I had moved around a lot when I was young. I have been overseas at least 4 times. I enjoy hanging out with friends. Play sports when I can. Enjoy watching all kinds of stuff. more »
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philip teed Poems
The sounds of nature tells us many things. The sounds of nature are our teachers. The sounds of nature are so soothing Yet they can be terrifying.
People we see, People we know, People we dream of And people we want.
Death is nice, Death is sweet, It is the only thing I have not done. Drugs makes you high,
How I miss to see your eyes They would always tell me it was alright How I miss your touch It would always tell me you were there
Must Not Forget
The time comes when you must move Whether it be moving on or to a different place. You must not forget what you learned there Or who you have met.
For Those That Serve
As we sit and see the colors, Do we ever wonder why it shines? Have we ever stop to wonder, Just why we get the colors?
Learning as You Go
From the beginning i did not know Since the beginning I have learned. There are many things we have done in this life Some we wish we never did.
Though We Are Apart
Though we are apart, I can see your smile. Though we are apart, I can see your eyes. Though we are apart, I can hear you laugh. Though we are apart, I can feel your touch.
Through life we learn Through life we live Through all that we've been through Who will really know?
Through my pain And through my sorrow My feeling must not show true. Though it may tear me apart.
These dreams that people have could tell you who they are The dreams that people have could tell you thier past But what if thier dreams spoke of the Future? Would that make them a Prophet?
Love for Her
I did not know of emotions, Until I met her. I did not know of love, Until I met her.
To have these feelings that I feel is to fall into a world of depression To see and feel what i do is to feel different about everything These are emotions that no one needs to go through
This life we lead is just a disguise of who we really are We are not of here Nor does everyone belong We shall have to wait and see after we die
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The sounds of nature tells us many things.
The sounds of nature are our teachers.
The sounds of nature are so soothing
Yet they can be terrifying.
How can we say what nature is?
What do we really know about nature?
So many questions we have asked.
So many have gone unanswered.
So what does the sound of nature means?
We shall never know.