Emma Jane Pearson
Biography of Emma Jane Pearson
Hey, i'm Emma and i'm 17 years old.
I am an A level student studying English Lit, Geography and Travel + Tourism.
When i'm not studying, or working my part-time job i like to draw, write, read and go out and meet new people and make friends.
I have been writing poetry for about three years. I usually write when i am inspired by certain events in mine or, other people's lives.
Hope you like my poetry, and be sure to leave some comments; they would be greatly appreciated =].
Emma Jane Pearson Poems
To You From Me
As day light breaks through equal bliss, I look at my fingers and hands, Expecting them to write anything, just anything, Anything to do with how I feel for you.
Did You Love Me?
The flowers have died and weltered, Like the memories he has built. I wish that day we spend together, Could have lasted forever.
A Shot At Romance
She was only ever ‘that girl’, The one who always awoke instantly from the sound of: An angry door slamming, A single tear hitting the cold floor,
Rain is The tears cried by one million people, All fears, And all tears,
On that cold winters day I recall: The sky was grey and, The wind tormented us so. You whispered gently in my goose pimpled ear:
Words That Mean Pain
Each minute I’m sitting here Why don’t I just leave? One year has drifted past Another has flown by.
Dream catcher entangle My dreams in your cobweb structures, Do not ever be ablaze like a candle.
Frozen In A Silver Frame
It was a fine day, When we first met face-to-face for the first time, But you didn’t know what to say to me, and I didn’t know what to say to you.
Free From The World
Two souls alone and hurting, Two different worlds, Two separate bonds from the same mould. One an easy target,
Entrust In Each Other
Good memories spread out on the walls In photos and old love notes from the past. Everyone looks so perfect Standing in front of crowds.
Our Final Farewell
You’re tripping, tricking me out, Making me fall harder each time, Let me down before I get to high, Only say hello, never goodbye.
How can he continue Living in this, unwritten book of lies? As he watches the sky turn blood red, Everything suffocates, burns and drowns
Raindrops On Her Parade
Raindrops start to fall heavily Upon her parade He doesn’t love her, Like she loves him.
Walk away from that lost soul, Pretend that you're a painted picture hanging on a wall, Kiss these silent dreams goodbye; For this is the last night.
Words That Mean Pain
Each minute I’m sitting here
Why don’t I just leave?
One year has drifted past
Another has flown by.
Anything can happen in one minute.
That minute can cause so much:
Anguish, torment, grieve and suffering,
They're all just other words to disguise the
Word we all know as “pain”.