i wrote this, trying to think of a status. here we go....:
for every broken dream,
for every shattered scream,
for every ended life,
for every sleepless night,
for every time you thought you'd go insane,
for every little bit of pain.
the problems will never again remain,
as we dance, kissing in the rain.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Another poem with a mirror
this is my first attempt at a non-rhyming , non- four line poem. its hard! sorry it probably stinks. I just put random lines together. here it is:
doesn't know who she is
A look in the mirror
reveals a face
she does not own
what has she done?
what lies did she said?
why did she let it go this far?
All those she has hurt
were the ones who cared the most
the unknown face
now smiles at her
she says
i want to go back
the face says
its to late now
you are me
i am you
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Silence
this is my third poem in a row. i finally got around to putting all my poems on her =)
The silent smile
you see in the hall
but nobody sees
she's about to fall
there's no one to catch her
no one even knows her name
some find this normal, some don't care
but this is not just a game.
not one can know
the pain she bears
having not a friend
no one to care
One day she will stay in bed
That day she will decide
to let her dreams take over
from reality she will hide.
Hope
Such a simple little word
yet we hold it so dear
the meaning however
isn't always clear
It means something different
to me, to you
It could be anything
depends on your view
It could be the saving word
or the thing that gets you through
it could tell a story
or maybe its you clue.
Yet it could be your haunting
something holding you back
afraid of something going wrong
it could show what you lack
Hope is something funny
something thats new
it could be anything
just depends on your view.
The Cycle
Emo or Preppy
there's no in between
pick one, live one
your only 13
College life now
its you day
get drunk or study hard
choose now-your the prey
21's the age
until the bills pile up
start a new job
not that fun being all grown up
The future you dreamed
isn't so clear
baby on the way
good luck next year
the golden years
final destination
yet your alone
in isolation
Life is difficult
I wish i would have known
we take it for granted
until its gone.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
The Secret Keeper
(I finally got down to posting! And happily it is not about death! But one of these days I need to write something happy >___> Its quite hard though....)
You do remember the saying,
We said it every night before bed,
It was our solemn promise,
Our darkest secret.
We promised to keep it till the day we died,
But I doubt that will happen,
Seeing as you’re the only one left,
I seemed to have faded away.
I became a dark shadow in your light,
I was the abomination you thought to hide,
Nothing was good enough for you,
But our solemn secret.
Though, I dare you to tell,
Show everyone what you’re really like,
Because I saw the monster through the veil,
And I always will.
That doesn’t matter anymore,
Because I refuse to live this lie,
I no longer hide the secret that was once ours,
But became mine.
I saw that night,
Twelve years ago,
We were so young,
But we knew.
I kept it because I hated you,
Yes you expected love,
However, it was nothing but anger,
And nothing to your fear.
Now I hold it in my hand,
While you go on living,
But I told you long ago,
I keep my secrets and you should keep yours.
You do remember the saying,
We said it every night before bed,
It was our solemn promise,
Our darkest secret.
We promised to keep it till the day we died,
But I doubt that will happen,
Seeing as you’re the only one left,
I seemed to have faded away.
I became a dark shadow in your light,
I was the abomination you thought to hide,
Nothing was good enough for you,
But our solemn secret.
Though, I dare you to tell,
Show everyone what you’re really like,
Because I saw the monster through the veil,
And I always will.
That doesn’t matter anymore,
Because I refuse to live this lie,
I no longer hide the secret that was once ours,
But became mine.
I saw that night,
Twelve years ago,
We were so young,
But we knew.
I kept it because I hated you,
Yes you expected love,
However, it was nothing but anger,
And nothing to your fear.
Now I hold it in my hand,
While you go on living,
But I told you long ago,
I keep my secrets and you should keep yours.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
The conjoined poetry of Amanda Rose & Sophia Faye(:
hiyaa. this is a combined poem, by Amanda Rose && Sophia Faye
[:!
we're the best poets everrr [XD] && combined we rule the world, every 5 feet at a time...
so here it is, the untitled poem by the shortest people around[: !
the pictures blur
while walls close me in
our rights are disconnected
asking: can i survive this pain?
happiness is in the air
yet it is out of my grasp
no matter how much i try
to reach that simple thing
i will always be close
but never all the way there
so all my life i will wait
as it floats just above my head
why do i care anymore?
is it true, do i care?
always there, never close
the hope of happiness
the happiness of hope.
[:!
we're the best poets everrr [XD] && combined we rule the world, every 5 feet at a time...
so here it is, the untitled poem by the shortest people around[: !
the pictures blur
while walls close me in
our rights are disconnected
asking: can i survive this pain?
happiness is in the air
yet it is out of my grasp
no matter how much i try
to reach that simple thing
i will always be close
but never all the way there
so all my life i will wait
as it floats just above my head
why do i care anymore?
is it true, do i care?
always there, never close
the hope of happiness
the happiness of hope.
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