Rose Bean

Rose Bean Poems

Strength..
what would we be without it?
Would it be worth seein' the day?
Every night, in every way?
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Last…
Everything feels like it should finish last…
That it should just for fit.
How can you end what’s in the past?
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*sighzz...
What of the world today?
What about the world tomorrow?
What about the world when it’s all filled with sorrow?
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Man oh man,
what do you do, what do you do..
when your still here..
thinkin of this world today?
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Why do we create such negative atmosphere’s?
So much of it.. that we find the littlest things to fear.
Why do we try to hold so close to us what seems so dear?
Even if it’s wrong, we can't seem to let go..
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Iv'e caved..
I have given up, you have weakened me.
I don't want to get up and have you see, me-
not like this.
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Rose Bean Biography

My Name is Rose Mary. I am a Cross Country runner, its my life for now. i love to play/watch basketball. I am a pretty athletic person. So if you knew me i guess you could never see me as a writer. but its what i do, its how i straightin out my life. I've been writing since i was in 7th grade one day i just picked up a pen and went with how i felt. I've kept jurnals since.. there was a time where i stoped and didnt have the motvation to pick up a pen and do my thing, but once i found out what ive been missing, i havent stoped since. i feed off cridicizum(how ever you spell it) so leave me comments. i will definayly comment back. beacuse i like to check out what else is out there and how different other poets writing are than mine. Let me know what you think.)

The Best Poem Of Rose Bean

Strength

Strength..
what would we be without it?
Would it be worth seein' the day?
Every night, in every way?
Would it still be the same,
If we knew how to carry our life that way?


Strength,
is there real meaning to the word?
A real pain that i feel..
a feeling of fullness between every meal.
Tell me..
How do we really find time to heal?
Could it be this physical pain,
that for me, seems to be nothing?
A fallen pebble-that is worth reaching,
all because i can?
But what if this pebble turned into this bolder?
One i could bearly huddle over...
How on earth will i pick up this bolder?


All my life its been pebbles and rocks.
Yes! I've had sand and dirt blind me.
Its pained my eyes..
But i was only a brush away,
to geting back, where i needed to be.
Here trying to comfert thee.
And then,
there's the bolder.
The one I CAN'T EVEN PICK UP..
to put over my sholder..
Tell me lord, is it worth the time to get over! ?
For I am weak
and have already reached my peak
..of strength.
I don't know if i can go the length, lord.


For maybe if i had a hammer
to crush this bolder!
In which i can't even pull over my sholder...
If only i had a hammer..


RoseMaryB.

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