yeah felt like wrighting a peom because my school is making us learn about poems soooo heres a few i cames up with..enjoy....
1) red is roses swaying in the wind cherries plucked and eatten,
red is the pounding in the chest the anger that sets in
the caring falling from your eyes
red is the shouting and the cries
the passion that dies when it was born
red is the cupcakes baking
the wine splashing and dripping benth the cracks
red is the dizzyness that stes the
crazyness that burst of boldness
that unleashes from withen
red is the cherrfulness of peddals
falling on ones head
the peacefullness that sways in the end
it is the chocolate hearts that melts on the tounge
the sharp coldness of the ice
redness is the caring pain in the past the future that forever lasts
red is the flowers the fire the anger inside us all
this is why red is my forever after sweetness
2) i help others kepping secrets locked withen
i dont talk about my secrets and i only write in my book of notes
this hand there ,here and there
never teeling never showing
but inside it is shaking
but hidden behind a fake smile
no one can see the secrets
but that doesnt make me mad or sad
because secrets dont hold my laugh with joy
even though the secrets make me sad
secrets secrets all day long
but my secret is my talent
aways wrighting here ,this that, and there
3) the butterfly flutter its wings
never stopping never slowing just moving on
to the medow where the maidens cry at night
where the children hides their smiles in the weeds
where the men pull their wagons to the markets
where the old hag cackles in darkness
where the whispers are heard in the wind
the butterfly flutters with the breeze
never stopping for yellow maiden crying for attention
never slowing for the little children with their smiles
it justs flys and flys and flys
it it finnally stops and can not go anymore
leaving one last gift for the
crying maidens the childen with hidden smiles
the old cackling hag for them men pulling wagons
to the yellow maids it lands it lays then it is slain
then it will start all over again..
till the butterfly stops fluttering its wings
yeah thats what i got hope you liked them well peace out ima go to bed!!!
