Melvina Germain

Gold Star - 25,246 Points [Antoleza] (Sydney, Nova Scotia)

Melvina Germain Poems

241. Sensual Thoughts (Sharing A Sensual Delight For All Of You) 8/16/2015
242. Bubbleistic Future 8/16/2015
243. Christmas Eve 8/16/2015
244. Crack Baby 8/16/2015
245. Cut...! ! ! 8/16/2015
246. Covered 8/16/2015
247. Danny 8/16/2015
248. Vocaroo Reading...Hush My Sweet 8/16/2015
249. Who Wins The Battle 9/17/2015
250. Burn The Threads Of Hate 9/17/2015
251. Deceived And Quietly Blessed 9/17/2015
252. Stepping Out 9/17/2015
253. Bad Ass Trucker 9/18/2015
254. Cry Of The Sick 9/18/2015
255. Bring Me The Night 9/18/2015
256. Ebony And Ivory 9/18/2015
257. Soul Comfort (Dedicated To Connie Mcteer) 9/18/2015
258. I'M Coming Home Someday 9/19/2015
259. Bloody Hell 9/19/2015
260. Sing To Me 9/19/2015
261. I Remember 9/19/2015
262. Images 9/19/2015
263. Our Princess Turned Queen 9/19/2015
264. O My Dear 9/19/2015
265. Saying Goodnight 9/19/2015
266. Sweet Lily 9/20/2015
267. A Place For Love 9/21/2015
268. Old Flames 9/21/2015
269. To Blossom 9/21/2015
270. A Knights Kiss 9/23/2015
271. Wild Meat 9/23/2015
272. Little Bee 9/23/2015
273. Freelance 9/23/2015
274. Banish Thee Sorrow 9/23/2015
275. Sleep 9/23/2015
276. Forget Me Not 9/23/2015
277. Walk Qway 9/25/2015
278. Wisdom's Feast 9/26/2015
279. Stretched To The Limit 9/27/2015
280. Love Me Only 10/2/2015

Comments about Melvina Germain

  • Emilia Young (12/3/2006 1:10:00 AM)

    Wow! What a vivid experience you've penned...well, certainly not your time...yet...we look forward to reading more of your work!
    God be with you,
    blessings,
    Emilia :)

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Best Poem of Melvina Germain

(955) Poverty (Acrostic)

Pining for a much better quality of life,
Opened to great suffering and pain.
Violence and hate, society's distain.
Every step seems a step in the wrong direction.
Realizing each day is a losing battle.
Trampled by the powerful, frowned upon by middleclass.
Yet always wondering, how long will it last.

Written: Jan.15,2008

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(913) Addiction

It nags at you like an aching tooth,
never allowing you to tell the truth.
Your mind is always confused and
hope is not an option. You have
become a slave to a crude adoption.

Stomach in knots, nerves stretched
to the limit. Thoughts of suicide
enter into it. Lies come easy, one

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