Wrote this for a friend who was going through a rough time dealing with a breakup back in the beginning of our senior year of high school. Everything's good now though and blessed with someone to love.
~Never Give Up~
I hear your voice over the phone:
upset, sad, angry, scared.
Heartbreak is hard that I know
even though I’ve never had happen like this.
Actually I’ve never had it happen before to tell the truth.
I can’t say I know how it really feels
what you are going through,
but I can tell you this one thing.
I’ll always be there for you when you need me,
when you need someone to talk to,
when you need someone’s shoulder to cry on,
when you need someone to comfort you.
I won’t tire of hearing your voice
for it’s calling out to be heard.
It calls out needing comfort,
needing someone to say that everything will be alright,
even though it feels like it never will be alright.
Whenever you need someone just call me and I’ll listen.
I’ll listen until every star in the sky fades away.
I’ll listen until the sun never rises and the moon never shines.
I’ll listen until every tear seems to flow until it seems you can’t cry anymore.
Please don’t hate yourself for what happened
since it’ll only seem worse.
Don’t give up for that’s not like you.
Love hurts and sometimes it seems that life can never go on
once a love so great is gained then lost.
A love that seemed perfect then ripped apart in a million pieces
and thrown to the ground to be stomped on and laughed at.
It hurts so bad that you wish you could die or disappear.
But whatever you do, don’t give in and don’t give up.
Don’t let the darkness of hate and pain get to you too much.
Hope is still there watching out.
Watching out to find someone that will love you with all their heart
and will take care of you even if it wasn’t the one that you once loved at first.
Never give up because for that you can and will be strong and continue to get stronger.
I know I wrote this back in my junior year of high school since it's about a friend I had come to admire quite a lot at that time.
~~Seasons~~
You remind me of the seasons
throughout the year.
Autumn.
Born in that time when
The leaves change and fall.
Red leaves my favorite
reminding me of your pretty red hair.
Winter.
Cold weather it seems but the snow
reminds me of your pretty skin soft and pale.
The white snow falling in your hair makes
You look like an angelic goddess.
Spring.
A time of new beginnings.
Flowers bloom full of bright colors
and you remind me of the
bright and cheerful like the tulips,
playful like the daffodils and daisies,
lovely like the lilies, and
beautiful like the roses.
Summer.
Quiet evening and calm nights
filled with the white dots of stars.
Peaceful you are and gentle like those nights.
Even if you get angry at something or someone,
like a thunderstorm passing by,
you cheer up again and forgive
and let those peaceful nights show
the stars once again.
I believe I wrote this during the winter months of 2007. I know I was in my math class at the time staring out the window at the snow falling instead of paying attention to the teacher. Oops. I find I did that a lot lol.
~Endless~
Time.
Endless it is and ever flowing
like the streams of water flowing down
to meet the ocean.
Like a ribbon threading through space
endlessly.
Like the hand on a clock
continually going.
Keeps going like the continual rise
and setting of the sun on the horizon.
However time doesn’t always keep going
for some things.
Like people.
Their time seems fleeting in the vast expanse,
like a mere candle burning slowly,
and then one day just fade away.
Time becomes precious in that fact
and so people wish they could control it.
They wish their candle will never fade
and so never end.
What would it be like to live through time
endlessly and possibly agelessly?
Would it be fun?
Exciting?
Or would it bring more to one’s mind on how
people can make mistakes
and either change them or
repeat them?
Would it get boring after a while
when everything has been seen or done?
One could never know by living forever
for forever is still far away.
But one could still enjoy their time by
living life to its fullest before their candle
fades away.
Can't remember when I wrote this. I believe in March of 2007 but it's been a long while.
~Flickering Candle in Darkness~
A small candlelight flickering in the impending darkness.
Slowly it tries to light that darkness;
The darkness of those who are untrusting.
Untrusting people of the world shrouding themselves in darkness;
Darkness of untrusting, accepting only what they believe to be true.
But the candle slowly tries to maintain the light of its flame.
A light that shows that others should trust others; to accept other ideas.
A light of a new generation that can possibly set things right.
A light that will fight at all costs to keep their light burning.
Never letting the light of the candle fade out to the darkness.
Had to do a poem to a picture and I happened to grab a black and white photo of a graveyard and this is what came to mind. Did this back in my junior year of high school in May of 2006. (Also on my profile).
~Death's Whispers~
Leaves swirl in
a chilly wind
of autumn.
Silence befalls
the place where
no one goes often.
The trees around
creak and groan
in the chilly wind
with their branches bare.
The cloudy grey sky of early evening
makes the grey stones seem
even more weathered,
more haunting,
more desolate.
Names of people past
written on the stones
telling vaguely of a life spent.
Dead flowers and faded ribbons
set in front of the stones of lost family
find themselves lost in the eerie silence
of the graveyard
of Death's whispers.
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