Poetry and short stories :) Feel free to post your stuff

[Mz. Hyde]

nice
we just gone back 2 school
never read that book...
my fave book is mocking bird
I LOVE THAT BOOK

[Intense Disaster]

Better Day:
Childhood seems so far away
Lost in a box of memories
Placed in a closet never looked at again
Darkness makes them fade
Turning into nothing, but lost hope
Despair takes over as I search for the things I’ve lost
Never to be found
Memories of when things weren’t hard

Why do people say time doesn’t matter?
Because, what they don’t know is time controls them
Why is time is just a number to them?
Because, they don’t realize how important a number can be.
Why is time so often killed in pointless acts?
Because, people always murder what is precious

Childhood was filled with innocence
With obliviousness
With not caring
With no desire to look down on others
With open mindedness
With love
With admiration for everyone


Why did people stop caring?
Because, they do not think they can give what they desire most
Why did the love disappear?
Because, people believe it belongs to only them
Why is the time disappearing without a trace?
Because, we just let it slip away unnoticed, not even caring it is gone

Childhood was pure bliss
Something taken advantage of
I often look back and wish
Wish upon a shooting star
That I could go back
Back to when it didn’t matter

Why do people judge?
Because, they aren’t happy with themselves
Why do people mock?
Because, they are too cruel to those who are different
Why do people not understand?
Because, they lost the memories of what their childhood was like

Years pass and go
Memories drift away
Childhood can’t always be there
But, you don’t need to give it all away
Care for the days you have left
Take it with open arms

Childhood seems so far away
Lost in a box of memories
Placed in a closet never looked at again
Darkness makes them fade
Turning into nothing, but lost hope
Despair takes over as I search for the things I’ve lost
Never to be found
Memories of when things weren’t hard
Memories of the better days.

(I know its long......don't judge)

[Cawa]

hahaha what about this i wrote it in grade 3 haha it was 3 years ago
Little green things made of springs.
Little green things in the sky.
Little green things jumping so high.
Little green things eating a banana.
Little green things we going cazy but now there sorta lazy.
hahaha might write a better one latter .

[santinel]

i'm crying scilent tears
the poetry makes me mad
those lyrics
that song i kept singing on
over and over
nowhere to be found
that song
will forever be in my heart

[Intense Disaster]

Tears fall from my eyes
Mingling with the hate I feel inside
I don't know what I did
I don't know why it's so
When my sister finally grow up?
When will she finally see she doesn't have to bully me?
Why must she push every one of my big red buttons?
Why can't she be nice until I'm screaming like a siren?

(Sister pissed me off so badly I'm crying.......just like everyother day of mylife.)

[parfom]

when an angel
falls out of the sky
she won`t die
`cuz she`s an angel

when she walks
around the street
nobody sees
the sweetness of an angel

and when she cries
something inside of me dies
and i think by myself
the tears of an angel

i know it`s bad

[parfom]

hahaha what about this i wrote it in grade 3 haha it was 3 years ago
Little green things made of springs.
Little green things in the sky.
Little green things jumping so high.
Little green things eating a banana.
Little green things we going cazy but now there sorta lazy.
hahaha might write a better one latter .

lol when i red it i started sing this
with the melody of sweet dreamd are made of this

[Intense Disaster]

Every tear I shed
Is a piece of me dead
Every thing I shout
Is hoping I'll stay alive
Every thing I do
Is so I won't forget you
Every word I whisper
I pray someone hears

All my life I've wondered
Why do people hate me?
Why do they make me cry?
Why do they sit there and wait for me to die?
Why do they curse me?
Why do they hurt me?
Why do they ignore me?
Why am i not good enough for them?
Why do they laugh at me?
What can I do to save myself?
I sit there and wonder, never finding the answer.

Tears are words not uttered
Tears spill from my eyes by gallons
Why can' I just tell someone what they mean?
Because, they'd hate me.
Because, they'd fear me.
Because, it's not who they think I am.
Because, it's not who I'm supposed to be.
So, my tears continue to spring free
Just words not uttered, trying to mingle with the heartless sea.

[iVanilla]

Concealed anger,
hidden frustration.
Take pride in violence,
set the world straight.
Cackle a laugh,
push my buttons.
Concealed happiness,
is pure win.
Give me a rope,
Make yourself a noose.
Concealed death.

[.:Transferring:.]

Great job guys! Keep up the good work!