(Please do note that these are poems I wrote in like two dakika so yeah they might not be that great...)
***You'll never be alone***
Even through the toughest times
Someone will always be there
If wewe have Marafiki
You’ll never be solo
Even if it doesn’t go right
Even if wewe think wewe might die
If wewe have friends
You’ll make it to the end
Even though it all seems to fade
Receding in the darkest night
Having friends
Makes it all go away
Times may be bad
Times may be good
But if wewe have friends
You’ll never be alone
______________________________
***No Going Back***
Believe not this lie ive told
I am not who I’ve alisema I am
Everyday I live in this disloyalty
Hurting everyone, especially me
Covered up so much am I
kwa this useless lie that’s mine
That it is as though I had disappeared
Into my very own self
Dispite all the chances I had
To recover what has been lost
I was always blind
But now I see my own truths
The only thing Ive ever known
Has been the pain that must be killed
The only chance I knew to save myself
Was something that would kill me soon
The one thing that could numb my pain
Made it worse everyday
Death would onyesha at my doorstep
Before I had the chance to really live
There’s no going back
No going back
To the siku that I began
To save me from what I am
There’s no zaidi escape
In what I once found paradise
All that is found is zaidi pain
Uncurable
wewe may not hear my screams
But they are there in between
Loud enough that I hear them
To quiet to be noticed
_____________________________
***The Good Times***
Good times always last
Good times never fade
Good times last forever
Never escaping even the farthest grasp
Good times are always there
Each of us knows
Good times are what counts
Never hold it back
Good times for each of us
Has a different meaning
But the concept is the same
Live, Love, and Laugh
When we’re Lost within dark sarrow
All that must be done
Have a good time
And you’ll live to see the end
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***At The End Of The Day***
At the end of the day
Everyday
I feel wewe looking at me
Watching out for me
Like I would do for you
And I know
I know
That it’s wewe who stands there
It’s wewe that I feel
And for once in my life
I know where I belong
And it’s in your mind
And in your arms, around me tight
We aren’t that far
From where we need to be
We’re almost there
In our private world
Amazing as it seems
There only seemed to be me
But now there’s you
Forever to be
___________________________
***You'll never be alone***
Even through the toughest times
Someone will always be there
If wewe have Marafiki
You’ll never be solo
Even if it doesn’t go right
Even if wewe think wewe might die
If wewe have friends
You’ll make it to the end
Even though it all seems to fade
Receding in the darkest night
Having friends
Makes it all go away
Times may be bad
Times may be good
But if wewe have friends
You’ll never be alone
______________________________
***No Going Back***
Believe not this lie ive told
I am not who I’ve alisema I am
Everyday I live in this disloyalty
Hurting everyone, especially me
Covered up so much am I
kwa this useless lie that’s mine
That it is as though I had disappeared
Into my very own self
Dispite all the chances I had
To recover what has been lost
I was always blind
But now I see my own truths
The only thing Ive ever known
Has been the pain that must be killed
The only chance I knew to save myself
Was something that would kill me soon
The one thing that could numb my pain
Made it worse everyday
Death would onyesha at my doorstep
Before I had the chance to really live
There’s no going back
No going back
To the siku that I began
To save me from what I am
There’s no zaidi escape
In what I once found paradise
All that is found is zaidi pain
Uncurable
wewe may not hear my screams
But they are there in between
Loud enough that I hear them
To quiet to be noticed
_____________________________
***The Good Times***
Good times always last
Good times never fade
Good times last forever
Never escaping even the farthest grasp
Good times are always there
Each of us knows
Good times are what counts
Never hold it back
Good times for each of us
Has a different meaning
But the concept is the same
Live, Love, and Laugh
When we’re Lost within dark sarrow
All that must be done
Have a good time
And you’ll live to see the end
________________________________
***At The End Of The Day***
At the end of the day
Everyday
I feel wewe looking at me
Watching out for me
Like I would do for you
And I know
I know
That it’s wewe who stands there
It’s wewe that I feel
And for once in my life
I know where I belong
And it’s in your mind
And in your arms, around me tight
We aren’t that far
From where we need to be
We’re almost there
In our private world
Amazing as it seems
There only seemed to be me
But now there’s you
Forever to be
___________________________
Remembering is just an invention of the mind,
So wewe need not try to remember something,
wewe remember it automatically.
Which is the best thing that wewe could have.
The good times that we had...
It is placed in a portion of your mind.
The bad times that we had...
It is placed in the other part of your mind.
wewe try to forget all of the bad things that happened,
But it is not possible.
It is stuck in you.
The bad things are painted in ink on your heart.
The good things, wewe try to remember.
And they stay.
They never go.
Never leave you.
Remembering is just an invention of the mind.
And, well...I guess I'm happy for that.
So I can remember every friend I've had,
Every boyfriend,
And all the good times.
Every memory will never leave my heart.
They will never be forsaken.
Never.
So wewe need not try to remember something,
wewe remember it automatically.
Which is the best thing that wewe could have.
The good times that we had...
It is placed in a portion of your mind.
The bad times that we had...
It is placed in the other part of your mind.
wewe try to forget all of the bad things that happened,
But it is not possible.
It is stuck in you.
The bad things are painted in ink on your heart.
The good things, wewe try to remember.
And they stay.
They never go.
Never leave you.
Remembering is just an invention of the mind.
And, well...I guess I'm happy for that.
So I can remember every friend I've had,
Every boyfriend,
And all the good times.
Every memory will never leave my heart.
They will never be forsaken.
Never.
*Poem I wrote for a class project on the holocaust.
DON'T COPY*
Different in ways they couldn't control
Killed for reasons we do not know
Ranging from ages young to old
The innocent people were taken from homes
Soulless people did not care
That the Jewish were in despair
Concentration camps ending their screams
Breaking apart their families
Not once did they do anything wrong
They opened their mouths and sang a sad song
Years went kwa and zaidi pain came
Until on one very special day
As one we all saved
The survivors of the Holocaust
DON'T COPY*
Different in ways they couldn't control
Killed for reasons we do not know
Ranging from ages young to old
The innocent people were taken from homes
Soulless people did not care
That the Jewish were in despair
Concentration camps ending their screams
Breaking apart their families
Not once did they do anything wrong
They opened their mouths and sang a sad song
Years went kwa and zaidi pain came
Until on one very special day
As one we all saved
The survivors of the Holocaust
It is 120 years into the future and the Rights Organization is stronger than ever. They are killing zaidi people than ever and there are only three people that can save the World and they are children. Jordan is a thirteen mwaka old witch and is the daughter of the Greek god sun, Apollo. Mark, a fourteen mwaka old wizard who is the son of Demeter. And last but not least Ivy is a thirteen mwaka old daughter of Ares and a great witch. These three children are the worlds only hope. Read Half and Half, The Begining of the End.
Me and Those
Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants wewe to do something,
au be something
That sometimes wewe don’t want to be?
They are those!
wewe know them!
wewe probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect wewe to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
wewe don’t want to take.
They are those who expect wewe to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
wewe prefer to be small and humble.
But do wewe think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!
They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since wewe were born,
Came up with a path for wewe in life.
But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
Artwork by me
Sitting right where wewe are
wewe have no claim on me
I know my own path
I am my own guide
wewe are nothing to me
No matter how wewe try
What do wewe care?
If I'm not doing it right
I'm not following you
I know my own path
I am my own guide
wewe don't know me
No matter how wewe try
Why are wewe here?
wewe know I don't want you
I told wewe to leave me
I am my own path
I know my own guide
wewe can't mold me
No matter how wewe try
Why do I feel compelled to write angsty poetry? I swear I'm not even that angsty. lol Oh well, I hope someone out there enjoys it.
A whisper in the cavern that goes unheard,
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved kwa any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind au fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
au accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will wewe take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop imba of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even kwa taking one step forward,
kwa placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
wewe will realize the cage has already been broken.
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved kwa any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind au fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
au accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will wewe take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop imba of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even kwa taking one step forward,
kwa placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
wewe will realize the cage has already been broken.
