Hello again
hello
I haven't seen you in awhile

That awkward smile
The kind hearted giggle
the lightness glowing your eyes

I miss your good moods
your bad moods
your real self

I miss you not caring about what others think of you
I miss you not worried about social standards
I was longing to see you happy

It has been a long time you see
I missed you Alexa

Sorry I've been gone
It's been quite awhile
I was busy facing my fear
in a land that is unknown
Hope I didn't miss much
but now I'm back
and ready once again
so hello world
thanks for welcoming me back

Hold Hands with me
with life
and joy

I will hold your hand
forever
and ever

I wont let go until
you say
you go
you slow

but until then you have
my faith
my heart
and...
my hand.

The world is flailing and drowning in its own mess
the people are confused about who to be faithful to
the children are afraid of not knowing how to change the future
I, I am tired of watching this war

Opinions are peace breakers, no one can agree
religion is a base to a whole new argument
Hope, is it real, or is it just a dream

Love is pretended but always true
lies are told more than the truth
Peace is beaten down to a seed
a seed that must be planted to make a mighty tree

Hope, is it real? To me it always will be...

intelligent Iggy iguana is impossible,
ignorant, ill, if it is in.
impersonator Igel is into infinitive items
I illustrate intros
Iberia is interesting in ice
I'm Impeccable!

I don't hear the words you say
I feel them.
I don't see the signs you show
I have them
I don't wait for the time you show
I come
I already know what you mean.

Although I am guilty of saying before
the words of "inspiration"
the words that between the lines really mean
we aren't good enough

But now that I have thought about it I have learned
that I am human
I have feelings
I cry
I yell
I get mad
I get stressed
I am human
and so I should not expect myself to
think I should be perfect

Not cry
not whine
not break down and feel as if the world is crumbling piece by piece
that is not what I live for
and although life could be worse
how am I suppose to know how
because I am a teenage girl
and I have emotional issues like most
and I do cry out sometimes
that doesn't mean I don't regret it
but I am human
and that is what humans do

I lead myself
through hard times.
I help myself
through the holes in life's path.
I make my own choices
for what is best for me.
I am my own leader
I am not afraid.

You say it's not worth writing tons of poems
because not as many people react to them

you say that it is a waste a time
well I'll tell you right now

that I don't care how many people "react"
I don't care how much time I waste
you all are forgetting the purpose
this is poetry we're talking about
if reactions is the only reason you write poetry
well let me tell you
that I am a lot different

I just want to write my poetry
I don't care how many people react
I write because I love writing
and as a matter of fact
poetry is an art
and I express feelings and thoughts through it
I write to get out what I have in

I don't care if you disagree
I don't care if you think it is dumb
yes I have written a lot of poems
but why do you care

I write because it is a passion
and I have no more to say
so if you want to reject
you'll have to wait for another day!

I doubted myself, I am sad to say
I went against all I was for
I judged myself from the outside
and forgot about the importance of the insides
I doubted myself and I can't believe I did
I am so much better then that

after I realized I had doubted myself
I came to see that I have been so worried
about what others think of me
and I regret it I do
I am who I want to be
no one can change that
no one can tell me what I should be
or what I should look like
because if you want to be on my good side
you're going to have to like
who I am
not what I look like

I doubted myself
and I couldn't sleep last night
because I did something
that I shouldn't have ever done

I am fortunate
and I don't need to worry

I doubted myself
I can't get it out of my head
and it stings like bees in a frenzy

I
doubted
myself
:*(

Long sunny days
starlit nights
calming sunrises
vibrant sunsets

cold, refreshing water
smooth in the morning
rough in the wind
reflecting the silver moon

Dense forest
Long empty trails
berry's of sweet taste
animals eating the shrubs

Dancing fires
laughs shared
in the moment
no worries

my dreams of summer
return once again

There is a world
further out into space
where people who imagine
are respected
people who can see colored pictures
are blessed
the Imaginers
there are some in every planet
we unite through dream
we connect through our thoughts
we become one with each other
possibly meeting in the next world
the next life

we are all connected
some may not see
that we all share this fantasy
to imagine a world together
different from normal or regular
even though that does not exist

Imaginers express themselves
through art, writing, song
colors, words, writing, and almost every art, science, or study
but not every artist, writer, musician
is a Imaginer
only those who believe
those who don't accept
those who question
those independent old souls
who reach out to others to convince
My fellow Imaginers
Reach out
feel me
don't step down
be powerful!

When I stopped writing poems on Hello poetry
A part of me was lost
Just now I wrote a few poems
and it filled me with happiness
Now I hope to stay
For a very long time

I remember writing
letting my soul take control
My fingers just typed
my mind somewhere else

It felt good
But I stopped
For a VERY long time
and I miss it
so I'm back

I'm back

When I was younger
a friend once told me
No one and nothing is
absolutely perfect.

I have lived by this
all my life.

I believe
if there was perfection
then there would be a limit
to your success.

Ever since
he told me that
I have been impressed
by people who do beyond
perfection.

They ignore others limits
and go beyond
they set limits for
themselves.

But yet they are still
not perfect
and in my world
nothing ever will
be.

Most of my poems are pretty jubilant
but now I can't but be unhappy
I had an okay day
but now things have changed
and I no longer feel that happy way
for some odd reason I'm in a bad mood
better wording is I'm plain old ******.

here are the main ingredients to my poetry:

Words, fraises, rhymes sometimes, inspirations, creativeness, LIFE, emotion, education, facts if neccessary, IMAGINATION, character, uniqueness, thought, impulse, opposites, TRUTH, symbols, patterns, and most of all my poetry contains a bit of ME in them.

The idea always seemed absurd
yet now it seems so grand

is it love?
or is it something else?

It leaves tingles from head to toe
like it never has before

Is it love?
or am I not imagining it so?

A first love
can it be
or is it just my head

a feeling deep down
feels an unexplainable way

I could be wrong
fooled by lust
wanting this for too long
giving in to much trust

I just don't know
it's like no other
like something spoke
and I finally listened

reach out now
hands of love
bathe me in your kind touch

then hold me tight
and lead me forward
and never let go without a fight

I feel you know
as I fall
into something way to new
and your warmth gives me
something more
than anything I could expect

so is it love?
or is it not?
tell me please?
what I have sought

Hard times have come
and gone
people always need a helping hand
and now it is you who need it the most
I reach my hand down to help up your needs
to share whatever is mine with you
I want to fix all that is broken
and sew together what is torn
and although 1 person can't do it all
1 person can do more than what most would expect
so as you hurt
I plan to heal
and cure your tender pain
I want to sing you lullabies
and so the fears of darkness will go away
hush now hold on
to the faith that is left
and always remember
that I will stand by you side.

The sun is hidden behind some clouds
A strong wind starts up once again
the trees shake
the grass danced
as it starts to rain

Jacky John jugs juice
jungle Jim's juggle
Jumping Jill's jabot
Jeff's June Jay  
Jed Jud Jid"s jade
July's  jabberwocky jabiru
Jan jabs Jake!
Jack's jackaroo
Jackson Jacob's jubilant Jacket!
jAcKpOt!

Long hair, mixed feelings
love strains, people stop
early spring, late awakening
trailing with fear, outsiders glance
giving up, walk so strait
histories curse, the curse that all jib
but find it following to meet you no more.

Tomorrow may be rainy
and today may be too
but that is not our choice
so let that choice not bug you

With each step that is taken
each tear that is spilt
all of the smiles that are spread
like butter on some toast

remember that you are lucky
lucky to be living in this world
lucky to be breathing
the air that is around us
lucky to be you

Although it might not be sunny
the sun will come out again
it may not be today
or tomorrow
but the sunshine never ends

it will return to shine down once again
but for now
just
let
it
rain

Just write

let the words flow through you

just write

forget about everything else

just write

leave your emotions behind

just write

be free in your poetry

Kabob keepers **** kooks
Kangaroo Kicked Kat
Karan's Karma kayak
Kansas Kills Karl
Kazoos Keep Kosher.
Koops Kup Kun!

killing isn't It, whaT is?
ending an old begInning
fallIing down a bottomleSs hole
talks of a new start
overturn the old

what is it if it is not kilLing?
a name
a game
a way Of life
death beyOnd the thousands
believing iS not right
feelIngs are crushed
uNder a specular light
practice may make perfect
but perfection isn't real
you may be the best
but there is always a better

cut the resolution
scraped in anythinG else
Die under my nAme
oR don't die at all
fill my missing blanK
and if kilLing isn't what is?
the message is in the capitOl
stop, think, liVe, find out, tEll me please.
think you can figure it out?

Laughing, Living, lighting love
listening learning lift
like lotus labels left
laboriously lost
lacings lips
lacking loneliness
lacking love
Lacking listening
Lacking learning
Lacking light

Lost in a Labyrinth of feelings
can't get back to where I was
trapdoors and danger
around every corner and door
can't go back
can't return
not now
I have to wait for time to heal my pain.

Elle sourit au soleil
elle chante avec les oiseaux
elle danse dans le matin
et elle dort la nuit
la fleur donne de l'amour dans le monde
La fleur donne de l'amour dans moi  

translation


It smiles to the sun
It sings with the birds
It dances in the morning
and it sleeps at night
the flower gives love to the world
the flower gives love to me

We say goodbye
one last time
holding close to our hearts
the memories we've had
and kept

We have become family
seeing each other
almost everyday

tomorrow is freedom
but today is goodbye

I am led through a journey within
Take me to the place of which my heart leads me to.
I am alone, I am claimed by my soul, and I am separated from my common sense. Aloft, I feel braver.

When lies make it better
but make it burn worse

when friendship denies you
true comfort and safe

Where trust is planted
doesn't always make the flower grow

compassion and belief
shrink and die beneath the snow

defeat controls you
and that final feeling of loss

the dryness of feelings
too dry for tears

heaviness of heart
ache in mind

what would you do?
when you loose your step?

Life is not making it tough for you

you are making it tough for you

stop blaming life for everything that goes wrong

it doesn't control your actions

you do!

Light is not the end
but the beginning.

truth is not surrender
but is courage.

love is not the end to fun
but the start to new fun.

Peace is not the answer
but the solution.

Life is not the saint
but the angel.

You can Live
everyday is new

You can love
I will love you too

you can learn
to be better each day

three things that
just can't stay away.

I am looking down on a girl
a child
that brings hope
she is the future
she is what we rely on
all children are
face it people
we need those children to know
don't lie to them
face them with only truth
face them with reality
they are the future
she is the future

In the 1900's barely anyone got a divorce
but now a days I know about 10 couples
or at least heard of 10 couples
in my town, getting a divorce
it sounds as if people are desperate
desperate for the love of their life
instead of waiting and watching
You also hear about a lot young girls getting pregnant
you'd think they'd just wait
for the right time
the right person
but love these days has gone crazy
love these days are not like the 1900's
Don't you agree?

Monster's mingling
my mind may miss
more maps, more mail
May mustaches might mix mills
Maybe Mat might make marble masks
mopping Mandies mall
Men may make moats
moons make mauls

I sat upon the soft detailed carpet
we rose into the air
out of the window
seeing the world
New York, Rome, Greece, Paris, London, Tibet, Beijing,
Budapest, Oslo, Munich, India, African plains, Jerusalem, West Bank, etc
What was the best is the people and the culture
how different each one is but yet wanting the same thing
riding the magic carpet made me think about how everyone
in the world
could work together
to make peace
but there is still those internal
disagreements
peace between enemies
hurts further

In real life I was my imagination
and the carpet was my dream
the future is my hope

I remember my coloring books
and trying to stay in the lines

But now I draw my own pictures and
lines are at the back of my mind

I remember my favorite number
was what ever number was the biggest

And now my favorite number is
5 and 23

I remember my favorite color was
red

Now I don't have a favorite color
because I don't know them all

I remember crying
because I fell off my bike

Well, now I cry
because of the terrible things that go on in the world

Those memories seem to fade
with each year that goes by

Their like a picture in a picture frame
that is starting to wash away.

I hate when everything is messed up
one bad thing happens
and then the next
the world just can't leave me alone
I need a really long break
my mind melts
and my stomach hurts
my throat swells up
what more do I need?

But if I am lucky
I can have a better day tomorrow
and start over all new
and everything goes back to "normal"
oh I hate bad days!

When you are afraid
and don't know what is coming
your not organized enough to deal with life
at least not right now
Mothers will understand
they will walk by your side
with open hearts
open enough to hold yours
you try to impress them
by doing your best
and you don't understand
why they freak when you make one small mistake
but they do it because they care
a mother is there to help you understand
what life is going to take you through
and how it is a roller coaster
"good luck holding on!"
they will say
but really your ride is theirs to
they worry more than you.
I bet when your gone
they wonder what your doing
wait, not wonder... WORRY
they trust you but they have their doubts on others you are around
But she is there to help you and fill your heart with the love
Mother's love.

Music isn't something you take

but something you create
something you give.

Each note is another breath
each chord is another day
every beat in a rhythm is another beat in my heart
Every measure is an angels touch
each song is a trip to heaven
and the instruments are far off dreams
Music has a greater affect on those who feel it deep down
don't think
stop talking
listen to my life
my love
music...

Go a whole day talking in a western accent

2. write a 5 hour song

3. learn the rapping in "Empire State of Mind" and "Run this Town"

4. Go on a 3 month road trip on a Harley Davidson with only me, my guitar, what I'm wearing, the Harley, and the road

5. learn how to speak Hungarian, Greek, Latin, Hawaiian, Italian, Finnish, and Spanish, maybe some others

6. write a book

7. learn about Native American mythology and rituals

8. Learn how to survive on my own by making my clothing, food, supplies, tools, fire, and shelter

9. Build a yurt up in the mountains to live with wolves

10. Do a hang 10 on a surf board

11. ride a horse with wild horses

12. Paint a scenic picture

13. Protest for anything the government is against

14. Go to Europe and study art

15. Go on a train trip in Europe

16. Go to the Middle East and talk to woman about their rights

17. Go to Israel and West Bank and spray paint on both sides of the wall

18. go paragliding

19. Get or get close to winning a Nobel Peace prize

20. Help out at an orphanage

21. Learn sign language

22. go to help kids with cancer

23. Learn to play roque

24. live one year outside without spending 1 night inside

25. make a cook book

26. teach a African kid to read in English

27. Become a better poet

28. grant 28 people's biggest dreams

(This will be ongoing)

My List of inspirations:

The sun that shines on me
it rises and sets
creating inspiring colors of the unknown.

The flowers that grow, bloom, share joy,
and sadly die away.

The Birds that sing, and fly in the wide open sky
making people want to sit and enjoy the outsides.

Music that surrounds me with joy
beyond belief and picks me up
whenever I pick up my guitar.

Stories and Books written so descriptively
the variety is never ending.

Horses and when they graze
such a calming soft sound
and when Horses whinny when they see you
and push up against you as if to say,"Oh, it's nice to see you again"

People and their strange ways, looks,
and personalities, no one is exactly the same
an inspiration for sure.

Family and Friends and their love for you
standing next to you even if the world isn't.

The ocean with it's waves and foreign creatures
so much more than land and so much more unique.

Dolphins and their kind eyes and playful ways
twirling out of the water making their exotic language.

Mantarays and Sting rays and the graceful flow in the other ocean creatures.

Beaches and the sand so smooth getting everywhere
it's in your hair, food, and all over your towel.

Summer even though it is short it is beautiful
and lively. Warm air and soft breeze.

Leaves, fall and summer they are still beautiful
with their colors.

Learning, history has our success and our mistakes
and people who are important.

Art, beauty in the eye of the beholder. The artist has the paintbrush
the creativeness creates strokes.

Wisdom, it is whatever you believe it to be. Wisdom comes in many shapes, sizes, and ages.

Peace, one thing the world has not held on to...yet.

Love, when there is love in the air all is well. Love is expressed in many different ways.

Imagination, Dreams, and Creativeness a land that is yet to be
discovered more.

Teachers, they something more than just school work.
They teach you how to survive life.

Poets on this site, I have learned so much from all of you.

Smiling and all who dare to share this joy! The most contagious thing known to humans!

This List will be ongoing and I will write something more when I find more inspirations.

Although some
may not believe
a girl my age
can write my mind
can see a world
that some can't find
but now please see
let me remind
that all are free
to be behind
the words they write
the song they sing
the images they think
it will always be the same
no one can tell you
what you can and can't do
so please believe
when I say
I have
my own
imagination

When I try to hard
to be myself
I find I become someone else

You are what you are
so don't try to be
what you have been all along

you can improve on being better
but don't erase what you have been
and what you are

live knowing your proud with yourself
so you can help others see
and there is no one else better to be...
than you