A poem by M.E
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Ive never written a poem and the last one i read was at school so i dont know if its correct but here it is
[u:529eafaa99]A Poem By M.E[/u:529eafaa99]
There was a young boy called Jay
Who always went out to play
He was popular at school
But was nobodys fool
The gift of the gab was his way
He enroled with the cubs
Soon after the scouts
Didn't spend much time in clubs
Because he was always going out
His life was going great
With some really good mates
But he did believe that fate
Would guide him on his way
He held his head up high
With confidence running smooth
Making his way through life
His soul was on the move
He planned this life of his
To work his carrer first
Knowing he would always land
On both his feet first
His 30th birthday soon came
Where he looked to settling down
Life for him was great
But then it all went down
He got struck down with a virus
Spending 3 months in bed
But couldn't understand
Why he wasnt on the mend
Each morning when he woke
Wondering what on earth had happened
He would often only wish
He could understand all of this
He would often ponder for five
On what this life would bring
But only for him to forget
Before the dawn breaks
The sun is shinning bright
All so warm and high
But he would often wish
To turn off this blinding light
Some people love to hear
All the birds singing
But for him all he'd hear
Are the flocks sreams
He would often feel this world
Tilting on its own axis
But only for him to find
It was just him who noticed
He struggle to walk far
Its like a muddy bog
But he can see this world
Though it looks like tunnel fog
He look up at the stars
And prayed most nights
That not so far away
Theres a cure on the way
He will never know
What tomorrow brings
But one things for sure
Are the pain killers he'll need
Do people of this world
Understand his illness
I pray and hope they do
But truthly they dont!!
[u:529eafaa99]The End[/u:529eafaa99]
Take care
Jay xox
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alicia
Posted
To put all that down like that seems almost cathartic in a way. Poetry can be strange, it seems to convey things that words alone cannot.
Well done for composing that and thankyou for sharing it with us. :hug:
LouLou
Posted
I hate winter, I know it's spring but I'm sitting here watching the snow fall. The road and pathe are covered. What else can I expect ling in the north on top of a hill.
Take care everyone Lou Lou.
katie.k.
Posted
There was a young man called Jay
Who amazed us all one day
He penned his life story
Its trials and its glory
Well done! What more can we say! :wow:
I can't compete with you Jay, but thanks for sharing that with us all!
With love
Katie xx
Wolfe
Posted
Thanks for your coments, it really does mean alot to me that you all liked reading it (or singing it), i hoped ppl would understand us all alittle better by making it abit more interesting reading, but weather it works or not is another matter
Katie, i spent months writing that, you had a few mins to come up with yours, dont be so hard on your self, it put a smile on my face !! so you gonna write a song for us all next :wink:
Take care all
Jay xox
The best thing that makes my day is for someone to make me smile :D
katie.k.
Posted
Yep, I'm sitting at my piano working on that song right now, Jay!
Katie
PS I'm already a dab-hand at Chopsticks!!