Lillian@Poetry
I am an amateur poet; most of my words come to me in fits and starts, quiet a few wouldn’t even accept its poetry. But what I write gives me immense Release. I feel emptied, each time I pen down a few words and once the deed is done, I feel I can face the world again.
All the stuff I write is about things I feel strongly. Each of my verses has a little bit of me in them. I’d really like comments from those reading from Lillian@Poetry and if you have some critical points to make, those would be much appreciated too 
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Lillian @ Poetry
- Advertising Cloud 9The horizon in shades of green,Water tanks, blue and black,Clothes of all hues waving in the breeze.Cloud 9 advertising its services,Who would think, it would need to?But it does,Its the recession.
- Untitledoh why does my soul refuse to rest.it bounds up,against gravity,like there were thorns that pricked its underside.refusing it rest.oh my soul has a bloody breasta weary heartthat longs to rest,but somehow each night is dayin its unending search to run away.
- UntitledI stare out,As the orange-pink of sunsetFades away into silhouettes,Large dark trees, rise upAnd the cold road leads away.The breeze whips at my face,The curtains buffeted in the strong wind,Fly around uncontrollably like shreds,My heart feels the same,As it leaves sweet memories behind.Parting can never be harder.15th April 2009
- Happy Women’s Day?.......... I beg your pardonIts 8th March, International Women’s DayBut she doesn’t know it.She wakes up at 6.00 a.m,like she has for the last 12 years,her mental clock and love for her family helps her up.she fills the rice into the cooker, chops up the vegetables in the yellow light of the bulb.The chickens in their coop stir, at the first break of light.the brass pot rolls down on t […]
- Un-namedI want to writeBut wordsTremble within meThen die.I dig through my memoryFor experiencesFor verseBut all I find is gooey morass.I yearn to riseBe the bestBut the forceEludes meA phantom. There they areThe first buds of springOr is it a mirageThe sightings of a deluded soul8th February 2008
May 3, 2009 at 4:04 pm
Beautiful!! Have you ever considered publishing these or entering them into a poetry contest? With a minimal amount of buffing on some of the syntax they’d probably be appreciated even more in an international forum…
All the best and keep the ink flowing!
Jenny
May 17, 2009 at 4:46 am
Thank you for your comment Jenny, Have never tried to enter any of my poetries for a contest, but I could try
, yes and when I read back, some of them need working on 