I wish I could dance or sing
But those talents were never given to me
To express myself in a song
Is something I will never know
...
My life has become a doorstep
For everyone else’s hopes and dreams
Steadfast, forever holding
To be walked over
...
Jealousy
Is eating a hole inside of me
It’s a feeling I don’t need
An emotion I will not feed
...
I think I need a coffee break
just to get away from this day
I woke up to early
fell asleep far to late
...
If the sun refused to shine
we could live forever in tonight
no longer constrained by time
Imagine the things we'd see
...
Forgive my inexperience
And lack of eloquence
I’ve never done this before…
Could we slow this down
...
When I was young
The world was simple
Problems had solutions
I could hear God’s voice
...
You want me to write about you
A poem about all the things that make you beautiful
Darling that’s harder than it sounds
Like appreciating the colors of a painting
...
This day, has left me restless
Laying beneath the endless sky
Left me feeling empty inside
It’s not the first time
...
Father who am I
Or who are you for that matter
I’ve yet to see your face
Or hear a sound you’ve directed my way
...
It sometimes pains me
That no one before me
Saw you for what you are
Surly I am the benefactor of that
...
When we fight
I just can't feel alright
It keeps me up all night
No sleep before morning’s light
...
you are the sculptor
and I am the clay
you formed me
into the likeness you desired
...
Fate, is too erratic for my tastes
to say that life, stands by
for some plan long ago conceived
it seems far to easy
...
From long ago
Memories now calling forth
Bring lessons lost in time
Reminding of past dreams
...
My mind; is not confined
To space and time
It sometimes flies away
Far from this time and place
...
The truth is; that
i don't know if I could stand
to live a day without you
and I don't know what I would do
...
I find Nature dull, and emotionless
while some write poems about the colors of a flower
I find such work mundane
although a rose may be bright
...
I'm a recreational writer working my way through school. Poetry helps me to pass the time and it gives me a way to express myself. I welcome all compliments and constructive criticism. Any feedback helps me to become a better writer.)
And Here I Remain
I wish I could dance or sing
But those talents were never given to me
To express myself in a song
Is something I will never know
As well it is with rhythm and coordination
Those things I’ve also never had
Confidence, so far from my reach
Holds me down
Determined to keep me from reaching greatness
I lack charisma, and charm
I am forgettable in all ways
But in these words
No one can see my face
Ink and paper have not yet captured the sound of my voice
In those things I may continue to live
My face lost to endless time
My voice failing on deaf ears
But my soul will remain
My mind forever sealed in the pages of a book