Biography of Lil Davis
Most of my poetry is simply me expressing how i feel. Often I am able to write my feelings better than to verbalise them.
I have been writing poetry since the age of 10 or so. The poem 'A poem from my daughter' was written by my 12 year old daughter. It seems she has followed in my footsteps of being able to express herself through poetry. The poem is beautiful just as she is.
Most of my poetry is of love or heartache...it is what it is. PLease feel free to leave comments or feedback. Enjoy!
Lil Davis Poems
Chemistry (A Funny Poem About Chemistry,...
Its simply the best. Chemistry's betther than all the rest Cause Mrs Rowen treats us the best. Let's lay her in the ground and put her to rest.
You consume my mind, my heart, my body Dare I say you are the object of my obsession? Every waking hour its you I have running through my veins You are like a habit I just can not quite
Rubbing Out Life's Mistakes
Spelt it wrong? Here's a rubber just rub it out. I coloured outside the lines, I drew a crooked line.
A Poem From My Daughter
The night is grey and the sky is blue. When you wish your dreams will come true. Promise me you will hold me tight and one day you will become a star.
Pull their strings to make your puppets dance. manipulate them, then let them fall to the ground. Walk silently away as the curtains close.
If you're trying to hurt me, You're doing it perfectly. If you're trying to make me feel worthless, your job is done. If you're trying to break my heart, consider it broken. If you're trying to push me away, I'm gone.
A smile flickers across my lips My heart skips a beat Your hand brushes my leg Your breath on my neck makes my body go weak
A world of darkenss, a place full of shadows. Hiding behind my mask of happiness, my soul slowly dies. I cry but I'm not sure why.
Keeping my feelings so deep within my soul has left me with a gaping hole. The darkness closes in as disgusting thoughts run through my mind. Always putting myself down, Never treating myself kind.
Wishing You Were Here With Me (1993)
I sit alone in my room and I think of you. I'm thinking about the love I hope to find. It's your face that is always on my mind. You look so inocent and sweet.
War Cries (Writtenin 1990)
You can hear the war cries. You see yet another soldier die. The earths dirt is stained with the blood of the dead and wounded.
Goodbye love Time to close the door Time to put it to rest We are no more
I’m sorry I didn’t stay I’m sorry we had to go Maybe we could have made it through I am tying to make the best of what I have
My Hearts Home (Part 1)
I'm just a girl looking for some happiness. Looking for a heart to call her own. A place to lay down softly. Wanting a safety zone.
othing is changed at the end of the day.
Looks of disgust thrown her way.
Can't get past the dislike,
You go out of your way to find wrong.
She is my flower, she is your thorn.
Just being who she is
Wanting to be seen
Hold her at arms length