Biography of Life Poem
Just another student.
(I Dance, I Cry, and I Love Wacky But Emotionally Chilly Poems and Books)
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Life Poem Poems
Getting Back Up
Life is a bright, long star boulevard, Where you get good, when you work hard. But Life is not a fantasy,
A Man And Woman
The Difference between a Man and a Woman; When Man needs your silver hugs and caressing kisses, Woman needs your mind as well.
Ode To Cheese
☺ . Ode To Cheese, Which Makes Us Smile, When Camera's go Clack.
When all the things I touch should die, I always look upon the sky. For it holds clouds of wonder, of bliss,
When I Let You In
When I Let You In, I Loved You, More Than The The Sun Loves The Moon.
Hungry for something you can't have ignoring the tell-tale cries of the wind.
You are what I love And crave for so badly that nothing's ever enough. Somehow creeping to my head, that it's for the best of me.
Teacher teacher, fairest of all, Tell us what leaves will dropp in the fall? Orange, yellow, red you say,
In My Pocket
In my pocket I had placed your heart making sure it didn't fall. Oh! A fish jumped out of the earth for me,
Suicidal Like You, Dad.
(THIS DID NOT HAPPEN TO ME.BUT TO SOMEONE I KNOW) I throw the glass against the wall; it shatters,
Laugh A Little Laugh For Long, Giggle, Chuckle, Chortle, Snort. Laugh when the tears start rolling
The throbbing of my veins will never stop, I walk with pride, while others flop. My neck arched tall, my skin goes pale, Aglow with youth while others stale.
High on the mountain, An illuminated face, Is Brightest of them all. Holding the secrets of dark,
Past The Wall
Past the wall that shields my heart, so very large and strong. Lies the remains of truly me, which is crumbling to nothing.
Struggle In The Fog
Your calloused, gentle hand slips away from my little one,
Just as the murkiness blinds me.
It creeps onto me and chokes me off,
I can't find you in the battle.
Wrapping around my sunny soul,
The steam is hungry.
And sour like spilled milk,
In the darkest hour.