| Creativity If you call yourself creative, You know what you are doing. If you are creative, You don't know what you are doing. Creative people think immediately. They don't plan things out. Creative means to create. Creating is to make. Making is believing. Believing is creating. Planning is thinking. Thinking is creative. But not when you know what you are doing. ~Michelle Heller~ Copyright 2002 Michelle Heller (This poem is also published on poetry.com) |
| Poems |
| The Candle The candle, So enduring and mystic. The flame, So lustrous and blithe, But yet so pernicious. HOT, In the way of heat, But DESOLATE, In the way of death. The imposing luminescence of the flame. The shininess of the seething wax. The progressive color change. From blue, To yellow, To orange, To red. The serene, Quietness of the candle, But the devious flowing of the flame Can be both lucrative and inauspicious, In a matter of life and death. ~Michelle Heller~ Copyright 2002 Michelle Heller |
| Alone All alone, With no one in sight. Just you and the chairs, Sitting, thinking, crying. Where is everybody? Are you supposed to be there? Are you unhinged? Are you felicitous? The quiet is congenial. It helps you think, If you are upset, Or if you are apt. All the light, Gleaming through the windows, Makes it seem, Peaceful and pure. All the shadows, Makes it haunting, Makes it scary. It makes it spooky. All alone, With no one in sight. Just you and the chairs, Eventually standing, Eventually leaving. ~Michelle Heller~ Copyright 2002 Michelle Heller |
| What is Love Anyway? What is love anyway? Does love last for eternity? Love is the impossibility of becoming close. Knowing that you will be parallel And never crossing. Do not be coy in how you love. You do not live and love forever, And you may not have the time of long love's day. Loving is being in despair. Live and love now. ~Michelle Heller~ Copyright 2002 Michelle Heller (This poem is also published on poetry.com) |
| LIFE Life as it is, So beautiful and pure. All life. Animals, People, Plants. Life as animals. Necessary and real. The animals, In different habitats, Water, land, air. Life as people. All different, but All the same. Different races, religions, Different ages and sizes. Life as plants. All different, A lot, a little And everywhere to be seen. Life as it is, So beautiful and pure. All life. Animals, People, Plants. ~Michelle Heller~ Copyright 2002 Michelle Heller |
| When I Look At You When I look at you, You are my everything I want. I will always be with you, As long as you are with me. The roses I give you Are not just because of love. They will grow as long as you are here. They smell beautiful because of you. ~Michelle Heller~ Copyright 2002 Michelle Heller |
| I Need You I will always remember, The time we met last December. I always thought we'd be together, From then on, forever and ever. Some people may say I need you too much, But they are just jealous Because they don't have the such. You were always there for me Even through the bad times. You opened your heart to me, And your smile always shines. I need to be in your arms, So you can keep me warm. I need to be with you tonight To hold you so close and tight. ~Michelle Heller~ Copyright 2002 Michelle Heller |
| I Love You I love you with all of my heart. As soon as I saw you from the start. You made my heart skip a beat, When you moved close about two feet. You had plenty of faith in me, Even though I never agreed. You showed me how to love, And it was not enough. It has almost been a year. I can't believe it's already here. This is a very special day. I wonder what we will say. I will love you until the end. My heart to you, I will lend. When I'm with you I feel I can fly, Right into the clouds, the sky. ~Michelle Heller~ Copyright 2002 Michelle Heller |
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| Will It Go Away? Feelings of loneliness and emptiness. Knowing that no one is going to care. Sharing my feelings and being ignored. Feeling that I am alone and worthless. Why do I feel like this? Alone, and Can I get rid of this? The crying, and The never-ending thoughts of what could be. Does it get better? Will it go away? It does get better. It will go away. People do care. You aren't being ignored. You could and will be happy forever. You must not believe that it won't happen. Give it some time. You will not be alone. Many people surround you and do care. ~Michelle Heller~ Copyright 2002 Michelle Heller (This poem is also published on poetry.com) |
| Muddled Disposition Will I ever find a way out of this? The darkness is consuming my spirit. Alone. Trapped in a place forbidden, and Knowing I can never leave this madness. Does anyone notice that I am gone? Are they even worried that I have left? I'm apprehensive of what could happen. I want to vanish and never return. The thought of being like this forever, Haunts me always and cannot be hindered. Feeling empty, nothing but loneliness, Anguish that can never be forgotten. ~Michelle Heller~ Copyright 2002 Michelle Heller (This poem is also published on poetry.com) |