In nature's tender grasp, a rose unfolds,
A symphony of grace, a tale to be told,
Its petals, like whispers, soft and light,
In delicate beauty, they take their flight.

A delicate rose, a marvel to behold,
Its fragility, a story untold,
Yet within its vulnerability lies,
The strength to bloom 'neath open skies.

Each petal, a canvas, painted with care,
A masterpiece of nature, beyond compare,
As gentle as a lover's touch,
Its beauty is enchanting, oh, so much!

A blush of pink, a hint of red,
A delicate rose, its colors widespread,
In morning dew or twilight's embrace,
Its allure shines with heavenly grace.

As time weaves its tapestry, days go by,
The delicate rose, it too will sigh,
But in its fading glory, it imparts,
A lesson of beauty, engraved in hearts.

So cherish the moments, the joys it brings,
Like a delicate rose, life's ephemeral wings,
In each fleeting bloom, love's message is clear,
Embrace the beauty that's ever near.

In the garden next door, a rose does bloom,
A captivating beauty that chases away gloom,
Its petals unfurl like a lady's allure,
Reminding me of a woman, radiant and pure.

A beautiful rose, ablaze with grace,
Each petal's touch, a delicate embrace,
Its fragrance whispers secrets in the air,
Just like her presence, beyond compare.

With colors that dance in the morning light,
A symphony of hues, a mesmerizing sight,
Like her smile that lights up the day,
In my heart, her essence finds a way.

The thorns that guard this wondrous bloom,
Symbolize strength in times of gloom,
A reflection of her spirit, steadfast and true,
A woman of courage, who knows what to do.

As seasons pass, the rose will remain,
Its beauty enduring, free from any strain,
Just like the memory of that woman divine,
A timeless treasure in this heart of mine.

The neighbor's rose, a gift to behold,
A reminder of a woman, radiant and bold,
In nature's embrace, I find her trace,
A beautiful memory that time won't erase.

In the heart of Rio's rhythmic nights,
Where samba swirls in carnival lights,
There danced a Latina with a magic spell,
Her name, Maria, like a sweet caravel.

In her arms, a daughter with eyes so bright,
An emblem of love, a guiding light,
Together they swayed, a waltz divine,
In the tender embrace of love's design.

Enchanting Samba Dreams, the name they knew,
For when they moved, the world would view,
Maria's smile, a beacon of grace,
In her presence, all found a sacred space.

Her laughter, like music, filled the air,
A melody that banished every care,
With every giggle, a symphony played,
A joyous symposium that never decayed.

Her daughter's eyes, like stars above,
Reflecting the depths of a mother's love,
In them, Maria saw her own soul,
A testament of a love that made her whole.

Through moonlit nights and sunlit days,
Their bond, unbreakable in countless ways,
Enchanting Samba Dreams, forever they'll be,
A tale of love, for all to see.

In the realm of beauty, there she stands,
A Latina queen with gentle hands.
Her precious daughter, a precious pearl,
Together, they form a radiant whirl.

Her smile, a sunburst in the sky,
Makes me feel like a child so spry,
With joyous heart and laughter sweet,
In her presence, life feels complete.

Her eyes, like morning dew so pure,
Glistening on grass, a sight to allure,
They hold a depth, a universe untold,
In their depths, my heart finds its stronghold.

Her grace, a dance of colors bright,
Like blossoms that adorn the night,
With every step, a rhythm flows,
Enchanting all wherever she goes.

Her heritage, a tapestry grand,
Woven with love, across the land,
A rich culture, a vibrant hue,
In her veins, history rings true.

Her love for her daughter, strong and clear,
A bond so pure, nothing to fear,
She nurtures, guides with tender care,
Their love, a treasure they both share.

With every passing moment, I find,
Her essence fills my heart and mind,
Her presence, a gift from above,
This beautiful Latina woman I love.

I sit in the dark looking at a midnight sky.
With one star focused in my eye.

As I stare into your eyes.
I see the holy Grail.
Into darkness the sunlight dies.
I know my heart is weak and frail.

My heart says it will never work.
My mind says it will offer mercy.
I see your quite and clear smirk.
As I already know I am unworthy.

My heart hurts and longs for you.
Now that you know how I feel.
I can see the hatered on you too.
For I found how to heal, and deal.

No need to surrender.
My heart is unhurt.
You can have the constent indever.
Because you stepped me into the dirt.

I walk the street, and all I do is weap.
For all I see is anger, and haetred.
People stuck sleeping and eating on the street.
I see them begging for money on the corner.
Just to get one meal for the day.
I don't like watching good honest people.
Down on there luck asking, but no one helps.
It makes me mad , and all so sad.
All I can think of is.
What if this was me or my loved one.
Would any one help?
Will I have food today?
Why will no one give me a chance?
Is it because I am down in a hole?
I see this everyday, I try to help when I can.
But its not enough. Alli can think of is.
Why will no one help the ones in need.
Ya they might not have jobs but if I can help.
Wheather it be $1 or a place to stay.
I know how it is, I don't wish any that.
So if I help, that means more people can.
I barely make enough to hold myself afloat.
I see my heart sinking like a boat.
Every time I see amazing people.
Eating off the street, and sleeping under a bridge.
As I walk down the street all I do is weap.

so i have had a friend make i poetry site for my poems yall should check it out http://poemsbyjesse.weebly.com/

I see this person so full of cheer.
I see this person who ordered a beer.
I see this person with a beautiful smile.
I see this person who would walk a mile.
I see this person with two hearts to hold.
I see this person who can't stand the cold.
I see this person that looks at me.
I see this person with eyes of glee.
I see this person through thick and thin.
I see this person who wants to win.
I see this person I want to be.
I see this person I will never be.
I see my body in the mirror.
I see this person so full and bright.
I see this person in my bed at night.
I see him all the time, but sadly I can never be

What is with the Chinese or whatever writing it is going on in this place?

I have a few words to say about this bullying that is going on in school's these days. So here goes.

Hello my name is Jesse Packard I am 21 and I was bullied everyday in school and in my regular life. I was in a deep dark time in my life while in school cause I had one friend and everyone... And I mean EVERYONE picked on me because I was short and I was a special needs child. I found that the only thing that would make life better was to **** myself and just leave my loved ones. So I tried but every time I tried all I could see was my family.

At school most of the kids hit me and most of the teachers said horrible things about me. Like how I was going to be nothing and I was gay, and how my family didn't even care that I was alive. I got tired of it and I told a teacher that if he told me I was " to ******* ******* to get my GED" one more time that he would not like the outcome. The next day in first period he walked up to me and said it again. So what did I do I let my anger get to me and I decked him in the face and broke his nose. I then walked out of the school told them all to go to hell. My parents were mad but I told them what happened and my dad hugged me and told me he was proud of me for the first time in my life.

Look at me now I have my GED and I have the job I have been dreaming of. To say that bullying was a good thing I can't do but if it wasn't for it I would not have strived so hard to show everyone that I was going to do what I said I was going to do. I love my family, and most importantly I love my gf and my 5 month old baby boy. I will keep on striving to make an amazing life for my boy and my girl. I will sacrifice all just to know that they are doing well. And my dad told me he was proud of me for the second time when my boy was born. I will never stop giving to my family and I will love them.

I have done everything for my girl and baby boy because I never thought that my love for her and him would knock away all the pain from being bullied in school. I know that this is the girl that I'm going to marry because make me feel like I am enough and nothing less. So if you are being bullied please send me a Private message if you would like to talk about it with a person who knows exactly how you feel.

As I hold you ever so tight, and gentally.
We kiss for our love so soft and sweet.

As I tell you all my flaws.
You rip my heart with your massive claws.

As I feel my heart tearing open.
You tell me you love me, and try not to hurt me.

I can't help if I am not perfect.
But trust me girl you aren't either.

I try to work through all the pain and suffering.
You have no idea that I'm even alive.

You say I have never tried.
So I stopped and you killed me.

I worry about you every day.
Just to get my heart ripped again.

You and your son mean the world to me.
But until you see that I have tried my best.

I will never be good enough for you.
So leave me alone to wilt like a cut rose in the sun.

Please if you love me like you say you do.
Just go and never return.

My heart can not take much more if this.
I feel like it is going into a rut that can never be fixed.

From my head to my toes I love you.
And the beat thing you can do is leave.

I was told if you love something, let it go.
If it returns than it was meant to be yours.

So just go and I'll die alone.
Hopping that one day you will return.

Her eyes are more magnificent than the Summer Sun.
And more brilliant than the winter sky.
Her hair flows like the rolling mountains.
And has more color than Northern Lights.
Her lips are red like an Apple.
And sweeter than a peach.
Her soul is rich and full of life.
And her personality is larger than life.
Her body is curvy like a beautifully landscaped roads.
And more beautiful than Yellowstone.
To see the beauty in one you most see everything.
Not just one thing.
I love you babe and want you to know that.
There is nothing that will change the way I see you....

I don't know whether or not I'll live long.
I don't know when I'll be gone.
But as long as I have you.
I know God will bare down upon us.

              So I'll ask this question......


               Will you marry me.
                            Check
                               Yes.
                                 or.
                                no

my dad used to say,
Sticks and Stones may break my bones,
but words will never hurt me.

Well i say to this little poem.
You talk words that dont mean a thing.
because you want to hurt someone with words that are cheap.
Also you are to lazy to create something so you feel good putting people down.
To say that you are a nice person i can not condone.
for i may be stupid and crazy at times.
but i am the nicest person you will ever meet.
so i tell you the same thing when you try to put me down.
and i hold my head up high, because your words are cheap and weak.
and also frowned upon. So thank you for your words they make me strong.

Its almost time for me to leave
I dont want you to sit and grieve
I have to do this to better my life
Than sit here and pretend i have one
Im going to be gone for a year or two
But trust me ill be back to tie your shoe
Ttrucking school is going to be rough
So i know ill have to be tough
But every time i see your picture
I can feel your presence next to me
I dont want to leave you so soon
But i have to leave the nest sometime
I can say ill miss you, but you wont feel my words
Ill have to show you how much i care, so if i dare
Will you take this ring, to show you how much i care
I know its not much but i promise
When i get back, we can be together
I also know that im sure you are shocked
But i had to ask just to see if you would accept
And if you dont than it is ok
I understand that you may not like me
So i bid you adieu.
And let you know i still love you

I feel like she has no clue I'm even here.
I feel like she see's past me and looks at the one who is near.
I feel as if she wouldn't even give me a chance if i tried.
I feel so low that i could probably die.
In this crazy thing they call a bad crush.

I see the one that i want and try so hard.
I see her go through all the bad stuff its blurred.
I see how she lives her life.
I see how she wont accept me to make her happy.
In this crazy thing they call a bad love

I know she wont like the man i have become.
I know she wont like the stuff i have done.
I know all that she has been through.
I know that no matter what she will go back to the bad guy.
In this crazy thing they call the friend zone.

Although she does not like me in that way.
I know i can always be in her life as a friend.
To be there when she cries, and there when she lies.

I am moving so this will be hard.
I am going to some place better, and not so scarred.
I told her i would always watch her no matter the cost.
As i lied there bleeding under a bus.
That they call death.

how is beauty defined, in the way we speak? Noo there is no way to speak true beauty. Beauty is defined by the way we think, so there is no way to speak it because beauty is also in the eye of the beholder. All of this is leading up to this story. So before you say that a person is ugly or stupid please THINK.

I was called ugly today by this girl, even though she was 16.
I think that she was just being mean but then she said you stupid *** don't belong here.
So inaskded her a question. How is beauty defind? She replied by what I see and hear.
I said ehhhh wrong, it is defined by what we think just because you think I'm ugly doesn't mean other people think the same way.
And also I can talk to you about this all day.
So she instised on me telling her what I thought about her.
So I said well my first thought was she was way out of my league, but now that she spatt out a bunch of **** that. I did not care for how someone looks in care about personality. And I also told her to think about what she says before dissing someone behind their back.

But moral of the story is please think before you say **** please because it only makes you like an ***.

good morning beautiful
Only I can see your wonderful
can't believe it's  so plentiful

Everything you do is so magnificent
I can't even rhyme with ificent
To think its you I love so true
And no star can shine as bright as you
So good morning to you

Goodnight to all and have some laughs
This man of me has to sleep
So i bid you a due
To say goodnight and sleep with a Jew
Sweet dreams to all
And may wishes upon a star come true

sitting here looking at a star
on the hood of my car
thinking about a scar
that you left on my heart
you left holes, and i fell apart
i told you we could never have a restart
because i am not state of the art

you told me i was a ***
and said i would live in the slum
but i know im more like a ripe plum
waiting for the person to wipe off your ****
and pick me up like a delicate plum
i know that i am not all that big
but i know the person will say yum

i'm not to bad, to be with you
i'm not to bad, for being true
i'm not to bad, to fall through
i'm not to bad, with a kazoo
i'm not to bad, to stick with you
i'm not to bad, with a tattoo
i'm not to bad, out of the blue
i'm not to bad, cause i love you

i **** at poems so this i write
to be at your bed side tonight
not for a one night stand
but to be with you for the rest of my life

i hope you know that this true
for i want to be with only you
i know ive yelled till my face was blue
im sorry i have not been there for you
but im trying to get my life towards you

babe im sorry, and i still love you
because god made nothing more true
than my love for you.

thanks for your support,
because without you,
i would be a random haiku,
although this is not a haiku,
i still thank you,

As we stare at the stars.
We look at Jupiter and Mars.
I look at you, and you look at me.
I see again such wonderful beauty.
I get on one knee. and ask will you marry me.
You say YES with tears filling your eyes.
I put the ring on you'er finger,  and say what a surprise.
As the starlight dies, I kiss you ever so gently.
And i ask what will you'er mom think.
You reply "she will be happy i met a man like you".