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Tatiana Dec 2012
Sweet lullabies,
float along the staff lines,
played by instrument,
that can croon sweet tones,
into ones ears.
But yet,
the same instrument
that can sing so softly,
and beautifully,
can be loud and obnoxious,
making the treble clef,
tremble with anger,
or fear.
This one instrument,
is so sweet, mysterious, and haunting,
but at the same time,
its loud, angry, and obnoxious.
It's unique,
just so beautiful,
and rare.
It's my perfect match.
I've played the Oboe for six years now, and I would never give it up. I used to take band in school but I quit because I disliked the class, even though the teachers really wanted me to stay. They would give me solos and important parts in songs, they told me how good I was at the Oboe. However, I don't think i'm as good as they think I am, but the Oboe is my musical match, there is nothing more unique than the Oboe and I still play the instrument everyday, I will never drop it.
Tatiana Dec 2012
Tear laden pool,
filled with secret betrayals,
that float endlessly,
on the still water.

Smoke fades,
oh so slowly,
just like your eyes,
that now drift endlessly,
into a daydream.

Soft clouds,
roll across the blue sky,
never stopping,
on their long path.

A pebble is thrown,
into the pool,
and it ripples,
shattering the calm image,
that sits in the mind.

Laden with grief,
a leaf floats,
to the bottom,
touching the sand,
that rests beneath.

Looking up,
through the now still water,
the light is blurred,
and the leaf is weighed
down.

Not wanting,
to return,
to the surface,
because its vision,
is drowned.
Tatiana Dec 2012
Buried in piles of debris,
is a destroyed city,
that has never been seen,
by the public eye.

A man stands alone,
with his shovel in hand,
prepared to unearth,
the secrets beneath,
that claimed this city's end.

Look at this,
a dead city beneath his small feet,
it stretches out for miles,
it never seems to end,
but somehow it did.

Its no longer living,
the city is dead,
and his thirst for knowledge,
is not that far behind,
following the city's path,
to its inevitable end.
Tatiana Dec 2012
Hate,
is quite a strong word,
and I know i've used it
before.

But,
I never used it so freely,
I use it, when I mean
it.

You,
don't know the difference,
between hate, and
dislike.

I,
suggest you learn very soon,
or we will have some
issues.

So,
with all that said,
will you think about the strength in
words.

Or,
will you use them,
too freely,
again.
Tatiana Dec 2012
A child's soul,
is like a soft breeze,
blowing on a hot summers day,
making you relax,
and feel like you want to play.

A child's laugh,
is a contagious chuckle,
that makes you feel warm,
on a cold day
when you feel alone.

A child's smile,
is pure innocence,
that makes you feel,
like you are young,
again.

A child's eyes,
are the doorway,
to your own soul,
because that child's soul,
embraces your own.

A child's soul,
never truly leaves you,
when you feel like laughing,
and being carefree,
you know that soul is still alive,
and it's beautiful.
Tatiana Dec 2012
With vacant expressions
and blank stares,
they live in a dead end
going nowhere.
One is lost
one is halfway there,
can we save them?
Do they even care?
How much can they take,
from all of the fakes?
Will they get a second chance,
to take a stance?
and end the cruelty,
and the waste.
Of small children lives
when they're under five.
Tatiana Dec 2012
Such cruelness,
was injected into our world today,
and we could hardly stop it.
Such vile hatred,
such insanity,
in killing,
in cutting lives short,
especially young ones,
whose journey had only
just begun.
Now they're gone,
gone from their families,
taken from their right,
to live.
Speaking of rights,
if we lose our
right to bear arms,
it will make no difference.
People will still be cruel,
and dangerous,
people will still own guns.
Murdering someone is illegal,
but that doesn't stop sick people from
doing so.
So if we lose our right
to bear arms,
it wont stop people,
from owning guns.
This right is already restricted enough,
anymore,
and people won't be able to protect
themselves.
Just like with what happened,
today,
to the children
and teachers,
they had nothing to defend themselves
with.
Thus resulting,
in a horrific tragedy.
And I pray to God,
that their families can pull through,
because losing a child,
must be the hardest pain
to deal with in life.
And I know they may never recover
from that pain.
But this restriction,
that will harm instead of help,
makes me ask this question.
I live in the United States,
but am I really free?
I know I am asking a rather controversial question in our right to bear arms, but there were many shootings before that were stopped because someone had their own weapon on them, and they ended it before it got out of hand. If our right to bear arms was taken away, it won't stop people from keeping their guns and getting guns, its like the Prohibition, it was cause such a great uproar. Taking away a right that's in the Bill of Rights, is like taking away a natural right that all people are entitled to. The Bill of Rights were created for a reason and we shouldn't mess with them. Now please don't think that I don't care about what happened or that I am not horrified that a person would ever **** a child, because I am horrified in that. I ask the question am I truly free because of the two scenarios, the threat to our rights, and the shooting in the elementary school in Connecticut, if they were really free, then someone might have had a concealed weapon and could have stopped it, because if we were truly free then our right would not be restricted.... My heart goes out to every family effected by this shooting, i'm praying for all of you, because I know what losing someone you love can feel like, and I can only imagine the pain of losing a child... So please God help these families make it through, and remind them that their children are safe in your hands, and that they are always with their families.
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