Thursday, November 19, 2009

Poem Quest

Why do people lie?
Why live life based upon lies,
if life itself is already short?

What is it about a crush,
that makes you smile?
Why do you get butterflies everytime you see him?
Why do we get so nervous around them?
What is it that attractes you to that person?
Why is love such a big deal? Is is even real?
What gives you passion?

Why do people cheat?
Can a person really be loyal to the one they love?
Why say 'i love you', if you don't truely mean it?
What do pinky promises really promise?
Why are people naive?
What truely breaks a heart?
Why are men so imature compared to women?
Why are we so afraid to show our true colors?
Where do tears come from?

Why do oranges taste so sweet,
Yet so sour?
Why are watermelons so sweet?
Why does mountain dew look yellow?
What makes sugar so sweet?
Why are popsicles cold?
What makes candy so irrisistable?

What drives a person to kill?
Hw does a person so insane?
What makes people so boring?

What makes glue stick?
Is it hard to make paper?
Who invented slinkies?

Why are newer generations growning up so fast?
Why are british accents so hot?
Why do we spend most of our lives in school,
When we don't need to know everything?

Monday, November 9, 2009

Women Marry Young

Some women marry young,

And end up like bums

Their life isd full with grey sorrow,

They have to ask to burrow

Until they get paid tomorrow

Filled with pain and fear

Can their husband help with her tears

Now her mom doesn't want to deal

I guess i understand how she feels

Friday, October 23, 2009

Poem

Let us leave this ailing night
You and i
To break free from
What is left in
This little drama town

They can't see past
The rumors once spread
Living to spread lies
Thier pleasure, our pain

Let us venture out to
Escape these dark tormented souls
The place that will eventually burn down
To the living souls to
Just forget the past, move on
And live on

All our lives we'e been looking
To live for so much more
But we lost ourselves
Deep with these backstabbing people
Our hometown is no longer our

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Poem

I have fallen free from all the demons inside
They have haunted me for years, now they're gone
Since childhood, they have slayed my good side
I have spread my wings, soaring through the clouds
Up high in the clear sky, i breathe beautiful air
Watching the world velow, the people are suffering
I have witnessed others trapped as i was
Trembling, they are still held incontempt
Begging, i try to save the harmed
I have tried to make my reasoning clear to them
Finally the people are set free to live, they are up high
Flying through the clear sky with me, they are thankful

Monday, September 21, 2009