I can't control my heart
My heart wanting to be with her
My mind wanting to part
But my heart is stronger
...
Purple pandas pick pink pomegrantes
Purple flowing majesticly
Purple stringing along spirits
Purple, my passion
...
A phoniexis fire
The situation dire
Gone in a flame
with no one to blame
...
Where has time gone
The moment is apon
For us to choose
Weather to win or lose
...
High above the ground
my soul was found
Down in the ocean water
I found a mind that shall not falter
...
Love can not be told
for it is to much to behold
At the end of time
there shall be a chime
...
Many years before
holds legends galore
Ones of knights
and of fights
...
I am a very young poet only at the age of 13 I admit I am still unable to percieve all that life has to offer but in return for what it has given to me I feel I must write of what I know as to return a sense of joy to all things that have been good to me. I mostly right about nature and emotions I try to stay positive and happy in my poems because happiness seems to dwindle the older you get because you see more hate and more violence so if I can be a ray of happiness to even one person all my efforts and my time have been worth it and I would do it millions of times again. Finaly before I shut up I usualy write haikus and simple rhymes not much but I barely started.)
My Beautiful Goddess
I can't control my heart
My heart wanting to be with her
My mind wanting to part
But my heart is stronger
Living day by day
Thinking only of her face
Her smile will stay
Her skin soft as lace
Her body
Lieing in the moonlight
As it shines with beauty
I look at her with fright
How can I
Be with her
I am not worth even dye
But she Is so much further
She is a godess
In human form
And I am much less
I am a dropp of rain in a storm
Why would she pick me
There are many of my kind
I am of week body
And feeble mind
So why me
Is it my
Personality
Is it because I say hi
O why
Whould she not
Just pass me by
I am no more then a dot
She is a goddess
But a man am I
I am not the greates
I cannot fly
Like she does
High in the sky
Following the doves
But Stuck on ground am I
Yet she comes back
Follow her does I
But still I lack
The wings to fly
But I wil go
And folow her
To the end of the world
Or even farther