Some Poems (random)

Pay

How come they say,
everyone must pay.
Yet there are those,
Who always come close,
but pay never they.
Is it okay??
For some to pay,
but others to say,
"Sorry, not today"
And thus, get away?

WYSIWYG

What you see is what you get,
WYSIWYG, some may say.
But do you really, every day?
Get, what you see,
or what you think you just may.

Be and lose

“As one should be, as one should do;
the world shall pay and shall lose”

Change?

As the sun has risen,
The world had moved.
Since yesterday, and yesteryear,
As it will tomorrow and the next year.

How hardly you seem to know me.
There the wind does flow.
Capable of such actions,
Did you really not know?

The sun arose,
The light altered,
The wind grew,
As the earth softened.

Change it was,
Change there was,

From yesterday to yesteryear,
To Today, to the next year.

Eternal Life, Never

How far the sun hath shine,
How loud the river cries,
How fast the light doeth travel,
How soon the day must end.
How true the words do lie,
How real the poetry sounds,
How passionate the love is abound,
How quick that it comes to this.
Words immortal they lie,
Truths forever they tell,
Words always they speak,
Fire always does burn.
Life always does end.

Education is in disarray

Education is in disarray
Nothing more is left to say:
No, lets not question why,
Let’s not even try,

The high men make the rules,
We just follow them like fools.

Why stop now?

Herds of sheep, cattle or moose, (- call them what you may.)
Always been, always on cruise,
Followers, be it good or evil,
Rules and rules, may law be cruel.

Simply, safely, veering off,
Forward, forward, don’t stop; not now.

Schedules, systems, all human creations,
Appraised, and held, like nature’s word.
Appear safe in the present,
Danger, danger in the future.

Always been on this same path,
Science, English, history and math.
Achieved so much, so great in all,
Rising faster, no chance to fall.

Simply said - Why stop now?

Reasons, science needs a lot,
Words and wisdom may be wrong,
But data, figures, research not.

Progress, progress, always forward,
Never stopping, to think and ponder.
Quicker, better, and even greater,
Accomplishments, we are proud of later,

Why now?
- If not now, then when?

Change our course, with small hops.
Let’s stop now, at progress’s cost
Before all happiness is forever lost.

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This isn't entirely a good portrayal of my thoughts...the words/meanings have been twisted to fit the rhyming scheme...instead it should be the other way round (aka, it sucks). However, I had fun writing it for some reason... I liked the repetition of words (forward, forward; progress, progress; danger, danger; rules and rules). I'm such a child ;P

A few poems and thoughts

Randomness at its best.........

How come there are times

How come there are times.
Happy, pleasant, prosperous;
Sad, unhappy, treacherous.

How come one changes,
to the cycles of life,
and a moment of trife.

How come we can't just stay,
happy, pleasant, prosperous
forever, simply free of fuss.

Organized Life

Have you ever stopped to wonder,
to take this thought and ponder.
How much life has changed,
how much life has made.

Everything has been organized,
into a constant schedule.
Anything random rarely happens,
anything new barely happens.

Schools are organized, and so is one's education.
Jobs are organized, and so is one's survival,
Security is organized and no more fears,
Everything is organized, everything dear.

Everyone is Special

Millions and Millions there are,
Some so complex some so far.
Some think the complex the better,
Others think the better the complex the lesser,
But it is my opinion shared with many others
That everyone is special in their own unique vessel.

I see such a sight

I see such a sight,
Better than a shining star,
In all its might,
Fighting the tide,
Pronouncing the light,
And when at its full height,
In the moonlight night,
I see such a sight.

Conflict

Some write for themselves,
others for others opinions.

I wish to write for myself,
and always have wanted to.

But so is my mind,
that conflicts with my heart,
that it usually wins,
the greater card.

Even though I don't want it to,
I can't stop it,
and here I am again repeating this,
as you are there reading this.

Inability to Change

There comes a time
When you know it, yet you ignore it.
There comes a time,
When you just can't change.
When you think of it as a crime,
To change your old ways,
There comes a time,
When you know what you have to do...

Yet you don't.

Nature at its best

Flowers are beautiful aren’t they?
It's nature’s art and its way
So are the heavens and the blue skies
Which makes one think as it cries

As the sun sets and as it rises
Those and old vague surprises
Soon become very dull and dreary,
As one does them half-merry

The earth and waters are so fiery,
To even propose a new theory,
How they blend and shine altogether,
Like a gray-white trivial feather.

While water with its calm blueness,
Recites calm thoughts? Would be my guess.

Renown water is for its disguises
The oceans, lakes and of other sizes.

Beautiful earth is, with its art,
Displayed naturally without part
By man, society, or others
Blindly blending with its brothers.

Not to forget the shade as the sun dies,
True beauty reflected in those two-eyes

Can one compare to a ball such as that?
Bright, fiery; beautifully fat
With the range from golden crimson,
Blue to red, such tones of the sun.

Flowers are beautiful aren’t they?
It truly is nature’s art; its way

So why not enjoy such nature,
Wildlife, earth, sun, air and water,
Flowers, forests; nature at its best

This is all; I will save the rest,
Good enough reason, for me it is,
To live life and value nature.

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