OVC - Hello Poetry

OVC Sep 2016

One should always look forward to dying,
So long as one always looks forward to living.

Like to hear your comments.

OVC Sep 2016

Morning In a Village Surrounded by Nature

The moon reflected on the water waves
A mountain sliced by clouds
The mist surrounds us everywhere

Does this even make sense? I don't know if it can be called a haiku (I'm actually not very familiar with Haikus)

The first line is inspired by a song called "the moon's reflection on the second spring."

OVC Sep 2016

One's Own Path

Our culture is lost
The future no longer belongs to us
Today I have realized this

Today I come to create my own path
And one day I shall die
Everything left behind

Someone will arrive and forge their own destiny
Raise monuments and a culture
And there they shall remain

A new people will arrive
Free to construct their own legacy
Unbound by anything of the past

A being must be unchained.

Hi, just putting some words together. I was thinking how we all should not feel constrained to anything that has preceded us or that surrounds us. I very much love the culture that we have inherited, yet I have realized that everyone should feel free to construct their own path, their own culture and ideals and view the world in their own eyes.
Every new generation should have this.

What do you think?

OVC Dec 2015

Xico 7

I look towards the skies
Your image in the clouds,
Like bubbles of my thoughts
Everywhere, with me you come,
Always present in my mind

What do you think?

#love #short #nature #romance #clouds

OVC Dec 2015

Taco in Late Autumn

I eat tacos
I watch a yellowed tree
A leaf falls to the bottom
Like a taco falls into my stomach

I was eating tacos at a taqueria this morning, sitting by a large window, from which I could see a tree with yellow leaves. I saw a leaf fall down just as I had taken a bite off my taco and some of it had gone down to my belly, so that's what inspired this, whatever you call it.

#short #funny #quirky #taco

OVC Aug 2015

The worst of them all

Sometimes I feel like the greatest, but most of the time I feel like the worst, the worst poet of all the living poets.

Most of the time I'm just a bad poet, a wannabe poet.

#terrible #dumb #silly #badpoetry #lousy #isuck

OVC Aug 2015

Of Roses and Love

Do you know that roses turn red at the sight of a beautiful woman like you?

They are pink because they have fallen in love with your sweet, rosy lips.

And they turn white because that is how pure our love has become.

Me and my corny poems :)
Feel free to fix my grammar!!!!!!

#love #poem #roses #romance