looking up into the clear blue sky
i lay in the wet grass wondering why
why is there always someone that's broken hearted
and why are people always breaking them
the pain is always deep
i wonder why the world is the way it is
why do people feel the need to start war
and why do innocent people have to suffer
the acts of those choice others
things are never great but we survive
and i wonder why no one has broken down
and now i wonder how
how do we get up and dust things off
then keep moving without on sign
that something has changed
so then i wonder
how would we thrive if these things
didnt happen and it was all the same
the war and the hurt
never moving forward
never knowing the repercussion of choices
for without knowing fthe poison of something
we can not move on the find the cure
i lay in the wet grass wondering why
why is there always someone that's broken hearted
and why are people always breaking them
the pain is always deep
i wonder why the world is the way it is
why do people feel the need to start war
and why do innocent people have to suffer
the acts of those choice others
things are never great but we survive
and i wonder why no one has broken down
and now i wonder how
how do we get up and dust things off
then keep moving without on sign
that something has changed
so then i wonder
how would we thrive if these things
didnt happen and it was all the same
the war and the hurt
never moving forward
never knowing the repercussion of choices
for without knowing fthe poison of something
we can not move on the find the cure
Even if all the news channels got ruined
By how much I hate TV
Even if smiles went out of style
And all the sunsets were extinguished
Even if doctrines and duties were covered up
Even if action movies stopped
Even if pleasures in life were destroyed
And even if one final poem was written today
Just as long as you stay with me
And the feeling of your embrace remains
As well as the kiss you reinvent each day
And as long as your essence, your melancholy
Remains here in this place forever
After the sunset
Because I do...
I do depend on you
And if you were to stay with me
So would life itself
By how much I hate TV
Even if smiles went out of style
And all the sunsets were extinguished
Even if doctrines and duties were covered up
Even if action movies stopped
Even if pleasures in life were destroyed
And even if one final poem was written today
Just as long as you stay with me
And the feeling of your embrace remains
As well as the kiss you reinvent each day
And as long as your essence, your melancholy
Remains here in this place forever
After the sunset
Because I do...
I do depend on you
And if you were to stay with me
So would life itself
(alright so this is crap but just go with it. i def wrote it in like 7th grade so... -.-
a little poem desperate attempt to ryme but it gets the point) i want some one to love and them love me in return. i want to know wat its like for my body to truely yern. i want some one to want me, i want one on to flaunt me like some great prize. not hide me like some week old frys. i dont want to be alone, im young and scared of being hurt. but thats only cuz i have watched others be burnt. go down in flames of pain, all just becuz some boy thought love was just a silly game ............ i want to love and be loved in return but i keturah kingsland REFUSE to be burned...........
a little poem desperate attempt to ryme but it gets the point) i want some one to love and them love me in return. i want to know wat its like for my body to truely yern. i want some one to want me, i want one on to flaunt me like some great prize. not hide me like some week old frys. i dont want to be alone, im young and scared of being hurt. but thats only cuz i have watched others be burnt. go down in flames of pain, all just becuz some boy thought love was just a silly game ............ i want to love and be loved in return but i keturah kingsland REFUSE to be burned...........
This poem is written by me
My eyes are heavy
Can't hold load of tears
Plants look so blank
And autumn winds can be hear.
The flowers will no more bloom
I'll keep myself locked in room
They just love theirselves
Knows my story each book of my shelf.
Why every time spring ends,autumn starts
I wish I could buy happiness from some marts
Smell the same those flowers beside the stream that flow
I wonder how every time they grow .
These hard winds of sorrows make me shatter
Every time flowers and petals scatter
But I know I'll find the plants the same
I'll make them show the me and my fame.
I know someday the flowers will bloom again
It's a circle attached by a chain
Someday the spring will come back at my door
I will then say my worries are no more.
Autumn leaves scar but spring recovers each flower
Leaves will sure be green,flowers will bloom
Hopes will find their ways
Spring will come again someday.....
My eyes are heavy
Can't hold load of tears
Plants look so blank
And autumn winds can be hear.
The flowers will no more bloom
I'll keep myself locked in room
They just love theirselves
Knows my story each book of my shelf.
Why every time spring ends,autumn starts
I wish I could buy happiness from some marts
Smell the same those flowers beside the stream that flow
I wonder how every time they grow .
These hard winds of sorrows make me shatter
Every time flowers and petals scatter
But I know I'll find the plants the same
I'll make them show the me and my fame.
I know someday the flowers will bloom again
It's a circle attached by a chain
Someday the spring will come back at my door
I will then say my worries are no more.
Autumn leaves scar but spring recovers each flower
Leaves will sure be green,flowers will bloom
Hopes will find their ways
Spring will come again someday.....
I DID NOT WRITE THIS POEM. I FOUND IT ON FACEBOOK. The page was called The Writer's Circle, I think.
Today was the absolute worst day ever
And don't try to convince me that
There's something good in every day
Because, if you take a closer look,
The world is a pretty evil place.
Even if
Some goodness does shine through once in a while
Satisfaction and happiness doesn't last
And it's not true that
It's all in the mind and heart
Because
True happiness can be obtained
Only if one's surroundings are good
It's not true that good exists
The reality
Creates
My attitude
It's all beyond my control
And you'll never in a million years hear me me say that
Today was a good day.
(Now read it from the bottom up)
Today was the absolute worst day ever
And don't try to convince me that
There's something good in every day
Because, if you take a closer look,
The world is a pretty evil place.
Even if
Some goodness does shine through once in a while
Satisfaction and happiness doesn't last
And it's not true that
It's all in the mind and heart
Because
True happiness can be obtained
Only if one's surroundings are good
It's not true that good exists
The reality
Creates
My attitude
It's all beyond my control
And you'll never in a million years hear me me say that
Today was a good day.
(Now read it from the bottom up)