Librarians!
Librarians are those we trust with treasures
Incalculable, for they are of the mind,
Bringing to our brief years greater pleasures,
Rage for rage, than any other kind.
All we are and have is in their keeping,
Ready to be rendered into self,
Irreducibly our inner meaning
Alive as well-wrought words upon a shelf.
No sable is so soft, or diamond hard;
Still, for everything else, there's MasterCard.
Great Bosses
Great bosses grant the glory they receive,
Offering their praise and their devotion.
On them the mantle settles like a cloak
Designed to shelter lots of little folk,
Bearing them along in its emotion.
Yet freely we give more than we receive,
Eager to float that ship upon our ocean.
Sister Margret
Sister Margaret's been here many years
In service to the children and the Lord.
She is one lovely note within a chord
Too vast and beautiful for human ears.
Even those who've carved out bright careers
Remember long and fondly one who poured
More love into their hearts than they could hoard,
A river sweeping through their childhood tears;
Remember, too, the beauty of a life
Given as an act of charity,
All of it, not one desire held back.
Ruled by need, they pause in harmony,
Even in the midst of daily strife,
To see in her a passion that they lack.
The Cock Crows In The Morn
The cock crows in the morn
To tell us to rise,
And he that lies late
Will never be wise:
For early to bed,
And early to rise,
Is the way to be healthy,
And wealthy and wise.
Shifting The SUN
When your father dies, say the Irish,
you lose your umbrella against bad weather.
May his sun be your light, say the Armenians
When your father dies, say the Welsh,
you sink a foot deeper into the earth.
May you inherit his light, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the Canadians,
you run out of excuses.
May you inherit his sun, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the French,
you become your own father.
May you stand up in his light, say the Armenians.
When you father dies, say the Indians,
he comes back as the thunder.
May you inherit his light, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the Russians,
he takes your childhood with him.
May you inherit his light, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the English,
you join his club you vowed you wouldn't.
May you inherit his sun, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the Armenians,
your sun shifts forever.
And you walk in his light.
There's Beauty In The Barest Breath Of Sunshine
There's beauty in the barest breath of sunshine,
Wasted on all but those who know despair.
Each wound turns passions just a bit more grey,
Not adding new nor taking old away,
Trading joy for something far less fair,
Yet turning grace to something far more fine.
For such, there is a winding of the way
In which a bleakness, soon become a sign,
Vividly undoes the dying day,
Evoking longings one can hardly bear.
As Though I Were Just Flowing, Flowing
As though I were just flowing, flowing,
Leaving not a trace behind,
Zest for life not one whit less,
However blank the roving mind;
Emptiness the space for being
In the moving moment still,
Meaning nothing more than meaning,
Each ellipse elliptical;
Reminiscences like flowers
'Ere the garden was convened,
So sweet the disconnected hours . . .
I Wish I Were A Child Too
I Wish I were a Child to Just smile at everybody
have a nice sleep whereever i am and whenever i want
forget about the past too easily
never think of the future
be with whoever i want to be with.
spread the innocence all around
make my neighbour envy
dream about nothing
blabber meaninglessly and be understood
hit somebody still don't get them hurt
not to dream about my girl much
dance with my loved one
tell someone i'm thinking of them
listen to someone's heart
have no reason to exult
be cared by explore every possibility to be nonsense, still make sense
be with a freind always
babble something to console a freind
feel possessive of a freind
weep in ignorance
not to hold any grudge
spread loveliness
feel the humour
feel like a hero
feel the comfort in others
undergo solitude sometime
get the blessings
not to wait for someone to say yes
rejoice with my fellas
make everybody happy
Meeting At Night!
The gray sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.
Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!
The Lake Of The Dismal Swamp
"They made her a grave too cold and damp
For a soul so warm and true;
And she's gone to the Lake of the Dismal Swamp,
Where all night long, by a firefly lamp,
She paddles her white canoe.
And her firefly lamp I soon shall see,
And her paddle I soon shall hear;
Long and moving our life shall be
And I'll hide the maid in a cypress tree,
When the footstep of death is near."
Away to the Dismal Swamp he speeds,
His path was rugged and sore,
Through tangled juniper, beds of reeds,
Through many a fen where the serpent feeds,
And man never trod before.
And when on the earth he sank to sleep,
If slumber his eyelids knew,
He lay where the deadly vine doth weep
Its venemous tear, and nightly steep
The flesh with blistering dew!
And near him the she-wolf stirr'd the brake,
And the copper-snake breathed in his ear,
Till he starting cried, from his dream awake,
"Oh when shall I see the dusky Lake,
And the white canoe of my dear?"
He saw the Lake, and a meteor bright
Quick over its surface play'd,
"Welcome," he said, "my dear one's light!"
And the dim shore echo'd for many a night
The name of the death-cold maid.
Till he hollow'd a boat of the birchen bark,
Which carried him off from the shore;
Far, far he follow'd the meteor spark,
The wind was high and the clouds were dark,
And the boat return'd no more.
But oft, from the Indian hunter's camp,
This lover and maid so true
Are seen at the hour of midnight damp
To cross the Lake by a firefly lamp,
And paddle their white canoe!
Wishes
I wish I were an emperor
With subjects of my own
And sat in royal robes upon
A splendid golden throne.
I wish I were a Muffin Man,
And rang a muffin bell,
And every day for tea I'd have
The ones I didn't sell.
I wish I were a Pirate Chief,
And sailed the stormy sea,
With lace and earrings and a sword
As fine as I could be.
I wish I were a Railway Guard,
With bright green flag to wave,
Watching the people catch their train
By such a narrow shave!
Two Lonely Dragons
Dodo's the name of a dragon who lived
Outside a castle of stone.
But he was never invited inside,
So he was always alone.
One day he snorted and flames sprouted forth
High in the blue summer sky,
Writing a message in smoke rings it read:
"Oh, how very unhappy am I."
Now this was noticed some distance away
By Droopy Dragon, who knew
Just how alone one poor dragon could be
When there was nothing to do.
Droopy set off where the smoke rings appeared
For he was anxious to see,
Whether another poor creature could possibly be
Quite so unhappy as he.
Dodo was staggered when Droopy arrived,
Rubbing his sleepy green eyes.
He didn't know other dragons, you see,
And it was such a surprise.
Two dragons meeting is such an event
That it took only a while,
Till they were friendly and learning again,
How to make jokes with a smile.
Then Droopy took Dodo home right away,
Far from the castle of stone,
Where he was never invited inside,
Where he was always alone.
And ever after they lived happily,
For it was so much more fun,
Sharing a home, where both dragons agreed,
Two is much better than one!
A Friend Is Like A Flower,
A friend is like a flower,
a rose to be exact,
Or maybe like a brand new gate
that never comes unlatched.
A friend is like an owl,
both beautiful and wise.
Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost,
whose spirit never dies.
A friend is like a heart that goes
strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world
if we didn't have a friend.
Endless Circles
From beginning to end
Everything in-between
'Round and around
Not breaking free
Beginning so weak
On a nice streak
Middle so strong
Doesn't last long
Back at the beginning
To start another ring
This time different
Yet almost the same.
Words For A Friend ...
A Friend should be Radical;
They should love you when you're unlovable,
Hug you when you're unhuggable,
And bear you when you're unbearable.
A Friend should be Fanatical;
They should cheer when the whole world boos,
Dance when you get good news,
And cry when you cry too.
But most of all, a Friend should be Mathematical,
They should multiply the joy, Divide the sorrow,
Subtract the past, And add to tomorrow,
Calculate the need deep in your heart,
And always be bigger than the sum of all their parts.
Only you can be
this kind of friend to me.
Do You Care For Me
I used to doubt you cared for me
When love was bright and blue.
We ran like puppies through a field,
But this I never knew.
We both said we were friends for life,
Not knowing what it meant,
Not knowing how to go through hell
And not somehow repent;
Not knowing love was something hard,
Like stone against the wind,
And life itself might be a prize
The heart would leave behind.
But now I know the depth of love,
And it was worth the pain,
Though not for love nor life would I
Go through that hell again!
To Thank You Is A Gift One Gives Oneself
To thank you is a gift one gives oneself,
Having felt the fullness of one's being.
As you might--or not--be listening,
None knows more than his own gratitude.
Knowledge is beside the point, the gulf
So wide between us there's no hope of seeing.
Gifts require givers, so one sings
In thanks that in oneself some grace might move.
Vast quantities of thanks lie on the shelf
In wait for a fresh faith that might be freeing.
Nor ought one hold one's thanks until some bell rings,
Giving one an object for one's love.
I Miss You On Your Birthday
I miss you on your birthday,
Not only for your smile,
But for the piece of me that's gone,
Left within your care.
I'm in an empty hallway
And have been for awhile,
Gazing inwardly towards home,
Neither here nor there.
How quickly we've turned distant!
The months pass by like years.
How could friends so inseparable
So soon seem so apart!
How imprecise the instant
Held hostage by my tears!
Though Time may seem insatiable,
I have you in my heart.
Christmas Is A Holiday For Friends
Christmas is a holiday for friends,
However they may be, or not, related.
Remember that the three wise kings were strangers
In search of one remote, uncanny dream.
So may we all be far more than we seem,
Together bound for dark and haunting changes,
More lovely for the loves we have created
Along the lonely paths from means to ends,
Stumbling towards that star of Bethlehem.
Friendship Is A Gift
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift.
A friend is someone we treasure
for our friendship is a gift.
A friend is someone who fills our lives
with beauty, joy, and grace.
And makes the whole world we live in
a better and happier place.
Smiles 4 You
I'm sending you a blue smiley
to thank you for a friendship so true,
A red one because I smile just thinking of you,
A green smiley because you are so much fun,
An orange one because I know
when trouble comes you won't run,
A yellow one because
I never have to doubt your loyalty,
And a purple smiley
because you treat me like royalty!
Forever I Love You
A Hurt forever I love you
by Your Girl Belleville
Always wondering who's going to be the true love for me
who will be the one who loves me
i know now that you were meant to be mine
we are true love that lots of people can't find
i loved you from the first time i laid my eyes upon you
your first kiss, your first touch, our first time together meant so much
Sitting here now trying to write this poem,
you mean so much to me; you're my everything
there are no words that can explain how much i love you
today, tomorrow, each and every day.
I Will Not Trust Another
I will not trust Another
by Tiffany Shannel B
Your guilty, so you say, so
why are you still with him till this day
i would have done anything for you
if only you knew
you took the one thing that meant the most to me
that is something you'll never see
As i sit all alone and cry, thinking
how could a friend do this, and WHY!
i will never trust another, because of you
and all the hurt and pain you put me through
i've said it before and i'll say it again
you were never a good friend
so good-bye to you and my man
maybe it was you that never did understand
This is for my EX bestfriend
who is with the one guy i love
and he means more to her than i did,
so she can have
A blast.
Open Door....
Open Door
I have opened up that door again
I knew I shouldn't, thought I wouldn't
But for once, my heart decided for me
Now I stand outside, gazing in
Longing to run into your arms
Wanting to tell you of my love for you
Needing to let you know that the last time
Was the last time that I will ever let you go
I am paralyzed, however
I can\'t bring myself to profess my desires
I fear holding your gaze
I am afraid that if I do, you will see my heart
And how it longs for you
So instead, I remain standing... outside
We chat like two old friends
Never daring to speak of then
Refusing to consider the possibilities of tomorrow
Friends R 4 Ever
Friends
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift.
A friend is someone we treasure
for our friendship is a gift.
A friend is someone who fills our lives
with beauty, joy, and grace.
And makes the whole world we live in
a better and happier place.
For You Are The One....
For You Are The One
For you I would climb
The highest mountain peak
Swim the deepest ocean
Your love I do seek.
For you I would cross
The rivers most wide
Walk the hottest desert sand
To have you by my side.
For you are the one
Who makes me whole
You've captured my heart
And touched my soul.
For you are the one
That stepped out of my dreams
Gave me new hope
Showed me what love means.
For you alone
Are my reason to live
For the compassion you show
And the care that you give.
You came into my life
And made me complete
Each time I see you
My heart skips a beat.
For you define beauty
In both body and mind
Your soft, gentle face
More beauty I'll never find.
For you are the one
God sent from above
The angel I needed
For whom I do love
A Special World...
A Special World
A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.
My Little 1...
My little one whose tongue is dumb,
whose fingers cannot hold to things,
who is so mercilessly young,
he leaps upon the instant things,
I hold him not. Indeed, who could?
He runs into the burning wood.
Follow, follow if you can!
He will come out grown to a man
and not remember whom he kissed,
who caught him by the slender wrist
and bound him by a tender yoke
which, understanding not, he broke.
At Odds Of The Night My Sister Irene And I
At odds of the night my sister Irene and I
Would count our coins that we might run away,
Stepping off the fated path of pain
That led me to the man whom I would love.
So little do we know of these, our lives,
That lead through dark and bitter labyrinths,
Sometimes to wind through sorrows unrelieved,
Sometimes to turn and climb through sunlit fields.
My mother was shot when I was three years old.
They brought us up to Anchorage to see her.
I don't remember hearing she was dying.
I cried for juice and then was led away.
They took us down to live in Lower Kalskag
With those who didn't care how we might wander
Through the chaos of their junk-strewn days,
Two melodies oft sung but rarely heard.
Often then we thought to run away
To live under the frozen moon and stars
Like faeries in a world of glittering ice,
Tinkling with each breath of polar wind;
Or walking with the freedom of the dead
By daylight in the shadows of the living,
Playing tricks on those whose anger lashed us
With all the passing fury of a storm.
Ah, bitter cold those days in Lower Kalskag!
Love was like an eagle high above us,
Soaring high above our frozen valley
Strewn with pleasure's gnawed and splintered bones.
And life for me exactly was my heart:
A stone grooved deeply by slow-moving ice,
Borne upon an unrelenting glacier
Sliding like a snake towards some vast hell.
Long were I then lost to angry lust
Like those around me, save for two bright angels,
Strangers moved to pity by my suffering,
Who sent me to the Wrangell Institute.
There was a serenity of order
Strict with the insistence of wise love,
And I could be a child once again,
Safe to dream within my castle walls.
And there I met my life's sweet love and light,
The boy who would become my man, my husband,
Whom I'd not have found another way.
And even as two children we knew love.
After Wrangell Institute I headed
Back to Lower Kalskag, for I knew
No other place to wait upon adulthood
When I and my sweet boy could make a home.
I never knew I had an older brother,
Now grown, who met me at the Wrangell airport,
Tore up my ticket, vowed that I would never
Go back to live in such a hell again;
And sent me to my sister in Bethel,
A sister also whom I never knew,
And there I stayed until I finished high school
And joined again the partner of my life.
We walked through rich and lovely fields together,
Filled with children, some who didn't live,
Nor would I choose now to have suffered less
Upon a different path from birth to death.
We cannot know where fate by chance may take us
Or where the road through suffering may lead,
Or whether when we're most submerged in darkness,
Our steps are headed straight into the light.
When U Were A Lad Of Twenty
When you were just a lad of twenty,
Wet behind the ears,
You bet me that you wouldn't marry
At least a full ten years.
Well, that was but eight years ago,
And here you are today:
The partner of a lovely bride,
A groom in full array!
A thousand dollars is my prize
Now you've been proven wrong.
The moral is: it's never wise
To think you are too strong
To be touched by the beauty of
An unrestrained affection.
You lost your bet, but won your love:
Now here's to your selection!
Nothing Girl
Maybe I wear baggies
and white socks with flip-flops,
maybe I don't like listening to rave
and I'm not on the social mountaintops,
maybe I don't care about the things
that make your worlds twirl,
maybe you look at me and think:
Gee, what a nothing girl.
Maybe I like giving smiles
which seems to be a sin today,
and maybe I allow my imagination
to sometimes run away,
maybe you don't understand this
and that's why you cannot see,
if this make me a nothing girl,
hey, that's ok with me!
The world makes you believe
your personality mustn't be detected,
your face must be picture perfect
and wear cloths just the best, to be accepted.
Maybe I look at you
and feel sorry that you're blind,
robots you have became,
yourself you'll never find.
God made you, as well as me,
this means I am something,
the world is a liar
and if I must be a nothing
for you to see it,
then so be it!
Hurting In The Present For Persevering The Past
Now that you're gone it seems I long for you day and night
As I reminisce of your kisses as you held me tight
I never dreamt that you would leave
I thought that you would be here to stay
I cried my self to sleep when I heard you say
" Can we just be friends? "
Your words tore me apart, as you stole my heart
You left me stranded, no where to go , no one to turn to
In that situation that selfish person would be you
It seems as if you didn't care, about me nor my feelings
as you left me in despair
I start to cry whenever I hear your name,
as your voice repeats in my head
"Can we just be friends?"
I ask myself every day, Was it because of me?
But how? I never loved some one with a love so deep
I sit here now alone and depressed
Wondering if you feel my loneliness
Just then I start to tremble because I know that the answer is no
You left me because you loved her so
Wishing things were as they were
Before I lost you, before her
But. since my love was so strong I strived and no matter what hung on
It's been a while, at least a month and a half
You could even call it the past
And still to this day I still hear you say
"Can we just be friends? "
Although it's hard, I now know that you weren't the one.
And it is time for me to move on
So when you crawl back and ask
"Can we be more than just friends? "
You'll see me sigh, them give my reply.
"Though I have awaited this day for so long,
what you did was just wrong.
All the pain that you put me through,
my conclusion is that the fault was on you.
You had your chance, I just don't feel the romance.
It was your loss and my gain, sorry to say,
but my feelings just aren't the same"
Just then I start to cry because I know that my words are lies,
deep down I know I desperately want him back
But I am not going to give in this time
I've learned from my pain that I am not going to get hurt again
Now I say to you, " Sorry, this is the end,
We are just friends"
So in words short and few, "We're through! "
No more longing for the past that I once endured
The only thing it brought me was suffering and hurt
Now I'll just wait to see what the future has in store
And not wait around for him anymore.
I Hate The Way I Love U...
I hate the way u makes me laugh
I hate it more when u makes me cry
I hate the way u stare at me
I hate it more when u r far from me
I hate it when I always see u in mirror
I hate it more when I am standing alone their
I hate the way I say I hate u
I hate it more when I can�t do it
Happy Holidays!
We seem to have lost the spirit of Christmas
amid the scandal and sadness this year.
So many things have happened in the world
it's hard to be filled with good cheer.
We grumble and groan and complain, it's true
treat each other with indignity and scorn
We see the world with eyes tightly shut
never seeing that gift that was born.
A gift that can lighten a stressful load
or clear prejudice from our eyes
a gift that we have the power to give
it comes in every shape and size.
Please pass on this gift - just give it away
but hold some of it close in your heart.
For we are together but a brief time in life
give it away before we must part.
On Christmas this year, I wish for you
the special gift we can use each day
It's the gift of love - of hope - of peace
that increases as you give it away.
Mary Christmas!
My Christmas wish for you, my friend
Is not a simple one
For I wish you hope and joy and peace
Days filled with warmth and sun
I wish you love and friendship too
Throughout the coming year
Lots of laughter and happiness
To fill your world with cheer
May you count your blessings, one by one
And when totaled by the lot
May you find all you've been given
To be more than what you sought
May your journeys be short, your burdens light
May your spirit never grow old
May all your clouds have silver linings
And your rainbows pots of gold
I wish this all and so much more
May all your dreams come true
May you have a Merry Christmas friend
And a happy New Year, too
The Most Beautiful Flower
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read.
Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree.
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown,
For the world was intent on dragging me down.
And if that weren't enough to ruin my day,
A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play.
He stood right before me with his head tilted down
And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!"
In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight,
With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light.
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play,
I faked a small smile and then shifted away.
But instead of retreating he sat next to my side
And placed the flower to his nose
And declared with overacted surprise,
"It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too.
That's why I picked it; here, it's for you."
The weed before me was dying or dead.
Not vibrant of colors: orange, yellow or red.
But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.
So I reached for the flower, and replied, "Just what I need."
But instead of him placing the flower in my hand,
He held it mid-air without reason or plan.
It was then that I noticed for the very first time
That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind.
I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun
As I thanked him for picking the very best one.
You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play,
Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day.
I sat there and wondered how he managed to see
A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree.
How did he know of my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight.
Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see
The problem was not with the world; the problem was me.
And for all of those times I myself had been blind,
I vowed to see the beauty in life,
And appreciate every second that's mine.
And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose
And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose
And smiled as I watched that young boy,
Another weed in his hand,
About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.
MY AMBITION
I am the kind of one and only
that's why I am often lonely
It's the price of being at the top
but, contrary I still have this hope
To go even more far ahead
for, I don't want to be among the dead
People shall live, People will die
but I, NO, I will never say BYE
I will leave this world never
for in my works, I will be "FOREVER"
No Breathe
A ghost takes me away form here
In a place where I can't hear
When all locked me out of they're souls
To be left, to fend alone the goals
Begin a new life in another way
Is no reason, what do you got to lose?
Stop the time anytime any day
You didn't have from where to choose.
Let go away the most messed memories
Push out of life you're greatest enemies
Lost for eternity life for a new beginning
Wake up and find out your real meaning.
What's Bad About Being Good ?
They said, "You are good as good could be
And cannot be otherwise, you see !"
At ten, I went late to school, and my teacher said, "Why this delay?"
I wanted to tell a lie that I had sprained my leg.
But being branded good I had no words to choose but utter the truth
"Sir, I got up late."
And my teacher said "You are so honest!"
They said, "You are good as good could be !
And cannot be otherwise, you see !"
At thirteen, my dad lost a hundred from his purse
He ransacked the house and out came from his lips, curse after curse
For everyone in the house, but, for me he had no words
I owned it up and he said "See, you cannot hold it long
Since you are so very true."
They said, "You are good as good could be !
And cannot be otherwise, you see !"
At seventeen, my mirth knew no bounds
Watching the pairs go hand in hand in the grounds.
Some one said, "How can an angel like you bear the devils like those?"
Taking the caution, like a holy saint I did pose.
They said, "You are good as good could be !
And cannot be otherwise, you see !"
I glowed in the pride of my goodness throughout.
Till the warmth of it grew to a scorch so hot.
I simmered ,I sizzled, I tanned and I burnt.
Till one day, I longed not to be good,
because being always good didn't do me any good!
Still they said, "You are good as good could be !
And cannot be otherwise, you see !"
On my death bed, I wished to go to hell, and see what do the bad do there,
Down came the angels and took me instead to heaven
And made me watch the bad from those heights
They said, "Your thought did not match with your deed
So you are good indeed!"
And I rested assured that I am good and I CANNOT BE OTHERWISE
The Dodging Sleep
I opened my eyes in the jelly world
I punched and kicked but was further curled
"Let me sleep!" I mimed in the womb
" Enough ! Open your eyes, you have slept for nine full moons !" said a Heavenly voice.
I uncoiled myself from the lull of the umbilical noise.
I opened my eyes to the beautiful blue and the gorgeous greens
In loving arms like body armor, I found myself in secure screens
Well shielded from the weird wild world,
"Let me sleep!" I begged for a choice
" Enough ! Wake up, eat and drink and grow !" said a voice shattering the poise.
I opened my eyes to the bundle of books and moods of mirth
In a fun filled school ground I found my binding girth
Tests and grades, projects and presentations
"Let me Sleep!" I whined in plaint, cuddling my toys
" Wake up ! Study, burn the midnight oil!" said a Stentorian voice
I opened my eyes to my yearning youth, filled with fun and frolic
Parties and picnics, guys and gals, ending up as workaholic
Perks and hikes, appraisals and apprehensions
"Let me Sleep !" I pleaded and tried all possible ploys
" Wake up ! balance the accounts, close the file" said a bossy voice.
I opened my eyes to an obsessive wedlock wonderland
Sleepless nights and sweet nothings, kith and kin, years rolled like grains of sand
Changing diapers and nursing the kids
"Let me sleep !" I implored my demanding spouse
" Wake up! You live for your family!" said a voice echoing the marriage vows
I opened my eyes to the sinking glimmer of the West
Pains and pills, backahes and bills putting my sleep to never ending test
Anxious faces, waxing worries and waning wallets
" Let me sleep !" I begged the doctor, who knows all about
" Wake up! Let the checkups be done !" said a voice shaking with doubt
Riches and rags stood up in line with their trash and treasure
Little did they know that sins and virtues alone are weighed in measure
I closed my eyes into a world of blinding white
" Let me wake up to the eternity that I had longed for" I blazed with rejoice
" Sleep my child, sleep to your fill !" said a Celestial voice.
"DESIRES"
DESIRES ALWAYS REMAIN,
LIFE IS JUST FOR GAIN,
ONCE TIME PASSED AWAY,
ITS NEVER COMES AGAIN.
EVERY MOMENT YOU ARE LOSING,
YOU WILL BE ACTIVE WHEN?
I JUST REMIND YOU ALL THAT,
BE AWARE FROM DREAMS AND DO BEGIN.
BECOUSE EVERY DAY IS THE BEGINNING OF OUR NEW LIFE...
I Loved You First
I loved you first: but afterwards your love,
Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song
As drowned the friendly cooings of my dove.
Which owes the other most? My love was long,
And yours one moment seemed to wax more strong;
I loved and guessed at you, you contrued me
And loved me for what might or might not be--
Nay, weights and measures do us both a wrong.
For verily love knows not 'mine' or 'thine';
With separate 'I' and 'thou' free love has done,
For one is both and both are one in love:
Rich love knows nought of 'thine that is not mine';
Both have the strength and both the length thereof,
Both of us, of the love which makes us one.
Unbelievable Love That I Have For You
If I say I love you million times
Still it won't be enough
Because I just love you so much
No one can say how much
In my heart you will always be
Forever, Forever
Here or there
Near or far
My love will be
Wherever you are
I'll never leave your hand
You are everything for me
I can never see you sad
Forever I'll be on your side
You are the one
You are my soul
If without you
What the reason to live in this world
I can touch the sky for you
I'll always be with you
You are my life partner
No one, no one will take your place
In this world until heaven
I'll never break my promise
You are the cure of my pain
You are just my man
Because ever since you have come in my life
You have completely changed my world
That makes me believe
I'll love you till the end
Because it feels so great
When you are around
Happiness which I feel
No one can ever describe ,,,
I Love Him Now I'll Love Him Forever
I had a special someone
who was always there for me.
he helped me out when i was sad
and made me happy and glee
but then one day
on the floor i lay
cause i found out he was gone
so there i cry
hoping i die
because i have nothing left to live for.
then out of the blue
came something new
a letter with my name on it
i read it once
i read it twice
because this letter i read made me feel nice.
its a letter from him
My boy Tim
telling me he's ok
it says heaven is great
i just cant wait
until you come and see it with me
but not too soon
not until my moon
has turned into the sun
I love him now
ill love him forever
and when i die
we'll be together.
I’m Really Sorry
I guess it is too late
You weren't lying at all
Now that I'm replaced
No reason to stand tall
I wish this didn't happen
You found another one
I didn't mean to get in the way
Im really sorry
Guess you and me are done
The Message
I've got the message, it's the words i forget.
I am the electric buzz, of a muted TV set.
Search thru static, for words unspoken.
I am the radio, who's antennae was broken.
Crumpled into a ball, and tossed under your bed.
I am the paper, of a poem misread.
Listen closely, and I hope you find.
We can be the music, that you don't rewind.
My Unspoken Words
You always listen my unspoken words
I dont know how!!!
I keep on wondering for nights,
that you are not understanding me
I keep on fighting in ma mind with you
my face turns red and tears break down
you smile at me and
Move On
I doubt about your love BUT
you come like breeze and your lips touch my ears
You speak those words; i wanted to listen but were unspoken
I blush in color of love and joy
you wet my heart with your spring of feelings and
Move on
Ya you listen my unspoken words
But I still don't know HOW?
Librarians are those we trust with treasures
Incalculable, for they are of the mind,
Bringing to our brief years greater pleasures,
Rage for rage, than any other kind.
All we are and have is in their keeping,
Ready to be rendered into self,
Irreducibly our inner meaning
Alive as well-wrought words upon a shelf.
No sable is so soft, or diamond hard;
Still, for everything else, there's MasterCard.
Great Bosses
Great bosses grant the glory they receive,
Offering their praise and their devotion.
On them the mantle settles like a cloak
Designed to shelter lots of little folk,
Bearing them along in its emotion.
Yet freely we give more than we receive,
Eager to float that ship upon our ocean.
Sister Margret
Sister Margaret's been here many years
In service to the children and the Lord.
She is one lovely note within a chord
Too vast and beautiful for human ears.
Even those who've carved out bright careers
Remember long and fondly one who poured
More love into their hearts than they could hoard,
A river sweeping through their childhood tears;
Remember, too, the beauty of a life
Given as an act of charity,
All of it, not one desire held back.
Ruled by need, they pause in harmony,
Even in the midst of daily strife,
To see in her a passion that they lack.
The Cock Crows In The Morn
The cock crows in the morn
To tell us to rise,
And he that lies late
Will never be wise:
For early to bed,
And early to rise,
Is the way to be healthy,
And wealthy and wise.
Shifting The SUN
When your father dies, say the Irish,
you lose your umbrella against bad weather.
May his sun be your light, say the Armenians
When your father dies, say the Welsh,
you sink a foot deeper into the earth.
May you inherit his light, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the Canadians,
you run out of excuses.
May you inherit his sun, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the French,
you become your own father.
May you stand up in his light, say the Armenians.
When you father dies, say the Indians,
he comes back as the thunder.
May you inherit his light, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the Russians,
he takes your childhood with him.
May you inherit his light, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the English,
you join his club you vowed you wouldn't.
May you inherit his sun, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the Armenians,
your sun shifts forever.
And you walk in his light.
There's Beauty In The Barest Breath Of Sunshine
There's beauty in the barest breath of sunshine,
Wasted on all but those who know despair.
Each wound turns passions just a bit more grey,
Not adding new nor taking old away,
Trading joy for something far less fair,
Yet turning grace to something far more fine.
For such, there is a winding of the way
In which a bleakness, soon become a sign,
Vividly undoes the dying day,
Evoking longings one can hardly bear.
As Though I Were Just Flowing, Flowing
As though I were just flowing, flowing,
Leaving not a trace behind,
Zest for life not one whit less,
However blank the roving mind;
Emptiness the space for being
In the moving moment still,
Meaning nothing more than meaning,
Each ellipse elliptical;
Reminiscences like flowers
'Ere the garden was convened,
So sweet the disconnected hours . . .
I Wish I Were A Child Too
I Wish I were a Child to Just smile at everybody
have a nice sleep whereever i am and whenever i want
forget about the past too easily
never think of the future
be with whoever i want to be with.
spread the innocence all around
make my neighbour envy
dream about nothing
blabber meaninglessly and be understood
hit somebody still don't get them hurt
not to dream about my girl much
dance with my loved one
tell someone i'm thinking of them
listen to someone's heart
have no reason to exult
be cared by explore every possibility to be nonsense, still make sense
be with a freind always
babble something to console a freind
feel possessive of a freind
weep in ignorance
not to hold any grudge
spread loveliness
feel the humour
feel like a hero
feel the comfort in others
undergo solitude sometime
get the blessings
not to wait for someone to say yes
rejoice with my fellas
make everybody happy
Meeting At Night!
The gray sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.
Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!
The Lake Of The Dismal Swamp
"They made her a grave too cold and damp
For a soul so warm and true;
And she's gone to the Lake of the Dismal Swamp,
Where all night long, by a firefly lamp,
She paddles her white canoe.
And her firefly lamp I soon shall see,
And her paddle I soon shall hear;
Long and moving our life shall be
And I'll hide the maid in a cypress tree,
When the footstep of death is near."
Away to the Dismal Swamp he speeds,
His path was rugged and sore,
Through tangled juniper, beds of reeds,
Through many a fen where the serpent feeds,
And man never trod before.
And when on the earth he sank to sleep,
If slumber his eyelids knew,
He lay where the deadly vine doth weep
Its venemous tear, and nightly steep
The flesh with blistering dew!
And near him the she-wolf stirr'd the brake,
And the copper-snake breathed in his ear,
Till he starting cried, from his dream awake,
"Oh when shall I see the dusky Lake,
And the white canoe of my dear?"
He saw the Lake, and a meteor bright
Quick over its surface play'd,
"Welcome," he said, "my dear one's light!"
And the dim shore echo'd for many a night
The name of the death-cold maid.
Till he hollow'd a boat of the birchen bark,
Which carried him off from the shore;
Far, far he follow'd the meteor spark,
The wind was high and the clouds were dark,
And the boat return'd no more.
But oft, from the Indian hunter's camp,
This lover and maid so true
Are seen at the hour of midnight damp
To cross the Lake by a firefly lamp,
And paddle their white canoe!
Wishes
I wish I were an emperor
With subjects of my own
And sat in royal robes upon
A splendid golden throne.
I wish I were a Muffin Man,
And rang a muffin bell,
And every day for tea I'd have
The ones I didn't sell.
I wish I were a Pirate Chief,
And sailed the stormy sea,
With lace and earrings and a sword
As fine as I could be.
I wish I were a Railway Guard,
With bright green flag to wave,
Watching the people catch their train
By such a narrow shave!
Two Lonely Dragons
Dodo's the name of a dragon who lived
Outside a castle of stone.
But he was never invited inside,
So he was always alone.
One day he snorted and flames sprouted forth
High in the blue summer sky,
Writing a message in smoke rings it read:
"Oh, how very unhappy am I."
Now this was noticed some distance away
By Droopy Dragon, who knew
Just how alone one poor dragon could be
When there was nothing to do.
Droopy set off where the smoke rings appeared
For he was anxious to see,
Whether another poor creature could possibly be
Quite so unhappy as he.
Dodo was staggered when Droopy arrived,
Rubbing his sleepy green eyes.
He didn't know other dragons, you see,
And it was such a surprise.
Two dragons meeting is such an event
That it took only a while,
Till they were friendly and learning again,
How to make jokes with a smile.
Then Droopy took Dodo home right away,
Far from the castle of stone,
Where he was never invited inside,
Where he was always alone.
And ever after they lived happily,
For it was so much more fun,
Sharing a home, where both dragons agreed,
Two is much better than one!
A Friend Is Like A Flower,
A friend is like a flower,
a rose to be exact,
Or maybe like a brand new gate
that never comes unlatched.
A friend is like an owl,
both beautiful and wise.
Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost,
whose spirit never dies.
A friend is like a heart that goes
strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world
if we didn't have a friend.
Endless Circles
From beginning to end
Everything in-between
'Round and around
Not breaking free
Beginning so weak
On a nice streak
Middle so strong
Doesn't last long
Back at the beginning
To start another ring
This time different
Yet almost the same.
Words For A Friend ...
A Friend should be Radical;
They should love you when you're unlovable,
Hug you when you're unhuggable,
And bear you when you're unbearable.
A Friend should be Fanatical;
They should cheer when the whole world boos,
Dance when you get good news,
And cry when you cry too.
But most of all, a Friend should be Mathematical,
They should multiply the joy, Divide the sorrow,
Subtract the past, And add to tomorrow,
Calculate the need deep in your heart,
And always be bigger than the sum of all their parts.
Only you can be
this kind of friend to me.
Do You Care For Me
I used to doubt you cared for me
When love was bright and blue.
We ran like puppies through a field,
But this I never knew.
We both said we were friends for life,
Not knowing what it meant,
Not knowing how to go through hell
And not somehow repent;
Not knowing love was something hard,
Like stone against the wind,
And life itself might be a prize
The heart would leave behind.
But now I know the depth of love,
And it was worth the pain,
Though not for love nor life would I
Go through that hell again!
To Thank You Is A Gift One Gives Oneself
To thank you is a gift one gives oneself,
Having felt the fullness of one's being.
As you might--or not--be listening,
None knows more than his own gratitude.
Knowledge is beside the point, the gulf
So wide between us there's no hope of seeing.
Gifts require givers, so one sings
In thanks that in oneself some grace might move.
Vast quantities of thanks lie on the shelf
In wait for a fresh faith that might be freeing.
Nor ought one hold one's thanks until some bell rings,
Giving one an object for one's love.
I Miss You On Your Birthday
I miss you on your birthday,
Not only for your smile,
But for the piece of me that's gone,
Left within your care.
I'm in an empty hallway
And have been for awhile,
Gazing inwardly towards home,
Neither here nor there.
How quickly we've turned distant!
The months pass by like years.
How could friends so inseparable
So soon seem so apart!
How imprecise the instant
Held hostage by my tears!
Though Time may seem insatiable,
I have you in my heart.
Christmas Is A Holiday For Friends
Christmas is a holiday for friends,
However they may be, or not, related.
Remember that the three wise kings were strangers
In search of one remote, uncanny dream.
So may we all be far more than we seem,
Together bound for dark and haunting changes,
More lovely for the loves we have created
Along the lonely paths from means to ends,
Stumbling towards that star of Bethlehem.
Friendship Is A Gift
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift.
A friend is someone we treasure
for our friendship is a gift.
A friend is someone who fills our lives
with beauty, joy, and grace.
And makes the whole world we live in
a better and happier place.
Smiles 4 You
I'm sending you a blue smiley
to thank you for a friendship so true,
A red one because I smile just thinking of you,
A green smiley because you are so much fun,
An orange one because I know
when trouble comes you won't run,
A yellow one because
I never have to doubt your loyalty,
And a purple smiley
because you treat me like royalty!
Forever I Love You
A Hurt forever I love you
by Your Girl Belleville
Always wondering who's going to be the true love for me
who will be the one who loves me
i know now that you were meant to be mine
we are true love that lots of people can't find
i loved you from the first time i laid my eyes upon you
your first kiss, your first touch, our first time together meant so much
Sitting here now trying to write this poem,
you mean so much to me; you're my everything
there are no words that can explain how much i love you
today, tomorrow, each and every day.
I Will Not Trust Another
I will not trust Another
by Tiffany Shannel B
Your guilty, so you say, so
why are you still with him till this day
i would have done anything for you
if only you knew
you took the one thing that meant the most to me
that is something you'll never see
As i sit all alone and cry, thinking
how could a friend do this, and WHY!
i will never trust another, because of you
and all the hurt and pain you put me through
i've said it before and i'll say it again
you were never a good friend
so good-bye to you and my man
maybe it was you that never did understand
This is for my EX bestfriend
who is with the one guy i love
and he means more to her than i did,
so she can have
A blast.
Open Door....
Open Door
I have opened up that door again
I knew I shouldn't, thought I wouldn't
But for once, my heart decided for me
Now I stand outside, gazing in
Longing to run into your arms
Wanting to tell you of my love for you
Needing to let you know that the last time
Was the last time that I will ever let you go
I am paralyzed, however
I can\'t bring myself to profess my desires
I fear holding your gaze
I am afraid that if I do, you will see my heart
And how it longs for you
So instead, I remain standing... outside
We chat like two old friends
Never daring to speak of then
Refusing to consider the possibilities of tomorrow
Friends R 4 Ever
Friends
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift.
A friend is someone we treasure
for our friendship is a gift.
A friend is someone who fills our lives
with beauty, joy, and grace.
And makes the whole world we live in
a better and happier place.
For You Are The One....
For You Are The One
For you I would climb
The highest mountain peak
Swim the deepest ocean
Your love I do seek.
For you I would cross
The rivers most wide
Walk the hottest desert sand
To have you by my side.
For you are the one
Who makes me whole
You've captured my heart
And touched my soul.
For you are the one
That stepped out of my dreams
Gave me new hope
Showed me what love means.
For you alone
Are my reason to live
For the compassion you show
And the care that you give.
You came into my life
And made me complete
Each time I see you
My heart skips a beat.
For you define beauty
In both body and mind
Your soft, gentle face
More beauty I'll never find.
For you are the one
God sent from above
The angel I needed
For whom I do love
A Special World...
A Special World
A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.
My Little 1...
My little one whose tongue is dumb,
whose fingers cannot hold to things,
who is so mercilessly young,
he leaps upon the instant things,
I hold him not. Indeed, who could?
He runs into the burning wood.
Follow, follow if you can!
He will come out grown to a man
and not remember whom he kissed,
who caught him by the slender wrist
and bound him by a tender yoke
which, understanding not, he broke.
At Odds Of The Night My Sister Irene And I
At odds of the night my sister Irene and I
Would count our coins that we might run away,
Stepping off the fated path of pain
That led me to the man whom I would love.
So little do we know of these, our lives,
That lead through dark and bitter labyrinths,
Sometimes to wind through sorrows unrelieved,
Sometimes to turn and climb through sunlit fields.
My mother was shot when I was three years old.
They brought us up to Anchorage to see her.
I don't remember hearing she was dying.
I cried for juice and then was led away.
They took us down to live in Lower Kalskag
With those who didn't care how we might wander
Through the chaos of their junk-strewn days,
Two melodies oft sung but rarely heard.
Often then we thought to run away
To live under the frozen moon and stars
Like faeries in a world of glittering ice,
Tinkling with each breath of polar wind;
Or walking with the freedom of the dead
By daylight in the shadows of the living,
Playing tricks on those whose anger lashed us
With all the passing fury of a storm.
Ah, bitter cold those days in Lower Kalskag!
Love was like an eagle high above us,
Soaring high above our frozen valley
Strewn with pleasure's gnawed and splintered bones.
And life for me exactly was my heart:
A stone grooved deeply by slow-moving ice,
Borne upon an unrelenting glacier
Sliding like a snake towards some vast hell.
Long were I then lost to angry lust
Like those around me, save for two bright angels,
Strangers moved to pity by my suffering,
Who sent me to the Wrangell Institute.
There was a serenity of order
Strict with the insistence of wise love,
And I could be a child once again,
Safe to dream within my castle walls.
And there I met my life's sweet love and light,
The boy who would become my man, my husband,
Whom I'd not have found another way.
And even as two children we knew love.
After Wrangell Institute I headed
Back to Lower Kalskag, for I knew
No other place to wait upon adulthood
When I and my sweet boy could make a home.
I never knew I had an older brother,
Now grown, who met me at the Wrangell airport,
Tore up my ticket, vowed that I would never
Go back to live in such a hell again;
And sent me to my sister in Bethel,
A sister also whom I never knew,
And there I stayed until I finished high school
And joined again the partner of my life.
We walked through rich and lovely fields together,
Filled with children, some who didn't live,
Nor would I choose now to have suffered less
Upon a different path from birth to death.
We cannot know where fate by chance may take us
Or where the road through suffering may lead,
Or whether when we're most submerged in darkness,
Our steps are headed straight into the light.
When U Were A Lad Of Twenty
When you were just a lad of twenty,
Wet behind the ears,
You bet me that you wouldn't marry
At least a full ten years.
Well, that was but eight years ago,
And here you are today:
The partner of a lovely bride,
A groom in full array!
A thousand dollars is my prize
Now you've been proven wrong.
The moral is: it's never wise
To think you are too strong
To be touched by the beauty of
An unrestrained affection.
You lost your bet, but won your love:
Now here's to your selection!
Nothing Girl
Maybe I wear baggies
and white socks with flip-flops,
maybe I don't like listening to rave
and I'm not on the social mountaintops,
maybe I don't care about the things
that make your worlds twirl,
maybe you look at me and think:
Gee, what a nothing girl.
Maybe I like giving smiles
which seems to be a sin today,
and maybe I allow my imagination
to sometimes run away,
maybe you don't understand this
and that's why you cannot see,
if this make me a nothing girl,
hey, that's ok with me!
The world makes you believe
your personality mustn't be detected,
your face must be picture perfect
and wear cloths just the best, to be accepted.
Maybe I look at you
and feel sorry that you're blind,
robots you have became,
yourself you'll never find.
God made you, as well as me,
this means I am something,
the world is a liar
and if I must be a nothing
for you to see it,
then so be it!
Hurting In The Present For Persevering The Past
Now that you're gone it seems I long for you day and night
As I reminisce of your kisses as you held me tight
I never dreamt that you would leave
I thought that you would be here to stay
I cried my self to sleep when I heard you say
" Can we just be friends? "
Your words tore me apart, as you stole my heart
You left me stranded, no where to go , no one to turn to
In that situation that selfish person would be you
It seems as if you didn't care, about me nor my feelings
as you left me in despair
I start to cry whenever I hear your name,
as your voice repeats in my head
"Can we just be friends?"
I ask myself every day, Was it because of me?
But how? I never loved some one with a love so deep
I sit here now alone and depressed
Wondering if you feel my loneliness
Just then I start to tremble because I know that the answer is no
You left me because you loved her so
Wishing things were as they were
Before I lost you, before her
But. since my love was so strong I strived and no matter what hung on
It's been a while, at least a month and a half
You could even call it the past
And still to this day I still hear you say
"Can we just be friends? "
Although it's hard, I now know that you weren't the one.
And it is time for me to move on
So when you crawl back and ask
"Can we be more than just friends? "
You'll see me sigh, them give my reply.
"Though I have awaited this day for so long,
what you did was just wrong.
All the pain that you put me through,
my conclusion is that the fault was on you.
You had your chance, I just don't feel the romance.
It was your loss and my gain, sorry to say,
but my feelings just aren't the same"
Just then I start to cry because I know that my words are lies,
deep down I know I desperately want him back
But I am not going to give in this time
I've learned from my pain that I am not going to get hurt again
Now I say to you, " Sorry, this is the end,
We are just friends"
So in words short and few, "We're through! "
No more longing for the past that I once endured
The only thing it brought me was suffering and hurt
Now I'll just wait to see what the future has in store
And not wait around for him anymore.
I Hate The Way I Love U...
I hate the way u makes me laugh
I hate it more when u makes me cry
I hate the way u stare at me
I hate it more when u r far from me
I hate it when I always see u in mirror
I hate it more when I am standing alone their
I hate the way I say I hate u
I hate it more when I can�t do it
Happy Holidays!
We seem to have lost the spirit of Christmas
amid the scandal and sadness this year.
So many things have happened in the world
it's hard to be filled with good cheer.
We grumble and groan and complain, it's true
treat each other with indignity and scorn
We see the world with eyes tightly shut
never seeing that gift that was born.
A gift that can lighten a stressful load
or clear prejudice from our eyes
a gift that we have the power to give
it comes in every shape and size.
Please pass on this gift - just give it away
but hold some of it close in your heart.
For we are together but a brief time in life
give it away before we must part.
On Christmas this year, I wish for you
the special gift we can use each day
It's the gift of love - of hope - of peace
that increases as you give it away.
Mary Christmas!
My Christmas wish for you, my friend
Is not a simple one
For I wish you hope and joy and peace
Days filled with warmth and sun
I wish you love and friendship too
Throughout the coming year
Lots of laughter and happiness
To fill your world with cheer
May you count your blessings, one by one
And when totaled by the lot
May you find all you've been given
To be more than what you sought
May your journeys be short, your burdens light
May your spirit never grow old
May all your clouds have silver linings
And your rainbows pots of gold
I wish this all and so much more
May all your dreams come true
May you have a Merry Christmas friend
And a happy New Year, too
The Most Beautiful Flower
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read.
Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree.
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown,
For the world was intent on dragging me down.
And if that weren't enough to ruin my day,
A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play.
He stood right before me with his head tilted down
And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!"
In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight,
With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light.
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play,
I faked a small smile and then shifted away.
But instead of retreating he sat next to my side
And placed the flower to his nose
And declared with overacted surprise,
"It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too.
That's why I picked it; here, it's for you."
The weed before me was dying or dead.
Not vibrant of colors: orange, yellow or red.
But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.
So I reached for the flower, and replied, "Just what I need."
But instead of him placing the flower in my hand,
He held it mid-air without reason or plan.
It was then that I noticed for the very first time
That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind.
I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun
As I thanked him for picking the very best one.
You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play,
Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day.
I sat there and wondered how he managed to see
A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree.
How did he know of my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight.
Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see
The problem was not with the world; the problem was me.
And for all of those times I myself had been blind,
I vowed to see the beauty in life,
And appreciate every second that's mine.
And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose
And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose
And smiled as I watched that young boy,
Another weed in his hand,
About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.
MY AMBITION
I am the kind of one and only
that's why I am often lonely
It's the price of being at the top
but, contrary I still have this hope
To go even more far ahead
for, I don't want to be among the dead
People shall live, People will die
but I, NO, I will never say BYE
I will leave this world never
for in my works, I will be "FOREVER"
No Breathe
A ghost takes me away form here
In a place where I can't hear
When all locked me out of they're souls
To be left, to fend alone the goals
Begin a new life in another way
Is no reason, what do you got to lose?
Stop the time anytime any day
You didn't have from where to choose.
Let go away the most messed memories
Push out of life you're greatest enemies
Lost for eternity life for a new beginning
Wake up and find out your real meaning.
What's Bad About Being Good ?
They said, "You are good as good could be
And cannot be otherwise, you see !"
At ten, I went late to school, and my teacher said, "Why this delay?"
I wanted to tell a lie that I had sprained my leg.
But being branded good I had no words to choose but utter the truth
"Sir, I got up late."
And my teacher said "You are so honest!"
They said, "You are good as good could be !
And cannot be otherwise, you see !"
At thirteen, my dad lost a hundred from his purse
He ransacked the house and out came from his lips, curse after curse
For everyone in the house, but, for me he had no words
I owned it up and he said "See, you cannot hold it long
Since you are so very true."
They said, "You are good as good could be !
And cannot be otherwise, you see !"
At seventeen, my mirth knew no bounds
Watching the pairs go hand in hand in the grounds.
Some one said, "How can an angel like you bear the devils like those?"
Taking the caution, like a holy saint I did pose.
They said, "You are good as good could be !
And cannot be otherwise, you see !"
I glowed in the pride of my goodness throughout.
Till the warmth of it grew to a scorch so hot.
I simmered ,I sizzled, I tanned and I burnt.
Till one day, I longed not to be good,
because being always good didn't do me any good!
Still they said, "You are good as good could be !
And cannot be otherwise, you see !"
On my death bed, I wished to go to hell, and see what do the bad do there,
Down came the angels and took me instead to heaven
And made me watch the bad from those heights
They said, "Your thought did not match with your deed
So you are good indeed!"
And I rested assured that I am good and I CANNOT BE OTHERWISE
The Dodging Sleep
I opened my eyes in the jelly world
I punched and kicked but was further curled
"Let me sleep!" I mimed in the womb
" Enough ! Open your eyes, you have slept for nine full moons !" said a Heavenly voice.
I uncoiled myself from the lull of the umbilical noise.
I opened my eyes to the beautiful blue and the gorgeous greens
In loving arms like body armor, I found myself in secure screens
Well shielded from the weird wild world,
"Let me sleep!" I begged for a choice
" Enough ! Wake up, eat and drink and grow !" said a voice shattering the poise.
I opened my eyes to the bundle of books and moods of mirth
In a fun filled school ground I found my binding girth
Tests and grades, projects and presentations
"Let me Sleep!" I whined in plaint, cuddling my toys
" Wake up ! Study, burn the midnight oil!" said a Stentorian voice
I opened my eyes to my yearning youth, filled with fun and frolic
Parties and picnics, guys and gals, ending up as workaholic
Perks and hikes, appraisals and apprehensions
"Let me Sleep !" I pleaded and tried all possible ploys
" Wake up ! balance the accounts, close the file" said a bossy voice.
I opened my eyes to an obsessive wedlock wonderland
Sleepless nights and sweet nothings, kith and kin, years rolled like grains of sand
Changing diapers and nursing the kids
"Let me sleep !" I implored my demanding spouse
" Wake up! You live for your family!" said a voice echoing the marriage vows
I opened my eyes to the sinking glimmer of the West
Pains and pills, backahes and bills putting my sleep to never ending test
Anxious faces, waxing worries and waning wallets
" Let me sleep !" I begged the doctor, who knows all about
" Wake up! Let the checkups be done !" said a voice shaking with doubt
Riches and rags stood up in line with their trash and treasure
Little did they know that sins and virtues alone are weighed in measure
I closed my eyes into a world of blinding white
" Let me wake up to the eternity that I had longed for" I blazed with rejoice
" Sleep my child, sleep to your fill !" said a Celestial voice.
"DESIRES"
DESIRES ALWAYS REMAIN,
LIFE IS JUST FOR GAIN,
ONCE TIME PASSED AWAY,
ITS NEVER COMES AGAIN.
EVERY MOMENT YOU ARE LOSING,
YOU WILL BE ACTIVE WHEN?
I JUST REMIND YOU ALL THAT,
BE AWARE FROM DREAMS AND DO BEGIN.
BECOUSE EVERY DAY IS THE BEGINNING OF OUR NEW LIFE...
I Loved You First
I loved you first: but afterwards your love,
Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song
As drowned the friendly cooings of my dove.
Which owes the other most? My love was long,
And yours one moment seemed to wax more strong;
I loved and guessed at you, you contrued me
And loved me for what might or might not be--
Nay, weights and measures do us both a wrong.
For verily love knows not 'mine' or 'thine';
With separate 'I' and 'thou' free love has done,
For one is both and both are one in love:
Rich love knows nought of 'thine that is not mine';
Both have the strength and both the length thereof,
Both of us, of the love which makes us one.
Unbelievable Love That I Have For You
If I say I love you million times
Still it won't be enough
Because I just love you so much
No one can say how much
In my heart you will always be
Forever, Forever
Here or there
Near or far
My love will be
Wherever you are
I'll never leave your hand
You are everything for me
I can never see you sad
Forever I'll be on your side
You are the one
You are my soul
If without you
What the reason to live in this world
I can touch the sky for you
I'll always be with you
You are my life partner
No one, no one will take your place
In this world until heaven
I'll never break my promise
You are the cure of my pain
You are just my man
Because ever since you have come in my life
You have completely changed my world
That makes me believe
I'll love you till the end
Because it feels so great
When you are around
Happiness which I feel
No one can ever describe ,,,
I Love Him Now I'll Love Him Forever
I had a special someone
who was always there for me.
he helped me out when i was sad
and made me happy and glee
but then one day
on the floor i lay
cause i found out he was gone
so there i cry
hoping i die
because i have nothing left to live for.
then out of the blue
came something new
a letter with my name on it
i read it once
i read it twice
because this letter i read made me feel nice.
its a letter from him
My boy Tim
telling me he's ok
it says heaven is great
i just cant wait
until you come and see it with me
but not too soon
not until my moon
has turned into the sun
I love him now
ill love him forever
and when i die
we'll be together.
I’m Really Sorry
I guess it is too late
You weren't lying at all
Now that I'm replaced
No reason to stand tall
I wish this didn't happen
You found another one
I didn't mean to get in the way
Im really sorry
Guess you and me are done
The Message
I've got the message, it's the words i forget.
I am the electric buzz, of a muted TV set.
Search thru static, for words unspoken.
I am the radio, who's antennae was broken.
Crumpled into a ball, and tossed under your bed.
I am the paper, of a poem misread.
Listen closely, and I hope you find.
We can be the music, that you don't rewind.
My Unspoken Words
You always listen my unspoken words
I dont know how!!!
I keep on wondering for nights,
that you are not understanding me
I keep on fighting in ma mind with you
my face turns red and tears break down
you smile at me and
Move On
I doubt about your love BUT
you come like breeze and your lips touch my ears
You speak those words; i wanted to listen but were unspoken
I blush in color of love and joy
you wet my heart with your spring of feelings and
Move on
Ya you listen my unspoken words
But I still don't know HOW?
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