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| Age: 15 |
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| High school and moving brought the promise of a better life and age brought on the improvement of my writing. Although I moved away from my mentor and missed him and his wisdom, I continued to practice writing. I am actually starting to improve a lot, especially in comparison to the poems written in 1997. My favorite poem in this collection is "November Memory". |
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Dreams of the future; Memories of the Past As a shooting star crosses the sky And the world sleeps quietly In the window, there I lie Staring into the distance with curiosity What will happen to my dreams? When will the future come? Asking me, i belieave this questioning means That the dreaming cannot be done As long as the future keeps coming. But where will the dreams of the past go? When the new ones start forming Will I still know Will I still remember Thoses dreams I once knew Or will they be gone forever Replaced by the new? Dreams of the future Memories of the past If there is one thing that's certain Life passes by too fast I'll try to hold on To those valued memories but when they are finally gone No longer reachable to me The memmories will be buried within my soul Moving to a new state of mind Reaching my life's goals Dreaming dreams of every kind. |
A Windy Dream A howl of the wind Blows accross my mind Carrying all of my dreams and wishes Moving them around Taking them to places they have never seen Making room for more Softly caressng my face Are the dreams I have buried Dreams of rainbows, blue skies and far off places A place they call fate The fate the comtrols my life The fate that holds on to me Moving me closer to it Blowing my hair to the side Revealing the scars of my hidden past Revealing the pain each obstacle In the way of my path towards fate But never stopping me from surviving And coming out stronger than before Learning more than I've ever imatgined Dreaming more and more Still, I have room for more For more of life's hard lessons Courage and pride wind to blow dreams to come To get me to my fate To bring me to the happiness I have been waiting for. |
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Of war A dawning of a day has come OVer a battlefield far from home Decades ago ha dit happened A war of unexpected causes Changing the way people think About how the world works And the way soldiers fought This was the result of war Smoke rising from the ground Once a place of peace and serenity Now the battlegrounds of circumstance Where flowers no longer grow No harmony to sing in the air Here, instead, lies a grave yard Of death-strken soldiers They were the victims of war. Rising slo from the east is the sun Revealing the scars of bombs and missiles To the crater-covered earth The color black beheld in the eyes Of survivors who marche accross the land Bodies of spirits who have lost life Wiped by the feet of their defeaters Now marked the land of War The light reaches from the horizen to horizen Bringing back the pains of the battle Fought under the stars not long ago Not to be seen by any soldier Because of dancing fireworks that exploded Blinding their eyes with sudden flashes Survivors stop to look around This was the consequence of war Death precieves once again Taking the joys of sunlight away To mortals who fell to the call of guns That ran in their ears for many nights Failed in their mission to win war Sucessful for aiding their country Destroyed by the enemy's anger They were stuck by the bullets of war Now as dawn becomes morning I visit the grave of my soldier on that battlefield Over 50 years of pain in my heart For a friend I only knew for a moment A moment that ended too soon A moment that changed everything I ever knew A moment to propell us into the future. |
An Angel sends a wisemen to be my friend A wiseman once told me Keep a dream in your eye And your pride in your heart For the path of happiness Will appear before you An angel once told me Light will always shine In the form of a distant star There is where your promiseland lies Here is where your dreams come true A friend once told me If I close my eyes And dream of anything I desire I would see a light to reach for "Never stop dreaming" |
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A short story A dear life I once knew Had been blown away Flying endlessly across the land Toward an abyss unknown to all Never to reveal its true nature Never to return to me Gone away some place far I can't concieve of it Why must I be left alone To face the fears of my life? A poor soul like myself Dies of fear and lost of hope Come back to me; I am in need Of comfort for my heart I've seen lonliness at its darkest I've seen madness at its worst The sight of a man who has lost all hope Comes closer to my eyes As I stare into the mirror And see the wrinkles appear before me It draws a story on my face Lost years of my life Passing by quickly Shortening my breath every moment A dear life I once knew Children who ran with dreams Not a worry in their mind Not a tear in their eye Left me to early To end a short story To end a short life |
A summer night's dream A fragrance. . . What beauty comes In the form of a wind Onlyt eh scent of the air On a warm summer's night To bring a thought to my mind Of my past A memory. . . What visions come In the form of a dream ONly a love i once knew Whose passion drew me closer To a love never meant to be Forbidden by fate A breeze. . . What fragrance comes To bring me a memory? ONlyt he lost dream I left How sweet a memory can be When it has left me with a smile |
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What was lost in a dream Pain Souring through my nerves Attacking my mind It tortures my sou Burns in my eyes For what I see in front of me Is the love I lost long ago Insane this is only what dreams are made of So I reach for him Running incredibly fast Never getting closer Never getting farther Losing the will to try Why? I woke up; hurt and in pain Froma terrible accident In the bed beside me Was the love I lost And who never woke up So close, but so far |
Untitled Looking in a mirror Wrinkles coming clearer Bloodshot eyes bleed My soul is the prey they feed Oily, dirty hair Hanging down with despair Scars ripping Pain that's gripping Emacitated cheeks A picture of a freak Staring back at me Nothing else to see |
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Frozen Tears A cold wind No gloves No hat Only a shiver to keep me warm Curled up ina ball Rocking back and forth I'm stuck ina frozen state of mind Witha thought that won't leave And a tear frozen on my cheek No warmth will come To a grief strikent soul Who lost her life When the memory faded |
Just a Dream A picture of someone Still lies within my head It won't ever want tot leave Haunting my spirits Bringing me down Til the tears come out When I fall asleep This is when I see him So close, but so far I can feel his warm hands But it's not there Why does he never want to leave Why are the tears always coming back Always awakened Always leaving him Just the way I did before With an empty feeling And a soaking tear Just a dream Just a dream |
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A Flight of Freedom Helpless Hidden behind bars Rusty old copper bars In a black, bleak darkness That surrounds Sleep little one On your pirch Light Bright, golden warmth Slowly opens The gats of chance waiting With a door that's creaking In the glare, a young, soft hand Come little one Welcome To a whole new world Opportunity, freshness, independence With gently colored flowers And big, white, fluffy clouds Your soft pearl, white feathers petted Calmly as you gaze Released into the big, blue sky Freedom Soaring under your wings Warm air, gentle breeze, inviting Earth Into the wheat-colored sunlight A new life begins With freedom from my hands Fly little one. |
November Memory Blistered wind, Bleaken night I stood outside, Stars glowing bright In a neighborhood, Peaceful and cold Resting in darkness, A story now told Remembering times I knew so well When we were together, in the background, hearing bells Of old school days, I use to run to class Couldn't wait for the day to pass My mission complete, I would arrive To meet you, The day I have survived When we were together my smiles were as bright as the sun Our laughter was loud, we had such fun In coldness I stand, gazing at stars Making a wish that travels so far Bringing me back to times i know To see his face so I can show The perpetual care I still feel Now that I miss you, the feelings are real With a fire burning bright Still I stand in the night With a blistering wind and a tear so near I lowered my head, nothing would appear |
