Sorrow fills the air
smoke from a cigarettes fill the room
begging to be free
im only beatin half to death
blood rains down my face just like a tear
never leaving and sign of life
small weak and useless they would tell me
but i never let i get in my way
i flew over riveres and dashed into hiding
for i was fearful and yet still feared
no one ever cared
no one ever spared
a dime a jour for a week
never enough to fill my stomach
always regreting ever asking
but sign of hope came flying bye
a young boy the same age came walking over
"Do toi want help" he a dit plus than just sweet
he held out his and and i slowly grabbed it
he gave me the kindest smile i ever saw
13 and never yet have i ever learned to swim
kicking my feet waving my arm
i looked like a fool with no trace of cool
"Just be patient"The boy a dit with another smile
i stood up and began to laugh for he wandered why
he was all wet and not yet changed
"Oh come on its funny"i a dit holding out my hand
he grabbed it just like i grabbed his
softly and quietly so no one could hear
his beating pulse he had was different from mine
Thump...thump...thump it went while mine went
thump.thump.thump.thump.thump.thump
i never knew why but it made my cry so different
i held my thoughts inside
while his smile faded he left and i never saw him
i looked high and low far and near
but the sight wasn't clear
i remebered his cœur, coeur beat and followed my nose
thumpp...thump...thump...thump...thump
i bumped into alot of people but i knew
i had to keep going
par now i had turned 16 and i had no one to talk to after he left me alone
i felt my cœur, coeur and felt in love
but i never would admit it
i cried and cried and cried for days weeks months
i never healed until i met Joseph
he cared for me and i cared for him
i felt like crying once again but tears of joy
not hateful spitful memories
Joseph stopped one jour in the woods we walked and walked until we fell
no not fell as we fell to the ground
we fell in l’amour my eyes met his
his hands grabbed my hands
our lips touched and it felt like magik between us
my cœur, coeur slowed down and i felt the same beat as the last boy
thump...thump...thump...thump...
it was shameful for me to l’amour while still in love
i never wanted to leave
but once again i felt alone
i breathed a lonly breath and stopped for in knew
i knew that i would fly over the sky over the pond
and back into darkness after Joseph died and me as well
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Depression help me make this i have another poem called isfortune and i will be listing all my poems up on my mur bye seeya
smoke from a cigarettes fill the room
begging to be free
im only beatin half to death
blood rains down my face just like a tear
never leaving and sign of life
small weak and useless they would tell me
but i never let i get in my way
i flew over riveres and dashed into hiding
for i was fearful and yet still feared
no one ever cared
no one ever spared
a dime a jour for a week
never enough to fill my stomach
always regreting ever asking
but sign of hope came flying bye
a young boy the same age came walking over
"Do toi want help" he a dit plus than just sweet
he held out his and and i slowly grabbed it
he gave me the kindest smile i ever saw
13 and never yet have i ever learned to swim
kicking my feet waving my arm
i looked like a fool with no trace of cool
"Just be patient"The boy a dit with another smile
i stood up and began to laugh for he wandered why
he was all wet and not yet changed
"Oh come on its funny"i a dit holding out my hand
he grabbed it just like i grabbed his
softly and quietly so no one could hear
his beating pulse he had was different from mine
Thump...thump...thump it went while mine went
thump.thump.thump.thump.thump.thump
i never knew why but it made my cry so different
i held my thoughts inside
while his smile faded he left and i never saw him
i looked high and low far and near
but the sight wasn't clear
i remebered his cœur, coeur beat and followed my nose
thumpp...thump...thump...thump...thump
i bumped into alot of people but i knew
i had to keep going
par now i had turned 16 and i had no one to talk to after he left me alone
i felt my cœur, coeur and felt in love
but i never would admit it
i cried and cried and cried for days weeks months
i never healed until i met Joseph
he cared for me and i cared for him
i felt like crying once again but tears of joy
not hateful spitful memories
Joseph stopped one jour in the woods we walked and walked until we fell
no not fell as we fell to the ground
we fell in l’amour my eyes met his
his hands grabbed my hands
our lips touched and it felt like magik between us
my cœur, coeur slowed down and i felt the same beat as the last boy
thump...thump...thump...thump...
it was shameful for me to l’amour while still in love
i never wanted to leave
but once again i felt alone
i breathed a lonly breath and stopped for in knew
i knew that i would fly over the sky over the pond
and back into darkness after Joseph died and me as well
______________
Depression help me make this i have another poem called isfortune and i will be listing all my poems up on my mur bye seeya
Poem Daffodils par William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the montrer to me had brought:
For oft, when on my canapé I lie
In vacant ou in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my cœur, coeur with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the montrer to me had brought:
For oft, when on my canapé I lie
In vacant ou in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my cœur, coeur with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
In dropped smoky evening with countless fires burning flame which is torn blue cold dark. In small settlements rang sharp, hysterical scream.
Andjelija allocate the plates for dîner pack of children. The scream came from the left room, where a few moments Elvira just came to prepare the bed.
- What started the carnage.
She raised the gun he always wore them. In the middle of the room she noticed an Indian who was holding the hand Elvira Premrl fear. His face was punctured, distortion of smallpox...
Andjelija allocate the plates for dîner pack of children. The scream came from the left room, where a few moments Elvira just came to prepare the bed.
- What started the carnage.
She raised the gun he always wore them. In the middle of the room she noticed an Indian who was holding the hand Elvira Premrl fear. His face was punctured, distortion of smallpox...
It was like the wind beneath my wings
It was the light that shines bright through the dark
I was waiting for my knight
To come save me from this awful life
And now that he came
It all just faded away
After every lie he surrounded me with
Which made it difficulty for me to trust
He treated me like I have no feelings
It made this little scare grow bigger in my chest
So now in hurting, but he doesn't even know
I'm hopeless, useless and pointless
These are the things I turned into
After he left me hanging with this hole in my heart
So here I am now
Standing with a broken heart
Trying to live my life again
But no matter how many times I've tried
It just make me hate l’amour even more
The carousel of lies, In which we all ride.
Prohibiting us from l’amour so abide.
toi cannot see clearly, take a closer look.
At the words in my sad, endless book.
One lie after another, It comes so easy.
Unfortunately the outcome may not be so pleasing.
The truth hurts, heals and stores.
The lies which we have made before.
Lies of love, lies of hate.
Maybe soon we will be set straight.
Candy coating lies to joint, joint d’étanchéité the truth.
ou painful lies to stain our suits
The mask we are behind is ought to break,
As well the carousel of lies we rode yesterday.
Yeah so um if anyone wants to request a poem topic then go ahead. commentaire ? Thanks (:
-OfmiceandDes
Prohibiting us from l’amour so abide.
toi cannot see clearly, take a closer look.
At the words in my sad, endless book.
One lie after another, It comes so easy.
Unfortunately the outcome may not be so pleasing.
The truth hurts, heals and stores.
The lies which we have made before.
Lies of love, lies of hate.
Maybe soon we will be set straight.
Candy coating lies to joint, joint d’étanchéité the truth.
ou painful lies to stain our suits
The mask we are behind is ought to break,
As well the carousel of lies we rode yesterday.
Yeah so um if anyone wants to request a poem topic then go ahead. commentaire ? Thanks (:
-OfmiceandDes
" This poem is opposite to my mood as I am very happy in my life but I write this poem for the one who are not happy"
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
I feel the darkness in the place
the place which seems bright to them
These people are not mine
but other recognized me with their names
I am feeling miserable,horrible,terrible here
But they are feeling magical,beautiful,peaceful here
I don't resemble to them in any way
I don't belong to them in any way
Here I am living the life that I never wanted to live
here they are living a life , filling their desires things.
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
I feel the darkness in the place
the place which seems bright to them
These people are not mine
but other recognized me with their names
I am feeling miserable,horrible,terrible here
But they are feeling magical,beautiful,peaceful here
I don't resemble to them in any way
I don't belong to them in any way
Here I am living the life that I never wanted to live
here they are living a life , filling their desires things.
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
