Biography of Nicole Middendorf
My name is Nicole Middendorf. I am growing up in a small town in Minnesota.I appreciate poetry very, very much. It is my dream to fullfil. I dream to become a professional a poet. I believe and am told that I write really well, sometimes I doubt myself too much and become depressed.: (I hope to hear some opinions about my poetry. Thank you for taking the time to read this. :)
Nicole Middendorf's Works:
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Nicole Middendorf Poems
The lunar light forces you to dream. You close your eyes, You never wake up- Until you fall.
I Be Nothing Without Thee
Ev'ry tear I cry be in thy favor; From ev'ry tear to the last of my breath. Is this hatred immortally my foe? Why my parrish be thy requested debt!
Leaving you is like committing suicide, Only I would rather take my own life. Love, you are what I need. Adam did not leave Eve,
Done All Wrong
Done all wrong, Feels so right, The feeling fo fear, The taste of delight.
Displeased, she takes his hand; Uncertain, under strong command She holds her breath. She believes.
When you told me that you loved me, This soul had lost her mind. When you told me I should always believe in you, I gave you my willing trust and faith.
Night- Dark and beautiful, You remind me of self- desire Lingering around in temptation.
The darkness of his smile Brings agony to his thoughts His words cut deep in As if they were millions of shards of glass,
O, Night, Thou art a beautiful love song Calling for his lover, A song so lost and dreary,
While I gently weep, My heart goes to sleep. I tell the world my sorrows' As well so does he.
Jesus pulled the covers off me. I tossed and turned in the sheets; He won't let me sleep, Until he hears my weaps.
Words cut my soul, Glass cuts my skin, Fire burns everywhere, But I see no light within.
I couldn't hold on much longer, So I fell into the ocean. I could taste the salt water, But it still tasted better than my blood.
O, I walked into hell that day I carried a shovel The thickened dust never rose Still I tried my best to see
O, I walked into hell that day
I carried a shovel
The thickened dust never rose
Still I tried my best to see
From flames the planes assembled
From Heaven the towers burned
O, I just stand here watching
This world lose all the turns