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Life is quite simple,
but we humans insist on
complicating it.
Just a haiku I made up a week ago, based on the Confucius quote, "Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated."

Would have posted it earlier, but internet was out.

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I’ve seen the world with these two eyes.
A movie played inside my mind.
I’ve traveled the seas in half the time
Without ever leaving home.

I’ve spread my wings but didn’t fly
I’ve touched heaven, but I didn’t die
Had the chance to ask God why
Without ever receiving an answer.

I’ve count the stars and made to ten
Lost track and had to start again.
People laughed, but that’s how we make friends
Without ever knowing their name.

I’ve loved completely and watched them leave
I tell the story—some don’t believe
Let them go or did you flee?
Without seeing what tomorrow brings.

I’ve cried like I would never smile
Walked in darkness for half a mile
Saw the sun in the distance for a small while
Without ever feeling its rays.

I’ve walked the beaches—tasted the breeze
There was a time that I’ve felt free.
Touched my soul and let life be
Without any regrets to hold.

I’ve laughed until I could not breathe
Gasped for air and let people see
There’s so much more inside of me
Without speaking a word.

I’ve held the wonders of the earth
Experienced the beauty since my birth.
Moments made filled with mirth
Without spending a dime.

I’ve faced my fears with a stern face
Let them know that they knew their place.
Life is mine to feel safe
Without worrying what’s beyond the corner.

I’ve seen it all, yet know there’s more
Some steps I’ve relived before.
But I’ll keep walking across the floor
Without knowing where each step falls.

I know the dangers. I know the cost
But I know my life is never lost.
So I’ll keep living with my unknown cause
Without asking for anything in return.

I’ll gain some friends—some memories, too
To myself, I vow to be true.
And I’ll push myself to make it through
Without giving myself the chance to fail.

This is life—it’s what you make it
Take it now, but please don’t break it.
Life does not come with a life time guarantee
It’s yours to take without knowing what it will be.
Yup. This is me being philosophical, guys. haha Yeah I really had no idea what to put this as...but it is sort of...think-worthy. Yunno since people are always questioning the meaning of life and all...

I sorta like this poem myself. No idea why, though...
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Sometimes I wonder: what am I?
I look at the stars and feel very small;
just a tiny consciousness.
But if I were as tall as a planet,
I would still be short in comparison to the universe.

I see a person twice my size
and I feel weak and fragile.
But if I were strong and powerful,
I would still not be invincible.

I see a painting by the hand of a genius,
and I feel inexperienced and ignorant.
But if I were the greatest artist alive,
it would not make me love what I do any more or less.

I see blood, running from the wound of another,
and I feel a chilling fear from deep within.
But if I walked this earth with bravery,
it would not make things less dangerous.

I see a baby, innocent and naive,
and I feel cynical and jaded.
But if I saw through untainted eyes all my life,
it would not make the world a better place.

I see a raindrop, tear of the sky,
and I feel ugly and unsightly.
But if I were as beautiful as rain,
it would not make me crystal clear inside.

There are children with cancer,
mothers who lose their babies,
people who are worse off than dead.

I wonder if I am just lucky or if the world was cruel.
But even if the world was kind or if I were dying, too,
there would still be suffering.

I weep all night, I get nightmares,
I lose myself thinking of such things.
But even if I could right every wrong,
if I could run faster
or jump higher
or be stronger,
it would not make me better or happier.

With what I have, I'll do what I like
and like what I do.
Life is good.
"Do what you like, and like what you do. Life is Good."

When I was a kid, I bought a hat with this stitched on the inside, and ever since then I guess you could call it my creed. :D

This is something I wrote ages ago and found again today. I dunno...I guess it turned out okay.

My teacher wrote "Very Powerful Piece" on the paper, but she was kind of...ditzy (nice, but ditzy). So I didn't know whether to trust her judgment or not. xD;;

[EDIT] ಠ_ಠ WHY is this thing on the front page? Obviously there is some horrible mistake here.

Oh...and thanks, I guess. [/EDIT]
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what is it?

Is it...
the pain,

Its been said,
life sucks.
For many.....
and it hurts.

The ones that lost a parent,
there heart was torn away....
What is she to do?

The one that changed to home schooling...
She has problems with friends.
Now she cant find any......

The one whoís friends are now doing drugs,
There losing close friends......
They change  to,
smoking and alcohol

The one that is alone most of the time.
He is only known mostly threw the net....
Other than that heís really unknown....
Whatís he to do?

The one that almost died.....
I donít have to say any more with this one.

They are in so much pain,
it hurts to think on.
i guess the question is.....


Why all this.
Will it end......
Will I or they live,
to see an other day?

Its way to hard!!!
Life hurts......
It seems we are waiting to die.


Why, you ask your self,
the tear roles down your face.
Looking at the ground,
things pass.....
you never knew what you missed.

The thing is......
We ALL almost never made it.
We ALL had our times that that was it.
We ALL were so close to death........

But we live.

Threw the pain....
and Destruction.

Life sucks....
It never is nor will be fun.
You scream......

This is our lives.....
These are the things we go threw.....

Lose of friends,
Lose of a loved one,
and worst of all......



Because you never gave up,
you kept going.
Threw the all the pain life deals.
You hurt inside but you still walk.....

You look back and see only sorrow.......

The fact is......
Your ALIVE!!!!!

Threw  all the pain,
and suicide.....

Your alive.....

You see your parent left you,
but you still love them....
There alive, and
Your alive!!!

You changed to home schooling,
you lose your friends.....
there still there, it takes time....
Your alive!!!

Your friends started on drugs.....
You look at them, theyíre going to change.....
your free, you can find new ones.....
there always there, and that chance is because.
Your alive!!!

Your alone all the time.....
On the Computer.....
Cant find any one.....
well you can.
Your alive!!!

You almost ended it.....

Life has given a second chance,
many never find this....
But the thing still is.
Your alive!!!

You can keep going!!!
you made it this far,
why quit?

Still donít think so.....
Take this thought then.

How mature are you because of this?
How much more can you help people?
How much more do you know your self?
How much do you care?
How much do you see?
How much do you know your self?
Can you find what your looking for?
Can you find love?
Can you find your heart?
Can you believe?
Can you understand life?
Can you touch others?
Can you be trusted?
Are you strong?
Are you caring?
Are you passionate?
Are you YOU?

If you think you canít.....
Youíre sadly mistaken!!!

you can answer yes to them all.

To those that have learned from them selves....
I thank you..... but,
more importantly,
We ALL thank you.

You inspire us all,
We will fill you shoes one day.
And things will be better,
for every one that we will touch.......

This is our realm.....
some say its not worth it.
Other say weíre not worth it.
And some....... give up.

The fact to me is,
I wouldnít have it any other way

I have found so many people,
and I care for them,
and they care for me.....

Reason to end it......

Not the question

Reason not to......

This is for those that have been threw this, life is hard. But in the end we all are still here, alive at that. We donít have friends, we have family...... We donít take anything for granted, we take every thing like its our last. Love is what we truly know, and friends are there for it........

My life isnít easy, nor is any ones..... but we will continue to fight this till we emerge a new person, strong, radiant, caring, and never take any thing for less than it is.......

We are all unique........ donít let any say your goth, or emo..... they will never understand who you are.....

Only you do.

Dedication goes to:

Those who dedicated them selves to help others,
Those who are in the mist of this pain,
Those who understand.......

And to the memory of those who never made it........ They will not be forgotten.


This took about an hour to write....... (+ half for the this lol)
it could have been even longer hahahaha but i think its long enough...... don't you? J\K Well i hope that the message in this one speaks load and clear...think it speaks many at a time.... and thats also what i was going for...... its many poams in one, so look for the separation and the individual meanings to get the large one lol. I like this one, defiantly one of my best..... inspiration came from so many people, manly my coz, who i love dearly...... thank you i can see and take in so much because of you..... i love you!!!!! And i am doing great ^_^ (yes i said it.... hahahhaha) I am doing well and i thank all of you that are helping me, and to thoughs that i am helping, i learn from you all......... heh, STAN YOU THE MAN!!!!!!!!!!! (hes the one that died and i never sead good by too....... *srug* had to say some thing in his memory hehehehehhehe)

Thanks............. you all keep me here,
i cant be thankful enough.
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Do we have a purpose, is a question one will often ask
Is there a higher power out there, some greater task
The truth will hurt many, not only a few
People have a hard time dealing with that which is true
There is nothing greater that watches your back
Deal with it, stop crying and build your own stack
You are responsible for the life that you lead
It is not someone elseís fault when you donít get what you need
If one wants the stars, they must be grabbed by oneís own hand
Nothing in life is freely given there is no promised land

So the question remains, why are we here
For those without faith, the answer is painfully clear
We live only for today and if we are lucky the morrow
To us there is no afterlife, but that brings us no sorrow
Self improvement is our main goal and it starts in the here and now
We refuse to be filled with illusions of grandeur and get fat off them like a cow
The best of us seek improvement in every area we can
Without the proper balance of self there can be no complete man

Wisdom is for the wise and that is one of the things we strive to be
Vision in what was once blind, reality is what we wish to see
The past can lend us wisdom if we choose to open our eyes
Sadly for the masses it is easier to stomach soothing lies
Self-improvement starts with vision and vision is the key to all
Vision gives us the gift of truth, but few can handle it and many fall
For us lucky few who can handle truth, the road is bright ahead
We strive for perfection, but get betterment instead

Strength is another goal that we fight hard to seek
We know that in the end nothing will be given the weak
To be great in life one must be strong
The meek shall inherit nothing, their reign never long
Sadly power can taint and if that happens, destroy
Power is not for the weak of mind, but it can be a joy
Might may try itís hardest but it can never honestly make right
Though it is important to note that history is written by the victor of a fight
Though it can be bad, strength is a tremendously important tool
On the path of self-improvement you will meet many a fool
Too many people cannot handle truth and they will try and eliminate the source
So if you are strong enough, they can never make you change course
Self-improvement may be the main but there is another that is key
Procreation is the natural drive of life, for you and for me
In truth, there is only one way after death to live on
And that is through procreation, the creation of your spawn
Children are your life force and they make you feel wonderfully alive
They give focus to your chaos and motivation for your drive
Without children a person is never whole
They lack an essential ingredient, that one special role
Nothing can fill the void except when a child is put in the space
Their life lends you power, there is magic in their face

I have answered the question, though some may not like what I have said
I smile and wave them goodbye, for I know the truth in their stead
I cannot force vision on the masses, but I will forever strive to try
My gift of vision is for those who want to see through lifeís lie
I once was blind but now I see
However, it wasnít god that did this for me
I walked the path of self-improvement with my own two feet
Due to this fact I can never be beat
I can deal with just about any problem that can come my way
When times get tough I donít get on my knees and pray
I deal with whatever comes at me while standing proud
I refuse to settle for mediocrity I will always stand out in a crowd

Life is hard, that is a fact that people have to understand
And of course there are times when you need a helping hand
No man is an island, and I totally agree
My problem lies with people who only want to lean on me
When you never hold your self up, you deny yourself improvement
If you let your muscles atrophy, then you can never have positive movement
A life without a child and with no betterment is a life wasted
That is a life that was smelt and looked at but never tasted
I have given you enough wisdom to ponder for the day
Question everything or forever frozen youíll stay
the full title is "The Truth to The Meaning of Life."
it is not my goal to offend people. however, I have my opinion and I have just as much right t express it as anyone else. if you do not listen to the warning and you read the poem and become offended by it I will feel no guilt. not listening to the warning makes it your fault if you get mad. if you want to attack what I say in this poem, do me a favor and note me instead of putting it in a comment. if you really think the poem is bad I would love to hear why so as always, critiques are welcome.

this piece is about what I feel to be the true meaning of life. whoever decides to read it I hope you enjoy it and please put a comment about the poem. I cannot know where I among my peers of poets unless they give me feed back.
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What is life?
I donít know.
Life is justÖlife.
It starts, and it ends.
But what is it like?
Itís not like time. Time cannot be stopped. Life can.
Yet, itís like a river. Rivers can be controlled. Life can be controlled.
So is life like a river? Nah.
Itís not like a river, and itís not like timeÖ
What is life? What is it like?
Well, Iíd sayÖ
Life is whatever you want it to be. Good or bad.
No one else can make you change how your life is except you.
The question now isÖ
What DO you want it to be?
Itís your choice. Make it a good one.
...Yes, it's a poem. At least I think it is. If it is, it's Free Verse, then. Walt Whitman IS my favorite poet.

...Don't expect me to do this on a regular bases. I only do this when things in my life get screwed up.
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i am a skyscraper;
a gardener; flea-beds on my back.
inside the air-o-planes
they're reaching for
oxygen masks.

it's mad, it's joy.
it's love, it's wonder.
it's blue, it's blind
and i think-
we all know,
who's in the right
and who's the wrong.

but i will sit here and keep singing,
till the whole world sings along.
and the rat-a-tap-tap
of hands holding hands
will be our marching tune.

can you imagine yesterday?
draped in paint and named tomorrow?
you are the most
beautiful thing i've ever seen-
i want to spend all
my todays with you.

there is cotton candy
inside the hills and flowerbeds
but in my heart i found
the best treasure
the world could ever know.
a beat.

and i love you because
you let me keep living.
i'd write a thousand songs for you.
and maybe you're not always pretty-
sometimes you're bruised,
but i'd say we make
a pretty good pair.

i dedicate this poem
to life.

go hug someone you love.
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Being human,
we all make mistakes,
some more than others,
faith begins to break,
the ones you trusted most,
just bring you more pain,
cruel and unfeeling,
life will never be the same,

the unending cycle,
starting from a stab,
leaves a wound bleeding,
scars unnoticed,
Thought of this in math, I was bored lol but its easier to write sad poems than happy ones, or at least for me, and sorry for not having a name for the poem, I couldn't think of any >_< but if you really want a title give me one lol
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Right now I sit and watch as sadness shows from more then one friend. I try to let myself be cheerful, but sadness spreads through me like a disease. Sad is what I feel when you are sad, it's what I feel because you feel the sadness through and through. I feel sad that I cannot help you. I feel as though I'm not a true friend. True friends should be able to fix things like this. To cheer you up even when you're hurting. I don't expect you to show me a smiling mask. I don't expect you to cheer up just for my benefit. I won't ask you to change just for me. I will hope and pray that soon, someday, your days will become brighter, happier. Like you once were. Happiness is what I wish for you. Both of you. Sadness is the disease that hurts, happiness is the only cure now. But where can you find the sun on a cloudy day? Try not to hurt, try not to be sad, but never show me a fake happiness. For there is no clear blue sky on a rainy day.
I feel sad right now, so I got nothing better to do, I hope this isn't too boring.
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I hate having to speak to you
But I hate when you ignore

I hate when you don't return my emails
And I hate when you don't call

I hate the way you avoid my eyes
When I'm trying to look into yours

And I hate what you say behind my back
And all the trouble that you cause

I hate the dot to dot acne just above your nose
And I hate your nearly-a-monobrow too

I hate the way you're so selfish
And how it always has to be about you

But mostly I hate that none of this is true
And the fact that I hate myself
For not being to hate you
My friend Angelie is extremely lazy and cannot be bothered to write her own poem, and me, in my charitable state, decided to help her out. Actually, I didnt pay much attention to what had to be done, so if this is wrong: write your own!

I wanted to write something like this anyway- its sposed to be like the 10 Things I Hate About You one, although, I realise, that this can never be replaced. :)
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