Very Good Poems & Verses New

8/6/2019 Very Good Poems & Verses New

1/39

Teacher: Dere r 5 birds sitting on a tree. U shot 1 wid urrifle. Hw many left?Student: 0, coz d rest wud fly away.

Teacher: Well d answer z 4, bt I lyk d way u think.

Student: Ive a ques fr u. If 3 women r eating ice-cream. 1z biting, d 2nd z licking & d 3rd z sucking d cone denwhch 1 of 'em z married?

Teacher (nervously): D 1 sucking d cone.Student: Nt exactly. D 1 wearing a wedding ring, bt I lyk dway u think. ;) ;) :P :P

"I did" isn't an illusion, but only a truth I lived. "I do" isn't achoice, but only a need I bear. "I will" isn't a promise, butonly a belief I harbor. Yet, I surely did, as surely I do . . . Ilove you.

I had a rose,

To which I held for years,And I finally decided to pass it on.But when I did it withered and grayed,

The petals slowly fell,And it was passed back to me.

Then things went back to the way they were.So here I stand holding a rose,

That I don't want anymore.

Some days you seem so close,like you stand right before me.But then the next day you seem so far,

like each other we can't see.

Each day is like a roller coaster,with my stomach turning upside down.

You stand there looking,but yet you don't utter a sound.

I feel so confused;my heart is being torn at its seams.And every night that I sleep,you seem to linger in my dreams.

Every time I look at you,I forget all my thoughts.And right then and there,it's you that my heart has sought.

Every time I hope,


2/39

it turns into something bad.So for right now I'll stop thinking,and maybe things won't end up sad.

My knees start to shake,When youre in sight.

My mind is filled with wonder,My heart with fright.

When will this feeling stop?When did it start?How can I listen to my mind,Without breaking my heart?

Im so confused.What should I do?I cant think of anything except you.

Should I ignore you,Or just give it time?I cant think straight,My heart controls my mind.

Searching for my proper placeLooking for the perfect taste

Trying to see what Im supposed to seeAnd trying to be what I need to beNeeding love to receiveAnd trying to believe

Theres a life

Through all this strifeLooking for a ray of sunshine To maybe be happy sometimeWho I was thenIs who I cant be now.


3/39

See the swallows quit the eavesAnd fall the yellow walnut leaves,The vines with autumn frost are numb,Why don't you come, why don't you come?

Oh, come into my arms' embraceThat I may gaze upon your face,And lay my head in grateful restAgainst your breast, against your breast!

Do you remember when we strayedThe meadows and the secret glade,I kissed you midst flowering thymeHow many a time, how many a time?

Some women on the earth there areWhose eyes shine as the evening star,But be their charm no matter what,Like you they're not, like you they're not!

For you shine in my soul alwaysMore softly than the starlight blaze,


4/39

More splendid than the risen sun,Beloved one, beloved one!

But it is late in autumn now,The leaves have fallen from the bough,The fields are bare, the birds are dumb...

Why don't you come, why don't you come? Nothin' but an empty pageBreathin' in an open spaceCaptured by your moments grace againThere's so much I left behindEven more that waits in timeEverything's so undefinedI'm standin' on the edge of my fear And I see it clear

Here's my resolutionI'm letting goAll I need to learn isAlong this roadAnd I just wanted to be the best manI can beBreathe.............It's my resolution

Livin' life without a planFindin' soulace where I standLearnin' how to love againAnd all I want is somethin' realThat I can feel

Here's my resolution

I'm letting goAll I need to learn isAlong this roadAnd I just want to be the best manI can be

Cause here's my resolutionI'm letting goAll I need to learn isAlong this roadAnd I just want to be the best manI can beBreathe............

It's my resolutionMy resolution

Lonely and hurt,Broken I remainResiding in hell,living in pain...

Masked by lies,


5/39

I slowly fade away...The nightmare I live with,each and every day

The meaning of it all,to which my mind attends,

Has not one answer that I fully comprehend...

The bottom of my mindholds the answers which I call,I keep reaching towards itin this never-ending fall...

"Stay strong and keep going,it's never too late"...

No one seems to realizethat it's not worth the wait

There's no such thingas help outside of your mind,It's you against yourself,with your demons intertwined

It's a battle, hard fought, but never to be won...Either way you end up losingwhen it's all said and done

"Too late" came and passed...and, of me, nothing moreI wrote my own ending,and I shut my own door...

"Live your life to its fullest"that's what they all said,But what's the point in tryingwhen you're already dead?

I wrote a poem to the moonBut no one noticed it;Although I hoped that late or soonSomeone would praise a bitIts purity and grace forlone,Its beauty tulip-cool...But as my poem died still-born,

I felt a fool.

I wrote a verse of vulgar trendSpiced with an oath or two;I tacked a snapper at the endAnd called it Dan McGrew.I spouted it to bar-room boys,Full fifty years away;Yet still with rude and ribald noiseIt lives today.


6/39

'Tis bitter truth, but there you are-That's how a name is made;Write of a rose, a lark, a star,You'll never make the grade.But write of gutter and of grime,

Of pimp and prostitute,The multitude will read your rhyme,And pay to boot.

So what's the use to burn and bleedAnd strive for beauty's sake?No one your poetry will read,Your heart will only break.But set your song in vulgar pitch,If rhyme you will not rue,And make your heroine a bitch...Like Lady Lou.

I've never seen youAnd I don't know if I ever willBut one thing is for sureI can't stop the way I feel

Please, don't feel guilty!Don't blame yourself for what you did to me!Girl, it was supposed to beI've been through this beforeSo, I can bear this pain, you see!

Girl, I know my story is deadAnd I've been a forgotten historyBut, I wish I could've known

The rhyme or reason of this mystery!

But, I don't know why sometimesThese feelings of mineTell me you'll be back Once again we'll rhymeAnd, Lord, the verse, the bridge, the chorusThey'll rhyme

I'm very emotional, you sayTo this, I agreeBut, I'm only a humanI'm tied up with your memories

And I wish I could set myself free!

My feelings are strongAnd I don't care if they are right or wrongI was writing then, I'm doing now, I'll do it againWhenever, I feel this wayYes! I'll write again to release my pain!

Because, I know I don't rhymeJust to kill the time


7/39


8/39

Why did you say you loved me?Then turn around and set me free?I love you and want you,But I know I can't make you love me.

Shadows dancing on the sand,a man and women walk hand in hand.They watch the moon dance in the sky,and then watch the stars twinkle in each other's eyes.

They hear the waves crash on the shore,Then just silence...and nothing more.

The horizon so beautiful,The breeze so shy.

As the new day ascends into the sky,The only people who matter are YOU and I.

I sit here and the thoughts run through my mindI sit here and cry as my pillow I hide behindI let go the one thing more precious than goldI let go the one thing that I had left on to hold

I was stupid, I didn't realize what I hadNow that I'm aware, I want you back so badSo now it's over and we can't go back Can't give it a chance to get back on track

We can't work it out, I can't make you see

That you mean everything, you mean the world to meNow you're gone, now I'm all aloneI'm in so much pain, I have to make it knownI was in love, girl, but I was too blind to seeThat I was in love with you and you were in love with me.

When I leave I will not be gone,For my love for you will be forever strong.My heart is here for you to keep.

If I come back and you are not mine,I'll keep in mind that I had a great time.

So one night if you get lonely,Just close your eyes and remember slowly.That my memory will never leave.

And when I do, PLEASE do not weep,because my heart is yours to keep.And remember as I will do,I can never stop loving you!


9/39

You said we would stay togetherWe'd always walk side by sideYet you have left me here aloneAll these tears for you I've cried

Open your eyes and look around

Right next to your lonely shadowI've been here since you leftHow could I have ever let you go?

Trying to keep up with youYou walked way too fast for meMy life on earth yet incompleteWith you gone my world is empty

Time stood still for me like my heartOur dreams couldn't turn to realityThough we can't touch anymoreYou know, you've got to live for me

When your heart stopped,so did IHow I miss the touch of your handsFeelings of being held in your armsLiving without you I can't stand

Feel me from these frames on wallSpeak to me every night and dayYour love for me would never fallAs within your arms forever I'll stay

Until the day you come for mePlease stay with me in my heart

Let me feel your love againKeep me from falling apart

Your heartbeats are breaths I takeYour tears just pass my lips byTouch your heart to feel my loveFlow with destiny, never ask why?

Do not stand at my grave and weep,I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,I am the diamond glint on the snow.I am the sun on the ripened grain,I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awake in the morning's hush,I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.I am the soft stars that shine at the night.


10/39

Do not stand at my grave and cry,I am not there; I did not die.

I am the dust in the sunlight, I am the ball of the sun.I am the mist of morning, the breath of evening.I am the spark in the stone, the gleam of gold in the metal.

The rose and the nightingale drunk with its fragrance.I am the chain of being, the circle of the spheres,The scale of creation, the rise and the fall.I am what is and is not.I am the soul in all.

I wanted to write a poem for youBut couldn't rhyme the words.I wanted to sing a song for youBut couldn't charm the birds.

I wanted to see you look at meBut couldn't see your face.I wanted to walk forever with youBut couldn't keep your pace.

I wanted to have you by my sideBut couldn't find you there.I wanted to hear your voiceThe pain was more than I could bear.

I wanted to hold you in my armsJust one more time tonight.I wanted to have you here with meTo know that it's all right.

I wanted to look at the starsBut couldn't see past the sun.I wanted to look into your eyesAnd tell you youre the one.

I know who i amI am my mother's daughter.I am my father's angelMy lover's pride.I a beautiful woman

I am the art that never loses value.

More valuable than the Monolisa smileI am telling you she aint got nothing on me

The firmness of my coffee colored skinThe brightness of my eyesThe body of my hairMy hourglass figureThe perfume on my neck Are exoticTotally intoxicating


11/39

For I a beautiful woman

I inspire lyrics to beautiful musicI inspire rhymes to Jazee's rapI inspire Shakespeare to compare me to a summer's dayWhat a beautiful poem it was

For i a beautiful womanThey all look at me and that sure like what they seeBut what matters to me is that i am a beautiful woman inside.

Someone in this world believes every word you saySo always, think twice before you turn awaySomeone in this world relies on you to be rightSo always, think twice before you slight

Someone in this world puts you on a pedestal highSo always, think twice before you make them crySomeone in this world will be there at the endSo always, think twice and cherish your friends

Maybe someone's out there who's thinking of meWishing that somehow he would soon see meMaybe out there, somebody's longing to be with mePraying that soon, he could then be with me.

Maybe somewhere in the world, someone is waitingWanting to be with me so bad that he's hurtingMaybe somewhere in the midst of busy life,Someone's wishing that I could be his wife.

Maybe sometime in my life someone would comeAnd tell me that in search for me, the world he roamed

Maybe sometime in my life he would comeAnd whisper to me gently that with me, he's finally home.

Maybe tonight someone's dreaming of meHoping that when he wakes up, it's me he would seeMaybe tonight, someone's deeply loving meWanting nothing else but just to be loved by me.

Maybe somewhere, someone loves me so muchHe'd share his life with me and my whole life he'd touchMaybe somewhere, someone longs to hear me callOr maybe, yes, I realized, maybe there is none at all.

All Over AgainGot so close to those wordsthe three simple wordsNever felt that way beforeThe way I felt about you.

I cried for monthsIsolation from everythingI did not want anything but you..I wished it were a bad dream


12/39

I moved on..but was dishonest to himhe was not you..He could not fill the void you left..

Months go by with avoidanceSuddenly you dive back into my lifeAnd it hits me like a ton of bricks..Those feelings come rushing back

I look at you and I cant help but smile..Youre so handsomeYou light up a roomAnd my heart.

To be honest I didnt want that..I didnt want to feel for you againI dont want to get hurt againThat pain from deep within

there is no guarantee in life..Promises can mean nothingwith the touch of another heartone second can ruin all

something is telling me not to let goof you.. In my heart..Everyone deserves a second chanceespecially you

if fate allowsMaybe we can try againthis magic between uswill come again

You drive me crazyand babyCrazy still isnt the wordto describe what I feel for you

I promise youI will never hurt you..that is the last thing I will ever do..You are the only one I want to love

All I ask is thisbe careful with my heartIt is fragile.. Dont drop it hold it close..it doesnt want anyone else

if you show me you care..and show me you want to be with me..then maybe just maybethose three simple words will come back


13/39

One fine day in the middle of the nightTwo dead boys got up to fightBack to back they faced each otherDrew their swords and shot each other

One was blind and the other couldn't seeSo they chose a dummy for a referee.A blind man went to see fair playA dumb man went to shout "hooray!"

A paralysed donkey passing byKicked the blind man in the eyeKnocked him through a nine inch wallInto a dry ditch and drowned them all

A deaf policeman heard the noiseAnd came to arrest the two dead boys

If you don't believe this storys true,Ask the blind man, he saw it too!

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never bloomsbut carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

never say 'i luv u' if u really don't carenever talk abt feeling if they ain't really there

never hold my hand if u gonna break my heartnever talk of togetherness if u plan to drift apart

never luk in my eyes if all u do is lienever say 'hi' if u really mean 'gudbye'

i have a tender heart and it gets hurt toonever flirt with me coz i'm not as strong as u

if u really mean forever then say u'll trynever say forever coz forever makes me cry...


14/39

Its Dark & I can't see the wayI am stuck here, just to sway.Will anyone come to my rescue?Or am I left on my own to do?

I see the silhouette

But to recognize, my eyes are wet.Catch my hand or are you a passerby?I am left alone to sieve my own pry.

I try to express, but thoughts don't helpEvery word is swallowed in one small gulp.I can see the lamp posts setting off,And the guard naps with occasional hiccoughs.

I am wandering searching solution for this mysteryAs though to mark my history on a tapestry.Questions are numerous, answers to noneYet creeping to the acme, until its done.

I am moving to the edges of the endless shoreThe sands where are wet, not any more.It slips off the hand as passing timeSo, before its too late, I shall findThe soul that is Mine, The soul that is mine!!

Frozen FrameI asked her,To give it to me-A final gift,That would live,As long as I live.

She turned to me,Her eyes wet,Droplets of pain,Swelling in-Yet failing,To befall.

Click!

The scene froze,Into a timeless memory.A frame,That withstands the touch-

Of time,Of life,Of love.

A portrait,Lit by the oil of my life,Nurtured by my breath,Thwarted by the mere memory,Of hers.


15/39

Yet, her photograph,Never does remain lifeless.But, a frozen frame,I remain-

Framed.

THE FAREWELLLife is predictably unpredictable.Am learning it the harsh way.Just that now my patience is giving way.But am trying.

A big decision I had to make,A lot was at stake.But I knew I had to do what would make me happy.I took it like a bitter pill, and now I console myself to be happy.

Never thought this would happen.I still think a miracle could awaken.Clinging onto that rope of hope,Am looking forward to something to which I could cope.

Have to start from scratch?From where am I going to get the renewed energy?Built up myself so much to reach here today,And now its all gone? Everything seems so forlorn.

Whatever happens happens for good?I too believe it should.But if it just couldLife breaks many dreams and expectations.

Hope I find the strength this time again,I dont wish to quit.But a teary eyed me,Does bid someone here maybe a final goodbye.

This is for you,you are so caring.With such a tender heart,how can you be so daring??????

You came into my life,you brought light.Each moment spent with you,

was so colourful and bright.Whenever I am in trouble,you are my lifeline.So,I always think you,to be my sunshine.

Yes,I am mad for you,and I am a freak.But dont even dare,


16/39

to think me weak.

People say I am emotionless,and tats so true.But believe me my heart cries,

just for you.

How lucky am I,to have a friend like you.How unlucky am I,not to be as good as you.

Today when I am upset,and my eyes have dew.I have nothing to say,

but just that i miss you.

Last GoodbyeI sit her waitingwaiting for you to seethat time is running outcome on and save me

It's not your fault I'm cryingso dont you think that at alldont feel guilty for something you didnt do

just hug me and dont let me fall

Your arms are so soft and cozyThe look in your eyes, I can't forgetI wish you didnt have to leavebut I know the date is set

I let the tears fall down my facebut you tell me not to cryand that everything will be fineI know its all a lie

I know you cant stand it eitherthat we'll be so far apartand sleep all alone each nightyet i know we'll still be together in the heart

You give me one last kiss and hugand wipe a single tearwish me luck and say goodbye

for its the last one I'll hear

A HAPPY DEATH

Death comes to all of usand it will come to meDon't grieve for mefor I will happy beMary will come to take me homeShe was my friend on earth


17/39

Her words will be my dear it's timethat you were homeward boundThere's nothing more for you to doupon this earth for nowYour children are all grownThere needs have now been met

Your grandchildren, youhave seen them allThey are a precious lotMay you be remembered for your loveand not for what you've leftIn heaven you will have a homeThere is no money needFriends and family are waitingAnd there you will happy beJesus will meet you at the door He will greet you with a smileAnd he will welcome youIn my Father's houseYou have come todayAnd we will share with youAll the good things He providesFor people just like you

The trembling breath of lustCan destroy your life in a rush,Smother you with heaving needs,Shatter the best intentions,Ruin the family you've built.

The searing flame of one kissCan strike a fire of desire,Leaping high and bright,

A roaring inferno of passion,Leaving nothing but dead ashes.

The wanting of love forbiddenCan cut you bone-deep;You'll bleed to death in dreams,Killing the mother you've beenTo your cherished daughters.

The price of a love affair,A cost I know you'd regret,Bars the path between us,Keeps my heart and soul mute,

Unknown to anyone but you. "There's one sad truth in life I've found,

While journeying east and west

The only folks we really wound,

Are those we love the best.


18/39

We flatter those we scarcely know,

We please the fleeting guest.

And deal full many a thoughtless blow

To those who love us best."

More than a catbird hates a cat,Or a criminal hates a clue,Or the Axis hates the United States,That's how much I love you.

I love you more than a duck can swim,And more than a grapefruit squirts,I love you more than a gin rummy is a bore,And more than a toothache hurts.

As a shipwrecked sailor hates the sea,Or a juggler hates a shove,

As a hostess detests unexpected guests,That's how much you I love.

I love you more than a wasp can sting,And more than the subway jerks,I love you as much as a beggar needs a crutch,And more than a hangnail irks.

I swear to you by the stars above,And below, if such there be,As the High Court loathes perjurious oathes,That's how you're loved by me.

I LOVE YOU.I always wanted more from youthan you were willing to give;So now we've gone our separate wayseach with different lives to live.

The bond will always be therethe friendship always intact;But the time for us has come and goneand the pages of time, you can't turn back.

I will always be a friend to youand wonder how you are;The smiles and laughter I will rememberand our fights have become painless scars.

Sometimes on those busy dayswhen you've a thousand things to do;Please let me glide slowly through your mindand spend some time with you.

In that quiet moment


19/39

when you're surprised to find me there;Just remember even with the distance between usI am still someone who cares.

Friendship is a Golden Chain, The links are friends so dear,And like a rare and precious jewel It's treasured more each year...

It's clasped together firmly ,With a love that's deep and true,And it's rich with happy memories,and fond recollections, too...

Time can't destroy its beauty ,For, as long as memory lives,Years can't erase the pleasure, That the joy of friendship gives...

For friendship is a priceless gift, That can't be bought or sold,But to have an understanding friend, Is worth far more than gold...

And the Golden Chain of Friendship ,Is a strong and blessed tieBinding kindred hearts together ,As the years go passing by.

Even though I never hear your tender voice

Of tone melodious and sweetI know your thoughts you'll always shareAs if we always meet

Even though you never walk into my homeIn your own special wayI will always view your inner soulWith all your loving traits

Even though I never see your loving faceOr look into your eyesYou will still be my forever friendThe best that God could find

Even though I never feel your gentle handAnd clasp it in my ownYour heart I'll still forever holdFor that's where I'm at home

Though I can never know your lifelong balladYet, a tune of joy you areSweetest music in my soul

Thank you for our friendship For it means so much to me,Your kindness and understanding

And loving ways you share so free.

Thank you for being beside meWhen I needed someone that cared,

And thank you for all your loyalty For the times together we shared.

Thank you for our friendship For it's something even money can't buy,Thank you for holding me tightly


20/39

When there was a need I had to cry.

Thank you for always smiling When I couldn't smile at all,

And thank you for boosting my ego For the times I felt so small.

Your friendship I cherish so deeplySo this message to you I send,May God bless and always watch over you

And may you always remain my friend.

One morning God looked down on me,And heard my painful moan,I told Him I was overwhelmed,I felt so much alone.

He sent a flower to bring me cheer,But I did not see its bloom,So then He sent a whole bouquet,Which did not dispel my gloom.

Next, He gave me bright sunshine,And I complained about the glare,So then He offered shade to me,But I did not see it there.

I cried some more in loneliness,God thought, "What can I send?"So in His wisdom and His grace,He sent to me a friend.

He sent to me a Godly friend,

An extension of Himself,A friend, who'd guide me back to Him,He knew Him so well, his self.

He'd give to me his fondest love,And would love me without end,He would not be God's substitute,Yet, on him, I could depend.

He'd laugh with me and cry with me,And our secrets, we would share,He'd be someone I'd fully trust,He always would be there.

He might not fully understandMy manner nor my way,But He'd send him just to be my friend,Bade he love me anyway.

God told me that He loved me,He was sending me the best,And there you were, with open arms,I knew I had been blessed.


21/39

When you were in your younger days,You weighed a few pounds less,You needn't hold your tummy inTo wear a belted dress.

But now that you are older,

You can set your body free;There's the comfort of elasticWhere once your waist would be.

And how about those tights you wearThey're sized by weight, I see,So that explains why the crotchIs down below the knee

You now need to wear glassesAs the prints are getting smaller;And it wasn't very long agoI know that you were taller.

Though your hair has turned to greyAnd your skin no longer fits,On the inside, you're the same old you,And I love you still to bits.

If I could catch a rainbowI would do it just for youAnd share with you its beautyOn the days you're feeling blue.

If I could build a mountainYou could call your very ownA place to find serenityA place to be alone.

If I could take your troublesI would toss them in the seaBut all these things I'm findingAre impossible for me.

I cannot build a mountainOr catch a rainbow fairBut let me be what I know best:A friend that's always there.

What have I got to do to make you love me,What have I got to do to make you care,What do I do when lightning strikes me,And I wake to find that you're not there.

What do I do to make you want me,What have I got to do to be heard,


22/39

What do I say when it's all over,And sorry seems to be the hardest word,

It's sad, so sad,It's a sad, sad situation,And it's getting more and more absurd,

It's sad, so sad,Why can't we talk it over,Oh it seems to me,That sorry seems to be the hardest word.

What do I do to make you love me,What have I got to do to be heard,What do I do when lightning strikes me,What have I got to do,What have I got to do,When sorry seems to be the hardest word.

It must've been so hard on you,

I'm sorry for all I put you through,I'm sorry for the helping hand I didn't lend,I wish I'd been a better friend.

How do I tell you I'm sorry -With a gesture, a look, a touch?How is it I never realized,I hurt you so much.

I'm sorry I hurt you,I didn't mean to,I'm sorry I hurt you,I regret it, I do.What I did, I regretSo lets make up and forget.

I sit beside you, MomOn death s doorstep you layI set my head upon your wristAs I bow my head to pray

The world to me shut off The silence here is thick Alone just you and IAnd your watch s rhythmic tick

I block out all my painAnd loss I m sure to feelI concentrate now deeplyOn the tick your watch reveals

I sit here now for daysAnd hear the rhythmic soundI contemplate you being goneThe thought now seems profound


23/39

The time for you is nearTo enter Heaven s GateI ll stay here by your sideUntil your journey is complete

It s months now since you ve passed

My wounds are healing slowI want so much to hear your voiceTo see your smile s glow

I lay my head upon my wristWhen my feelings are too strongI hear your watch s rhythmic tick And know you re never gone

I want to do nothing.Coz nothing is what I doAll day I want to laze aboutWouldnt you like that too?

When I am done with my studiesAnd Mommy is not to be foundWhen my brother is at the neighboursI just sit around.

Vacantly I look At nothing in particularSometimes I flip through booksBut nothing very curricular

Mom says I must learnTo play the guitar or violinDad says I must do balletOr at least go to the gym

Why cant I just sitAnd laze around all dayEat some sticky candyInstead of spinach and parsley.

There is no focus in my lifeNor aim , nor directionNo purpose or strifeJust aimless introspection

I like to wander within myself And think of silly little thingsYou would never really guessHow much happiness that brings

So I guess youll would haveGot my message by nowIs it too difficult


24/39

To understand how

I wish to be left aloneNo push and no shoveDo this and do thatOnly a whole lot of love.

"I got a ride on the Dreamland Express last night,I was sailing on the ocean of blue.Right there by my side, much to my surprise was you."

You said, "Let me be the end of your rainbow,let me be the stars up above,let me be the one that you long for darling,let me be the one that you love."

I watched a Butterfly today,She seemed to know the right way.

She would flutter here and flutter thereAnd then she landed on my chair.

The sunlight glistened off her beautiful wingsAnd I swear I heard her begin to sing.

Her colors were all purples and pinksAnd I could feel an emptiness in me begin to sink.

A Coldness in my heart began to meltAnd a warmness replaced it, which I have never felt.

With one last chorus she fluttered highI thought if I lost her I just might die.

Then I heard a voice, crystal clearYou shall never loose me; I will always be near.

So I have planted a butterfly garden you see,For a butterfly must always be free.

And I watch my butterfly every day,So that I too, now know the way.

This is a very special gift,That you can never see.The reason it's so special,its just for you from me.

Whenever you are lonely,Or ever feeling blue.You only have to hold this giftAnd know I think of you.

You never can unwrap it,Please leave the ribbon tied.


25/39

Just hold the box close to your heart,It's filled with LOVE inside.

When I am gone, release me, let me go.

I have so many things to see and do,

You mustn't tie yourself to me with too many tears,

But be thankful we had so many good years.

I gave you my love, and you can only guessHow much you've given me in happiness.

I thank you for the love that you have shown,But now it is time I traveled on alone.

So grieve for me a while, if grieve you mustThen let your grief be comforted by trustThat it is only for a while that we must part,So treasure the memories within your heart.

I won't be far away for life goes on.

And if you need me, call and I will come.

Though you can't see or touch me, I will be nearAnd if you listen with your heart, you'll hearAll my love around you soft and clear

And then, when you come this way alone,I'll greet you with a smile and a "Welcome Home"

I wear a mask hoping you would never see,not just a reflection but what's left of meA girl that's been rejected and a battle that's she has never wonand the only way out is saying that's she's done

She has been let down and told that she was wrong,and the only perservence she has is staying strong

She's afaird she's losing her fight,so she is holding back the tears,she wants to give up but losing is her greatest fear

There so much she has to live for and so much left to see, and if you know her potential you'll know this girl was me

To My Teacher

A substitute for working moms,she comforts, pampers, soothes and calms.With all the love she has to share,She's great to have when mom's not there.

She loves to rock a fussy child,corrects the one who gets too wild.She hears her share of tearful pleas,and comforts those with skinned up knees.


26/39

With little children she plays a peek,for bigger ones it's hide-and-seek.She is an expert at each game,but somehow loses just the same

She helps them learn the alphabet,and gives them hugs when they're upset.She is a true and trusted friend,who helps them learn and play pretend.

Although she's paid, it's plain to see,She serves them with a love that's free.

I try to talk to you, but I don't know what to say. I am afraid you don't want me to say anything. So I don't.But inside of me there are words waiting to come out. To tell you how I feel - like how much I miss you. Andhow much I love you. And how much I need you in my life. But those words may forever stay in my heart -locked inside. Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too...but I'll never know.

Hope is reaching out again,To learn to trust once more;It's picking up the shattered dreams,That lay scattered on the floor.

Hope is learning how to smile,When tears have lingered long;In finding you are weak no more,For life has made you strong.

Hope is learning every hand,Is not one filled with pain;For there are hands with gentle touch,With that, your heart will change.

Hope is in the knowledge,That you hold deep in your soul;In learning to love and trust again,Your heart will now be whole.

I love to hear the sound of the gentle rain,As it hits softly against the window pane.When I see the rain it makes me wonder though,Is it really God crying and letting his pain show.

Sometimes after the rain if you look around,Off in the distance there is a rainbow to be found.There is a story that is told, at the very end is a pot of gold.I wonder has anyone ever been able to find the end,The rainbow is always gone when you go around the bend.

After the rain the sun will come out once again,And it seems to say to you, Hello Friend.When you go outside, it smells so fresh and clean now,You seem to know things will be ok somehow.


27/39

"Who am I today?" I ask..And I wonder if I even know.I know the past has shaped me now,Even though the past was long ago.

The little moments form a blur,

The times both happy and sad,All the people I once knew,And the things I used to have.

They all helped me to becomeWhere, what and who I am now,Because everything has influenced me,I'm not sure exactly how.

But I'm thankful for the memories,Even of the people I've never really met,For the people I miss, the people I love,And even the people I'd like to forget.For these memories have helped me grow,They've made me calm, yet strong,And now there's a story to my life,That they've been writing all along.So, thank you for the memories.Without them, I don't know who I'd be -Because somewhere among these memoriesAre the things that define me

My addictive pleasureOf paper and glue,Conjured into creationsFrom my point of view.

Its reflection of self,Of mood and fancies,All personally designedWith oodles of love in mind.

Scrapbookings my ecstasy,The delight in my days,Where every new page,Embellishes with age.

Its my pictured journalOf occasions galore,Created by meFor the ones I adore.

Lovely cluttered table,Finished albums on shelf,I love to craft too, forOther than myself.

It entices me with joy,Viewing grateful faces


28/39

So pleased, embracing theirSpecial presents appeased.

Scrapbooking augmentsMy love and lust for life.It reminds me of my gift,

Giving a confidence lift.It is everydayWhere I get to portray,To a zealous degree,Who I am ME!

I am a lonely road of evening,its a boulevard that i m searching for,these stars are all so dull,its a moon that im searching for,happiness is so angry to me,its a life that im searching for,,there's a crowd all arounnd me all the time.its a friend that im searching for,my life is just like path,its a destination that im searching for,don know what is it that ive lost,May be its ME that im searching for....!!!

Our lives are made up of a million moments,spent in a million different ways.Some are spent searching forlove, peace, and harmony.Others are spent surviving day by day.

But there is no greater momentthan when we find that life,with all it's joys and sorrows,is meant to be lived one day at a time.It's in this knowledge that we discoverthe most wonderful truth of all.

Whether we live in a forty-room mansion,surrounded by servants and wealth,or find it a struggle to managethe rent month to month,we have it within our power to be fullysatisfied and live a life with true meaning.

One day at a time - we have that ability,through cherishing each momentand rejoicing in each dream.We can experience each day anew,and with this fresh start we havewhat it takes to make all our dreams come true.Each day is new, and living one day at a timeenables us to truly enjoy life and live it to the fullest.


29/39


30/39

The winds of Heaven mix foreverWith a sweet emotion;

Nothing in the world is single;

All things by a law divineIn one spirit meet and mingle.Why not I with thine? --

See the mountains kiss high HeavenAnd the waves clasp one another;No sister-flower would be forgivenIf it disdained its brother,

And the sunlight clasps the earth

And the moonbeams kiss the sea:What is all this sweet work worthIf thou kiss not me?

Strange how my heart beatsTo find myself upon your shore.Strange how I still feelMy loss of comfort go before.

Cool waves wash over And drift away with dreams of youth.

So time is stolen;I cannot hold you long enough.

And so this is where I should be now.Days and nights falling byDays and nights falling by me.

I know of a dream I should be holding.Days and nights falling byDays and nights falling by me.

Soft blue horizonsReach far into my childhood days.As you are risingTo bring me my forgotten ways.

Strange how I falteredTo find I was standing in deep water.


31/39

Strange how my heart beatsTo find I'm standing on your shore.

Come, live with me and be my love,And we will all the pleasures prove

Of peace and plenty, bed and board,That chance employment may afford.

I'll handle dainties on the docksAnd thou shalt read of summer frocks:At evening by the sour canalsWe'll hope to hear some madrigals.

Care on thy maiden brow shall putA wreath of wrinkles, and thy footBe shod with pain: not silken dress

But toil shall tire thy loveliness.

Hunger shall make thy modest zoneAnd cheat fond death of all but bone --If these delights thy mind may move,Then live with me and be my love.

Come live with me and be my love,And we will all the pleasures prove

That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,Woods, or steepy mountain yields.

And we will sit upon the rocks,Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,By shallow rivers to whose fallsMelodious birds sing madrigals.

And I will make thee beds of rosesAnd a thousand fragrant posies,A cap of flowers, and a kirtleEmbroidered all with leaves of myrtle;

A gown made of the finest woolWhich from our pretty lambs we pull;Fair lined slippers for the cold,With buckles of the purest gold;

A belt of straw and ivy buds,


32/39

With coral clasps and amber studs:And if these pleasures may thee move,Come live with me, and be my love.

The shepherd swains shall dance and sing

For thy delight each May morning:If these delights thy mind may move,The live with me and be my love.

The violet loves a sunny bank,The cowslip loves the lea,The Scarlet creeper loves the elm,But I love thee.

The sunshine kisses mount and vale,The stars they kiss the sea,

The west winds kiss the clover bloom,But I kiss thee.

The oriole weds his mottled mate,The lilies bride o the bee,Heavens marriage ring is round the earth Shall I wed thee?

A million words won't bring you back, I know because I've tried. Neither will a trillion tears, Iknow because I've cried.

"There's one sad truth in life I've found, while journeying east and west The only folks wereally wound, are those we love the best. We flatter those we scarcely know, we please thefleeting guest. And deal full many a thoughtless blow, to those who love us best."

I walk a lonely road, the only one that I have ever known. Don't know where it goes, but itshome to me and I walk alone. I walk this empty street, on the Boulevard of broken dreams.Where the city sleeps, and I'm the only one and I walk alone.

I should be an actor. I do it everyday. Like when you ask me how I'm doing, I smile and sayokay!

Sometimes what you break so relentlesslyis exactly what you need to go on

Like the heart of your friend

Your beloved


33/39

Your promise

And also the silence

We are falling apart aren't we? ..but we are so good at pretending that we are still in love with

eachother that we don't realize how painful it is to still be together.

I think I'd marry you. Just your smile leaves me satisfied, though you're not mine. So for the restof my life, I'm gonna search for someone just like you.

Eventually something you love is going to be taken away. And then you will fall to the floor crying. and, even worse, while you're on the floor crying, you look at the place where the wallmeets the floor and you realize you didn't paint it very well.

I'd rather have tough times together,

Than to have it easy apart.

I'd rather be shattered in every way,

Than to live without you in my heart.

A human dislikes

losing something

even if it's just

a lighter, a pair of classes

or a pen.

can you imagine

what happens

if he loses a person

After a while you learn the difference between holding hands & falling in love. You begin tolearn that kisses don't always mean something & promises can be broken as fast as they aremade. And sometimes goodbyes really are forever.

Sometimes u have to test someone. Not because u don't trust them, but to see how much they'llsacrifice for u.* & sometimes you have to let them go, not because u suddenly stopped lovingthem, but to see if they love u enough to come back.


34/39

I fear that someday time would keep us apart & you might forget me, but before it happens, Ihope that you have felt, even for a single chance that I have cared for you best way I know!

What if someone tells you this: "I don't believe in courtship. It's just a waste of time. If I love a person, I'll tell her right away. But for you, I will make an exception just love me now and I'll

court you forever

If ever things would change and your love would fade, Id still not break the promise I made. if you let go Ill accept and there's nothing I can do but Ill be there and still love you..

Why is it that after all this time wave been together, I have never really considered you a friend?It's not because I dont want you to be one. But because ever since I have hoped & prayed youwill be...much more than a friend to me.

The violet loves a sunny bank. The cowslip loves the lea, The scarlet creeper loves the elm. ButI love-thee.

The sunshine kisses mount and vale. The stars they kiss the sea, The west winds kiss the clover bloom, But I kiss-thee.

The oriole weds his mottled mate, the lilies bride o the bee; Heavens marriage ring is round theearth-, shall I wed thee?

The violet loves a sunny bank,

The cowslip loves the lea,

The Scarlet creeper loves the elm,

But I love thee.

The sunshine kisses mount and vale,

The stars they kiss the sea,

The west winds kiss the clover bloom,

But I kiss thee.

The oriole weds his mottled mate,

The lilies bride o the bee

Heavens marriage ring is round the earth

Shall I wed thee?


35/39

Love comes easy to me, easier than breathing. But my breath I can hold.

No one is worth the effort of rhyme. I write in blank verse.

The night I thought you loved me...I got a little drunk.

Even if I run? Even if I cling? Even if I let out my smiles on lease? Even then?

I prithee send me back my heart,Since I cannot have thine;For if from yours you will not part,Why, then, shouldst thou have mine?

Yet now I think on't, let it lie,To find it were in vain;For thou hast a thief in either eyeWould steal it back again.

Why should two hearts in one breast lie,And yet not lodge together?O Love! where is thy s ympathy,If thus our breasts thou sever?

But love is such a mystery,I cannot find it out;For when I think I'm best resolved,I then am in most doubt.

Then farewell care, and farewell woe;I will no longer pine;For I'll believe I have her heart,As much as she hath mine

Every morning in AFRICA a,gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning in AFRICA a,lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it be starved to death. It doesn't matter whether u r a lion or a gazelle.

When the sun comes up ,u better start running.

If you think you are beaten, you are;If you think that you dare not, you don't;If you'd like to win and you think you can'tIt's almost certain that you won't.

If you think you'll lose, you've lost;For out in the world you'll findSuccess begins with a fellows will -It's all in the state of mind.

If you think that you are out-classed, you are;You've got to think high to rise;You've got to be sure of yourself beforeYou can ever win a prize.

Life's battles don't always goTo the stronger or faster man;


36/39

But sooner or later, the man who winsIs the man who thinks he can.

I held a crystal in my hand,

So perfect and sparklingly clear...With a sweep of a handBroken, shattered into pieces...

I held a diamond in my hand,A perfect cut,So beautiful...In an instant, snatched away...

I held a rose in my hand,With petals so delicate and fragrance so sweet...

Days passed, its petals turned brownOne by one, they fell to the ground...

Life is consistently inconsistent, Nothing definite...With a snap of a finger, everything stopsIn a blink of an eye, everything's gone.

Sometimes I feel alivesometimes I feel deadsometimes my heart hurts

sometimes it's all in my headSometimes I feel lonelysometimes I need my spacesometimes there are no problemssometimes I've got too much to face

Sometimes things go rightsometimes things go wrongsometimes I fit right insometimes I just don't belong

Sometimes I want to laughsometimes I want to crysometimes I want to livesometimes I want to die

Sometimes I want to face lifesometimes I want to be gone from sight


37/39

sometimes I want to runsometimes I want to fight

Sometimes I want to singsometimes I want to shout

sometimes I know the asnwer sometimes I'm in doubt

Sometimes I'm happysometimes I'm sadsometimes I'm scaredsometimes I'm mad

Sometimes I want to winsometimes I want to losesometimes I listen to music

sometimes I watch the newsSometimes I make decisionssometimes I'm told what to dosometimes I find life hardsometimes so do you.....

The world would like to change you;There are pressures all around.You must decide just who you are,Then firmly hold your ground.

You have an image of yourself,An ideal sense of you;And to this vision you must alwaysStruggle to be true.

You know what you are good at,And you know where talents lie;But if you're ruled by others,Your uniqueness could pass by.

Remember, there is much to learn;But all new things aren't good.Wisdom lies in what we learned,And what we have withstood.

So, be yourself and don't allowThe world to take control.


38/39

Preserving your identity,Is life's most precious goal.

A husband wakes up at home with a huge hangover. He forces himself to open his eyes, andthe first thing he sees is a couple of aspirin and a glass of water on the side table. He sits

down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and ironed. He looks around the roomand sees that its in perfect order, spotless, clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes theaspirins and notices a note on the table."Honey, breakfast is on the table, I left early to gogrocery shopping. Love you!"

Totally shocked with the note, he goes to the kitchen and sure enough there is a hotbreakfast and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating. He asks, "Son,what happened last night?" His son says, "Well, you came home around 3 am, drunk anddelirious. Broke some crockery, puked in the hall, and gave yourself a black eye when youstumbled into the door." Confused, the man asks, "So, why is everything in order and soclean, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me? I should expect a big quarrel with

her!" His son replies, "Oh, that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried totake your clothes and shoes off, you said,

"LADY LEAVE ME ALONE! I'M MARRIED!"

Moral-Self-induced hangover - $400.00Broken crockery - $800.00Breakfast - $10.00Saying the Right Thing While Drunk "PRICELESS

There are truly some things that both money and MasterCard cant buy!How are we so "different"?If "different" is just a thing.If we all have certain features,What does "different" bring?

People filled with hatred,Can't possibly see,That there's not really "differences"Between you and me.

Looks can't show "difference",If they're just there to be seen.If you don't look like someone else,Why are they so mean?

If being "different" is what is wrong,I'd rather not be right.


39/39

Documents

Very Good Poems & Verses New