Allison Rose
Allison Rose is an amazing writer who began writing at age ten. She currently is working on another one of her amazing novels. Please feel free to read her novelette "Secrets in Seaport" which can be found at any public library, and can be bought on Amazon.
Poetry by Allison
Goodbye
Free at last
I heave a sigh
The past is the past
I bid you goodbye
The truth can hurt
I won’t deny
But this couldn’t last
So I said goodbye
The guilt, the pain
Sometimes I try
To walk up to you
And say it, goodbye
Did you expect me?
I ask myself why
My silence, you see
It meant goodbye
You can move on now
I hope you’ll try
And understand why
It had to be goodbye
I heave a sigh
The past is the past
I bid you goodbye
The truth can hurt
I won’t deny
But this couldn’t last
So I said goodbye
The guilt, the pain
Sometimes I try
To walk up to you
And say it, goodbye
Did you expect me?
I ask myself why
My silence, you see
It meant goodbye
You can move on now
I hope you’ll try
And understand why
It had to be goodbye
Solidarity
Missing.
Kidnapped.
Murdered.
Say it however you please.
Hitchhikers.
Teens.
Boys.
Three innocent, human lives lost.
Dead.
Victims.
Martyrs.
Somebody’s son/friend/brother died last week.
Pain.
Anguish.
Crushed hope.
You can’t deny them their feelings.
Families.
Mothers and Fathers.
Sisters and Brothers.
They’ll never see him alive again.
Media.
Politics.
Prejudice.
They all numb your mind to the pain.
Feel.
Sympathize.
Empathize.
There’s nothing wrong with being human.
Dedicated to the Memories of
Gilad Shaar, 16; Naftali Frankel, 16; Eyal Yifrach, 19.
Just three teens trying to get home to their families.
Kidnapped.
Murdered.
Say it however you please.
Hitchhikers.
Teens.
Boys.
Three innocent, human lives lost.
Dead.
Victims.
Martyrs.
Somebody’s son/friend/brother died last week.
Pain.
Anguish.
Crushed hope.
You can’t deny them their feelings.
Families.
Mothers and Fathers.
Sisters and Brothers.
They’ll never see him alive again.
Media.
Politics.
Prejudice.
They all numb your mind to the pain.
Feel.
Sympathize.
Empathize.
There’s nothing wrong with being human.
Dedicated to the Memories of
Gilad Shaar, 16; Naftali Frankel, 16; Eyal Yifrach, 19.
Just three teens trying to get home to their families.