Let them live as they wish.
A bustling city
filled with magnificent buildings,
and perfectly polished cars,
but never a moment of peace.
I’d rather live on rolling hills
underneath a vast sky.
To wander through fields,
and bask in the morning sun.
To smell the sweet perfume of the
lilac trees.
I’d rather live in peace
than to be surrounded by never ending
streets,
and the constant rerring of cars
passing by
I’d rather live unseen by all but
a few
than to have everyone know my
name.
If I could live as I wish
I’d rather live in
peace...
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 3:38 PM UTC
What is poetry?
A way to let your memory live on through the ages?
What is poetry?
A way to show your emotions when you have nothing left to say?
What is poetry?
A fire burning brilliantly in a world of dark?
What is poetry?
A river flowing ever onward
What is poetry?
A song to be sung to all the world to echo forever and ever...
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 3:37 PM UTC
One thought leads to another
Never has a statement been so true
But have you ever thought about why
You must question everything you do?
Do you trust yourself to make the right decision
Or do you just tell yourself you do?
Why must you rely on others
When you’re not sure what to do?
Can you take a leap of faith
a Step into the dark?
Leave all you love behind
and make a new start?
You must rely on your decisions
Make up your own mind
Keep on pressing forward
Through the dark that lies ahead
Think about what to do
But please don’t doubt yourself
Never ever do....
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 3:35 PM UTC