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Victoria Cooper The Man With No Face - Poem by Victoria Cooper Run, run, run away, from the man with no face. A business suit of black, sword-sharp tendrils on his back, and leaves without a trace. Run, run, run and hide, somewhere you think he cannot find. No matter where you hide, he'll be standing right by your side, glaring with his non-existent eyes. He says, 'don't you fret my dear, it will all be over soon. I'll be waiting here for you.' Run fast as you can, far away from the Slenderman. Fly high across the sky from here to kingdom come. Keep on running until you're done. He says, 'don't you fret my dear, it will all be over soon. I'll be waiting here for you.' Run, run, run away, from the man with no face. Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about The Man With No Face by Victoria Cooper Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Victoria Cooper's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost Television Roald Dahl
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Brandy Avery ~ ~ Stoirm Liom - Poem by Brandy Avery Rinne mé mé féin i mbaol, tá mé in iúl dom féin cúram. Tá mé oscail mo chroí dúnta go daingean. Is é mo sábháilteachta imithe, tá sé a thuilleadh ag fanacht ann, tá mo chosaint tar éis titim ó chéile. Is féidir aon duine choinnigh riamh an gheallúint sin. Bheadh ár gcroí a bheith sábháilte. Ár gcroí chosaint ó dhochar. Is féidir le A nóiméad a athrú. Tá mothú go bhfuil aisteach. Gach dóigh linn agus ba mhaith liom a bheith acu. Fós cuirimid fáilte roimh an stoirm mighty fiú i ár uaigheanna. Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about ~ ~ Stoirm Liom by Brandy Avery Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Brandy Avery's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost Television Roald Dahl