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awesomer poem JK!!!!

This is an I Am poem
If you have ever read the book number the stars this is the charactor named lise

I Am Lise
I am noble and strong
I feel the pain rushing through my body
i hear my ribs crack
I am In pain
I am Lise Yuhanesone

I see me fiance for the very last time
I feel horrified of what the germans will do to a person
I need to save my people
I love Peter
I miss swinging my sister Kirsti
I am Peters fiance

I hear gunshots as the resistance members fall to the ground
I see my life flash before my eyes
I picture my family mourning over me
I will live on in the hearts of the people who knew me
I have done a great deed by helping the resistance fight back
I Am Lise Yuhanesone

Drifting

I sometimes find I'm drifting
Through this life without effect;
I often wonder if I'm truly

Worth what I've been blessed.

I search through days that have been hard,
To try to understand,
The many trials that I have known,
The life that I have had.

You see me in my daily grind,
So confident and strong;
Yet when I am alone, I question
Just where I belong.

I often try too hard I find,
To analyze and guess,
To scrutinize, investigate
My life I will confess.

For somewhere deeper, there must be
Some meaning to this life
Some way to make a difference,
Give a reason for this strife.

Is there some hidden meaning?
Some agenda to be found?
A greater purpose waiting
If I care to hang around?

It teases and it taunts me,
Always slightly out of sight;
A hazy vision out of reach,
Where darkness hides the light.

I struggle to bring clarity
To what awaits me there,
And yet this weak illusion
Always fades before my stare.

It seems the harder that I try,
To focus through the haze,
Just serves to add\more questions,
Through my endless, tired gaze.

I'm trying just too hard,
To understand it all,
For can we ever truly know
Just what we have in store?

Each incident, each moment passed,
Just adds upon the next,
But in the end, will I find truth ...
Or will I be perplexed?

Perhaps I make it harder
Than it has to be sometimes,
But will my searching bring to me
My meaning over time?

Or will it leave me broken,
And confused as I feel now,
While questions bring no solitude,
To this, my wrinkled brow.

XxPrincess_Of_DarknessxX wrote:

tasha8751 wrote:
NEW POEM!

Life.
A poem itself.
A song to hear.
A book to read.
And a world to explore.
Life.
It's love.
It's hate.
It's smiles.
It's tears.
Life.
It's unexplainable.
It has surprises around every corner.
Life.
It has a meaning.
That's different to everyone.
Unique.
Creative.
Life.
It can be Heaven.
It can be Hell.
It can be anything.
Life.
The reason you're here.
The reason I'm here.
The reason for everything.
Life.
Life.
Life.

I like that one [:
Unless an even better one comes along, this has my vote [:

Mmm, I agree

Sarah x

A Day in the Life of Me

Look at me,
High in the sky,
Floating on clouds,
Eating marshmallow pies

Talking to dolphins,
Blue as the sea,
Playing video games,
With friendly monkeys

Lazing around,
Sleeping in bed,
Watching the stars,
Fly overhead

A beautiful cartwheel,
With a friend you’ve just met,
Gazing at the sky,
Watching the sunset

Has the sun ever set without the moon taking its place.

Has spring ever sprung without winter coming first.

Has the moon ever shined so bright without the stars in sight.

Has a rainforest ever grown without the rain pouring on it.

Has a plant ever grown without a seed in the ground.

Has a rooster ever alarmed the farm for nothing at all.

If this ever happened to you then mother nature maybe playing a cruel joke on you

soccerforever23 wrote:

Drifting

I sometimes find I'm drifting
Through this life without effect;
I often wonder if I'm truly

Worth what I've been blessed.

I search through days that have been hard,
To try to understand,
The many trials that I have known,
The life that I have had.

You see me in my daily grind,
So confident and strong;
Yet when I am alone, I question
Just where I belong.

I often try too hard I find,
To analyze and guess,
To scrutinize, investigate
My life I will confess.

For somewhere deeper, there must be
Some meaning to this life
Some way to make a difference,
Give a reason for this strife.

Is there some hidden meaning?
Some agenda to be found?
A greater purpose waiting
If I care to hang around?

It teases and it taunts me,
Always slightly out of sight;
A hazy vision out of reach,
Where darkness hides the light.

I struggle to bring clarity
To what awaits me there,
And yet this weak illusion
Always fades before my stare.

It seems the harder that I try,
To focus through the haze,
Just serves to add\more questions,
Through my endless, tired gaze.

I'm trying just too hard,
To understand it all,
For can we ever truly know
Just what we have in store?

Each incident, each moment passed,
Just adds upon the next,
But in the end, will I find truth ...
Or will I be perplexed?

Perhaps I make it harder
Than it has to be sometimes,
But will my searching bring to me
My meaning over time?

Or will it leave me broken,
And confused as I feel now,
While questions bring no solitude,
To this, my wrinkled brow.

Do you think its kinda tacky and weird?

KaylaSweet wrote:
Has the sun ever set without the moon taking its place.

Has spring ever sprung without winter coming first.

Has the moon ever shined so bright without the stars in sight.

Has a rainforest ever grown without the rain pouring on it.

Has a plant ever grown without a seed in the ground.

Has a rooster ever alarmed the farm for nothing at all.

If this ever happened to you then mother nature maybe playing a cruel joke on you

What was I thinking? Nobody will vote for a poem made by a nine year old.

I need some opinions on mine

soccerforever23 wrote:
I need some opinions on mine

Your poem was my favorite so far. Did you write it?

Angeldnice wrote:

soccerforever23 wrote:
I need some opinions on mine

Your poem was my favorite so far. Did you write it?

Yes.