Tell me an original poem?

Question

Your own work, not to lengthy though...

Answer 1

Oh sun continue rising, into the morning sky
"No" the sun replied, "for today is the day you die."
"Allow yourself to rise up into the sky so blue"
Its time to meet your maker, He's waiting there for you.."

Answer 2

No estar triste

Do not be sad
Do not let your heart and head get mad
The pain in your heart will fade with time
In the end you will do fine
A love which is not meant to be
Is like a leaf without a tree
Is like a two without a three
Is like a flower which does not grow
Is like a light bulb which does not glow
Just plant a new seed
In all pureness, cast away all greed
Then look up from the ground
And realise what a great new love you've finally found

Answer 3

This is a poem I wrote for me mother-in-law, hope it's not too long.

There she is right over there
She has soft blue eyes and pretty curly hair
She's my mother-in-law, her name is Mary Ann
She's so funny and so caring, But I'm not her only fan

Mary Ann has 7 children, she's worked hard for years you see
To love, raise, and provide, for such a family
Her marriage lasted lovingly, long throughout the years
Happy in many good times, and strong throughout the tears

She's thoughtfull and charitable, her faith could not be higher
to be a wife and mom like her, is truly my desire
From how to make pierogies, to when to stand your ground
For a kind word and good advice, a better mother-in-law can't be found
So today I'm going to thank her, I hope the right words come
To show her just how thankful, I am to call her Mom:)

Answer 4

they are not lengthy but here are a few they go in order of my favorites from the best to worst
WANDERING SOUL

Wandering Soul trapped in the sands of time
No place to go no home that’s mine
Ever searching for my meaning
Never finding what I’ve been needing
Silent Cries and ever flowing tears
False hope and ever growing fears
Looking to the sky to point me in the right direction
With nothing more then clothing for protection

Wandering Soul trapped in the sands for time
No place to go no place that’s mine
Looking over one hill just to see another
Walking alone trying not to be a bother
Hanging my head in pure shame
Knowing I only have myself to blame
Wandering Soul trapped in the sands of time
No place to go no home that’s mine


UNTITLED ONE

A tear shed for a lost soul
A woman that feels she will never be whole
No where to go but down
Her smile is secretly a frown
Wandering this earth not a thought in her head
Will they really care if she ended up dead
She will never know if its true
Never will they know that she is blue
Goodbye world goodbye earth
She gave it all what she was worth


WHY

Why did I bother trying to reach you heart
Why do I still think of you though we are apart
Am I losing my mind sitting here thinking of you
And How it would have been what do I do
Why is it you I still try to talk to
When I can think of anything else to do
Its been over two years not since we have been through
Why cant I get over you

Answer 5

When flowers blossom,
And trees come alive,
With the sun shining patterns through the new born leaves,
And with my throughts under the oak tree,
That's when i need you.
The newly blossom withers away,
The first orange crisp leaf falls slowly,
I still sit under the tree needing you.

Answer 6

Here's something that I composed in my creative writing class in high-scool 15 years ago. I like to call this little piece..."Dinner"

Ahem...

Lots and lots of massacred mice,
The sight of this is very nice,
Fry them up with beans and rice,
Then put them on a big bread slice.


Thank you. Thank you very much.

Answer 7

over the crystal clear ice cubes
i pour the chilled vodka
and clink clank goes the mixture
within the boundaries of my goblet

Answer 8

The piercing hearts stuff is what saome call "trite". it extremely is a clue to locate greater moderen techniques to "coach" the comparable sentiments. the 1st 0.5 of S1 is a huge lead. I see you wrote this for (Cas), and is the reason the I, me, you... peace-

Answer 9

the tears will dry and the lies will hide but on day that is sure we cry,
so when the wind blows does the tree fall?

Answer 10

people asking questions
at the very beggining of a journey
lasting addictively long

O_O