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Born A Girl, To Become A Mother

You were born a girl
Then you grew to be a teen
Arising to be a young lady
To maturing to a women
right before everyone’s eyes
Before they could take it all in
You were announcing the good news of your engagement
Then planning a wedding
Before you even knew you then became a mother
Now you have learned all there is to learn and know
Now you soon be watching her throughout your very window
Watching him or her go as they grow
You soon will be saying happy mother’s day to your own baby girl as you then become the one announcing…I am gonna be a grandma realizing that she was once your baby and is now a mother as well
Wow!!
Your baby now has a baby and is a true mother

Written for my long missed mother
Born a girl to become a mother

 
 

In The Middle Of The Night I Write

I wake in the middle of the night
After a long day
Then write what comes to mind

Given time or not
I begin to blog and jot
Moods in different things

My writing soothes my mind
Surrounded in my life of stress
Thoughts of my life and what it’s like
Or what it’ll end up to be

Writing is everything to me
Happy, sad, mad, upset
It doesn’t matter
It all comes out being said from the heart

I know that I said words don’t mean a thing
But it depends on the contexts

Sometimes words don’t mean a thing
However writing says it all
Truths and facts it says everything

Usually from the heart and soul
the words form the whole making it complete

Just listen to what’s being said
You may learn something new that may have never been knowledgable in your head before

Writing is good in journal or in bed, at work or school or a park even more

Doesn’t matter where or when
Writing can clear your mind and be your friend

In the middle of the night or even during the day
Doesn’t matter when or what you write
It helps you bring your thoughts to life
Bringing your life in brighter light

 
 

Like A Mirror I Gaze

Like a mirror I gaze into the lake
I see my reflection, reliving my past and present seeking out my future

Seeing amazing and beautiful women gazing back at me, I realize how blessed I am

Like a mirror I gaze into the lake
Saying your no Cinderella or mistake
You are the way that God created you to be
The masterpiece he saw for me

Like a mirror I stay and stare
Looking at the beautiful face looking back at me
As I look eye to eye at who I have become in front of me
Realizing that I am truly lucky to just be me

Like a mirror I gave at a large wide open ocean and here is what I see
I see a space full of future possibilities

So now I ask myself
Next time I look into that mirror
what will I see
I ponder this question as I travel throughout my path before me

One day I shall see my story
But for now it remains a learning lesson and mystery

Like a mirror I gaze at me

 
 

Listen To The Beat

Listen to the beat, Listen to the best
Feeling it throb within my chest
Listen to the beat, feel it within your feet

Listen to the sound
Feel your heart pound
It’s a feeling that you can feel
A feeling that you can’t control

Listen to the beat, listen to the beat
It’s creating your body and soul
The beat is what makes you whole

Breaking down the good from the bad
Turning you from alone to totally in love
Bringing you from the quiet downs
Pulling you up to the highs above

Listen to the beat, listen to the beat
It’ll begin to move your feet
Helping you to move again
Brining you from the outs of life to the door that brings you in

Listen to your heart, it always guides your way
Listen to the beat, as it goes boom boom boom

Listen to the beat it never lies to you
Listen to the sound, let it lead you wherever you go

 
 

I Can Stand My Ground

Words can’t bring me down
No matter what they say
I can stand my ground
For that is the only way

I am beautiful
That’s what matters
Words don’t mean a thing

Words can’t bring me down
I can stand my ground
That’s the only way

They can try and tear my heart apart
They can try and tear me down
They just can’t bring me down
Words don’t mean a thing

Tears may fall
My emotions may run
My heart may feel the beat
But no one can tear me down
I shall hold my ground
I can stand my ground
Words can’t bring me down

 
 

I'm Thinking Of Someone

I’m thinking of someone I can not see
I’m thinking of someone who fulfills my every dreams
I’m thinking of someone I know would take care of me
I’m thinking of someone who means the world to me

I’m thinking of someone who is bitter sweet
I’m thinking of someone too far away, yet closer than any new day
I’m thinking of someone I think of each and every day
Even though we don’t always speak at all times
Thinking of someone who I know would complete me
I’m thinking of someone who gets lost in life without me

I’m thinking of someone who takes all my fears away

Yet in life things don’t always go as you may see
So for now, I must face that it’s just me

 
 

Miss Popularity

I have never been miss congeiniality, miss popularity, not even prom queen.

I have been in pagent’s, plays,battle of the bands and commuinty theaters, but never popular in any means.

Miss popularity, the singer, and miss USA have always been just that…dreams

You may look at my friends list and say “WOW, LOOK AT HER” She’s gotta be miss popular

but amazingly I never have been

I do habe many friends, but that is just my meory of who and what good people who have toucjed my life in one way or another imprinting their trust, love, hope and pure generosity just for me to be able to reach out and touch me and my heart.

Miss popularity is okay but I have become happy today with just being me and finding my way in the truth that I made me this way. I became who I wanted to be that was suit just for me.

I created my inner piece of mind

I couldn’t do it without those people in my life who I entrust and can proudly call my friends to be able to send out those proper friend requests

So I dedicate this writing to all those people i call my friends list

I would rather have you as my friends rahter than to be miss popularity

 
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Posted by on May 3, 2012 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized

 

You Don't Know A thing About me

You don’t know who I am inside
You don’t know a thing about me
You try to run me and rule me, but you don’t know a thing about me
You think you know it all
but in life you don’t know a thing that comes and goes until you’ve passed it thru
When you think that you’ve got it all matched up in the palm of your hand and that you can run the show
That is when I have to say again once more you don’t know a thing
You don’t know a thing about me
You can try to change and put void in my life, but you can’t because you don’t know what I like or hate
You don’t know me,my life or even who I am
You just don’t know who I really am
You don’t know a thing inside of the small things that I hide.
You just don’t know me like you say or think that you do. You don’t know a thing about me. Who I am, or my life.You don’t know me as I know myself. You don’t know who I am inside. You pretend as if you know it all. You don’t cry or get upset. You just come in like you are mr high king that you think you can pull me in school.

 
 

Pushing The Tears Aside

 

 

When your eyes cry you always seem to try and push all the tears away.

Never knowing which way you will travel next, which route will hold the key.

Somehow you just let tears fall to the boards of the floor, rolling off your cheek.

Mellow and sad not always understanding and surpassing each hill you have climbed.

Fear sets in as you begin to panic.

Feeling manic and in disarray, stress begins to cloud your focus among your boggled mind.

so distraught and upset felling that life is not following the path which you envision in your journey.

You begin to sweet, get clammed hands and tremble with horror of your path your in along your way.

Bitter sweet seems sour and raw now as your turmoil becomes more real.

You thought that you would find happiness soon, yet you’ve watched it all be taken away and disappear out of sight as with the ending of the day.

Intimidated and jealous of others who have already found their paths out of their own lost ways.

You feel no hope and want to run and hide, never to be found or return to this side.

persevering on you try to keep faith as all you once had has lost it’s very own place.

The plan you had once seen has fallen apart in shambles of this life.

If you don’t catch yourself soon, what you once knew as stable you, stable life view will soon be scattered throughout the lands as the loss of hope will one day finally consume you as well.

returning you to when your eyes cry you always seem to try and push all the tears aside

 
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Posted by on May 1, 2012 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized

 

Puppy Love

My puppy is an angel

more like a princess

everybody loves her

The unicorns are shining down on her

with sparkles from above

While angels see her face

with her beauty they start to cry

she’s a loving carefree puppy

I love my puppy very much

she out numbers every puppy

 in the whole wide world

Some puppies are cute

 but my puppy is the cutest

that ever there was

I would never hurt or harm my puppy ever

She is the best puppy I have ever known

I love my puppy so much

my love overwhelms my beats of my heart

 my puppy love will go on till the day that my heart beats stop beating

Written by: BrieAnna, Age 7