Niamhs poems

This is a poem i wrote back in october 2001 during an Irish Lit lecture in college.


REMEMBRANCE

Life so sad and lonely
Full of death an destruction,
Quite close to home, and only
Peace of mind is in construction.

With great fears of sudden loss,
And sudden loss revealed,
With only happiness to toss,
The fate of the world is sealed.

Two towers that stood grand and tall,
Two gliding birds crash into a floor.
Thousands die beneath its fall
And bring the world into a war.

School kids mocked, teased and jeered,
Segragation within their neighbourhood,
In twenty years we may hear they've cheered
A saddened cry against a loss of childhood.

Corruption is nothing but the beginning,
Destruction middle, loss the end.
And with a band of heralds singing,
God his Angels shall he send.

Niamh Anne king 02/oct/01

Please let me know what you think.

Totally AWESOME!

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Totally AWESOME!

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cheers!:blush:

The Fall of The 1916 Rising

He felt his skin go damp and heavy,
As he watched his men grow weak and weary,
As they were marched along the crowded street
Towards the place where they and death would meet.

Their hour of darkness finally met them
As the soldiers placed there guns before him,
He heard a bang and felt lead go through him,
for then he knew he'd lost his pride
As he felt the pain go up his side
For then he fell and there he died.

17/11/97

Dont worry about lifes torments

Dont worry about life
Dont worry about death,
just think of lifes little things,
Like the wonderful friends you've met.

Just take life easy,
And go at you own pace,
Because i know it's hard to concentrate
When torments make you busy mind race.

Dont feel like you're being punished,
Cause nobodys punishing you,
And we all praise the little things,
That create the wonderful things you do.

You're the only friend that makes me whole
And makes me feel good about myself.
And you know that you've got us
To make you become your true self.

You know we're there to comfort you,
When you feel sad and lonely,
And you know we'll try for an eternity
To create a place for you thats homely.

Sure we'll always have the beach
And the waves crawling on the sand,
And sitting by those flames at night
We'll always be at hand.

15/11/01

Really good poems, Niamh! I like the rhythm and rhyme in them. :)

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Originally Posted by Pensive

Really good poems, Niamh! I like the rhythm and rhyme in them. :)

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Thanks pensive! I enjoy writing poems but havent really written many in a long time. There are two more i'd like to post but my boyfriend has them at the moment and i've been trying to get them off him for a while now.

I should maybe have explained the backround to them a bit. It first one 'Recollection' was written when i was sitting in my Irish Lit class in college just after 9/11. There was also problem in the north of Ireland about Catholic school children being prevented to walk down a particular road to get to school by protestant protesters and it disgusted me.They were only children! Its my reflection at the wotrlds problems and how we are causing our own distruction for silly reasons.

The second one 'Fall of the 1916 rising' i wrote in my history class in third year of secondary school. Its, as the title suggests, about the easter rising in dublin in 1916 and the execution of its leaders, mainly Padraig Pearse.

The third one 'Dont worry about lifes torments' was written for a girl who was my friend in college, who at the time was suffering from suicidal depression. It was to show here that no matter what we'd be there for her and help her through it.

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Originally Posted by Niamh

Thanks pensive! I enjoy writing poems but havent really written many in a long time. There are two more i'd like to post but my boyfriend has them at the moment and i've been trying to get them off him for a while now.

I should maybe have explained the backround to them a bit. It first one 'Recollection' was written when i was sitting in my Irish Lit class in college just after 9/11. There was also problem in the north of Ireland about Catholic school children being prevented to walk down a particular road to get to school by protestant protesters and it disgusted me.They were only children! Its my reflection at the wotrlds problems and how we are causing our own distruction for silly reasons.

The second one 'Fall of the 1916 rising' i wrote in my history class in third year of secondary school. Its, as the title suggests, about the easter rising in dublin in 1916 and the execution of its leaders, mainly Padraig Pearse.

The third one 'Dont worry about lifes torments' was written for a girl who was my friend in college, who at the time was suffering from suicidal depression. It was to show here that no matter what we'd be there for her and help her through it.

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I am looking forward to read those poems. :) As for these three poems, though all of these are well-written, I will have to say I like first one the most. It's very emotional. My favourite lines:

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Corruption is nothing but the beginning,
Destruction middle, loss the end.
And with a band of heralds singing,
God his Angels shall he send.

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Actually i really like that stanza as well. I remember my friends in college saying that it catches you and makes you think about whats going on around you.( same friend when reading it first had looked at me and asked me if i was ok!:lol: was a bit disturbed)

When i get my hands on the other two i'll poest them in this thread. i'd rather keep them all together instead of floating around the thread pages. I a bit of and organise feak sometimes.

really impressed me,I am glad to feel something in your poems, especially the first one.

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Originally Posted by maggie yang

really impressed me,I am glad to feel something in your poems, especially the first one.

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Thank you Maggie! I'm glad you liked them.

I am sorry, Niamh, for not complimenting you sooner on a great poem! Sad but hauntingly beautiful, as Banshees are sometimes discribed in legends.

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Originally Posted by Niamh

I think a lot of us have at one stage...
What do you think i should call it?

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Oh Niamh i couldn't suggest a title:blush: ..I am sure you will find a suitable one. Thanx for asking :blush:

I've been trying to think of a suitable title but my brain doesnt seem to want to work at the moment.:blush: Thats why i decided to ask everyone here for help!:blush:

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Originally Posted by Pendragon

I am sorry, Niamh, for not complimenting you sooner on a great poem! Sad but hauntingly beautiful, as Banshees are sometimes discribed in legends.

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Oh...:blush: thank you so much Pendragon! but you have complimented that one before elsewhere! I think you said it was a nice little sad poem.:)
you are the master poet here Pen, any ideas what i can call it?

I think your title is good. Remembrance comes to mind... http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l1...omKane/911.gif

Nice piece Niamh. (all good, I really like the last one) I know that mood, for me it's kinda like a depression or haunting melancholy. As far as a title it reminds me of a Willaiam Faulkner story, As I Lay Dying.

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I think your title is good. Remembrance comes to mind... http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l1...omKane/911.gif

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I like that Pengragon. It fits well with the first poem, seeing as it is about remembering to incidences. Thanks!

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Originally Posted by vhaney

Nice piece Niamh. (all good, I really like the last one) I know that mood, for me it's kinda like a depression or haunting melancholy. As far as a title it reminds me of a Willaiam Faulkner story, As I Lay Dying.

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I like that.


It Just inspired me...
As I Lie Haunted

As I lie Haunted, memories are my spirits shackles,
chained forever to those foolish follies done in youth.
Nothing can free me, as my ears boom with the ghostly cackle
Of the devil who lies beside me, waiting for my death.
I can not escape......

Pen I've named the first poem Remembrance. Thanks for the suggestion.:)

Heres a little poem i just wrote for the person who got my card details!

Investigations on its way,
I hope you have somethings to say!
I dont think it right what you do,
but dont you worry i've spotted you!
I hope someone catches you at work,
and locks you up you stupid jerk!

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Originally Posted by Niamh

Heres a little poem i just wrote for the person who got my card details!

Investigations on its way,
I hope you have somethings to say!
I dont think it right what you do,
but dont you worry i've spotted you!
I hope someone catches you at work,
and locks you up you stupid jerk!

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hehe thats is a good one, poor you did the person do much damage??

I'm lucky that i caught them just as they started so its only around the €500 mark. But it still makes me angry.

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Originally Posted by Niamh

Heres a little poem i just wrote for the person who got my card details!

Investigations on its way,
I hope you have somethings to say!
I dont think it right what you do,
but dont you worry i've spotted you!
I hope someone catches you at work,
and locks you up you stupid jerk!

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This is a nice rhyme! I am glad you were able to catch him though. This stuff is going on even without people being caught sometimes.

Thanks pensive.
Hey i'm still trying to get my hands on those poems from my boyfriend for you to read. No luck so far!

Really lovely poems, Niamh. Especially the one without a title, that was my favorite.

Thanks Adya!:)

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Thanks pensive.
Hey i'm still trying to get my hands on those poems from my boyfriend for you to read. No luck so far!

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Good luck! I hope you succeed. :)

still trying but i've given him a break from the nagging as he's under stress with college. But as soon as thats over...:D

Shattering Thoughts


The sun on the river shimmers silver
As i sit alone where we once sat,
Looking out at Anna Livia our river
Remembering the days we spent in chit chat.

We would spend hours joking, teasing,
Laughing; a merry duo we were!
But now theres no more pleasing.
We are no longer that happy Pair.

You talk only about work, and a game,
While i am expected to sit listen.
What happened? why arent things the same?
no more laughs, no more kissin'!

Is this it? should we call it a day?
Are you even aware that here
and now love may have gone away?
That things may never be as they were?

As I sit, i ponder, feeling sad.
i never thought that things would get this bad.

Niamh, you poem without a title is moving. Sometimes you have to let it be for awhile to come up with an appropriate title. I like your poems and their titles. You will think of this one as well.

Keep writing!

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Originally Posted by firefangled

Niamh, you poem without a title is moving. Sometimes you have to let it be for awhile to come up with an appropriate title. I like your poems and their titles. You will think of this one as well.

Keep writing!

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Thanks fire! Dont you worry! as long as i keep feeling, i'll keep writing!

the last line of this last poem is ultra-cool :thumbs_up

Thanks Symphony!:blush: I throw in the last two lines when i was typing it up.

lol those hurried additions make a poem so much more enjoyable to read, funny how they become, at times, the very essence of a poem! happens too often :D .

:lol: I know! It happens way too often for me. Its always the lines that people tell me they really liked. Maybe its the last bit of passion you unleash into the poem and thats why it brings it together!

lol same goes for me.
i remember once when i wrote a bengali poem and kept it unfinished, i added a 2-line closing to it later when showing it to some friends, and those 2 lines were more appreciated than the whole poem! so much to sharp add-ons!!

:brow: You said it! You spend ages getting the other lines sorted and then lash a couple down and wham, they are the favs. A well i suppose that once they like it thats all that should matter!

not what we can call justice to the other lines though :D
but still yeah i suppose all that matters is ppl liking them. after all, the add-ons are but our creation as well so... :lol:

Hi, your poems are good. you are too much philosophical....!!!


Corruption is nothing but the beginning,
Destruction middle, loss the end.
And with a band of heralds singing,
God his Angels shall he send.

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Originally Posted by Nagaraja_Madego

Hi, your poems are good. you are too much philosophical....!!!


Corruption is nothing but the beginning,
Destruction middle, loss the end.
And with a band of heralds singing,
God his Angels shall he send.

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Thanks Nagaraja. Welcome to Litnet! Hope you have fun around the forum!:wave: