I Am Rebel
i don't know. i'm just me. i cant describe myself but i like doing sporty stuff so its really annoying when i'm not allowed to. but anywy. i'll let you get on reading the fantastic poems on here.
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I Am Rebel Poems
i'll get over it, i have to
I know Heather Rebel has also published this, I am her also, but I have changed this one a bit. An updated version you might call it. I can’t help but wonder what she thinks of me, The poser looking for a way to her affections,
Music - A Global Language
Music is a global language But it comes in many forms Rock, classical, pop, techno, rap Yet they all have something in common
My Life (ABI GRIFFIN)
My life is what i choose it to be I will run, scream, shout and hide whenever i want to Sometimes i am happy, sad or just naturally me Sometimes i wish i could change things
A Rhyming Poem
I am trying to write A rhyming poem I am sitting in a tent A random word, ok, Bowem
Why do we love when all it causes is pai...
Why do we love? Because we need to feel wanted We need to know someone cares We have to feel included
The feel of summer Caressing my face As I run
Evolution Rules! ! ! ! (NOT)
Evolutionis Very Overrated, it it Ludicrous,
A little 5-year-old girl who doesn't und...
Daddy, where's mummy gone? I need to ask her a question I want to know what terminal means And why Dr Phillips called her that
Nature - Earth's beauty
Nature is Earth's Beauty The lifeforce of our world Trees, bushes, even animals All natural natural, all important
school life is supposed to be interesting, but in reality school life is, well, to put it bluntly, hell. but i can't say that when inspectors come, they tell me to pretend everythings rosy here
Running in the rain
Running in the rain Free and wild Pounding across the earth Supple and graceful
run, just run forget everyone else they don't matter now keep running, never look back
For King and for country Or for Queen, as it stands The homeland, my home An Empire once
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i'll get over it, i have to
I know Heather Rebel has also published this, I am her also, but I have changed this one a bit. An updated version you might call it.
I can’t help but wonder what she thinks of me,
The poser looking for a way to her affections,
Acting in ways I’ve never known I could before,
Giving smiles that I can’t help but show in her presence,
Just hoping for a glimpse of her eyes
In which I can’t help but drown
I can’t help but wonder if she thinks me an inferior,
Playing the fool to a game that I cannot play
Without losing myself in the end.
Does she see ...