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Story Behind: I wrote this poem on my 16 birthday just to show that even though my life isn't perfect I still love it and wouldn't change a thing about it. Through It All Friends come and go Life flies by right before your eyes. You loose ones you love Yet through it all you still love your life. People leave you to fight alone You put on a fake smile to hide all your pain Yet someone still knows your hurt. Through it all you still put on a front to satisfy those around you Thorough it all you wouldn't change a thing Through it all you wouldn't trade your life for fame. You build a wall to try to keep from getting hurt You lock up you heart and throw away the key to see who cares enough to look for the key Through it all there's not many people that got you to open up yet still you love it all. Struggles meet you in the face to watch you slip up Yet through it all you wouldn't change a thing. Through it all you wouldn't change a

Story behind : Why don't people understand me? Why do things always happen this way why does my heart choose to stay closed why can't you hear my pain this is all I ask hear me again hear my cries at night help me face my fears tonight so tell me why can't I find you again why can't you be here when I need you no one understands who I am where I've been where I'm going why do things always happen this way but I now understand no one gets me what I need what I want people can't you see I'm a guy in need hear my plea...........

What I Feel C'est La Vie If only I knew how's it going to be If only when I try to fix things, they became better If only I was certain of how others feel And if only people believed what I say... If I knew how to show what I really felt If I knew how to make people understand If I knew how to make them believe If I knew how to make them happy If making people happy doesn't leave me sad If making them understand doesn't make me an ignorant If making them believe doesn't make me a liar And if letting them know how I feel doesn't leave me numb Things would've never reached that point I know I would be in a much happier place No one would ever blame me for not caring No one would blame me for not thinking That's life ....You're never certain You never know, you're never sure You're not going to live that dream of yours And life would never be "trouble free" You have to live with what you have You try to fix

Changing Life This is really just about how I feel at the moment.. everyone has turned on me and it's hard to change your life after you already have a reputation... love all y'all thanks for reading... Complication!! In a world filled with changes each and every day.. I feel I'm being judged for what I do and say.. I remember back to Barbies and play days at the park.. When I didn't worry about other people's remarks.. Now looking in the mirror I see to my surprise.. A completely different person staring in my eyes.. The carefree little boy I saw at 14 and 15.. Is now becoming an Adult... Just trying to survive...

Story behind: Living Life With Purpose Poem I began writing poetry not too long ago. I like to sit and think and write about things that come to my mind. It's not something I'm always doing in my spare time because Schooling  is my main thing at the moment. I hope you enjoy it, and please tell me what you think. Short Life Summary Life and death; without one there cannot be the other. For some it's short, but they live it like no other. For most it's long, and to be happy they don't ever bother. Life cannot be lived without the love of others. The second we are born is the second we begin to die. As a child, we live life and don't worry why. As we grow, it gets tougher and we don't want to try. Like everything else, it will end and we'll have to say goodbye. Whether it's twenty years or one hundred-twenty, Live it with a purpose to be greater than many. Most likely life will be long; So live it with the future in mind Beca

Tick tock...tick tock... life is counting down on your internal clock. Memories which were as if they occurred yesterday, turn to flashes of moments that seem to fade away. People you once knew walk by without a clue. The times you once shared exist as if you were never there. Years fly...friends die... and you never know when you'll say your last goodbye. Oh, how I wish I could turn back time, spend it with loved ones and cherish what was once mine. Or to go back even more, being a kid in a candy store. How I miss the way I used to feel on Christmas day when Santa was real. But back to reality...back to today, family is scarce and memories continue to fade away. Tick tock...tick tock... how I wish I could control this clock.

Poem: What I Want Poet: Ahanotu Fednand I Am Powerful! Whatever I set my mind on having, I will have. Whatever I decide to be, I will be. The evidence is all around me. The power of my Will has brought me precisely to where I am right now. I have made the choices. I have held the thoughts. I have taken the actions to create my current reality. And I have the power to change it into whatever I want it to be. With the choices I make, I am constantly fulfilling the vision I have for my life. If that does not seem to be the case - Then I am deceiving myself about what I really want. Because what I really, truly want, I will get! What I truly wanted in the past, I already have. If I want to build a billion-dollar business, I will take the actions necessary to do it. If I want to sit comfortably watching TV night after night - I will take the actions necessary for that. Don't be disappointed in my results - they're just the outward manifestation of my priori

Story : Before The Reaper Come I think most poets feel this way. before the bullet it bit before the candle is lit before the last call before the curtain falls before the grave we pray there is something I must say before taps is played before the jazz parade before 21 guns sound before the final round before the fiddler we pay this I must convey before the sweet by and by before the tears we cry before the bells are rung before the reaper come before angles wing I have to tell you everything....everything...everything

Story: Poem about Ireland It's just something about Ireland. Someone once asked me to explain about where I am from Poet: © Marie Tully Full of mystical folklore banshee's and fairies Endless searching for clover while leprechaun's hide under ground Mist in the air shadowy dance Bracken are the hillside's with bluebell's and romance A thorn between county's once driven apart Gaelic football and hurling playing under a golden harp Known for there talk fighting and drink It's people have big heart's and smile's with a nod and a wink It's most famous city with it's cobbled stone street's Walked author's and poets As musicians played in the street's Although the tenement building's no longer stand The bacon and cabbage is still in demand A pot of caudill was known as the poor man's broth The pawn shop by the Liffee bore everyone's cross The rag and bone man no longer calls No more horses and cart&

Description: A poem about refusing to be discouraged and refusing to be put down. I will rise After every fall I will rise and stand even more tall I will rise over the wall I will rise above them all Like the sun which never dies though sets every night every day it does rise Like the ocean whose tides many times they are down but invariably they rise Like the trees from seeds they arise and heights great they rise and rise After falling once, twice and thrice Again and again I will rise and rise I will rise after every fall After every fall I will rise

Story behind: Trying To Move On This poem is about a girl losing her father and has trouble moving on. She tries her hardest to move on. Topic: Choices Poet:© Desiree Kimbrue I see people laughing and joking all around, but on my face there is no smile instead there is a frown. I never laugh anymore instead I cry, and I never stop to ask myself, "why?" I heard we live and die by the choices we make, and there's only so much a person can take. so just remember to life goes on, and it hurt's when someone leaves and is gone. so always remember keep your head up, because another door is opened everytime one is shut.

Story: I was born in the sign of "balance" popularly known as Libra. So it's been natural to my nature to be indecisive. Really, this character was with me since childhood. I can't get this out of my system. It's flowing in my blood. I just want to relay what's like to be a Libran, how it's like to have an indecisive character. Topic;  Indecisive Poet;© Dan Cunanan A tag of war of rivals amid reciprocal sways My head and heart on floating question stains Innocent, naive which might will I surrender to? Whose aroma will my sense be persuaded to? Pushing and pulling, I felt so defenseless I had no power over my obedience The inconsiderate thieves snatched my right I couldn't craft a step, a move, and an answer How precious am I whose worth is to be robbed? An offer like a blood to a thirsty vampire throat What am I? A hand-friendly basketball Elastic from anyone's hand security How I wish my mouth wasn't stitched I could

People Don't Understand Me Why don't people understand me? Topic: Tell Me Poet:© Ayleashua Marchewitz Why do things always happen this way why does my heart choose to stay closed why can't you hear my pain this is all I ask hear me again hear my cries at night help me face my fears tonight so tell me why can't I find you again why can't you be here when I need you no one understands who I am where I've been where I'm going why do things always happen this way but I now understand no one gets me what I need what I want people can't you see I'm a girl in need hear my plea...........

Poem About How The World Has Taken A Turn For The Worse Humans have wronged, and I have noticed. You must imagine how strange it feels to a 14-year- old girl having to hear of all this hatred in school and on television. Unlike many teens, I'm using my talents to explain how I view the world. This took me a while to write and I had many mistakes to fix before I was comfortable enough to put it online. I hope that everyone who reads it can see a glimpse of the world from my perspective. Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoy. Topic:Lost Innocence Wind whistling, Snow glistening, We try not to, But we're all listening. Loud screams, Bad dreams, It's very far, But close it seems. Sad day, Lost our way, All we can do, Is simply pray. Innocence gone, Life no longer long, We may not know, But we're all doing wrong. Joy lost, The Holocaust, We look to see, Hearts covered in frost. Wars fought, Sins taught, Making mistakes, Hoping not

Poem About A Request For Guidance This poem is about a request to someone very close to me. I am asking him to guide me and stay by my side, no matter what happens... Light up the way for me. I'm scared of the dark. Illuminate the blackest road With the brightest spark. Light up my mind When I'm feeling low. Help me keep the dark thoughts away, And make my mind glow. Light up my world With your beautiful, carefree smile. Keep away everything that's evil, Everything that's scary and vile. Light up my candle When I'm out to wander and roam, So no matter how far I am, I may always return home.

C'Est La Vie What I feel If only I knew how's it going to be If only when I try to fix things, they became better If only I was certain of how others feel And if only people believed what I say... If I knew how to show what I really felt If I knew how to make people understand If I knew how to make them believe If I knew how to make them happy If making people happy doesn't leave me sad If making them understand doesn't make me an ignorant If making them believe doesn't make me a liar And if letting them know how I feel doesn't leave me numb Things would've never reached that point I know I would be in a much happier place No one would ever blame me for not caring No one would blame me for not thinking That's life ....You're never certain You never know, you're never sure You're not going to live that dream of yours And life would never be "trouble free" You have to live with what you have You try to fi

The Truth Hurts Sometimes the truth hurts, but in the end we are better off knowing. You kept it real You told no lies I trusted your words And you said that it was okay to cry Hidden from an ocean of lies from the People closest to me... But you, you revealed them all You answered questions never asked And you showed no regret And with that I thank you! Wishing the truth were lies Expecting a laugh and you telling me That it was all a Joke! The truth hit me, then stabbed me, then Killed me a thousand Times.... I cried that night with the never ending Thought of the truth... I thought I knew my life, I thought I Understood it all... But you opened my eyes and unwrapped The hurtful truth... And I thank you for being there, to hold my hand...through it all... And I can never thank you enough for opening the closet of skeletons...

Once upon a time I opened up my heart to you. You did what you chose to do. You chose to keep my as a best friend. Little did you know I was dying to the very end. You killed me with every boyish look. My heart melted and my knees shook. I always wanted more than that, But I guess it wasn't meant to be. But you'll never truly know how much you meant to me. You were always there And wiped away every tear. I just wish you would've waited, stayed here. I still dream about you in this one-sided love. It's hard to breathe without you, Like a suffocating dove. I wish you loved me the way I loved you, But this is a lesson that helped me learn the truth. Guard your heart and soul and mind, Unless you want yourself in an unruly bind. This one-sided love has torn my apart. This one-sided love has broken my heart. Please be safe on this journey of life, And come back someday and make me your wife. This one-sided love is a dangerous game, But then again, t

Goodbye Poem To The One You Love A poem about a broken family and moving on What the eye does not see the heart does not grieve for... But when the truth comes out, it will always hurt more Blinded by love, I failed to see how much of an arsehole You really were to me Perhaps too young, too crazy and free I guess I will never understand why you did that to me They say if you love somebody then you should set them free As you never came back I think it was meant to be I am not bitter or angry anymore, in fact my life has been better Since you walked out the door. I thank you for the gift you gave to me A very special treasure, it truly is a pleasure I gave you a chance; in fact, I gave you so many But you couldn't be bothered to even spend a penny The door was still open, but nobody came I should have known it would still be the same It is not my place to play God with life But if you don't make the effort, you're not worth the strife Perhaps on

Poem About Coming To Terms With A Break-Up A break-up brings about many emotions. I don't hate you, Because I still love you. I can't look at you, Because it hurts to. We don't talk, Because there is nothing left to say. You apologized, But I just walked away. I'm leaving you and the thought of you behind, Because I just need to clear my mind. I'm angered because you wasted my time, Hurt because I believed you were mine, But I just didn't see the signs. I guess that's why they say love is blind, Because you got my heart caught in binds. Look me in my eyes, And listen as my heart cries, Cries out in pain. This feeling makes me feel like I'm covered in flames, Until ashes are all that remain. Thought you were different, But you're all the same. Thought this was real, But it was all a game. I gave you my love, And you gave it away. That's why my heart is blue And my skies are gray. Will I ever see the light of day?

I am in 6th grade and for poetry month we are learning about different types of poetry and one of them is Haiku. We have been practicing Haiku A LOT!!! Swaying leaves on the trees, warmer air, blooming flowers, springs finally here.

A young girl compares life to a rose. Our life is like a thorny rose Not perfect, but always beautiful The thorns represent the hardships in our lives. The delicate red petals represent the fun and beautiful things in our lives. As a young rose the petals hugging around the seed are the family and friends who protect, love, and care for us.

The poem, "There's No Obscurity", is a Shakespearean-style sonnet and was inspired by various romantic novels that I was reading at the time. It describes a type of love only witnessed as a princess in a fairy tale, yet also portrays realistic emotions, such as doubt. In the end, the message is that the love she has for him is more real to her than any possibility of loss. As I gaze into his liquid gold eyes, Poetry radiates from his warm soul His lips brush mine and I soar through the skies Passion seizes me; I loose my control An amalgam of thoughts pierce through my mind There is love, trust, yet I feel petrified I know destiny; our fate's intertwined But what if he's a dream, one I'm denied? A thousand years I could spend with those suns Amid his presence I've conquered all realms I've witnessed beauty that forever stuns And have basked beneath his forest of elms Then and there, I grasp truth with clarity He's in my arms;

Somebody has let her down. It is up to the reader to figure it out. Everything is in metaphor. You were to be my well But there was little to drink How am I to slake my thirst When you taunt me like an oasis You were to be my armor Yet I still was hurt by our own How am I to survive When your shield is translucent You were to be my walls But you were made of straw How am I to reside When you shelter is temporary You were to be my farmer But you eclipsed my sun How am I to thrive in obscurity When your fertilizer burns my soul You were to be my concrete But you were made of mud How am I to stand on my own When it is support which you lack You were to be my bones But there was no enrichment within How am I to walk with vitality When it is dust you became You were to be my well But there is little to drink I will never be able to slake my thirst For you will always be an oasis

Staying Clean Poem About Drug Addiction This poem was written in my first sixty days getting clean from a horrible drug addiction. It came when I first realized there was hope for me. The dream of getting out. We live in a place where fear walks around like a school yard bully. It's in our face every minute of every day. There is a nothingness about fear. We move about our world, trying to avoid our fear. But it's everywhere we go. We hide it, disguise it. Store it away. Darkness creeps in. At first, it's oh so beautiful. There is no fear. A line. It's crossed. Time passes in shades of gray. Everything pure is lost. The child cries out for the light. Cries so loud, but only to a deaf ear. But, what a dream. The dream. The dream of life beyond the darkness. How to attain it? An outstretched hand. A hug. Welcome. Hope brings with it a smile. The smile warms a frozen heart. What was once gray explodes into color. A stair well appears. Fi

Poetic Forms Poetry comes in a variety of forms. Some forms have more structure than others. Some follow rules that have to do with rhyming, syllables, repetition, etc. Others are an expression that are fully in the hands of the author. Explore these common forms, and give them a try. ABC Poem In an ABC poem, each line of the poem begins with a letter in the alphabet, starting with A and moving in order through Z. Examples of ABC poems: A Friend Chaotic Places Alphabet of Love ABC's of Him A Beautiful Child General Templates of ABC Poem (PDF): ABC Poem Template on 1 page  ABC Poem Template on 2 pages  Acrostic This is a form of poetry where the first or last letters of each line create a name, word, or phrase. You can find these words by looking vertically at the beginning or end of the lines. Examples of Acrostic poems: Gently Picked Flower Rainbow Bernetta V. Smith My Sister Is Loving The Golden Rule A Cry For Help Motivation A Family Bio Poem

Description: Fill in the blank, the life you see could be your own. As the seconds pass... We look back... Of what our lives have held... As the minutes pass... We see what fell through the cracks... Parts of our lives we withheld... As the hours pass... We think of what we learned... What we have taught... What we have forgot... As the days pass... We wish a lot could be returned... We wish we would of never fought... You hope they forget-me not... As years pass... You stand alone... They have all grown... Married and gone... Or on their own... As your life passes... You stand proud... Looking how well they raise their own... You did well... Live on...

Poet: © Miranda Description: Dreaming Of My Crush I wrote this after having a dream about this guy I like Waves beating on the sand There we sit hand in hand Waves crash down And I wipe away my frown The sun begins to set It seems like we've just met But we've known each other for a while Now just the thought of you makes me smile We begin to walk And we start to talk Our steps are in sync I can't even think He stops and looks at me I look up and he is all I see He leans in And it's like the perfect sense But I always wake up And realize It was all just a dream

Description: Journey In Our Life where do the steps that we take lead us? Crystal stairs, "Where will you lead, offering steps in our time of need... a luminous path from here it seems, a crystal spiral of lucid dreams?" Unlike crystallized memories destined never to grow; you call us toward a future beyond what we know. Like footsteps heard faintly in ones ear. A journey of remembering held so dear. Beyond imagination in a forgotten land, crystal climbers reach out with a loving hand. Lifting our hearts like magic it seems, this staircase of crystal truly is made of dreams. Copyright 2008 David Hoffmann

Description: Poem About Showing What We Think Sometimes I wonder how the world would be if we said what we meant and meant what we said... What if we were really true And said everything we thought Could we then stop feeling blue Feeling every day that we just fought What if we were really true And showed just how we felt Maybe then we could sail into The sky and Orion's belt What if we were really true Would there be any depression then? Would the world be kind and free from sin No one wishing to flee within What if we were really true And showed what we really think Could we then see the total view? Of those around us who seem to sink What if we were really true And showed each passing day What it really means to be happy But only if we pray What if we were really true And looked God in the face Never trying, never lying Never wishing we were dying What if we were really true We did all things good and well Can we become like Christ? Only time w

Description:Poem About The Magic Of Dreams Dreams have the power to release imagination. I dream of the day all the world will be at peace. There's a place where I go that no one else knows, Where mysteries abound and excitement grows. A place out of reach of any man's hands, Safely secluded in a far away land Beyond the grasp of those who may plunder The wealth of its power and its life changing wonder. I go alone to my secret place, never leaving a trace For someone to follow and discover my space Where I keep my secrets, my fears, and my regrets Away from the world and all of its threats. It's mine and mine alone! The only place I can call my own. I treasure the moments spent in this realm Where anything is possible and I'm at the helm. This place I describe is all that it seems ... It's a magical place I call my dreams.

Life And Dreams Poem A poem about the conflict between life and dreams I sleep in the clouds, dream in the sky, I'll keep dreaming as life passes me by, I think my dreams keep me sane, I dream of happiness, a life without pain, some people say I'm stuck in this place, and I'll never go anywhere, but in my dreams I've already been there, I know some day I'll have to wake up, but I feel the real world is more like a nightmare, I'm safe in my closed eye wonderland, this poem goes to all the dreamers that understand, no matter what they say... keep your dreams but don't dream your life away,

Poem About One Of Life's Internal Dilemmas To me, this poem brings about those moments when you know what is the right thing for you to do and you know what you truly want. Deep within your heart you can feel it, but sometimes your mind and your logic overtake you and you end up not going for it, and sometimes you even regret it. When your heart suddenly feels light, excited, at ease. When you feel like your heart just knows what to do and your worries are far from your mind as are you. You know that your mind will start chasing, racing to hold down your heart. After all, it is there to protect it, ever from breaking apart. But in order to keep your heart happy, like a child, you must soften your hold. You must let it run free for a while, follow and see what unfolds. Your heart is stronger than what you would think, and recovers at much greater speed, so please just try, every once in a while, to give it the freedom it needs. Believe in your heart an

I wrote this poem when I had a lot of things going on in my life and I wanted to give myself a positive new start. Really helped! Roll the dice, Play a new game. Life for you Will never be the same. No looking back, No aspect of time, You now have A new mountain to climb. Your body seems to stop Whilst the world keeps going. With no time to think, Time still keeps flowing. Going back to the dice And the game, you will roll It's time to start a new life Complete with heart and soul.

Overcoming Fear Of The Unknown I wrote this one day just to get some fears of the unknown out. It inspired and reminded me not to worry about what tomorrow brings because it only comes one minute at a time. Today I felt lost. I couldn't find Your hand. I felt so alone, I just don't understand. Today I am afraid, For tomorrow's troubles may bring More pain than today. I may not last; I'll continue to pray. Why do I worry about tomorrow? Today brings enough fear; For today was the tomorrow That seemed all too near. Today I am afraid, For tomorrow's troubles may bring More pain than today I may not last; I'll continue to pray. I'll never forget about the past. My pain will never let me. Tomorrow is how long it will last. By then I may be free.

Are you depressed or down in the dumps? Do you want to give up on your goals and just quit? If this applies to you, this is exactly what you have been looking for to motivate you to come back even harder and achieve your dreams. When times are hard, you might stop for a bit, But it's not over until the moment you quit. On a river's bridge, failures are the planks; Take one step at a time until you reach its banks. Don't give up on your dreams, chase them instead; You will find, one morning, as you wake up from bed, That you are the person about whom you dreamed, And you can reach great heights, impossible though it seemed. When things go wrong and your back is to the wall, Try to stand up, no more can you fall. Life is full of ups and downs, take them in your stride, You will discover your little star, hidden inside.

I choose to write this because I am going through a hard time. Maybe it will help someone else. Sometimes you may think you're alone, And your feelings make you seem like a clone. Deep down you are whole, Not an empty bowl. Someone loves you, And all the words they say are true. Trust in yourself To be strong And true and whole and mighty. This time will pass; It's just a trial. Just walk down this aisle, Head held high; You're strong.

This poem is for that special person who has taught me the true meaning of life. He supported me when I was at my weakest. He never failed to make me happy. He taught me how let go of my fears and just live life to the fullest. "I am no longer afraid to fall, for I know whenever I am about to, you'll be there to catch me. In your eyes I see a world of happiness, for now I am no longer afraid of the world on the outside. Your arms gives me the comfort of belonging, for now I am no longer afraid of being alone. Because of you I am no longer afraid. You have given me the courage to become who I am today. Your love shows me that you'll always be by my side. That is why now I am no longer afraid to love.

Inspiring Change For Addicts I wrote this poem in a very short time while I was in a treatment center for addiction. I know addiction is a very big problem for people in this world, and hopefully this can be an inspiration for someone struggling with this disease the way I have. Since writing this I am doing a lot better, but it is a daily battle trying to get my life back in order. The only words of advice I have is just take it one day at a time. Thank you for reading I'm writing this to you, Telling you we're through. I can't take you anymore, Don't know what I liked you for. All you did was wear me out. Now I know what you're all about. You came to me with promise and joy, Now look at all the things you destroy. Families, lives, bank accounts, you see. You ruined it all with one little tease. Look at the way you make me feel Then you take it all and want me to steal Why can't you just go and hide Somewhere far away where I'

Treat me with love, dignity, respect and compassion Now as I am healthy, vibrant and alive. Don't wait to hear that I am sick and dying To love me the way I was meant to be loved. Bring me flowers and candy on any day just because. Don't wait for a holiday, love and cherish me every day. Tell me I am beautiful. See my beauty in my body and soul. Don't wait to see that I am disfigured And then tell me that I am beautiful Because you think that is what I want to hear. Talk to me lovingly now so I can hear your beautiful voice And listen to the ringing of your laughter. Don't try to talk to me that way now That I am deaf and can no longer hear your sweet voice. Speak words of love and compassion So I can remember those conversations Even though I may not be able to hear them again. Come one day and you will be sad, you will be sorry! Treat me like a human being with a life That needs to be lived my way...not yours! Remember that our Creator gave y

I walk slowly down the streets paved with sadness, Addicts begging for favors and pleading for change, Desperation plagues their dark hollow eyes And their hearts, they are empty and I I silently cry. I see in parks the children that are playing, Smiles and joy lights up their faces with glee, Laughter fills the air with song and delight, Their hearts are full with love and trust in their eyes, I silently cry. I cry for the lost, the rich and the poor, Whose hearts have grown bitter and cold, For what could have been in their life is now gone, And left is the empty high of a drug that's unknown, I silently cry. I pray for the ones who have given up hope, Hope for a future of love, faith and joy, I pray for the lonely the sick and the lost, That someone would take the time to reach out, I silently hope, I hope for a future, a better tomorrow, For people who need compassion and care, I hope that bitterness melts with the touch of a heartbeat, I hope for the l

As I walk through life, I look at all I have done. I had wandered aimlessly, And wondered what I have become. I have been through so much, It is amazing I made it through. The lessons I have learned I am shocked I pulled through. The times I wondered What life was all about. The trials experienced in life, Can make all the good come out. We try to make it day by day. Remembering what we were taught. Just remember some time to pray, It is important, We need it every day. Life can be short. Unexpected at that. We try to take its punches, Just hoping it won't break our back. Remember who you are, Who you want to become. Everything will fall into place, When the time comes. Don't forget I love you's, Every chance you get. The time may be short, There is no time to regret. Life can be exciting, As we all have found out. Eventful, even busy There is no time to be left out. Remember who you are, And who you want to become. The time can be short

Depression is oppression. It's a deadly hidden message Defined by self-hate. It seals its prisoner's fate. It holds you captive and throws out the key. It stabs and jabs just to see you bleed, Inflicting wounds that scar for life. Destruction is its mother and death its wife. You can cry, but it will always ignore your screams. It terrorizes your soul and haunts your dreams. It sends you false hope through a bottle or pill. It destroys your goals and inflicts its will. You can't run, nor can you hide. By its rules you will abide Until it celebrates that you have died. Open your eyes, or you will be its prey. It will blur your vision in the most twisted way. It will seek your destruction and call for your head. You will lie and wait but never rest in your bed. Peace will come to those who want peace, But as long as you feed him, you will see the beast. You can't run, nor can you hide, But if you conquer the beast, you will survive. Prayer and hope

we struggle to have meaning in this world which we all know we try but yet we wonder where we all should go hidden in the questions which we can not find the answers are all hidden deep inside our minds hidden in our soul is the life we try to hide but in time it will find you and it will release all of its secrets hidden beneath so before it ruins the life you have made release those dark secrets and the memories will fade hidden in our lives are stories left untold of the things we didn't want them to know but once you tell somebody and make your feelings known the struggle will be over and you'll finally be home

Life is crazy, and totally unpredictable... It's going to push you over, kick you while you're down and hit you when you try to get back up. Not everything can beat you. Things are going to change you, But you get to choose which ones you let change you. Listen to your heart, Follow your dreams, And let no one tell you what you're capable of. Push the limits, Bend the rules, And enjoy every minute of it. Laugh at everything, Live for as long as you can. Love all, But trust none. Believe in yourself, And never lose faith in others. Settle for nothing but only the best, And give 110% in everything you do. Take risks, Live on the edge, Yet stay safe, And cherish every moment of it. Life is a gift, Appreciate all the rewards, And jump on every opportunity. Not everyone's going to love you, But who needs them anyways? Challenge everything, And fight for what you believe. Back down to nothing, But give in to the little things in life, Afte

She gave life. She is a wife. She is a mother and she is a friend. She is a sister a survivor to the end. Appreciate her, we don't dare. Ask her worries, we don't care. Wipe away her tears, they are invisible as air. She works cooks and clean. She laughs, helps comfort, and hides her pain. When you struggle she pulls you through All this is she and what do we do? Complain and create a mess. Provide stress and leave her feeling depressed.. Push her away and ignore her advice. Tell her she is nothing without thinking twice. She was raped tortured and abused. Told she was nothing and would always be used just for pleasure forget her pain. She swallows her pride, put her feelings aside. Does as you need in order for you to be free. Ignores your ignorance and tolerates your flaws. You call her Bitch, Slut, Hoe and Tramp She answers with pride dignity and a complete loss of self. You call her nothing. I call her Strong, Smart, Sensual, Caring, Giving, Surviv

Get Inspired Today With Ahanotu Fednand Topic:  Fall You may see me struggle, but you won't see me fall. Regardless if I'm weak or not, I'm going to stand tall. Everyone says life is easy, but truly living it is not. Times get hard, people struggle and constantly get put on the spot. I'm going to wear the biggest smile even though I want to cry. I'm going to fight to live, even though I'm destined to die. And even though it's hard and I may struggle through it all, you may see me struggle... but you will NEVER see me fall. visit: Young-evans.blogspot.com for more inspirations. 

Growing up is very difficult, a mixture of leaving behind and embracing new challenges. Bottled up inside Are the things I never said, The feelings that I hide, The lines you never read You can see it in my eyes, Read it on my face, Trapped inside are lies, Of the past I can't replace With memories that linger, And won't seem to go away, Why can't I be happier? Today's a brand new day Yesterdays are over Even though the hurting is not, Nothing lasts forever, I must cherish what I've got Don't take my love for granted, For soon it will be gone, All you've ever wanted, Of the love you thought you won The feelings I have now Won't disappear overnight, But somehow, someway everything will be alright I'm leaving now To slay the foe Fight my battles High and low I'm leaving parents Hear me go Please wish me luck today I've grown my wings, I want to fly Seize my victories where they lie I'm going guys, but pl

Grow Up Like You What better way to raise a child to be a good parent than to be a positive role model. Your words mean a lot to me, They make the whole world see. Your words of love and wisdom too, I hope I grow to be like you. A mother and father wrapped in one, Your work on earth is never done. You work so hard to give nice things, Three jobs, and still has time to sing. Knowing you raised on your own, With hurt and pain never shown, A nonstop trial to all who dared, You were the only one who cared. That's why I ask God everyday, To make me the exact same way. To show me how to be like you, And tell me exactly what to do. But now I know just what to do, Because I am, I'm just like you.

Precious Childhood Days I was just missing my childhood days, so this was the outcome! Those were the days... When I used to get up late, Never cared about the day and date. All I ever did was play With building blocks and molding clay. Now I keep stumbling to find a way To bring back my childhood days. Used to write the alphabet With white chalks on a slate, Waved a silly goodbye every day To the dog roaming in front of my gate. Now I keep stumbling to find a way To bring back my childhood days. Near the corner of the park, at the end, We fought tiny wars with our friends, Were so carefree, never had to pretend, Had all the food in lunches our mothers would send. Now I keep stumbling to find a way To bring back my childhood days. Though it's impossible, I'd like to try To press a button and go back in time. Far from the business of loss and gain, Away from the feelings of grief and pain, To be that naughty girl once again, To live that good life

These biting words are enough to send chills up any mother's spine. Just a title Nothing more I am sorry to say We have no rapport Better this way Than playing pretend This is the way I have come to contend Just a title Nothing more I'm finally able to close the door You did this yourself All on your own I hope you like feeling alone I have tried too much Now I am tired of holding the clutch Just a title Nothing more Is what I have decided for You made your choice Now you must lie Now I see your chosen side Just a title Nothing more 'Mother' now I shut the door.

I wrote this poems for those who feel mom haven't done well...I hope it suits your mood and speaks your mind. Dear Mom, Thanks for the years the years of my tears you treat me bad and you make me sad I just want to die in heaven I'd lie I'd sail and I'd dream I wouldn't have time to scream I wouldn't take the tears I wouldn't have these fears I would be able to love I could rise high above and even though I seem to hate I don't hate as I probably should that I expect, you probably would you hate everything and even yourself so I'll hang the presence of you upon my highest shelf even though you cause a hole in my heart in years of time, you can always re-start.

You Make Me Cry A daughter grows strong, but she will not forgive her father for his violence and lack of fatherness. Father Of Mine Published on August 2008 You weren't around to help me out. You left my life without any doubts. You were never around to help me out, You were always the one who would shout. Violence was the answer for you, Well guess what? I'm growing up to be just like you. I always wanted you around but no matter how hard I tried you would just make me cry. Father of mine you're not a man. To this day I won't forgive you. I have grown strong and I have been through a lot but none of my strength comes from you because your someone who NEVER came through. 

Poem About Mother Not Interested In Child's Struggles How sharp the pain when we depend upon a parent for help and they don't come through. A Child's Plight Published on February 2006 Where were you When I struggled to get home Where were you When I needed someone to confide in Where were you When I needed help Where were you When I was alone Where were you When I had nothing Where were you When I was scared Where were you When I was forced to bare myself Where were you When I needed helping hands Where were you When my life dwindled on life or death Where were you When I lost my sense of reality Where were you When I was being defiled Where were you When I was being filled with hate Where were you When I was surrounded by anger Where were you When I wanted to die Where were you When I wanted a hug Where were you When I needed confidence Where were you When my life was asunder Where were you When I felt used Where were you W

Poem About Son Loving Step- Father Vs. Real Dad Why do some abuse the ones they love the most and pay a price that leaves them out of the house? My Father And My Dad Hurrying to pack up all your stuff in the middle of the night. All because your Mother and Father are in another abusive fight. You hear all that yelling and screaming at such a young age. It feels like a scared dog that's trapped in its cage. But your Father beating your Mother until she can't take it no more. I walk out of my bedroom to see her bloody and lying on the floor. I was only three years old, but these memories still run through my head. No wonder all my life I told everybody, that my Father was dead. He did nothing to help my Mother with my sister and me. Mom was always working her fingers to the bone to take care of us three. Then she met someone who put us all first in his life. Together they had a baby and he made her his wife. He has done more for me than my own Fat

You Missed Out I dedicate this to my real father because he was never there as I was growing up, so my mom's ex treated me like I was his and that's why I call him daddy because he's the one that I actually had! I'm sorry you missed out when I went to school for the 1st time, And you didn't have me tell you that you were all mine, I'm sorry you weren't there to take me to the mall, And you weren't there to tell me I have to stand tall, Sorry you weren't the one I saw when I came home that day Or the one I'd run to when I had a bad day, I'm sorry you didn't hear me write these, you'd have been so proud, And you weren't there to lift me up on a cloud, Sorry you weren't there to tell me there's nothing to fear, But then again you should have been here, I'm sorry you weren't the one to teach me to ride a bike, Or the one who took me on my first ride. I'm sorry you weren't the one wh

A poem about the End Of Days, when the world will end by either fire or ice. "Fire and Ice" is one of Robert Frost's most popular poems. It was first published in 1920 in Harper's Magazine. "Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice." 

Bessie Rayner Parkes lived from 1829-1925. She was an English feminist who became an editor of the Britain's first feminist magazine. This poem showcases how nature creates a concert for anyone who stops to listen. "Sweet melody amidst the moving spheres Breaks forth, a solemn and entrancing sound, A harmony whereof the earth's green hills Give but the faintest echo; yet is there A music everywhere, and concert sweet! All birds which sing amidst the forest deep Till the flowers listen with unfolded bells; All winds that murmur over summer grass, Or curl the waves upon the pebbly shore; Chiefly all earnest human voices rais'd In charity and for the cause of truth, Mingle together in one sacred chord, And float, a grateful incense, up to God.

In the circus tent of a hurricane designed by a drunken god my extravagant heart blows up again in a rampage of champagne-colored rain and the fragments whir like a weather vane while the angels all applaud. Daring as death and debonair I invade my lion's den; a rose of jeopardy flames in my hair yet I flourish my whip with a fatal flair defending my perilous wounds with a chair while the gnawings of love begin. Mocking as Mephistopheles, eclipsed by magician's disguise, my demon of doom tilts on a trapeze, winged rabbits revolving about his knees, only to vanish with devilish ease in a smoke that sears my eyes.

J. R. R. Tolkien is famous for his fantasy novels The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings. This poem was sung by Sam Gamgee in The Lord of the Rings. Audio clips can be found of J. R. R. Tolkien singing this song himself. Troll sat alone on his seat of stone, And munched and mumbled a bare old bone; For many a year he had gnawed it near, For meat was hard to come by. Done by! Gum by! In a cave in the hills he dwelt alone, And meat was hard to come by. Up came Tom with his big boots on. Said he to Troll: "Pray, what is yon? For it looks like the shin o' my nuncle Tim, As should be a-lyin' in graveyard. Caveyard! Paveyard! This many a year has Tim been gone, And I thought he were lyin' in graveyard." "My lad," said Troll, "this bone I stole. But what be bones that lie in a hole? Thy nuncle was dead as a lump o' lead, Afore I found his shinbone. Tinbone! Thinbone! He can spare a share for a poor old troll, For he don't nee

William Shakespeare (1564-1616) is regarded by many as one of the greatest poets/playwrights in history. This poem is an excerpt from his play "As you like it" The poem compares the world to a stage and life to a play, and catalogs seven stages in a man's life: infant, schoolboy, lover, soldier, justice, pantaloon, and old age, facing imminent death. The poem suggests that each stage in a man's life calls upon him to play another role. All The World's A Stage "All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,

Much of the inspiration for Derek Walcott's poetry comes from the history of Saint Lucia, where he was born. This poem has a theme of accepting yourself as you are. Before you can love others, you need to love yourself. Love After Love "The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other's welcome, And say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was yourself. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life, whom you ignored for another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life.

This selection, entitled, "The Paradoxical Commandments", was written by Kent M. Keith in 1968 when he was a 19 year old Harvard Student. Since then, it has been quoted by millions and even mistakenly attributed to Mother Teresa who had a version hung as a poem on a wall in her Children's Home in Calcutta. The text contains 10 commandments. The theme and the paradox is to persevere in doing good for humanity and acting with integrity even if your efforts aren't appreciated. "People are illogical, unreasonable, and self- centered. Love them anyway. If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives. Do good anyway. If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway. The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway. Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable. Be honest and frank anyway. The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest men and

Walk with me along the path, And reach up towards the sky, I'll be right beside you, Through each new thing you try. And anytime you're ready, I'll give you wings to fly. If you've come upon some roadblocks, That you struggle to get through, Just know that I have gone ahead, To clear the path for you. And soon you'll find the place, That you have been walking too. Walk with me, talk with me, I'll hear each laugh and cry. I'll be your help in trouble, Your protector and ally, And anytime you're ready, I'll give you wings to fly.

Poem About The Test Of Time Inspirational Poem about a friend who has passed the most important test of all, the test of time. A Friend I've never had a friend so dear A friend who's there to dry my tears Now that time has taken its toll You're still my friend while I grow old Years have brought about a change But I won't worry you're still the same People may walk away and leave but You're are here to share my grief As life goes on, I will praise you name, Because the love you have has never changed You've been my friend though thick and thin I glorify your name until the end No matter what others may think I'll yell, scream, and give you all the ranks Now I close my letter to you my friend But my heart is open please come on in I love you

What Was God Thinking? Sometimes you have two friends who seem the opposite in every way yet they get along like two peas in a pod. What was God thinking when he decided to send you here? Didn't he know that you were meant for a heavenly palace full of sweet dreams? Not a world full of corruption, disaster, and disease You're too good for this place, and I fit perfectly I'm evil, you're pure, I ruin, you cure You say you're not perfect I say I'm no angel but... I guess we've found perfection in one another's soul Absolution in each others eyes And a kind assurance in one another's voices that we will always be there for each other What was God thinking when he decided to send you here? For whatever reason he had... I'm thankful we have each other.

A description of the perfect friend A friend is someone we turn to when our spirits need a lift, A friend is someone we treasure for our friendship is a gift. A friend is someone who fills our lives with beauty, joy, and grace And makes the whole world we live in a better and happier place.

As we fall asleep images pass through our minds, that person that passed fleetingly through our life, could she be the one true love? As she walked on by You could see a glint in her eye It started with a smile And lasted awhile She told him of her dream wondering what it would mean Had she scared him away or would he stay He lay awake all night trying to fight, what seemed so right A simple txt, a nervous reply How could he deny True love, that walked on by

Friendships don't always take the usual form, you may be a friend to someone that you never even met. So many things shape what we become Minute to large influences add up to one sum Many individuals have touched our paths From the preachers who preached to our folks who gave baths And those parents must have shown us a lesson or two And our teachers often taught us the false and the true Even neighbors who helped with a requisite loan Or relatives we'd only met on the phone Without any we'd be somehow different today If still present we're thankful for the roles that they play But it's hard to believe you've touched someone the same They may not have known you or even your name But believe that we're significant in this brief life We help one another through lessons and strife There's hope and there's friendship with others who care We're never alone in these lives that we share So let fellowship grow among women and

Hold my hands so I can lead you to a beautiful land A land where there's no more suffering, pain nor tears and there I'll know you'll be safe in that beautiful land Hold my hands tight as we soar in the sky to see what's ahead behind that beautiful light Hold my hands and don't let go Lean on me when you are not strong and I'll carry you all the way home Don't doubt when I am not around, instead close your eyes, because I am only a wish away. Teach me how to have strength like you Cause even when you are sick, I'll never know

Angels come in many forms even the form of a human. Read this poems Everyone should believe in angels They surround you everyday They help and protect you Love and care for you They try not to let you down But even angels make mistakes Do you believe is angels? I do I call them my friends They do all the things an angel should They make you laugh when you're sad Make you feel better when you're sick Stand up for you when you're tormented Love you when you feel as if no one does Doesn't that sound like an angel To me it does Everyone needs an angel At least one good one Or your life isn't complete And won't be Till you find your special angel.

Poem About What Friends Will Do For Each Other I wrote this poem after seeing this one picture. It had a guy, sitting down and looking down, and a girl sitting next to him. The guy was saying "I'm all alone", and the girl was saying "I'm here". The guy was completely unaware of the girls presence, as he wasn't looking up. This poem is from the girls perspective and how she feels. She must have felt so sad from being neglected day after day by the boy. But even though it was sad, she still would have stayed with him, until the very end. If you feel there's nothing else to do, If you think no-one's here for you, Turn your head and look at me, Because by your side, I'll always be. Through today, unto tomorrow, I'll help you get through this sorrow, Holding your hand, right by your side, Together we can spread our wings and fly. Away from this terrible place, To a land, where happiness, is all that we'll face, T

Share Your Dreams Poem It is scary to share your dreams with another. Will she respect and love them like you do, or will she laugh that you even dreamed daring dreams. Do you have the strength for friendship? Come with me and share your dreams we'll sit on clouds and float down streams we'll laugh together as we play and you'll tell me your dreams throughout the day come on now don't be shy you don't have to worry for we won't say goodbye take my hand we shall fly like a dove we don't have to come down, we'll forever float above I care about your thoughts and dreams I'd shine on you all the sun beams you don't have to lie to me, you don't have to be fake say whatever you want, I know its something I can take there are no rules with me, do what ever you want all day long the only thing I ask is that you tell me your dreams and be strong so come with me and share your dreams we'll sit on clouds and float down st

A heart once thought to be closed forever has been touched by an angel in the form of a mother and may never be the same. They never knew the hurt inside, I always tried to smile with pride, They don't know how I really feel, I never try to talk and heal, I always come across so tough, But in the end it's not enough, I never have been truly loved, That's when she came, Full of love, her arms open, Now without her it's not the same, She loves me so, Now I know, She's on my side, Our hearts to never divide. I love you mom.

I was just having a bad day, and needed to talk to someone. I wished that if I had an angel, someone that was really special, that I could tell anything to, that was all I really needed. Ever mess up and can't fix your mistake Only have one friend, cause they're too hard to make Ever feel alone, by yourself in the world sit in bed at night as your brain starts to twirl ever been hurt so bad that you can't recover no one to talk to not a friend sister or brother all you got left to do is pray pray for a better way. cause when life gives you trouble, what can you do? pray that god sends an angel to you. cause if you had an angel to brighten your smile sit and talk to you once and a while imagine your problems disappear if only a friend would appear so pray, pray for a better way, it's all you got left to do pray God sends an angel to you.

This is a promise to all my friends and family that I will always be here for them. And you all my viewers When you're sad and depressed, I will be here to put a smile on your face. When you're angry and frustrated, I will be here to calm you down. When you're hurt and in tears, I will be here to wipe them away and mend the pain. When you're lonely and have no one, I will be here to comfort you. When you're feeling unloved and unwanted, I will be here to tell you how very important you are. When you're having a bad day and need to lash out, I will be here to let you let off steam, you can yell at me. When there is something on your mind that you need to say, I will be here to listen and understand. When you're lost in confusion, I will be here to help you figure things out. When you feel like you're going crazy, I will be here to bring you back to sanity. When you are so overwhelmed and need to get away, I will be here with ope

An Angel For A Friend Some friends are so perfect for us that they are put into the category of angels. We know that they could only have been seen by God. I have the greatest friend on earth Sisters by God but not by birth I owe her a lot for all she has done for me Without her in my life I am not sure where I'd be We will be best friends forever until we die We have certain jokes that no one would understand but her and I Together we share our life story We look for good in others glory She is amazing every single day I admire and look up to her in every way She understands me and I don't have to explain She brings her sunshine to the rain Someone sent by god to do great things One of heaven's angels with no visible wings If you ever meet kamto  then you will see Why she is the definition of the greatest friend to me. Kamto, thanks for always being there for me You have shown me just how best friends should