poetry-other side of me

I wasn't born a poet but i definitely have a big flare for it, wonder where it came from? hmmm!
mayb its just the whole creative me me me me me. I am not into major poetry and stuff, like i mean i don't even remember names of some of the poets i read about in school, im not sure if thats sad for some1 who likes poetry or i have just been ignorant. I think i like the idea of the 2nd.
Poetry-is my emotional go getter. Many people find my poems depressive,well i have written some of them when i was upset but excuse-me! that dosen't mean all of them are identical. 2 bad people, im a realist and if u cant relate to my poems then u gotta snap outta that dream world you are living in. I don't mean to burst your bubble or anything, im just saying wake up "good morning" "throw some light on u" lol!
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EXPRESS YOURSELF
When you are feeling low,
and your day seems slow,
throw away your pain,
let depression not leave a stain,
Express Yourself
When people put you down,
and you have that frown,
bring back your smile,
you know your worthwhile,
Express Yourself
Life can be strange,
with so much of change,
don't loose hope,
you can cope,
Express Yourself
If your going down hill,
bring back your will,
your have the zest,
you can beat the rest,
Express Yourself
When there's a misunderstanding,
don't keep it pending,
let your ego loose,
its what you got to choose,
Express Yourself
Betrayed you feel everywhere,
don't just lie there,
with all you have hit back,
it will make an impact,
Express Yourself
You have done hard work,
you want that little perk,
with courage ask for your raise,
your strength will bring you praise,
Express Yourself
When its time to go,
old seeds perish and new ones to sow,
your heart will be content,
like the way it was meant,
cause and the end of the day,
YOU HAVE EXPRESSED YOURSELF IN EVERYWAY!
life
In a world of competitions,
And taxing missions.
Where the past haunts,
And the present taunts.
Where death is filled,
And for everything we’re billed.
Where tears flow fast,
And smiles hardly last.
Where you can’t hold on,
And no where u belong.
Where every second flies,
And never ending lies.
Where sorrow is on the mind,
And peace is hard to find.
Where the heart is broken,
And harsh words are spoken.
Yet we still live,
Till the day we are beaten down
And are last breath is all we have to give.
Thats it guys for now,untill my next posting keep missing me.
smiles always........

2 Comments:
Nice poem, but then the blog is more than a year old, think its time to scribble something??
i wouldn't bother with anymore.
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