I cry for your stupidity
Weep with innocent eyes
Drowned in Life's tempest
Miles Underground
...
Deep in the Jungle
Beyond the Trees
There is a monkey
With hairy knees
...
In a mountain of gold
There was a palace of stone
Which housed a mighty king
Who could answer any question
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There's a great disease spreading
It's coming to us
That's where it's heading
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Read this poem from here downwards
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I might cry from it
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As I appreciate a summer's breeze,
I notice the gentle humming of Bees
Merrily sapping nectar from blossom
Peacefully sheltered in Nature's bosom.
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Beware the dark lies
Contained within the
Shattered words which
Lying Lips
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Life is in Perpetual Motion
Of Sensation and Emotion
Thoughts and Feelings
Soul Crystals
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Stunned, Melting away
My jaw locks - Eye's fixed
A Harsh Voice echoes in my thoughts
Brutally offensive
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For years you struggle
You're in a tight spot
Thirty kids to a class
For better or worse
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Some may ask;
Does a Diamond bring peace?
In response,
I open my heart
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Hey everyone, I love writing poems and I like to share them with others and I hope that they all have some meaning to you and help you out in some way :) Some of them are odd; I wrote them at weird times in my life. But I leave them hear because maybe someone will see something in them that I can't. Take care :))
Burning Silence
I cry for your stupidity
Weep with innocent eyes
Drowned in Life's tempest
Miles Underground
Hours become Days
Days become years
All hope succumbed
to childish fear
Gazing longingly
I see the Prize
Nought between us
But silence enjoys
Tormented by fright
you run from the light
Still in my sight
An ugly fight
Set free your soul
Take the chance
run for your life
Outwit the beast
Lonely and weak
Seeking Shelter
Under our wing
Stay and give in
The event dawns
relying on brothers
lost and now found
Burning anticipations
Ying and Yang
Forgive or Forget
Frozen in joy
Justice Rejoice
I'm a person who doesnt like reading other peoples poems.Half the time its because I dont really understand them, but urs..I like. They make me think and they get me to understand more.Do u write to reflect ur life, or do u write to reflect a fairytale or fantasy? I write for reflection on my life. Your poems mean lots. Ok, so it takes me awhile to understand them, but eh, Im 14 and its not always easy to understand something. Ur a good writer, keep writing, i guess