Irin#9 I wish I wish I was the ocean, I would pound across the sand, I wish I was a mountain, I would look across the land. I wish I was the wind, I would blow and stir a sight. I wish I was the moon, looking down throughout the night. I wish I was an eagle, I would fly within the sky, I wish I was a cloud, gently floating by. I wish I was a river, I would never stop the flow, I wish I was a lion putting on a show. But never did i think, with all I wish to be, the only thing I'll ever be is simply, plain old me. And never did I know, as I see every face, that everything is how it is because it has it's place.
I walked by And saw a wise old man He whistled and waved For all the land I looked at him But quickly I looked away For I had just seen what makes me afraid He whistled a tune For me and me only Made me feel bitter, so boldly I dashed away from the man And ran and ran Up the stairs I hid away in my room Running from the past The truth Of love and hurt he reminded me about The tune of life That makes me yelp I don't know where to hide anymore The man is coming to remind again When will this stop repeating But then again It just began I just made it up typing, it's not good I'll prob edit it since it's like 3;41am and tired as ever
Thankyou killzone. I really like that one. It's the kind of poem that makes you take a step back and think. Btw, merry Christmas eve!
For no reason why I put this here Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Let your heart be light From now on, our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Make the Yule-tide gay, From now on, our troubles will be miles away. Here we are as in olden days, Happy golden days of yore. Faithful friends who are dear to us Gather near to us once more. Through the years We all will be together, If the Fates allow Hang a shining star upon the highest bough. And have yourself A merry little Christmas now.
I forgot what number I'm on Voices getting slurred around me vision being doulbled and dim. What am I saying? What am I doing? No control, no awareness. Why is everything moving so slow? How did I get in this car? Am I driving? I see bright bloches in front of me, what's happeni………… Where am I? To much brightness! I can't feel my legs, I have no legs. What happened? Who is that next to me? What am I laying in? It's warm and sticky, and a deep deep red. The guys being covered, what's going on?? I wake up in a hospital, what happened? Where are my legs? Why are people crying? Why do I feel so bad? This never happened to me, but please don't drink and drive. It's a reckless and extremely dangerous. Please DONT DRINK AND DRIVE
@Colonial the last poem you wrote was very good. I hope anyone who thinks to drink and drive will read it.