Biography of Tracey Owens
I was introduced to poemhunter when I was asked to read someone's work. I've been on here since then. I didn't consider writing until June and I was still new to the world of poetry. I've taken a new prospective of how I see things. I've enjoyed reading others work and meeting talented people.
I know my poems are not the best, but I try. I take under consideration people's opinions and I try to improve each time I write.
I write because it helps gather my thoughts and I'm able to express myself. Some of my poems are written for people and about people. My friends give me inspiration. Thank you for taking the time to read my work and I hope you enjoy them :)
Tracey Owens Poems
Can You Love Me?
I am not made of perfection. Infact I have many flaws. I have made many mistakes and will continue to make more.
A Different Side Of You
On any given night, I would have not expected this. It was like any other night. You had always shown me
A Special Person
This type of person is rarely found in life. They will only let you see the good parts of life and never let you think of the bad. A special person holds a special place
Everyone has these. As a child you hold this idea of what you will become When your an adult.
You were not there for me When i needed you the most. You let me fall to a thousand pieces Without even caring
It hurts to breathe when I think of you. It's hard to not cry when I see you walk by.
Age is just a number that marks the passing age of a individual. It can never control what one does or how much one can understand.
A Better Day
I have longed for a day like this ever since I can remember. On this better Day I dont want to feel the worries that I carry.
Crying Out For You
You see me on the floor, tears rolling down my face. You look at me for a split second and then turn away. I beg for you not to leave but you show no interest to stay. You walk out the door without a word or a last look.
Does Happiness Exist?
Is happiness a myth or does it really exist. If it exist why are so many people unhappy in this world.
You let me say my cruel words And let my anger pass. You never say anything bad To me and you never hold a
There is a time in everyone's life when one needs that final answer or that last choice. One needs to know that
It gives one many turns on the way. It is hard or easy depending on which way one chooses to go.
There is a place where one feels secure and safe from the outside world. There is a place where
I feel it on my skin,
the hairs on my arm moving
with every gentle breeze.
my hair moving side to side
as it runs through.
What could this be?
It is Wind.