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This page will contain people's poems from all over the world, from M.E sufferers and non M.E sufferers.I'd like to thank everyone for all there poems for this page.many thanks. |
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By Rachael Spanton Not Goodbye As I slip in to the darkness Of Everlasting sleep I heard out in the distance As you began to weep But I beg you please Stop your crying I don’t need it I’m going, I’m dying You must see good things In every single day Don’t think about me I’m so far away Please, Every time you see a rose Think of my love And how it grows Every time you see A star Remember how special You truly are I will never ever leave you I can never say goodbye I love you still I always will I’ll never truly die id like to thanks my good mate rac for this poem :-) By Missy Fading Away You said you’d never say goodbye As you leave me hear to cry I wish things could be different I wish you were here to hold me I don’t understand what went wrong Please some one explain it to me What I did that was so wrong Everything is changing Please some one explain What we felt before, has now gone away As this turns to pain Will this emptiness inside me ever go away. Thanks Missy By Missy A Special Friend A friend is like a flower, Or maybe a new gate that never becomes unlocked A friend is like a bird Both beautiful and wise A friend is like a ghost Whose spirit never die’s A friend is like thick grass That never seems to cut And a friend is some one You can count on when times get rough Id like to thanks my close friend Missy fro this special poem This poem is by my close friend Katy LIFE I'm just lying here Living in a world of fear Its agony every time I move Hoping one day I improve Haven't left the house in an ages Feeling like animals trapped in cages Just hoping my friends are ok Thinking of them every day I wish I could see them again Soon Ill cut this invisible chain Thanks katy. As I look to the sky, I wish on a star for the day I have a life you can no longer mar, when you will just be a distant memory. I anticipate you will carry away all the everyday misery you cause, for no longer will you have my life held on pause. I trust you will entrap the river of tears you won, as you without delay stole my teenage years. I am scared of allowing those I care for; grow to be too close, as they will at some point find you tiresome and leave behind a legacy of hurt in an enormous dose. You make me feel trapped, as when I try to escape, you leave me wrapped in fatigue and pain. Yet despite this, deep down I know there has been some gain. Although you have invaded my life for quite a length, during this time I have observed myself advance in determination and strength. It has been such a trial, but I now know the significance behind a smile. As when I let out an immense grin, you lose all ability to win. You utilize every opportunity to impair my gleam, however that will never happen, as you cannot destroy my dream. People define me by you, but why should I be inferior, you’re just an illness, you’re just m.e. As a person I am more superior. So as I wish on that star, hopefully one day soon this illness will release me and m.e will be a memory from afar. Id like to thank my close friend Debs fopr this poem. The First Love!!! by Ashton Victoria "Kill the one who cheats" You were so sweet and kind I just couldn't get you off of my mind. The way you smiled and looked at me, then I think of the things that you just don't see. I tried my best to go that extra mile, trien to dress nice and always have a big smile. I was always happy when I was with you and you told me that you were too. You hurt me once before it hurt real bad,you made me cry a lot , and I was real sad. You said you didn't want her and it was a really big mistake, and you said that you were sorry for all the trouble and heartache. You said you wanted to try someone closer to your years, but while you were out trying, I was drowning in my tears. I stayed in my room and hurt all night and day, praying to God that he would come and take me away. I jgnored all my calls because I didn't want to talk, until one day my friend came and said "Lets take a walk". We talked about you and how you did me wrong, she said I didn't need you, even though it would be hard and long. I relaly didn't want to believe her defiantly not at first, but the anger and hurt inside made me want to burst. She said that I would find someone else and be happy and move on, but I couldn't come to the realization that you were really gone. You said that you want to be back in my life and the thing is I do to, but you lie and i hurt and I don't know what to do. So I'll say the answer is no, I want someone who will treat me right, now I will give you one last hug and kiss and say "I'm sorry and good night". Dedicated to my bestfriend who's always been there for me, and to the one who inspired me to write this the cheater and heartbreaker Kristopher. id like to thank my close friend Ashtons for this poem I wrote the poem below when my best friend louise died of Cystic Fibrosis. Louise 1 September 25 February 1998 As dark as a summers day As light as a black bird As dry as the rain I feel the pain A life so short An illness so cruel A friend so dear I wish you were here The sun is shining so dull and cold All I wanted was to hold The love I have will never fade Memories of friendship that we made The poem below is not written by me but was read at louises funeral. Author unknown "Safely Home" I am home in heaven, dear ones; Oh, so happy and so bright! There is perfect joy and beauty In this everlasting light. All the pain and grief is over, Every restless tossing passed; I am now at peace forever, Safely home in heaven at last. Did you wonder i so calmly Trod the valley of the shade? Oh! but Jesus' love illumined Every dark and fearful glade. And he came himself to meet me In that way so hard to tread; And with Jesus' arm to lean on, could i have one doubt or dread? Then you must not grieve so sorely, For i love you dearly still: Try to look beyond earth's shadows, Pray to trust our fathers will. There is still work waiting for you, So you must not idly stand; Do it now, while life remaineth You shall rest in Jesus' land When that work is all completed, He will gently call you home; Oh, the rapture of that meeting, Oh, the joy to see you come! I'd like to thank my very close friend Victoria for these poems.thanks Viks. Now is not your time Now is not your time, little one Though it seemed your life had just begun. I've learned before about these things Sometimes even the tiniest angels get their wings. There are still lessons to teach and games to play, sandcastles to build, and kites to fly Things to explore and monsters to chase away in the night But you've already said goodnight. Somewhere up above in the Heavens so blue. And I too will join you someday, you see When God decides to send for me. Now is not your time, little one But you will live on in my heart, sweet daughter or son. Our time together was so short, I didn't know it was possible to feel that much hurt... The agony I feel is still so deep, No one knows the burden I keep. I tried to move on in my life, But daily I quietly sit and cry. I'd like to tahnks a very close friend fir this poem, but does not want to be mentioned. All the good things in life are free but I have none of those, you see. for all I have is my heart and soul, and in my heart, a great big hole. a space which no one else can fill, the part of me you had to steal. you took with you the best of me, complete again, I've tried to be. you took away my only dream, polluted every single stream. you took with you my sunny day, left me with just one thing to say. I hope you live a really long life, full of pain, of suffering, and strife. and I hope one day you find someone, that does to you what you have done. I hope she fills your head with lies, and talk of how love never dies. I hope she makes you think you are, all that matters near and far. Then like you did, I hope one day, she takes your heart and makes you pay. and leaves you without saying goodbye, without giving you a reason why. so then you'll know just how it feels, but like you said in time it heals. Id like to thank my friend lucy 4 this poem. THANKS FOR CARING I'M GLAD I FOUND YOU, THE ONE OF MY DREAMS. AS SOON AS I MET YOU, I KNEW OUR LOVE WOULD BE TRUE. SO NOW I GET TO SAY THANKS FOR CARING. YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE I LOVE,WITH A SMILE AS SWEET AS A DOVE.NOW THAT I TRUST YOU'RE THE RIGHT ONE,I WILL ALWAYS KNOW YOU'RE A BRIGHT ONE. SO THANKS FOR CARING.... I'd like to thank my good friend Billie 4 thsi poem MY SPECIAL GUY BECAUSE YOU ARE MY SPECIAL GUY MY LIFE MEANS SO MUCH MORE. YOU HAVE BROUGHT MORE HAPPINESS THAT I HAVE EVER KNOWN BEFORE. I'LL SPEND A LIFETIME TELLING YOU WITH HELP FROM GOD ABOVE, JUST HOW MUCH YOU MEAN TO ME,MY DEAR SPECIAL GUY..... I'd like to thank my good friend Billie 4 this poem. START Jens poem Life is not as it seems to be the tears they come so easily, in time you will forget my name in time you will hide your pain. These days they fall so hard upon us we cannot jugde by anothers promise but find that we are not the only ones, who feel sad. Life has moved on, this we know but why it must, I dont know we live, we breath, we change, we grow a lifetimes cycle, the even flow. In this universe we are so small its hard to find the point at all, and with so much suffering it doesn't even matter who we are anyway. And so I guess, Id rather spend a lifetime searching for the answers, than die by my own hand without even trying. id like to thank my close friend jenny for this poem The next one is very personal I wrote in November 1995 (when I was 16). It is about my cousin whos life was tragically cut short aged 11, I was 7 at the time. Precious You weren't meant to be here if the truth is to be told your soul was of a different sort pure and solid gold. You couldn't harden to the bitterness because your hope was too strong you couldn't survive in the cynics bliss you didn't do it wrong. And in my mind you're older than me you're still living in a part of me. And when I think and if i cry and while i sink and say goodbye I know you'll still be there somewhere in the sky. I could get angry and out of control but whoever did it was not very old besides, you weren't meant to be here if the truth is to be told your soul was of a different sort pure and solid gold. And from the sadness we were meant to learn, and we did, that if you say there's no heaven who are you trying to kid? And when I think and if I cry and while I sink and you say goodbye I know you'll be there, somewhere in the sky. I'd like to thank my close friend Jenny for this poem. I shed a few tears when I read it. A FRIEND IS MORE A friend is more than someone who wipes Your tears when you are sad. They are more than the person you call when Someone makes you incredibly mad. A true friend does not have to be a person You spend time with every weekend, Or even someone who lives Just around the bend. A friend can be a person with whom You shared a single moment, But you felt like it was just for You they were sent. Friendship does not always have to Build up over years It, like love, sometimes Just appears. So always remember that Each person you meet Has the potential to be someone Especially interesting and neat. Try not to judge those who Don't seen your "type," Because their personality, May fit yours just right. END DID Anyone ever tell you Just How Special You Are The Light that You Emit Might even Light a Star Did Anyone Ever Tell You How Important You Make Others Feel Somebody out here is Smiling About Love that is so Real Did Anyone Ever Tell You Many Times, When They were Sad Your E-mail made Them Smile a bit In Fact It made Them Glad For the Time You Spend Sending Things And Sharing whatever You Find There are No Words to Thank You But Somebody, Thinks You're Fine Did Anyone Ever Tell You Just How Much They Love You WE ARE THE SAME No matter who we are, Where we come from, What disability we have, Or the colour of our skin, What we look like, We are the same as each other. We all have a heart, We all have feelings, At the end of the day, We are the same. WHY? Why? Why me? Just why? Maybe i'm special in some way! The chosen one, To carry this illness, To loose my friends, But to gain new, better friends, True Friends, Perhaps thats why, I'll never know. I think that I'm just special, Well, in my own little way. I'd like to thank Stephanie and AYME for this poem SUMMER The higher the bird's nest In the tree, The better the summer It's going to be. With the trees and flowers As bright as the sun, Just think of all the fun. We could go on the swings, Or even the slide, Or do something boring; Watch the clouds go by. But whatever you do This wonderful summen Make it as fun And as summery as ever I'd like to thank Katie and AYme for this poem DRINKING AND DRIVING aug.26,1996 CLOSE BY THE DOOR, I PAUSED TO STAND AS I SLIPPED MY CLASS RING OFF HIS HAND. ALL WHO WATCHED, DID NOT CARE TO SPEAK, AS A SINGLE TEAR ROLLED DOWN MY CHEEK. ALL THROUGH MY MIND MEMORIES RAN, OF ALL THE TIMES WE ONCE HAD. I HELD MY CLASS RING AND STARTED TO CRY, I KISSED HIS CHEEK AND WANTED TO DIE. AS THE WIND BEGAN TO BLOW, THEY LOWERED HIS CASKET DOWN BELOW. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS TO MANY ALIVE WHEN FRIENDS LET FRIENDS DRINK AND DRIVE.................. I'd like to thank my great friend billie lynn for this poem. God bless America. A land of democracy. A place where we are free. A place that's endured a tragedy. God bless America, and those who have passed. God bless the people of New York. It has all happened so fast. God bless America, as we try to put our feelings into words. With images so shocking, the mind can't comprehend. God bless America, a land with people who are so giving, where people are risking their lives to save their friends and perfect strangers. God bless America, whose people won't allow terrorists to destroy our country and our spirit. To All Americans: Our hearts are heavy, but keep your heads up in this time of terrible tragedy. Everyone has been touched and will be forever changed. Thank you so much to all the Americans who have helped in the rescue efforts. We have come together as a nation, and our bonds cannot be broken the end |
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