"foget" poems
We will chase the sun until our time is up
And we will be ok because we have to be
oh, we will chase the sun, till our time is up.
so don't fear for us we were strong enough.
Oh chasing the sun until the moon comes up in the sky.
We might get sad but, youll never hear us cry.
Tell my mom that I am alright, tell my dad I wont
be home tonight.
I am chasing the sun, but Ill be home when I've had enough.
and when its all said and done I would have lived,
I would have chased the sun.
As great as it might seem, freedom is never really free.
We are young and we still bleed.
We were young, much to young
we didn't get to see the world for what it was
But we chased the sun, our time came now our time is up.
Pleas don't foget us now that we are breathless
don't cry for us because we are gone
love us for what we were not what we could have been
love us till the end
We will chase the sun till our time is up,
and we will be ok because we have to be.
We have lived, we have lived enough.
We chased the sun till the moon came up in the sky
so pleas don't cry for us now that our time has come.
pleas be strong enough
Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 12:22 PM UTC
I must say that these last couple months have been interesting since I found this site.
It has given my an inspiration to let more of my words out and to search for all of your words.
So far I am amazed.
We won't save the world but at least we can show how similar and different, light and dark we are.
We are the soul of this age and I don't want a single person here to foget that.
Keep up bearing your souls.
We all have something to say.
And as always I will bear my soul to you as well butl leave it up to the viewer what might be seen.
Your lover, brother, and other,
Joshua Haynes
Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 6:06 PM UTC
Did you know
That in the snow
Despite the glow
Our fears
Are still there
Still holding us near
Did you know
In the snow
The fear still grows
Even when it's covered
Under beautiful snow smothered
Just beneath the surface can be discovered
Did you know
In the snow
The winds of change still blow
You can try to foget
It will still make you sweat
It will still make you pay that debt
Did you know
In the snow
The fear will still make your blood run cold
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 1:49 PM UTC
(1/23/13)
when it comes to **** - i agree for this was something that she did not foresee
she wanted to have a normal life, fall in love and become a wife.
to have children if and when she decided, and not be afraid or to hide it.
she had been ***** - body , mind , and soul
and she feels she no longer has control.
now this is what a ****** has in mind, and wants to be in control all the time.
yet now ! you do have a choice which will be the first of many
keep this child or abort, and foget everything that you may have been taught.
if GOD had this **** planned for you ( which i don't believe)
then he's also given you the choice as what to do
he has given us all free will, and with a decision like this
you can't stand still.
some will say it's because the clothes you wore- or things you said
but with a ****** - you did not want to bed.
( e.g. )right now this child is like a drop of spit which you spit out
because of the bad taste it gives. "do you want this child to live?"
the taste may stay in your mouth the rest of your days
is this the way this child will be raised?
yet the choice is up to you - no one knows what you've gone thru.
if they had punishments to fit the crimes, then the ******
would get it from behind.
they would know what they put you through because they'll be
going thru it too, and if they was to **** with intent
their life in jail would be spent.
if they have no regard for human life
then they should pay the ultimate price.
Jan 23, 2013
Jan 23, 2013 at 7:26 PM UTC
I will close the window and open the door
I will go walking but not in a vehicle yet think of every human being
I will stand but I will sit too but never foget to get up.
Its not that I never fall,Its that I get up everytime I fall
If a theres anything I’ll catch it with both hand even if it is a ball.
Just like sun shine on world my life will shine in the world.
I will complete what I started even if theres a obstacle to fold
One change leads to another change, but my change will lead to many changes
How far everones voice will reach, my voice will reach everyone thru their own ranges.
Sep 20, 2010
Sep 20, 2010 at 9:41 AM UTC
Space is black, so as too it why can't you win a race.
Face it winning, is my honor you are like gum sticky and silly only filled with envy for you will never become a winning.
Know, I was just kidding your "OK" at getting second place, when im looking back your head bagging to my style.
Slow down pal forward, only no slow motion because as is sacred gemetic shapes see to it I'm the out line of gold.
So yes you now can behold, you are a silver me is of gold so be better next time and don't forget to become bold.
Cuz heating thang's up is my cup of gold low and bewilder of change and flow.
So, watch out as spring become's of snow and your feet get stuck in the soggy cold.
I will laugh, with glee as you become of fever you should have wore a coat you dreamer.
Im, a thinker slaying reason of flaws we shall talk of winning.
Winner winner points on board is the defender.
Loser loser you are sad and clueless.
The options where not fixes as to your believing them to be.
When we raced im a spotter of flaws.
Calcated your movements and pace.
Sure too glance, before the race to Duluth your out looks at 1st.
Now you seem, to think back nodding do you understand it was my plain at hand.
Not to say I cheated using methods unknow for my win.
I just Foget basic Principles of thought and see all points of reference.
Mar 29, 2017
Mar 29, 2017 at 8:58 AM UTC
you appear so fragile:
i don't know whether
to want you,
or discard you,
touch you:
or foget to have missed
me **** you...
your language
is a laguid tease...
i macbeth, i macbeth...
i leave the i am,
open to satiate
your scoop
for an, opening
of the wound...
i am bemused by
having to deal with you
as a curiosity,
that i...
sometimes forget
to chase my own shadow...
you: forever in third
person...
are:
a person not worth
an enigmas' worth
to replace the person
being towed...
and i know what appears
fragile...
the most... insect-like
apparent...
a dog-barking-familiar...
fake...
i know what shuffles
in shatter
and the scooping fake...
a mind...
like any other...
a hybrid of the wind
like a tow of the sly
of the southern scythe
made: lumber...
tow: and the fallen
tree, tow...
silence...
echo...
winter breed:
a lost... scuttle...
macbeth o macbeth!
i beseech you, macbeth!
to have to heave
one
heart, but be given
another....
and all that constitutes
the deaths of
the enshrined
parody
of the basics of
the lived society...
ich bin spiegel:
ich bin schrein -
ich bin mutter-witwe:
ich bin:
die zuletzt:
ende...
kommen entweder sie
zeit,
ür
platz....
ür:
gott ist alle
gott iß güt!
i don't want to speak
the language
i was either born with,
or the language
i acquired...
but i also don't want
to speak the language
that's desired...
ar wir bestimmt...
sprechen klein so?
am i always to
halve what is,
and what isn't so?
scot: hi' h'oon!
hoom!
sober...
and soak:
and north baron
of: 'oon!
'arangue?!
'a!
swoon a'r'ah shoon!
hoo!
e'yeer!
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 12:40 AM UTC
The colossol sky was blue enough to absorb our anxieties
The immense clouds were white enough to provide us peace
The tall grasses were green enough to smile at us
The stony path was rough enough to burst us into meaningless laughters!
The consoling songs were melodious enough to help us foget everything
And...we were euphoric enough to enjoy every moment!
I miss the lost old days...
Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 4:49 AM UTC
Don’t forget to wash
Your hands after you’ve
Been to the toilet
Auntie said and don’t
Talk with your mouth full
Or at the dining
Table during meals
And always stand when
A lady enters
The room it’s basic
Manners Colin just
Basic manners and
If you must share the
Bacon rind with the
**** dog make sure his
Lips don’t touch yours and
Colin nodded his
Head slowly making
No reply keeping
His mouth closed during
The meal stood each time
His aunt entered the
Room from the kitchen
And wondered if his
Auntie knew it was
He who wrote the short
Scribbled poem on
The toilet wall and
If she had whether
She had smiled or laughed
Secretly to her
Self at the humour
Or maybe in her
Grumpiness didn’t
Give a **** at all.
Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 3:20 AM UTC
Mother will wipe us all
Even if she love all living thing
All living thing that she create
She will destroy all decease
All decease that we as "Humans"
Has done to her
Careful what you wish for
Because she you does forget.
As a mother of love.
May 26, 2016
May 26, 2016 at 12:20 AM UTC
i cant stop to say hello with a mirrored glow reflecting in your eyes
i need to foget those things that make my memorys painfully harsh
lm new and will move like i am
born with a collection of who i was
but i dont know who i am
i was a boy strength no part hope just filling me
Jul 27, 2013
Jul 27, 2013 at 2:54 PM UTC
Let me do something
And tell you important thing
That words I have remind
And repeat them every moment
In my heart, in my mind
That I love you from my heart
I love you and do as you act
My heart goes, when you go
My heart stand when you stop
My eyes open wide to see all your smart
They can't bear your bright
This shines from your face
That means the life that I demand
The words that I'll say in fast
"I love you" that I want
I discovered i foget
Or it can't be told
Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 7:03 AM UTC
Moving on is one task I never see complete.
I couldn't forget many things if I tried.
I'll never forget when he was my best friend.
I'll never foget the nights we walked and left our shoes off because it was just that warm.
I still see us standing at the water on our walks.
I still see the person he was and who he made me. I still cry because I'll never be that girl again. So untouched by pain, so naive to what he would do. I remember the first time he touched me. He showed me the stars. He made me feel special and wanted and important. Those were the happiest days I've ever experienced. I still feel all the boys who touched me after him. With their strange ***** hands. All still unknown to me. I remember thinking they would be all I could have. I was there for their use. A kiss is just a kiss. It doesn't mean that he'll love you in the morning. Wake up. Show yourself the stars. Leave your shoes by the door. Whisper to the wind and know that the sun will come with new seasons and people to let go of, and when it sets you can look at the moon and know that he will be looking too.
Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 11:53 PM UTC
How i wish… I never made it early
How i wish… I never made it late
How i wish… No times were wrong to share
How i wish… No times were right to share
How i wish… I could rewind
How i wish… I could forward
How i wish… I could say
How i wish… I could hide
How i wish… I am always winner
How i wish… I am always looser
How i wish… I have never shared
How i wish… I have ever shared
How i wish… There was no yesterday
How i wish… There is no tomorrow
How i wish… I could foget the past
How i wish… I could forget the future
How i wish… I could forget the future i thought
How i wish… I could forget the future i imagine
How i wish… I could forget the future i wished
How i wish… I could forget the future i planned
How i wish… Wishes comes true
Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 12:39 AM UTC
Did you know
That in the snow
Despite the glow
Our fears
Are still there
Still holding us near
Did you know
In the snow
The fear still grows
Even when it's covered
Under beautiful snow smothered
Just beneath the surface can be discovered
Did you know
In the snow
The winds of change still blow
You can try to foget
It will still make you sweat
It will still make you pay that debt
Did you know
In the snow
The fear will still make your blood run cold
May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 10:18 PM UTC
I went wondering
like a bewitched man,
the wonders of this world.
Another surprise launched,
right in ma sight,
her beauty made me foget
my mama's name
how I wished she whispered hello
Or even waved goodbye
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 10:13 AM UTC
it's okay to be a man
to be an animal
to be cage-free
to seek dominion
to express emotions.
it's okay to have enough sleep
Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 8:11 PM UTC