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Those three words
As I looked into his eyes
and found his longing stare
I stopped myself
from saying the words
that would show how much I care
I put my hand up to his face
to hold my feelings in
I wouldn’t say the say the words
to show my love for him
cos am scared
that he’d put my hands away from his
and say to leave himI never spoke the words
for fear of the sharp pain
of rejection….
his fingers traced around my face
brushing my hair away
and I was quite unprepared
for what he was to say
my heart beat quickly
and my head raced on…
I thought that i might cry
he looked as if he might faint
imagine this strong guy faint
but never would I be more impressed
with anything he’d do
than when he took me in his arms
and told me
“I LOVE YOU”
Teenagers are amazing
Teenagers are amazing
I wish the world would seejust how beautiful we are
how compassionate we can be.
I wish they could take back
all the cynical things they have said,
and see how much we shine,
be positive indeed.
remark on our radiant smiles,
and the differences we make
all of the people our lives touch
all the chances that we take.
notice how we change
each and every day,wanting to leave childhood
but desperately wanting to stay.
I wish they could remember
how tough our lives can be
the promises that are broken
the violence that we see.
yet still we venture forward
unsure of where the road may lead
hoping they will take notice
hoping they’ll take heed
of the changes that we have made
of the power that we hold
of the wisdom we have hidden
of the stories yet untold.
I hope the world will notice
what some have already seen
teenagers are amazing people
striving to follow our dreams
Am also human
People often ask me
How I always smile
Don’t I have ant worries?
Don’t I ever cry
But they are only the fools
Forget and always ignore
That I’m also a human
And I also have the feelings
They always give me company
They always laugh with me
I always make them happy
And always make them smile
But they never had the feeling
That I have a wounded heart..
Choices
You can shed tears that he is gone,
or you can smile because he has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that he’ll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all he’s left.
Your heart can be empty because you can’t see him,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember him only that he is gone,
or you can cherish his memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what he’d want
After a while. . .
After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul…
And u learn that love does not mean leaning and company does not mean security…
And u begin to learn that kisses are not contracts and presents are not promises…
And u begin to accept your defeats with your head high and your eyes open, with a grace of an adult and not the grief of a child…
And u learn to build all the roads on today cos tomorrow’s ground is just too uncertain for plans…
After a while u begin to learn that even sunshine burns if u get too much…
So plant your garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone else to bring u the flowers.
And u will learn that u really can endure.
That u really are strong,
And that u really have worth.