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Poem Daffodils kwa William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the onyesha to me had brought:

For oft, when on my kitanda I lie
In vacant au in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my moyo with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
I stopped breathing, I stopped weeping, My mind is bleeding, my eyes starts seeing, conscious starts to deceive me...

Why am I heading in the dark? Here's my body at the park, Treat it with dignity, my soul is out from here so u can leave it to be,

Been waiting for so long, now I'm departed from this world 'n now I'm gone, Noone near to upendo me cept my wife and yet she's so strong,

Broken pictures down the hall, the sound of moaning grows stronger down with a hunger call,

Every moment starts to fall, every dreams starts to crawl, Every life starts to bawl, All my life to know the world was evil.......
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posted by Kitannaheart12
With the thorns breaking through my skin i fall

just to hear wewe scream i hate you

and i cry and crawl through the wire and i get away from your voice its screaming in my ear!!! everwhere Im escaping!!!

and i wont see wewe and i fall again but when i get far i wont hear wewe screaming nomore for me!.

this dark whole the one that he made...I wont be in it nomore i will escape i cant stay in this underground with wewe ,you made this deep enough and now your stuck in it

But whos the one alone now?Is it me? cause what i see...

is people hate wewe not me..how could i let wewe be alone?

how could wewe make me...
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Dear Mom, this is a poem for you. Hope wherever wewe are, your with your dad and wewe can finally have the birthday you've always wanted, I upendo you, we all miss you.

Your silly cutesy smile,

Your crazy actions that wewe did were oh so wild!

I miss you,

every time I think of you, all the memories that I have with you...

I reach for a tissue.

I don't care if this sounds really sappy,

all I care about is if this made wewe happy.

I upendo you, I miss wewe especially that damned

that damned crazy smile will be here even if wewe haven't been here yourself for a while.

Happy birthday,

oh how I wish I could've been there with wewe when wewe needed me... then maybe you'd be here with all of us today,

today on your 43rd birthday.
posted by OfmiceandDes
The carousel of lies, In which we all ride.

Prohibiting us from upendo so abide.

wewe cannot see clearly, take a closer look.

At the words in my sad, endless book.

One lie after another, It comes so easy.

Unfortunately the outcome may not be so pleasing.

The truth hurts, heals and stores.

The lies which we have made before.

Lies of love, lies of hate.

Maybe soon we will be set straight.

Candy coating lies to muhuri the truth.

au painful lies to stain our suits

The mask we are behind is ought to break,

As well the carousel of lies we rode yesterday.

Yeah so um if anyone wants to request a poem topic then go ahead. maoni ? Thanks (:

posted by Ms_Whatever
For me, upendo was a dream
It was like the wind beneath my wings
It was the light that shines bright through the dark
I was waiting for my knight
To come save me from this awful life
And now that he came
It all just faded away
After every lie he surrounded me with
Which made it difficulty for me to trust
He treated me like I have no feelings
It made this little scare grow bigger in my chest
So now in hurting, but he doesn't even know
I'm hopeless, useless and pointless
These are the things I turned into
After he left me hanging with this hole in my heart
So here I am now
Standing with a broken heart
Trying to live my life again
But no matter how many times I've tried
It just make me hate upendo even more
posted by vampirefreak_26
My moyo beats fast
When I see wewe pass
The blood that flows trough my body
I'll tell wewe wats my hobby
a text full with red letters
I wish I could say somthing betters
The red shoe on my feet
Tells me that my upendo for wewe runs very deep
The color on my nails
Tells me that our upendo will never fails
This is what I'm gonna say
And this is what I'm gonna pray:
That are upendo remainstrue.
And that I never lose you.

Memories are not to be fergotten
But somtimes they get lost
Then wewe need to find them
Memories are for wewe to find
And for my to know
I may sound nosy,but....
Memories can be funny
If wewe have one to sear
Send me a message
I'm wating........

Hope wewe like it!!!
posted by vampirefreak_26
I see wewe everyday,but yet there is a ukuta between us
How did it happen,what let it happen?
My feelings for wewe are pure,but I don't know if wewe feel the same way
I'm ready for it,us,I think
A part of me is scared of getting my moyo broken again kwa a person I trust
The other part wants wewe zaidi than ever
But there is a problem,there ia also a nother
Who should I choose and who must I let go?
The swali I have to ask myself now is "Who di I need to life and who can I life without?"
I'm unsure right-now,just tell me how wewe feel,cause wewe are driving me crazy
I never asked wewe to be my Dad,
To slap me around and treat me bad.
I never asked wewe to drink alcohol,
I never asked for anything at all.

I never asked for the hurt and pain,
Or for the nights that were half insane.
I never asked for fights that were wild,
Or to grow up a bewildered child.

I never asked wewe to beat up my Mom,
Or for a blanket to help keep me warm.
I never asked wewe to leave me alone,
Or to grow up in a broken down home.

I never asked for this horrible life,
Or for the conflicts, the quarrels and strife.
I never once asked that I be defiled,
Or to grow up a bewildered child....
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posted by flaming-wave666
I upendo wewe zaidi than life itself
But I’m afraid to love.
My moyo is like the fragile wings
Of a tiny little dove.

I'm scared to get too close.
I feel that I can't win.
You'll upendo me for a little while
Then you'll set me free again.

I've lived so long on hopes and dreams
I don't know what to do.
I don't think I can trust my heart,
For it belongs to you.

I know you'll only hurt me
Yet, I still keep running back.
Between the paths of our hearts
There's a worn and beaten track.

You've got my moyo held on a string.
It’s breaking right in two.
Enough belongs to me -to hurt-
The rest belongs to you.

I know that somewhere in your heart
There is a place for me.
I just don't know how to find it
And there's no way to make wewe see.

I can only hope that someday
You'll wake up and you'll find,
That while my moyo belongs to yours,
Yours, too, belongs to mine.
" This poem is opposite to my mood as I am very happy in my life but I write this poem for the one who are not happy"

This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
I feel the darkness in the place
the place which seems bright to them
These people are not mine
but other recognized me with their names
I am feeling miserable,horrible,terrible here
But they are feeling magical,beautiful,peaceful here
I don't resemble to them in any way
I don't belong to them in any way
Here I am living the life that I never wanted to live
here they are living a life , filling their desires things.
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
posted by Geoo
Sad upendo Poems

Sad upendo poems are always one of the best elements of sadness. Nothing describes a broken moyo better than sad upendo poems. The poet’s poetic way uandishi may always find a rhythm with your inner feelings. And better yet if wewe are poet au at least feeling like one, why don’t wewe pick up your pen, in this case your keyboard and write your sad upendo poem. Your poem will help many others in times to come.

I'm so obsesses with poems so I wanted to make one too

I handed wewe my heart
when I handed it to wewe I
told wewe "be careful its
very fragile".
wewe held my moyo in your hands.
When I turned to go I hear
a shattering sound.
I felt a sharp pain go through me.
That instant I knew wewe had
dropped my heart.
I turned to see wewe on your knees
trying to pick up every piece.
I told wewe "forget it its my heart

kwa Geoo (me)
posted by Kitannaheart12
These liars ...

Use to there own face!

What do wewe see in the mirror?

Do wewe think being bad will make wewe live good?

Idk why...

they choose to..hurt

when they feel it all...

"No!, this cant be it cant happen to me... what did i do to deserve this" is called karma?

WHY DO wewe FUCKING lie...why do wewe want to hurt the one wewe always alisema wewe wanted someone to treat wewe so well here I am I alisema I wasnt going nowhere! Do wewe expect them to stay?

..after the hurt wewe want to do look at them now

roken just like wewe before they

put the fucking pieces back together Did wewe DESERVE THIS? wewe see your the one...
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posted by RuEbAn
They spoke sugar-coated words with a serpentine tongue,
Spun tales with a soft silken voice.
Drew her in with their songs that they sung, that they sung,
She was powerless, without a choice.

They whispered nightmares into her sleeping ears,
Tormenting her even in dreams.
In the light they seemed harmless, not one of her fears,
But these creatures were not what they seemed.

They told her of fire, they told her to burn,
Showed her fury, anger, and destructive things.
She couldn’t resist, she couldn’t escape,
A puppet controlled kwa their gossamer strings.

They whispered her lies and she did as they said,
A weak being destined to fall.
But she’s not alone, they’re not just in her head…
There’s a silver-eyed demon inside of us all.
posted by MissMuffin38
upendo Is Like A Snake,
So Cunning And Sly.
Leaves wewe Asking Questions,
Who,What,Where And Why?

My Tears Are Like The Ocean,
Flowing Like The Sea.
Anything I Dream Of,
I Know It Cannot Be.

We Can Gaze Up At The Skies,
And We'll Carefully Listen.
As The Angels Above Laugh,
And Their Wings Shimmer And Glisten.

She Creeps Round The Bushes,
As They Play Hide And Seek.
They'll Hide When We Wake,
And They'll PLay When We Sleep.

They Hate To See Torture,
Poverty And Neglect.
But They're Here To Treasure Us,
They're Here To Protect.

Angels Are Special,
In Each An Every Way.
They're Are Harmless Yet Beautiful,
And They Grow Everyday.

Sometimes It's Hard,
And It Cuts Like A Knife.
But Your Angel Stays With You,
Right Through Your Life.
posted by SueLuvsVJ101
wewe hear a normal name...
And the butterflies start.

That feeling in your soul,
That wewe just can't outsmart.

The one wewe think about every minute,
every single day.

wewe feel like picking flowers....
Your moyo skips a beat.....

And when they look at you,
wewe get covered in a lovely heat.

That great feeling, wewe always get...
Cupid just got himself a clean hit!

wewe feel yourself blush,
wewe know this isn't just a crush.

wewe smile, and just think
of what is to come

When wewe hear that voice, wewe now the truth,
Your the one for him, and he's the one for you!

kwa Susie Reeves Copyright 2011
posted by flaming-wave666
This lie's become a part of me
For months, I've played this game
uigizaji like it doesn't hurt
Each time I hear his name

Ignoring what's inside of me
Pretending I've moved on
As if the feelings I once had
For him are somehow gone

Spending each and every day
With happiness and laughs
Forgetting all our memories
Avoiding photographs

But last night when I saw him
For the first time since he left
My moyo stopped for a moment...
I couldn't catch my breath

When suddenly it hit me
As the tears started to flow
That even after all this time...
I just can't let him go
posted by Akiko_the_Cagon
Life can be miserable, cruel and worthless,
It can be the thing wewe dread the most,
Life can be happy,
It can be what wewe look mbele to,
Life can be carefree,

Life is what wewe make it.
Life is a portrait not done yet,
Life gives wewe the paint, your emotions, sanity
The portrait may have it's bad spots,
It may be blurry, and not understandable,
But in the end,
Life will make sense.
And the ones wewe left behind will see your work of Art,
And not judge who wewe are.


This is what I think, its not valid fact I believe. But the mind is the center of both your pains and joys, right? Well, this is supposto help.
posted by Jessica_fire
There is a horizon for you,
To onyesha my upendo for wewe from any view,
wewe are my treasure I guard,
I’ll never let tears fall from your eyes,
Whatever wewe want, ask me and I will raise all fit,
Just Say it, I will do it.
Limitless upendo I can give wewe anytime,
Trust me with your moyo every time,
wewe see at a glimpse of me when in want,
I am always ready for wewe to give wewe what wewe want even a bit,
Just say it, I will do it.
I don’t want money, leisure, carefree life,
The only is what I strife,
posted by BeB
When I see those heavenly eyes of yours~
I saw something I wanted to see zaidi of~
When wewe looked at me with those eyes I felt wewe were tresspassing
looking down into my heart.
Seeing what secrets lied there,
It was so terrifing, yet libaerating!
I couldn't look away I saw wewe had your own secrets...

And I wanted to heal those broken beautifull eyes,
Thats the siku wewe cursed me,
thats the siku those lovely eyes broke me down so badly that I wanted to cry!
You made me want to be the one to heal you,
I wanted to stay in those eyes...
I wanted wewe to be kwa my side, be mine and mine only...

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