laura-williams
Hello, / My names Laura and I'm a pretty outgoing person, I enjoy a laugh with friends and enjoy writing poetry. I hope they all make sense, in a hazy poetic way. :-D / / I'd love to make new friends and if there's any lesbians out there I'm gay and single, a huge romantic and lover of many things including chocolate, food, laughter and hugs. Email me, we can wax and wane whimsically together. :-) / / I'd love to just get talking to a few people and have a laugh, the world needs more laughter! / / Thank you for all the wonderful comments and for being so encouraging towards my poems, I truly appreciate it! Thank you very much.
She followed the wind as she sang into the night,
A lullaby for all the children sleeping wrapped up tight,
A song to soothe a thousand souls,
Upon the breast to enliven a thousand goals.
The joyful and saddening songs of the night,
Passed between ruby lips - a joyful sight.
Her heart burning with passion,
Her eyes a glow,
She started up humbly, coarse and low,
A story of a young girl turned old,
Up in Scotland, starting her journey through the cold,
Caledonia, it's title my sweethearts, you will see,
My song, forged from experience and joyful glee.
Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 11:27 PM UTC
It's ten forty five, 31st December,
And I find myself watching the clock,
With champagne almost gone,
The night full of hope for a better tomorrow,
I find myself thinking about my book,
Hoping to get published,
One day,
we'll see what the editors say.
As the New Year countdown starts,
I find myself watching the clock,
Will I find a brighter tomorrow?
Or just another year of the same,
In that case I've only got myself to blame.
Dec 31, 2015
Dec 31, 2015 at 5:49 PM UTC
How do I feel?
I’m feeling, a bit overwhelmed, I don’t have my friend anymore,
I’ll be honest, my cuddle buddy has left me and now I’m relaying on tea
A poor substitution,
Or is it my saving grace? Am I too far gone?
I’m not even going to mention its name,
I can’t look at it, for fear of feeling a craving,
Am I scared of a cigarette packet or myself?
Will I make it through even one day of abstinence?
My heart replies no, my mind screams ‘you’ve got to…
This can’t be your life, the weight crushing you each and every day,
But you pretend you’re ok with it’.
It’s like nothing I had ever encountered before,
I remember trying a cigarette years ago,
In uni, andhated the bitter taste,
How can someone somehow get used to the taste,
And enjoy it? Addiction is a powerful thing,
I need to go one day without it, that’s my goal,
Then count the days and forget about it once I’m over it.
I wish I could just go back to high school and live my life over,
I’d be happier and would not have made the same mistakes,
I never would have become a smoker.
I am a wannabe nonsmoker.
Doubts cloud my mind, can I unravel my subconscious,
Deal with my demons and not give in?
What will it be like to be a reformed smoker?
Absolute bliss I think, and I can spoil myself with chocolate.
Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 4:52 PM UTC
I saw her in the bushes,
A fairy, golden and giggling at me,
She whispered 'follow me',
'I have a secret world to show you you see',
We walked to a secret oak,
I was mesmerised everytime she spoke,
We journeyed down the path,
And found the fairies hiding place,
There was about twenty, glowing and full of grace.
Now you've seen us you can never leave,
For others wouldn't believe.
'My name's Anabelle and this is Steve'. :)
The two fairies danced in celebration,
'Welcome to our world.'
Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 7:53 PM UTC
Where am I going?
At this rate, nowhere,
Who do I want to become?
No idea,
Do I want to be a youth worker,
Or do I want to work in mental health,
It's a tough choice, I just don't know.
Researching course after course,
Just hoping one idea will stand out amongst the others,
What will I do?
I don't have a clue.
Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC
Why when we ask someone their orientation,
Why do we look down on bisexuals?
we see their attraction to both genders as a negative,
When we should be free to be and love whoever we choose,
Without this bi hatred dragging us down,
It's unfair and downright ugly,
To assume the chances of someone cheating is higher if they're bi,
No a loving, commited bi person is not bound to cheat
Oh there's more people to cheat with if they like both genders.
If they're commited to their partner that should be enough.
No, they're still trying to figure themselves out, it's a phase.
Give them a break, ****** orientation and attraction is fluid.
It can't be guessed or pigeon holed into one category.
Just choose already,
Like hell will I choose because you tell me to,
I'll choose when I fall in love.
Be that with a man or woman.
Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 10:42 PM UTC
There once was a lad from Mould,
Who always did what he was told,
He always ate brown sauce with his lunch,
And never went to any parties,
Or drank alcoholic punch.
He never rebelled,
His socks never smelled,
He wore pink socks to class,
And always farted in mass.
Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 2:01 PM UTC
I have no chat,
And that really is that,
No messages to ponder,
No hills to wander.
It's a shame I have no chat.
Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 9:12 PM UTC
There's a party on the hill,
Yet my heart yearns for more still,
Is it an eclipse? Should we have a barbecue,
What about Stonehenge? That's one hell of a view,
Take some alcoholic drinks,
We'll have a great time me thinks,
Have a laugh, make some friends,
The laughter never ends.
Jul 14, 2015
Jul 14, 2015 at 7:09 PM UTC
In this mundane, robotic world,
We need flights of fancy,
To mull over with mulled wine,
Some vivid flights of fancy.
Clubbing, on the dance floor,
Oh that would be great
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 1:07 PM UTC