Two Children

Two children I have.

Two children I see.

Two children that I have are looking up to me.

Two children I have.

Two children you see.

These two children of mine are counting on me.

Two children I have.

Two children I see.

Two children that I have are praying for me.

Two children I have.

Two children you see.

These two children of mine are loving me.

Two children I have.

Two children I see.

Two children that I have are crying for me.

Two children I have.

Two children you see.

These two children of mine are watching over me.

Two children I have.

One boy and one girl.

These two children of mine are my entire world.

Poem Written by: Shannon Windnagle
This poem is dedicated to my two children Kaley and Devin. Mommy Loves you.

Pain

There is a pain that I can not hide.
There is a pain that burns deep inside.

There is a pain like no other.
There is no pain like losing a mother.

There is a pain I can't explain.
There is a pain that won't go away.

There is a pain in my heart.
There is a pain that drives us apart.

There is a pain I can't describe.
There is a pain for every bribe.

There is a pain in my life.
There is a pain that causes strife.

With all these pains that I have. I know now it's because of a man. A man I love, he is the one! Now I must choose what to do? Do I go on without you?

Poem Written By Shannon Windnagle

What is it?

What is it that I must do to show you that my love is true?

What is it that I must say to make your pain go away?

What is it about this game you play?

What is it that will make you stay?

What is it that goes through your mind?

What is it that you are waiting for the end of time?

What is that you are hiding from me?

What is it that you don't want me to see?

With all these questions that have arose, I wondered how this story goes. Does it end right here right now? When I wake up will you still be around? If you're not, I have one thing to say. I will always love you anyway.

Poem Written by Shannon Windnagle

Free Poetry Contest

If you would like to enter the free poetry contest, simply submit your poem to Poetry.com and your poem could have a chance to win you $10,000.

There are daily, monthly, and annual winners. With awards totaling over $100,000. Your poem can not exceed more then 250 words and must be original!!

I have won 4 poetry awards, 2 medals, and every one of my poems have been published in the poetry.com book of poems. If you click the link it will take you directly to the website where you can submit your poems, plus there is a reference box on the right that shows different types of poems, and if you would like there is a search box where you can search for a poet to see the poems that they have submitted.

If you would like to see the poems that I have submitted to poetry.com simply go to the search box and enter my name Shannon Windnagle.

Good luck to all that enter and never give up on your dreams!

A girl on a Mission

I know a girl who is on a mission, a mission she can not explain. For whatever it is that she is searching for seems to be so far away.

She places her hands above her eyes to try to get a better look. Only to find that the one she is searching for is hanging there on a hook.

She runs to him with open arms hoping that she can ease his pain. But, before she even got to him it started to pour down rain.

It rained so hard that she could no longer see, could no longer see the man of her dreams.

She cried out for him but, there was no reply. So she cried one more time only to hear what she had feared which was nothing but the rain drops falling from the sky.

She fell to her knees, screaming GOD please! Why have you taken the man of my dreams?

All of a sudden she looked up to see. There stood the man, the man of her dreams.

I know a girl who is on a mission. A mission that she can not explain. For whatever it is that she was searching for seemed so far away.

Poem Written By Shannon Windnagle

Why do people write poetry?

I find that people write poetry for the same reasons that they write newspaper articles, blogs, or why they paint or draw. It is a way to express how you are feeling. You can always tell how the person who is writing the poem feels; by the words that they use and how they are using them. Poetry is beautiful, sensual, erotic, sexy, and dark all at the same time. The way someone writes can make a difference in how the reader will interpret what the writer is trying to express.

A majority of people believe that poetry are poems that rhyme. This is not true. Poetry is a story that is told by the poet, usually pertaining to a particular person, place, thing, or event that could have taken place, whether it be happy, sad, or even a tragedy. It is all about getting what is on your mind or how you are feeling out in words that can only be described by the person who is writing the poem.

I have personally been writing poetry since I was 12 yrs old. I am now 26. Writing poetry for me, has been a way for me to cope with everyday life. When I am sad and feeling down I will write a poem to express the way that I am feeling at that very moment in time.

Why Do You Write Poetry?

My Eyes

My eyes have yet to cry.
My heart has yet to feel the pain.
But when I look at you, I knew things wouldn't change.

My eyes have cried.
My heart has felt the pain, and when I knew things wouldn't change;
I turned around and walked away. I left every thing, and every one
behind because I knew it was our time to turn around and say good-bye..

Poem Written By Shannon Windnagle

Feelings

Life is not what it seems. I've been having nothing but crazy dreams; about a world full of love and hate, am I making a mistake? I love you with all my heart but, everything is falling apart! I don't know what else to do; I feel like I'm loosing you. We are two different people from two different worlds but, there is something between us that I just can't tell. Is this real or is this fake? Every time you touch me my whole body shakes. The passion from your hands as they caress my face, sends a shiver down my spine worst then an earthquake. A kiss from your lips makes my heart race. It's beating so fast! It won't keep a steady pace! My mind is telling me what I am feeling is wrong. But my heart is singing a different song. I hope that one day you will understand, that you hold our future in your hands.

Poem Written By Shannon Windnagle