Our nationís greatest joy
Lasting from Past to the Present
Young athletes racing against the clock
Making history through speed and skill
Placing in the top three while fans scream your name
Inspiring other people and encouraging other athletes
Courage is need when facing tragedy or an opponent
Savouring the victor of the medal until next time.
Thanks for encouragement, Eol and Dad. This was a past homework assigment but I really like this one.
Posted on 2010-04-14 at 20:20:11.
Edited on 2010-04-14 at 20:21:13 by MMV
It is both wanted and feared time.
When we wish for independence
But long for the carefree ways of childhood;
We seek acceptance from others
Yet we want to leave our own mark;
We say we donít care about love
And we secretly wish for it;
We tell ourselves we are fine
When we really want to cry;
We say weíre grown up
Even though we want our parents love;
Teenage hood is like a battle
Against others, against the world,
And against ourselves
That is what itís like.
Glad I could inspire you, Dakarta. Hope you like this one!
Posted on 2010-04-15 at 11:53:31.
Edited on 2010-04-21 at 11:58:36 by MMV
I hate it when you ignore me.
I hate it when you say Hi
And my face goes red
I hate that part of me melts when I see you
I hate how your smile affects me
I hate how you notice every girl
I hate that how my eyes are drawn towards you
But What I hate the most
Is that it isnít hate
But a silly crush
Why do you look at me?
Iím not that pretty
I know of girls who like you
So why pay attention to me?
You treat me horribly but
Youíre sad when I donít talk to you
You say youíre happy when Iím sad
But you seem to listen to my laugh
You constantly flirting with your crush
But you ignore her when Iím beside you
Whatís in your head?
Iím pretty much invisible
So why are you noticing me?
These are some poems for me to vent steam. Hope you don't mind.
Posted on 2010-04-21 at 11:59:58.
Edited on 2010-04-21 at 12:00:48 by MMV
Standing under a blooming tree
Waiting for someone to come
A piece of paper held tightly in one hand
Suddenly hearing foot steps behind me
Turn around to see him stop beside me
He smiled and said ďIíll tell you again some other time"
James then turned and ran away
I watched him leave, puzzled by his words.
I leave the area confused but hoping
He would come back and explain
Why he wrote ĎI love youí
(No I didn't pass this on something that happened to me or anyone I know. This just popped into my head today. Hope you like!)
Posted on 2010-09-02 at 22:44:29.
Edited on 2010-09-02 at 22:45:10 by MMV
Before that day, when the leaves fell
My footsteps were small
My voice quiet
I was barely present
The wings I had
stay to my back
I was small
Then the day came
You notice me
and called out to me
You pushed me forward
You listened for my voice
When trouble came
you were there
You help me get to my feet
Today as the rain pours
My steps are stronger
My voice a little louder
My feet don't always touch the floor
My wings are stretched
and are waiting for that wind
to come and guide me.
I am strong and proud
However before the wind comes
Before our time is gone
I must say one thing
I can never thank you enough
For the strength
For the courage
And the friendship
You gave to me.
(This one is for the new friends I have made. I hope everyone likes)
Posted on 2010-10-21 at 01:53:54.
Edited on 2010-10-21 at 01:56:27 by MMV
Alacrity The Tired RDI Staff Karma: 291/33 6220 Posts
Wonderful poem, and I am so glad you have found such good friends.