Inside Joke: Dear Gretchen...(hehe) |
Pineapple
These are hard to grapple.
I'm a flavor of Snapple.
My mom said it was my body's shape,
and no... its not a grape.
If I were a fruit, I would be a pineapple.
Written By:
Allie Jay and Gretch...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Apr 2008 16:52:00 GMT |
Memories. |
Its Time
Althought its time of say goodbye,
I suddenly can't let go.
It seems so long ago,
Your face seems to slip from my mind.
Your laughter too far away, which make my tears flow.
Let me come with ...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Apr 2008 16:50:00 GMT |
I have to say this is the greatest sonnet I’ve ever written. |
Do Not Fear Death
The lights are dimming,
As I grow colder.
I knew this day would come, since I withered and grew older.
Yet this fear has made me start trembling.
Its with terrifying tears, that I'm ...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Apr 2008 16:46:00 GMT |
I wrote this while trying to see through the eyes of someone... |
Gone.
She falls so easily,
For the tricksters who call themselves men.
All he has to do is tell
Her he loves her,
And he's won the game.
No more though, never again.
She was hurt more than ever last...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Apr 2008 16:40:00 GMT |
Eulogy I wrote for my grandmother. |
Memories fade, Lagacies Live on.
She was a mother to us all.
So strong, so charismatic.
Her influence over her children grew stronger each day,
and its in them, that her spirit lives on.
If ever you n...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Apr 2008 16:34:00 GMT |
You Tree Huggers May like this. =]] |
Sleep
Reaching toward the sky,
The colorful tree climbs higher.
The scraggly vine winds its way around the free.
That tree seems to continue growing.
Not recognizing the hairy, brown vine.
As the lea...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Apr 2008 16:24:00 GMT |
Cries. |
Cries
She cries a cry of loneliness,
which no one understands.
She cries a cry of pain,
but it won't go away.
I cry a cry of my best friend's hurt in life,
and I cry a cry of mine.
Our cries are neve...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Apr 2006 05:12:00 GMT |
