Monday, July 25, 2005

Some more poems....
Well, not too sure why I am putting more up since in my opinion the ones that I put up already are the only ones that are decent but here are a couple more that I kinda liked......

Emotionless
No Anger to cloud our judgment
No Hatred to put Brothers against each other
No Sadness to slow us down
No Pain to weaken our defense
No Joy to push us to do more to help others
No Passion to give us a push to do better
No Curiosity to aid us on our future paths
No Understanding to connect neighbors to each other
No Tiredness to slowdown our minds
No Sympathy to relate to others
No Suffering to make one starve emotionally and physically
No Hunger to make us want to be our best
No Confusion that makes us lose our minds
No Greed to make us take more then we can return
No Generosity to help others in need
No Jealously to tear people apart
No Guilt to make us want to end everything
No Surprise to keep us alert
No Rage to make us lose control.
No Depression to kill us from the inside out
No Pity to understand others sufferings
No Happiness to show us what we miss
No Sorrow to smother our souls
No Love to make our hearts complete
No Feelings that tell us right from wrong
No Way of knowing we are truly alive.

Shara and her Fire Truck

We are all gathered.
My new family and my old.
All of us are at a party for one women,
or at least, that’s an excuse to gather.
We are all singing, dancing and laughing.
Of course we are happy, we have each just learned of the others.
The family that was lost to us,
when my dad was adopted 30 some years ago.
Then, as we are all outside getting ready to leave for dinner,
a fire truck pulls in to the parking lot of the school next to the house.
After a short while, and a quick explanation, we learn of said trucks purpose,
this is a gift for the birthday girl, a ride in a old fashion fire truck.
One second she is by our side the next she is in the front seat of the fire truck.
Her face speaking all the joy she feels.
Then, another surprise, all the adults get a ride to dinner in the truck.
While this isn’t something all us kids agreed with, we didn’t have much say.
All I know is that my Aunt Shara is happy, no, not just happy, overjoyed by her gift.
For a short while she is able to sit in front of this huge truck and have fun.
Even if this day could last forever this moment wouldn’t be repeated.
The look on her face the smile in her eyes and joy in her heart,
none of this could be repeated.
Once time has moved on and each second pass they can’t be taken back.
Each swish of the flag, each laugh that pass her lips or the ‘thank you’s’ that follow.
Not one can be taken or given again.
Now, we get to try to top the truck and make next year even better.


The Blood Red Rose

Two Living souls in the body of one.
One, the spirit of a 500 year old demon fox
while the other is a 18 year old human boy.
The beautiful fox was once a enticing thief.
With his cascading mane of liquid silver,
two golden eyes filled with mischief,
and his mind a steel trap.
While the demon is a thief, the human is a hero.
With crimson locks of fire running down his back
and emerald eyes holding more wisdom than that of a normal child,
he fights beside his four companions.
All for the justice of human souls.
Both sides so different, yet the same.
One not able to survive without the other.
The thief and the boy.
The demon and the human.
Both sharing one name.


Deadly Rose
The deadly beauty of a blood red bloom.
A symbol of endless love,
and an endless reminder of human pain.
One small thorn can rip through ones flesh,
while the petals at full bloom summon another victim,
to an eternal embrace.



Tay tay....I think thats all I will put up. I still say they suck but whatever. The Shara and her Fire Truck one is actually about something that happened. And the Blood Red Rose is about Kurama from Yu Yu Hakusho if it wasn't obvious....Yet again I would like some honest opinions on these...and if you didn't read the three from my last post please do so and tell me what you think about those also....





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