My Poetry
Trapped in a box
With a rope leading to nowhere
A face of paint to cover emotion
Sentenced to silence
My only escape is a tear
Breaking the box
Releasing my pain
Washing away the paint
tiny precious angel
wrapped in mommys arms
fear of nothing
content and warm
tempermental baby monstercrying at the slightest thing
wanting all
thinking she's king
little pretty princessupon daddys knee
laughing, smiling...
giggles full of glee
the silent sweetiequiet and shy
sentimental and kind
obnoxious teenagerrebelling against the world
saying all is heartless and cruel
once againa dazzling charm
linked with mom arm in arm
kissing daddy on the cheek
going out
love is what she seeks
honey she's homebetter than before
having educated opinions
of herself she’s sure
and more mature than you'd believe
ready to go and face the world
she’s all grown up nowbut in her parents eyes
forever and always
the same she will be
daddys little princess
and mommas dollbaby
Life Is Like The Waters of The World
Like the salty ocean, Life brings tears to your eyes, But can also be tranquil and wide
Like a river, Life is twisting, With numerous paths to choose from
Like a waterfall, Life is full of risks, adventure And splendor as well
Like a pond, Life is mystifying, Filled with surprises But also little things Which can easily be overlooked
Like a puddle, Somethings in life are dirty... But are fun to jump in anyway
Like a snowflake, Each life is so unique, Special in their own wayLike rain, Life can be unpredictable, harsh Or Soft and soothing But can be gone just as quickly as it cameLike a handful of water, Life should be treasured, Careful to not let it spill, Preserving every drop...
i am scared
of what lies in my fate
is it life or death that i shall face?
either way i loose
if i live...
tomorrow i will face a lifetime.
every day holding a new challenge and battle i must fight
however if i die
i will face death, my greatest fear
the fear of nothingness
or worse the fear of hell
will the gates of Heaven open wide
or slam shut when i arrive?
but either way i can win
if i live i can learn, love and laugh
and if i die, i can be fully in peace
relieved of the weight upon my shoulders.
ReincarnationDeath is not the end... But the finishing of a chapter and Conception is simply the beginning of a new Some don't finish and must go back to Reread Remember And heal the wounds that maybe open Birth is the process of fading the scars
Troubled Bystander My eyes brim with tears, As I watch the universe Destroyed by my peers They live in a fantasy I see reality Nature is dying because they are blind Thinking not with their heart and soul, But with only a shallow mind Oblivious to Mother Natures silent pleas To start recycling Stopping litter And the cutting down Of trees Going on with their selfish selves Continuing not to care They are only punishing the future, And because no one will listen All I can do is stare
Two Little Children
Two little children,
One black, one white
Holding hands and playing
No problems, nor fright
They laugh, they run,
They jump, they skate
And then they learn of violence and hate
Soon they are torn apart
By their different race
Two innocent, little children
One black,one white
Are no longer friends,
Because of our sight
Release From Pain Life has been nothing but torture and pain From the very second of my conception Unwanted in the womb Detested in the world Unloved by all With these closing words I pray to thee: Release me from agony And slash my ties From hell- so my spirit May finally be freed This shall not be an act of self pity- But an alleviation of grief No longer will I be a burden Dear dagger,be quick but precise I scream out in torment as you puncture my bosom My eyes close, I fall into unending slumber... Never to weep again
String of GuiltI feel as though I am falling, Falling, tied to a string From the sky.
Voices keep on calling, Calling, for me to stay alive.
All I see is darkness, darkness everywhere. I am surrounded, surrounded with loving care.
Although I may seem to be at peace, I long to let go, for no matter how far I fall I am never released
I am caught by a grasp, a grasp of guilt...
I don't want to leave them behind, but I must set myself free,I must die
Problems
Fears
Pain
Suffering
Will all soon disappear.
For I now put my soul to rest, and wish my loved ones the best
No longer could I prolong this, I was needed somewhere else
Utopia?
Time has stopped
Tears have been dried
Birth has been miscarried
Death has died
All is equal, yet not the same
No winning, no losing
No competition in games
Anger has been diminished
Pain has gone away
Evil has been finished
Good is here to stay
Perfection has been achieved
Yet is much different
Than we all perceived
Deep Exursion of Strength
Holding my head up high
Smiling, only to keep from crying
Biting my tongue
To prevent exposure
Of my thoughts
Overwhelmed by my surroundings
Passed out on the couch
April 1, 1999
unContRollaBle LaugHter
SmIlING, gigglINg
everyThiNGs fun and GAMes
until a SPIRALLINg footBall
hits you in your MouTh OF Metal
i really love the 5-7-5 and 2-4-6-8-2 poems....i think one is called a hicou or something on those terms but i enjoy writing them. i like the way they are self-explanatory in such a few words. well here they are:summer days drifting farther sunny rays getting colder closing time sadly your love forever more like a locket, clasps shut withstands the force of temptation trusts me sadnesssilent tears falling burning, they run down my cheeks salty streams of pain grieflosing someone close wishing you could have switched roles no greater heartache painwrapped joints bandaids on cuts peroxide kills germs broken hearts hurt worst of all no cure envywatching you with her cuddling close and tightly wishing you are mine Deathno more pain, darkness sudden, bright light surrounds you overwhelmed with joy
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