I am a teenage girlwhose inspiration mainly comes from the confusing emotions I feel due to my social life and the tragic story of my life with my parents. My poems range from grades 5-8. please comment and rate my poems, feedback would be lovely. Thank you.
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Linda Claire Poems
A Recipe for Friendship
A pinch of love, A dash of kindness. A shake of sympathy, A teaspoon of laughter.
Life is Like a Poem
Life is like a poem. In so amny different ways. There's so many emotions, So many lines and days.
Aspiration for a Child's Heart
I want to be happy, I want to be pleased, I want to be snuggled, I want to be teased.
Questions of a Teenage Girl
I have so many questions. But who may I ask? Not Mommy, not Daddy. They wouldn't understand.
I'm spiraling in a circle. Up and down and in between. Comforting and hectic, Faster than what can be seen.
Mama Lost Her Job
Mama lost her job last week, She's devastated. She drinks a lot and smokes a ton. And oh yeah, is on anti-depressants.
I picked up the photos, Ones of me and my friends, Then I smile and say, The fun always ends.
My Only Questions
Two houses, One home. Two houses,
The Fourth Demension
The fourth demension is time. The word, so powerful, Can mean anything and everything, Or nothing at all.
The horror, The sadness, The joy, The shock of,
Inspiration is life. Is everything, Is good, is bad.
My sun sets, As yours arises, You spread hate and sadness, I spread love and surprises.
I thought you're my mommy. I thought you're my dad, Then why is it that you make me so sad?
Where is My Home?
Where is my home? Full of ones that I love, Where is my home? As peaceful as dove.
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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A Recipe for Friendship
A pinch of love,
A dash of kindness.
A shake of sympathy,
A teaspoon of laughter.
A cup of memories,
A jug of magic,
A tablespoon of similarities,
A handful of differance.
A sprinkle of smiles,
And ounce of knowledge.
A pint of secrets,
A bit of trust.
This is all what makes a friend,
You have one with you.
Far or near.
Dead or alive.
Your heart will remember.
Not your brain.
And if ever any doubt,
Always keep in mind;
No matter what happens,
With life or death,
Friendship or fights,
I will ...