Hello all, I'm Brigitte to most, Bee to few, and just another poet to you. I've been writting for almost three years now, all of my work only on this site. I thank a very ignorent man for inspiring me to write, and it's now that I realise, if he hadn't screwed me over like that, I never would have discovered my talent. I've been through many forms of poerty writting, but have yet to compleate all areas of the art. I'm one of the few rare people who can honestly say "I'm happy with who I am!" Like most other P&Q members, I enjoy feedback on my poems, and as always, favors are returned with gratitude. Thank you |
Take my hand in yours,
Take me far away from all the worries of the...
Forget it, you will never understand.
All you cared about was yourself...
The Night Sky was Pitch Black
Not a star in sight...
The Day hath taken it’s final bow,
It’s time to throw down the dirty towel...
Sitting tall and proud
Drawing the attention of every crowd...
Words spewed under a veil of silence
The spoiled dreams from an act of violence...
Dearest Boys,
This is a notice for all you men...
Once upon a time
Not so very long ago...
At night I lay snuggled in my bed
Ambitions growling, still unfed...
What a beautiful wall
Standing so majestically tall...
[[&&]] I'll make it through this life of mine, one poem at a time. |
I can see now that your packing up to leave... But please remember sweetheart, your leaving me behind to grieve. |