I used to read your poems but lately you don't write you're silent and aloof you know that isn't right. You can't close a door once opened you can't abolish all your dreams you're a poet of the heart mustn't fall apart at the seams. Say what you can in words they speak the message true spoken from the heart the poems will see you through. A hermit's not your style a recluse, you are not never give up writing of things that you've been taught. I used to read your poems I'd read them once again if you would send them out (this one's from a poet friend)
Love is unfading Love is unconditional Love is worth waiting Love is like a dove Frail but beautiful Love is rare Love is once in a lifetime True love is not *** It's not given to anyone True love is given to one person Today true love is rare Rarer then anything imagianable This is not a poem It's an announcement If you've experienced true love Don't let it go Don't be like most people today If you connect with someone Don't let them go Wait for your true love
I thought if I could swallow the stars I’d be as beautiful as the evening sky I tried one night with fireflies They burned my throat Their legs striking at soft flesh But my skin did not glow No moon crawled from my eye sockets I was left with corpses in my stomach I soon learned I would only ever be A cemetery
No pressure But can you clean the car? No pressure But you need 100 or you won't go far. No pressure But your next needs to beat the rest. No pressure But you need to be a step above the best. No pressure But you need to find the liar. No pressure But you're getting fired No pressure But you need to lead your peers. No pressure But you need to beat your fears. No pressure But we're gonna add another problem to the pile. No pressure But if you fail, we'll move on all the while.
Go with the flow, quit resisting change, Hour by hour time is running out, Stay up all night, you can sleep when you're dead, Make lasting memories, forget regrets, you're better without.
| | - you- draped *me all over your greenery and left me in the background as scenery, treated like an inanimate object, but some decorations* have feelings
** ** ** Here comes the snow Just in time For a Christmas rhyme All lights are up The malls are packed I'm done shopping so I'll hit the sack Santas everywhere Which one is real They're all so sweet I want to tug on their beards Lights on houses How pretty and bright ** ** ** Merry Christmas And a good night