|Francess Williams attended Annie Walsh Memorial School in Freetown. Since 1999 she has lived in Lowell, Massachusetts, U.S.A. At the time these poems were submitted, she attended Lowell High School.|
Life is tattered and torn
crooked and bent, with it do's and don't
Yes life is cruel at times
twisted in every angles
And yet different in every aspect.
Oh yes life as a whole is enough to
make you mad.
Yes life is never fair
with it ups and downs
But anyway who says life is fair.
Life in every point of view
Is unique and special each and every way.
It's also what makes everyone different from each other.
And it not always coated with luxuries.
Life is just like a rose, with thorn to prick you,
when you hardly notice it.
So my advice to you dear friend is, not to give up in life, but to make the best out of it.
Our Friendship Matters to Me
It looks a little cloudy now, storms may come
But through it all still shines the sun.
Maybe it's time to introduce
myself all over again
I'm the FRIEND who, despite
distractions, interruptions, frustrations, thinks about
you and care for you.
The friend who will be there to hold your hand in hard times, calm you in distressed times
and offer my help, even when your pride may
keep you from asking for it.
My FRIENDSHIP is unconditional, and it will be there
What is Love?
Love, what is it all about.
So many people talk about it, I know it exist.
But what does it take to love someone?
So many people are in love,
But can they really know the different between love and lust.
So many people mix this two up,
And it can be hard when one couple is in love
With the other, and the other in lust.
These two are similar you know
And it hard to tell which of the two you are felling for someone.
But one thing that makes the difference
is that love is unconditional, and lust is conditional.
Everyone is saying I love you to one another,
But that fair, for not everyone fit those three letter words.
The thing called love must be nurtured, and cared for.
For when you finally say I love you to someone, you
know what it means, for there is no greater feeling
Than to love, and be loved in return.
My Definition of Love (Not)
Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss.
But I only slept with you because I was pissed
I thought that I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your brother.
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead,
The sugar bowl is empty, and so is your head.
Of loving beauty you float with grace
If only you could hide your face.
Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
This describes everything you are not.
I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don't take that paper bag off your face.
I love your smile, your face, and your eyes
Damn am good at telling lies;
My darling my lover, my handsome husband
Marrying you screwed up my life.
I see your face when am dreaming
That's why I always wake up screaming.
My love you take my breath away
What have you stepped in, to smell this way?
My feelings for you no words can tell
Except for maybe "go to hell".