Poems from Shanie828
Everyday is a blessed day because it is another chance at life. Love classic literature, poetry, out doors and my family.
Children.
Frontline battle.
Youthful brightness fading.
Altered mindset a misfortune.
Somber.
Knocking.
Answering door.
Solider bringing...
I write so my words can be set free
They are the true representation of me
I speak without thinking, daming I know
Its a subconscious...
Children, women, men
Casualties of guns, bombs
Innocent or not ?
Try as I might I cannot sleep
The sound of darkness keeps me peeked
The heavy winds and branches howl my name
Telling me come hither and...
Blue clouds pouring pellets of ice
The rough terrain symbolizes life
At the end of every storm a rainbow awaits
An epic gift for our...