you feed your soul with pain,
reviving some old wounds,
old memories that should have
been buried somewhere
where you would never find them.
But memories have found you,
living inside your head,
hiding in your tears.
The road of happiness
seems so distant to your view,
tho you still seek for these days,
the days of change.
Misery is smiling to your face,
and you're looking straight into it,
thinking, seeking for the answers
that eat your soul.
You might not meet the happiness
in this life and that's your scar,
that's your misfortune,
the tear you're hiding.
You live like a shadow,
inhaling the dust of your
time, knowing that all good
things are bypassing you,
thus your life is just a dust
in the air.
The road of happiness
seems so distant to your view,
tho you still seek for these days,
the days of change.
this my poem...I just wrote it randomly...Don't know if it's any good...what do you think?
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If you amor him,
Tell him so.
If you amor him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Don’t hide away,
Wishing all day,
Don’t hide away,
Just come out and say.
“Yes, I amor you,
I’ve told you so.
And if you amor me,
Please don’t go.”
“Yes, I amor you,
I’ve told you so.
And if you amor me,
Please don’t go.”
“Please, please,
Please don’t go.
Please, please.
Please, please don’t go.”
So, if you amor him,
Tell him so.
If you amor him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
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If you amor him,
Tell him so.
If you amor him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Don’t hide away,
Wishing all day,
Don’t hide away,
Just come out and say.
“Yes, I amor you,
I’ve told you so.
And if you amor me,
Please don’t go.”
“Yes, I amor you,
I’ve told you so.
And if you amor me,
Please don’t go.”
“Please, please,
Please don’t go.
Please, please.
Please, please don’t go.”
So, if you amor him,
Tell him so.
If you amor him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Little raindrops shiny,silver,
Dropping silently into the river.
A girl sitting quiet,alone,
Her smile is fading,her hope is gone.
It faded really long ago,
That sounds sad,i know.
She quickly wipes away a tear,
It's her secret so no one can hear.
She secretly cries every night,
It's her fate,so she cant fight.
She touches a raindrop and goes back inside,
She is so lost,she's losing her pride.
All she asks for is a friend,
Someone to be there and understand.
So help her to make her dream come true,
There's always something you can do.
Dropping silently into the river.
A girl sitting quiet,alone,
Her smile is fading,her hope is gone.
It faded really long ago,
That sounds sad,i know.
She quickly wipes away a tear,
It's her secret so no one can hear.
She secretly cries every night,
It's her fate,so she cant fight.
She touches a raindrop and goes back inside,
She is so lost,she's losing her pride.
All she asks for is a friend,
Someone to be there and understand.
So help her to make her dream come true,
There's always something you can do.
what I'm composição literária isn't exactly an artigo , but I hope you will enjoy it ^_^ ..
Girl; Do I ever cruz you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do you like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do you want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would you cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would you live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would you do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me or you'r life ?
Boy; My life .
The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....
*The reason you never cruz my mind is because you are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like you is because I amor you .
*The reason I don't want you is because I need you .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do you anything for you is because I would do everything for you .
*The reason I chose my life is because you are my life .
Girl; Do I ever cruz you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do you like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do you want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would you cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would you live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would you do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me or you'r life ?
Boy; My life .
The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....
*The reason you never cruz my mind is because you are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like you is because I amor you .
*The reason I don't want you is because I need you .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do you anything for you is because I would do everything for you .
*The reason I chose my life is because you are my life .
inch por inch
bringing me closer
to my doom
borboletas of
anticipation
flutter nervously
in my stomach
knuckles whiten
jaws clench
what have I
gotten myself into
the suspense
is killing me
I'm going to hate it
I'm going to amor it
I might lose my lunch
but I don't care
heaven help me
here it comes...
...
I hold my breath...
...
and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
I remember the dia I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for you love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place you could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with mais fogo then you could ever imagine.
mais passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the dia I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real basquetebol, basquete coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for you love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place you could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with mais fogo then you could ever imagine.
mais passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the dia I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real basquetebol, basquete coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
Or I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told por hidden scars
Unable to show themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
Or I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told por hidden scars
Unable to show themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
The Writer Behind the Words
