Rachel Dowd

Rachel Dowd Poems

Oh little girl how pretty you are
You look like your mother
You have her smile and her eyes
Come with me
...

I wish I could tell you I love you
I wish I could take back those times I did not
But I can't and I never can
I wish I could take back those times that I was mean
...

I sat down in my spot one day
To talk to you again
"Momma" I sighed
I'm sorry I'm so late
...

Take my hand
And let's go explore my mind
See all the twist and turns?
That's where all the ideas hide
...

I reach my hand out for you
But you're not here anymore
I ask an empty chair for advice
Because thats where you once were
...

Roses are red
Violets are blue
The leaves are green
And so are you
...

I'm a Poet
A twister of words
I open a world unseen to others
I bring meaning to the meaningless
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They say time heals all wounds
Then why does this one still bleed
You where my hero
Simply my everything
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I once asked a man
If the world was as grand
As all the teachers' tried to say
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We all have to climb the mountain of life
The road can get tough and I knew that though
For reasons unknown to everyone around me
I climbed for me not telling anyone else why
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11.

In asylum, I seek refuge
For this tired recluse
A place to waste away the day
A place to chase away the demons
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Behind the walls of seclusion
I bow my head and pray
please end this pain
and take me away
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Family ties are always lies
They love to trick and deceive
They think hidden motives go unnoticed
Silly little minx
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Rachel Dowd Biography

Take my hand and explore my mind.)

The Best Poem Of Rachel Dowd

Little Girl

Oh little girl how pretty you are
You look like your mother
You have her smile and her eyes
Come with me
Let's go see
Her again

Wouldn't you love that
To embrace her once more
Do you remember how she smells
Like the oil of her hair
You'd watch her pour into her curls
Of raven black
Dyed as dark as night

Her eyes of hazel would gleam with tears
As she loved you more than life
Oh little girl
Don't you cry
Come with me and let's go see
Your mother dear
All you have to do is give me
Well, you, your life

A small price to pay right?
Since your heart already aches
Aches to see her

Oh come with me pretty little girl
The reflection of her
I want to add you to my collection
Collection of captives forced to dance
In my dark circus

Come I'll add you to her act
She always is a showstopper
A tightrope walker
She also does the trapeze and that's where
You'll come in handy little girl
Afraid of heights are we?
Well, we will get past that
That's right girl follow me
Give me life

Rachel Dowd Comments

The Lost Mind 04 December 2012

A really really good poem... elegant and meaningful... keep writing....

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