The Death of A Queen

Submitted by Keri on Thu, 04/08/2010 - 17:35

 The clock struck midnight

She gave up the fight

And slowly, finally, she died

The people around her all cried

 

“What now can we do?”

Asked a voice small as dew

And slowly, mournfully they shrugged

They had thought her will would be enough

 

Who would have thought?

After how hard she fought,

It would all end for naught?

She died.

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Submitted by KatieMarie on Wed, 04/07/2010 - 14:18

Bowed head, folded hands,

Begging God for one more chance.

Forgiveness: that is all you need,

Mercy: it's for this you plead,

You're not worthy, this you know,

But with just one word, God's mercy flows.

You feel alone, and your heart breaks,

Silence is all that it takes,

Oh, you child of the Lord,

Pick yourself up off the floor.

Brush away impurities,

In front of God, fall on your knees.

There's always a second chance

To get up and try again.

Forget the right, you only know the wrong,

Ballad of a Friend

Submitted by KatieMarie on Wed, 04/07/2010 - 14:10

Friends are forever,

Friends for all time,

Friends without reason,

Friends without rhyme.

Friends throughout laughter,

Friends throughout tears,

Friends throughout hopes and

Friends throughout fears.

Friends are there for you when the going gets tough,

Friends are there when life treats you rough.

Friends know what to say when everything's wrong,

A Friend's words are as precious as a song.

A shoulder to cry on and an ear to listen,

Two arms to hug you and a house to live in.

A Story Comes A-Tappin'

Submitted by Heather on Mon, 04/05/2010 - 23:44

~*~Hey everyone, this isn't the greatest poem ever, but I do like the idea. Anyone have any ideas of how I can make it better?~*~

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What was that tapping sound?

Was it leaves against the window

Or water quenching the ground?

Or was it something worse?

My mind envisions spooks and sprites

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