daddy's irish girl wade
Biography of daddy's irish girl wade
i love to write poems. poems are how exspers my inerself. i write after i get in a fight with my best friend chelsea(we don't realy get into fights that much) i also write after i brake up with a boy or they brake up with me(usely i write about them if i realy like them) . other times i write abot life and things around me. my best friend is probably the one that gives me most of my ideas. it takes me about 5 to 10 mins to write a poem.
some people don't understand my words that i put down but when i come around these words are going to slap you up side the head and make you think twice about it. i realy don't know how i come up with this stuf. i think that my worlds just get put in to place and they will flow realy well.
i love the way i write and if you don't than you can hate the words not me.
so now what.
daddy's irish girl wade's Works:
i have no poems published and no books published eather. some day i wish that i could inter into a contest and maybe win, but if it donesn't than i am just glad that it made it to the contest. also that i got other people reading and i=enjoying them.
daddy's irish girl wade Poems
If you should go beefore me, dear, walk slowly down the path of death, well-worn and wide,
Like A Rose!
love is like a rose, a rose that are such beauty, the pattles glow with vibert colors, it takes all different deraction,
the way you are, your actions, actions are so sweet, your words,
I love the little things you do to make me feel special and the way that you put you hands around my waste as we hug each other, i also love the way that your sent from your shrit lingers around me toware i smile like you, the way that you hold my hand and speak to me in a low voice, you are so adorable,
When you meet someone you love, you feel like you can do anything in the world, but when the one you love truns you down, you just might feel sad and confused,
Never again, can i tell you how great you are, the way you make me feel, to hold me for hours,
As you walk away, i think, of all that is real, and all of the things,
It hurts, not to see you as much, not to look at you, it hurts when you throw it away,
There is no way, you can't make me say it, never, i wont,
He is gone, he is never coming back, You can't prove it, there is no proof,
You say it, every day, everytime you see eachother, but when you think about how they have been around you,
The Big Kiss
the site of nothing, the nothing of space, space of darkness, darkness that fells everything,
Waht if you don't get to see your boyfriend/gurlfriend for a day? - don't feel lonley he probably feels the same way. - if you do something to get your mind off of them.
I'm staring out the window, thinking about the way we talk, how your always on my mind, how you touch me all over,
why do we girls always fall in love with the wrong guys?
the guy that makes us think about them,
is that just how we are?
Is there more to it?
Will we ever get over it?