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Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
I have taken paths only a few has chosen
I made mistakes and made decisions
I learned lessons and taught a few
I am still young but you’re still younger
When I thought that I have gone through it all
When I thought that I know everything
When I thought that I would no longer learn
When I thought that I stopped dreaming
Our fates stumbled
Our paths are crossed
You took a step forward
I took a step back
I can’t say this is forever
I can’t say you will stay or I will go
But today I will no worry
I will just hope and hold your hand.
ymesako
04-16-08
I made mistakes and made decisions
I learned lessons and taught a few
I am still young but you’re still younger
When I thought that I have gone through it all
When I thought that I know everything
When I thought that I would no longer learn
When I thought that I stopped dreaming
Our fates stumbled
Our paths are crossed
You took a step forward
I took a step back
I can’t say this is forever
I can’t say you will stay or I will go
But today I will no worry
I will just hope and hold your hand.
ymesako
04-16-08
Thursday, November 1, 2007
black nails and dark ribbons
cracked lips and tear dry eyes
when i woke up you are not there
a memory faded amongst the dust
a hundred what if's
and lifetime later
broken dreams
tormented souls
an unfulfilled promise
what have I become
a little prayer
a small wish
lay me to rest
one day
my days will be filled
my path will be blessed
some one will look me in the eye
with out saying anything
understood what is true in heart
Sunday, September 23, 2007
at first I drew a white flower
with its delicate folds
and static emotion
what seems to be
a beautiful moment frozen in time
is actually a cheap breakable
thing...
the white petals became blue
like my sorrow and its bark
become blood...
a sad sad thing
weeping
silently waiting.
with its delicate folds
and static emotion
what seems to be
a beautiful moment frozen in time
is actually a cheap breakable
thing...
the white petals became blue
like my sorrow and its bark
become blood...
a sad sad thing
weeping
silently waiting.
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