Poem

Sad is no fun
Sad is upsetting
Sad is depressing
Sad is boring
Sad is no good
Sad is lonely

it is a sad sad day
When the lights go dim
It is a sad sad day
When the sun goes down
It is a sad sad day
When it rains
It is a sad sad day
When the moon gets govered by the mist of darkness
It is a sad sad day
When you cry
It is a sad sad day
When I make you lie
It is a sad sad day
When you fail
It is a sad sad day
When you sail in the sea of darkness

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce
tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Perfect

She danced a dance no living heart had seen
And only angels rivaled all her grace
Yet even as the pure white swans will preen
She smoothes her long black hair from round her face
She, in her wisdom, ran the longest mile
Not listening to any harker is cry
And kept her values with her all the while
If she were any faster she would fly
This one, you think, has not a single flaw
With every move, of this you wold be sure
Only to find, she is broke the natural law
And gravity wont hold her to this earth
But even as the bond that hel here here,
Were loosed, she ran on bravely with no fear

Growing Pains

The saddest sigh I ever was to see
Accompanied closely by selfish thought
The one thing that I could not have with me
By another is side unlike he ought
I find my thoughts unto this are most cruel
Not mine to own nor is he mine to guide
Resistance did not keep me safe from you
And so I am forced to keep feelings inside
You left me here, abandoned to my fate
Sometimes I wish I do never seen your face To stop the flood I now must shut the gate
It will all end when I last leave this place
This is the saddest portion of my year
You will not bring me happiness I fear

A thought upon life

A thought upon life.Yes just a thought,
Like all good and bad philosophies and ideas,
It starts with a thought,
The greatest thing in life is to love and be loved,
Love is what keeps mankind surviving;
that burning desire in
Every women and every man,
A flame that will never be put out in any human ever,
It is that overwhelming sensation of having to keep searching…
Once it is found it carries on and reaches a higher development,
Always wanting, always willing to hold
and to cherish that feeling,
bThat overwhelming desire,
That desire keeps progressing and
produces life from this found love…
Life is produced from the love that
humankind feels for one another
Yes.Our human particles are magnetizing,
A natural chemical reaction of the universe,
Instinctively reproducing,
Such sensational ecstasy from this
heightened and enriched feeling,
This feeling called love with a conscious thought upon life

Scenario Difficult Decisions

difficult decisions
to make requires
time needs energy
focus firm resolve
quite meditation
to recharge batteries
praying for guidance
and strength is good
difficult decisions
can be hard
we can only
try our best
we rarely know
in major decisions
our best solutions
what is best
for each of us
God knows?

Hate You

You hate me
I hate you
Can not you see that
We can not be together.
So Good-bye brown eyes and brown hair