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Where would you go if you had one chance to leave, would you sleep whithout having a single dream, would you breath without having your lung, or would you prefer to live and love and not live to die.
And so he asked me do i Do it for the love or the fight Both honestly we all tryna make It in this world choose your path And to each yout zone mine so happens To be a vibe Music its like a blood
Does he remember The smiles He once brought to my face? Does he remember The way Our hearts would race? Does he remember The sparks That once flew so freely?
Whisps of ashy gray smoke occasionally drift over the walls. Sometimes, when the wind blows just the right way, I can smell the charred, silent world outside of my fortress.
F-O-U-R Sissel South
Mental growth is fuel. flawless and perseverant. Dreams become goals. Go.
I wonder if thou hath dots on thy face
He is the ocean, the calming blue sea, teaming with vibrant life, and miles and miles of open space
My eyes can see like a hawk, my ears hear like a hound I can see that there is no more us, I can hear this heart breaking sound
She looks at the moon She starts to sing a tune a dream she had this afternoon In the desert she would roam Looking for a place called Home Were that is she doesn't know
I still hold onto you like a newborn baby to his mother. Stuck to you like rain in the clouds You are my heartbeat, although, I should let go I cannot let go on what's been with me for so long
How could you easily let go the one thing you said you love without a protest without a fight and leave it there broken walking away. You say it hurt you to release your grasp
Go Don't go Stop Don't go don't stop React Don't react Think Don't react don't think Decide Don't decide Feel, because as you grow
Change is hard, but growth is good and I've never seen one occur without the other unless someone is just extremely stubborn Changes of mates, change of place change of mind. It all means one thing
When you go, will you go slow? Or maybe fast, rushing so you won't be last. Perhaps you don't care, your only thought is of getting there. Do you need to be led,
Regret, loneliness, anger, sadness and fear; These are the emotions that consume me. My high hope is what gets me through the year, Hoping to one day wade in the calm sea. Staying positive is my greatest plight;
It’s been 12 yearsOf chores, work and sweat.We didn’t ask for itBut overall it was okay. We meet peopleSome were horribleSome were greatBut overall they were okay.
Congratulations, they said. I’m finally finished, is the thought running through your head. What a journey this has been. I thought I’d be excited, but I’m sad to see it end. Meeting new people, learning new things.
Freshman year, We tried our best, Avoided Seniors, Passed our tests. Hazing came, In various ways, A book check here and there, But we were safe most days.
Days go by and still I think Of where I’ll go and what I’ll be My heart screams when is it my turn to reach the key?!
That look is a look that can be seen a thousand miles. That look changes lives and create smiles. That look flows from a mother's approval to a daughter's heart. That look shows that the girl is smart.
We often try so hard For things to remain the same Like a secret moment created just for you Frozen in time A memory we constantly return to Taking comfort like a warm blanket
I see the clock counting time, The minutes passing by. tic tock tic tock… The noise in beat with my heart Is it the end of an hour, Or just a new start? Tic tock tic tock…
Change the Setting, The environment I am in now is just a plain turn style sequence of scenes. Memories I have are only forming drab chains around my wrists trying to restrain me.
Your heart has stopped, it beats steadfast. All the sudden the silence passed. A pain in your chest amassed. Finally, your hearts beating fast.