I wrote this one back when I was in grade 12 even in laughter the heart may ache even in joy the soul feels grief even in bliss the body feels sorrow but in all of this there is hope a positive outlook a negative inlook alot of things about alot of things knowledge is intelligence ignorance is innocence age is wisdom patience is a virtue things happen no explanation coincidence ruled out its not the creators revenge mankind makes choices choices make mankind intrepretation left in the eye of the beholder the moon and the stars are bright in the sky shining over many broken sunken hearts past misery and future pain do little to ease my sense of oppression little is done and lots is said big words make a man and man makes big words insightful is to leaders as leaders are to promises the wise will win the war the fools will bring the pain too much pain and much sorrow are floating in endless capacities Satans seeds of evil floating on the breeze windswept shadows in the dark rustled by winds of change little do we know about plans untold go forth into the universe bring joy and love to those in need open your mind to things unforetold and close the ears to things forbidden ============================= I wrote this one when I was 20 orange, grey and yellow a feeling of greatness descending on this mass of cerebral misintentions grey, brown, and red this dark oppression this windy street so dark down and down one digs his hole blue, green and teal a steadfast emotion without out name or place seldom seen but always needed golden yellow silverness comfort and joy is attained but the length of this comfort determined by the length of wisdom black, blacker and blackest the toll of misfortune with a fork in the road the past decides the future direction -------------------------------------- I wrote this one in grade 12 as well. like a needle to the groin is the misery i feel like a train to my body is the agony i sense the end is soon coming the ride is almost over but for now i must endure this turmoil within ever orange is the perception of my light capturing orbs the intenser the motion the intenser my perception sweet nectar of heaven this seclusion is not the lust for a partner exceeds my domain ever grows my desire for relief the pressure builds and grows disdain the relief valve is twisted and out spews the pain a small little tablet and a big giant twist joy is overpowering but vexatious Ive become. ======================= I wrote this one just this past summer. dilly dally, fiddle faddle. Up a creek without a paddle. pitter patter, cocker spaniel. I tell you now my names not Daniel. Holly dolly, molly wolly. Can you find the hidden folly? Speckled pickle, nickel wrinkle. Oh the stars how they do twinkle. parting smarting, carting fodder. The federales, have they caught her? winky pinky, ranky danky. Is that a tear? Please pass my hanky. funky runky dunky tunky forky. When you leave please don't forget your door key. gump rump and tumpety stump. your out of gas, jump to the pump. pork and rork are soon to plab? the milk has spilled, give it a dab! spenny renny tenny lenny. eat no food to save a penny. mend the bend in destinys end. your mind to blend what bakers spend. fun is spun inside the bun. so fun to run from lovers shun. mine the spines of golden lines. so fine the fines of endless shines. clean your spleen you speckled bean. your average mean to glean whats keen. sand the hands of theiving glands. throw down your ties to roaming clans. roam the tomes of ancient rome. breathe in the moisture of the foam? now to sow the timeless cow. can you foresee the future plow? cart the part that ought not be arts. let loose the throng of poisoned darts. done is the run of this poetry spun. what fun it was to have spun this run.