Sunday 13 th March 2011
a poem is a piece of text where the poet tries to say as many things in as little words
- that's the boring explanation
it could be almost any piece of writing you want
wether it has three or a hundred words
that's what the teacher says
still I'm confused.
nobody can really know what a poem is
at least if it has as many meanings as I think it does
- that's the boring explanation
it could be almost any piece of writing you want
wether it has three or a hundred words
that's what the teacher says
still I'm confused.
nobody can really know what a poem is
at least if it has as many meanings as I think it does
Sunday 13 th March 2011
Sunday 13 th March 2011
Could it be her
she act so nice
I she mean on the inside?
It's possible..
she describes her just like it where me
why would she do such a thing
Maybe she meant for me to read it
that would be mean
is she really my friend
What is a friend like?
What does the word friend actually mean?
How do they act?
Nobody really knows..
I have so many questions,
but not enough answers
And I wonder
Could it be
she act so nice
I she mean on the inside?
It's possible..
she describes her just like it where me
why would she do such a thing
Maybe she meant for me to read it
that would be mean
is she really my friend
What is a friend like?
What does the word friend actually mean?
How do they act?
Nobody really knows..
I have so many questions,
but not enough answers
And I wonder
Could it be
Saturday 12 th March 2011
Goodbye, see you later, hope to see you again...
I have no words to describe this moment,
no words that are sad enough
I can hear you walking away, will you come back?
You don't answer me..
please, please, just say something
You don't say anything, a tear rolls down your face...
then finally you say..........
Goodbye
I have no words to describe this moment,
no words that are sad enough
I can hear you walking away, will you come back?
You don't answer me..
please, please, just say something
You don't say anything, a tear rolls down your face...
then finally you say..........
Goodbye
Thursday 10 th March 2011
S aturday, my favorite day,
A ll of the people like it.
T oday is a saturday,
U nlike any day,
R iding we will go,
D aydreaming, we will do,
A nybody knows that too.
Y es! It's a Saturday, no school, not anything to worry.

A ll of the people like it.
T oday is a saturday,
U nlike any day,
R iding we will go,
D aydreaming, we will do,
A nybody knows that too.
Y es! It's a Saturday, no school, not anything to worry.
