He missed her a lot,
And he loved her, too.
He missed her too much to watch his actions lately.
Most nights,
He cried himself to sleep,
Thinking of all the memories of him and her.
Before, he was the happiest guy in the world.
He couldn't be happier.
He didn't need anything more than his wife and his daughter.
Now,
All he has is a daughter, a shattered heart, and shattered memories.
Things aren't the same any more.
Everything is in black and white,
Instead of color,
Like it used to be.
He didn't mind the fighting with her father.
As long as he had her,
He was the happiest person alive.
Now the fighting had stop.
He'd rather fight and have bruises and have her
Than no fighting and no bruises and not have her at all.
She was literally his life.
The only reason he's living now is because of his daughter.
His daughter is the closet thing to her than anything else
And if he lost his daughter, too, he would take his life.
He would sacrifice his life,
Even though he might go to Hell
And not see his wife and his daughter in Heaven.
He did not want to live his life without any trace of her.
His wife and his daughter are basically all he had.
After him and her had ran away,
Every one of his friend betrayed him
And didn't want to talk to him after he came back.
Her and his daughter were the only people that loved him,
Threw the bad times and the good times,
And he would never forget that.
2007-05-26 10:43:14 · 5 answers · asked by Ashley M 1 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Poetry
Comments please!
2007-05-26 10:48:26 · update #1
pretty good
2007-05-26 11:30:33 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
It's not a poem. It is a story, a deeply moving story. It is an expression of the experience described.
It doesn't contain what we normally expect from poems...imagery, methaphors, similes, meter, rhyme...or other things we might look for.
This doesn't mean that you stop writing, esp. when you have life issues that are so important to you.
I do not mean to discourage you, in fact, I encourage you to get your feelings out. Beginning to write poetry is such a baby step...at any age. Get it it. You may find that you "find your voice" and soon others will call it "poetry."
Please don't feel offended. It's not my intent to dis what you have shared here.
I am sorry for all of this emotional turmoil in your life.
2007-06-01 16:09:44 · answer #2 · answered by margot 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I agree that its sad but that is part of life your intitled to write about life or anything else. You embrace feeling in the poem i hope its not about you or someone you know if so, im very sorry. The poem really tells a story. Great job!
2007-05-29 07:00:47 · answer #3 · answered by Sh00ting_St@r! 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
its so sad, you sound sound like a beautiful soul
just dont let darkness take your whole
pray to the angel of music
bhold the angel of music
i love the angel of music
la nuit dans ma someil se glisse un homme....
2007-05-26 17:50:39 · answer #4 · answered by Nena B. Cool 1 · 0⤊ 1⤋
Very sad. Too sad. There should be a hopeful prospect.
2007-05-26 18:23:41 · answer #5 · answered by wolf 6 · 0⤊ 0⤋