I once know a girl named Lydia,
She, is most beautiful girl I know.
Guys treasure her,
Everything she want, she gets it.
Everything she said, they listen.
Girls adore and admire her.
Whatever she wear today,
They would wear simpler things tomorrow.
They look at her, as their model.
They try to act like her,
They try to talk like her.
But after that car accident,
She lost her pretty face
Lost one of her legs.
She no longer that girl
The girl everyone pay attentions to.
She thought about suicide and try many time.
But every time she got save by someone.
She hate her life,
She hate everyone around her.
But she don't know,
She is not the one who hurt the most.
Her mother,
Who lost her husband and her son in that car accident.
Never cry nor shout,
For she know, she had a daughter to take care of.
No matter how much Lydia scream or yell
She always puts on happy face.
But whom can really feel the pain inside of her.
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Written February 15th, 2006
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I assume that you are gaining influence from the 18th century children's morality poems that plagued England teaching little kids to be oh so caring and good, I think you should look into them and follow the traditional forms that came with them:
It was usually A B A B Rhymes with a DA DUM DA DUM beat and it four lines per stanza.
Forgive me if I'm wrong but I am assuming that this is a person that you have not met, mainly because you don't have any feeling toward her. I think gaining influences from 18th century poetry could really do something good.
Illiterate Iguana -
OMG, wow. yet another really sad one. well done
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Excellent Writing
Hello Snow, tell story so well.
I am now under your spell.
You have feelings, oh so deep.
Your poems (like this one) often make me weep.
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OH this is so painful yet a brillent writing job. I could feel the pain and the way LYDIA went through just by going through the peom. Thanks for your comment, and I'm little busy with my
story writting, but would be back soon with beauitful writers like you on this site. You're name goes with you, as you're so
pretty and your picture on your author's page tells it all.
PS. IT'S NICE TO KNOW THAT I AND MY WORK ARE MISSED OUT.
TAKE CARE. -
Ohh...that was sad!Very sad poem really!I know what can you say with this poem...amazing job!Thanks for your comment
Keep writing
Best Wishes
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A very moving piece of poetry you have here. I guess saddness flow in the air. I think many people know the girl you talking about, because every one will come in contact with girls like Lydia. Great write and love the poem.
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Bravo!
A very poignant and moving piece of poetry, with an unexpected ending. Bravo! Bravo! -
This is just too sad, dreamer. You did an amazing job writing this down and pouring your heart into it. So many can relate to this. Well done
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Wow dreamer this is really sad......a mothers love is amazing. I can remember times I was so selfish....especially when my father was sick. Anyway back to your write. This is very good. Some people all they have really is their looks. And when you're young it can take you many many places. But as the years go by.....things start to change.
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