As i sit and do nothing,
As i sit and stare;
I see a group of people,
Boy i wish i was there.
As i sit and search through my backpack,
as i sit and count the stairs;
I am dying of boredom,
This sh*t isn't fair.
I search through my pockets,
to find some change;
to buy myself a coffee,
These pictures are out of my range.
I wish i knew some of these "cool people"
So i wont be starring at my phone,
So i wont be sitting and doing nothing,
I guess I'll keep counting the steps,
Up high to down low.
Mystery
and you don't really know who you really are...
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Poerty & Music
The relationship between poetry and music is that they both have a sense of rhythm, the both expressing life issues or personal issues. Poetry is music just without the actual "music" background. If you find away in putting it into music, definitely will work out! Song writers are poets, just expressing them self's in a more common way to the world. Poets are song writers just more mellowed way. Poets write what is more than what the eyes can see, now music writers right what they experience and they see. They don't go more beyond that.
I Believe
I believe...
i believe in GOD
i believe in religion
i believe in The Bible
i believe in love
i believe in fear
i believe in bravery
i believe in honesty
i believe in kids
i believe in marriage
i believe in discipline
i believe in crying men
i believe in stories
i believe in frienship
i believe in my father
i believe in my mother
i believe in my sisters
i believe in my brothers
i believe in enemies
i believe in leaders
i believe in the community
i believe in freedom
i believe in nature
i believe in music
i believe in triumph
i believe in me...
i believe in GOD
i believe in religion
i believe in The Bible
i believe in love
i believe in fear
i believe in bravery
i believe in honesty
i believe in kids
i believe in marriage
i believe in discipline
i believe in crying men
i believe in stories
i believe in frienship
i believe in my father
i believe in my mother
i believe in my sisters
i believe in my brothers
i believe in enemies
i believe in leaders
i believe in the community
i believe in freedom
i believe in nature
i believe in music
i believe in triumph
i believe in me...
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Ekphrastic poem
Time is slowly going
I attempt to grab it,
impossible!
I want to close my eyes
And start all over again
darkness has trapped me
I am in another world
I want to cry
But the fear won’t let me
I want to scream
but no one could hear me
Time goes by slowly
I’m isolated
I'm all alone
And nobody can help me...
NOBODY!!
NOBODY!!
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