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I use poetry as a means to express primarily to myself how I feel. A means for me to, well move on past hurt. Or when an Idea comes to mind. Or when I'm bored and in a mood to do something creative. The following poems are feelings I've felt throughout the years...its like a retrospective of my emotions. LOL.

 

 

 

A New Beginning

 

 

 

Let your feet take you places

 

That youÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ve never been before

 

As your heartbeat races

 

And youÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢re headed out the door

 

 

 

Open up your eyes

 

Let the sunlight in

 

ItÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ll help you realize

 

That thereÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s more life within

 

 

 

The past that you regret

 

Makes you wish time could rewind

 

Forgive and forget to find

 

The broken heart you left behind

 

 

 

Your past it holds you down

 

It keeps you from living

 

The baggage kept around

 

Keeps you from forgiving

 

 

 

Let your feet take you places

 

That youÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ve never been before

 

As your heartbeat races

 

And youÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢re walking out the door

 

 

 

Your broken heart is mended

 

The joy is now renewed

 

YouÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢re no longer offended

 

And a better lifeÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s pursued

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes

 

 

 

Sometimes I feel

 

As if all I do is cry

 

These tears are real

 

Oh I do so try

 

Not to cry

 

But tears well up

 

And tears fall down

 

And its all I do to not erupt

 

 

 

My heart aches

 

With pain inside

 

All emotions

 

Like a roller coaster ride

 

 

 

Up and down

 

Right side up

 

Turning round

 

 

 

Why I cry

 

I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know why

 

Maybe disappointment

 

Aching inside

 

Needing heart ointment

 

Maybe ill-used

 

Or Verbally abused

 

Maybe my mistakes

 

I need to stop this crying

 

For goodness sakes

 

I need to find Kindness

 

I need to find cheer

 

I need to find Goodness

 

In the friends I hold dear

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Guy of your dreams

 

 

 

I could dream about a guy

 

or I could dream that I could fly

 

but why oh why would I dream those

 

When I could dream of who else knows

 

 

 

I don't know why oh why

 

why I'd dream about a guy

 

 

 

All those girls are in a daze

 

about some guy in different ways

 

 

 

I just know that thats not me

 

I'd rather not, Just let me be

 

 

 

Why oh Why should I care

 

about some guy thats not there

 

This Fantasy, its everywhere

 

This Fantasy, get out of here!

 

 

 

I don't know, why oh why

 

why I'd dream about a guy

 

 

 

All I know is thats not me

 

I'd rather not, now don't you see?

 

 

 

 

 

Wildflowers

 

 

 

Wild flowers,

 

In a field,

 

Swaying towers,

 

In the breeze,

 

 

 

Wild Flowers,

 

Everywhere,

 

Spring showers,

 

Refreshing flowers,

 

 

 

All the colors,

 

Of the rainbow,

 

Shining brightly,

 

In the field,

 

 

 

BeeÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s a buzzing.

 

Carrying pollen,

 

To and fro,

 

In the field,

 

 

 

All made by God,

 

My heavenly father,

 

Shining brightly,

 

Like golden rod

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A True Friend

 

 

 

A true friend

 

Is hard to find

 

Today right now

 

In this world

 

 

 

What is a true friend

 

Is it a friend

 

Whom you can ALWAYS depend

 

 

 

A true friend

 

Is hard to find

 

Today right now

 

In this world

 

 

 

What is a true friend

 

Is it a friend

 

WhoÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ll always care

 

Who will always comforts you

 

When thereÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s no one else anywhere

 

 

 

A true friend

 

Is hard to find

 

Today right now

 

In this world

 

 

 

When you give up

 

When you despair.

 

Remember this heÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s everywhere

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Your Absence is Felt

 

 

 

 

 

In the twilight of each day

 

 

 

when my heart seems turned away

 

 

 

from these daily tasks I do

 

 

 

as I try not to cry over you

 

 

 

Your absence is felt

 

 

 

as I daily remember

 

 

 

of the joys that we shared

 

 

 

for my love will last forever

 

 

 

In the darkness of the night

 

 

 

while the moon glistens bright

 

 

 

My thoughts would turn towards you

 

 

 

and the things we use to do

 

 

 

The dawning of each day

 

 

 

reminds me of the way

 

 

 

you would rise early every day

 

 

 

and start to reading right away

 

 

 

I miss You, I do

 

 

 

as I continue through

 

 

 

all my days

 

 

 

reminders of you in different ways

 

 

 

hoping one day to see you once again

 

 

 

to show you my love, dear friend...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Not Me

 

 

 

I'm not the kind of girl

 

 

 

who walks around in malls

 

 

 

wearing trendy clothes

 

 

 

like those manikin dolls

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm not a flirt

 

 

 

I don't play that game

 

 

 

don't wear a mini skirt

 

 

 

(I think that's lame!)

 

 

 

I'm not that kind of girl

 

 

 

and their "trendy" clothes

 

 

 

make me want to hurl

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm not the type

 

 

 

that goes blah blah blah

 

 

 

On a cell phone

 

 

 

or who spends money at a spa

 

 

 

Their so ditzy, their minds been blown

 

 

 

I'm not in their Clique

 

 

 

I'm all my own

 

 

 

I'm not that kind of chick

 

 

 

I like my way

 

 

 

its all my own

 

 

 

I'd never change it any day

 

 

 

let them laugh

 

 

 

at the way I dress

 

 

 

I'd rather be laughed at

 

 

 

then get into that mess!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Alone

 

 

 

Here I lay all alone

 

 

 

in this place I call my own

 

 

 

but does not feel like home sweet home

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

here I am feeling so alone

 

 

 

though people are all around me

 

 

 

my loneliness is still unknown

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Though moments would come

 

 

 

when I'd feel not like the only one

 

 

 

moments where when I'd have fun

 

 

 

not on my own, but with everyone

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

times like those

 

 

 

seam few and far

 

 

 

and moments have arose

 

 

 

when it seams hard to bare

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So I try and find ways

 

 

 

to sooth away the pain

 

 

 

and I try to fill my days

 

 

 

though the loneliness remain

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

here I am remembering

 

 

 

moments went by, and now is gone

 

 

 

to sooth my pain I sing

 

 

 

that is why I write this song

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

hoping it will help time go by

 

 

 

and bring another restful night

 

 

 

so there I'll lie

 

 

 

in the moons soothing light

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Continued Failure

 

 

 

I continue to try

 

 

 

yet I keep on failing

 

 

 

when I fail I cry

 

 

 

with frustration and wailing

 

 

 

the work seems too hard

 

 

 

but I continue trying

 

 

 

when I once again fail, feeling like a [developmentally delayed]

 

 

 

so upset I keep crying

 

 

 

failing I succeed at

 

 

 

I'm learning to do better

 

 

 

I've got it bout down flat

 

 

 

with his help I'll be greater

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I know sometimes all around you there's troubles

 

 

 

so much to endure with heartache and turmoil

 

 

 

but there is still hope and to God I'll be Loyal

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm getting quite drained

 

 

 

my emotions are flowing

 

 

 

let hope still remained

 

 

 

and my faith is still growing

 

 

 

my troubles seem few

 

 

 

to the ailments of others

 

 

 

but God will renew

 

 

 

our Joy, Oh my brothers

 

 

 

failing I succeed at

 

 

 

I'm learning to do better

 

 

 

I've got it bout down flat

 

 

 

with his help I'll be greater

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I know sometimes all around you there's troubles

 

 

 

so much to endure with heartache and turmoil

 

 

 

but there is still hope and to God I am Loyal

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Feelings

 

My feelings

 

 

 

I cannot express

 

 

 

for fear of others

 

 

 

and my want to impress

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Their Bottled Up

 

 

 

Oh so much

 

 

 

that people must be weary

 

 

 

of explosion at touch

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Heart aches

 

 

 

for I want to explain

 

 

 

but my hopes to

 

 

 

are very much in vain

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

People around me

 

 

 

expect me to be good

 

 

 

so expressing my feelings

 

 

 

is something I wish I could

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I cannot cry

 

 

 

for they say "don't go there"

 

 

 

so I keep it inside

 

 

 

never for others to know or me to share

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

so I save it for nights

 

 

 

when everyone's asleep

 

 

 

I cry in my pillow

 

 

 

so they won't hear a peep

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Woah! thats ALOT of Peoms huh? But really its just a few of what I've written. If you've made it through this far I commend you on your endurance/perseverence. Now I would love to hear what you think of my stuff? I'm thinking one of these days I might compile alot of my poetry into a small book...perhaps one of these days...lol

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Wow, you definitely write alot! I enjoyed every single one of them, some of them I think sound a bit odd in places, but I loved them!!! Keep this up! Brilliant! Fantastic!! ! =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> I applaude you. Literally.

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Thank you guys so much for your comments!

 

Here is yet another poem. the newest installment to my collection. lol

 

ENJOY!

 

 

 

Reflection

 

 

 

As I gaze into the mirror

 

with open mind in thought

 

I see the image that is there

 

 

 

the reflection that I see

 

is but an outer shell of me

 

but the question is not what I see

 

but what God see's inside of me

 

 

 

what lies beyond those hazel eyes

 

only me and God can see

 

the secrets that I hold

 

the secrets that are me

 

 

 

only with projection

 

of the secrets that I hold

 

(though frightened of rejection,

 

I must be Bold)

 

I can be and do

 

all that God wants me to

 

 

 

So with projection, my reflection

 

is not just my outer shell

 

but is a reflection of my faith in christ

 

and of my heart as well.

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I felt really wierd when i read your work. I feel as though all of those words were written by some clone (female version) of me. Not only an awesome poet, and a Christian, but a girl who isn't wrapped up in all the stuff all too many teens are. Keep writing: you never know when it might completely change someone for the better.

 

 

 

-Chris Chaney rsn Christofels

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