Our journalists will try to respond by joining the threads when they can to create a true meeting of independent Premium. O, what can ail thee, knight at arms, Alone and palely loitering; The sedge has withered from the lake, And no birds sing. You can find our Community Guidelines in full here. awful prose the rich and famous have penned in recent memory. This was a poem to my good friend who was turning 17 and in her card I said that I wasn't very good with letters so I'd write her a poem instead. Do you have any suggestions for future poems? Kristen Star As Guantanamo Bay Prison Guard, You may not agree with our views, or other users’, but please respond to them respectfully, Swearing, personal abuse, racism, sexism, homophobia and other discriminatory or inciteful language is not acceptable, Do not impersonate other users or reveal private information about third parties, We reserve the right to delete inappropriate posts and ban offending users without notification. I try to count your freckles, but I get too easily distracted by the millions of other things that make you so ******* stunning. You fill me/ Bella Poem by Larry Houston - Poem Hunter. Loading... March 28, 2020 at 3:39 pm. There is no comment submitted by members.. © Poems are the property of their respective owners. With your love/ Thanks, Lili! I couldn’t speak/ really terrible poetry and thinking it might actually be good. The very core of my existance. Bella says what Bella wants, but she doesn’t say anything bad. Bella, this was so raw and emotional. Bella likes what Bella wants, she isn’t a follower. You are my life, my love, my girl. Find and share the perfect poems. Due to the sheer scale of this comment community, we are not able to give each post the same level of attention, but we have preserved this area in the interests of open debate. always like, 'Whoa, that's really dope.'''. They don’t know how I feel inside/ I think of you all the time. She's The good and the bad days of life Bella has known In her two bedroom bungalow she lives on her own Yet on her beautiful wrinkled features of sorrow no trace She always does have a big smile on her face A woman who has known of life's good days and bad But Bella is one who does never look sad She always smiles and greets me with a good day I love this poem, Bella!! I never wonder what it would be like for me to not have my disease, I called my therapist to tell her I won't be coming in tomorrow because my dog just died and we grieve and then there's Christmas and my uncle has liver failure and then I find a lump in my breast near my 18th birthday my uncle finds colon cancer I find out the lump is non-cancerous at the same time my aunt finds out hers is cancerous they removed the cancer spot in her breast my sister start having pain worse than she's ever experienced she's crying everyday the doctors don't know what's wrong with her she's going to doctor after doctor and eventually they say it's a kidney stone and they'll do a sonogram soon the procedure is over everything went well my aunt also comes out of a checkup with more cancer my sister's perfectly good surgery it's her to excruciating days of pain and she has to have a stent put in my grandma gets extra sick her stent causes her even more pain but she passes the kidney stone and eventually distant comes out my uncle thinks he's going to die but my grandma does instead. The poem has four parts to it; each part becomes darker and darker as the poem progresses from "the jingling and the tinkling" of the bells in part 1 to the "moaning and the groaning" of the bells in part 4. Bella is a Southern California grown writer who resides in Portland, Oregon.
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