This is my first poem. I don't even know if te would call this a poem, it's just what I was feeling right this moment. commento tell me what te think.
What is he thinking? Sometimes I wonder what goes on in a guys mind. I mean when te look directly into his eyes for the first time o just that morning when te pass him in the hallway. What does he think about te when he sees you. When te say hi as te walk da him and look him in the eyes,what is he thinking. Is it, why is she looking at me that way o something else. Some people might think I'm crazy for thinking this but it crosses every girls mind sometime o another. I pass him in the hall and smile, is it just curiousity o just me wondering, what does he think about me.
What is he thinking? Sometimes I wonder what goes on in a guys mind. I mean when te look directly into his eyes for the first time o just that morning when te pass him in the hallway. What does he think about te when he sees you. When te say hi as te walk da him and look him in the eyes,what is he thinking. Is it, why is she looking at me that way o something else. Some people might think I'm crazy for thinking this but it crosses every girls mind sometime o another. I pass him in the hall and smile, is it just curiousity o just me wondering, what does he think about me.
I lift Your Head- Our Eyes Meet
I Stare Into Those Auburn Eyes,
The Auburn Eyes Know What Comes Next...
And That Is The Long Awaited Good Bye
But With My Hands Shaking,
Anxious Auburn Eyes Awaiting
Every Part Of This Is What I've Been Dreading,
Yet Everything Up To This Moment Is Where We've Been Heading,
I Want To Tell te These Things,
I Wish To Sing To te About These Things!
These Things I Feel When te Are Near,
And Then Right Then- Right There I Realize My Greatest Fear...
That Is If Those Auburn Eyes Leave,
Leave Me Here.
You've got some real demons,
te know that right?
Amore and hate,
Black a white.
te don't know which is which,
Darkness o light
I'm trying to save you,
Believe me, I am.
But something makes me believe
te don't want to understand
te want to live in your world,
Created just for you
And hide in the blindness
Without a clue
The world is turning,
Nothing will last.
Promise me that when I'm gone,
te won't stay locked in the past
You've got some real demons,
te know that right?
Don't let your demons define you,
You're both darkness and light
te know that right?
Amore and hate,
Black a white.
te don't know which is which,
Darkness o light
I'm trying to save you,
Believe me, I am.
But something makes me believe
te don't want to understand
te want to live in your world,
Created just for you
And hide in the blindness
Without a clue
The world is turning,
Nothing will last.
Promise me that when I'm gone,
te won't stay locked in the past
You've got some real demons,
te know that right?
Don't let your demons define you,
You're both darkness and light
For you, hon!!!! Because te asked me:D
A wild rose,
A white dove,
A peace long promised.
Death doesn't seem
So scary anymore.
I go towards the light!
I'm so close,
I hear it calling me,
I start running,
I'm almost there.
A few più steps,
And I would, forever, have
Eternal peace...
I came back to the world
It wasn't my time yet!
Hope te like it:D
A wild rose,
A white dove,
A peace long promised.
Death doesn't seem
So scary anymore.
I go towards the light!
I'm so close,
I hear it calling me,
I start running,
I'm almost there.
A few più steps,
And I would, forever, have
Eternal peace...
I came back to the world
It wasn't my time yet!
Hope te like it:D
one giorno te will sink
and i will hear your crys so loud,they vibrate the house in town,and when te fall ill hear the sounds of ppl laughing except for meee
because even though te did me wrong and even though te shut me down and even changed me and threw me around like your toy and even though te detto te cared even though te werent really there and te made me into a monster i never kneww and took away the hope of love...but...
im not you.So i say to you.... change your life because it will not get any better with te tearing down the walls of everything and everyone te ever finally get that chance to break them...
pls just stop because the only one whos going to break the most is only you.
and i will hear your crys so loud,they vibrate the house in town,and when te fall ill hear the sounds of ppl laughing except for meee
because even though te did me wrong and even though te shut me down and even changed me and threw me around like your toy and even though te detto te cared even though te werent really there and te made me into a monster i never kneww and took away the hope of love...but...
im not you.So i say to you.... change your life because it will not get any better with te tearing down the walls of everything and everyone te ever finally get that chance to break them...
pls just stop because the only one whos going to break the most is only you.
shadows in the night
every one keeps telling me i'll be alright
I tell myself i'll never be the same
as long as i know his name
he made me fall in Amore
we never have to fight
he makes me fell alright
he is a colomba the sign of Amore
to feel the Amore
it fits like a guanto
Amore send from above
shadows in the night
we never fight
people tell me i'll be alright
i no i won't untell he comes back to me
that will set me free
we can be
the showdows in the night
he came back to me
every one keeps telling me i'll be alright
I tell myself i'll never be the same
as long as i know his name
he made me fall in Amore
we never have to fight
he makes me fell alright
he is a colomba the sign of Amore
to feel the Amore
it fits like a guanto
Amore send from above
shadows in the night
we never fight
people tell me i'll be alright
i no i won't untell he comes back to me
that will set me free
we can be
the showdows in the night
he came back to me
The darkness in my eyes
fill with tears as children cry
the sound of thunder
rings in my ears
leaving while my earth starts to flood
soaking wet and crying never seems to bother me
flying into darkness as mother yells in her sleep
blood on the white letto sheets on the curtains
never feel complete with sorrow and despair
to the graveyard i run and visit my father
where sunlight never hits
breath in smoke of sisters ciggeret
ashes fall to the floor
as i fall also never open my eyes
never breath again
my hollow soul finds its way nor to heaven o hell
its Lost for ever and ever
haunting earth brings me the most joy i ever had
dead nor alive i breath in darkness
but never forget me living souls
for i may have left the physical world
i have not yet left the mental world of memory
i never yet again feel the beating cuore of living
i live like no other
breath like no other
Amore like no other
but yet i burrow into the light of the world again
fill with tears as children cry
the sound of thunder
rings in my ears
leaving while my earth starts to flood
soaking wet and crying never seems to bother me
flying into darkness as mother yells in her sleep
blood on the white letto sheets on the curtains
never feel complete with sorrow and despair
to the graveyard i run and visit my father
where sunlight never hits
breath in smoke of sisters ciggeret
ashes fall to the floor
as i fall also never open my eyes
never breath again
my hollow soul finds its way nor to heaven o hell
its Lost for ever and ever
haunting earth brings me the most joy i ever had
dead nor alive i breath in darkness
but never forget me living souls
for i may have left the physical world
i have not yet left the mental world of memory
i never yet again feel the beating cuore of living
i live like no other
breath like no other
Amore like no other
but yet i burrow into the light of the world again
do te truely know who i am
maybe things i write seem happy, depressing, sad?
but am i any of those things?
am i really seen da my personality o da my body
the truth is i hate life
my mother is a bossy rude horrible person
my dad is never home
my sister is a lowlife girl thinking she'll fine a job
i only have TWO friends
most people i know have at least ten
Kenzie parks, Brandon Rector
there is no more
do te really think i eat o sleep
do te think i go to school
i haven't slept in like a mese the avoid one nightmare
that never seems to want to leave
i skip school my mom just drops me off then i run
i try to hide from my family
until they find me and hit me o kick me
do te really think im happy?
the last time i was happy when a friend died
i stood da her grave smiling
saying "Jess i'll be there soon"
think if suicide worked for her it would work for me
so successivo time te see me
ask yourself
am i like her?
do i truely know..canal?
maybe things i write seem happy, depressing, sad?
but am i any of those things?
am i really seen da my personality o da my body
the truth is i hate life
my mother is a bossy rude horrible person
my dad is never home
my sister is a lowlife girl thinking she'll fine a job
i only have TWO friends
most people i know have at least ten
Kenzie parks, Brandon Rector
there is no more
do te really think i eat o sleep
do te think i go to school
i haven't slept in like a mese the avoid one nightmare
that never seems to want to leave
i skip school my mom just drops me off then i run
i try to hide from my family
until they find me and hit me o kick me
do te really think im happy?
the last time i was happy when a friend died
i stood da her grave smiling
saying "Jess i'll be there soon"
think if suicide worked for her it would work for me
so successivo time te see me
ask yourself
am i like her?
do i truely know..canal?
Stopping da Woods on a Snowy Evening
da ROBERT FROST
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and Frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his imbracatura bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
da ROBERT FROST
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and Frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his imbracatura bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.