stephanie varnadore Poems

Happiness is all that I know,
But people day I am emo.
Hurt and pain come naturally to me,
My parents died when I was three.
...

Decision making is a wonderful thing,
God gave us it as a gift.
For He has the ultimate bling,
With glorious light that shifts.
...

Why oh why does pain hurt so much,
The feeling does more as a certain crutch.
Medication can only subside the pain,
The way I feel right now will make me insane.
...

My dream was too spectacular,
It was of the pumpkin patch.
Costumers came car after car,
They bought pumpkins from the thatch.
...

Consumption and Corruption,
Go together as easy as pie,
When corporations become big
And cannot stop spreading lies.
...

Colorless went to red,
Our talk became more.
I cherished everything that was said,
Everything went straight to my core.
...

We all can paint on a canvas,
Whether it be great or small.
What we do is a masterpiece,
To our Father who loves it all.
...

The point upon which I break
Is when another is following my wake.
This other only leaves after time,
But before then, leaving is a crime.
...

Everything is covered in white,
I looked around to make clear of my sight.
There was no color that stuck out,
Nothing caught me as I looked about.
...

The waves brake against the sand
As we walk hand in hand.
The great gas ball going down,
Your smile turns into a frown.
...