| ~*~Just A Lie~*~ He used to say he loved me But that was him just telling me a lie He hold me in his arms when I started to cry. But that was all untrue. He used to make me feel special But that was just him manipulating me he would whisper words into my ear about the things we'd do and see, But that was all untrue. He used to kiss me on the lips But that was just him using me. He'd say I was the one he truely loved and that nothing would become between him and me But that was all untrue. He used to encourage me I guess to make himself feel better About how he was breaking my heart and losing my trust like a feather. But now I know better He was the lesson I needed to learn some boys are devious and deceitful, while others have trust like a white fern. |
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| I started creating poems when i was 6 years old. Now, at age of 19, I have continued to write poetry and even have had my poem Just a Lie published in the book Great Poems of the Western World. |
| ~*~I Can See...~*~ I can see what she's feeling I can see she's in pain I can see what she's feeling I can see through the mist of rain. I can see that she's crying right through the window pane. I can see... I can see... What kind of person she will be. |
| ~*~Saturn~*~ Saturn with its colorful rings rotates like its on a swing. sometimes you can see it on a starless night, when birds are not taking flight. But if you live in the city,dont even try. The smoke and the smog will block out the sky. Espicially with those hot glowing lights, you won't even see a star in sight. So if your out in the country, away from home, look up at the sky and roam. till you see the north star, then look right, and you will see Saturn always in sight. |
| ~*~The Classroom~*~ As I look around the room I see students working hard While others let their grades be doomed. I see Dells with Microsoft Word on and a mouse haphazardlly off the pad I see the highlighted word "gone" trying to find a better word in the thesaurus. I feel the ac coolly on my cheek and I hear the English teacher in the background, as i try to seek the white out in my pencil bag. Then I hear the bell a ringin. Everyone leaves the room. And my backpack will be a singin as I put my things inside it. Then as I leave, The pencil sharpener hooks my sleeve. After it lets go, I leave the classroom. |
| ~*~When Butterflies Roam~*~ When Butterflies Roam they come and go upon the winds melody. Their swift and fast among the trees and stones. when they fly they go to the sky and sometimes never come back. They will make a show for the people we know the show that we see lets us know... How Butterflies Roam |
| ~*~Natures Creations~*~ Wind is so tangible Yet you can not see it But you feel the wisps Blowing through your hair. Rain you can see, But not perfectly You can touch it as it hits the ground and ripples together. Love you can feel in your heart Yet you can not comfort it as someone breaks it down to nothing Friendship is something that will last forever It will grow as you live |
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| ~*~Sweetie Pie~*~ Hey darling why dont you kiss me and put your lovely lips on mine. We will dance all night in the moonlight while the stars watch us. Will you play that song again? I love the way your fingers strum against the mahongony guitar. You are so cute the way you act so macho but I see past that nonsense. I love your eyes the way they sparkle when you look at me. I know you dont know this but i do and thats all that matters; me and you. So lets just dance this song one more time and then you can leave me home and drive away. But then, don't you want to stay? |
| ~*~ Love~*~ Hey baby come over here and whisper sweet loving words in my ear You take off my jacket and I will take off yours. and we'll mingle with the stars. I will kiss your neck ever so gently. And you will be plenty. We will play under the covers and get it on together. So baby come over here and whisper sweet loving words in my ear. I love you and you love me and nothing will happen I promise. |
| ~*~ My Chewing Gum~*~ Oh little tiny square You are so bare But with your mint taste You are mine to waste You come in many flavors And there are many payers Who seek your peppermint love But the cinnamon is always above Or you could choose The original which would lose Compared to the wintergreen Which I have seen But whatever you do If its over bubble or chew, pick bubble Because blowing a bubble Is definitely double |
| ~*~ The World of Books~*~ Bunch of Books In Lovely nooks For how am I to choose? I love mystery and fiction But sometimes the diction I do not understand From Sue Grafton to Mary Higgins Clark You will be able to see my mark From the pages that have just been cut* If it is drama you crave for Then why not The White Door? For it will be horor So whatever you choose Just remember you will lose All interest in reading if you pick nonfiction * cut: In the old days, one must tear a slit in each page before it can be read |
| ~*~ Powers of God~*~ My tears fall into darkness I am totally alone I must confess That this is when I wish I was dead. I cry out in vain The golden doors of happiness Are closed and I am without gain This is when I wish I was with Satan. Then I see my relfection in the pool That has been created by my tears And I notice that the Lord's shadow is here This is when I wish I was more like God himself. Reality hits me like a steam truck going full force And I realise I am still in my bedroom I am still alive and with luck Because right beside me is my old rosary. |
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| All Poems Copywrited by Monica B. |