This is for all ages because again, it is an easy read and it is inspiring. I would like to dedicate it to all the blind people in the world for being strong and happy without sight. You create your own sight, you have the power of that.
It's black all the time
I am used to it, I am fine
It is black everyday
Other's wonder if I'm okay
What you dont know, is that I can see
Just not what you see, do you follow me?
I see many other things
With my imagination which make me sing
You see all the horrible things in the world
But with my eyes i create a neworld
A world where only good exists
A world that no one could resist
With love, laughter, life and joy
And also the perfect fairy tale boys
I am happy, do not feel sorry for me
If you had my sight, you would agree
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Peaceful Beauty
This post if for the ages of anywhere between ten and eighty. It is for everyone, an easy read poem. Especially however, for those who love the land! ENJOY
Mountains, hills, trees so green
You look at them and feel so free
Deep enhales of clean, unpolluted air
I want to stay here forever its just not fair
The earths white sand almost touching your feet
It feels so cold and refreshing when they meet
Or the ocean with it's splashing waves
The way their blue and always cave
Whether sitting on a mountain top
Or a piece of log
It is peaceful, pleasant, and pretty
Way better than living in the city
The land is a wonderful place
Full of love, life and different race
So don't forget to take some time
To enjoy the land and the wind chimes!
Mountains, hills, trees so green
You look at them and feel so free
Deep enhales of clean, unpolluted air
I want to stay here forever its just not fair
The earths white sand almost touching your feet
It feels so cold and refreshing when they meet
Or the ocean with it's splashing waves
The way their blue and always cave
Whether sitting on a mountain top
Or a piece of log
It is peaceful, pleasant, and pretty
Way better than living in the city
The land is a wonderful place
Full of love, life and different race
So don't forget to take some time
To enjoy the land and the wind chimes!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Gentle Touch
This blog is for ages of 14-50. Enjoy it!
When I close my eyes I hope to dream,
Except for when they make me scream,
Images of fright running through my mind
I try to fight but they grab me from behind
Other nights however I dream of him
I cant distinguish his face, but his name is Tim
He whispers my name so gentle and kind
Even when im awake he is always on my mind
His eyes, so green, so humble
When I try to speak I can only mumble
This is not real, he is fake I say
I contemplate this while we lay
When I wake up I still feel this dream was real
I wish it was, I would agree to any deal
Then reality strikes me, leaving me in dismay
He was too good for me anyway
When I close my eyes I hope to dream,
Except for when they make me scream,
Images of fright running through my mind
I try to fight but they grab me from behind
Other nights however I dream of him
I cant distinguish his face, but his name is Tim
He whispers my name so gentle and kind
Even when im awake he is always on my mind
His eyes, so green, so humble
When I try to speak I can only mumble
This is not real, he is fake I say
I contemplate this while we lay
When I wake up I still feel this dream was real
I wish it was, I would agree to any deal
Then reality strikes me, leaving me in dismay
He was too good for me anyway
Monday, March 2, 2009
Life is too Short
This post is for people between sixteen and fifty years old. Everything happens for a reason in life, remember that.
"Life is short, painful, exciting, and devastating. Life is a privledge, we should cherrish our lives and enjoy them to the fullest" Marina Efstathiadis
A man outside the subway station was drinking a mickey of vodka in a brown paper bag. His name was Fred. Fred was an alcoholic. He was dressed in a baggy grey sweater and dark denim jeans. Fred had money, his clothes proved that. His beard needed to be shaved and his hair needed a haircut.
Fred was happily married for three years, he also has a two year old son. Fred lost his family in a car crash that was his fault. He was drunk and drove the car off a bridge. Fred was the only survivor, his wife died from interior bleeding and his son died from a head injury. Fred has been devastated for the past two years because he knew the death of his family could have been prevented.
Fred unfortunately lost his job but is now getting paid unemployment. He is invovled in AA meetings for his addiction - alcohol. Fred never used to be an alcoholic, but he started drinking due to the death of his mother.
Fred was a great father and a great husband. He took his son everwhere, his wife out for special dinners every weekend, and was even promoted at work. He was a coach for a recreational soccer team and played on a team himself.
Fred's life has been going downhill since the car crash. His father, past co-workers, and friends are devastated and scared for Fred's life. He finds that there is no point to life now, that he should have died too. He is slowly trying to kill himself because he is in so much agony. He is doing it slow so that he can feel pain, just like the pain he caused his wife and son.
Fred is determined to be with his family again, no matter the consequences, or pain it takes.
"Life is short, painful, exciting, and devastating. Life is a privledge, we should cherrish our lives and enjoy them to the fullest" Marina Efstathiadis
A man outside the subway station was drinking a mickey of vodka in a brown paper bag. His name was Fred. Fred was an alcoholic. He was dressed in a baggy grey sweater and dark denim jeans. Fred had money, his clothes proved that. His beard needed to be shaved and his hair needed a haircut.
Fred was happily married for three years, he also has a two year old son. Fred lost his family in a car crash that was his fault. He was drunk and drove the car off a bridge. Fred was the only survivor, his wife died from interior bleeding and his son died from a head injury. Fred has been devastated for the past two years because he knew the death of his family could have been prevented.
Fred unfortunately lost his job but is now getting paid unemployment. He is invovled in AA meetings for his addiction - alcohol. Fred never used to be an alcoholic, but he started drinking due to the death of his mother.
Fred was a great father and a great husband. He took his son everwhere, his wife out for special dinners every weekend, and was even promoted at work. He was a coach for a recreational soccer team and played on a team himself.
Fred's life has been going downhill since the car crash. His father, past co-workers, and friends are devastated and scared for Fred's life. He finds that there is no point to life now, that he should have died too. He is slowly trying to kill himself because he is in so much agony. He is doing it slow so that he can feel pain, just like the pain he caused his wife and son.
Fred is determined to be with his family again, no matter the consequences, or pain it takes.
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