Anger

I’ve closed my eyes, taken a breath,
Counted from one to ten,
I’ve tried to think of happy thoughts,
To make it better again.
But the anger keeps rising, boiling bubbling,
Like a soda can, ’bout to explode,
I wanna scream like a banshee, lash out like a fighter,
I’m in agressive mode.
So don’t tell me to chill out and cool it,
Don’t tell me to sit down and talk.
I’m gonna sit here and rant and scream,
‘Til that angry feeling stops.

The Ice Skater

Sliding along the clear, cold ice,
She twirls, she spins, she flies.
Round and round she goes,
Sometimes fast and sometimes slow,
She jumps and points her toes,
Lands, then off she goes.
Gliding graceful as a swan,
She could do this all day long.
But she has to stop her flight,
The rink is closing for the night.

What I’d do for you

I’d stay up for hours and hours,
Just to see the shooting stars,
Then maybe I could make a wish,
And receive from you, a first kiss.

I’d walk alone for miles and miles,
Jump over lakes filled with crocodiles.
I’d sit outside in the pouring rain,
Just so I could see you again.

I’d dye my hair blue and bright green,
I’d jump off a skyscraper onto a trampoline.
I’d do all these things for you,
And I hope you’d do them for me too.

x

Rememberance Day Poem

I am lucky to be here,
With very few worries and fears.
No gunshots ringing through my ears,
No screams when enemy toops come near.

I am lucky to live in light,
To feel warm and safe in bed at night,
When all the British soldiers fight,
It just doesn’t feel right.

Each day they lose, while I gain,
They fight with struggle, fear and pain.
Around the courtyard, bodies lain,
Never going to move again.

As I sit in my place and sob and cry,
As I think of the many lives gone by,
To save my country, to save my life.
I sit back and wonder, why?

Why should we take another’s life?
Why does it have to be this way?
But then I ocme to a realisation,
It will always be this way.
In memory of the soldiers who fight every day to make our lives safer. Rest in Peace and God bless you.

Halloween’s a’coming!

Vampire capes and witches hats,
Wailing ghouls and fluttering bats,
It’s the night of the black cats,
Halloween’s a’coming!

Kids’ screams ringing through the night,
A full moon, shining bright,
Horrors told by candlelight,
Halloween’s a’coming.

Children knocking on your door,
Asking for treats and sweets galore,
They come back every year, asking for more.
Halloween’s a’coming!

“Where there is no imagination there is no horror.”
- Halloween Quotes by Arthur Conan Doyle, Sr.

The Seasons

Secrets whispered in the gentle breeze,
Moonlight shafting through bare trees,
Pools of golden flowing from lights,
Falling snowflakes of crystal white,
Winter.

Droplets of water on new flower buds,
Sheep and baby lambs chewing the cud.
Rays of sunshine lighting the day,
Waves of warmth, washing the white away.
Spring.

Meadows filled with beautiful flowers,
Bees and butterlies near and far.
Laughing children with ice cream cones,
No more of the school bell’s drone.
Summer.

Crisp leaves crunching under my feet,
In school again we shall meet.
Candy apples and scary masks,
Carrying hot chocolate in metal flasks,
Autumn.

Bring Me Down

What a difficult day in my life,
What a typical day in my life,
Just when I felt like flying,
You, brought me back to the ground.

Really felt like I could fly,
Felt like I could touch the sky,
But now all I want to do is,
Cry.

CHORUS:

Oh, what a day,
What a day to bring me down.
Oh, what a day,
What a day to bring me down.
Just when I was feeling tall,
You bring me back down, down, down,
What a day..
Oooh, what a day..

Love

Keep me soaring through the stars,
Keep me flying o’er the moon,
Keep me feeling tall an happy,
Keep me smiling like a loon.

Today’s a special today,
A day I’ll remember for all time.
Because today’s the day,
He said, forever, he’ll be mine.

“Love doesn’t make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.”

Franklin P. Jones

Hello world!

Hello Again It’s Parneaus, here with another blog!! This is my new blog Imagine (I know the url is Earth Lovers, but all the good names were taken) and I am going to use it to write.

I will post my poetry, songs, thoughts on issues and random words onto this blog. But it’s not all about me! No way. It can be about you too. I am dreaming of becoming an author- and if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s to be open to ideas. So if you’ve got a piece of writing you want to share, or an idea, just comment and I will get back to you.

If I really like your stuff I will give you a space for you to give us some of your writing

So sit back, relax and imagine. Let the words pump through your veins, their ideas waiting to burst out. Now reach for that pen and that piece of paper and let the words free!

I can’t wait to hear from you all!

God Bless you,

Parneaus