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Seasonal scenery silently seen Sounds stifled, society seems serene She savors sweets - smells sunflowers Soft skin stimulated, sensational shower Symbols she signals, seeking support Society sees such sentences so short
To forgive a cruel act is kindness - Or is the gesture really selfish? To let go of hurtful feelings for one's own serenity, and not for others' sakes. Yet if vocalized, that peace is spread, selflessly sharing joy.
You cannot assist my dear fiancé He'd rather look around the store all day Directions, who needs those? He doesn't, I suppose So you best keep your helpful hints away!
Why do you keep doing things I have not approved? Bringing other animals here simply will not be excused. I am not a bird simply here for your amusement, Listen to me human while I clear up the confusion. If you bring home a bird - that means it is my snack Don't lock it away from me or I assure you I'll attack. I'll make a mess of everything to break open that cage, And you will have no right to throw a fit of human rage. Rodents, birds, and rabbits are only to be treats, Other felines or dogs
I'll paint you a scene - like street artists do While music plays on, romantic in tune Where expensive cuisine - like escargot Can be paired with beverages like Bordeaux Historic buildings are tourist hot spots Cameras trying to get the perfect shot On the Eiffel Tower, way up above Lonely, romantic singles vie for love In beautiful places filled with allure, Hopes are high in this city of amour Night beckons you to take an evening stroll Beautiful street lights enlighten your soul I caution you
Proud, arrogant, and conceited- Her first impressions of Mr.Darcy, She believed despite just having met. She had judged a book by its cover. He thought nothing of her, Miss Lizzy, A plain young lady he thought a bore, Unintelligent, uneducated she had to be, He had judged a book by its cover. Instantly hating him for his own words, For dividing her sister from her true love Her first impression proved stronger now She had judged a book by its cover. A longer look proved she had beauty, Listening
Nature's subjects bow down gratefully Appreciating her regal Presence, her graceful M o v e m e n t s Accompanied by MAJESTIC Roar, she isn't to be trifled with Her never ending beauty is grand Though her wrath can be unforgiving.
Dear mother - this loving ode is for you To relate to your ears how my heart feels An attempt to convey the gratitude Regular conversation might conceal I'm convinced without possible question No daughter could be as lucky as I Your loyalty shone through your depression You've always been there, my faithful ally My sister and I, how lucky we are To be so well loved without condition And many thanks can only go so far For all the time you spent in the kitchen So mother this is your dedication: My
I love how easy it becomes to smile Just hearing your voice across the miles The voice I used to ignore as a teen Now puts me at ease - makes me feel serene I love how your smile sends my heart soaring Leaping out of me without much warning Even throughout those rebellious years Your beautiful grin has eased many tears I love how your eyes light up like diamonds When your lips are curved - you look your finest Nothing in the world could ever compare To the way you smile, so precious and rare. I
Relationships are like a rose Fragile, beautiful - with some thorns If neglected, will decompose Relationships are like a rose The more you care, the more it shows And weathers better through the storms Relationships are like a rose Fragile, beautiful - with some thorns
Hello there human, my name is buddy I couldn't help but notice you staring See, my owner seems to think it's funny To dress me in the outfits I'm wearing Playing dress up is wrong in many ways But it's something I've learned to tolerate Since one of the perks is loveable praise And I get treats when I co-operate I really don't mind all the attention Though loving me for me would be preferred I adore getting all this affection But some of these costumes are just absurd She dresses me in all this
You said that you were sorry, You said it wouldn't happen again, That the alcohol was behind it, That you would make amends You said that you were sorry, Indeed it happened once more, You made us empty promises The same ones from before You said that you were sorry, You requested another chance For a short time things improved, Followed by the same old song and dance You said that you were sorry, But by then it was too late I was much too scared to leave, My fear had sealed my fate You said that
Zipping merrily through sweet paradise Yellowish skies with ribbons of blue Xeranthemum fields play compliment to Waterfalls of rich chocolate fondue Vines of licorice spiral and climb Upwards around cotton candy covered Trees nesting lively marsmallow peeps Singing tunes of visible colors Rainbows that glimmer emerging from Quartz rock candy scattered around Perfectly iced giant cupcake bushes Oh, what a delicious scene I've found! Night falls upon this magical garden Moonlight litters the air
Loyally Tender Occasionally Observant Virtuous in hearty endeavors Endlessly being silently patient Ongoing respect truly essential Fervently essaying firey love Matrimonial these thoughts You ought to concieve of Lovingly, personify us
I've recently started getting back into writing poetry, and so I decided to create a blog for it on here These are all taken from my poetry page on Allpoetry.com. I hope you enjoy my poetry, and if you'd like to comment, please feel free I enjoy hearing others opinions and responses.
The question is "How are you doing?" Immediate answer is "Good, you?" I smile even though inside I'm hurting, Because society fears the truth: I'm not okay. If one were to open up and say "I'm really not doing very well" People would withdraw and back away, So we hide behind fake happy shells. We're not okay. Our first world complaints are frivolous To third world countries in poverty. Our daily luxuries are limitless, While their dishes are hand-
