Mark Normand


Mark Normand Poems

1. Still 7/14/2012
2. I'M Happy 7/19/2012
3. The Last Goodbye 8/6/2012
4. Smile 8/12/2012
5. Empty 6/26/2012
6. Cold 7/7/2012
7. This Thing 7/21/2012
8. Waiting 8/13/2012
9. Ship Wreck Of Faith 7/6/2012
10. So Different 7/14/2012
11. Grey Thoughts 7/21/2012
12. Fly On 8/12/2012
13. Helpless 8/31/2012
14. Perfect 8/2/2012
15. Words 7/19/2012
16. Her Love Is Dead 6/26/2012
17. Doubt 7/14/2012
18. Roll On 7/14/2012
19. Promised Evil 7/6/2012
20. Lost It 7/19/2012
21. One Day 7/29/2012
22. The Last Days 7/19/2012
23. The Thief 8/31/2012
24. Love Without The Good Part 7/7/2012
25. Touched Inside 7/14/2012
26. Who Believes Me? 7/7/2012
27. The Fountain 7/7/2012
28. The Fallen 7/7/2012
29. The Chosen 7/6/2012
30. The Hidden Flower 7/28/2012
31. Low Life 8/13/2013
32. Without Hope What Is Faith? 7/6/2012
Best Poem of Mark Normand

Still

Alone again inside it seems.
With plastic friends and broken dreams.
I sit in empty darkness beyond measure.
Today just like so many things.
Has ended lost and incomplete.
I failed to reach the special place I treasure.
True happiness is what I seek.
Still I remain a lucid freak.
I write of life with no real love or pleasure.
I write because if I would scream.
No one would hear the words from me.
I'm lost inside this dark cold world forever.

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Her Love Is Dead

Love is blind; but still we see the lying, cheating, heart.
This stranger we no longer know; who rips our life apart.
Where is the one who shared my love, my precious darling girl?
She's gone away and somehow changed; now jaded by the world.
Her perfume fill this empty place; it's all that still remains
Of the love we shared so sweet, before I went insane.
Her empty words and promises lie scattered on the floor.
The bitter trail of pain so cold; her footsteps out the door
I look inside

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