Heres where ill be putting my poems stories and any other stuff i write... No Title-8/15/2004 Does the sun ever talk to the moon? Do tiny black horses eat ice cream while dancing On top of a big apple pie? If everyone in the world sat down together And read about fish hooks and rabbits who cry Could we all learn something from crayons in a box With multiple shapes, sizes, colors, and dyes What if the earth was a slight shade of purple And giant green pineapples floated in trees? What if we all got up and made a fire With money and clothes and stuff we don't need!
Fireworks-8/16/2004 Unique, yet the same as all the others There are some that burn very bright And others that simply follow them Some streak quickly Up across the sky Then slowly fade away But others move a bit slower And may not be so bright But when they reach the end of the path They explode in a huge ball of light
Heres one i just finished Give Freedom A Chance-8/24/2004 Just give freedom a chance, Its not that hard Especially when we have a stupid president Who sends everyone to war Teenage kids Not even old enough to buy a beer Have to go and fight, To live in hatred and fear Just give freedom a chance It can be fun Especially when you look at How our society is run We live on money, power, and clothes All trying to look the same Like robots standing in rows Just give freedom a chance Lets all live as one Then maybe we can all see How true freedom is won
Did you know that there is no such thing as freedom? A joke of the reality. But it seems to be the prevalent theme in most teen poetry, to strive for that elusive freedom, be it from parents or school or government? Anarchy anyone? You'll keep at it until one day you will hit your head against the wall and realize that even when you think you're free, you're not. But then again it all depends on your definition of freedom. "You are free to do as we tell you" :sunglasse
"Fireworks" I assume we're talking about people here. This line made me smirk. "But others move a bit slower/And may not be so bright"
I liked this for its quirky wit. But the last line doesn't sit well with me as the rest. Maybe it's the word -weird- in combination with -peaceful world- that I just can't buy into. Maybe try to play around with it some more so the end doesn't lose the flow and yet carries its punch? In fact, I'd even advise you to get rid of the last line all together. The previous line seems to be sufficient for an end, besides I'm not sure how you're promoting peace by having a psychodelic mania. But the last line could deal and tie in smoothly the materialism of life, and the need for -stuff-.
hmm...the line in Fireworks "But others move a bit slower/And may not be so bright" was put in to say that although some people may not be the smartest, they can still do great things. I was also wondering maybe i should write these down in a book...i dont want to lose these especially if i become a writer like i want to...
what are you smoking man... what ever it is gimme some that first poem is making me trip straight... hahahah good shit though man
Peace and Love-8/25/2004 We begin by knowing What we want! Peace and Love That’s all we want! Peace and Love that’s all we want! Now we gotta show ‘em What we want! Peace and Love That’s all we want! Peace and Love That’s all we want! Now we gotta work for What we want! Peace and Love That’s all we want! Peace and Love That’s all we want! Then maybe some day Well have what we always wanted In the first place But never could seem to get We gotta stop this war! We cant fight no more! And we gotta live for And we gotta fight for Peace and Love that’s all we want! Peace and Love that’s all we want! Peace and love that’s all we want! Peace and Love…That’s all we ever wanted!
