Friday 25 th November 2011
She steps into the rain,
hopeless, knowing that no one will help her.
She can't manage but who cares?
She is alone in pouring rain.
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Monday 14 th November 2011
There are many places in this world,
who have people with things they don't deserve,
like famine, poorness, bombs and killing,
meanness, angriness, starvation, hitting.
When we leave food on our plate,
that must be how much they ate,
in maybe a week or two,
how can we know if this is true ?
We don't know how much we're lucky,
for them, our left overs, would be plenty,
that would fill them for a week,
and would be the food that they would seek,
for their lifetimes and even more,
however someday they'lll be at our door !!!
Poor them, won't we help ?
We do, we try,
but it's too much,
Oh my, oh my...
who have people with things they don't deserve,
like famine, poorness, bombs and killing,
meanness, angriness, starvation, hitting.
When we leave food on our plate,
that must be how much they ate,
in maybe a week or two,
how can we know if this is true ?
We don't know how much we're lucky,
for them, our left overs, would be plenty,
that would fill them for a week,
and would be the food that they would seek,
for their lifetimes and even more,
however someday they'lll be at our door !!!
Poor them, won't we help ?
We do, we try,
but it's too much,
Oh my, oh my...
Sunday 13 th November 2011
Do you care?
Do you listen to the cries at night,
Of poor children filled with fright?
Do you care?
Do you wish for clothes and books
While small children steal like crooks?
Do you care?
Do you leave some scraps on your plate
While starving is another child's fate?
Do you care?
Do you ignore your teacher's speech
While poor children's education is breeched?
Do you care?
Do you read this poem again and again
Thinking what it must be like for them?
Do you care?
Do you listen to the cries at night,
Of poor children filled with fright?
Do you care?
Do you wish for clothes and books
While small children steal like crooks?
Do you care?
Do you leave some scraps on your plate
While starving is another child's fate?
Do you care?
Do you ignore your teacher's speech
While poor children's education is breeched?
Do you care?
Do you read this poem again and again
Thinking what it must be like for them?
Do you care?
Friday 11 th November 2011
As I step into darkness,
a place that I don't know,
As I step into somewhere unknown,
I know that it is my own one.
As I dart into a place,
somewhere more known,
but still hidden,
I feel what I feel.
My dream that I had,
never came true,
and why did I believe that it would ?
No one will ever understand me,
so what ?
I only end in the darkness,
the darkness that haunts me inside.
Sunday 19 th June 2011
Drowning.. Cloud of Darkness... A very dramatic title, right? Basically here I am talking about how it is so hard for me to escape one of my personality traits: being shy.
I wrote it in 6th grade, when I was 11 years old.
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