The Door

I lay my head on this grass,
Closing my eyes, I let out a sigh.
Blue turns to black, everything fades.
I sense time passing by.

As I rewake, I look around.
Things have changed, different from before.
Sun is golden red, on the horizon.
I walk towards a shut door.

Grasping the handle, I hesitate.
Do I want to know what's behind it?
Automatically I know the answer.
Of course I do, this can't quietly sit..

Light brightly shines into my eyes.
I stumble forward through the white veil..
I wake with a gasp and see winking stars..
What is up with this little tale?

Lightning

My feet stand in one place,

as I stare behind my eyelids.

The only sounds I hear,

are my heart and shouting kids.

I sigh and remember life.

How life was so simple back then.

I always wondered about things.

Like the new life I was getting in.

I can't believe the speed,

I can't believe the velocity.

I try to hold on, to hold on,

but my life is moving like lightning.

There's a whole new place.

I thought I knew what was going on.

But things change, really fast.

Looked like night, now it's dawn.

Being with old friends.

Singing a song or two.

While thinking of changes.

These changes were not few.

There were many changes,

New people and new school.

Three years have passed,

Good friends, all pretty cool.

I can't believe the speed,

I can't believe the velocity.

I try to hold on, to hold on,

but my life is moving like lightning.

My life was a bit dull.

Then it's suddenly moving.

At a fast pace, I can barely keep.

I barely know what I'm doing.

School's great, so are friends.

New book series that I like,

Breaking Dawn, part of the series;

it is making me psyched.

No longer a fan of Harry Potter,

Now I like Twilight.

Edward and Bella forever.

Great to read at night.

I can't believe the speed,

I can't believe the velocity.

I try to hold on to hold on,

but my life is moving like lightning.

I open my eyes then look.

A whole new different sighting.

Not in the place when I shut my eyes,

my life has flashed, like lightning.

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DISCLAIMER: Technically I never stopped being a fan of Harry Potter. This was written back in 2008. And things really did fly by fast, since then it hasn't slowed down. I hope it keeps going fast because I miss some of my friends that are out of town right now. This poem is supposed to have a slightly lyrical kind of beat to it, can you tell?

Unavoidable

Death, it happens.

This occurs everywhere.

A single tear hangs on my face.

While people leave, ones who I care.

There’s no way to stop it.

No way to avoid this.

Dieing is unavoidable,

Nobody can reawaken with a kiss.

I’ve witnessed death myself.

An old man lying in bed,

He looked peaceful enough.

“Hi Dale,” was all I said.

A dog, old and frail,

Someone I knew very well.

The last few days, I hug him.

Hearing death’s ringing bell.

Sitting here, I gasp,

Barely breathing from pain.

There are memories and love..

Love can’t leave, it’s like a stain.

Slowly, I tell myself,

“I’ll see them again someday,

I’ll join them in heaven.”

This is all I would say.

People need to know.

Sure, death happens a lot.

But we just got to wait,

Because life is what we got.

Someday, we too will go,

Back to heaven.

But if one was truly bad,

Down to Hell’s den.

Cheer up! Be happy!

There’s life still going!

Things are happening

And shows are showing.

Death can be good.

From pain or old age,

They could finally rest.

A curtain falling on their final stage.

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For a short while I wrote several death-related things. This is one of the first poems.

Life

This gives you pain

This brings sorrow

But there's also light.

People look morrow.

Hiding and whimpering.

Children of sadness

Show your faces.

And bring out gladness.

The full moon

and the bright sun,

brings plenty of hope,

to everyone.

People cry.

People shout.

People sing.

This is what it's all about.

There's hope.

Always believe,

believe in yourself.

Soon there will be relieve.

Couples, togetherness.

Always has plenty of joy.

Knowing there's someone.

For girl and boy.

Love, a funny word.

A simple smile.

Even hug and kisses.

Lasts forever while.

A sense of loneliness.

A normal thing,

Gets cured by friends.

Friends and family.

People who die.

Only continue on.

There are things to do.

So they're not truly gone.

A simple poem.

Life viewed by me.

Hope you like it.

Now I will take my leave.

Only In Dreams

A girl lies down and gets ready to sleep.

The book she's reading falls down,

As the sound of sleep begins.

This is me, in my snowy night gown.

I'm standing in darkness...

Then a house forms as I stare.

A bus rushes by and I run to it.

Feeling terror that I can hardly bare.

Instead, I'm sitting on my bed.

Waiting, hoping, that something will happen.

A boy walks through a door.

I feel like he's more than just a friend.

I'm running through a store.

Under water with a boy.

Having a race with him, laughing.

I feel such a big joy.

I'm standing under a tree...

I feel darkness surrounding me once more.

A sadness fills me.

As I see the light as if from a door.

I'm awake, with my eyes still shut.

I swear silently. Not wanting to see the sun beams.

I sigh while giving up on trying to sleep.

Knowing that what I've seen...occurs only in dreams...

Cookie Poem

Life is like a cookie

You take a bite of it every time you feel happy

Then you set down the cookie to let it collect dust

When you feel old and shriveled up like your pappy

You want to eat your cookie again because your life feels like a bust

When you take a bite of your cookie

You realize you have bitten the dust.

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I wrote this one back in ninth grade. I'm sure this is the very first poem that I've actually written during my free time. I like to go back to this one once in awhile to see how much I've changed over the years. Now I'm in my second year of college, so yeah, it's been awhile since this was written. Has anybody ever goofed around with poetry like this?

A New Change

This seems to be something that a lot of people are using these days. For awhile I didn't want to create a blog in fear of being called a 'copy cat'. I like to be unique. I don't want to follow anybody's exact footsteps. But today I decided that maybe this is the best way to get my works out there, get some feedback and positive criticism and even learn how to become a better writer. I'm a poet and I also like to write short stories once in awhile. So, I made a compromise with myself. I would create a blog but I would make the layout and other things as different as possible.

I've got some plans and I'm actually eager to try them out. I hope you enjoy my blog!