A girl of wonder,
With a heart of gold,
Her brown hair so perfect flows.
Although she rests,
From time to time,
She never loses her precious glow.

She's beautiful,
When she sleeps,
I lie next to her so still.
I look at her,
Trying not to smile,
But I don't have that sort of will.

A sleeping beauty,
She is to me,
A girl truly from my dreams.
I cannot wait,
Until she wakes,
And we start over so it seems.

Guns blaze hot,
As men drop cold,
The river of blood runs red.
Some men still live,
The fight goes on,
But most are already dead.

I watch quick now,
As my brothers die
I have given all that I can.
It's funny how,
It took so much death,
For me to become a man.

I feel the bullet,
That hits my heart,
It doesn't hurt at all.
My time is up,
I've given my best,
I now head towards God's call.

Men of honor,
Men of steel.
I ask for you this hour.
The time has come,
For you to fight,
Do all within your power.

Knights of none,
What I ask of you,
Is to not easily finished.
But please have faith,
Please be strong,
May your courage never diminish.

I send you forth,
To fight this war,
On this day so dark you see.
For if you don't,
My soul will die,
And I will not be free.

I climb the mountain,
To prove a point,
Not to you,
Or to them,
But to myself.
I already know,
You think I can't.
So why should I care,
What you think.
I'm the one climbing,
Not you.

It's impossible you say,
Maybe for you.
Not for me.

No mountain is to high,
To steep,
To dangerous,
To challenging,
Not for me.

*You say it can't be done,
I say not with that attitude.

What is this sickness,
I carry inside,
It is called procrastination.
I caught the disease,
A few years a go,
From school and isolation.

I choose to do nothing,
I forget about things,
I could care less if they are finished.
This is my life now,
I slowly waste away,
And my hope is completely diminished.

So who cares what happens,
I'm ******* no matter what,
So there's no point to even trying.
So I guess I'm giving up,
On the things I need,
That's what I'm implying.

I look out my window,
And what to my surprise.
It's raining outside,
Water coming from the sky.

First a drop or two,
Then buckets at a time.
The water pours down,
It's as it hits its prime.

I listen to the drops,
As they hit the glass.
I can already smell,
The dew on the grass.

I slowly drift off,
As I watch the rain.
Into my head,
My thoughts not in vain.

I think of my life,
And all I have done.
My life like the sky,
Absent of the sun.

What is the world,
But our own perception.
We take it all in,
Building it's complexion.

How can we judge,
Others by what we see.
For we do not know,
Where their mind might be.

So take a step back,
Look from new eyes.
The world can be so different,
If everyone tries.

I am a nation,
At war with the world,
I fight not with weapons or men.
But with letters and words,
I spit forth in ink,
With my trusty paper and pen.

My pen strokes like bullets,
Streak across the page.
My words like bomb shells,
Explode in sheer rage.

They make craters of hate,
Piles of rubble and dust.
But they never hurt anyone,
For I never share them,
Not even with those I trust.

It's a secret I keep,
Buried deep inside.
A secret of war,
I will always hide.
This war rages on,  
Inside my soul.
I am a nation,
And I cannot be consoled.

Pen in hand,
Words in mind.
The race is on,
My ink runs hot.

My soul spills out,
Onto the page.
I'm winning now,
My thoughts run thin.

But just when I think,
I have it won.
My thoughts flood back,
A million new ones to write.

My hand is cramping,
But I can't give up.
Write faster I say,
But I just simple cannot.

I stand there once again,
And look towards you.
You turn around,
But now I know what to do.
I don't look away,
But give you a wave.
You looked surprised but smile,
That's one success for today.

I lie here alone,
My mind working fast,
But my body is still frozen and cold.
I'm iced up inside,
My joints frozen stiff,
I'm really not feeling to bold.

I think of fun things,
Things I could do.
Ideas and thoughts galore.
But I never do them,
I never try,
I rarely step out the door.

I'm trapped inside,
My house a prison,
My room the cell where I stay.
My sentence a month,
Maybe even a year,
I just sit and think all day.

If you were the grass and I was a leaf I'd be the first to fall from the tree. I wouldn't want anyone getting to you first, I'd want you to spend the most time with me. Even if it means cutting my life short, it's worth it all the same. For how can I resist the temptation, of such a beautiful dame.

With our little bean rings,
those strange little things,
we make a promise of love.
Not unlike “The Rings”,
those wedding things,
Just without the extra

The little bean rings we wrapped around our fingers. Those little strange things, although gone, still linger. Well, perhaps not the bean but

I never knew,
How much a bean,
Could mean to a guy like me.
But then one day,
I saw you there,
In the midst of Batman Alley.

Little bean rings,
Why wear such things?

Well I’ll tell right now, so listen.

When a boy meets a girl,
One he loves

Little bean rings, one of our strange little things, one of many I guess I’d say.

I’ve tried all I can to write a poem about beans. Okay well not about beans exactly, but rather rings made out of beans. Well actually they were made out of strings beans, but that’s not the point. The point is I’m trying to write this poem. So here I am thinking about little bean rings and how much I love this girl and that’s when it hits me, that’s when I realize

Two string beans, grow up to be rings, what an odd life for such a plant.

I love you

A field of flowers,
For me to play.
I look towards it,
But them look away.

It's just right there,
For me to take.
It's fun and happiness,
Not a mistake.

But for some odd reason,
I turn and run,
In the other direction,
Away from the fun.

My mind will not let me,
Be free and soar.
I'm completely tired down,
Down to the floor.

To **** a bird is to **** his song,
so now we wait and now we long.
For without his music how can we dance?
How can our love ever stand a chance?

It's been so long,
Since I've see you now.
Have you changed at all,
Will you still be mine.
Is our love still strong?
I'm scared to know.
Should I see you tomorrow,
Or stay hidden at home?

Love is a war,
We fight within.
A battle of will,
It strings us thin.

We love,
And lose.
The outcome,
You choose.

So be strong of heart,
And don't worry.
You have a long life,
There is no hurry.

We sit on this earth,
Not for reason or cause.
We are here to live,
Even with our flaws.

Go into the world,
Get out of your head.
Live to be alive,
Don't live to be dead.

So come with me now,
Take my hand if you dare.
I'll show you the world,
And everything out there.

Can your remember,
That very moment,
When your mind drifts off to sleep.
As you fall into dreams,
And your mind goes black,
Down to the darkness so deep.

Although we may not be able,
To recall this very moment.
We must hold it tight,
And hold it true,
For it is the gate way,
To all that is within you.