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Melody Nov 2010
Hello morning.
Hello afternoon.
Hello Evening.
Goodnight sunshine.
Hello.
Hey.
Hi.
Hola.
Greetings.
Goodnight.
Goodbye.
By­e.
Au revoir.
Tootles.

Let's just say Goodnight sunshine.
Not hello sunshine.
Pfft...No reason to this poem.
(seriously)- From Unreplacable.
Melody Nov 2010
They  said his death was quick and painless
And for some reason that was a good thing
But I think that's probably *******
I would like to argue that a quick death
Would rob me of my chance to fight
I would never want to push my head off my pillow
And land upon a sparking light socket
Frying myself to death
Before I could even brush my teeth

I was never once a man of violence
But how great would my death be
If in one last moment I played Muhammad
And stung the skull of death like bees

Its not that I am scared of dying
I'm just not letting it top my list
Cause I've got goals and planned out trials
That must come before my final test
brother, free write, yay :)- From A Person's Tears.
Melody Nov 2010
My days without you sadden me.
I walk alone on the sandy beach.
I lay on the soft green grass of the spring.
Staring at the stars.
Wondering if I made the right choice.

Everyday my mind goes astray.
My grades go from A's to D's.
Then, I start to ask myself,
did I really make the right choice?
But now that my head is straight,
my answer is no.

Walking on the sandy beach
with you every morning is like,
recreating the love that we once had.

Laying on the ground with you,
staring at the stars reminds me of our first date.

Every time I think of you my grades become A's.
  And everyday I ask myself was our time together something that worth fighting for.
And you know what? "Without you my life is like a broken pencil,
pointless."
I have to give credit to my guy buddy, Rocky! He said to give myself credit, but I didn't do anything.
Also I'm one of those people who think that if somebody did something they get the credit not me or somebody else.
If anyone likes this and says good things I'll tell Rocky myself.
Because he himself deserves the credit because it's his poem.- From A Person's Tears.
Melody Nov 2010
Just tell me what...
You love most.
What you care about.
Your favorite thing about life is.
Just tell me.

Just tell me that...
I'm beautiful.
I'm intelligent.
I'm epic.
I'm amazing.
I'm talented.
Just tell me.

Just tell me about...
Your life.
Your funny moments with your cat.
Your family.
Just tell me.

Just tell me...
You want to kiss me.
You want to hug me.
You want to talk to me.
Just tell me that you love me.
Just tell me.
I got really bored. I'm sorry this is probably the worst poem on my profile. Really. I really am. I don't have too much confidence in this one.- From A Person's Tears.
Melody Nov 2010
You're not going away.
Nor are you flying away.
You are also not driving away.
Walking away.
running away.
Nor are you falling into the dark and empty shadows of the night.
You're not leaving.
You're not just going to disappear.
And you're not going to reappear.
But you're going to fade away.
As the clock ticks you think you still have awhile.
But humans aren't like cats that have 9 lives.
Humans have 1 life.
Humans spend on alcohol.
On drugs.
On words.
On contracts.
And even on other humans they don't love.
They spend on just random unrealizable things.
But the way I choose to spend mine is up to me.
I choose.
To be free like a bird.
And to watch me hit a twenty story high window and fall, fall down.
Until I hit the ground.
I want to watch my clock tick and tick away.
As the seconds fly on by.
Minute by minute.
Hour by hour.
Day by day.

I'm here to watch your life too.
Just don't be like me.
And be so lazy to get up in the morning.
Don't be like me.
And do something more entertaining with your life.
I'm here to watch my beak and body crack and shatter and not leave a piece behind for you to pick up.
I'm here. Like you. For a short time.  Watch your clock wisely. And don't spend it thinking what you're going to do.  Spend it on doing something.
I wrote this poem after being pretty dang ticked out like a clock.  I wrote because I want to express to the public what I am like and who I am.
If I can't do that. Then what else can I do?- From A Person's Tears.
Melody Nov 2010
Where we met.
On a rock.
on top of that magical hill.
When I followed you to the lake.
And we swam for hours.
We didn't know,
what was right behind out backs.
I felt it.
but didn't say anything.
It was watching us in the dark night.
Watching the stars with us.
Finding constellations shaped as animals.
Finding our feelings in the grass underneath a tree.
It was our place.
When I woke up and you had blood rushing out of your heart.
I had no idea what happened.
It was my nightmare.
After finding my love for you.

It was our place.

When we sat underneath the tree that one night.
And I woke up with you lying dead.
And I'm crying while smothered in your bright,fresh,red blood.

I shall never forget.
What had happened in my nightmare
In our wonderful place that was ours.

I cried and cried for years and years.
In our place.
I ended up dying in the same spot covered in your blood and skeleton
lay peacefully right next to me.

I just want you back.
to be in our place together again.
Underneath that tree.
Underneath the moon,stars, and sky.
Breathing that same air we were that night.
Not knowing what was behind our backs.
In our place.
- From A Person's Tears.
Melody Nov 2010
When you lie you're
not telling the truth.
They say "honesty is the best policy."
I can't say that always.
Telling the truth can start fights.
Can get you into danger.
There's sometimes you have to lie.
When you have no choice,
but to protect the ones you love.
Can we just do both.
You can lie and tell the truth at the same
time.
Let's just do what we want.
Let's just not start fights.
Let's just not start danger.
Because you can lie and you won't even know it.
And you can be honest and not even know it.
So what's the difference whether we lie or not?
It's to protect ourselves and the ones' we love.
Let's just follow our hearts.
And let us tell us what to do.

Telling the truth can;
get you in fights,
and start danger.
But it can help you too.

Telling lies can;
get you into fights,
and start danger,
fix fights,
fix danger.
But it can help you oh so many other ways.

So let's just do what we want.
Let's just get away with it .
Are we lies or the truth?
It wouldn't matter.
- From A Person's Tears.
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