Post by Dancing with Suicide on Jul 27, 2005 16:45:23 GMT -5
Some of my poems...
I already posted some... but they got xeleted... so here it goes...
Dreams
Dreams are to hold and to love, protect them for they are sent from above.Don't let anyone take them away, don't listen to what other people say.Dreams are like wisps of air, they cmoe and go but are always there. Dreams fly in a blizzard of snow, they are looking forr young hearst for them to go. for it is a young heart, who is willing to start reaching for it's goals and feeding it's inner, That lack the carefree smarts. They forget to protect and begin to select.
Dreams get eliminated, and sometimes confiscated, so hold on to dreams forever. Never let them go, whether you are young or old, forget what you are told. Reach for your hearts desires and call those who discouage you liars. Remember, dreams are to love and to hold. Protect them dearly, for they are sent from above
Who is who?
Why do we try to mask who we truly are?
Plastic surgery in the California sun.
Changing of names just to be someone else.
Tattoos, piercings, multiple dye jobs.
Colorful clothes and make-up to match.
Tanning booths on every corner.
Who is who and why or not why not?
Commercialization ruining our lives.
Suddenly so vain and superficial.
The downfall of modern society.
All the while I am so confused.
Who is who and why or why not?
Last Goodbyes
I don't want you to leave
I want to keep you near
but I know wherever you are
my cries, you will always hear
I want you to say
"someone like you is hard to find"
but I know whatever happens
you'll always be on my mind
It's not your fault
I want you to know it's true
you didn't ask for this to happen
no one believed it would happen to you
We don't want to admit
not even this strong soul of mine
we hate to realize
you're near the end of your time
We will always love you
and remember how you stayed so strong
We never thought this would happen
but God proved us all wrong
Life
What is life? The room we are in?
Trapped in with the bad times, trying to let the good ones in.
Trying to flee from the dark times that last.
Trying to join the joyful passing so fast.
The times that haunt our lives, are those that we dread.
While we accept the good times as life instaed.
Dealing with lives as they come and go.
Trying to allow our fellings to flow.
Living our lives as best as we can.
Without knowing what is the plan.
I could see it coming.
I could see it coming and there was I could do.
I ducked into denial, but still the danger flew.
I thought of a way out but all roads lead to gloom.
So I crawled out of my hiding place, my well preserved cocoon.
I stood right in the blinding light, of fear's familar wrath.
Tremblingly held my ground, not moving from the path.
Soon it was upon me, my body shook with dread.
The frightful enemy I had feared, was all inside my head.
I have some more but I didn't want to type them... I will do it later...
I already posted some... but they got xeleted... so here it goes...
Dreams
Dreams are to hold and to love, protect them for they are sent from above.Don't let anyone take them away, don't listen to what other people say.Dreams are like wisps of air, they cmoe and go but are always there. Dreams fly in a blizzard of snow, they are looking forr young hearst for them to go. for it is a young heart, who is willing to start reaching for it's goals and feeding it's inner, That lack the carefree smarts. They forget to protect and begin to select.
Dreams get eliminated, and sometimes confiscated, so hold on to dreams forever. Never let them go, whether you are young or old, forget what you are told. Reach for your hearts desires and call those who discouage you liars. Remember, dreams are to love and to hold. Protect them dearly, for they are sent from above
Who is who?
Why do we try to mask who we truly are?
Plastic surgery in the California sun.
Changing of names just to be someone else.
Tattoos, piercings, multiple dye jobs.
Colorful clothes and make-up to match.
Tanning booths on every corner.
Who is who and why or not why not?
Commercialization ruining our lives.
Suddenly so vain and superficial.
The downfall of modern society.
All the while I am so confused.
Who is who and why or why not?
Last Goodbyes
I don't want you to leave
I want to keep you near
but I know wherever you are
my cries, you will always hear
I want you to say
"someone like you is hard to find"
but I know whatever happens
you'll always be on my mind
It's not your fault
I want you to know it's true
you didn't ask for this to happen
no one believed it would happen to you
We don't want to admit
not even this strong soul of mine
we hate to realize
you're near the end of your time
We will always love you
and remember how you stayed so strong
We never thought this would happen
but God proved us all wrong
Life
What is life? The room we are in?
Trapped in with the bad times, trying to let the good ones in.
Trying to flee from the dark times that last.
Trying to join the joyful passing so fast.
The times that haunt our lives, are those that we dread.
While we accept the good times as life instaed.
Dealing with lives as they come and go.
Trying to allow our fellings to flow.
Living our lives as best as we can.
Without knowing what is the plan.
I could see it coming.
I could see it coming and there was I could do.
I ducked into denial, but still the danger flew.
I thought of a way out but all roads lead to gloom.
So I crawled out of my hiding place, my well preserved cocoon.
I stood right in the blinding light, of fear's familar wrath.
Tremblingly held my ground, not moving from the path.
Soon it was upon me, my body shook with dread.
The frightful enemy I had feared, was all inside my head.
I have some more but I didn't want to type them... I will do it later...
