live, laugh, love

Laugh your heart out,

Dance in the rain,

Cherish the moment,

Ignore the pain,

Live, Laugh, Love,

Forgive and forget,

Life's to short to be

Living with regrets.

Holy Alphabet

Although things are not perfect
Because of trial or pain
Continue in thanksgiving
Do not begin to blame
Even when the times are hard
Fierce winds are bound to blow
God is forever able
Hold on to what you know
Imagine life without
His love
J oy would cease to be
Keep thanking Him for all the things
Love imparts to thee
Move out of "Camp Complaining"
No weapon that is known
On earth can yield the power
Praise can do alone
Quit looking at the future
Redeem the time at hand
Start every day with worship
To "thank" is a command
Until we see Him coming
Victorious in the sky
We'll run the race with gratitude
X alting God most high
Y es, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but...
Z ion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!

TRY

Try

The only reason

You can't

Is because

You think you can't

Your only limitations

Are your own hesitations

But if you would try

You'd see

There is so much

You can do

I know it looks so high

Way up in this tree

But if you spread your wings

You'll find

That you can fly

so don't hold back

Don't give up

Be brave

Be strong

Go out

And try.

larissa r u happy now that i got a new guy?

Messy room

Messy Room

by Shel Silverstein

Whosever room this is should be ashamed!

His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!



This bedroom is not mine!!!

weird life story

i spent the night dancing with him
the lights were dim
i loved him but i didnt know he
was gonna leave me
so i know i love him
but now i realize that i dont need him.

now im happy that he left me
i can live without a guy and just be

the only problem is that now
i love one other guy
and like another
i have problems

get over it

poru

there once was a man
from poru
he dreamed he was
writing a haiku

when he woke up
he was writing
a limerick
:)

the poem

I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.....
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh a at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need But at last the time,
the time to die I went before the Lord,
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God! Held a book;
It was the book of life
God looked into his book and said
"Your name I cannot find
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time"

Move On

Just stop thinking about him!

But, I just can't. It's so hard.

Think of someone else!

When I try to my mind just goes right back to an image of him!

You don't need him. Your better than that!

Well, I know that. Many people have told me.

There are many fish in the pond, you need to find a new one.

But I can't he was so perfect!!!!

No, he wasn't perfect nobody is.

If he isn't perfect than he's pretty darn close!

That is wrong he treated you like fly. He just butted you out all the time.

OK, you win he did do that sometimes.

Thank you! Finally, you deserve better than that mutt!!!

Let's not get carried away! Feelings are hard to destroy.....



And that was the last of her liking him.............................................for now!

he made me go emo

the blood dripping down my arm
from my wrist
walking outside in the cold wet mist

emo isnt just cutting yourself
its full of love
that is sent from god above

people dont see that though
they see depression
well i have a confession

we aren't always depressed
we are happy, we have joy
but with us it can only be caused by a boy

so the darkness that is inside of me
isn't who i am
its who he made me be.

What Is Depression?

What is depression?

Is it losing inspiration
The want
To do the things you love?
Is losing the want to be awake
And escape
Into the calming world of sleep?
Is it losing the warmth
The joy
Of being with friends and family?
Is it losing a purpose
A meaning
In this thing we call life?

Or is depression all of these things?

~END~

i am going insane someone save me

I swim again through past
I'm overwhelmed by pain,
Scenes are moving fastI
feel like I'm in chain.

On a cold lonesome night
My soul is stuffed with grief
Where is my saving knight?
I've lost my last belief...

I sit alone and listen
My heart is wrapped in sadness
When moon begins to glisten
My mind is filled with madness.

The vibe of pain and terror
Is driving me insane
Am I the sorrow wearer?
I wait the tear of rain...

Taken

by Santana



Sitting at homeNobody around
I sit there aloneWatching time passIn my heart
I feel fearSomeone in the window
Just sitting and watchingA troubled manAlso scared
For a life he will takeSo young and unknown

Forgotten language

Forgotten Language

Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the houseflyin my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questionsof the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dyingflake of snow,
Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . .
How did it go?
How did it go?

by Shel Silverstein

love the guys annoy me poem!!

Jordyn,
I love the Guys annoy me poem!! its hilarious!!! I love when you said its not like in movies or fantasy books because that's sooo true. You did a really great job on creating this poem.

sombrero

SOMBRERO

The sombrero I wear it On my head
So I don't get a heat stroke
The heat sometimes can be too much
The sombrero is nice and cool
It protects me from getting a heat stroke
The sombrero is a large Mexican hat
Made of leather with hand made designs
Lots of people think I am a local man
I tell than noI am not a local man
I am not a Mexican
I am a foreigner
The sombrero makes me look so handsome
I love to wear itI just feel like one of than

Aldo Kraas


posted by willlis

Love poem

another poem to sort of end the unit..?

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Love does not falter
Love does not end
Love is like no other
Because love never bends

Love's life changes last
And it can also change you
From what you were in the past
To someone new

Love is hard to find
It's not easy to see
Yet when soulmates combine
There's no more "me" but "we"

Love is very subtle
But it's always there
Even when it seems as invisible
As a thin strand of hair

Everyone will say
That love is sent from above
And I wish that someday
I'll find my own true love

~END~

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oh gosh, that was a fun unit!

Aloneness and Lonliness

There was an island
On the island there was a boy
Stranded
He was happy
Thriving in the aloneness
Around him
His parents weren't there
To boss him around
Make him do chores
He doesn't have to wake up
Early everyday
To go to school
He doesn't have to face
The cruel thing known as
Life
Reality
He was alone
Glad to be alone.

Yet, there was
Emptyness
On the island
It was just the boy
And the trees
And the birds flying above
It was just the boy
And the sand of the beach
The waves crashing on shore
And the boy realized
And cried each night
That he was
Lonely
And afraid.

Each day
He would marvel
At his aloneness.
And each night
He would cry
Until tears ceased to come.
But tears cannot bring the boy
Back to reality
Where his family
And friends are
Where people are
Where true happiness is.

~END~

Enjoy!

i phone

this is my riingg tone
its on my iphone
but you don't have one
'cause you got verizon

my friend told me this but idk where she got it from

peanut butter sandwitch!

I'll sing you a poem of a silly young king
Who played with the world at the end of a string,
But he only loved one single thing
And that was just a peanut butter sandwich.
His scepter and his royal gowns,
His regal throne and golden crowns
Were brown and sticky from the mounds
And drippings from each peanut butter sandwich.
His subjects all were silly fools
For he had passed a royal rule
That all that they could learn in school
Was how to make a peanut butter sandwich.
He would not eat his sovereign steak,
He scorned his soup and kingly cake,
And told his courtly cook to bake
An extra-sticky peanut butter sandwich.
And then one day he took a bit
And started chewing with delight,
But found his mouth was stuck quite tight
From that last bite of peanut butter sandwich.
His brother pulled, his sister pried,
The wizard pushed, his mother cried,
"My boy's committed suicide
From eating his last peanut butter sandwich!"
The dentist came, and the royal doc.
The royal plumber banged and knocked,
But still those jaws stayed tightly locked.
Oh darn that sticky peanut butter sandwich!
The carpenter, he tried with pliers,
The telephone man tried with wires,
The firemen, they tried with fire,
But couldn't melt that peanut butter sandwich.
With ropes and pulleys, drills and coil,
With steam and lubricating oil
For twenty years of tears and toil
They fought that awful peanut butter sandwich.
Then all his royal subjects came.
They hooked his jaws with grapplin' chains
And pulled both ways with might and main
Against that stubborn peanut butter sandwich.
Each man and woman, girl and boy
Put down their ploughs and pots and toys
And pulled until kerack!
Oh, joy
They broke right through that peanut butter sandwhcih
A puff of dust, a screech, a squeak
The king's jaw opened with a creak.
And then in voice so faint and weak
The first words that they heard him speak
Were, "How about a peanut butter sandwich?"