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Evergreen Pines Feb 2014
After dawn we look up and see the same thing,
yet what we see is completely different.
You look up and see shapes, figures.
You see masses of hydrogen helium.
You see the light from the past, possibilities.
I look up and see darkness and light,
little lights of hope fighting off the darkness.
But then I remember they're just stars.
The star that emitted the light might be dead.
I remember that nothing last forever, now I'm depressed.
You comfort me saying it still could still exist.
For a while I believe you.
Then I remember they're just stars.
You say they're not,
you say they're the key to adventure.
The spark to imagination, a path to another world.
You say they're more than just stars.
So maybe you're right.
Maybe the night stars are more than stars.
But, they're just stars,
Yet... they're not.
I couldn't get stars out of my head when I wrote this. *whispers: I had a childhood song stuck in my head as well.*
Evergreen Pines Jan 2014
I know what I have.
I know there's help out there.
But why should I go?

You say this'll help me,
You say i'll benefit from it.
But why should I go?

The help out there is a crutch.
It won't help me in life.
So why should I use it?

What I have isn't a broken leg.
It's a hurtle, one i'll not trip over.
Why should I use this crutch?

If i'll beat this, it'll be my way.
I know I can do this myself,
I can do better I WILL push myself.
'Cause I know i'm capable of high marks.
I will continue to, I will not let my hurtle make me trip.
if I trip, it'll be on my own feet.

so I ask you again:
Why should I take this crutch,
when I know I can fly?
Just so you don't think I have an addiction or anything like that. My hurtle is English, I'm allowed extra help and time if needed, but I never use it 'cause I never need it.
Evergreen Pines Jan 2014
Music is my heart.
Music is my soul.
Music is whole.
Music is...

The drums, the symbols.
The sticks, the beat.
That the rhythm of my feet.
Keeping all in sink.

Music is my body.
Music is my mind.
Music is what you'll find.
Music is...

The base, beautiful base.
Hear that artwork.
That's my hands at work.
Enjoying the rhythm.

Music is my presence.
Music is my spirit.
Music is the ultimate.
Music is...

The melody, harmony.
That's my voice,
Listen, it's your choice.
Please hear whet I say.

Music is my culture.
Music is my life.
Music is the afterlife.
Music is...

Music is my mind, body and soul.
It is my culture spirit and heart
It's my presence rhythm and thought
Music is music, and music is me.
music is my everything. A day without music is a day wasted.
Evergreen Pines Jan 2014
The luminous source of heat and light
without it nothing could be seen
for it's light is reflected off objects
our source of light and heat
it's a mass of gas:
hydrogen, and helium.
it's light comes from it's heat
our luminous sun is incandescent.
it's light travels 3x10^8 km/s
reaching us roughly 8 minutes later
it's electromagnetic waves traveling
in all directions in strait lines
bouncing off opaque objects
and refracted through translucent.
I tryed to make an educational poem, don't think it's one of my best. But I did my best, hope you guys like it.
Evergreen Pines Dec 2013
Nothing can compare to you.
You are the one everyone needs.
Only you can guide them.
Only you can save them.
For you will answer my prays.
You are the one I call to.
You are my angle.
You are my savour.
Only you can do it.
Only you can put me on the right path.
But I can only help.
Without me you wouldn't be here,
without you I couldn't live.
You need me.
But most of all,
I need you
For you are...
...My angle.
now if only I could see them
Evergreen Pines Dec 2013
They always have my back,
Whether I like it or not.
'Cause they care about me, a lot.
Why should I complain?
If it wasn't for them,
I wouldn't be sane.
They're more than a gem,
They're part of my heart and soul,
The thing we share
Is the thing that makes us whole.
To be without them I could not bear.
This bond we have has no ends,
For they are my only friends.
Evergreen Pines Dec 2013
The board is set, the men come alive.
Piece by Piece, turn by turn.
They all move to capture the other's king.
Pawn takes pawn, bishop takes rook,
knight takes bishop then rook,
queen takes knight "Check."
Blocks, and continues
Queen takes the last rook,
then bishop takes... bishop takes...
...My queen..! My chances drop to 10.
5 moves later-....oh ****!
"Check Mate!"
I've lost
I cannot play chess to save my life.
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