Biography of Emma Kessler
Poetry is a language all of it's own, an art. It expresses our innermost thoughts, emotions and dreams, in ways nothing else can. The poet is an artist, who paints his pictures with words. Reaching a part of the heart nothing else can.
About me, I love to read (I'm a complete and total book worm!) , and I love to draw.
Besides poems, I have written several song lyrics and am working on my first book.
Emma Kessler's Works:
I have no published books yet, but I am working on some of my many ideas.
Emma Kessler Poems
Distraught That's what I am Why does the world have to be like this?
I'll never waste a chance To be by your side Take every chance I get To look into your eyes
The Women Of Death
The women of death Loom over the heartbroken Weighing down upon them Speaking the only words they know
Word Of Your Death
Word of your death Grabbed me by the throat and choked every remaining bit of hope from me
The Sea, That Is, Your Eyes
The blue of your eyes, reminds me, of a calm sea And they have the same effect on me The calm sea, it pulls me, right in It makes me want to just stroll in, and stay in, all day
What If The World Was Just A Book?
What if the world was just a book Some other man has written? And we were just the characters Playing out our parts
Inspiration It calls with noiseless words It creates a stringless knot That binds together poet and pen
No Longer Can I Stay
My tongue is heavy With words I have left unspoken I want to tell you But my heart thinks I would be mistaken
In The Wrong World
I have been here Too long Trapped in the wrong world For so many terrible years
Trees Of Paper, Pools Of Ink
I pass the shallow pool And the water nymphs smile up at me Out of the water, with angelic, childlike faces
Only In My Heart
You seem to be here Hiding in my shadow Often you feel so real That I feel your breath
You Killed Me
Hot eyes Burning salt Dried on my skin Constantly replenished
When Did That Change?
You look at me, and I find That I have no desire to look back You smile at me, and I find That my stomach stand still
Too Far, Too Fast
I feel like I'm falling In too deep, to quickly Too far, too fast
Only In My Heart
You seem to be here
Hiding in my shadow
Often you feel so real
That I feel your breath
But you only exist in my mind,
my heart and my dreams
Sometimes you seem so real
That I believe you are alive
So you have become
A strong advisor
A close friend
A true love