Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Baby's Choice

Did you ever think, dear Mother,

As the seeds of me you sowed,


As you breathed new life inside of me

And slowly watched me grow,

In all your dreams about me

When you planned me out so well,

When you couldn't wait to have me there

Inside your heart to dwell,


Did you ever think that maybe,

I was planning for you, too,

And choosing for my very own

A mother just like you?

A mother who smelled sweet and who

had hands so creamy white,

A tender, loving creature

Who would soothe me in the night?


Did you ever think in all those days

While you were coming due,

That as you planned a life for me

I sought a life with you?

And now as I lay in your arms,

I wonder if you knew

While you were busy making me,

I was choosing you!

Mom-to-be

Your eyes are bright and sparkling.
Your cheeks have got a glow.
Your belly's being touched and rubbed
by people you don't know.
You're craving weird, exotic foods
and calories don't matter.
You can't remember life without
an elbow in your bladder.
You're getting medical advice
from everyone you see
Welcome to the joyous days
of Motherhood-to-be.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Everything Has It's Time


For everything there is a season, and a time
for every matter under heaven:
 A time to be born, and a time to die:
A time to plant, and a time to puck what is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to seek, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to throw away;
A time to tear, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silent, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;
A time for war, and a time for peace.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Inside My Happiness

Inside my happiness, there is nothing
But happiness for me

Inside my happiness, the colours are
So bright and vivid and i am able
To see everything clearly

Inside my happiness, there was no
Dark times because in my happiness
The sun always shines

Inside my happiness, there is no
Pain, there is no fear
And there is certainly no doubt

Inside my happiness, we all live as
One and there is peace
For all beings

Inside my happiness, addiction never happened
Inside my happiness, there are no sorrows
And no tears, so the hurt doesn’t exist
Inside my happiness, there is god
And he planned all this for me

Inside my happiness, there is nothing
But happiness for me



 

Friday, November 11, 2011

Colors Of Emotion





The stars shined darkly overhead
Knowing hate and trouble only by red.
With mist trust and lies
Filling the only dark skies
THE LIGHT IS SO FAR AWAY!

People's jealousy and unease
Flowing through the quickly dying trees
Of this dark and dreary plane
Known only by one name...
INFERNO!

The gray of the furious wind
Screeching and shouting around every bend
With no visible walls
to keep in our dying calls
WE ARE LOST IN OUR EMOTIONS!

Without the green joyous smile,
We are a bleak stone in the Nile.
With broken hearts bleeding red,
Our anger infuriates us 'till we are practically dead.
Without our bright and enlightening sun,
The sorrow will have just begun.

WE ARE LOST IN THE COLOR OF OUR EMOTIONS!

Friday, November 4, 2011

Don't Quit



When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up, though the pace seems slow -
You might succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor's cup.
And he learned too late, when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out -
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt -
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit -
It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit.
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