Wednesday, 13 April 2011

Do I Know You?

Today you’ve showed me
Your true colours
Ignoring me, Ditching me
Pushing me away
Making me Wonder
Are you just like him?

When you do this,
You make me confused
Questioning our friendship
Why you do this?

Who are you?
My friend or acquaintance
Watching out for me,
Or putting me down
Making me hurt or
Helping me get better

When you do this;
I walk with someone,
Who truly cares
Listening to my problems
Getting me to feel better
Making me smile

Knowing someone is there
Feels so good
You know I’m hurting
So why do you make me hurt more

So be my friend or not
But don’t keep this up
I can’t deal with it
Let me know
What you decide
Because I’m done

Tuesday, 12 April 2011

True Friends

You leave me
Lost in my thoughts
Screaming out your name
You look the other way
I’ve bin hurt to many times before
Wanting this to end
Feeling so alone
Wanting to escape
This misery

Smiling to seem happy
But only if you really knew me
You’d know im dying in side
Wanting to talk to you
Contact being took away
Disabling me to do so
Hating every moment
Knowing I’ll thank ‘em later

Trying to shake it off
Not succeeding one bit
Everyone abandoning
Me at my worst
Watching this happen
Worst feeling ever
Seeing she’s the one
Who truly cares
Now I’ve learned my
Real friends

Sunday, 10 April 2011

Unexpected Karma (Choice 2)

Now everything has changed
The shoe is on the opposite foot
Its not you hurting me
But now its me hurting you

That night happened so quick
Everything went ‘BAM’
Right in front of me
Now I cry tears of fear
Wondering how you will react

I feel guilt from this
I blame you for hurting me
Getting mad and upset
Crying myself to sleep
But what I did is no exception
Now its your turn to be mad
My question for you is;
Do you blame me?

You may deserve it
For causing me so much pain
But is this your karma
Or what happened here

I know I’ve done wrong
But hurting me was like your game
I’m not going to follow in your path
My route I choose is different


I shall take the high road
Apologize for my wrongs
And forgive others for theirs
Smile for the good times
Letting go of the past
Turning my life around
To head to the best

Moving on will not be easy
Forgiving you for your lies
Will take a while
Forcing the smile
Just to look happy
And hiding all of the pain inside

This is no fairytale
Its opposite of that
Life is like the dark side of the moon
Continuing on life
Not seeing where your going

Life now is like my worst nightmare
Turning into a person, I’m not
The devil whispering in my ear
Saying this is the right choice
I listen at the time
Regretting it later
Wishin' I never listened

I beg for your forgiveness
And you just ignore
Too busy loving her
I’ve tried to fix what I done
So now I ask again
Please forgive me?
                              

Thursday, 7 April 2011

Be My Friend; Don't Push Me Away (Choice One)

I have done many things wrong
in my past;
But I will continue
Making the same mistakes

We have many differences;
What you want
Being different from
What I want
Wanting the same thing
Is nearly impossible

My overwhelmed emotions;
Heart aching for you
The tears I cry for you
Making hours seem long
As I watch them go by

I want you to hold me
In your arms
Cherish me, look after me, care for me
I watch you hold her
And it breaks me
A little more each time

You look at her
The way I want you to look at me
You took my heart
And shattered it to pieces

I’ve picked up the pieces
Many times before
And glued them together again
Seeing you look at me
Not caring one bit

Minds full of confusion
Eyes full of tears
Heart full of cracks
With aches all over

You make me feel like I failed
Building me up
Just to break me down
Ripping me apart

I try to make you understand
My feelings for you
Though you push me aside
For the one you love

I wish I was her
Dreaming to be that one
Wanting you to hold me
Telling me that you love me

But please. . .
Forgive me when I overreact
But comfort me when I do
Don’t be mad at me
Like I am at you

Accept me;
Don’t push me way
Be my friend;
Not my enemy

I want to be friends
Not wanting to loose you
If you don’t want to be
I will have to accept it
Even though I may deserve this
I will not enjoy it

Thursday, 31 March 2011

Your Lies... (Haiku Poem)

I see you around
You confuse me all the time
Days seem forever long
 
Running through my mind
You don't realize what you do
Holding in my tears

Its hard to trust you
You try to make me believe
That you always try

Mind overwhelmed
Hurting me is like your game
You may think its fun
 
Leaving from your lies
I'm not understanding you
Let me live my life

Saturday, 26 March 2011

Where I'm From

I am from hairbrush,
from L’Oreal and Oral-B.
I am from looking at the cold,
white snow on the pathway to the forest,
and the red blinking lights on top of the
windmills; as darkness begins to fall

I am from the honey suckle bush that
hummingbirds like to feed from,
the bright blossoming spring flowers,
and the fresh spring air.

I am from making whipped cream cheese
dipped in semi-sweet chocolate, and
flavoured with our favourite extracts at
Christmas time, and blue eyes,
from Aunt Deb and Ruston and Eggleston.

I am from the staying up late in the evening
and sleeping in through the morning
From "don’t touch," and "it’s hot!"
I am from religion of no kind,
not attending church, and
no opinion of what god is.

I’m from London, Canada,
Ireland, England, and Scotland,
roast chicken and barbequed steak.

From the long summer days
spent travelling to and from tractor pulls
with fellow tractor pullers along with my family.
The loud engines roaring,
and the crowded stands,
and the winter months snowmobiling
with family and friends.

I am from the box of pictures
downstairs in the basement
as well as the picture frame
hanging on the wall.

Monday, 21 March 2011

Poetry Quotes

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.


Robert Frost


http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/keywords/poetry.html#ixzz1HFSAeot
 
Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.


Leonard Cohen

Http://www.quotegarden.com/poetry.html

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Poetry is alright, though it is not my favourite part of English. Some poems can be confusing and boring. I do not like Shakespeare ones, especially. I do not like writing poems either and when I have to I am never any good at it.