Biography of Shelley Caines
I write poetry as a way of dealing with the things going on in my life that I can't control. It is my way of coping with the stress. The majority of my poetry is quite depressing, and sometimes repetative, but I think the reason behind this is that I write my best work when I'm feeling depressed.
I am currently working on compiling my poems together into a book. I am going to write a brief about every poem, explaining what stage in my life I was in at the time I wrote each one. I have the title picked out and I am starting to type everything in order. Whether it actually gets published is still a mystery.
If you have any comments on any of my poems, or even about me, please feel free to speak your mind. I will try to post my poems as I write them.
Have a good day =)
Shelley Caines's Works:
I have one poem published. My poem 'Why? ' was published by The International Library of Poetry at 'Poetry.com'.
Shelley Caines Poems
I saw you today, We talked for a few, Then you said, You had stuff to do.
Everyone has someone they call a friend, But where are they when you need them. Everyone has someone they call a friend, But where are they when you need a shoulder to cry on.
Some guys expect Too much of girls They expect you to put out Putting your mind into whirls
A healthy relationship Is not based on lies But what if you lie Couldn't you at least try
Please Be True
You make me so happy When I'm with you I forget all about The mistakes I've made
They can be brown They can be white They can be black Black as night
Nothing Will Change
Leaves may change from green to gold The sky from blue to gray A summer afternoon becomes A sparkling winter day
Can`t Forget You
Even after a month of being apart, Everytime I`m alone, All I can think about is you. It doesn`t help that I see you at school.
All the time spent Thinking about the past Wondering why It never did last
In a small town Everyone knows your name Everyone knows your business In a small town
I don't want to leave I can't lose you at all What about you and me? I feel like I just took a huge fall
Don't tell me it's over Don't tell me we're through How am I going to live If I don't have you
What's The Point
What's the point Everything I do Never good enough I do try
I remember the way you used to care And how you were always there You may have been a little strict at times But I didn't really mind
People say wilted roses never die,
But all that is, is a big fat lie.
I have a metaphore for you to hear.
It's about a relationship with one you hold dear.
Roses grow until they bloom,
Beautiful, with no gloom.
At this time, they are strong,
They think nothing could go wrong.
Then they start to wilt and die