I Feel I feel happiness, sadness I feel anger and loneliness. Too many thoughts, Too many feelings, Travelling through my heart and brain. I don’t understand myself, I don’t know my personality, Sometimes I feel extrovert and strong, Or even introvert and delicate. I just know that I want to be happy I am happy,
Lark The lark sings, A cheery, thrill, vocal cry. On par, with an angel tuned lyre, In the valley of rye. This is where, The lark brings, A cheery, thrill, vocal high. A dark angel trapped in wire, In the valleys of the sky. Charlie Brady Hands A room full of people shaking hands, Meeting
Trying If I am trying to be kind, And put my hand out for a shake, Do I seem like a lick, or Do I come across fake? If I ask for a favour, And one does approve, Is that taking advantage, If I continue and use? In a hour of panic, When ones faced
Bison - Lynn McPherson - www.jamartprints.com
A Battle of Lead A line shows the ground A circle is the sun Scattered dots reveal the dirt And mixed dashes, a field overrun Swift strokes conjure an oak tree Burly men hunch behind Long rifles kept close With hidden enemies to find All soldiers charge on foot Heavy rain masking their roar With
We Are Not We are not weak We are not strong We are not sticks And we are not stones Because words can hurt you More than you can know We are not weird We are not strange We are not different And we are not the same Because no one if different And no
The Haunting Silence The screams and cries That echo and bounce Fear upon their faces Of children. A generation judged For their looks and religion The corridors of power To brainwash a nation Stripped of their pride and dignity And put in a “shower room” To bring them to the next life Silence… Poison vapours
People in School What is up with people in school? Every person wants to be cool And so all the students are now daring To make rude jokes and even start swearing, Yet I have a question: how is it right To curse, make butt jokes and get into fights? It makes some laugh yet
Art This world of creativity You can create whatever your heart desires You can let your mind wander Through the valleys and the fire Or you can have a plan in motion An array of tools at your disposal Pencil and paper running free For an imaginative proposal From the boundaries of worldly rules Escape
All All the insults that are spat All the broken friendships That happen along the way All the lifelong kinships All the good times and the bad The fights and all the break-ups The fun times and the boring The things that you cannot leave behind The stress and the relief All the heart-felt promises
The Times The times of the past, From crying to laughing, And relationships that didn’t last. These walls of mine, they know a lot, All secrets kept, no memories forgot. What rivers carry, That does not belong, that is there because of you and I We belong in a world much better; The world belongs