One Heart - Poem
Please do not love me I will only give you pain Even if you tell me plainly That to you; I mean everything I haven't the space in my life to hold you And I am too selfish to make you happy I know what I am So surely you can't If you did... then why would you want me? Give your heart to someone else Somebody who wants it and is worthy You should not be too eager to part with it Just because you feel empty and lonely For once long ago I gave my own quite hastily And now I cannot bear to again risk such frailty... So before yours is broken and shattered into shards... Take care to whom you give it... For you have only... one heart
To A Stranger
“To a stranger, never open the door,” Thou hath instilled in me since I was young, But lo!—Innocence doth guard me no more, Not after the song Experience sung. ‘Twas signed by thee, that mean missive of light That sent this poor fool to greet the young broad, Who under Dark’s cover showed me a sight Most private in steed from Troy ‘cross the road. Then back to her band of inebriated Abettors she ran, the nameless pert miss; To thee, thy sick itch assurèdly sated, Whilst I—betrayed!—requite thee with this: Now only come in if thou hast the key, For Mother, thou art a stran
Get up Show them your might show them no matter what you want to do in life.. It can be done If you put your mind to it. Your past life does not matter or the mistakes you made so Get up and show them you can do it!!
To Write a Poem
There are some poets And some poetry That makes you think That it's very easy To write a poem. There are some authors And some books That make you feel That anyone Could write a story. There are some actors And some productions That make you wonder If it's that difficult To make a play. But. There are also some poets And also some poems And also some authors And also some books And also some actors And also some plays That leave you thinking How amazing it is To write a poem. To write a story. To make a play.
Sometimes I feel like that pocket watch You keep so delicately attached to your chain So much more mechanical in your affections Then the fall through an hour glass of a single sand grain You only ever take me out When youre looking for The Time I suppose its still more then I thought youd ever want me for So Ill continue to smile while you use me pretending it suits me fine Now shoved so carelessly down your pin-striped pants Surely I could be so much more to you then just a device I subtly try to explain this to you Hoping youll understand my steely touch like ice But when your fingers t
Holden tells a story
Holden tells a story of a wasted adolescence My watch, with its hands that dont move Dressed in midnight, charcoal, tar In a gym, once again The carousel turns around, twice With Phoebe riding on the leading horse And Holden, with his hunters hat in the rain The reflection of determination In the laminated floors A cure for a disease And yet, I still cry for a purpose To see thought the eyes of a futureless youth I see my own failure At who I really am I cannot show my true emotions Except when someone else shows me what they are Dear Holden Caulfield, Thank you for showing me the circles I run in Chasing a pony