On my darkest days I can find the sun,
n my saddest days I can find happiness.
When I am down I know how to get back up,
when I can't do it anymore I can find a reason to keep going.
If I get troubled I can be corrected,
if I get hurt I can be better.
I can find reasons to smile,
I can be the best I can be.
When I become nervous I'll get calm,
when I struggle I'll succeed.
How? By you.
I can find the sun through you,
I can find happiness through you.
You help me back up,
you tell me to keep going.
Through you I can be corrected,
through you I can be better.
I smile because of you,
I am the best because of you.
You calm me,
you help me succeed.
Poet: n. a writer of poetry also the creative art of great sensitivity.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Dam part 2.
-You can think what you want about this poem
but I know what this poems means. That is what
is wonderful about poetry, many meanings.
Lady J is not a dam. DK is my dam. If you read
this and think I'm a horrible person, then you
can live the rest of your life thinking that I'm a
horrible person and I'll live my life how I want with
happiness. Poetry is an escape for me, it helps me
get what I want out of me. If it wasn't for poetry
I'd have more problems with me. You can judge me
about this poem but I know what they really mean.
You can try and figure them out, sometimes you'll be
right and sometimes you'll be wrong. So what did we learn?
I write because it helps me. This poem is not about a girl but a
guy.-
but I know what this poems means. That is what
is wonderful about poetry, many meanings.
Lady J is not a dam. DK is my dam. If you read
this and think I'm a horrible person, then you
can live the rest of your life thinking that I'm a
horrible person and I'll live my life how I want with
happiness. Poetry is an escape for me, it helps me
get what I want out of me. If it wasn't for poetry
I'd have more problems with me. You can judge me
about this poem but I know what they really mean.
You can try and figure them out, sometimes you'll be
right and sometimes you'll be wrong. So what did we learn?
I write because it helps me. This poem is not about a girl but a
guy.-
weather
when i walk i walk with a cloud above me.
that cloud is dark and gloomy.
i wish that could would leave.
God created the heavens and the earth.
along with the earth he created the weather.
He created this cloud which hovers above me.
as i walk to class i look up and see the unwelcomed cloud.
i curse the cloud for knocking on my door and staying.
i wait for the day when the sunshine will dispearse
the cloud i hope that the cloud will never return.
when i walk into a building the cloud remains outside
waiting for my return. i can never get away from
that awful cloud.
i pray and wait for the day when i can look up and
not see the cloud. will that day come? no one knows.
all i can do is wait and try to not let the cloud get me down
with all of it's gloomyness.
i must move one and look straight not up.
that cloud is dark and gloomy.
i wish that could would leave.
God created the heavens and the earth.
along with the earth he created the weather.
He created this cloud which hovers above me.
as i walk to class i look up and see the unwelcomed cloud.
i curse the cloud for knocking on my door and staying.
i wait for the day when the sunshine will dispearse
the cloud i hope that the cloud will never return.
when i walk into a building the cloud remains outside
waiting for my return. i can never get away from
that awful cloud.
i pray and wait for the day when i can look up and
not see the cloud. will that day come? no one knows.
all i can do is wait and try to not let the cloud get me down
with all of it's gloomyness.
i must move one and look straight not up.
Dam
I am human. I will make mistakes and I have
made mistakes. I still move forward. I am reminded
of what I have done. I shake those memories
from my mind and move forward.
There are people here on earth that can't let
people move forward. They are daming people.
I move on but get stopped for a while. I find
the opening and take it, and move on with
my life.
I'm sick and tired of coming to the dam, I want
these times to stop. If I come to another one
I will blast through it and not let it
get me down. Nothing will be able to hold
me back.
For those people that are dams, you're only daming
yourself. You're not making any progress
in your life and you're haltering the
onward process of others. You're doing no
good, you're taking up precious air and space,
change your ways.
If I come up to another dam I'll get
around it and not be stopped. Try as hard
as you want or can, but I'll be giving
my all and I'll get around and move on.
made mistakes. I still move forward. I am reminded
of what I have done. I shake those memories
from my mind and move forward.
There are people here on earth that can't let
people move forward. They are daming people.
I move on but get stopped for a while. I find
the opening and take it, and move on with
my life.
I'm sick and tired of coming to the dam, I want
these times to stop. If I come to another one
I will blast through it and not let it
get me down. Nothing will be able to hold
me back.
For those people that are dams, you're only daming
yourself. You're not making any progress
in your life and you're haltering the
onward process of others. You're doing no
good, you're taking up precious air and space,
change your ways.
If I come up to another dam I'll get
around it and not be stopped. Try as hard
as you want or can, but I'll be giving
my all and I'll get around and move on.
Don't give up.
A lone raised hand in a classroom of a few never
gets called on. The lone hand stays up waiting
for the time when it can be lowered.
A happy smile never gets accepted by the passerby.
The smiler stays smiling hoping that someone
will accept the smile.
The passenger tries to speak to the drive admist his talking.
He can't get a word in but waits for the
opportune moment to say something grand.
A child walks the streets looking for someone to play
with. He doesn't find anyone yet and continues
on till he finds someone.
gets called on. The lone hand stays up waiting
for the time when it can be lowered.
A happy smile never gets accepted by the passerby.
The smiler stays smiling hoping that someone
will accept the smile.
The passenger tries to speak to the drive admist his talking.
He can't get a word in but waits for the
opportune moment to say something grand.
A child walks the streets looking for someone to play
with. He doesn't find anyone yet and continues
on till he finds someone.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Hammocks
Hammocks bring people closer together.
Car trips push people away.
Hop in a car with someone
and sooner or later you want to kill them.
Sleep in a hammock with someone
and you don't want to say goodbye to them.
Hammocks are fantastic,
cars are awesome.
Which one will you choose?
Soon.
There is something I long for
I think now is the time..but it's not.
Who knows when it will be time?
The clock doesn't now
nor does the sun.
When will it come?
No one knows.
I wait for that day when I can have it.
But all I can do is wait and wait.
I hope that it comes soon,
really I hope that it comes at all.
I think now is the time..but it's not.
Who knows when it will be time?
The clock doesn't now
nor does the sun.
When will it come?
No one knows.
I wait for that day when I can have it.
But all I can do is wait and wait.
I hope that it comes soon,
really I hope that it comes at all.
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