poetry2

Give Me My Youth

My mom says get an A
Then dad say A plus
I try real hard to please them
And to gain their trust

Better sign up for chrous
And try out for the play
I know how to keep them happy
Just do exactly what they say

I just can't get a B
They are not allowed!
I guess I'm not trying hard enough
I've got to make my parents proud

Here comes another contest
And another big award
So many things to be done
There's just no time to be bored

I've got to be the most creative
And the smartest of them all
I've got to win some more awards
So I can fill the wall

My parents say I'll have everything
But if you really want the truth
All I ever really wanted
Was to live my youth

Dream Guy

Cute, sweet, lovable
And totally adorable
Heroic, smart, and divine
Talented and oh-so-fine
Mature and sentimental
Loyal, extra gentle
Kind and practical
Absolutely magical
Courageous and honest
And ever so modest
He's even better than he seems
It's just too bad that
He's nothing but a dream.

He is

He is the coat that keeps me warm
He is my shelter from the storm
He is the map for my life quest
He is my memory for a test
He is the words repeating softly in my ear
He is upon my cheek; a tear
He is my pride in times of rage
He is the rainbow in the beige
He is the butterflies in my chest
He is my nap, my needed rest
He is my confidence
He is my intelligence
He is my sensitivity
He's the one who loves me tenderly
He's Jesus Christ, a work of art
He is my mind, my body, He's my heart

Let's Never Say Goodbye

Memories of certain times
Seen through my own eyes
Falling down my cheek as tears
Reminiscing makes me cry

All the laughter, all the smiles
And late night giggle fests
Breaking rules, skipping class
Guessing on the tests

Movie trips, shopping sprees
Talking back to teachers
Skipping gym with lame excuses
Sitting in the bleachers

Now three years have flown on past
Time can really fly
My friends, I've had a blast
Let's never say goodbye

I wrote "Let's Never Say
Goodbye" because of Jr High ending obviously. After I finish poems I'm often not satisfied with them for some reason or another. Mostly because the poem doesn't give it's topic justice. That's how I feel about this poem.

That laugh, That hair, Those eyes

I wish I'd known
Before you died
I'd never again
See those twinkling eyes

For if I'd known it was the last time
That I'd ever see your smile
I would've made that last visit
So much more worth while

We would've played your favorite games
And watched all your favorite shows
And finish things undone
Because you had to go

But we didn't ever do those things
Or play any of those games
The day that you left this Earth
Things would never be the same

Our game was never finished
The toys were left astray
And I could no longer look forward
To seeing you each day

My best friend was torn from me
At far to young an age
I was too young to understand
I was sad and filled with rage

Your life was gone too soon
It really wasn't fair
How would I start out school
Without my best friend there?

The girls never got to meet you
And you never showed me the boys
Now all I have is memories
And some of your old toys

We hadn't really lived yet
I never got to say goodbye
But I promise you I won't forget
That laugh, that hair, those eyes

I wrote this[That Laugh, That Hair, Those Eyes] about my friend John that died when he and I were really young. I definitely do not think this poem did him justice in the least. I was kinda dissapointed with it when I was finished.