Biography of Anne Unknown
I'm fourteen but I love to write poems, read english (and only english) books and listen to music. I have lived in England for 3 years and also in America for the same amount of time. I will move back to America in June.
Anne Unknown's Works:
I am actually writing one, when I'm not reading books by Patricia Briggs and others. I do not have a title yet. Momentarily, february 25th 2010, I have 82 pages written.
Anne Unknown Poems
Things To Do
A book to read, a poem to write, a chapter to learn, homework to do,
The Beauty Of...
The beauty of the dark, is the beauty of no light. The beauty of the silent,
Bella And Edward: Predator And Prey
There you stand as a predator, Watching my every move, Although you are a monster, I cannot deny how graceful you are,
Reality is fiction to me, In my world I understand, In my world there are creatures, Werewolves and vampires,
Grandpa Where Are You?
There he sat, in his chair, smiling at two of his granddaughters, they love him with all their young hearts, and he loves them with his old heart.
Do I love thee? I respect thy purely, but love? That is questionable. I trust thee with my life.
My life is like a dark room, For I do not see the light, My pupils are wide though the light is on, I feel alone almost always,
Job Description For The Future
The teachers ask me, 'What do you want to be? ' what kind of job do I want to do? But to be honest, I don't have a clue.
You stand there in the darkness, people screaming everywhere, although you want to, you can't help them,
I fall asleep after a while. Then the normal routine happens.... My everyday nightmare returns...
This poem I did together with my best friend, Christina. -------- People say they know what you are going through even though they actually have no clue
We are opposites of each other, you are ying as I am yang, you are light as I am darkness, you are the sun as I am the moon,
Letter To My Graduated Sister
There comes a time in life, when people have to leave the path they had followed. They have to leave what they have known all their life, and go out into the wide world.
This is a poem I found on the internet and changed a few sentences of it. I hope u like it. ---------------- A mask of happiness often covers her sadness, her beliefs hidden inside her,
My life is like a dark room,
For I do not see the light,
My pupils are wide though the light is on,
I feel alone almost always,
I feel alone even when others are near,
Only so often do I feel free of the darkness,
But who will save me when I am stuck in the dark room?
Who will be my savior?
Who will I show gratitude for as long as I may live?