An epitaph for money maker

Her lies money maker,
he never wanted to give up,
and once they saw him loner
all they said is give me that!

Author: Jessica Hernandez
Type of peom: Epitaph

Will this last forever?

I’ve never felt this way before
You make me feel so special.
Every word you say sounds like
The voice of an angel. You tell me you
Love me, you tell me I am special, and every
Time you say it, it makes me turn like a tomato.
I don’t know what I would do with out you. You
Tell me we will be together as long as we can last,
But will that be forever? Your kiss is so perfect, so
Soft and unique and when we last a long time its
Even better. This is a fairy tale come true but
Will this last forever or will it close soon?

Type of peom: Free Verse
Author: Jessica Hernandez

A cross road epitaph

When first the world grew dark to me
I call'd on God, yet came not he.
Whereon, as wearier wax'd my lot,
On Love I call'd, but Love came not.
When a worse evil did befall,
Death, on thee only did I call."

Author: Amy Levy
Type of poem: Epitaph
Source:http://www.love.poemslibrary.com/amy-levy/a-cross-road-epitaph/488

Season Of Love

Hi Mrs.Basham hope you like this poem.

Early in the Autumn when the leaves are turning golden,And the frost is on the pumpkin and a chill is in the air,I will think about the Springtime when I once again will see you,And you'll hold me to your bosom, or as close as you will dare.
And I'll dream about the passion we will share throughout the Summer,In the moonlight of the evenings on those warm and sultry nights,And as Summer turns to Autumn and the Autumn turns to Winter,You will hold me ever closer under dancing Northern Lights.
In the Autumn and the Winter, in the Spring and in the Summer,I will love you now and ever, all my love will be for you,For in Spring I learned to love you and in Summer love did blossom,In the Autumn it was strengthened, so in Winter I'll be true.

by David Ronald Bruce Pekrul

Type of poem: Free Verse

Sourse: http://www.freewebs.com/daylin/seasonsoflove.html

"When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes"

Hi Mrs.Basham hope you like this poem.

When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,

I all alone beweep my outcast state,

And trouble deaf Heaven with my bootless cries,

And look upon myself, and curse my fate,

Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,

Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,

Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,

With what I most enjoy contented least:

Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,

Haply I think on thee,--and then my state

(Like to the lark at break of day arising

From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate;

For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings

That then I scorn to change my state with kings'.

William Shakespeare
(1564 - 1616)

Source: http://www.albionmich.com/inspiration/whenindisgrace.html

Type of Poem: Sonnet

Author: William Shakespeare

-Jessica Hernandez

No title

Hi Mrs.Basham hope you like this epitaph it is kind of funny in a love kind of way.


Honey you don't knowwhat you
did for me,Always playing the lottery.
The numbers you picked came it to play,
Two days after you passed away.
For this,a huge monument I do erect,
For now i get a yearly check.
How I wish you were alive,
For now we are worth 8.5

(actual epitaph of Elizabeth Rich,Eufala,Alabama)

Type of poem: Epitaph

Source: http://www.mamarocks.com/humorous_epitaphs.htm


-Jessica Hernandez

You're Beutiful

Hi Mrs.Basham this is Jessica Hernandez hope you like it.


My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
******* high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last
till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on
her face,
When she thought up that I should be
with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

Type of poem:Lyric

Lyrichttp://www.jamesblunt.com/songs/beautiful