Poetry

good poem tv17 and very fitting of your mood for now

yeah another...

~Make every second count~

Hug your friends,
hold them tight,
for it might be the last time,
you have to make things right.


listen to every word spoken,
make every second count,
love them in.
and love them out.


Don't fight over something,
that won't matter tomorrow,
because you might awake,
with a heart full of sorrow.


Make every second count,
hug them and hold them tight,
tell them how much you love them,
beacuse they could die tonight.

TV17 i truly love your poems. you paint a picture with your words. i think i might tell my bf i love him soon...

yourleftshoe wrote:TV17 i truly love your poems. you paint a picture with your words. i think i might tell my bf i love him soon...

oh thank you. if you do you should....your first chance.

i liked your latest poem very good as usual

awww thank you....^^

~A look in the Mirror.~

Look in the mirror,
Do you like what you see?
Is the person looking at you,
Who you want to be?

Everyday you go to school,
and act oh so fake,
outside your perfect,
inside, its too much to take.

Let you feelings out,
scream up at the sky,
beg god why,
oh why did he have to die?

Learn to live without,
learn to let others see,
the girl in the mirror,
isn't who you want to be.

tv 17 you should save these,at this rate you will have enough for a book of poems

Bella Rocks wrote:tv 17 you should save these,at this rate you will have enough for a book of poems

aww thank you...I'm really working on one. truly.

~Childhood~

Tears falling silently,
like water dripping relentlessly,
tear filled eyes,
unheard cries,
Oh how I wish we could,
go back to our undefined childhood.
when coloring outside the lines,
didn't hold such a heavy fine,
When the sky was just blue,
and everything seemed so true,
when nothing mattered,
when we received our lunch on a plastic platter,
when we were all friends,
and the summers would never end,
instead of you laughing at me,
instead of us, who we used to be,
Me clad in black, you all in pink,
me not caring anymore what you think.
You not caring when I cried,
Me not caring if you died.
Tears falling silently,
Like water dripping relentlessly,
Tear filled eyes,
unheard cries,
Oh how I wish we could,
go back to our undefined childhood.

Waoh... That was really amazing! Good job Jumpy!

thanks.



Well I might as well post a new one


~One single rose~

One single rose,
of memories past,
one more life,
that ended too fast.

One single rose
laying in a puddle of blood
bringing back unwanted memories
in a chrism flood.

One single rose,
laying on an unmarked grave,
one more reminder,
of another she couldn't save.

One single rose
as a reminder of who died,
one more reminder,
of all the tears she's cried.

One single rose,
laying out in the rain,
one more innocent memory,
to remind her of her pain.

One single rose,
of memories past,
one more life,
that ended to fast.

OMG!!!TV17 you are such an amazing poet....I loved all of your poems and some were so touching to me and an answer to something i was looking for. Thank you and keep on writing.