I am very sorry to tell you, but I have to take my first break from the regular schedual. I am doing a play this week it is an almost all day thing. I have to focuse on it all day long. So no poems this weak or at least until Friday. Many apologies.
Sincerely,
- your poet
Monday, June 27, 2011
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Losing Yourself
You know all your talents
You know your pet peeves
You know the color of your eyes
You know the type of things that look good on you
You know your cell phone number
You know your own name
You know all these things but yet
You still can lose sight of yourself
You know your pet peeves
You know the color of your eyes
You know the type of things that look good on you
You know your cell phone number
You know your own name
You know all these things but yet
You still can lose sight of yourself
Saturday, June 25, 2011
A Child's Dream
One day I will be a sweet princess
and have my very own castle.
Or maybe I should be a teacher
and be the boss of everyone.
A veterinarian would be nice
watching animals everyday.
Or maybe I should be a singer
and have everyone look at me.
I know that these dreams of mine will change,
but I also know this one thing.
When I grow up to be big or small
You will still be my bestest friend.
and have my very own castle.
Or maybe I should be a teacher
and be the boss of everyone.
A veterinarian would be nice
watching animals everyday.
Or maybe I should be a singer
and have everyone look at me.
I know that these dreams of mine will change,
but I also know this one thing.
When I grow up to be big or small
You will still be my bestest friend.
Friday, June 24, 2011
Lifestyle
As I watch people pass me by,
I watch on how they live there life.
Some people wander around life not knowing what to do or where to go.
Some people have very strict plans,
then when something unexpected happen
that's when they don't know what to do.
Of coarse these ways of life,
have good things about them too.
People that wander through life,
meet new people.
People that have strict plans,
get things done.
The way you live your life,
is your lifestyle,
and yours alone.
If you want to change,
your lifestyle,
keep this in mind.
Be original, be different, be yourself.
I watch on how they live there life.
Some people wander around life not knowing what to do or where to go.
Some people have very strict plans,
then when something unexpected happen
that's when they don't know what to do.
Of coarse these ways of life,
have good things about them too.
People that wander through life,
meet new people.
People that have strict plans,
get things done.
The way you live your life,
is your lifestyle,
and yours alone.
If you want to change,
your lifestyle,
keep this in mind.
Be original, be different, be yourself.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Summer is the time of your Life
Summer is when you hear the grass whisper to you
Summer is when you and the sun wake up in unison
Summer is when the bright pink and yellow flowers are at their fullest
Summer is when you have the feeling to sing every day
Summer is a time you can relax
Summer is a time you can fall in love
Summer is the time of your life
Summer is when you and the sun wake up in unison
Summer is when the bright pink and yellow flowers are at their fullest
Summer is when you have the feeling to sing every day
Summer is a time you can relax
Summer is a time you can fall in love
Summer is the time of your life
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Laughter, Life ,and Love
Laughter is something you hear in a home,
and it fills our whole hearts with joy.
It something that you will frequently hear
from a little girl or boy.
Life was the first gift given to us,
when we were only one second old.
It's a blessing that we must cherish.
It's a blessing that we must hold.
Love is something you show
through the actions that you make.
Don't ever stop loving the people around you.
Oh please don't make that mistake.
Laughter, Life, and Love
are the things we must listen to.
If everyone listens to these things,
our world will change into something new.
and it fills our whole hearts with joy.
It something that you will frequently hear
from a little girl or boy.
Life was the first gift given to us,
when we were only one second old.
It's a blessing that we must cherish.
It's a blessing that we must hold.
Love is something you show
through the actions that you make.
Don't ever stop loving the people around you.
Oh please don't make that mistake.
Laughter, Life, and Love
are the things we must listen to.
If everyone listens to these things,
our world will change into something new.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
A Growing Girl in a Grown Up World
She still wears ribbons in her hair,
and drinks out of a sippy cup.
She says she will throw all her sippy cups away,
when she's a grown up.
Her favorite color is pink.
When she is out of money she is calm.
Her mother just smiles,
and thinks it won't be like that when she's a mom.
She turns 8,
and she gets her first crush.
"We are going to get married someday."
Her mom says to not be in such a rush.
Now she is boy crazy.
When she is with friends she is wild.
"You will have even more friends.
By the time you have your first child."
She is a junior and her mom takes her shopping,
and says, "well isn't this fun."
She just turns and says,
"I will be able to have real fun when I turn 21."
On the day of her graduation,
a diploma is what she carries.
"I know you are proud of me now,
but you will be more proud when I get married."
On the day of her wedding,
she has tears in her eyes.
"I don't want to leave your side."
"I am not surprised."
"But you have to leave,
o.k my little pup.
Go on and start a new life,
because you are all grown up."
and drinks out of a sippy cup.
She says she will throw all her sippy cups away,
when she's a grown up.
Her favorite color is pink.
When she is out of money she is calm.
Her mother just smiles,
and thinks it won't be like that when she's a mom.
She turns 8,
and she gets her first crush.
"We are going to get married someday."
Her mom says to not be in such a rush.
Now she is boy crazy.
When she is with friends she is wild.
"You will have even more friends.
By the time you have your first child."
She is a junior and her mom takes her shopping,
and says, "well isn't this fun."
She just turns and says,
"I will be able to have real fun when I turn 21."
On the day of her graduation,
a diploma is what she carries.
"I know you are proud of me now,
but you will be more proud when I get married."
On the day of her wedding,
she has tears in her eyes.
"I don't want to leave your side."
"I am not surprised."
"But you have to leave,
o.k my little pup.
Go on and start a new life,
because you are all grown up."
Monday, June 20, 2011
No Brain Poem
My mind is not working today,
or maybe it is just asleep.
Even if it is awake,
it is not making a peep.
But a poem I shall write today.
But just be alarmed,
I don't have a brain.
So someone might get harmed.
It will say something about love.
Then something about a friend.
Then someone will cry.
Then it will be the end.
Isn't that a great poem.
Yes it is a great poem indeed.
But tomorrow if I don't have a brain,
inspiration is what I will need.
or maybe it is just asleep.
Even if it is awake,
it is not making a peep.
But a poem I shall write today.
But just be alarmed,
I don't have a brain.
So someone might get harmed.
It will say something about love.
Then something about a friend.
Then someone will cry.
Then it will be the end.
Isn't that a great poem.
Yes it is a great poem indeed.
But tomorrow if I don't have a brain,
inspiration is what I will need.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Happy Father's Day
Fathers are brave, and fathers are smart.
All fathers have a very big heart
But my dad's the best and it is very plain to see.
He beats all the rest because he loves me.
Happy Father's Day Dad
Love your daughter
All fathers have a very big heart
But my dad's the best and it is very plain to see.
He beats all the rest because he loves me.
Happy Father's Day Dad
Love your daughter
Saturday, June 18, 2011
What friends are for . . .
"Isn't that what friends are for"
I hear it again and again
"Isn't that what friends are for"
I hear it from a compassionate friend
So one day I asked myself,
what are friends for?
And this is my answer,
yes this is my answer for sure.
Friends are for the times when you feel like giving up.
For the days were you just need a hug.
Maybe on day you are just in a bad mood.
Then your shirt gets a tug.
You turn around and see your friend.
Then she hands you something new.
You're confused and ask, "what is this for?"
And she says," just because I love you."
So the next time you say thank you to a friend
and they say isn't that what friends are for.
You can reply,
Yes it is and it will be evermore.
I hear it again and again
"Isn't that what friends are for"
I hear it from a compassionate friend
So one day I asked myself,
what are friends for?
And this is my answer,
yes this is my answer for sure.
Friends are for the times when you feel like giving up.
For the days were you just need a hug.
Maybe on day you are just in a bad mood.
Then your shirt gets a tug.
You turn around and see your friend.
Then she hands you something new.
You're confused and ask, "what is this for?"
And she says," just because I love you."
So the next time you say thank you to a friend
and they say isn't that what friends are for.
You can reply,
Yes it is and it will be evermore.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Forever isn't enough
When we were little we were always together,
I wanted you to always be mine.
On forever and ever,
I wanted you to be my valentine.
Everything that you are is what I am made of.
The way we work together is to good to be true.
You are my best friend and my angel
from above,
And I just like to say I love you.
I wanted you to always be mine.
On forever and ever,
I wanted you to be my valentine.
Everything that you are is what I am made of.
The way we work together is to good to be true.
You are my best friend and my angel
from above,
And I just like to say I love you.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Pictures are where we come from
Pictures are the way we can tell a story without saying one word.
Pictures make people happy.
Pictures are a way of life.
Pictures are how we survive.
Pictures of our family.
Pictures of our friends.
Pictures of our soul.
Pictures lead to the soul, the heart, and the mind.
Pictures remind us how much we love someone even if we don't love them at the moment.
Pictures show love, happiness, and joy.
Picture are where we come from.
Pictures make people happy.
Pictures are a way of life.
Pictures are how we survive.
Pictures of our family.
Pictures of our friends.
Pictures of our soul.
Pictures lead to the soul, the heart, and the mind.
Pictures remind us how much we love someone even if we don't love them at the moment.
Pictures show love, happiness, and joy.
Picture are where we come from.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Thirteen is...........
Thirteen is a time of findings
A time you decide who you are and who you are going to be
A time where you finally get the chance to let your personality shine through
A time where you can be yourself
No matter what
Thirteen is a time where the little things become the big things
A time where everyone rushes to be in the in-crowd and the people left become the "nobodys"
A time where your family becomes a part of your life less and less
A time where your group of friends big or small slowly take over your life
In a good way or a bad way
Thirteen is a time of uncertainty
A time you make the choices and you go through the consequences usually alone
A time where you realize being alone is not as good as you thought it would be
A time of different paths usually leading you to dead ends
Forcing your fragile little body to get back up so you can do it the right way
Thirteen is hard and thirteen is rough
But thirteen doesn't really matter
Because in the end ...........
Thirteen is just thirteen
A time you decide who you are and who you are going to be
A time where you finally get the chance to let your personality shine through
A time where you can be yourself
No matter what
Thirteen is a time where the little things become the big things
A time where everyone rushes to be in the in-crowd and the people left become the "nobodys"
A time where your family becomes a part of your life less and less
A time where your group of friends big or small slowly take over your life
In a good way or a bad way
Thirteen is a time of uncertainty
A time you make the choices and you go through the consequences usually alone
A time where you realize being alone is not as good as you thought it would be
A time of different paths usually leading you to dead ends
Forcing your fragile little body to get back up so you can do it the right way
Thirteen is hard and thirteen is rough
But thirteen doesn't really matter
Because in the end ...........
Thirteen is just thirteen
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
The Inside
I see her face beam with light
She is happy on the inside
That's what I can see
I hear her voice singing with delight
She is confident on the inside
That's what I can hear
I feel her love for others burning bright
She is compassionate on the inside
That's what I can feel
I smell the lost dogs that she walks to her home at night
She cares on the inside
That's what I can smell
I can almost taste her beauty that she keeps out of sight
She is beautiful on the inside
That's what I can taste
To you it might be just another shy and worthless girl
But you just can't see the inside
She is happy on the inside
That's what I can see
I hear her voice singing with delight
She is confident on the inside
That's what I can hear
I feel her love for others burning bright
She is compassionate on the inside
That's what I can feel
I smell the lost dogs that she walks to her home at night
She cares on the inside
That's what I can smell
I can almost taste her beauty that she keeps out of sight
She is beautiful on the inside
That's what I can taste
To you it might be just another shy and worthless girl
But you just can't see the inside
Monday, June 13, 2011
Lonely Tears
I know I said 1 post a week but I just have so many poems I want to share with you i am going to try to do one each day. So here is my next poem.
I am the girl who cries alone at night
I am the rain that falls silently
I am the dog that whimpers without it's owner
I am the diseases that no one wants to be near
I am the girl who cries alone at night
I am the girl who cries alone at night
I am the rain that falls silently
I am the dog that whimpers without it's owner
I am the diseases that no one wants to be near
I am the girl who cries alone at night
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Imagination
I am a quiet girl who creates worlds in my head
I wonder if the world will ever change, if people will ever fly, if butterflies will ever talk
I hear my mind going at the speed of 50 as I wonder how the world could be
I see buildings appear with no help at all
I want to live in a world with people 50 feet tall
I am a quiet girl who creates worlds in my head
I pretend to talk to flowers as if they understand me
I feel all the love that everyone is feeling
I touch the black keyboard as I write about my world
I worry that one day this world won't exist in my memory
I cry when people think I'm crazy for making up worlds
I am a quiet girl who creates worlds in my head
I understand that this world is strange
I say this world can come true one day
I dream of living in this amazing world
I try to make my world come to life
I hope everyone has a world of their own
I am a quiet girl who creates worlds in my head
I wonder if the world will ever change, if people will ever fly, if butterflies will ever talk
I hear my mind going at the speed of 50 as I wonder how the world could be
I see buildings appear with no help at all
I want to live in a world with people 50 feet tall
I am a quiet girl who creates worlds in my head
I pretend to talk to flowers as if they understand me
I feel all the love that everyone is feeling
I touch the black keyboard as I write about my world
I worry that one day this world won't exist in my memory
I cry when people think I'm crazy for making up worlds
I am a quiet girl who creates worlds in my head
I understand that this world is strange
I say this world can come true one day
I dream of living in this amazing world
I try to make my world come to life
I hope everyone has a world of their own
I am a quiet girl who creates worlds in my head
Before we start
Before I start writing my poems I want to tell you a little about myself. I am a thirteen year old girl. I have a mother, father and two sisters who have become my best friends. When I started going to 7th grade I was still a happy confident girl. As the year went on everything felt as if it was slipping through my fingers, my friends, my health, and my self confidence. I started to become my own bully. I never really got bullied at school but when ever I was alone I would put myself down just with thoughts in my head. Things like you are ugly, you are weird, you don't deserve to have friends. It started to get really bad to the point where I was sad most days. Then we started doing poetry in one of my classes. I started to notice that getting my emotions on paper really helped me become happy. I started looking forward to doing poetry each day. After the unit was done I started writing poetry at home. My dad saw some of my poems one day and told me I had a real talent and should some how get these published. So I decided to start this blog. I am going to try to do a poem each week to start out. Some of these poems will make you sad. Some will make you happy. I hope all of them make you think about your life. Please leave comments. Tell me things that I could do to improve or things that you really liked. I hope to hear from you .
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