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My friend wanted to hold you close to his chest, Get an i-spy camera snap you both in embrace. Yesterday he spoke to your father at a street corner, Told him he escorted your mother to work that morning.
To me you're the sun,And you're right that it's fun,Now in exactly the way that you'd think.Like stretching out just right,In a puddle of light,With a snack, a book, and a drink.
Tonight I will write a happy poem A poem about how I survived the day Or maybe about the day I have intended to survive tomorrow Or the good memories
Happy Birthday, I love you My first thought when I woke today Happy Birthday, I remember you A story I wrote with the stress lines on my forehead Happy Birthday and I miss you Miss your laugh
Tears stain the fake leather of my boots the salt fringed watermarks where I left my heartstrings There are so many marks I have left behind In all the cities I have ever loved And even some that I cannot remember
Hate to let you goOur life till now has beenhigh drama in a showWe both have given up ontrying to make things right,all we do is fight,stuck in a hopeless plight.I wish you wouldn’t go
I walk with the confidence of kings With the swagger of a solo artist With the ease of an egret And all the nuances in between When you see me walk by You can ask me Or judge me
Happiness is a bubble The more you reach for it The farther away it seems to be But when you’re in it Really in it It’s as fragile as porcelain
Today I am tears of joy Triumphs on a mountaintop Autumn leave and funny T-shirts Today I am shaking knees Giggles for no reason I am songs hummed to no one The squeak of new shoes
For the first time in a long time I am writing about being alone, but not in my usual way, Usually when I talk about being alone, it is in a negative way, and it leaves me with only sad things to say.
Am I happy? Or do I pretend... do I put up with bullshit because I really want to, or because I’m used to it ? Do I know what I want versus what I need? What is it that I really want... life is hard.
I let you into my life One breath at a time My parts, too, are promises Curve a curl behind my ear as I Tell you a secret
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Your Wife You were on edge. So on edge, You had the reaction to harm those Who caught you off guard.
Wonders of the world have me feeling small. How many adventures I haven't experienced. Open the doors and embarking in the labrynth. Time to explore those wonders once and for all.
“I want to go to New York” She says. I look back at her. My little sister With excitement in her eyes. Now she stands
To make happiness soup you need a pot seasoned with care, And begin with a quart of smiles, now you're ready to prepare. To start add a cup of hope and a dash of confidence,
It's so insane to think that we can hear one word and allow it to change our whole mood, And in many cases when you start to finally take care of yourself, people decide to tell you that you are being rude.
Aphrodite’s bliss- Never came close, to this. To be Gibralatar Barred against the briny black rock. There is freedom- You can’t have in marble arms.
T’was the middle of the day and all was about. All were awake, except for one snout. Throughout the busy city and the peaceful neighborhood,
Previous month wasn't just the end of beginning of new month. It's not just how time flies. But how time upgrades to new stage.
hug who you love if i could offer you only one tip for the future, it would be to hug. don’t ever question if it’s okay to embrace your loved ones, it’s been proven that people love to love and to be loved.
Grip me tighter, Im drifting from afar He has his hooks in me, saying no is the hard part. I need your kind of love to rebuild my broken heart. Don't give up on me before we've given it a fair start.
He told me, I was beautiful. More alluring than the night sky. Then began naming our constellations. One he named Forever. The other? And Always.
He told me, I was beautiful. More alluring than the night sky. Then began naming our constellations. One he named Forever. The other? And Always.
Life is big long emotion It’s an unpredictable roller coaster Sometimes people fall off the ride They don’t land on their feet While others are just fine Sometimes we smile at strangers
breeze like soft hands brushing hair out of my eyes dandelion seeds float through the sun-bathed sky light as feathers soft earth below my feet is humble and grounding
beauty is perpetually imperative to my existence. i pride myself on the fact that i can view even the ugliest things as breathtaking and groundbreaking,
Thank you! For being the moon in my dark nights, A good afternoon in the bad days, The best mom as always... The rest can't fit in this page, You don't get tired with age. None won't be as real as you,
It is 2:30 am, Thursday night You’ve gone to sleep and I can’t stop thinking about you My heart feels heavy but in the best way, my thoughts feel light
leave the windows open all day; let the house forget the feeling of dust and fingernails. make the doors wing open with haste; feel the souls of children bleeding out with the urge
Happiness is something that has to come from within, If you keep looking around for it, you will be disappointed with the way that it could have been. It can be hard to be genuinely happy in a world that is so uncertain,
Today I am happy. Tomorrow, I'm happier. But when is the right time? In the morning we're grumpy and sour and sweet. In the monring we're tired but don't eat the meat. We slurp smoothies.
Walking on keys, clink, clink, clink, each one makes a different note. Whether I hop, walk, or run, I make a happy melody. White, black, white, black, incomplete stripes. Walking on keys,
A smile A neutral expression A shifting thought A slight grin A curving lip A high cheek bone A twinkling pair of eyes A widening face A flashing of teeth
You make me smile in a time I forgot I knew how. A twinkle in my eyes and a sweat on my brow To stifle a laugh under breath made of steel You taught me to laugh, to smile, and to feel
A lullaby drifts on a distant breeze Sapphire’s twinkle in the light of his eyes Dust settles down like the my tears when they cry While a sweet silent shiver drips down from the skies
Where did that voice go?You remember it, right? The one that muttered Sharp, syrupy, perforating words After each compliment And about everyone else
you’ll never know that i drive away smiling going over everything you’ve said, your sweater is on my chest but i wish it was your head.
you have a million suitors anyone who meets you becomes entranced by your beauty the better men try to look a little deeper
I want to go away from home Home is not here, not right now Home is where your happy I am happy but I'm not Happy Home is where your free I want to feel free Free of rules and madness
My arms stay open for you, So, please come closer for me. A heart that beats so rhythmically, I’m surrounded by all your melodies. Craving the embrace of all your warmth,
As the light hit my face I embraced it Although it was a gloomy day I was still thankful I have so much Much more than other children in 3rd world countries I have food, clothes, shelter
Haiti By: Abbey Windham They carry on Day after day The smiles on their faces As white as pearls from the roaring oceans Their homes are shambles Pieces of trash nailed together
Have you ever seen a color and thought about what it would be like as a person? I wonder if it's personality is visible and certain. How yellow sings when it sees the sun,
Have you ever seen a color and thought about what it would be like as a person? I wonder if it's personality is visible and certain. How yellow sings when it sees the sun,
Outside, it was miserable and rainy: A cold day in November. I held the photo against the lamp On a dark day in November. It was old, blurry and grainy, But enough to make me remember.
So full of questions He said with a smirk and laughter in his eyes. Yes But you are so full of answers I answered back with a simple tone. He laughed and I watched the way
You miss every poem that you don’t writeYou miss every battle that you don’t fightSometimes it’s ok to miss a thing or twoBut I’d never want to miss a birthday for you
Running around in the fields giggling so hard, this ain't no battlefield Running to go catch the person ahead Crossing the finish line, your legs feel dead Shaking hands and giving hugs
sage /sāj/ noun 1. a plant with green leaves that are primarily used for cooking, originating from southern europe and the mediterranean.
This body. One heart. Two valves. 300 million veins. 37 trillion cells. Regenerating every second to keep you alive.
Distractions help ease the pain of constant thoughts. Keep busy.Safe. As the pain and heart break ease, so do the distractions.No more painting. Drawing. Creative outlooks.
Colors of the trees, sound of the bees, Trickle of the stream, beautiful sunbeam, Tickle of the breeze, pretty scent of posies, Nature has no certain flaw, these are the things that leave me in awe.
My day was shit Until you came up in conversation And then I went on about you My face lit up and I felt all sunny yellow inside Even my cheeks went strawberry pink
words spill out of my mouth and ooze from my skin at the sight of a july day spent in the sun admiring the light slipping through the trees and onto her skin
he could grip his hands around my throar, and push down until oxgen was nothing, but a far away dream, and still all he would have to do is say its this, or you'll never feel my lips again
Oh, at long last, I’ve found you, Although, the news Ain’t so good, Seems you found love… You seem happy, And so fulfilled But did I think that, You’d be lonely,
I was happy, TV nightly, As a family, Simple pleasures, ‘Any Umbrellas?’ Family holidays, I was happy, Perhaps the world was happy, Or happier at least.
O how Ruefully I pine For mi pueblito perdido, What I wouldn’t give, To be young again, And happy as I was back then. Maria, full of peace, Do you remember
The complaints long pending,
I’m sorry that I couldn’t make you happy I’m sorry that I can’t make myself happy I’m sorry that happiness isn’t a language I speak But I loved you I’m sorry if I pushed you away
You are perfect. That’s it. I said it. Perfect.
23: that’s how many days it took to stop thinking about you every time I woke up. It’s how many times I sat alone with hurt in my eyes this year alone.
I am mountains staggered and strong in a valley of skin. I am warm leather showing age and a life that was lived. I am wind blowing through golden fields of grain. I am the glimmer in ancient eyes, the earthy hue of my hazel windows.
long ago, once upon a time without a worry in the world I knew life would be just fine as I grew and as I learned all of a sudden I had more concerns that really scared me at first
In the light I awaken, in my mothers womb in my mothers house in my dirty hands in dirt. In the dark I ponder, in the office in the papers filled with numbers
My glow up is when I'm the best me The best me is who I ought to be I can be on the outside pretty But who am I? What do I see? A caged animal? Or someone free? I'm the best me when I'm happy
A slave to my memories I used to be Seeing the love in my life falter It would still me Drain me of hope Plague me of peace
nothing turns into something im surrounded with grey rays of dim light a storm cloud looms over my head they catch the rain but the storm doesnt pass my clothes are soaked and my mascaras running
Perspiration and butterflies Trembles of anxiety Drowning in blue with tangled chords-- annoying Heavy metal hung around my clammy skin
don’t let the good times cover the bad soak in those moments but never feel sad to have felt such joy is a blessing alone let go of that boy put down that phone
throwing a plate like a frisbee into a concrete wall
when was it? when i had to think about loved ones never coming back when was it? when i had to grow up to help my mom the way she was suppose to help me when was it?
when was it? when i had to think about loved ones never coming back when was it? when i had to grow up to help my mom the way she was suppose to help me when was it?
You're kind of crazy and I am too, I'm only me when I'm with you. You make me smile like a child, I hope you'll stick around and stay awhile. You make me feel so safe inside,
Even when I think it'll be a rainy day, I watch my blue skys fade away from grey. Sunflowers dance all around, Under the clouds I'll never be found. I love my little flower garden,
Your voice slips and rolls like honey. And, your tone sounds just as sweet. You treat me as if I were a fragile bird. Your gaze opens wide and centers on me.
It's been years now but, the words still hurt like it was yesterday. I am grown now but, why do I still feel this childish hurt everday. I say im happy but, I still find myself in the back of the room or comfortable only in the shadows.
Feeling blue is an emotion I'm too familiar with. When I feel a wave of melancholy coming on, I like to dance. My preference is slow dancing, With the one I love by my side.
he lays in her lap as her petal-soft fingers run through his star-ridden curls he tells her that her freckles could make an entire galaxy
it was blossom of spring a spring in my step a beautiful flower rising up from the broken dirt the blossoming of new found and new born life the life of a girl who used
i remember when we had no smartphones. life was so much simpler. i remember being excited to play ball. i remember being excited to skate. i remember being excited to dance. i remember being excited to live.
Somethings different about the way you wake up in the morning A deep breath and a smile as you roll out of bed Still groggy, but doing your daily steps regardless There's something odd about the way you walk
In the moment that i realized I love you, my life became an endless summerRays of light pierced through the skyMy heart blossomed as the sunflowers do& the salty ocean waves crashed playfully onto the shore the way your lips crash onto mine My
Can it be changed? mended? altered? no.Do i worry? bite? tap?yes.Feel miserable? uninterested? Still?yes. But why do I do this?But why do I waste my energy being sad, mad, uncomfortable, upset?
Strong enough to destroy you. Powerful enough to prevail you.
Cold wet toes hug the sandpaper edge
Fear. The mess of tangled thoughts, mangled anxieties, strangled shouts That invades your brain On quiet nights. Fear.
When I was small I would believe That Fairies surrounded me And protected me From the bad But when I grew My fairies turned to dew And formed my tears And leaked to the ground
All smiles All happiness But I don’t know why Are they making me happy? I tell myself yes I think I’m trying to reassure myself
Quit fucking staring at me. You have a hole in your head! No thumbs. Or fingers, for that matter. Just tacky brown rubber stubs
Life is full of joy Humans buy me toys I go on walks And chase things that squawk The world is my playground I like to run around
I wrote a poem about you I called it 'I wrote a poem about you My heart spoke to my mind My pen wrote words that were hard to find Nevertheless I wrote you a poem To tell you that I don't know who you are
Hey, you. Yeah, you. It's ok to be sad. But I just wanna tell you that you're loved. Okay? It's ok to want to be alone. But I just wanna tell you that I'm here for you. Okay?
Working 9 to 5 on minimum wage, until old age. It's not about the money, honey. You don't fell brave, just like a slave, but you gave until you entered a maze. Confused and abused, you refuse to blow a fuse.
Hey, you. Yeah, you! I love you. Have a great day. I gotta reiterate. (Just in case.)
Hey, you. Yeah, you! Have a great day today. (I love you.) !
Teach me, love. Anger envelops me, I never resist it. This type of behavior will lead me to felonies. Please stain my memories. Teach me forgiveness.
I meet a boy who gave my hope in my adolescent days A few months passed and we eloped Although he ended up treating me like a joke A year went by and our daughter arrived
I want you. I don't tell you but I think it every day. I want you. Putting emphasis on every word I say it three times over. I want to kiss you unil are lips are raw and there is no emotion left to be shared.
Clouds are endless, When way up high, towards the edges of the sky. Also soft, Plush, enough to catch The common by and by. Stars, those shooting stars When the sky falls.
The peace I will feel when, my eyes are unable to blink, when my legs are unable to swing. the peace I will feel when, my hair stops growing, mouth stops smiling. The peace, when my heart
Euphoria, the feeling a bee feels when it finds a daisy. the feeling a dog has, when it finds a bone a bird, a seed. a lion, a zebra me, you.
I feel like an artist, Desperately trying to blend, My darkened soul, Into the rainbow that was once, My mind.
Your hands slowly, Trace their way down my thigh. Your lips, Make their way to my chest. But what is lust, If we don’t have love?
You are always here when I'm mad, Or sad, Or happy, Or anything really. I turn to you when I need to get away from life, you are always here for me.
The quiet screams echoing in the darkness Wait till daylight comes The soft claws of a murder of crows laying in wait for prey Wait till daylight comes
Being small was never a problem. It meant Max could crawl into small spaces,. And being last in class to lose his first baby tooth, Was also never a problem--
Tuesdays and Thursdays were like Shuffling feet Donuts to eat
Has anyone gone Carol-ing lately?Have you bellowed out a tune?Laced with rhythms and bluesBeats that dance on their ownHave you rhymed your time?Redeeming the precious secondsOf a new day
Little man in a lengthy norm Weak in strength from his tinfoil form Work your way to show you are strong With your breathless blows and tired arm Look to death and try and complain
When I have both earphones in my ears, I swear I can dance. The right playlist is all I need. Either in my snow rimmed mirror. In the path of hardware. I'll prance.
I saw you today. You sat there and laughed. I was near certain That I was going mad. I watched you sit there, With a laugh and a smile. I nearly started crying. Haven't seen them in a while.
My family doesn't like you. They judge from what they hear. But I know you better, Now let me make this clear: You're my husband and constant companion. You're my family, and my friend.
Sometimes, i just think what if i left everything behind me? and i flew to the sky beyond ours that we see at night silence would be all around no hateful words to be found living on a star
Power to the fist Power to defeat Power to challenge Vested in a pen, a pencil, a feather was the power to plaster my emotions Doesn’t sound too strong but let me fill you in on a secret It is
Life is so precious truly a gift something so sweet like a mother’s kiss from beginning to end a joyful ride like rifing the waves on the greatest tide from being a child
what is a beat dusk to dawn settled down influenced by the near uprising peaceful. safe. chained within
Why am I chained down by my suffering and misery? Please, can someone set me free? Can you send me to my eternal resting place? To be free from my suffering.
It’s my first time. The words. Hanging off my tongue. He’s the first. He’s special. We’ve been together for so long time. I’m nervous. Terrified. Ecstatic.
I look forward to The long summer nights, When we’ll laugh until we’re gasping for air, When we’ll run through the grass pelting each other with water balloons. We’ll clink our glasses of water
They started small at first, but now they are violent. Everytime i'm near him it makes me thirst Thirst for a love that won't become violet. I love my butterflies they don't tell lies.
Life is meticulous. it lingers on, trapped in between the cracks of "destiny", and "maybe". and everything is shady or burning in the blaze of ray beams ... and right now its flaming.
I see her walking down the hallway She doesn't see me Or she does but doesn't bother noticing She's smiling And she's laughing And she's so Happy I wish I could be
I am free I am open I am a flowing river with words streaming from my fingertips pooling on paper. Expression. I am alive in a world where many are dead or maybe not really dead
Oh look how the rose withers. Oh look how the petals fall. With time it begins to shrivel, Till time fine’ly makes its call.
You’re the sweetest melody playing within. The thumpy-thump in the midst of my heart. The soothing, mellow tune lulling me to sleep While I lie quietly, still, listening in the dark.
Your pink, rosey lips delicately fell onto the bones of my hips. Your beaming, bright smile can send my heartbeat and I traveling over a mile. Your dainty, lingering fingertips, could repair sinking ships.
Never let your Past catch up to yourself No matter how much the past stabs your back keep your head up and run with those who give you hope We as humans are born to endure hatred and Depression
Smile for yourself Make sure everyone knows you're alive No one Exists for a Second The little things matter more than you think Being told you're Pretty Being told you're Amazing And most importantly
I hate the feeling of nostalgia. I can try to go on a walk in the road, just to clear my head. But all it does is stuff my head with more memories. The summer afternoons after swimming in the
All this time, and I still can't fathom How inveterately gentle you are; You are an impossible amalgam, A sundry of delightful examplars. With soft words and a sonorous message,
I feel ecstasy in these equations, I'm delighted by these approximations. How many piano tuners are there in Chicago? Puzzling through it sets my heart aglow. My enthusiasm is hard-won,
Their pedals burst the color of rejoicement And lighten any room. Anyone would be excited To watch even a dozen bloom. High, tall, and proud Darling sunflowers grow. You have many uses
Passion, music, worldly delight; Ecstatic, they celebrate all night. For at dawn, there are sacrifices; Pleasures to be spurned as vices. Humanity has this wonderful disposition.
Dear Deer, My deepest apologies for stopping you here. I simply noticed something simple
Dear Deer, My deepest apologies for stopping you here. I simply noticed something simple
Dolphin Gray - The color of my favorite Crayola Crayon At six years old slightly blue-tinted gray catching my eye
To my depression: I spent too long loving you and being held hostage to the warmth you’d radiate because I was always so cold
Dear Anxiety, Not a day goes by where I am without you Not a day goes by where I like you From holding me back To making me cry From filling my head with negatvity To making me freeze
I think the reason we cry when we are just that happy, is because we are afraid to lose something, that is so rare to find . . . or at least that's what I do with you.
I love to smile, A s much as fish loves dry land M aking everyone else happy S inging with a mute voice
To the monster inside of me, You’ve had your fun, You thought you prevailed, You thought you had won. I never thought it would end,
dear nicholas and twila, when i was so much younger i was sad and often cried i always felt alone no matter how hard i tried
A room awash with warmth. Tea steaming within a porcelain cup. Quiet resounds henceforth. Everything is looking up. No people now. No thoughtless phrases to cause harm. I'm alone, yet somehow
You say you know what the world means When you never know your silent screams . The world is pretty with all to do Where everyday there is something new . But tell me this
Dear my love, I saw you today, you spoke to me and my universe turned to align with yours. I turned into the blushing bashful schoolgirl I though I would never be
If I could find a mirror, I'd clean it through and through. Then, resolutely, I'd show a star to you. While superficially unassuming, Within the glass you'll find Ghosts of a cosmos once blooming;
What if dying isn't deathIf when we leave this world… The weight of it is simply off our chest When we take that final breath
Hey what's up, u know how it is It's Joe with a Fro Happy Birthday Hope you had fun because soon after here comes the sun You entered a new decade congrats
Dear Dad, I look back on the days When you showed me all of your love Showed me all of your care When I thought you just acted tough Always left your side fast
Dear Ma, The eleventh of March Nineteen seventy-nine Baby born at this time Little foot with an arch; Her dark green eyes glistened As she looked at her mom Pat held her in her palm
Dear My First Love, Second guessing my hope in us Comes from the misguiding thoughts of others Talk of wanting better for me Goes through one ear and out of the other But I know what is best for me
Dear Joshua, We left when it could still be night. My eyes still bore the evidence of sleep deprivation.
Dear Coffee, You are the start of my mornings, the end to my evening slumps. Sometimes you come with sugar and cream, sometimes you do not.
Awake upon this garden You who belies life and lives For the wind in your hair Sing upon this sunshine You who decries truth and spies Magic in the air Golden opportunity mixed
Heaven wafts through the house Smoked brisket, mac n' cheese, Mom's homemade cookies Ava excitedly talks to me About Achievement Hunter Those crazy guys are at it again
As the wind blows and The rain pounds on my window, You hold me tight and don't let go. I fall asleep in your arms, Waiting for a rainbow That I hope will come, The one that you promised was just
Some people Love it Hate it Indifferent I hate them I go into a daze I get depressed I cry for no reason I have mood swings I feel like rather Than everyone is
What is happiness? By: Madalyne Gonzalez There are so many people who focus only on the negative At moments, it gets kind of repetitive When negativity is all that you see
I'm still happy, Even through the pain. What's a rainbow worth, Without a little rain?
Do not say anything, Not even a word. Even if you want me to, I connot ablige. Untill you have seen, My life through my eyes.
(This is a reverse poem. Read starting from left to right all the way to the bottom of the poem. Then, read from left to right from the bottom of the poem to the start of the poem!) You must never change yourself for anybody
White sheets lay an adventure through my brainCross minded, open sighted lines puncturing while my existence is indicatedWe are the center of our own worldown universeown fight.
They say home is where the heart is So I built us a house of cliches Cut out the electricity, Because they say love is blind
I have run from fearsFor too many yearsNot knowing if you careBut say that, I don’t dare With lies people spit outI am beginning to doubtI don’t know what to doWhen the hurt seeps through
To the boy who swept me off my feet in less than a day, I just want to say, It's so hard to put my feelings at bay When I have to see you everyday From now 'til May. So tell me your secret way,
In daybreak the bird, Chipper and gay, twitters his Joy to those with ears.
Share your smile with the world.It's a symbol of friendship and peace.Because of your smileYou make life more beautiful and prestige
darling, you are broken and your ruins are the worst i have ever seen
I find joy walking in the rain with you. The wind brings a biting chill And the water droplets sink into my clothes. The sky is a flat, endless gray.
I'd do anything you'd ask me to, because I love you... Although, I asked for nothing in return; But, for your love too... Who is she! Why is she texting you?! What does she want! Give me all your passcodes.
I am human, so are you. I am learning, and you are too. The mistakes we make, we learn to forgive. This is the real love, we have to give. But not to worry, not to fret.
You are the only cloud on a sunny day. Because of you, I have shade on the hottest day of the year.
Because I love you, a smile tugs at my lips at the sound of your name. Because I love you, my stomach becomes a butterfly garden when I see your smile.
A healthy relationship means we are both happy in this. It’s not a burden. It’s amazing, It’s wanted. The downs are worth it because they build up the relationship.
It teaches you who you are And shows you what you’re becoming The foundation To healthy relationships So that you’re not left there stumbling There’s only one person I’ve ever fallen in love with
Why? Because I love you! Every morning, one of my favorite parts of the day, I get to wake up next to you. Every night, another favorite of mine, is lying in bed with you by my side.
“How was your day, Sweetie?” “I should get one for my partner too.” “I mean… Would you want to?” It’s as simple as that.
Dear momma Thank you for giving me Real Love The kind of love where I feel safe enough To be myself and shine Real Love
Love is Having a bad day and instantly getting cheered up by your loved one. Love is Having a constant, walking reassurance standing by your side Love is Feeling Homesick when they you are apart
Because I love you, I understand if you are overwhelmed and can't get to the phone. I do not expect all of you, all the time. Sometimes minds are else where and that's okay. Just let me be there.
Would it mean the same in words If I took your hand in mine? To glance across your sleeping face Or rest my head, benign? When we say, “I love you.” What forces make it so?
They say I'm the strong one because when we hold hands I cradle yours softly. I'm the strong one because I defend you, because I check your wounds and bandage thick cuts from work. They call me a flame, wild and free and fierce.
Love is not tears Manipulation or jeers Nor is it lies and coercion. Love does not hurt
You make me healthy and old I always wanna hold you during the night to keep you safe and hold you tight I never look at anyone else I love you more than myself I would do anything for you
She feels lighter, somehow Something soft and gentle in my arms The same pink mouth and doe-eyes The same soft skin on the back of her neck
Because I love you, when you're near my stomach drops. Because I love you, I stay up all night wondering what did I do to deserve such a beautiful human being.
Because I love you, when you're near my stomach drops. Because I love you, I stay up all night wondering what did I do to deserve such a beautiful human being.
You think I'm smart, I'm really not You think I'm brave, but no You think I'm upbeat, proud, happy, When I often succumb to the darkness inside of me Just because I like pink
To talk to sing to sigh, the sounds we know. The looks, the smile, the physical fall. As ever beautiful as the sun burns, But not the language of us in awe. Though if there be words of his longed return
Because I love you I will help you when you're down Because I love you I will do my best to never make you frown Because I love you
Because I love you, I will always reminisce on the times we had together. From holding hands in the stores, or cuddling when it was rainy and cold. From getting daily "I love you texts", and kisses on the forehead as reminders.
I love you and because I love you I'll never take you for granted; Because I love you I'll be there in your best, I'll be there in your worst; Because I love you.
I am thankful for you You had helped me with more happiness You helped us move a better home though it is a struggle, I love it You helped me go to my favorite place on Earth, the rollercoasters were amazing
When we fell together my heart was full of hope. Butterflies then Autumn leaves swirling around us was all I could see. Because I love you, I want you to know the real me.
This morning I woke up beside him He kissed me ‘till I was awake We laid there for hours, limbs knotted around each other Until I rose to cook breakfast The night before, I came home, exhausted
I want you to be happy. I want to see you smile everyday. I want you to feel beautiful. I want you to be surrounded by people who care about you. I want to dream big, go far, and make it all come true.
Not many people are as lucky as I Not everyone has you Some express their jealousy, others express their praise But I just need to thank you
Because you love me You would answer every shaky breath of mine with "are you okay?" Because I love you I kissed away your tears and held you so tightly Because you love me
As this sprouted, there were no expectations. No hopes or predictions. Just children searching for support among their peers. Life had taken a toll on us, and without this love we would fade away. As this blossomed, this love became something
“I Love You” What does a "healthy relationship" mean to you? Poetry Slam
Fulfillment Enticing me Shining Sso bright! Happiness Glowing Inspiring Flowing! No shadow, No doubt Of the feelings I possess! Wanting, Needing, Longing,
“Our Love” All our lives we’ve been taught that we need food, water, and shelter to live But my love, all I need is you
Your love is true, It is authentic. I am not just some trophy for you, Another accomplishment checked off your list; The love I have been craving, The love I have wished To find, I have found it
If I were an artist and you were my muse I'd paint you a thousand times so I could hear your voice for a million years I'd paint you with gold like the stars in the sky
We were out on a night time hike watching the stars look down at us while the moon smiled back, Because you know how I love to watch time jump on a shooting star and fly past us when I’m with you,
L o v e was domestic violence L o v e was emotional abuse L o v e was choosing him over me L o v e was staying because you've already invested in so much time L o v e was miserable L o v e was pain
The horizon doesn't seem too far, The sun's heat gives me warmth, Though I am so close, It doesn't burn Slowly, all my fears are melting away.
Because I love you Means asking how your day was Or what you want to eat. I love you means "I've got you," I'll never let you fall to your feet. It means something deeper
Because I love you... I make bad choices. Because I love you... I am blind, but. Because I love you, I am happy. I am no longer confused, my path is made clear. Because I love you...
Because I love you I don’t say I love you I know you can’t say it back right now. Right now The words are stuck inside our throats Like stones.
Every time I feel like drowning I just think of all the things I have in life. I try to be happy, but I don’t know what true happiness is.
I was wandering alone Weak, wobbly, withering I was surrounded by blankness Bleak, black barren - You found me Fateful, faithful You pulled me up Peaceful, patient -
Soft words, soft hands brushing back your loose hair strands. Loving kisses to say goodnight two strong arms when things aren't right. Wiping away your tears of pain not restraining you like a ball and chain.
Sometimes words can be tossed, Their actual meanings lost. Sometimes words are hand selected,
Across an ocean of stars, Above a mountain of garbage. I'll show you the scars, And my hollow of Solace.
Broken Fixers. This life isn't broken. It was never a working thing. The people didn't know. They cry
failed marriage couple kids to take care of one named tom the other named Sarah 1 went with the mom other with went with the dad cried herself to sleep from all the wreckage
He probes, what are we?I utter, what are we supposed to be?There was still dubietyAmidst them and their duty He bestows a philosophyWe aren’t yet,The kind of allianceThat we should be
Spring sprouted alive in his smile, In the skies turned an iridescent blue,In the winds that matted his hair with wild lilies,In the early morning dew, In the thin and transparent leaves
Show me what love can be Open the doors to infinite. Show me what love can do Let's get some action between me and you. Show me what love can say Tell me everything will be okay
It’s the moment you look at them. Every single time your eyes meet, You know in your heart, there, that’s were you want to be.
Last night I dreamt of you, we were just like we used to be. We we're watching the moon cover the sun, we had felt so free. You held my hand and squeezed it so tight. I knew in that moment that everything would be alright.
The cool breeze softly blows through the hot air, shaking the leaves of the coconut trees that stand tall amongst her. She runs through the flock of chickens scaring them off while a herd of cows pass by.
my life wasnt right all i wanted to do is grab a knife and leave it all behind thinking it would make things right...not knowing
I heard your voice over my morning alarm. Then it was silence. I picked myself off of the hard wood floor, Got dressed Reached for the door and felt you on its brassy doorknob.
I had lost hope in love through countless loss, leaving disappointment and heartbreak as the sides of my emotional coin toss. When all signs pointed to perpetual sorrow and loneliness,
The Beauty Of A Women : The beauty of a woman Is not in the clothes she wears, The figure that she carries, Or the way she combs her hair.
On long car ridesShe chooses the music playedCarefully setting the moodUsing songs to portray emotionShe turns melodies i
There is a stupidity in this world. It drifts from person to person And it lingers in crowds. It is subtle but so widely stretched It encompasses the whole of humanity.
There are so many things I will never be able to express. But you are beutiful like stars are beutiful. Your laugh sounds like a gentle stream over pretty little River rocks.
Killing time. trying to get people to understand me. but they can not. Just like i can not understand them. Every man is an island. seperated from all by the oceans of our skulls. trapped in our heads.
My love: Listen you don’t have to say a word, hush. I swear to the stars your eyes make night sky blush. Scarlet hue washes over the moon till dusk;
Open your door, and walk outside.The cool breeze running it's oxygenized fingers through my strong blonde hair.There's no need for negativity at a time like this.
My eyes are swimming the bags under my eyes are filled with good thoughts. Sweet nothings float through my ears and my eye lids are made of lead. I sleep safely knowing I’m with you in my head.
Purest of forms naked and exposed to your criticism expecting daggers receiving butterflies.
I want to put on my favorite lipstick and kiss you until it's yours too.
The night is clearas the day draws near.Lost and alone on this unsettled ship.Up in the sky I see a lonely star;oh how it seems to guide me afar.I gaze to the star one of millions;
If you break my heart, I will not be shocked I’m waiting Not wanting, It’s called preparation It’s haunting,
I glisten I gleam I sparkle I beam. I'm happy I glow Not ice, but snow.
The city roads are full of potholes. The railroads creek and squeak with the passing of heavy machinery. I sit in the garage at my borther's home. I am a homeless college graduate--in debt.
Sometimes you look at me as though i’ve never kissed a girl before. I cannot tell if it is pity or love which causes you to fret over my virgin lips.
Some people's idea of happiness consist of tender moments with another. Other's consist of a smokey room full of friends. Other's, of piles of money and days full of laziness.
Alone Always appeared Similiar to drowning But today floats effortlessly Lovely
Once Laid Footsteps
As a child, I went through a very brief period of childhood before I was thrust into a world where monsters are not only very real, but a constant factor I had to face.
I am from Cadiz, from the ¨gator pond¨ next to my torn down trailer. I am from dangerous bike rides, dodging trees. From climbing rock cliffs and pulling off ticks.
Where I'm From by Ryan G. The ground is where I'm from, born out if the dust and dirt. I am from my family, and their laughter and love.
Alone My journey to Middletown Although I never thought that’s where I’d go We may be alone But that doesn’t mean we’re not connected
Throughout the past year, my beauty has grown upon me. I've been able to look in a mirror, and grin because I can accept what I see. My art has become a way of expression, and given me a sense of peace.
Oh how the winds have changed all wind blows with the curviture of the earth but not all whip and burst in the same directions Some winds dash throgh the trees and encourage leaves to dance
Grades have forever defined me. They no doubt made an effort to confine me. But this year was the year they designed me. A 30 on my ACT FINALLY free college for me! A chance for me to get to be
I am not the same girl I was yesterday. There are so many events that have paved the way.
the lines of her hands whisper of pinky promises the good and the bad the cold nights of tears broken hearts, hands, love the days thoughts are smothering "do you promise?" "yes."
Here I'm staring at the ocean Before I know it I lose track of time And there's no one beside me But I don't feel alone The leaves are chaning where you are Changing faster than you can see
The distant smell of a fireplace on a cold night, feeling that first rain drop of an impending storm, being offered the last slice of pizza among friends, getting cozy under a freshly-cleaned blanket,
It was the Winter of my being But outside I felt the heat. A lot of people I am seeing That I’m not pleased to meet.
I went away from all things I knew. I changed my view on life, paid attention to the little things. I learned to appreciate the small gestures made by strangers walking by. I left
Night Stars, Happy Scars, Little Regrets.
The Christmas spirit is in the air What a joy it is for everyone Families gather around the tree And have so much fun So jovial and jubilant Of a delightful mood Everyone is in such a frivolous manner
I have looked into the abyss Stood rooted in fear Paralyzed, my next move unclear Withheld myself from ever finding bliss
when you're sad You need to get happy but when your sadness runs deep through your bones through your veins through your heart and through your brain You need to get help to get happy.
From January to February I hit a new low in life Everything was bothering me All I thought about was the cold blade of a knife From March to May
The smile on my face My laugh makes you smile. And your smile makes me glow.
My life has been hard, this year was no different. Half way through I realized I'd missed it. From being comfortable and never alone, We were left without a home. In our car is where we stay
I can hear a rose cry It's Time to go I was able to get through I'm sure I'm happy now I was in a fog The Sun hid behind a tree The east consumes the Sky Yet darkness disappears
Everyday I woke, I worked, all day to day, no change.The broken record called "My Life", was simply played away.Routine will grind your smallest bones of vigor into naught,and as day and day pass away you'll find your heart has stopped.For me, for
Years go by as they always do Some go fast, others slow, But never a year taken so long As this year's past. Changes occur as they always do. Some welcome, some not. Haircuts and new friends,
Creeeaaaaakkkkkk kkkkkkaaaaaeeerC Deep breath Step out onto the sidewalk And breath the fresh summer air Feel the wind tangle in your hair
Why am I here I am behind a computer screen when I can be out exploring I want to travel the world Climb Mount Everest Swim between the Canyons in the sweet light blue water
January Another year, another promise to myself to be happy February The weather outside isn’t the only thing that’s cold The sadness transformed into hatred March I refuse to give up this time,
For me it was gold But for them its dirt The way they treat The way they speak But whatever it is I doesnt really fit They came along That wasnt too long Both singing a song
Sitting at lunch among my group of friends All of them, laughing until their hearts content Their smiles so bright it seems they never witnessed hardship
My soul is like a peace of paper; white and light and soft and new. My friends are like the pages; close enough to feel the pain, but like a page they too can turn away, who new.
Recently, applying for scholarships have become a blur. The number one question I get is What are you personal and educational goals? To me, stating my personal and educations goals seperately
January and new beginnings Followed by intense wrestling in February Little old ladies in their gardens at the end of March Listening to a good record during an April shower
Phone at one-hundred percent, Music app opened, Headphones plugged in, Zoned out. Brushes gathered, Paints wet, Cup filled with water, Ready. Image has been sketched.
A perfect and loyal friend From you jumping all over me, to a bark meaning hello, There is no other friend I would rather go To lick away my tears and tell all my fears. A walk in the park, A ride in te car,
Happy When life is down your must turn it around. Happy A pat on the back can get a life on track. Happy A simple nap will tighten the cap. Happy Life will get better Happy
Happy When life is down your must turn it around. Happy A pat on the back can get a life on track. Happy A simple nap will tighten the cap. Happy Life will get better Happy
The morning sun is like a coffee Liquid light streaming from the sky A cup of bliss for upturned faces Receiving the golden greeting from up high. The morning sun is like a letter
I see them. They start to emerge from the darkness. Slowly, enticing, flawless. The excitement builds inside me. And then... In unison they begin to move, their bodies in sync.
When I was younger, I used to think guys Needed to make me smile I thought boys completed empty parts Parts that first became bruised
I want to smile. I want to be happy all the time. I want to have fun with my friends. That does not always happen. Life gets in the way.
Somber winds beat against the door fallen words halted by the sound forgotten ways yearn for the past feelings once erupt are now bound without words how can I express,
The wind whispers as it ruffles through the trees. Birds sing along to nature's tune. The glowing sun shines through golden leaves as it rises to the day. A king to its kingdom.
Words drift into Oblivion The night stretches into Morning Alarm rings into Irritation Dawn breaks into
The leaves orange and yellow, carry me up through the woodland, to the mountains big and tall. Take me to the canyons, down to the plains, up to a valley, away from everything.
A breathless beauty forms in front of my eyes the cotton candy sky illuminating onto my skin the clash between red, orange, pink and purple mix together as one as if they were in love and never letting go
I very much enjoy the first bite of cake. As I scrape the fork on my plate and smile I think to myself I might have to run an extra mile. But I shrug it off because this pastry is good for my own sake.
There are more than a few things Which I am pleased about, that wash away my stormy days, and cleanse me of my doubt. Sometimes they are big things and sometimes they are small
Its hard to write a short poemAbout things that make me happyI wrote a two page poem and thought"Its too long and too sappy."I had to be selective Like picking out a mateSo here are about ten things
A white blanket covers the soft ground, Fire crackles its vibrant heat into the frigid air Stocking hang above, waiting to be filled Sweet smells wafts from the kitchen
Tears and heartbreakLaughter and smilesRight and leftAlways together Never separateCuddles and kissesCookies and milkSleeping and dreamingLife keeps them together Because they are pairs
Smile for a picture Smile for a friend Smile for a special someone or Smile because you can Smile because your beautiful Smile because it makes bad days better or
Happy days and windy Mays That's what makes me smile Running for miles Down that country road Sometimes I think of you, All those times we spent back here Laying on that blanket staring at the stars
Most feelings are materialistic, like receiving a gift or being complimented, or getting a splendid grade on a test, or wearing a nice outfit that day. I desire deeper feelings.
Wind is wisping through my hair, as the horizon revels in its orange and pink. The world passes in the window's glare, and the radio sings a farmiliar song. Asphalt roads are a thoughtful maze,
Wind is wisping through my hair, as the horizon revels in its orange and pink. The world passes in the window's glare, and the radio sings a farmiliar song. Asphalt roads are a thoughtful maze,
Out the window a thousand bright lights
Why, hello Day! I've been expecting you. I endured a long process waiting for you. I wrote a song last night and I'd like to show someone, I thought you'd take forever and spoil the fun.
Happiness is a choice You have to make it In order to be happy You have to choose happy In order to choose happy You have to think happy So many people in the world aren't choosing it
Many times in school I have felt alone, However, spoken word catches me in it's net. It heals my the the wounds from words that may cause a broken bone.
Hey! We are the crew! We can teach a thing or two! Taught it in this line!
Tick tock to a halt; it’s one, then two, then stop Her breathing slows, her small throat swells Tears are rolling down her cheeks It may seem morbid, it may seem wrong But I’m not ashamed of how I feel
Pessimists see the horrors of Earth. The darkness that comes from the moon's birth. They need to see the beauty of life, through all the troubles, struggles and strife.
I feel myself overwhelmed in euphoria.
You're beauty is like starlight, but more like the spaces in betweenBecause you're so much more than just a pretty faceYou're so much more than the precious pearls you hide behind
What makes me smile? What makes me feel good? When I can run the mile, And do what I know I should. It’s cuddling with my cat. It’s being all wrapped up. It’s when you’re so cozy that,
You know what's my favorite thing in the whole world? When I talk to someone Especially kids my age Or grown ups Or anyone really
Let us talk about what makes me feel good. But this time, I won't share it on my therapist's green couch or my psychiatrist's wooden chair or to myself when I feel myself slowly start to slip.
It's the little things in life Those most often overlooked Like flowers, grass, and sunshine A blanket and a book Spending time with loved ones Like your family and your friends
I Am Baseball I am the warm and humid summer days I am the cold and rainy fall days I am the short perfect grass
Being awoken And opening my eyes To the sunshine Every morning When I could only see darkness Showed me that There was more to me Than my mental illness It gave me a reason
As a kid I loved swimming It was something That made me happy As I grew My love For immersion Became fear As I realized The mental horror Of drowning
Have I Ever told you What makes me Smile? It's not sunny days Or pretty poetry Or even my favorite stories. A good friend To just hang with and Watch TV shows
Sometimes I'm mad, sometimes I'm sad. Bring me food and I'll be glad. The days seem cloudy, the days seem sunny, but my friends think the weather is funny. Somedays I'll
I Love the little things, cuz when you grow up they are what you miss the most. I Love the long car rides, Because it's the journey what matters most. I Love the cold air nippjng at my nose,
The Rain. It trickles down my window seal.It rushes to the ground, doing a cannon- ball on the blades of grass.The Coffee. The smell inpermiates my nose,making me inhale deeply,enjoying its strong aroma.
We went to the pound to look at the dogs ‘Just to look.” my parents had said But we all new what was going to happen I was going to find a dog and we would “have to keep it” I was in desperate need for a furry friend. My life was dull and sad. I w
Once my dream was to leap up high, My bow bending, Letting my arrow fly.
I am happy When i get to see my friends They make me happy
Step out of the lense. Life put me on the spot. Disappearing smiles, i've been caught. Put a new star on. I want a change of scene. Look into another life of a suburban teen.
Waking in the morning in a country that is free. Smiling in the mirror because you are blessed to be healthy. Looking up above to see a roof over your head,
Seeing people laugh Making people smile These are just some things That make it all worthwhile What's the point of life? The point of life is this: Giving real effort towards
Hushed are the mornings, not one chore yet to do. The wind wafts over from my open window, cool and light. The solid hardwood on my bare feet,
What makes me feel good is singing It gives me a kind of feeling I can't explain the way it makes me feel The feeling is just unreal My melody makes me shine My voice is hard to deny
5 in the morning and I need that pick me up, Coffee? No. Sweatpants? No, Those don't make me happy. I need that magic power, that makes me feel good inside, Like a scented candle to my ears,
Teaching first and second graders makes me smile They make my day with their silly lifestyle I ask them what they want to do for a career And one replies loud and clear “I want to be a ninja turtle!”
happiness is being 4 years old and thinking happiness is spelled 'happyness' it's thinking mommy and daddy will always love each other it's elementary school carnivals in the fall
I am not feelin’ good. Instead of staying in my sheets I will hit the streets It was a bad day But this will be a good run.
You stuck to me Like how Dandelions stick to wool You tangled me into your heart Like Earphones You opened me up willingly
The invisible force blowing the trees The flowers blooming and blossoming with glee With each and every day The Earth exhales in its majesty
When the going gets going And the tough gets tougher, I need something there to help me to muster The means to get up, thankfully I got just that They help me out when I reach a small spat
Love deeper than the blue of deep My love is deep, deeper than the blue of deep My love is envied by all of mankind,
Have you ever heard the saying " The first person you think about when you wake up, And the last person you think about before you fall asleep at night, Is either the cause of your pain or your happiness."?
Inhale. Fingers tucked under the hem of my dress, Heart echoing the clapping enveloping my ears I want to disappear.
For the most part, I am okay. But there are times when I feel blue and grey. Instead of feeling lively and fun, I feel dull and there is no sun. And when I'm feeling small or down,
There are some so selfish, egotistical. There are some, through actions: analytical- determining suite, of gloom and fright As if to say: you have no right.
"It's a disguisting color!" Well, mam, I beg your pardon. But that color I just mentioned- Happens to be my favorite. "It keeps you awake." Can't deny that one, But that's the fun,
i am the burried treasure found centuries after being hidden away under blankets of rubble. my eyes decorated with rings of purple and blue from a soundless slumber, evidence of a sleep still needed to be had.
School, what grade do you have? Mom, I'm tired, "Go to sleep sweetie," But I'm not tired. Why do I stay up so late? It's all worth it in the end, or is it even worth it at all.
Life can be rough When emotionally, you are not that tough. I try to keep my head up by enjoying the little things, like coffee in my cup. But life isn't all that bad, I have ways to keep myself from feeling sad.
We ask why life is so hard? We always are seeking a guard? I feel down when I see the long road. Thinking of the very heavy load. I get mad when I feel down, just like a ancient and worn gown.
When the brushhairs touch the smooth canvas My abstract thoughts and feelings are no longer outlandish My cheeks lift up pulled by beautiful happiness As ideas come forth unridiculed by their possible wackiness
Sometimes you just have one of those days Where absolutely nothing is going your way you bombed that science test you spilt juice on your shirt you scraped your knee dropped your ice cream on the dirt
Taking in each deep breath in slowly without a miss, Letting my stress dance away in an espresso bliss. Forgetting all the negatives that turn skies melancholy, Watching as my sorrows melt in a mocha swirl's melody.
I french kiss the morning, And open my eyes, The sun is smiling; the clouds are high, I jump out of bed, and grab my book, Then search in earnest for a quiet nook, I finish my story and hike the trail,
Life is tough, Days are dark But what makes rough Feel less tough Is a nice long walk
I hear a light stomp in the next room, and I roll over. A quiet second goes by and I doze off again. Another stomp, and I sigh as my eyes begin to open. Your dishes clank,
When the sun hits my skin, it makes me smile with a glow. No one will ever know how my skill feel unless they see my glow. It gets attention and paparizzi on a daily because it glows so bring attention stays on it.
a quiet afternoon, a mug of coffee encased in both hands. i stare into the circle of beige, at the steam coming out of the brim, and i watch my anxieties evaporate. a blue turntable,
Success, You are the reason I wake each day, You challenge me, You change me, I owe it all to you, Success
Often we find within us that we can't explain what our troubles are Such a bizarre confusion, It makes the complaining of others our envy;
They might not be present for our entire lives, but we will always be there for theirs. Apart of our family and always in our hearts, The wagging tails and innocent eyes wait for our return from home,
Usually, I tend to be rather somber. But there are certain things that awake me from my slumber. For one thing, the winter makes me feel alive; like there is no other time I would rather thrive.
cherry flavored something dripping until sticky on my chin and my hands but i don’t mind rub them on my overalls making mad stupid jokes
I can read you better then anyone else as your gaze falls unto mine blue and green clash as you stare away and i smirk electricty fizzles out as you turn around and as your head hangs low when you realize
You will never know the feeling of freedom that surges down my spine, The shiver that cascades through my veins, As we race against time to make memories.
Did you know that child and teen suicide rates are at an all time high, right now? That suicide is the 2nd most popular cause of death for 13-17 year old boys and girls?
Fresh oranges and a sunset to match The gap between his teeth, only visible when he laughs and freckles the that speckle the tip of his nose. We call them sun kisses.
Sometimes when I'm feeling down or blue, all I really need is you. A hug and embrace makes me feel like I have place. Hopeless feelings deep inside, but with you, I'm built back up and restored with pride.
Dear Me, You are strong, You are beautiful, You are capable, You are smart, You will get through this. Nobody can control you,
A wag for a smile A nudge for a pet A lick for a laugh A cuddle for a hug A fetch for a ball Would you look at that I'm happy after all
Singing with The Smashing Pumpkins at sunset. Slumberous teenagers sinning on swing sets. Soul mates trapped in sundripped snapshots. Sipping a strawberry shake- two straws.
I was eight years old when someone asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up. I said, I want to be a singer. I want to be pretty, I want to be popular.
When the days are long, and I'm feeling blue, all I need is a ball and hoop to put it through. The sound of the swish does bring such pleasure. Plaing ball is finding hidden treasure.
As the sun rolls in Carrying a morning grin That is genuine
In a day are so many sad hours You may think I'd spend them alone But I give love to happy flowers And they make me feel at home
Exhaustion plagues this house For it is late - time for people to sleep Yet noise pulses in my ears And I sing words without a peep Music pumps through my veins Using my body as a puppet
I know now that I am not good enough for you. You want always happy and always confident, but I am rarely happy, and really confident. I found that bending to be what you want only broke me, so I'm done bending for you.
Little girl staring down at where her pen meets. So many thoughts in her head, but nothing on the sheets. In her mind, she creates a world no one else can find, But when she goes to write... nothing seems to rhyme.
A is for air force. It’s Captain Briggs in the jet. The toughest and proudest man that you’ve ever met. B is for ball, “why can’t you catch?” Dad grumbled as I shaped my small hands for the next.
My mind explodes with hatred. I was only told of the awful memories. I was only told of the abuse. My mom wanted to protect me from the bad. I was forced into a game of hide and seek except there was no one looking for me.
"Just Married" signs are so wonderful to be seen on the back of a car speeding down the highway to a destination unknown by onlookers. The direction only to be determined
If I could pause lifeJust for a simple momentHappiness--I'd have.
<p>I'm no longer in step like a marching band member off his countsI'm no longer in the program like a singer cut from the choirI'm no longer in the loop like a roller coaster off of its tracksI'm no longer with the conventional crowd anymor
Happy Wanting to convey that taste of childhood...bliss, Before it slips Through My hands gripping the bars-
I can't sleep but thats ok Yesterday's become today, Thinking about all I've had Insomnia is not so bad But each new dawn's a passing day And passion has avoided me, Still can't sleep,
Have you ever felt alone?Like there's all these people around you at work or schoolSmiling and laughingWith their friendsAnd theirBest friends.
You’re a fragile spirit, afraid to leave the grave of which you were laid to rest. Metaphorically, of course… Flowers used to grow in your veins and now they’ve long withered away and died.
She took it away Stole my life source Confiscated my heart And all that connects me inside The wires and the lines That helped me reach a place A place where I could be happy
It’s not a whisper inside but a time. Falling to warriors a thousand ways. Feels the stares of many , as they define. A vanquished hero, crumbling, is portrayed. A blossoming iris in a soul hates
This feeling Is foreign But welcome All the same It's strange To feel it Bubbling up To the surface Coloring your soul With its cheerful hue Splashing my mind
Day 1 I was afraid to have to repeat it again in the hospital because I'd rather be dead I have been there before, baggy scrubs and socks Stomach in knots, my poisoned liver still rots
What happens after I am happy, I'm energetic and alright. I'll be happy for a while, Not tiered at all, Keeping myself up, With these ideas of joy and love. This is my state of mania perhaps,
One of my favorite times is that transition of the sky between being black and when the sun comes starts to come up and make everything a pale shade of blue The quiet of itCars, freeway, trains in the morning
As my unattainable love sat handsome in my head, I dreamt of the could haves, and poetry, I read. The classics inspired me -- like Browning and Donne, Eliot and Plath and Shakespeare and Young.
There are times when I miss being a kid Where I touched the cracks on the pavements that I walked past by Where everything around me wasn't secluded, but I had a way to escape
I was in a big city And got a hotdog from a street vendor It taste sooooo good Ketchup, onions, chili and cheddar As I walked home with a smile My stomach started to dance
The world is a dark and dreary place But you are the light in my life You are the sunbeams caressing my skin As if saying hello to an old friend You are the burst of warm air
I saw a UFO last night Right up in the sky Don't you say I didn't I wasn't that high It beamed it's bright light on me And sucked me through the sky They ripped the clothes right off me
I will love you Till the day I die You can't stop me Don't even try I will love you No matter what you do Till the end of time I will be true I will love you
In the morning on the bus On the way to school I sometimes get a boner And it really isnt cool Cause its hard as a rock And I dont know what to do I try to pull my shirt down
I love when it rains like the Heavens are crying And I wonder if it’s that or something interstellar Maybe the stars are happy and the clouds were watching So they cried tears of joy Maybe He saw that we needed rain
Everyone talks about being real But it seems like The things that are real to them Are new cars, posting statuses, horny rap artists, bright lights, and mobile devices All these 'real' things
After having my heart completely cut in half My life was woe I didn't know What my purpose in life Was anymore I couldn't see what there Was to look forward to I was a robot just walking
The old wooden door creaked as it opened And it reminded me of the sound of my bones. While I watched you walk in My knees shook, almost as much as my hands, as I listened to the only sound I could hear:
My hand makes contact with yours Your fingers interlock with my fingers Your holding my hand in your hand My hand swings yours forward We walk hand in hand as one Your hand squeezes mine
Her life, cut short, But still, I would stay, A home, ripped away, But yet I would not sway Harsh words, that cut, But I care not what they say,
HAPPINESS Life is full of surprises; There will be days that Everything is going great – Then, there will be days When you lose hope in all fate. It can be quite a roller coaster,
Ten little fingers, ten little toes, How did I survive without you, I'll never know. One look into your eyes and I can see all that lies ahead of me Happiness, kisses, love, and hugs
Love: Human connection The exhilarating feeling of being close to someone Two souls, finding each other amidst the chaos of this world Two hearts, beating as one
You were gone for so long Now you're back Gone for too long Eleven months and twenty three days to be exact Oh how I missed you Your cold touch Your green skin
The little things You do for me Go a very long way The soft silent simple things When everything feels grey
There is a fire inside all of us. It starts off as a spark, then it connects with your soul and ERUPTS
Look around Left Right What happened to my sunlight? The rays of growth I feel alone Cuz in this world people don't exist, right? I loved the way my lover touched me
Let me try to explain, this is not what I mean:
You have that grin that makes me smile, Even after I feel that I have just ran a mile. You are the reason I wake up, You were my favorite little pup. Your the image that brings me warmth, So on, and so forth.
“It's so much fun! It's so much fun!” Said the deliriously happy red and white stripes, gliding up and down the flaps of the grand tent “It’s so much fun! It's so much fun!”
What can't I live without? My phone, my dog, endless possibilities. All things that make me happy, none that fulfill my answer. Laying under the stars, I think, I cant live without...Love.
1. Music is the one thing I can not live without 2. I feel like it takes me to a different place 3. I enjoy music as much as I enjoy sauerkraut 4. When I listen to music, different expressions strike my face
Some say love's like fireworks Others say love is blind But I say love comes softly And it's all knowing in its kind
Here I am alone With only one thing. With it I can dream up anything. It brings me inspiration, It brings me joy, It keeps me sane, On this island. It is my iPod,
sometimes the simple things are better. eating lots of mac and cheese then sleeping, taking a warm shower and putting on clean pajamas, drinking a soda after a long day of being thirsty;
You can I love you You can say I’ll be here You can feel the passion You can sense the loss of fear. You can shine as bright as the night skies While swerving down the road
I can't live without chocolate. Chocolate is like the soul to my heart. It makes me happy, like the chimpanzees. The way it melts like butter as the flavor explodes into your mouth.
Little feet scrambling across hard wood floors Pitter patter of fingers across computer keys Haunting notes of a bow across viola strings Laughing notes of a song to each other across empty space Fresh cookies being carried across the kitchen to s
I am tired. Tired of holding my tongue at the thoughts my mind shouts. What do I want to do? Who do I want to be? How will I make money? I do not know. And I am tired.
I cling to those things That make me feel Alive. Those things that let me know I'm not so alone here. Those songs, Those quotes, Those drawings, Those books that keep my
A cold touchHigh windsWarm waterWet hairHot sand
Tender, sweet heart is full Light reflects elegantly, Last forever please
I fell in love at a very young age It was a magical experience A beautiful romance With many enticing words I fought alongside the bravest kings and warriors I slayed the toughest beasts
In my town Animals are left behind By visitors who "forgot" The giant dog from their back seat Or the cat that sits on their shoulders As if they were merely a toy Or a trinket Or a shirt
It is a bird on the silent wind A flower in the dying grass Water in a lonely desert Music in an empty room It keeps you calmly going on Wandering through life Never looking back
I missed you again today I've been doing this thing where I refrain from thinking about you until about the worst possible time in the day to break down When I'm dipping in the pool for the beginning of practice
Being excited to start the New Year Knowing there is nothing to bring you bad fear Maybe you’ll get up and grab you a beer Happy and joyful for the upcoming cheer Family and friends will all gather around
Welcome to society, feel free to be who you want to be. But, make sure we like who that person is. Love yourself and your body,
Who woulda thought Thunk Think Thinking about you I find myself thinking about you Why What How do you do it It? Take up so much space in my brain
Who Am I? I am not an idea I am not who you want me to be
I have a gold heart I do I do I Have a gold heart I do They chip it away They do They do They chip it away They do But now I am saved I am I am
What you see on the outside of me is a young freckled girl as confident as can be. She can stand and talk in front of people with ease, and take charge of situations in a breeze.
With chapped lips and an aching heart, I dream of glaciers drifting apart. Heavy tears freeze as they graze air, a blizzard arises as I feel your stare. I recall the first day you loved me,
Blonde haired girl with eyes ocen blue. Makes her way in this world. Keeps a smile on her face. But to her it feels so out of place. With scars on her wrist. She wonders why she exist.
I am happy, I am kind, I am jovial. I am honest, I am free, I am jovial. I am thankful, I am appreciative, I am jovial. I am independent, I am a dreamer, I am Lindsey.
Who am I? I am the new definition of loneliness if it ever needed one I am unseen I am alone I am unwanted Trapped in this place I can't call home, in a city so dead This is who I am
6/01/13 A small tiny prick A round little thing To much time to think Trapped in a restless mind Scars were wounds Wounds once to deep
Remember that time i climbed the fence?
Wake up everyday. Get dressed everday. Go to school everyday. Hide everyday. I was young, Innocent, Naive. It happened to me. I didn't know it was wrong.
I've written so much about feelings that I need to put on my thinking hat And find a way to feel free again Not bound by the laws of thick or thin I want to know that I am true I am something out of the blue
It’s foolish to
We're happy, oh so happyEven when we shouldn't beBut we make the work although, you said you hate me.. Yeah, we fightLike we can't get it rightAnd yet you still say that our future's bright
A simple smile can make you feel good for a while
Wild hair, breezy air even my thoughts can take me there. seagulls cry, time flys by in the distance, I hear the tide. Long, crazy grass glittering sea glass.
Your words do not define me For I define myself Not with power and glory Nor money and wealth You'll see her in the corner You'll see her by herself You'll see that she's a loner
I am what my parents always wanted me to be. I am a good girl with good grades and good friends. I hold doors open for people. I say please and thank you. I do what is asked of me.
A perfect family But only to the eye When you come into their lives That perfect family has very dark lies But o'no one pays close attention
I thought I knew what is was like to feel miserable But then I felt pain
The covers for never leaving after a one night's stand the bed that support me as I sleep the house that has provided shelter from storm and insects the computer purchased by my mother to help me keep up with the days
Wooden beams and wooden planks And salty sea scented air Drew our souls near the edge And then just held them there The wind whipped our hair The cold bit our noses
Fully Alive It's when a quart mason jar is filled to the brim, with black coffee and
I will always choose the simple life. The path that winds around the fragrant lilac bushes, that meanders across the hillside, and flows down through the river valley.
There once was a group of friends, The rules… yeah, they would bends; Awkward and silly, They’d laugh wily nilly, But that is not where this poem ends… The first is a girl named Hannah;
What would you say,If you woke up one day,And all your troubles seemed to drift away,As if they overstayed their stay.And let you out of their chaotic array.What would you say,If on that same day,
Life is so mysterious,Also very precarious.It can get tedious,Unless you are spontaneous!Life can be a hindrance,Hidden from the brilliance,Difficult to make a difference,
Family, memories, nights full of laughs Parties with cookies you split into halfs Fireworks, memories, running on docks Changing in bathrooms, forgetting your socks
Cherry blossoms, look my way. Express the right way for me to go, Oh, how your perfect petals sway. The deepened thoughts of those who pass high and low,
to drink is good; good for the soul, though only if, you lack self control. imagine this; picture it quick; you've drunk until you're not quite sick,
Our sun is bright and shining above Earth's grass is green and soft like a glove
(With sincere dedication to Miss Cloey Shelor, 03/22/01 - 02/08/15)
To my dearest best friend, People don't expect a guy and a girl to "just" be friends. When it comes to us, the rule bends. We understand eachother like a well-known riddle. From the outside, to the middle.
they say change is a bad thing I always heat "nobody likes change" I don't find this true I live for change Change brings adventure and beauty and new life Change brings new chances and adreniline
I am Tammy TortoiseBrown and green and blue and turquoiseTo do my best I am always poisedBecause I know my life has great purpoiseYes, I'm small and slowIt has no negative effect, though
Sleeping in late. Blue skies. Sunsets. Shy smiles and First kisses. Hearing music and falling rain. Seeing an old friend and making new friends.
She has the soul of a gentle saint
Mommy and daddy raised me to be a butterfly
Define 'happy'.... feel smiling so quickly your brightness radiates out, and blinds you. But even blind you see 'happy' because the sound of your laughter, in blacked-out eyes, paints the northern lights on your mind.
Holding my wooden basket, Fingers splintering, Walking through the apple orchard, Feet blistering. Birds echo their symphony overhead, Then my ears catch a muffled noise;
My hope is powered by the greatness of your heart. My smile is fueled by the sweetness of your words. My mind is functioning with the help of your rambunctious emotions.
Do we ever feel alone? yes. Do we ever feel forgotten? yes. Have we ever gotten help? no. Have your friends ever offered help? yes, but I think I don't need it.
Away from the commotion, away from the dirty, suffocations of the city.
Away from the commotion, away from the dirty, suffocations of the city.
Everything is awesome.You just gotta find'emBut have you ever gave it a try?
Hey life, we had a good one, didn't we. Lots of adventures, so many things to see. Ive done so much, yet it is barely anything. Thank you, for all the experiences you bring.
Liquid bodiesfluid mindswhy not heartsthat freely pour?They congeallike Jell-O on ice—for a timethen calcifyin reticent mineralitycompounding the granite wall
I LookedI looked for lifeon a dusty trailkicking a rock for milesand I saw a shooting star.I looked for lifeup in the skywatched the birds soarand saw shapes in the clouds.
Some days, I am ashen- I drag my way around, And I will not look you in the eye. I have no energy to do the smallest things, And I will slump into the wall when someone gets near.
If I were a crayon I'd color on everything In th shade of sea-foam green You'd see my work from all over Pictures, walls The bathroom stalls My color will be bright My color will be lovely.
once upon a time the end cant go back only look forward life is over death Why are you so scared of the unknown can't you see that light is
See i seen this guy,
It's like my thoughts grow outta my head; every curl contains every word I done said every song I done heard every book I done read And that hate and pain is like shea butter
Shower Thoughts and Dream Knots Shadow ships sailed across the walls and splashed into a ceiling speckled with galaxies, yellow constellations swirling behind clenched eyelids,
I’m a big fan of stars. Stars have the ability to make you wonder and make you think. A million thoughts cross your mind when you’re looking at the sky, as if there was a different thought for every star.
Amongst the dulled murmur, a clear song rises. Even as the chains bind our arm, our hearts soar free, only hindered by the limits of our imagination.
Swimming in the anger, drowning in the sin. Its been so long, how long has it been? You left abruptly with no trace on your lips, Of remorse for the pain, and your angry countenance.
Swimming in the anger, drowning in the sin. Its been so long, how long has it been? You left abruptly with no trace on your lips, Of remorse for the pain, and your angry countenance.
I always used to see rainbows as a kid-
Here's my note to you, who's crying themselves to sleep or can't get to dreaming because of overthinking or having an anxiety attack maybe hunched over a bottle of that dear old friend Captain Morgan
She will be bring a new life to this world soon All she can think about is her bundle of joy That she will soon get to hold and take care of
I was glowing and I was beautiful,
So you think you like it? But don’t you see? I’m no good for you. I lie and cheat. I drink and smoke The things you say Do not provoke For me to quite, To, “see the light”
I am happy as a cloudas loud as a rainbowas soft as a breeze
I write of a sad love, but really it's not so. There are many laughs and breath taking smiles. My heart sings of a love unknown. Where it skips a beat when her dark brown eyes
Look at this mess that I have truly made I thought of you and then my heart decayed For if I see that you can truly be All mine you'll have a happy heart to keep.
Happy days come and go but nothing more They say to prove your worth or else be sore Ive come and gone and begged my soul to greif Alas it has been nothing but a dream. Those boys and girls pertain to nothingness
Green is the sound he makes when you spin him around high in the air. Green is the trees he climbs on. Green is the grass when he rolls down the hill. Green is when he asks you to join him. Green is when you say yes.
12/1/2011, age 17 A shining star, a cute kitten; All are beautiful, all are bright. How is one to avoid the beauty Of the earth? You cannot say that laughter is bad
A kid who just wants to be heard Someone who wants success Others look at him and say oh my he's blessed They don't know the pain, the problems Of always wanting to be the best His parents are proud of him
You keep green apples and orange on the desk in your room. Pictures of me, and me and you, hang from the shelves like prayer flags.
Paths.Straight or sturdyCurved or dirty
Do you know a life at home?With heart felt loveAll around and above
I walk alone sometimes. you may ask me how i am, i will say that i am fine and i will ask if you would like to walk with me. I walk alone sometimes. it does not bother me,
Movements in my stomac,vomit , headaces so the first thing i do is get on my knees Put my hands together in pray to the sky, Asking god please
Slumber. Crema. Ludwig. Aden. Perputa. Amaro. Mayfair. Rise. Hudson. Valencia. X-Pro ll. Sierra. Willow. Lo-Fi. Earlybird. Brannan. Inkwell. Hefe. Nashville
Woken up by morning light,
WAR.... "War does not determine who is right... just... who is left."
They say life is like a book of handwritte
Facebook, Instagram, Twitter. That's society That's life Where are we now? Make up Filters Editing Is this beauty? Chocolates Roses Are they cliche?
This sadness. I feel my chest being crushed ever so slowly. Pushing harder and slower. Farther and lower. My heart throbs like a beating drum before battle.
A face that's kind, With just few zits. A smile that is funnier than an orange rind, With a really slow wit. A walk without balance or grace. A mind filled with irrational fears.
I smile in hope they will stop staring. I smile in hope that they will see the beauty I see when I look in the mirror. I smile in hope to make someone's day.
The plans the worries the stresses the fears. We all want to smile but some don't know how. The ability was lost some time ago without realizing what we've done to ourselves.
What I'm about to say is from what I've learned No matter your agreement or concern Poetry can be written by anyone No matter by paper or touge Your reason or cause
I may not be what you envisioned That perfect porcelian doll. It wasn't my decision
That feelining of...the cool waters, light blue wave, a tall glass filled with water, the clarity of the water, the warmth of the water, jumping into the water, the coolness on your body, the burning on your body,the water moving around you, the
Gravity seems compelled to affect my tears alone. I'm suspended above the crowd that will always judge me. They see me as falling,but I'm stuck in the air--
When there is nothing left to do, I smile. not an ordinary smile though. It’s contagious. Infecting everyone around. Soon the whole room embraces the same type of grin. One that says,
Through the lens, you see is a smiling girl. On the screen, she stares back at you with glistening green eyes. Everything about her screams "happy!" Everything you read makes you smile,
Who am I without a filter? For the past four yeasrs, I haven't had an answer to that question I've spent so long trying to become littler I've tried to disappear which is something I probably should mention
My soul reaches out for comfort, contentment even. I bask in the ways they teach me, the ways they want me to learn, to memorize. What to wear, how to look, what to feel. I begin to feel routine, I'm comfortable.
Would a filter be typing? Would a filter mean no erasing? Does that mean I can't correct my grammar? I'm going to give you the realest me there is, no bullsh*t. Well, to begin, my appearance.
You know perfection Is a man-made word Because it is shallow. Though its implications are potent, No poetry projects from its reflection –
I used to look in a mirror and see nothing more than a pale, meaningless skeleton Encompassed by pasty, white flesh with scars that seemed to never fade away no matter how much they healed,
An hour every morning spent on my make up and my hair I switch my outfit three times befor I walk out the door I dont do this for the attention of some flawed attraction, but I do this for me.
In darkeness, there is light. In the rain, there is sun shine. So even while I'm unable to grasp the pai, my mind is at ease. For even through death is life.
Flawless is a word, an adjective that describes something or someone that Does not have defects or faults, none that diminish the value of something
Morning, its your wake up call, Don't fall back asleep, you might not get another chance, This might make you want to get up and just dance, Rewards don't just come, don't just glance,
What am I underneath it all? I am afraid, of new, of alone, of failure.
I will always believe in you though we’ve never shared a word The years that pass with grains of sand only to be remembered. In your tears I’ve understood every word no one else ever heard.
You see that silly girl making faces? Her tongue out, and crooked smile? Yeah, that's me. In all my glory, With hair that doesn't want to cooperate, And Acne that's hard to cover up.
Your upraised so high, and I am so low I upraise you so high, each and every day Each night I lower you down, like a show We complete this task, even in the gray
There is no human “norm” Black ink writing forget-me-not notes on your skin, You’ll hear future melodies Where people dance euphorically exhausted Dousing pale cheeks with spirit heated
I am a Mormon
I never feel rushed Or pushed
Not sleeping the night before Fatigued, feeling not up to par Watching the clock so intently Waiting for the day to be over So that you can run upstairs Brush your teeth and then Fall Fall
Who's wild and crazy A girl who's set free someone who listens but can talk to those in need
I am flawed.But i am happy with my flaws.I may have epilepsy.But it won't keep me from having a pepsi.I may have feelings that i don't talk about.But i am content without a doubt.
Perfect, That I am, So perfect in fact, My name is Sam. From my head to my toes, From the wrinkle in my nose, The perfect five foot height, The perfect far-sighted sight.
My shoulders are drooping underneath the heavy weight of expectation. I'm being dragged by the leash of society.
13 160 At a time when all anyone wanted was to fit in, I could not hide in the crowd. If you cannot blend in, you must choose to shrink back or stand out. 18 120
Raw as can be, I sit on my chair,feeling,although I don't like to be felt. My head hurts from thinking too much aboutthe undeniablefuture.
WHO’S FLAWLESS? Flawless because I’m contempt with the person I am / becoming. Flawless because I’m eighteen proud and gay. I am the problematic child.
No filters there's a balance. Taking the happy with the bad Teaching myself there's more in life to be had I need some guidance in my hear, karma after dogmas looking to philosophies of the world
No Filter Freckles and high cheek bones. That's all I see. Bright blue eyes and long, dark eyelashes
I am a shell that does not fit So instead, I just walk away Leaving a desperate shadow of despair behind Now I am here Showing you the true face A face with an out-going gaze
Perfection is a plauge spreading through their bones. Perfection is an irrational conclusion to simplistic ideas. Perfection is a sense of security that everyone craves. Perfection is based on the fear of being different.
There I was another day spent counting miles subtracting calories calculating deficits. Run, run to look good, run to look pretty, run so boys will like you.
it's your long, gray braid that i love the most. a wisp of wisdom cascading down your back, never tangled, whispers hymns through all the madness. crumbs of noodles and rice spill from it while you walk,
He's quiet, and sincere. He plays sports 'round the year. His life is put together; He's got nothing to fear. They've never asked Adam. They only know about him. He wants to answer all the questions
What is the true meaning of flawless A hope, an ideal, a dream that one may fit society's standards? Is it influence? A man, woman, or child that tries to make the world better,
Like a Scarlet Lake she sits Pondering the mysteries of life Looking up at the universe
O'l Ollie is my granddad He's as old as a Dino If he heard he'd be mad So if he asks say no
Skiing is good, have you ever been? I have since I was only three. I've missed some years, since those hills I've seen. It makes me the happiest I'll ever be.
My skin is the skin that God put me in on the day that was the day of the 17th in the month of November the year being the one-thousand nine-hundred nintey-seventh year Anno Domini....
To wake up and see a part of me
I am strong, No matter how many times you tell me I'm weak.
I am the child born on a late Winter evening. I am the woman you never desire leaving. I am the lady scanning frantically in libraries. I am the hopeless romantic ending February.
If I cry or if I'm down My resillence picks me back up My legs may be strong but my mindset is stronger My confidence is not found in a cup When I feel weak I say, "I'm strong" and that just does the trick
I could wipe off 90% of that so called beauty with a kleenex... I see that your outershell is gorgeous Underneath that.. It's pure ugly No. Not your face. Your insides. Your guts. your soul.
Many people like to judge others, Because they're afraid to themselves be judged. They are terrible bothers, All because they're afraid their own bodies are too pudged. I disagree with that flawed logic,
“You chubby good for nothing hog.”“Maybe if you go on a diet you won't break everything.” Starving, and crying. Starving and crying. Starving and crying,
Anxiety. Depression.They're not things you can define.
'French,' she told us, 'Is the language of love' She sounded like she knew what she was talking about She was a professor after all So I wrote it down in my notebook
When I was young I was teased and called burned
"You're weird!"- Who's weird? What's weird? The word weird is weird. How can we determine what a person is? Different seems bad now at days. Why? "You're weird!"- Who's weird?
Smile, Wave hello, Be friendly, Be bold, Be perfect. They expect that from you, So you give it to them. “What’s wrong?” They ask, if you only slightly frown.
Life has its ups and downs as you know Things can make me sad and they can make me happy Yet I want to be uplifted. Perfect euphoria is within my reach when: I stand in the clearing of a snow-cloaked forest
You see the Iron Empress Who standing tall, stoic, regal. She hides the Carefree Clown Who could entertain for hours. She hides the Lovesick Maid Blinded by love unrequited.
Boom, Boom, Boom; The music consumes. I breathe it in; I melt at its beat. We are one. Thump, Thump, Thump; My feet pound the ground. My father and I;
You are quickly blinded by light, as your ears are blasted by noise. It even dazzles during the night, and captures you in its joys'. The city never sleeps, as Frank Sinatra once said.
I jumped in a pile of leaves
These are some of the things I miss, Stuff I took for granted; like a good night kiss. Or last May I wish you were here to see me play!
Burritos and tacos oh my school has started again and I want to cry waking up at 6 AM WHY?
I like pieces, And being part of the puzzle. Petting my dog; Scratching his ears, his head, his neck. I like the way the morning air Feels on my skin And how night is enchanting
there's nothing like car rides at nightblasting music loudwindows down, your sight filled with city lightsthere's nothing like laughing till you can't breath
I think of a happy place Somewhere that instantly brings a smile to my face. Taking in every sight and sound, Who could miss that pink and blue castle that stands 75 ft aboveground?
Out of all that makes me happy, I include scenarios I make in my head. The stories I dream, thinking at night, Laying alone in my bed. If you haven’t done this, give it a shot,
Behind my “I could kill a man” exterior I am bubbling with little joys Happy thoughts and events like counters At Disneyland filing in and through On their quest to experience some joy
I am lusting after the red melon green lights making amber on your skin
There's so much to life that you just gotta be happy, Now I'm not just here trying to be all sappy But life is too short to be down So make your day by day goal to never never frown And never say never, ever
Although winter is fast approaching, I'm not worried about thecold, Because the things that keep me warmest aren't exclusive to the summer: I'lll still be reminded that I'm loved by family and friends alike.
Her Happiness By Adriana Gutierrez
The provider of easy entertainment The originator of the moving picture in a home environment You are what I look forward to, and wake up for everyday You are the only thing I ever put on my calendar
Time keeps moving forward Nothing's slowing it down. Friends will disappear from every corner Even the ones who promised to stick around If only my time with them was as long as the classes
The brilliant bright blue sky,The super sized sun,
When I go through the drive thru, I always see you there When I roll down the window, I smell you here and there All I eat is YOU No burgers, shakes, or nuggets You are w
MUSIC... Loud, Powerful, Moving, Sad, Happy, Inspiring, Passionate, Loving, Tranquil, MUSIC... Moves me, Lifts me, Lets me breath,
Dance is known as the language of the soul . A boundless reach. An endless beauty that waits to capture and move.
RLRR LRLL In a hall of thousands
It is the pinnacle of happiness, Acceptance, love, friendship, and safety. Some could light up New York City, Or just someone’s day. It gives you the words you don’t have, And what you need to hear.
Rising to the glow of your brightness
Oda a La Danza Una Memoria Bella Danza, danza, danza Hay mucha vida en sólo una palabra Vida les da a los bailarines O, danza danza danza
its a cover its a page its a hand with a pen its a rainbow Its a sky its the waves And the sand its hopefull it inspires its what i love Its happiness.. its mine
What makes me smile? Well that's a funny question, For the things worthwhile, To me at least, Are simply a facial expression. A sparkle in the eye,
A white sheet and lead is only the beginning
Lure them in with your evanescent gleam. Bind them into your eternal paradise. Throw their hypnotic nothings to the wind. Craft velvet wings from jewels. Your primrose shimmer must never dull.
I wonder if thou hath dots on thy face
I am different. At times, even belligerent
I'm scared of relationships. Always have been. I know all that I have to offer. I know who I want to offer it to. But what if it all falls through? It's the “what ifs” that kill me slowly at night.
Two flightless birds huddle together in the distance
Smiling is contagious, You catch it like the flu. When a person smiled at me today, I began to smile too. I passed around the corner, And a man saw my grin. When he smiled I realized,
The happiness is hiding inside
The lights are dark Orange on the horizon is all you can see But wait A silhouette is there Standing No Posing Poised with their toes Just meeting the ground Music
Camera lights flashing, hundreds of people clapping. I did it; WE did it. The smiles, the laughs. The friendships that will always last. How did I get so lucky? Stepping onto that mat;
My spanish lover is charming He speaks with the knowlege of and educated graduate He walks with the stride of an ambitious gentleman He's different from the others, obviously
34,34 percent of teenage girls have at least one pregnancy before they turn 20 70,more than 70 percent of teenagers in general have at least one drink by the age of 18
Summer slips away and we students rush in to the facilities that torment us so. We'll spend hours a day in chairs of stone, forced to learn things we don't wish to know.
Everyday is a day to be alive! A day to rejoice in the beauty of the randomness of the universe! A day to look up to the night sky and bask in the glory of the stars The very stars that die so that we may live!
When I am left with the emptiness in my bedand loneliness consumes my heart,I think of you. I think of all the times we had together.I think of the December nights we spentlaying next to each other
1 and 2 Arm here hip there Hit it hard now Fly through the air You're taken to another place 3 and 4 Your soul leaves your body You're wanting more
The colorful flowers The tiny sprinkles of a morning shower. The good news on the news without any new fueds. The smiles on the other peoples faces, even with those nasty hurtful braces.
I find my smile in a round ball. I kick it and chase it throughout the halls. On game day my stomach churns but I know I will not fail. No one else is up to my scale. Scoring goals and winning games that is what makes my day a little less lame.
The thing that makes me happy is out of the norm, it doesn't have a specific shape or form. It can open wide, or it can stay shut. Watching it spin is more than enough, I love the way it shines in the light.
Senior year’s starting now
When darkness surrounds me, When hateful words weigh down heavily, There is always one thing, That is sure to bring, A smile onto my face. My worries vanish without a trace.
A baby’s l
Sometimes, the hardest thing to find in this world is yourself. Who are you when you have everything is as important as who you are when you have nothing
I swim through late night rendezvous featuring old Christmas music, my nose guiding me towards Coppertone dreams. Coconut lime incense soaks the curves and ripples of my mind when my heart wants to fly
A smile on my friend's silly face, A warm, happy hug, an embrace A child's laughter and joy, And their play with a toy. A simple meal and a chair, A kind word, not a stare,
A warm and gentle rustling breeze, gently rustling through the trees, Butterflies and bumble bees, a glass of milk and a grilled cheese. What are the things that always please? All these things and more than these.
I often feel the clouds fog my brain, does that mean my synapses are the suspention wires on the Golden Gate Bridge? Heaven knows. Makes me feel sick and low and empty, not empy, full,
I sing a song, a song i sing, sitting on a tire swing Loving, living, breathing air summer breeze blows in my hair The birds disburse as notes fly away
It is the sound of the rain in early noon that reminds me that happiness will be soon. It is the sunlight after a rain so strong that could never in a decade break this bond. It is the laughter of a kid
It's a baby boy
I sing a song, a song i sing, sitting on a tire swing Loving, living, breathing air summer breeze blows in my hair The birds disburse as notes fly away Laughter echoes, as we sing all day
It's on the news, all of the time That death shall come and seek Where death shall find
The Thump Thump of my heart of which I cannot surpress my emotions,
Wherever I am, As long as I’m out, Over the blue waters I go To catch some trout. But never after a full moon. That’s when they have their feasts. With the moonlight shining over the water,
When I get up in the mornings I don't want to die anymore. I don't get up and think that I am ugly. I eat on a regualr basis. I have friends. I wake up and I am happy. I am the person I want to be.
Why should I sit down watching time flow past like a river filled with melancholy reminders when I can be standing singing dancing to the rhthymn of a thousand voices a hundred drums
With my backpack slugged over my shoulder and my face set to a grimace, I walk through the hallway dodging bodies left and right. I yell in my head things I shouldnt say and I keep my eyes to the ground to not draw any attention to myself.
Sometimes I really start to wonder who I am I go to church and I remember but then as soon as i walk out the doors and forget again in this seemingly endless cycle I go, over and over and over
The thing that makes me happy, more than anything else, is the ship that never sinks, we call it friendship. Though many things happen, Good and Bad, Friendship will always last,
Does it take life to understand death?
My head hurts. My bag is heavy. I feel it pull my shoulders down to my aching feet; To the ground. My back, oh my back. The brisk wind slaps me. My bones ache. My body stiff against the attack.
A new school year. A new beginning!
I had alwa
17 years of ballet never attended, toes bouncing, heels
Life is so Very Sweet Like Drippy Honey but Sad like Melancholy But Life is worth it
The heat, the sun, the humidity Flute, 6ft poles and bass drums banging my summer days My summer ended early but that's okay I'd rather learn rythms and tosses than sit at home
Frogs, food, and video games, That's what makes me happy, Family, friends, and life, That's what makes me happy, These few things, Is what is keeping me alive, Without these people,
I like the sound that emmits from my headphones, the colors that cover the pages of my sketchbook. The sun that shines so warmly when I sit out on my porch, Literally heaven for even just a few minutes.
You go through guy after guy Each one worse than the last You live your life petrified Try'n to run away from your past But see I'm not like all the others I'll always love you more than him
It’s about the season, The colorful leaves, like I always dream, It makes me smile for no reason. The crisp outdoor air, Cut pumpkins everywhere, Cider being warmed,
It's six o'clock, My alarm goes off. Time to get up, And walk the dogs. The crisp, clean air Is refreshing to breathe. The dogs take off, Free of their leash. I chase them up the street,
How to be demonstrative of positive? I suggest gladness is an evocative, And through a consequence of the causative; a presence of your highest prerogative. It’s rare to find care in a world of unfair.
I don't think that I can see it as well as other people You can do it again and again for centuries Checking my work My new job Making costumes Doing makeup The only thing that can make me happy
There are a few weird things that make me happy
Since I was four, my birthday has been in ruins
Were all crying. Were all crying becuase the daddi issues and crying becuase the definition of beauty does not start with ourselves and crying because our razors dont solve problems;
The biggest gifts are presence and not presents,
I refuse to let you go
i think I am awesome, yes i do I think i am awesome and you will too competitive sports are my passion love to sport my volleyball fashion lacrosse is another favorite I just always crave it
He tells me i'm beautiful, makes me blush bright red. He tells me i'm funny, and thats enough said. He tells me i'm smart, and that i have a way with words. He tells me he loves me, and when he says that i hear birds.
Many peopleDo not care forWhat the stars have to sayOr what sign anyone is, But if the stars are to be believed,And my star sign to ring true,Then I am a person of particulars
I've clapped my hands I'm as happy as a room without a roof Because I can enjoy the good And bad Because I can sing if I want Because I can dance if I want
The silent notes float in the breeze from so far, for so long. They rustle through the ancient trees they are Forever's Song. As I stare out at the setting sun, over the scarlet sea.
Well I can tell you this much. My happy is real. I am a happy person. Even though I don't let it show. I can make it seem like I am having fun. Even if I'm hollow inside.
Lovers hold hands So instead let’s hold feet Hands can let go But feet chain us free We’ll walk about town on our Blistered black hands But we’ll never stray far; our ankles Made friends
The river flows backwards
There is a beauty in everything There is a beauty in simplicity In the simplicity of a smile That shines as bright as the sun that warms every inch of my body In the simplicity of laughter
Why do I have to explain myself to you Why do you criticize every little thing I do
Hmmm, lets see "what makes me happy?" I would say the typical money answer However, feeling accomplished makes me happy I feel like nothing can take my joy away
Sometimes i like to think that lifes a little more sunny,Or that its a bit more funny,And that it's really not about money.Sometimes you need to just shut the door,Sit on the living room floor,
I remember, Dancing in the living room, Singing off tune, I remember Playing in the dirt, rolling in the mud, I remember,
Dreams guid us...
Seeing is believingBut don’t believe everything you seeMost people don’t know what the real story is behind meLaugh, Smile, Joke, and CryYou would never know my thoughts from looking in my eyes
Through the Eyes of an Optimist By: Kegan Graham
Fragments of memories come back in flashbacks as I lay in bed at night. Pictures of happiness and hurt. Joy and pain. Love and loss. The good and the bad.
A growing voice inside my head; the essence of me. You were my only nightmare, yet the only person I wanted to see. I could not wait to meet you, for I never have before.
What makes me, me? Is it the way I comb my hair, my brains and beauty, or the shoes i wear on my feet? What makes me any different from you? Is it because i'm so kind
Maybe one day I will find someone who doesn't see right through me Change the path he's walking
The girl who seduces everyone that's who I was trying to be I ended up with troubles
These often dark and dreary roads I walk
Do you ever think about one situation & how one little detail could've changed everything?
People say rain is the crying of God, but I say different I say the rain is the crying of humanity, The emotions that are stored, but never released,
Stand tall, speak with grace, never crumble because I am going to win this race. I may be the tortoise and you the hare but look who finished the race with breath to spare.
I woke up with the thought of you, When it asked me when you'll return, I smiled and said but were through, It said well tell him to make a u-turn, I told you he doesn't want anything to do with you,
How could he just break my heart and not give me a reason. Could it be the month? or maybe the season? How could he make me feel like I’m trash?
I am a work of art, I am a masterpiece, My curves are my definition, that is what defines me. The shape of my nose,
I spoted a New York liscense plate hanging from your chest as you parade the streets, from one boro to next. The best artists around can't wait till' you come to town
Cognitively Not where I should be Feelin' crazy Not lookin' like me Mental pictures Leavin' me unsure Disturbing thoughts Have gotten me caught
"Angel," he breathed out, the look in his eyes the way his lips moved to form the words and the way it sounded when it left had me come to beleive that i had actually fallen, from the sky.
You, at any one time, have a choice of Good, and of course the Bad, and less recalled Nothing. It is through ation by way of intetnion that moves life. So it is in You to shape your twin universes, the
I find reasons to love you, I find reasons not to love you.
Floods the dark depths of out misery Takes our breath away for a time Steals all pain from our soul Fills the heart with bright cheery thoughts
A passion is a longing, A deep down tug or sorts, That pulls and guides you every day, To new mountain tops and new ports. My passion is very special, It involves all of you,
Deletion. Every single one gone. The memories are fading away. No way of looking back into the past. No young faces nothing but a faded thought. Deleted forever, what once was is now gone.
I'm the pe
We all yearn for happiness
I am black and beautiful
Happy What Is It? They say Its money They say Its not money What is Happy? They say Its family They say its marriage What is Happy? Is it light? Is it dark?
You are my antidepressant. I wake up, and drink you in. Throughout the day you make me happy. And when I’m feeling low you bring me back up again. But I can’t have you all the time
I can't explain the things that I'm feeling right now My mind, my body, my soul are being bombarded with poisenous thoughts I'm being ripped apart into a million little pieces
Let's be like kids in the movies, making dreams in the backseat. Let's be like adults on TV, making love in taxis.
I’ve known you for a while now You and I are close friends We’re best friends I’ve noticed how you have changed from a sad little girl into a mature young woman People made fun of you They hurt you
Shh. They can't hear you. Shh. You can't talk about that. Shh. What will everyone think? Shh. No! Ring the alarm, bang the pots, scream out loud!
It's always a good time for a drink. Drank Drunk Easy girls and wasted guys make it all the much easier to point a finger blaming a solo cup of bubbles and warm beer.
Stop. Stop telling me to cope. Do you me enough to say the words you have spoke? To ask me why I’m hurting just isn’t enough
the love between us
We all have problems So who are you to come at me Did you ever think that there could be a possibility that i understand In spite of what you have come to "know" We are the same, having a bad day
No one sees, no one speaks, no one listens to the mind of the weak. not here, not there, nor anywhere can this heart bear this pain. I cant breathe. I cant get past. This emotion, this judgment
Inspiration, that imperial feeling toward yourself, to express yourself, while addressing yourself with the things you do to the people who see only to judge, judge, judge you for your rights or w
You do not have to shimmer to be gold Look at Frida Kahlo, in all of her glory People look at her, unibrow and all And she is well known and liked She didn't pluck, wax, or tweeze
The question that repeats in most minds that asscioate with me, tends to get rather tiring. "WHY DO YOU LIKE TO WRITE SO MUCH?" " I like to write because it helps me." *que questionble face and they walk away and talk about me and ask others if I
There are certain things that just cannot be done. You can't sneeze with your eyes open. Have you ever tried imagining what those colors that are invisible to the naked eye look like?
Death is dead! Death is dead!This is what everyone cries aloud and cheer,It relieves many hearts of agony and fear,
Death is dead! Death is dead!This is what everyone cries aloud and cheer,It relieves many hearts of agony and fear,
Believe To Achieve To Beleive You Must Achieve Over Come Fears And Regrets Stress Or Non-Stress
A writer in math class Words on my paper, don’t know what they say.
Drowned by outgrown adulthood, haikus wither to dull-inked veins that curl and snap under pressure of another member laid to rest. Like bones, syllables line the ground, curling bending as
He said yo midget but I kept on walking little did he know I went home and cried myself to sleep
It doesn't make sense, how someone so young, Would hate themselves so much And feel so unloved. We pay respect to the dead, But why not to the living? Why do we only care,
All I wanna do is play, But I'm watching the days pass away, And although you don't give me toys to chew, Master I will always love you, You walk in the door and I'm happy,
Strings attached Playing puppeteer with nimble fingers and old, vivid nightmares I'm your puppet darling Strings attached Center with each, individual, socket
Words cannot express the emotion in my body Like the rush of water crashing into the rocks My aspiration to talk is shadowed by humility Clinching my fists and shuttering in fear
confident yet insecure
My mind has an emotion that feeds of my heart For what I feel it expresses in words It is not scripted to what it must be But simply just wright's from what my heart tells thee It dances to life with creativity
It was an instant goodbye I began to cry I lost a friend Oh Dear God, why?
Social Media Facebook - Making a page that will deliberately describe what I want to say.
my soul is an attic; there are dust particles floating and settling all around. my memories lie, scattered upon decrepit, creaky shelves and doubtful, broken staircases.
With winter almost here it's time to layer on thick its days are drawing near so I'll make this real quick. After the last leaves fell it was time for a new season
I come from a family that didn't have much Seems like each day the road would get tough The rain would never let up but through it all I kept my head up Because i new one day there would be a blue sky
We live in a world where society rules most of us We create groups to isolate our selfs from larger crowds We figure that if we stay away from the people who try and change us then we cant be changed
Honesty is honestly a rare commodity.
Writin' this for Power Poetry, Hopin' that they notice me, And I hope to see this scholarship, Cause man these loans, They make me sick, Emptied pockets,
Dirt on the flowers Smudges on the mirror Scars on a face Not all as they appear Some turn and run Others point and jeer For what's on the outside Is all there is to cheer
Looks are deceiving
From the moment I saw you, I knew you were a heartbreaker.
our lives are turning over washing away the guilt left over from when you're finally sober like an omnipresent rinse cycle yet still you foil life by kissing to a false idol you know
happiness is a scary thing. it can be taken so easily, ripped away from your grasp, snatched away from your clutch when you’re already so comfortable, so accustomed.
It's 12:10am as i write this my darling insomnia fueling my abyss feeling cool and calm as music fills the air though as calm as i feel i can't ignore my thoughts the thoughts that i can't bear
They call me 2 chairs Alls i get is deep stares Feelin like im commonly confused
Full of knowledge I received Rooted deep in earth I didn’t have to travel I am the inner cup Half full kind of tree I listen to remember Listen to the wind Who carries stories
Black and White, for some that is all there is the stark constrast of good and bad, right and wrong, rich and poor, thick and thin. What ever happened to gray? to shade, to shadow,
it keeps us alive our eyes glow, our hearts beat. No matter the distance, as long as it is not within us. embrace the mystical mystery that plays like a musical.
I can go for days
Are you staying true to the dream of the adolescent you?
The streets are empty. Life turns shallow this time of night. The stop lights continue to change, but there is no one around. The beauty of it remains, but the sadness takes shape.
Strangers. Circled in a dome. Mentally, Phyically Open Mentally Closed. Emotions fall out Tears out of control. Imprisioning ourselves. The shackles break
Sometimes you might feel empty inside, unable to say how you feel because too much pride. You might feel like you are on your own, like you are all alone. But have no fear,
Forty poems later but for you this is number one, read this and I’ll show you more to come. Dear lord give me the confidence, this girl’s got me in the power trip.
My dream job would be: a kid. Now, that may seem utterly ridiculous. Well, it's "right" to think that, in a way. Experience may say differently to my choice, But first, hear what I have to say.
My dream is to be a animator Not just any digital design animator No, That is to wide of a goal I am for smaller more difficult Disney animator That is what I want to be
I think about you every now and then You're not my friend No you're too akward, even to pretend I guess it's whatever So shy and sweet, until she crys and you're not there to sweep her off her feet.
Someday we shall meet and everything will fall in place, without the any notice and your arrival and be unexpected, when I have fallen you will be there to help me back up,
What is life? Living in a country where freedom is the key Yet, being told what to do till you die Being expected to be perfect Being expected to become rich Yet, you get critizied by the color of you skin
As we stare into each other's eyes
Life is full of surprises good ones and bad ones but, the key to living live to its fullest is to never ever let anyone or thing bring you down.
If you think of Spring, what do you see?Flowers, eggs, bunnies, or bees?I see the grass, green and lush;The streams filled with a serene gush.The sky is a blanket, infinite and blue;
Into the mist
turn up the volume
I am someone who never gives up, fighting for what I believe in, fighting through dangers I face:
When the sun shines through the clouds and the world seems to glow.
Life is to be heard. It you don't take a chance, why are you living?
I just want someone who will be simply content by my side. Someone smart and funny. Who will be happy having me, flaws and all.
Black darkness. 1:34 a.m. Thinking of you: Good morning. I miss you. But then I remembger you have embarked on a journey that I am no longer part of. But still - Good morning.
Missed you today. It's been a while.
You live to be loved, but what is there to love when so many are wanting to survive and do not have the heart to stop and think - if they were to love, it'd be okay, It'd be okay.
I remember how much it hurt, I recall the betral, I can still feel the pain. The hurt of your smiles, smiling as if everything's the same. I saw it coming, I just never got around
They come and go, as they always do. Some linger longer than others. And yet others still are oblivious. But who can blame human nature? Stay detached.
As I try to grasp upon this abstract feeling within me, "butterflies" as they call it, bewildered by the tension pressuring my cells running through me, pumping wildly and surging through my veins,
Lost of air... that's the feeling. Loss of heart, and the loss of care. It's the loss of the part you used to hold, the loss of the feelings you thought you had shared, It was 'mutual'.
You fill my veins with poison, you drive my mind insane, It's you who leave me unwanted, my soul so filled with pain. I try to walk away, forget you, I try to never look backm
I didn't mean to fall in love, like how you didn't mean to say goodbye, Like how you didn't mean to find another, another perhaps better than I. I didn't mean to fall in love,
love love is a distinguished feeling a true feeling it can be imagined but better when experienced love is pure love is kind love is found in the deepest barriers love is unexpected love is bright
Time FreezesPupils Dilated
Living out of bags Going from friends to friends When Life gets this bad When It ends, It ends You put the buzzed to the side Cause you know they've lost your mind And the world says you lost
I am the secret adventures through the woods.I am the distant sounds of singing.I am the late night games of tag with childhood friends.I am the voices intertwining to become one song.
I might not live to take in my next breath,
What is Love? Is it fair? When one loves someone, yet the other doesn't care. Is love a war? Is love a fight? Is love worth all those sleepless nights?
Can't you see words hurt? Does it make you feel better? When you say hateful things, Or put others down for your comfort. Others have feelings too, times where we want to be done.
I'm lost and confused, I've been mistreated, I feel used, I fall in love and get refused.
You know the feeling... The one where you swear you could fly when you're around that one person yes that one of course....love it is painful yet we seem to go through that pain again and again why?
One job may change my life.
Sometimes we want what others haveSometimes what we have isn't good enoughWe think of ourselves as inadequate beingsBecause we had less opportunity more hard workWe hope and pray that success comes our way
Subliminal messages being fed to our brains
Why? That is my question. Why do I feel like you're the exact definition of perfection? Why are you so amazing even though I'm only staring at your reflection, Not making a sudden movement,
how are you so
Your arms wrap around my waist. Mine hold your neck. You pull me tight, And lift me off my feet. The smile that lights my face is permanent, It won't go away. The seconds feel like minutes
My heart races with every thought of you
When I was five I was asked Roberto, what do you want to be? What do you see your self being when you're older?
You never know what the future will bring you nor do you know who will be there when you wake, life is a game of risks and chances the real question is how do we handle the grasp of it
I don't wanna go no where I just want to stay right here feel the love is this room and only feel it with you se your smile so bright and the glow in your eyes I see my forever
If I could change anything The thing I’d want to do Is go back in time And change a few things I did. The time I said something stupid, The time I didn’t say anything at all,
Whats the point of faking a smile? when in all reality your miserable inside people call you selfish for wanting to die but your whole life you've faked the smile so they don't feel guilt
When did she become more than just a breeze?
it boggles my mind how they could seem so inviting loving yet the care is so completely pretend they can't even love me so much that they make me even happy they...
I find it impossible To tell the world you love somebody Until you truly know The color of their eyes And I don't mean The generic Birth certificate answer Her eyes are not blue
Ran By heart Go in new Not as old Be bold Leap with hope Being dope
If I could,
My pen gliding against the paper Drawing out my words A voice thats unknown, A desire to be heard Music, art, writing, A mind full of words, A voice of meaning, And the hatred of lying
A religion based on the belief that god exists in writing, pouring your life onto paper to recieve enlightenment to a place so inviting.
I don't want diamonds, and I don't want the world. I just want you to hold me close and tell me I'm your girl. Don't buy me a dozen roses or rings with big rocks. Go to the dollar store and buy me some colored socks.
Why hesitate? Is it getting late? Are you scrutinizing the clock to wait for the time in which it will shut the gate? Why so quick? Do not fall for life’s stupid trick!
To forget...To love...To heal Love cannot be earned nor learn I am thankful that you never left But it's time for you to go Smile just like the way you used to smile with me
My life is in JesusYeah, a love that can't be comprehendedSharing truth, Jesus Christ's coming!
A three year old said "i love my mommy"A six year old said "i love my toys"But, what is love?A 1en year old said "i love my friends"A fifteen year old said "i love him"
Your love knotsare tied aroundmy heart
I would kill for a pill that would make me feel, So happy inside, Fill me with pride and confidence, If someone offered it to me, I'd happily agree to take it with me,
My dream is my job Where I get to travel and creat and invent Oh, no, no ,no, child They say No, you must get a job that makes money Singers make money And they do what I love
One, Two, Three, Four, are you eager for it's shore? The pale face rises into night, soldiers stand watch with eyes of glimmer and shine. we stand watch on the woods of our sailors
A sad girl Who's been heartbroken and left to soak in her own tears. Left to drown without any support in her own fears.
As I lay d
i look back and see the pain you brought me i must forgive you in order to move on. just another chapter in my life that beginning with a brighter start. we learn to forget only if we forgive.
Working at the local grocery store Bagging groceries like it’s my life As I bag, I dream of the future What could life be like if it were perfect?
i knew you were my hero
he was a tidal wave,
you look at me with soft brown eyes
As long as I'm happy, it doesn't matter to me. I could be waist high in sewage or keeper of bees. If something in my life can bring me glee, I will be content with what makes money.
Love .... One of the craziest words in the dictionary.
i was never as strong as Them She fought a long battle, where i could only last for a short time
can't you see her eyes? like a caramello down on gumdrop lane, I succumb to your sweet treats. Hair as icing on a birthday cake, guess I'm lucky. Body as full as a lucious apple,
Sway with my boulders and broad shoulders, swiftly as trees and as good as bees, you and me should be a team. Footsteps like rocks but attractive as tater tots. Whether it's the arch of my back,
Ever thought of me tot? maybe if I bicker and tinker and be a stinker you'll tot on my thought you spotted pot. Dare ya to try and out smart my thought!
Used like a toy for laughs, abused till' the brain stews, left as an abandoned child. Why do this to me dear?
staring at the clouds, drifting in the sky, i wonder if they look down at us; at our shapes.
Art relates to me. Art is the creative skill and imagination presented to the world. Every stroke of paint an artist adds on a canvas, every stitch a designer puts in a piece of clothing
At First is was all smiles and Hi's Shy looks away Trying not to get caught looking anyway Confusion, fear of rejection I’ve never felt like this before, though So how do I know how I feel?
The leaves on the treesFall every autumnIf they can fallWhy can't I? I'm drifting downwardsAway from youIf someone doesn't snatch meI'll be gone.
She goes by no name. Nor has any friends. She sits alone watching everyone else smile and laugh.
Life is unfair The adults all preach it But it takes so long for you to believe it You ride the waves Until the board breaks
Doth thy wonder, In thy sleep, Of a place where dreams come true, And your heart be forever at ease?
No matter where I go, I can't explain away, the limitless attraction to a girl who knows her way. She's a mystery to us all, and a puzzle to a tee, a conundrum to her parents,
Drawings hearts on hands, Talking about your favorite bands, Going to football games together And enduring the long lines at concession stands Surprise flowers and gifts,
L iving without self-hatred. O beying the standards I've set for myself.
Why would you just stand and watch? What if it was your friend or family? Feeling emotionally lost. Feeling as if no one is there. Feeling embarassed.
The pride of my family, I've got a tradition to uphold. It weighs on my should. It's what I've been told. Face the opportunity. We're meant to live bold.
It's a funny feeling , Just doesn't settle right, Took a few wrong turns with you by my side,
I remember grade one When the parents asked "What do you want to be?" Fireman, princess, baker, happy And every person knew their purpose I remember grade five When the teachers asked
1. I've literally spent like thirty minutes trying to think of a number one. 2. They say a picture's worth a thousand words so if I could, I would take all the photos I have of you, nail them to a wall and call it poetry.
Reading develops the mind. It controls you and changes you. Reading a book is an adventure, that all should take a ride on. Reading an inspirational piece is something that makes you grow.
The stars; so far yet so near. Though impossible, I can feel their soft whispers through the night. Rippling in my ear, each has a story to tell, A story of the beginning, the now, and the end.
A stream of compassion flows with peace A river of grace is love
A Pilot, Engineer, World Activist, it goes on and on People get mixed up with a Job, Just to get payed, to become rich, these things don't change your life. Perhaps they do keep a roof over your head,
See a boy grow up with bruises on his back ‘Cause he can’t change how he’s born
The buzzing of bees, The raw smell of honey, The dark rich taste of chocolate. A glance and a smile
I’m on the verge of setting free of all the pretty things left inside me does that scare you?
what would i say could change? it would be me. My knowledge of how powerful education really is and how successes could better me. How education would have helped me become a better me.
They told me to marry rich,to marry "up."But we could make plans to live in cardboard boxes on city streets lined with blankets and flowers.
Feeling good, oh so perfect Maybe the pain was really worth itPassing through my depression Set aside my aggression Although it returns so abruptly It passes by, I don't stay stuck B
How does one say this...That you are wonderful and In wonder I fall (senselessly)
I choose to be happy. I'm not gonna sit around in a slum waiting on something or someone, I will be vigilant and ready for when my time comes. I chose to be happy I didn't cry and smash my fist,
Oh so warm is the bright hug from the sun, raining down sunshine on all the green. Warm is the touch of petals and leaves, as is the sound of chimes and wind through trees. Warm is the sunset late in the day,
upon a dandilion i blew its seeds floaten soflty on a breeze so true and the wish that engulfed my heart and my soul was a wish that had something to do with you that night i saw a shooting star
I am from farmers and teachers From too much to drink and the pain that comes from it I am from many snowmobilies Heart racing, As we fly down trail after trail, My father and I.
There's no such thing as a happy ending. Either you're hurt or you're dead. You think you'll always have people there, But were the hell is a friend?
Love is forever Love is fleeting Love is kind Love is harsh Love is ease Love is hard Love takes time Love makes time fly Love is fragile Love is enduring
Stuck in the dark, so bland and dry.Tired of remarks, so full of lies.Shutting it out, yet in it seeps.Without a doubt, too many emotions to keep.
What is happy Is it a smile on my face Is it no longer being a disgrace Is it laughter escaping my mouth
We inherited our fathers hatred letting his words tattoo into our brains and flow onto our tongues every time we were bombarded with something new these words fell from our lips
I don't own a lot of things all i have are these set of strings i played my way through the southern streams
Can't wait to be the gazelle that strides across open plains.
Love. I've always wanted love. But a special kind of love. Not that lovey dovey, kiss kiss, let me talk to you every second of the day - love, no.
What can we do? Together we can, Illuminate the world Together we can, Try to save a smile
Flirtation She smiles He jokes She brushes the hair away from her face Finding any excuse to make eye contact
The struggles of everyday life are endlessKeeping up with everything can be arduousI'm really trying to keep up with all of thisAll you can do is smile and pretend to be famous
Beauty is not an idea tossed around gently. Beaty is thrown around like a football, Sometimes trampled on or throw in the air. To some, the football has no meaing. To several, it has an abundance of meanings.
Come, be still and lay in my arms;No one can resist my many charms.I'll keep you warm and you can rest your headYou'll never want to leave me, for I am your bed.
With my ukulele guiding me down the pathway to good vibes. With the breeze in my hair giving me a feeling of pure comfort. With the sun on my face enveloping me in its transient warmth.
I, personally, have a love for larger dogs because I’ve always grown up with them and my volunteer position at the SPCA allows me to express my passion for animals.
Love is a question mark that hangs above my head, It is like a butterfly that takes the risk of being dead, Love can be the root to many other emotions, Like despair which is as treacherous as all of the oceans.
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Life, it is too short and sweet, But at times it's a bitter release. Live while your lights still on.
The strength of a smile,
It's true to say, Every girl has flaws, And it's true that its displayed Every guy has been clawed. But ones for sure, For me it's a personal tour. I can say that I've loved
The sunshine was as thick as fog and all I could see was your face with your lips Lips that gave kisses that melted the ice that covered my body. Kisses that
It’s hard to be happy when life is so sad. It’s hard to be glad when everyone’s mad. It’s hard to love when there’s no one to trust.
in your eyes i see this pain this hate this vain you say you love but dont know how they broke it once how could you know LOVE that word so strong gets thrown around in a sentence in a song
You give me some kind of feeling. I'm excited, Yet a little scared and apprehensive at the same time. Will I do it right? Will I be good enough?
Trust is like a currency or a golden ticket. Giving it to that special someone, So they will stay and be your friend. Trust is something will live for and strive from.
We are surrounded by people and things, By those who are chained and by those who have wings, By those who love life and dare to dream, And by those who are scared to even be seen.
Taylor Talkative, weird, funny, cuddlier Daughter of Jim and Tammy Lover of Chinese, Pizza, Animals, and German Shepherds Who feels happy around animals, and at Warped Tour Sad at Funerals
The future is unknown to anyone. All we can hope for is the best, Until this short life is done. Blue, brown, hazel eyes of all earthly guest
Screw them. Screw them and their conformity I am beautiful I am beautiful despite the bump on my nose I am beautiful despite the acne on my temple
Wow… You really like me? With my silly hair and attitude? I mean, I like you, but YOU liking ME? I can’t see it. I’m just a farm girl in a big city You’re a soldier, tough, not exactly my type But I like this
Yeah, I'm white Never Been in a fight But my dream is to knock out some lights Talkin' 'bout dreams, one-a mine's to be free Ya see, my parents lock me down with a key Yo, little do you know about me
The soft touch of warm skin Tenderness and comfortable smiles Hand-in-hand with him Living in the moment Feeling of infinite and endless happiness Cuddling and forgetting the world
Beauty is not what she portrays, for beauty itself portrays her. She is the definition of beauty itself so calm, so soft, yet so eloquent
I because iam GRATEFUL to have you apart of my life. I cry because iam HAPPY to know we are together I cry because iam OVERJOYED can't wait to be your wifee
Breaking, bursting, shining Mesmerizing, happy and joyful. Brightening my day, a smile from the seat next to mine.
It falls and breaks Into a song of phoenix. A crumpled paper underfoot, Silver squids in the fleeing tree. Shoes on cats, one two three,
You are beautiful. You are your own unique self. Self of mind, and appearence No matter what you look like. You are still beautiful.
Who cares, I don't I just want to go home. Who pays attention to this stuff anyway. Wait, it's what, no way. You what, can't be. Oh, well it's over.
If only we could put the lonely girl with the lonely boy Fix the hurt Make the used feel less like a toy …………………………………………………………………..
I don't know whether it's pain or pleasure but it hurts But it hurts so exquisitely There's something wrapped too tight around me and i can't breathe but it hurts So I pull it closer
They say to write a list of what you're grateful for.They say it will make you happy. I say there's more to it than that.I say writing isn't the answer--learning is.
This sweater of mine is ready for the breezing weather Wraps around me, not light like a feather Golden ball of fire hides behind the fluff Oh, what a wonderful season full of stuff apples, leaves, candy
The sweet reverie of a little girl in a Cinderella dress Does not hold a demise For no person shall attempt to withhold her She has imagination creativity innocence virtue Let her twirl
happy so happy better get happy i desire this so badly for you to not be sad ever nothing is worth your frowning face (2012ish)
Competition in this generation marks the determination of H.I.P.H.O.P We will be those who carry insanity
A shiny lock Numbers written around the edge in a circle I watch as it turns Back and forth The numbers blend together Amd I get confused and lost No longer sure how to unlock it
Feet on ground Head in the sky Making plans for the future When I am barely getting by Just happy to be smiling So lucky to be alive Whether money grows on trees Or I am begging on my knees
Remember when the world was happy? Neither do I.
you know its spring when,a chalky finger points the wayon the face of broken pavement too,a tulip gardens bed and,a splash of color grows.
I walk into the class, Room nine and all I see are boys behinds I wish they would take school more serious cause what they're doing is delerious
Cartoon Network, Nickelodeon Disney Channel and more Oh Cartoons, I do adore When I was little I learned so much Bubbles, her sweet and gentle touch Blossom was a leader and Buttercup didn’t back down
Sat down and stared at the mesmerizing sky,Didn't expect to find a friendI can't even liePeace was all we yearned.
When you have a bad day I ask you not to look away. When you have a bad day I ask you if you can stay. When you have a bad day I'll help you feel better okay? I don't really have much to say.
Sun So bright Keeps me warm Keeps me light In the morning You start my day But after noon You fade away Then I start to think Why do you leave day after day? After I realize
Her alarm went off at six in the morning She heard wedding bells in her sleep, then the snooze went off-- a warning. He turned on the coffee pot, somewhere on the other side of town.
I know what you're thinking,Why me, right?Out of all the other boys,The jocks, the rich kids, the artists,You choose me.
Life has Something, Something to fill it. This Something will fill it to the brim. It will also stretch life to the longest it can be, Without, of course, making it thin you see.
Try to accomplish what I did Try to feel what I felt Try to see what I saw Try to deal with what you dealt Try to cope with what you inheld Try to care with what you gave
What is the meaning of telling me I am beautiful, if all you see is the outside? People do not buy houses strictly because of what the outside entails.
My body doesn't seem to want to work anymore.
Who am I to think I’m beautiful?Disproportionate at every angle, my figure is shaped like that of a pear’s.And any claims to beauty seem to be rare,because I can hardly stand the sight of my body bare.
It releases me. I release myself. I release my thoughts through the pen onto my journal as it listens. The thoughts I don't speak out loud, the thoughts that don't make a sound. The
Beautiful. Beautiful doesn't necessary mean having beauty on the outside But having beauty on the inside Pretty face, pretty pretty body, pretty hair Doesn't mean a pretty soul, pretty thoughts, pretty heart
My mind and heart will NEVER conceive the idea that society wants me to
I smile I laugh I joyously shout I hug I cry for them And they cry for me I help as best I can I pry for those who need the prying I hide for those who want the hiding
Little Dove, You're the one I love because, Everytime you come around, You always manage to lift my frown.
There once was a girl With long brown hair With bright blue eyes And skin so fair There once was a girl With tears in her eyes With a blade in her hand And shaken with cries
All year long I don't even know when I 'm strong Why do I have to wait You're the right fate Shadows you can see through Sunlight clouds Darkness falls Fall leaves Spring flowers
Express yourself! Use your words!were all things I was told back then.So I allow my words roam free here and again.Like now, I write when the mood is rightor, to keep my eyebrows from getting tight. Express yourself!
Over the hills and far away,To a lovely place where I want to stay.Where grass is blue and skies are green,And the ocean is clear and oh-so serene.I lay with my hands in the warm soothing sand
Love is funny, don't ya think? I met you once, and stopped to blink. Is this for real? or is it fake? We hung out never, yet life's at stake. You kissed me millions,
Poetry is like a story but smaller. Think of a bird. Graceful and beautiful it can be, Or angry and ugly it can be.
We've always really talked but not like this, never nonstop, feelin like a couples first kiss, such blissand emphasis put on one simple thing, talking, stalking eachothers words like a predator to its prey and I pray that these actions stay the sa
There once was a girl with two different sides. The bright, the bold, and the bubbly; the happy the laughing and the smiley. The dark, the dangerous, the angry; the hurt, the crying, the melancholy. She smiled to the world, no reason to frown.
"Look at the obvious, only feel for the "natural", God told me. "Don't smell the pink flowers, only the blue", the media said. "Pull yourself to the inside and push from the out", school taught me.
Don’t be sad, But don’t deny that you are If I could hear the color blue, you'd sound just like it. I don’t know how to help you but, I can help you recompose your sound..
Let’s live forever young together, don’t let go of me. I smell your irresidible sweet sexy scent, It still floats through the air.
Life is like a long drive down a short road.Your car when you were born,had no suitcases inside.No tears in the leather of the seats,and the road is flat with no bumps.And straight with no turns.
You are my love and my everything, Oh What I would give, to hear your heart sing. For you I love, and for you I care, And I will be your partner, everywhere. Rely on me, for your love and peace,
Love comes and goes, thats how every story is told like started to doubt , until my heart began to shout As I began to believe there was no one for me ,
Forget love lets just be happy Anger, lies, and not being perfect This all causes problems.
You feel the warmth of the sun on your face As he chases the dog down the hill, you trace The land with your eyes as he looks at you and smiles. "You're too far away!" he yells
Society expects you to do anything and everything. Society expects you to ave high marks in your academics. Society expects you to go to college. Society expects you to have a job.
You're all I think about; morning, noon, and night. When you're not around, I miss you so much and it hurts so bad... You take a big part of me...my heart...and I'll never ask for it back.
When i look into your eyes, their full of wonder, beauty and suprise.When i see your gorgeous hair, all that i can do is stop and stare.You always know what to say, to give a great start to the rest of my day.If i start feeling sad, you know just
Though for the last few months Everyone looked at her With judgement and disgust, She felt beautiful. She did make one mistake; She admitted that. But that didn't mean that
Love is a complicated thing And many people get it wrong Once, or twice, or even more. But once in awhile A pair gets it right, They become a couple
As the ocean draws in from a hard days work I stop and think of the ongoing state of things. The sun's rays strech out from the horizon giving the sky a firework of explosion. What has my life become? Where is it leading me?
I always became a certain way when I heard a distancing train. It took away the love in my body and left me with disdain. The hollow sound filled my heart while lonely thoughts scoured my brain.
Lonely but Glad Happy but sad Alone but surrounded Singing but silent Alive but dead Smooth but with a dent Silent but screaming Loud but quiet Crushed but dreaming I stood but He left
“I am happy" Happier than an orphan who is adopted on Christmas And later returned to his previous conditions; "The hope was all I needed" Happy like a father who raises a daughter
If I was to write you a poem, It'd be like this On sticky notes Except instead of on your walls I'd plaster them to your heart and brain With super glue That way you'd know
How many years has its been since you gave birth to yours truly? We've had our ups and downs, many times, but I've kept you in mind lovingly. I know that I haven't been the perfect child, but honestly
Lead me true I’m walking on a tightrope Moving so slow. I’m walking on a tightrope with With know where to go.
Another day, another place, Time to put on my happy face. Paint my smile, erase my tears, Reveal to none my greatest fears. Beause there's something coming, Something better,
I live life full of smiles and happy thoughts It makes me wonder what are behind these thoughts and smiles The other day I nearly died of laughter But why did I laugh so much?
Autumn comes and goes and soon the flowers die No Honeysuckle to last as the cold encroaches on her Down the hillside she use to grow but wilted stalks now lie Not to rise again ‘til spring so winter’s wind cannot shiver
Oh what shadows I carry and bring with me; We dance all night and sing in perfect harmony, Oh so joyous and free. Together we live so happily, because they're just like me.
Seven girls danced on a hill, On the last day of December. It was a short moment to fill, Wishing this time would last forever. As winter was moving to spring, Seasons of life moved as well.
If words can be a weapon and a bandage both Forgiving and transgressing with a little flick Yelling and whispering complements and jeers On this I then wonder why they need not a leash
Torn in each direction Heavily each force draws Enveloping the sole will Yearning to be free Except it’s not enough X over each lie and fault Perceiving gone they still are there
Yesterday is one less piece in forever. Onward moving without regret, Understanding nothing of human pain. Sometimes it would be nice to put Time on a leash, Eventually It could understand what it puts us through.
There is something missing between there and here Hope is not enough to cross the great divide Everything is riding on this Choosing whether to stand or run Having lost sight of the road Under darkness we fall
Have you heard a mocking bird? Every time he sings it is another bird’s song— Just mockery exits his throat, Only to lure someone into a bigger trap. I know some mocking birds well— Never a fowl word,
Maybe this is a beginning of a story, You’ll never know. Far from the beginning and the end, Another person might see the truth. The question is can you? Hearing only what you care to,
What would you say To us alone in the woods? Not simply to fuck Rather instead alone to pretend That we Are alone in the world Together we Can find a rock in the stream
Girl: When I was 13 I "knew" what love was. Love was handsome,and tall and played football AND drove a black mustang car.
The ultimate family reunion Family from east to west West to East North to South We all gather at one special place I'm most excited to see one particular face That I have not seen in ages
Life is too short, grudges are a waste of perfect happiness. Life is too short, laugh when you can, it's a bonus. Life is too short, apologize, enhance, while you still have the chance. Life is too short,
The sands of time continue to fall. Hopelessness binds. Constricts hands, feet and heart. Desire for the should haves. As lost in the past miseries. Mistakes made. Lessons learned?
In me, your smile has awoken something long lost My heart has begun to defrost- Elated that our paths have crossed You smile, I smile, I lack self- control A fire burns in me and you've lit the charcoal
Poetry is my light It is my darkness The bottled feelings inside Pain Excitement Loose Happy Explode all on a single sheet of paper Like a volcano ready to erupt
Can’t sleep Order transcripts List awards and repeat Long waits Essays short Growing hungry Eat and repeat
I am that boy who is kind, sweet, silly and all I always carried a smile that stretches my lips about a mile walking near my folks telling jokes tall in height always a delight seeing me on the spotlight
Maybe you do not understand that the past is in the past, yet I am still chained to it. Maybe you do not understand that every time someone mentions that theme I cringe.
Getting good marks in exams makes one happy Eating ice creams makes some happy Splurging money on shopping makes others happy Our parents become happy to see their children happy
Every day we are awakened by the alarming clock. Every moment should be great. Don't misuse love, because others don't get the love.
I have been through... the innocents the confused feeling the love the lies the let down the wishful thinking the love the safe feeling the heart break the sleepless nights
Caring about yourself is hard to do. Especially if you're used to caring for someone else too. There's going to come a time when you just need to worry about yourself. Even if other people cry for help.
I am tired Of lies. Tired Of my disguise. I’m tired. I want to be free again; Free from the heart. I want to be me again; Free from insanity of humanity. I just want to be free.
To think I was never Going to find you I thought That The world wasn't In our favor
I have a dream that one day all can be happy and the children That is all that matters to me
Stomach flutters, more vulgure than butterflies I see him, more than with my eyes Lip-locked, constantly catching me by surprise I'm ready I'm waiting, he's more than amazing This one has got my mind pacing
This place I am, it is horribly dark. Yet, here I will stay. I am a flightless lark. Motionless I’ll lay. Please, take me away. I need this to stop, For these yearnings to drop.
Do you want to know how I feel? There are butterflies swarming around my stomach at all times of my existence. My bones shake and my heart rate goes through the roof.
A silent killer A disastrous ghost we give this to those who hurt us the most A beautiful rose in the scene forgetting the thorns that are left "unseen."
He knew my biggest fear was falling in love. Three months into our relationship I was growing a bit afraid. On July eleventh he wore the sexiest silver shirt that made his pale skin color shout. He picked me up at five sharp.
Life is precious as we all should know. We are just seeds in the dirt waiting to grow. As time goes by and the good and bad influences from our surroundings shine down on us, making us to sprout into our various ways, we stand.
Angry tears Arched across my zygoma Flowing with rage...It’s colorful I can't think... my mind eclipse by sublte animosity Through holes I've imprinted with malice
*stomach drops* Hearts stop, And I forget how to breath, Don’t worry, about me, I wear my heart on my sleeve For all to see, Being different is how I love me. ---
Filling my heart with accomplishment And the sketched atmosphere of the aloof stratosphere, I stretch my legging clad legs over the edge of Cloud 9
Why i gotta mess up Why do i trust Why do i care Why am i here Why don't i have nobody Cause i aint worth ish, that's why
It's funny, when people ask you if you're sad and you just smile, and say "no", and they walk away, satisfied, Thinking that they were mistaken That they misread the moment of pain, depression,
(poems go here) Ode to happiness and the high it gives you. Suppressing the stress you could no longer bare. Cleaning you up until you’re “as good as new”. It’s like inhaling a breath of the sweet spring air.
Lack of beauty, abundance of lust, risky relationships she cannot trust. Runs from herself to hide from her spouse, looks mighty in theory, in reality mouse. Attempts to be home when in her own house,
2013 My graduation year the end has never seemed so near leaving friends and my home in the past but i promise i wont forget the tough times staying up late to finish homeowrk
L-O-V-E Is a four letter word love shouldn't be taken for granted But mean so much to someone that means so much to you Don't let love slip away Hold it forever in your heart Cherish each day
Live life Love life Live happy. Be happy Stay happy Live a life of happiness and always be alive.
Today is a big day for a little bird, like me No one knows i'm coming Even though i'm not born yet I have traveled back into time
Three simple words, Is all I have to say To tell you how I feel, And there's no other way.
The first time I laid eyes on you Met you for the first time I Knew. It was something about the way you smiled But I hesitated, unsure It couldn’t be, my mind is playing tricks. We’ll be friends.
Maybe I became what I said I never would, But maybe change is bound to those who only wish they could. And my life is spurred by the moments rooting from the past, Get whisked away and forget the time,
I love to have fun Whether it's playing in the shade or the sun I like to be with friends Because they will make me happy to the end My family makes me so gracious Our love is never ending and spacious
To you I give my only heart, For if we ever drift apart. To have me with you forever, So I must forget you never.
It’s a nice hot summer day You’re going on a family trip That is two hundred miles away You don’t want you mom to flip So you chose to not say a word You thirst, but do you dare take a sip?
I start as the girl I'm supposed to be Always nice and kind and happy With a boyfriend who cares, and a sister to run to Everyone says "your family truly loves you" No one can see the yells and screams
I want to be your co-pilot I want to write in our booklet Forever and always I want to be the reason you are never lonely I want to be your one and only Forever and always
Just one kiss upon your lips, is enough to make me dream. The sweet taste of loves desire, the soft and tender one I admire.
Baby theres so many things id like to say, and no money can pay, for all the happiness you bring me, so in my heart please tell me you'll stay.
No gain without a loss. No love with out a cost. Simplicity won't ever be reality. Reality will never be realistic. dreams, that's where I come from. Dreaming, that's what I'm doing.
My faith is corrupt, it's nothing but doubt. Everything you promised became a lie; a way out. Dreams are for those who can believe no doubt. I can't say I'm one, belief was something I never could retrieve; a way out.
Everytime I go to tell you what's on my mind I lose control. I feel so much emotions in my heart, mind, body and soul. But for some reason I don't know how to let the truth unfold.
You've never seen me wear my tears. You've never seen me consumed in fear. You'll never understand what you haven't been through, it's just that clear.
I look you right into the eyes and disregard all of the lies. I swear I'm lookin into heavens skies. I look you right into the eyes and time starts to fly. I never bothered to question why.
i remember a silly bear a handsome fox and Marion fair oodelolly oodle oh, golly, what a day
Perfection unknown It yells at me Tells me Scorns me Bothers me Never lets me free. What does it mean to be any of this? This little piece of me; My heart My wishes
I am you. I am the person you see, the person you watch. I am one of you. We walk the halls, we walk the earth, we walk the journey together. I am you, I am here for you.
The cat, with a stern face walks alone. With shoulders back and head held high Taking in what little love given and always looking forward.
All my life - I've been trying to find Such a beautiful place, Like the one in my mind. Somewhere that no one else can trace. Now here I am Standing in front of it, Not giving a damn,
Not liking the first I start a new page Realizing that life only sucks when You are no longer playing center stage I think maybe we should try this again
I drink from my cup. I lift it right up. I drink water, juice, and milk. They all go down smooth like silk. Oh, how I love my cup.
As I walk through the door, nothing but childhood memories hit the floor, calling me back to where I once stood, happy and understood.
I don’t need your flowers or jewelry, You never offered it anyway. I offered you hugs and kisses, You rejected them all with a shrug. I wanted to be happy, therefore I wanted your love. I can finally see.
Yesterday finding a suitor seemed doubtful even though millions of fish live in the sea. No one could spark my life, it continued to remain dull. Just as I began to lose hope, you found me.
Happy is all she ever wanted to be. She finds it hard to be happy with everything going on School, peers, keeping up with family and friends, not to mention all the struggles at home.
"...Hearts are best fixed and re-run than left broken, hurting, and struggling to function And though it may be as fragile as glass Or if you are never completely healed from the last Always keep your heart open
The day she is not with me is the day that I die following her always, with no frown or no sigh. My life would not be complete without my very best friend I know she'll always be here,
The day I get to see you, is the day the sun rises. The day I get to see you, is the day the flowers bloom
True friends are hard to find, Ones that are true and kind. That's what I found in you, Something I have only found in so few.
Remember the light remember the world? Remember the precious little girl? Do you remember the peace we had? Do you remember when we wearn't sad? Do you remember the beautiful blue skys?
Pitter, Patter Scitter, Scatter Mice on the floor Bump, Thump Rock, Knock Who’s at the door? Scratching Screaming I bet she’s bleeding Cleaning is such a chore Wailing
Bright smiles, Dream eyes, Wind blown hair, Stomach butterflies; Intertwined hands, Never-let-go hugs, Warmth of a kiss, Oh, the effects of Love.
Don't worry of it The end will not come These theories of lies Will root to the ground So stop making these lies Be happy to be around Live another year for you