Meter Fail

So...this is super late.

Cinderella- rags to riches
Scrubbing floors to secret wishes.
Sweet Prince Charming, royal ball.
Lucky girl- she has it all.

I'm an ordinary lonely girl.
No hopes or dreams to change the world.
Brown hair, blue eyes, plain pale face.
Wondering why my life is such a waste.

This is reality; enjoy your stay.
Wake up and try to survive the day.
Spend your nights writing dreary songs
About running away and moving along.

The real world has no magic wishes,
No glass slippers, no unplanned kisses.
Us hopeless girls will never understand
Why teenage "romance" hurts so bad.

Baby Bunny

Baby Bunny

I am a baby bunny in a nest.
Mommy makes a fur blankie to keep warm.
She tells me to stay hidden from the pest.
In a few weeks my eyes, ears, and legs form.

Wait! A human woke me up from my sleep.
It picked me up and held me, I was shaking.
I called mom and from the hand I did leap.
I ran fast an escape I was making.

I am nocturnal so I eat at night.
When the sun comes up I sleep until dark.
My mom watches over me but not in sight.
From her I learn and press toward the mark.

Cute, precious, smart, small, soft, and really funny.
This is my view of a baby bunny.

Meter Poem

Days and Nights Come and Go
Years and Months Fly by Us
As time moves along
You go through the challenges the Lord gives you
You look back to see where time has gone
and find yourself craving the future
As you jump into the unknown
You must hold your breath and
remember that the Lord brought you here
You must pray for wisdom for tommorrow
For you will climb mountains
just to reach the top and
look back to see that it was small
compared to the mountain ahead

Help

She cries alone inside her room,
Hoping someone will save her soon.
Abused, alone, and terrified,
She needs somebody by her side.

He’s hangin’ out with all his friends,
‘Cause here the party never ends.
He’s alright, or so he thinks,
As long as there is more to drink.

Outside, she says her life is great,
But deep inside, her life she hates.
With every man with whom sleeps,
The hole inside her grows more deep.

He keeps on getting rude remarks.
He’s bullied just because he’s smart.
He’s beat up, bruised, and all alone.
He needs a place to feel at home.

Scars are running up and down
Her body, from inside and out.
Scars that other people left
With hatred and abandonment.

He holds a gun in trembling hands.
He can’t comply with life’s demands.
But something deep inside him cries
For one more chance to live his life.

Why do we refuse to touch
These hearts and lives that have been crushed?
We say we care but they don’t know.
They won’t until we let it show.

Do you Fade with the Seasons?

These feelings of nostaliga are more than bitter-sweet
Regret dwells within as I lay asleep
Permenant feelings like marks in concrete
Remain with me remorseful, remaining deep

My heart has ruptured and caused my fatality
I search for you among the living, but find you no longer
Where are you now as I mourn your loss and our reality?
Of these questions, I remain unanswered and I wander

Our oppurtunity, now wasted, from your silent glare
These feelings like seasons they soon pass away
Do you see me come back where upon your grave I stare?
Who knew it'd be so cold in the month of May?

These leaves of thoughts un-blown by the wind
Desperately I crush them, beneath my bleeding feet
These feelings now become my one true sin
And as I walk among tombstones we anxiously meet

I thought you were dead and buried 'beneath the light of the moon
But now your seen here alive and waiting by your grave
And as you linger you say, "I knew you'd be here soon"
But what made me tremble, "This we cannot save"

Your lips move but your sound is quenched, a horrific hestitation
I wait for your reply, watching you fearfully, I sigh
You look away, loathing me in my mesmeration
You open your mouth and from your lips pour lies

I'm shocked, "Why now are you saying this?"
He no longer moves, paled with death returning
"Was all that we had utterly meaningless?"
He falls back to his grave, dirt over top of him churning

I scream, but fail to sway in my stance
Again he leaves, I'm silent in fear
I can do nothing to mend this hurt
I whimper and fall in my own wretched tears

"I will not let this happen" I dig into the pit
"I can save him, I can save what we were"
Within me a new fire, desperation is lit
I uncover his face, and now my vision blurs

He is not coming back, long been deparated
No breath from his lips, no light in his eyes
He is not coming back, all thoughts restarted
Never again shall his body arise

-- Emoesque

Meter Poem

Your love crosses my mind all day

Yet I’m left with nothing to say

I save your messages to hear your voice

You've left me with no other choice

Your love puts me in my own hell

I've wrapped myself up in my own spell

The tears I cry nightly

Won’t bother you slightly

The love I once felt

Has now made my heart melt

I’m going to love you forever

Even though we can’t be together

Metered Poem

Who is this girl who's walking through my life?
She wears my clothes, she's living in my skin.
And yet, this cheerful girl cannot be me.
She smiles at life, she's laughing with my friends,
She looks so happy, she just can't be me.
'Cause inside I feel nothing but sorrow.
The smiling face is all I chose to show.
And so this pain I hide, no one will see.

Meter Poem

The sun set on the faded ocean sky.

A blushing pink and red and blue and gold.

Now, in this moment all seems so surreal!

My eyes can't grasp the beauty of the sun

and all the golden colors shining bright.

Soon this beauty will all be forgotten

and we will go about our normal night,

forgetting beauty that had just occurred.

Sun set forsaken until the next day

with colors just as gorgeous as before.

meter poem

I wonder where one’s true beauty is found.
The press tells me it lives on my body;
The Bible tells me it lives inside me.
My mind tells me I have no true beauty;
My dreams tell me it’s locked in a tower.
Its hard to beleive the Bible sometimes.
All around me people say different things.
Everything seems so hypocritical,
It leaves me questioning one’s true beauty.

His Love♥

The days fly by in my whole life.
My life is tight in a strong knot.
It is held down with long hard strife.
I try to run from this a lot.

I run to God to help me through.
He’s helped me in times no one could.
He’s there for me, his love is true.
His mercy strong, his grace is good.

I want to be freed from my past.
His death and blood cleared all my sin.
The last is first, and first is last.
He cares for all, and all who’ve been.

Jesus is mine forever more.
It’s something you should not ignore.

Something Akin to Sorrow:

The sound of rain drowns out the sound of pen
And pencil scratching in my weary head.
Why haven’t you come see me yet today?
Am I only a friend to pass the time
When others have a better place to be?
To me, you mean much more than hours spent.
Let’s run away and leave a world behind!
Or ‘till I die, I’ll sit and write sad words
With tears and sighs just wishing in the rain.


-Dancing Flame

Meter poem

As one who has almost completed my four years,
I would like to impart some wisdom for you to hear.
There are many lessons I have learned in that time,
Most you will have to learn for yourself along the line.

Avoid being the typical, shallow and petty girl,
Teenagers like that make me want to hurl.
There’s more to life then what you see in the mirror,
Perfecting that will not make your life any clearer.

Do not let anyone take away your confidence.
Why should what they think make a difference?
Do not conform to fit the stereotypical mold,
Be yourself and let your own personality unfold.

Enjoy your time in high school while it lasts,
Don’t take a moment for granted; it will go by fast.
Always remember there’s more to life then boys,
Be sure not to miss out on any of life’s joys.