Your eyes gleam like the ocean in the sunset
Your hair dark like the stallion in your soul
I can’t get enough of you and I never will
You brighten my day every time we’re together
When you smile, I can breathe
And the look on your face tells your soul
You’re an amazing girl and I hope I reach you
I will always love you, ‘till the end
At a time when humanity was at a crossroads
One man made a change
The world was transformed with one idea
The city that followed had great pride
Until the world got in on the prize
Now the land lay in ruin
Worse than it’s ever been before
And the cure is… there is no cure
Friendship is key in a time of need
The people around you can define you
Make the right choices and you win
Find yourself falling and you fail
Friendship is everything
Loneliness is pain
The days run together,
Like a water color painting.
Hoping for a day with bad-weather,
The sun seems like its staining,
Its brightness is damaging his eye.
The calming of the moon frees him,
Night is the time he wants to buy,
The effect of the drugs dimming him
In knowing the next nights come,
It brings him comfort and pain.
The decision to enter the slum,
Was what got the addict slain.
People say they love the outdoors
But they secretly cheat
Barely saving a can
They cry over pollution.
Though accomplishing every feat
We slowly meet our fate
A slow, damaging defeat
Of the place we call home.
You’ve seen the world
The good and bad
From Vietnam to Australia
Made memories, lost friends
You had to get out, it’s okay
You make me want to be the best I can be
But I’m not sure I know how
When I look in the mirror,
What do I see?
A young man, happy and free,
Or a scared little boy
The man is on the outside,
For the outside world,
But the boy screams for release.
Childhood never dies,
It just gets hidden by responsibility
The man looked deep into himself,
He saw a man with no control.
If a drink passed his eyes,
Or a joint passed his nose,
And he crumbles under pressure.
The man knew he had to stop,
But the temptations continued.
The day he quit, he duly celebrated,
With a special story he just wrote.
He kept writing and found a new vice.
His writing was his drugs,
And he was stuck again.
The trees sway, the air chills
A storm is coming and it will be bad
The lights and sounds of destruction
And it’s the best time I’ve ever had
The ground shook like never before
Towers swayed and bridges buckled
The people around were unaware,
Of the wall of water in the air
The power of nature so pure and evil
Thousands dead in seconds
Only for the rest to be killed slowly
By man-made troubles
The people will never be the same
Every generation, is worse than the last
“Those rotten kids” the grey old men would say
It was not “worse,” but different, until now
The new generation of kids has no morals
No values to abide by, no guidance.
Blame it on media, or parenting
But it is the future, and we need to fix it
Time will continue long after I’m gone
It will remain long after anyone reading this
It keeps us on track for the day,
As well as measures the age of a person
It is one of the last remaining mysteries
That plague the earth, will we ever know?
Or is this just a useless search
Like when you lose the remote and can’t find it
No matter how hard you look,
Maybe it will be like when you’ re about to quit,
Just to find the answer under your butt
We can only hope
Happiness is a feeling
Sacred to all
To truly be happy
You must love yourself
To love yourself
The story begins in the heart
It moves to the brain
The decisions we make,
When they are good
They help our love, keep us sane
They save our souls
A true American icon, a hero.
Helped guide millions in crises,
From World War 2 to today.
Allowing people to be vicarious,
He gave the nation hope,
At a time when they needed it most.
He changed America and has saved lives.
Comics can impact people like church.
The hustling, bustling speed of the city,
People rushing, racing each other all day.
No one takes time to stop and look, the pity.
To look at what we built, how the bays changed
Beauty in every road, every building and sign
The natural sights are growing slim
Skyscrapers rise taller than mountains
The natural lighting is growing dim
We trade waterfalls for fountains
The nature of humanity is to grow
People of old are longing for the past
Traffic hugs sharp turns like young rivers flow
The progress of humanity moves fast
Humanity is alive. Humanity is beauty.
The taste of her lips
The smell of her hair
Stuck to him, he smiled
The thought of her face
Made him want to run for joy
The energy she gave him
Helped him get through
Even the toughest times
My passion is clear,
I want to be a writer.
My poetry is un-rhythmic,
As it rarely flows the way it should.
I read other’s work and they have such talent
Nervous I won’t make it,
I struggle to do the best I can
He longs to feel her touch,
She longs to feel his skin.
The ecstasy they breathe,
Harmoniously makes music.
They wish to be nowhere else,
As they feel the power of nature.
The ecstasy they breathe together,
Will be the ecstasy they breathe forever.
The rush is here, are you done yet?
I wish I could say I was.
So many people working so hard,
Just to pay someone else some money.
To all the accountants of the world,
It’s a day of jubilation.
But, one of sorrow for the rest.
Will they ever come out on top?
Like the days of their youth,
When they’d get their pennies back.
Tax returns bring joy and happiness,
But the filing brings tears and heartache.
Your words cut like a knife,
Your actions make me scared.
The feelings you give me full of strife,
It seems like you forget what we shared.
I’m afraid of losing you,
But you leave me no choice.
If you cant be nice to me,
If we cant talk civilly,
I can’t be with you.
I love you more than anything,
But out timing is all wrong.
Our days may be numbered baby.