Tag Archives: poetry

The Majestic Blue Sky

​With a great, burning passion

I fly high into the sky

Far above the clouds

Heading towards the stars

Following the wind without question

Knowing up here I’m safe

And am blessed with new freedom

A new sense of joy

From thrills felt by few

What else could feel this great

To be among the birds above

In a majestic paradise unmatched

A grand, blue, natural beauty

One can’t help but feel it so

When they fly so high in the sky
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This was the first real poem I’ve written, so it won’t be of the same quality as later poems. 

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Eternal

​What comes to mind

When you hear that word:

Eternal

 

Is it life everlasting?

Or maybe more

Eternal

 

Is it our love?

And longing for each other

Eternal

 

When I think of this word

I think naive

Yet maybe it isn’t so

Eternal
Our daily lives aren’t

Eternal

 

It is so much better

To get used to the fact

That our lives aren’t

Eternal

 

It would truly be

The most horrific of curses

Living forever

Eternal

 

A curse that, I

Would never want for

Even the most hated of foes

Eternal

 

However, maybe our memory

Is the door to this

This wonderful, but frightening

Eternal

Timeless

​Many things in this world

Will eventually change

Over the course of time. 
Forgotten are spoken words

Cinders follow dying flames

People wither and die
But, my tender live for you

Is a conpletely different story

For it will never fade
My emotions I know are true

For all that could possibly be

And new memories made
Making each day bright

Even in the worst

It may not always last
You are my sunlight

The one I love

Though opinions may clash
The time I spent with you

And the trials we endured

Made my days and weeks
With whay may ensue

My feelings, true, I assure

Of the wonderful girl before me
So never forget hoe special

You are to me, always

As I will forever cherish
The time spent together

Love, expressed in many ways

Our love is timeless

Love Someone, but Not Me

​Each day, I yearn more and more

For the hand of a girl so close

Yet embittered, it seems so far

As I am not the one she chose

 

Why should I be so jealous?

Of that one guy, just so lucky

It was not I whom she met first

And alas, this situation be not too sucky

 

I find it great to garner our friendship

Yet my jealousy first blinded me

To how great a person her chosen is

Quite frankly, jealousy and envy don’t suit me

 

This journey will be worth the while

As long as she is still here

How I enjoy her lustrous smile

As I stare from over there

 

Oh my gosh, she is quite adorable

Still, I can hope that in her eyes

My actions and I aren’t too deplorable

Even as I stare from way over here

 

It is obvious, I’m in love!

My heart and mind tell me so

Still, this love can be so tough

Head over heels, more so than I thought
I’m a man, disconnected from his feelings

Of that, there can really be no doubt

How can I really, in the world?

Tell her about these feelings flowing about

 

Maybe I should, maybe I shouldn’t

Reveal these feelings of mine just yet

In the chance of ruining our relationship, I couldn’t

Possibly bear that very thought

 

So I’ll let things stay as they are now

Because her smile I love to see

It matters much more to me

That each day, she remain happy

 

Because she’s the one I love

She should always be free

Even though she’s loving someone

That someone is, but not me

Words, and their Expression 

​Words, those precious things

That we all hold so dear

What, may I honestly ask

Would we do without them?

 

This way of self expression

That defines who we are

Something so taken

For granted, misunderstood

 

But what about the words

And how they feel

About constantly being used

By everyone at will

 

There are many artists

Who work well with words

And so many others

That poison the words they use

 

Look at people we see often

That greatest of speakers

And the unspeakable evils

By such a terrible persons

 

Is it the fault of the words?

Or is it our fault?

For all the good we bring

And all the bad we do

 

These words, often used

For the art of self expression

But what of these words?

And their own desires?

 

Regardless of our ambitions

And our supposed directions

We have enslaved these words

To work upon our wills

With no freedom to decide

Their own fate, but oh well

Just Another Day

​We all have our dreams

It’s just a part of us

However some make it seem

It’s never really easy
Because we over complicate

Every little thing

So trust me when I say

Some things are way overrated
My dream is to be a lawyer

You know, not the bloodsucking kind

No offense to any here

If that’s the path you want
I’m a sensible person

At least,

That’s what I’ve been led to believe

But who am i to say?
We all have our own ways

Of doing things in our lives

Sone good, some bad

And some just plain stupid
But, you have to admit

We all have our quirks

It’s just how the world works

Because it’s just another day

Individuality within Us

​We all have our preferences

You and I, he and she

From our individual tastes

In food, friends, music, coffee

 

Friends may say or speak

In ways that influence us

Though, the result be bleak

As no one else can be us!

 

I may glance at one thing

He, she, you at another

Want to punch me when I sing

That can be such a bother

 

I have few plans

Little to no direction

Only doing what I can

With almost no contemplation

 

What I see as beautiful

What you view as ugly

May be totally different

That, is what I can see

 

As the fundamental truth

Of the world we see

Needing little pursuasion, or proof

Of our existing individuality

Mi Amor

​Hoy está excelente

A cada instante

Especialmente cuandó

Te veo, mi chica

Yo no creo que

La vida es muy mala

Hay muchas cosas buenas

Como te encontré

Tu eres muy bonita

Es cierto que te amo

¿Y por qué? no sé

Cuando estás conmigo

Estoy nervioso

Te adoro mucho

Ven conmigo

Sé mía, por favor

Sal conmigo

¡Porque te amo!