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I waited for her  .  .  .
With all the years of my youth,
Heart still locked outside.
 Jun 2013 Alice Kay
Mike Hauser
i look at life through the small end of the telescope

where problems seem so far away
then i can take time in dealing
with the issues i'm dealing today

i look at life through the small end of the telescope

so what ever life wants to hurl
is not big enough to bother me
when what's in front of me is the smallest of worlds

i look at life through the small end of the telescope
 Jun 2013 Alice Kay
Axiana
You deserve peace
Give the teenage drama a rest
Your life is on repeat
A broken hearted mess
Those scars reveal your stress
But you know...
You are better then best
Your potential to impress
Isn't all you were made for
This society is only a guest
In the illusion we all breathe for
You are a cave of treasure to explore
Life is about finding the hidden quest
And yes, it's happened before
Be open minded, don't become heartless
No one but you can end this civil war
With yourself; you are NOT useless
Just restless and bored
Am I
Trying to convince you of more
Then what you can handle?
Because life is also a test
And it's not graded on your high school exam scores

Wake Up
There is more to this then you want to know
Can I show you the stars
How the make-up you forgot is so far
The most beautiful thing you are

Or will you never let go
And in a crowd always feel alone?
"Silence the mind; the soul knows how to heal itself"
Maybe someday
Words will be more than words
Tears will be more than tears
Somebody speaks
Somebody hears

Maybe someday
Ears will be more than ears
Eyes will me more than eyes
You see, you hear
Understand. Realize

That maybe someday
Words will be more than words
They'll be lyrics with meaning
And maybe that day
The world will be gleaming
So I wrote a poem
This is that poem.

These notes are just getting more and more profoundly sentimental ain't they
The happiness is scarce
But the tears are plentiful
Stories unwritten
But bound to be pitiful

The happiness is scarce
Joy's rare but pain's common
You see it on the streets
With the crimes and the bombings

The happiness is scarce
A source un-renewable
So we store it for later
And ignore all the beautiful

The happiness is scarce
But we refuse to use it
Maybe that's why
We continue to lose it

The happiness is scarce
But the tears are plentiful
The only way to stop it
Is to make it all wonderful
I think that maybe if we used up all of the happiness the only consequence would be a small struggle to make more. And maybe that struggle will build something beautiful. Now first we've got to find away to get the happiness
First of all I pray
That everyone could say
That they remembered a name
I pray that every one
Can remember those daughters and sons
That aren't all the same

Secondly I beg
That every broken leg
Heals with grace and ease
Every broken heart
Feeling torn apart
Can heal.
I beg, please

Most of all I want
A world that doesn't haunt
My mind with disrespect
Most of all I need
A world that's free of greed
Is that too much to expect?
That's the name I remembered. One person among an army is still one person. I couldn't leave without remembering one name. It felt wrong to leave with nothing. Forgetting everything is the same as never seeing anything at all.
I need to be normal.
For myself,
and others too.
Graduation
It comes so fast
Even when we know it is coming 
It never seems to come fast enough
Until that moment when it finally arrives 
And then it kicks in and we all wish we had more time
We are flooded with emotions 
From anger and sadness
To excitement and joy 
Saying goodbye to friends isn't hard
But saying  goodbye to the ones we've grown close to
The ones we've become brother and sisters with
The ones weve entrusted with our lives 
Those are the ones that are difficult to say goodbye to
If I had to say one thing about graduation I'd be torn between saying congratulations we did it 
And wishing that I could rewind time and spend all that time with those close to me again 
But I guess my finals words are goodbye to my class 
And
Let's not let go just yet to my close friends
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