Your laugh is gold,
And your smile it shines.
I've never met someone so bold,
So clever and refined.
You are truly a beautiful soul.

Your words are thoughtful,
And your lips so soft.
You are so able,
Your spirt aloft.
You truly are a beautiful soul.

How did you find me?
How was I so blessed?
You set me free,
You've brought out my best.
You truly are a beautiful soul.

I stay up late,
To talk to you.
You brown haired girl,
You have no clue.

You do not know,
How much you mean.
Of all the girls,
You're the best I've seen.

You make my day,
With just your smile.
You may fall asleep,
But I'm still happy all the while.

I hope you know,
That you're the best.
You're truly better,
Than all the rest.

I'll write this poem tomorrow...

Starry night,
Oh spacious skies.
Your wondrous beauty,
Glints of my eyes.

I look at you,
With wonder and awe.
I love clear skies,
And I hate the fog.

I stay up late,
To see you shine.
You're always worth it,
Every time.

Weekend philosophers,
We search for what's right,
We open our mouths,
Letting words take flight.
They blow where they will,
The wind guilds our soul.
We are free from all,
Only truth takes hold.
Weekend philosophers,
Ideas so distant.
Yet we reach for them,
All so persistent.
So bring on the world,
Let life take it's course.
For I am prepared,
No time for remorse.

The mischief minds of men,
Haunted by their thoughts and ideas;
stuck in their ambitions,
And the search for perfection.

This utopia they seek,
Is nothing more than a shadow;
Comprehensible by the eye,
But unreachable for the soul.

Nevertheless the mind pushes on,
The trail getting ever so long;
It is here we are lost,
It is here we will die.

You




















































Me

Call me Nemo
For I am a nobody.
I have no skills or talents.
I'm not even sure,
Why I'm on this earth,
I just upset the balance.

Call me Nemo
For I am a nobody.
No one understands why I hide.
I don't want to be found,
Especially by you,
You're the one who lied.

Call me Nemo
For I am a nobody.
I'm not looking to stand out.
I don't want trophy,
Or a special award,
That's not what I'm about.

Call me Nemo
For I am a nobody.
It's time I tell my tale.
I've never like,
This world we've build,
It's certainly bound to fail.

You're the only star I can see through my telescope.

I met this girl,
A few weeks ago.
She's pretty and smart,
And she loves the snow.

Her smile like gold,
Her laugh like a dream.
You get lost in her eyes,
For hours it seems.

I wish I could tell her,
How how much I care.
She means the world to me,
And that I swear.

T̶̩̝̱̣ͤ́̃h̶͈̞ͫ̋ͤ̃ͅi̩͔̼̯̰̰͓̾̋̃͘ṡ͇͇͖ͩ̅̉͞ͅ ͉̪̫̹̳͍̝̉͘    ȋ̡̘͈̥̼̗̪̭̀̅ś̥͓̖ͨ̏͑͞ ̛͍̯̻̪̔   ẁͬ̔҉̙͎̜̪̥̲̩h͎̯͇ͩ̆́ͣ͠a͈͎̣̣̱͉͈͋͊͡ͅt̢̟͕̟̻̯̲̟̊́͒ ̾҉̤͍͓̠ͅ    m̷͇̲͙̬ͤ͐͊ỳ͍̩̩͂̅ͮ͝    b͔̤̘̲͈̳̩̿͜ͅr̖̪̘̩̮͒ͨ͟ả̩̰̯̩̒͊̆͘ȋ̧͔̤͎͉̩͋n͔͕͖̺̤̹̓͡ ̴̫͚͇̈́͂ͭ   f̻̣̬̫͙̭̦̹̓ͬ͟e͖̬̼̹̹̮̬ͯ͛̓͠e̛̖͔̩͎̙̲ͫ̃l̛̯̞ͮ̏̂s̹͓̖͍͚͌ͯ̕ ̽ͯ́   ľ̶͙͕̠͕̣͓͈͈í͍̭̞̹̠̍̊͡k̸̪̼͓̺̜͖͉̮̿̋ͣ̾e̯̻̬̋͘ ̹̯̩͉̯͙̱͇̍͂ͩ͠    s̲̱̈̀o̸̩̳̼̲̓͆͆ͦm̷̬̞̐̓ͬe͗ͫ҉̫̟̱t̶̝͉͍͈̉i͗̇ͣ͏̳͈m̴͖͈̝̊­͍e̝̪̍ͮͣ͞s̤͉̖̦͈̩̟̈̚͡.̱̼ͥ͊́́̚

I used to make of people with acne.
Their faces all gross and red.
I never realized how hard it was,
Until I found myself wishing I was dead.

It struck me head on,
Literally right in the face.
I was covered in acne.
From my forehead to base.

I never saw it coming,
It just suddenly appeared.
I was horrified and scared,
It was worse then I feared.

I now understood,
How other people had felt.
I hated myself,
And the hand I has dealt.

But by the grace of the gods,
My acne subsided.
Thanks to my doctor,
And the drugs she provided.

I look much better now,
Than I did at my worst.
And I have a new perspective,
Different then my first.

So next time I see a kid,
With acne galore,
I won't make fun of them,
This I swore.

The stars are long gone,
They've fled far away.
What's left is just lighting,
But I think we'll still stay.

We are unafraid,
As we lay here so still.
This night will be ours,
It's destinies will.

So keep back the rains,
From the watery sky.
This night is now ours,
Please don't question why.

Time comes to a close,
It crept up so fast,
I hope to see you again,
This won't be out last.

Stuck in this hole,
With no way out.
I've dug to deep,
Now I just pout.

So I sit down and cry,
I start to give in.
Then I remember my choice
And I'm choosing to win.

So I stand up with pride,
And new found passion.
I start digging into the walls,
In a crazed like fashion.

I start to fill in the hole,
And see the light.
I make the final push,
With all my might.

Fortunately I'm free from my hole,
And finally on level ground.
Unfortunately, now all I can see,
Is Billions like me all around.

I'm still not special at all,
Not one single bit.
I need to start climbing up,
And I know it'll take a lot of grit.

As I climb higher,
And look down at where just stood.
I can see the hole I climbed out of,
And Billions who haven't climbed up, but should.

I look up,
And see only a few above me.
So I kept climbing on,
Feeling a greater sense of glee.

Finally I reach the top,
The peak of all that is known.
I walk over and take my seat,
My well deserved thrown.

Overwhelmed with joy,
I shout out my good will.
And what to my surprise,
I see my windowsill.

I sit up in bed,
Rubbing my eyes.
It was all but a dream,
Of what could arise.

It finally hit me,
That this was my fate.
I must never give up,
I must become great.

We write about love,
And it's ups and downs.
It's all we seem to know.
I know I'm guilty
Of this too,
My poems with surly show.

Forget about love,
Just for a while,
Take your mind off the thought.
Just relax and write,
About something new,
Whether you'd like to or not.

We all need a break,
From the stress of love.
So let's take a short vacation.
Let's wait a bit,
To bring back love,
Hold off it's reincarnation.

You say your heart is broken and unfixable, but I have lots of duct tape.

My sail is broken,
The waves to high,
My will is slowly dying.
I can't hold out,
The storm's to strong,
I've given up on trying.

I look at the sea,
The water so blue,
But I know the evil it holds.
It temps you so,
To dive right in,
But I tell you it's a fools gold.

I say my prayers,
And final goodbyes,
I know my fate is sealed.
I'm going down with my ship,
I've forgiven myself,
I think I'm finally healed.

The bow dips below,
The water so cold,
And I close my eyes and smile.
My time is up,
I'm ready to die,
Prepared for my final trial.

Page after page,
Day after day,
And yet it makes no difference.
You can't rid yourself of your problems,
With just a pen and some ink,
At least not permanently.
So what does it really matter if I write,
No one really cares,
It wouldn't matter to me or to them.

Your smile you like rain,
Soaks my soul,
Letting seeds of love,
Slowly take hold.
They're growing now,
Right in my heart.
Taking over my body,
Part by part.
This flower of love,
Inside of me,
It's taken over,
Can't you see.
You're all I know,
And all I love.
You feed the seeds,
I can't get rid of.
So invasive they are,
But I like the invasion.
I'm ready to surrender,
No need for persuasion.

Your voice is my light,
In this dark cold world,
So never stop speaking to me.
If it weren't for you,
I'd be blind to all this,
And so for that I truly thank thee.
You brighten my life,
You fill it with joy,
Where have you been all this time.
I'm so happy I found you,
It was a pure stroke of luck,
Thank goodness I'm still in my prime

I stand there,
And look towards you.
You turn around,
And what do I do?
I look away,
Like such a fool.
How stupid of me,
I can never keep my cool.

Today is the day.
I can feel feel my heart beating,
Faster and faster.
It's time for me to prove myself.
This is my day to live.
Today I'm going to show them.
Today is the day.

I saw you.

They bite you,
They scratch you,
They knock your things over,
They **** on the carpet,
They don't let you pet them,
They lay on you at night,
They sleep on and clog the hearing vents,
They pull off all of the toilet paper.

I like cats.

I'm addicted to you, and I just can't get enough.

I'm a pen with no paper,
I have so much to say.
All my ink stored inside,
It'll get out someday.

I'm just waiting to find,
The right piece of paper.
To pour out my ink,
In a beautiful taper.

Will you be my paper,
Will you hold my ink?
If you say yes,
I'm telling all that I think.

I'll spill out my soul,
I'll give you my heart.
So please be my paper,
Please be my missing part.

Stormy seas,
Oh misty isle,
Enchanted with the dreams of all.
The time has come,
For us to leave;
No escape from the inevitable.

Thicket of gold,
The land of plenty,
Filled with the souls of man.
Bring home the lost,
The frail and ill;
The sickness that surrounds us all.

Rocky high,
Oh sacred mount,
Condemned to the stars and sky.
Show us your power,
Your never ending strength;
May our hands hold all we find.

Majestic wood,
Oh great forest,
Connected to all but itself.
Let loose your wisdom,
And open our hearts;
Say goodbye to all you know.

Oh Great spirit,
The one we seek,
Master of us all for now.
Set back your clock,
And negate old times;
Let the light come and find us all.

Trains of thought we ride,
With no direction.
No time for memories,
Or mild reflection.

Ridding on we go,
Letting off hot steam.
Wishing alway time,
And forgetting to dream.

We miss every field,
Every meadow and flower.
We just chug along,
Heads down, full power.

May these tracks never end,
And our minds shuffle so.
May our souls be in route,
Where ever we go.

We all have our little problems,
A trouble or two.
But I seemed to have miss yours,
There's nothing wrong with you.

It's not that your perfect,
For no one can be.
But I've chosen to look past that,
Your flaws I can no longer see.

To yourself you have flaws,
You wish you could fix.
But to me there what makes you,
So different for other chicks.

The most beautiful words ever spoken are anything you say.