Love Without Pain Is
Like Life Without Rain
Impossible and needed
I want to walk away
but you keep pulling me back
in your arms
i can never be free
but you cant' live w/o rain
and i need you to live
lessen my sorrows
before the tears come down
I can't leave you
but i want to run
no escape to come
and freedome in sight
but the rain will come
and i will love agian
new hands to hold
safety in the known
A Poet Never Sleeps
One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.
19 May 2011
18 May 2011
I Find My Peace
Standing in the street,
Rain pouring down,
Birds chirp in the distance,
As water floods the street.
In a hoody, soft and thick,
Jeans cuffed at the bottom,
Deep blue slippers, lined with fur,
Thunder booms in the distance.
Inside mom yells at my brother,
Dad sitting in front of the TV,
Cats whining to be played with,
Mayhem all about.
So here I stand,
With my pink umbrella,
In my moment of serneity,
I find my peace.
Rain pouring down,
Birds chirp in the distance,
As water floods the street.
In a hoody, soft and thick,
Jeans cuffed at the bottom,
Deep blue slippers, lined with fur,
Thunder booms in the distance.
Inside mom yells at my brother,
Dad sitting in front of the TV,
Cats whining to be played with,
Mayhem all about.
So here I stand,
With my pink umbrella,
In my moment of serneity,
I find my peace.
17 May 2011
I'd love to be Perfect
if The power of love
is always louder
then the pressure
to be prefect
then why do we compare ourselves
to others just the same
judjuing the unjudgable
why can't we just get allong
look in the mirror and think
what are our flaws
do they really exsite
who are we trying to impress
if the person loves us
then why do we have to change
if they don't
then why are we trying to get aproval
are they worth it
if they can't see the real you
if they don't accept us
then we should just go
I'd love to be perfect
but it doesn't exist
you can have it all
without love in your heart
is always louder
then the pressure
to be prefect
then why do we compare ourselves
to others just the same
judjuing the unjudgable
why can't we just get allong
look in the mirror and think
what are our flaws
do they really exsite
who are we trying to impress
if the person loves us
then why do we have to change
if they don't
then why are we trying to get aproval
are they worth it
if they can't see the real you
if they don't accept us
then we should just go
I'd love to be perfect
but it doesn't exist
you can have it all
without love in your heart
Stud. Co.
student counsil, politics,
are nothing but for fame,
who is best among peers
and payment to support their lies
it is not, of who is best
but who is with the most
they run for collage cred.
and power over all
not for those they represent
not caring for the little peps
subejects, only minions
not pride in thier people
out to impress friends
built upon silbing honour
with nothing of their own
powerless in reality
but why to these fakes win
over the rights of truth
the real winners
never to claim the throne
are nothing but for fame,
who is best among peers
and payment to support their lies
it is not, of who is best
but who is with the most
they run for collage cred.
and power over all
not for those they represent
not caring for the little peps
subejects, only minions
not pride in thier people
out to impress friends
built upon silbing honour
with nothing of their own
powerless in reality
but why to these fakes win
over the rights of truth
the real winners
never to claim the throne
14 May 2011
Kissed in the Rain
Every girl wants to be kissed in the rain,
To be told we’re beautiful,
We all want to find the one,
And live happily ever after.
But what do you do?
When it doesn’t rain,
Or we’re having a bad hair day,
When he’s not the one.
We go to friends for support,
Who will always be there for us,
And we dance the night away,
Singing to our hearts content.
Waiting for the one to come,
And kiss us in the rain,
Making our dreams come true,
To life happily ever after .
To be told we’re beautiful,
We all want to find the one,
And live happily ever after.
But what do you do?
When it doesn’t rain,
Or we’re having a bad hair day,
When he’s not the one.
We go to friends for support,
Who will always be there for us,
And we dance the night away,
Singing to our hearts content.
Waiting for the one to come,
And kiss us in the rain,
Making our dreams come true,
To life happily ever after .
Back-Seat Friend
Do you know what’s funny,
You’ve been around each time I’ve cried,
I cried when I needed to say goodbye,
And then when I had to leave,
I cried when you shoved me to the back .
Twice this week,
I’ve cried for you,
And now I am again,
Why can’t I just forget,
That you were ever in my life.
Wouldn’t that be easy ?
Do you get that its you,
That I'm crying about,
I'm not so sure,
Because you said that you love me,
No matter what everyone else says,
But then you ignore me ,
When someone better is around,
Social suicide.
Is what you called being with me.
You’ve been around each time I’ve cried,
I cried when I needed to say goodbye,
And then when I had to leave,
I cried when you shoved me to the back .
Twice this week,
I’ve cried for you,
And now I am again,
Why can’t I just forget,
That you were ever in my life.
Wouldn’t that be easy ?
Do you get that its you,
That I'm crying about,
I'm not so sure,
Because you said that you love me,
No matter what everyone else says,
But then you ignore me ,
When someone better is around,
Social suicide.
Is what you called being with me.
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