You are my life, my love
Everything to me
Waiting to meet you
Dreaming day and day
...
A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
...
Everyday children around the world are starving,
Children has to go without food,
When their parents don't have the money to feed them,
All over the world, there are times,
...
why are we fighting a war
all wars bring is death and sufforing
why can't we just get along with each other
bring home our troops
...
Around the world there are beautiful colors that no one can imagine
Different colors can bring light into your life
Red lights can bring the fire from your eyes
With the different colors can bring many things like joy, happeness, and even love
...
People think love is like a boat in the tunnel of love.
Some people just thinks love is a joke.
I'm afraid that I'll take the wrong path to finding the speacial someone.
What can you do about love?
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When its time to kill
All of a sudden you've won
But you haven't killed your target
Why's that?
...
Come on people,
Its time to open up your eyes now,
Look around you sunshine,
This world is wiked,
...
You may never know when
You never know how but
All around you there is
Life, life to be discovered
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fallin in love is bad luck
why in people mindz
fall in love or so they
think they are in love
...
You said, I said
Everything's gonna be alright
There is nothing that can tear us apart
...
Very handsom creature
Don't care if he's dead
Even if he's a vampire
He is such a special vampire
...
I'm happily married and have 3 children. My life has been a rollercoaster. I have placed 2 children up for adoption when I was younger. I have been writing poems since I was 16 years old. A lot of my poems are free style which I prefer to keep writing that way. I plan on coming back on here and writing more poems for you all to read. Please leave comments if you like my poems… thank you and may Allah bless you with all the happiness.)
The Hunger Games
Fighting death
Brings you closer
To the light
Close to death
You kill to survive death
Having no guilt
You keep killing
Unto you feel mantic
Finding your true passion
Killing for fun
Stumble on a pool of blood
You are frantic
Of who's blood it might
Be since you have not
Killed this victim
Only yet to survive
You must kill to the death
Don't look back or your dead
Whether you believe it or not, I am the real Rob. I just want you to know that your Edward Cullen poem is so touching. Much love.