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Soon I will be tranferring all my poems to this new poem page. Under Construction!
I first knew i wanted to write when I was in 8th grade, My English teacher had given us a lot of essays that year, and I guess I found something that I was good at! I then started writting little phrases that rhymed, and moving one to stanzas. When I was in 9th grade I wrote a story for my older brother, he was a senior at the time, and I of course was very happy when he got a 90 on his story because I wrote it for him! After that my little brother asked me to write a story for him, now that story, I talk all full credit for, I wrote it one night before he was suppose to turn it in, it's called "THE REVENGE" its the typical gangster story, and he had to make a skit for it.. What I suggested for them to do was to act as if they were the character, and to tell the story with feeling. The got a flat ass 100 on it.. I was so proud of my self!. Well anyways.. I then started writing more when I got to 10 grade, I felt it was something I really couldn't do wrong! (except for punctuation). I then started writing my feelings, and some life situations, and thats what you are about to read! enjoy, feel free to use my poems.. but please don't playa hate! and give me some credit for them.
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Tenerte cerca de mi y no decir nada hacermy tu amiga aunque de ti estoy enamorada quererte con toda mi alma esconderlo dentro de mi este amor que no se ve y se esconde solo de ti por que la ocasion no se presenta de declarar lo que siento por ti muchas veces lo he intentado pero los obstaculos me alejan de ti aquella tarde que me decidi dejar salir el amor de ti una intrusa se interpuso y nunca mas supe de ti. | the distance faded your love, for some reason from me ther is still love. You told me that you didn't love me, then you turn aroudn and say "te quiero mucho". What is really going on? Did i really awake the feeling again? or was it just body talk? I feel very different, there is something that hold me to you. Its not the intimacy, its not the wish, its not the past. Some thing inside me tells me to persist and not to give up, and what better guide to my life than my heart. What else can be more pure than what comes from withing me? Sometimes I doubted, but my heart set me up straight "how can you believe that?" my heart says. "you love him".. Then I realized i was no longer leading my heart, but my heart was leading me. |
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Darkening clouds cover the skies confussion and chaos takes over the mind Can something so scary be part of this world? The best thing to do is to pray to the Lord Confussion and chaos is all that I see Why are all these terrible things happening to me? Am I paying for something? For something I've done? Or is this just something that comes and goes? People surround me they play with my mind Its something that haunts me I can't run nor hide My voices are silent my thought are not right All I can do is to try and hide Suddenly a ray of light I see The chaos and confission are abandoning me The yellow-orange glare comes through So everything I've been told isn't necessarily true! |
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