more poems ya'll!!! veryone who reads and posts a comment gets a free thumb-up from me!!!!!!!!!?

Question

title--his death, like everyone's

his death, like everyone's,
Comes just once a year,
Around the time when you might see him
Smiling ear to ear.

Suddenly life turns to dust,
Which then just blows away,
And everything from hope to joy
Lies naked to the day.

Pain seems insupportable,
And time crawls like a snail
Towards an endless nothingness
Before which all things pale.

The point? Ah, yes! There is no point.
It's all a mystery,
Why anything is here at all,
Or how he came to be.

And so he waits upon the cliff,
And once a year he dies,
While just behind him on the grass
A field of glory lies.
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title--Evil

Evil has no easy explanation.
Everyone is evil and is good.

Sometimes we watch ourselves do something evil
Frozen in a scream that's never heard.

We cannot stop ourselves, so we go on,
Knowing somewhere else the horror plays
And plays and plays until we are forgiven,
Healed by someone's gift of unearned love.

When someone has been tortured as a child,
Evil, like a mad dog, crouches near.

One buries it deep in a vaulted, lead-lined chamber,
But zombie-like it stalks the world within.

It's strange that darkened children need forgiveness
For evil that they suffer, innocent.

But guilt's the trademark of humiliation,
Burned into the flesh of memory.

Love washes over evil like an ocean,
Sweeping over seething, fisted anger,
Drowning it in cold, unquiet depths,
Leaving you weak and weeping on the strand.

You wouldn't be yourself without the pain
That twists inside like penitential dancers,
Making you the stage of some strange beauty,
Like no one else, the host of our redemption.

no cussing please!!
(i'm 13)

ooops!!!
i can't give anyone a thumb-up today.
sorry!

i can't because i posted a question which took me down to level one and i used up all my answering question thing so i'm gonna have to wait intill tomorrow!

unless....some of the people i answerd to pick me as best answer then i would be able to so thumb-up and more poems today!!

it stinks that i can't do that....

i'm really sorry guys.....

Answer 1

Your poems are very deep for a 13 year old. You should be proud. I enjoy yours almost as much as mine LOL

Answer 2

from Romeo and Juliet Romeo:O, she doth tutor the torches to burn bright! it style of feels she hangs upon the cheek of evening Like a prosperous jewel in an Ethiop's ear— elegance too prosperous for use, for earth too expensive! So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows(50) As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows. The degree achieved, i'm going to computer screen her place of stand And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand. Did my coronary heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I ne'er observed genuine elegance till this evening

Answer 3

Your first poem is ... uh ... TERRIFIC!

The rhythm, and the words you use to achieve it, make it eminently readable.
And the phrases you use far belie your 13 years.

If you haven't already submitted it for publication, I would strongly encourage you to do so. And don't be discouraged by rejections - just keep submitting. I just KNOW that someone will want to publish it.

By all means, DO keep on writing! I think you have a talent that will serve you well in the coming years.
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Answer 4

Wonderful. Very deep. Obviously I could think on your poems for a long time. Too bad I'm at work.

Answer 5

I like your work!... (You mus be from the south? Alabama or the Carolina's?) So.. I think you should loosen up more,,, perhaps a poem with a southern draw?

Answer 6

you're a good poet. btw, i'm 13 too.

Answer 7

love it