Biography of Melissa Broomhead
I just love to write poems when im down or have no one to talk to. My favorite poet is Edgar Allen Poe. My favorites of his are: a dream within a dream, The raven, annabelle lee, and some of his others. Oh and one more thing i love encouraging other poets to follow thier dreams, by sending comments and messages.
Melissa Broomhead Poems
This Is So Funny I Laughed While Writing...
he's been waiting for this his whole life... he's wanted her for a long time...
cheese is good cheese is great i like to buy a hugecheese crate
So I'M Not Like You
so im different than you does that make a difference in our friendship so im different than you why does it matter when i look at you i dont see black and white i see your smile when i look at you i dont know what color you are i just see my friend
The Scars Ive Made
they say im so beautiful thaey say that im the best; they even look strait in my eyes and tell me all the rest; they tell me everyone notices when i enter the room; but why do i feel invisible like they leave me to my doom;
Did U Read My Poem?
Read some of my work i dare u to; U might just learn a thing or 2: Weather happy or sad mad or glad i've made it for sure; A rose here tears there but it's not like many ask for more;
You Are Afraid
you are afraid you pushed me over the edge you are afraid you made me cry
The Britest Rose
A single rose so beautiful and true; A single rose can change you; Just a glimpse of this beautiful sight; May even give the darkest some light;
in my dreams im lost in a sea of happiness and joy numb to the feelings of the outside
I Have A Rock
everybody is talkin bout rocks but no one wants to know about fred everybody is talkin bout rocks
Your Troubled Eyes
as i stare into moonlight waiting for sun; it brings light, happiness, joy, and fun; this is what i need more than ever; waiting for him forever...forever;
The Invisible Raven
The words i put on paper is what i live with every day; Even though i write them down the feelings always seem to stay; The more and more i write them down the more and more i cry; I wish my pain had wings so i could make it all just fly;
And You Thought I Wouldnt Sink This Low!
in a fary tale that many know there was a cat and a fiddle
Mom's Christmas Gift
it was christmas eve and i was excited my brother was happy but i was delighted
Thanks For The Help
your words cant comfort me the pain is just to deep but please please dont worry
The World, Unfair
When yuor day is going wrong they tell u to keep your head up;
They dont know how sad u are they dont know your gonna erupt;
Your feelin really down cause your friends are in trouble;
Your friends have to leave u, your turning into rubble;
When your hating life and everyday;
nothings ever good nothing goes your way;
U try to escape your pathetic existance u try to escape this place;
Everyone telling u not to cry. is there ever a quiet space;
Life is very broken your world is so u