What can I ask for in my entire life If not for no one else’s love but yours. When all else leaves, you’re all I need to stay. When things go wrong, I can still make it through As long as you’re around to lift me up. When clouds are here to chase the light away, You stay as bright as any light could be. I’ll never stop this feeling that I have; I’m thankful that you came into my…
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My Favorite “So You Think You Can Dance” Season 6 Routine
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All You
I have to admit I did this poem with such haste, it feels so raw and unpolished. Anyway, I want to post this as my poem for today’s rally. I want to know how people will react to my poems if I write ones that are written in such a hurry. I know this may not be as tasteful as the others I’ve posted in the past, but I still wish you enjoy this. wink ๐ All you could ever…
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For Thursday
This is my acceptance poem for this week’s Poets Rally. Thank you so much, Jingle. Words can never be enough to express how grateful we all are to you for bringing us all together. Please, let’s all visit Jingle’s blog. Please follow this link: http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/03/12/thursday-poets-rally-week-9-the-perfect-poet-award I also wish to nominate John, the Traveling Poet, for next week’s Perfect Poet Award. I believe that John makes such a good poet because he also goes from one place to another. Not only…
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Found
I want to apologize if the poem below may be a little confusing. I wrote this for today’s rally, and I hope you still enjoy this. Thank you so much for visiting… :)xoxo Sometimes I avoid love songs Because they only speak of beauty Or the pain that, in their hearts, throbs But a song that shows reality, I have yet to find. I read through the lyrics and I sometimes do not find what it is I seek I…
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High Altitudes
I decided to write a short poem for today. I hope you guys still enjoy it. Words aren’t any good right now; Everything’s just emotions burning. I have lost all sense of thought, somehow; I can see them all leaving. It’s all a sad and tragic fate With nothing left to do but wait. Nothing else left to feel but hate. Why can’t anyone get it straight? It’s all of no use, and my head aches; I’ve got nothing else…