Friday, May 3, 2013
DARK CLOUD
Disease and sorrow, war and anguish
Across this horrid planet i see
Scams they give across the land
Promising all never seen glee
Lies upon which man was built
Foolish pride he holds so blind
Projecting non peace along his path
While gathering brainwashed minds
Honor and respect, thanks and dignity
Not given or received
Key-makers,shaikhs and priests
All world leaders indeed
All practice to deceive.
Monday, January 16, 2012
UNTITLED
She looks out her window as the sun gently touches the sky
The moon has started to drift away and it is harder now to see
Behind the trees it now hides
The leaves have left long ago,
Now only to be touched with spots of snow that are melting away
Turning to water as it drops to the ground
She hears a songbird sign her good morning
At least she can believe he is doing so, warming her soul, touching her heart
Believing in this moment the world is only hers to cherish
And she relishes that thought for right now
The world is hers she will shout to the top of her lungs
She will tell the world that her dreams will come true
No one will knock them to the ground
I will pick them back up and tread on until they are all found!!
You cannot tell me they are hopeless silly dreams
They keep me going when life is nothing more
But broken hearts that keep you locked behind steel doors Crying on your wooden cold floors!
These are my dreams, they are not yours to decide
when I should give them up and throw them away My life is not one of play
I have faith that you will believe in me one day
She calms now after her yelling has subsided
A weight has been lifted off of her chest
A smile comes to her face as she wonders ( had anyone listened? had anyone heard?
Do they now believe in her? ) She walks now from her window
The sun has now set in its cozy spot for the day
The songbird is gone now, he has flown to another window
If you listen you will hear him sing a song to you
He is waiting for you to tell him your story now
Scream to the top of your lungs
Get it out and into the open, this is your life and it will not leave you broken!!
Believe in yourself, because lets face the world if we don't... No one else will!!!
The moon has started to drift away and it is harder now to see
Behind the trees it now hides
The leaves have left long ago,
Now only to be touched with spots of snow that are melting away
Turning to water as it drops to the ground
She hears a songbird sign her good morning
At least she can believe he is doing so, warming her soul, touching her heart
Believing in this moment the world is only hers to cherish
And she relishes that thought for right now
The world is hers she will shout to the top of her lungs
She will tell the world that her dreams will come true
No one will knock them to the ground
I will pick them back up and tread on until they are all found!!
You cannot tell me they are hopeless silly dreams
They keep me going when life is nothing more
But broken hearts that keep you locked behind steel doors Crying on your wooden cold floors!
These are my dreams, they are not yours to decide
when I should give them up and throw them away My life is not one of play
I have faith that you will believe in me one day
She calms now after her yelling has subsided
A weight has been lifted off of her chest
A smile comes to her face as she wonders ( had anyone listened? had anyone heard?
Do they now believe in her? ) She walks now from her window
The sun has now set in its cozy spot for the day
The songbird is gone now, he has flown to another window
If you listen you will hear him sing a song to you
He is waiting for you to tell him your story now
Scream to the top of your lungs
Get it out and into the open, this is your life and it will not leave you broken!!
Believe in yourself, because lets face the world if we don't... No one else will!!!
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Monday, January 2, 2012
CRYSTAL MOON
Moonlight shines it's brightness
on the tree tops showing us there
is as brighter side to the dark that falls down on us at night.
A night owl screeches his melody
from afar enticing our ears as we
search him out, the moon to show
his small shadow
He is quite now.
Peacefulness falls as the moon
rises to it's resting place for
the night.
The sun is gone butyet it is still so bright with the endless night sounds of natures song.
I sit on the porch with a drink in
my hand enjoying the brightness that the night has found.
A peacefulness that you only can found when the sun once again goes down.
on the tree tops showing us there
is as brighter side to the dark that falls down on us at night.
A night owl screeches his melody
from afar enticing our ears as we
search him out, the moon to show
his small shadow
He is quite now.
Peacefulness falls as the moon
rises to it's resting place for
the night.
The sun is gone butyet it is still so bright with the endless night sounds of natures song.
I sit on the porch with a drink in
my hand enjoying the brightness that the night has found.
A peacefulness that you only can found when the sun once again goes down.
Friday, December 30, 2011
DARK PART OF ME
I will fight you to the quick
and bone, I will fight until
I find myself all alone as I
have always been.
I will find myself and who I
really am, not needing anyone
else to guild me by my hand.
I can see dark and I can see
light, my words do not always
tell you the whole story that
I try to hide.
I have my own insight of what
life should be, sometimes even
my own words can frighten me and chase me back into hiding.
I need my time to be alone, I need
something to call my own,no sharing, no caring,just me in the dark writing words that even I will never again read.
Just another part of me!
and bone, I will fight until
I find myself all alone as I
have always been.
I will find myself and who I
really am, not needing anyone
else to guild me by my hand.
I can see dark and I can see
light, my words do not always
tell you the whole story that
I try to hide.
I have my own insight of what
life should be, sometimes even
my own words can frighten me and chase me back into hiding.
I need my time to be alone, I need
something to call my own,no sharing, no caring,just me in the dark writing words that even I will never again read.
Just another part of me!
Friday, December 16, 2011
A CHILDHOOD DREAM
Childhood dreams turned to dust
As I walk down these halls
I search to see a picture hanging on the walls of me.
I bunk in a room with friends I have grown to love
We all wish for a happy home.
A birthday party and sleep over too
A motherand father to hear you say I love you.
Wishing to have what others do,
Playing a game of baseball or
Two Arms to hold me when I have a nightmare
A kiss to my cheek to remind me my family is near.
A hopeless dream of a better life,
wishing for so much more
As I wake up to the same lonely sight.
Another child cries in his sleep,
He reminds me of my own terrifying dreams.
I buckle down on my knee once more
And pray for the same things
I did the night before
A happy home is all I want
And a family just to call my own
I may never get my childhood dreams
I may never walk down a hall to
see a picture of me
But I can dream of a family and pretend they are near
Sometimes this dries my down pouring tears.
As I walk down these halls
I search to see a picture hanging on the walls of me.
I bunk in a room with friends I have grown to love
We all wish for a happy home.
A birthday party and sleep over too
A motherand father to hear you say I love you.
Wishing to have what others do,
Playing a game of baseball or
Two Arms to hold me when I have a nightmare
A kiss to my cheek to remind me my family is near.
A hopeless dream of a better life,
wishing for so much more
As I wake up to the same lonely sight.
Another child cries in his sleep,
He reminds me of my own terrifying dreams.
I buckle down on my knee once more
And pray for the same things
I did the night before
A happy home is all I want
And a family just to call my own
I may never get my childhood dreams
I may never walk down a hall to
see a picture of me
But I can dream of a family and pretend they are near
Sometimes this dries my down pouring tears.
Friday, December 9, 2011
UNTITILED
Sometimes in life u feel so blue
But someone somewhere is not happy as you.
Far at the border when a soldier sleeps,
Missing his loved ones he silently
weeps.
Somewhere a mother painfully sighs,
Because her new-born baby didn't open its eyes.
Somewhere a poor dad silently cries,
Seeing his son begging a bowl of rice.
In an orphnage a little girlis sad,
When she misses her mum& dad.
When reason to smile u may not have any
Just say to yourself that u r happier than many :)
Because life is beautiful & not always blue,
And some1 somewhere is not happy as you!
But someone somewhere is not happy as you.
Far at the border when a soldier sleeps,
Missing his loved ones he silently
weeps.
Somewhere a mother painfully sighs,
Because her new-born baby didn't open its eyes.
Somewhere a poor dad silently cries,
Seeing his son begging a bowl of rice.
In an orphnage a little girlis sad,
When she misses her mum& dad.
When reason to smile u may not have any
Just say to yourself that u r happier than many :)
Because life is beautiful & not always blue,
And some1 somewhere is not happy as you!
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