Writing HOPE Works

​ I am no longer afraid Afraid of those days I lose in my own battle Those days where my angry and insecurities bottle together and invade My being is portrayed from inside and out And if anyone has their doubts I ask of them please to take a look around I am unique, beautiful and strong I know my committed sins and my wrongs I can admit to the pain I caused people to suffer Out of everthing I faced, I made it out alive and tougher My life has had its up's and down's Comparab

​ Within those brown eyes I see my whole life unfold A story that is often told A couple madly in love Together they dream big, live large and create beautiful life Just as Gatsby and Daisy No obstacles can defeat us We put each other through heaven, hell and back Nothing can throw our love off track No fight, Miss-trust or distance Could ever make our love become non-existence As my best friend, love and life I vow to never let you out of my sight Everything cannot fall into

Grass stands tall and strong, Flowers are pure with no wrong, The sun shines bright, As the water flows tight, We enter the glorious nature, As it calls us "CREATURE!", We use transportation, To kill nature with our so called "civilization", Pollution covers the air, As the workers just don't care, The tall trees sway, The strong wind weighs, Buildings get taller, As nature loses its order, Construction machinery rumbling, As the rocks are crumbling, As we look down on nature

Nothing can replace the natural sublime This is where our great passion resides Capturing the awe-inspiring mise en scene trying to fathom, to see, what can't be seen I see and hear the buzzing, the whistling, the rustling I could see my touch fade, the constant thriving But it was all just a disguise The sun begins consoling the life of verdant trees unfolding the stems of hope unholding even throughout everything untold The gentle whispers of the leaves pushing the breeze t

Two worlds hidden by a sea As I was hidden by a destiny No matter what I will be The spring will always bloom and see That I am forever free Every breath I breathe Every glimpse I seek Every sound I hear Are not what I fear For I am free And forever will be Whom I dream Whom I seek It's the alpha It's the omega It's the beginning.. It's the end It's the love ..It's the life It's the feeling., its the joy Forever is must And a must it sure is Endures forever and ever more Till

A second, minute, hour, day, week, month, and year. You live 365 days a year and 24 hours a day. These numbers don't sound like astonishing numbers, right? Do you genuinely live those amount of days in a year? The answer to that question is yes, if your heart if pumping blood to all of your veins and arteries and your brain is functioning normally then you are living. That is one of the many ways people perceive the word living. Others perceive living as the process one is ob

Nature Oh Nature Your beauty astounds me, And your serenity surrounds me. As I stare into your calming abyss, I close my eyes and fall into a quiet bliss. * * * Nature Oh Nature Your birds sing songs of freedom, And your flowers sway to the rhythm of the wind. As I watch a mother bird flying to its nest, With a worm in its beak And its little ones abreast I catch a glimpse of the simple joys of life Like freedom, peace, and my mother’s smile. * * * Nature Oh N

We lived on the edge of summer, school just getting out, planning what you will do or where you will go for the next three months. Know what I mean? We could go to the mall, hang ut at friends houses, or go swimming. Taking vacations with faily is also a lot of fun. Know what I mean? When summer starts to come to an end, we start to get that feeling of having to go back to school, and how summer just blew by. Know what I mean? #Poetry

O how beautiful are the colors of the sky to say the opposite no one would dare I see people full of happiness with their love filling the sky I see people full in despair thinking does the world even care Wondering if this life is even fair Or is it just an animal's lair I see a man working hard to protect and support And a woman that cares more than any king and lord To do her duties she works and works I see a tree praising and calling from its barks Calling for the lord o

Two facing each other. Their was death behind one and life behind one. I had to pick, but I didn't know where was death and where was life. I looked and looked for life, but he was running away. At the end I had to open one. I opened a door and I found my world behind it. I found this world of life. I guess I'm still alive. It is probably a dream, but I still don't know. Where there really two doors and did I find my life behind one of them? #Poetry