a dream can only last so long
but i will sing my song
to find my blue jay
so i can find a way
a way to see the light
a way to find the other side
a way to sleep tonight
for all the angels
my blue jay, come tonight
I lay here under you halo
colors filled into...
And demons no matter how much you know I'll still hold you down/
When the sun don't shine and all you see is dark clouds/
And when the air that you normally surround/
Yourself with pushes you to the ground/
And starts feeling like three hundred pounds/
few minutes looking through a notebook of my songs and playing them trying to write something new. It seems I'm stuck on one topic trying to say the write words about a certain event that was big in my life. Sitting here I have to wonder exactly how many songs can one write...
life took a turn
At age twenty five
I thought I had faith
Till I opened my eyes
It opened my mind
As it opened my soul
On the night that I met
The spirits of old
They all taught me wisdom
That you can't comprehend
The best lessons in life
Always come from the dead
I no longer...
Yes, I do write my own poems. And, here is one I wrote this morning:My Moon Goddess One day, I was bored, began looking around,My love ship sailing, it had run aground.Surfing on the PC, wondering what I’d findCould I discover a girl, to love, to be aligned? Searching, and...
This girl is kind, considerate, so very completely agreeable,
That any who meet her will fall for her charms is so foreseeable
The words she speaks, positive, complimentary, always well chosen
So delightful, it makes we wonder… she’s from heaven I’m suppos’n
What can I...
I confess my love for her, to the Assemblage
To my heart, she is like another appendage
By chance I found her, I agree, Serendipity
Captured by her words, her Expressivity
Chatted with her often, than one day an Epiphany
Realizing I loved her so, unconditionally
Whatever I am...
There’s a beautiful lady I know. So very sweet. Her name is Stella
Sweeter than any ice cream, chocolate or vanilla.
Or, maybe call her Liana
Whatever, she’s no Prima Donna.
Her career well established. As a very fine journalist.
I miss my best friends!
It’s been so many years since I’ve seen
Them. I …don’t know how we let
Life, get us so busy. There’s so many missing…
There’s too many gone away…
Where did the time go?
Pursuing our own live’s we’ve
Drifted apart and… Now…
WARNING!!! I am not great at writing songs, I would love some constructive feedback on this "song-in-process"
What is this feeling,
That I am feeling right inside?
What is the dream meaning,
Each, each and every night?
Where is this going,
'Cause I don't know anymore?
Let me embrace my fate
As I watch life suddenly fade away
Slowly burning red
As the sun erases every day
The ground erupts from under foot
As I walk along this weary path
Closing every door
Leaving me aghast
A million years could come to pass
And all I’d ever see
Clearing up all the lies about me, I'm with no oneAnd plan not to be with no one, and that's the home runAnd that's the long run, and if you wanna come and try to poke funYou're going to have to battle me with bars, I always throw gunsBecause my flow is inconceivableI'm always...
You're the sun that brightens up my day
That keeps me going from day to day
Here with me is where I want you to stay
But how could it happen if you're so far away
Everyday I think about you
I wonder if you ever think about me too
I have loved you since the day I saw you
I walk through city's
To only find pity
While concrete surrounds me
I find nature busting through the cracks
I look around to find my way back
I only see buildings
Why is none of this fulfilling
As I leave the town of broken frowns
To find myself without a doubt
So ever sense I was a little girl, I have always had a sense for music, or writing poetry, or you know something like that. Now I don't know how to write music. But I do LOVE music. And I sing, and I try to write lyrics for music. But sometimes the lyrics don't turn out the way...
poem or a song, But when I wrote this, I wrote it from the heart to a tune I'd only heard in my head. Any feedback is welcomed, as critiques are how I grow as a writer.
Read me and Understand
I’m and Open book.
There isn’t a chapter you aren’t...
My favorite wild animal, Beaver
My favorite Spanish word, Boba
My favorite cartoon character, Booger Bear
My favorite container, Box
My favorite chemistry utility, Bunsen burner
My favorite animal part, Camel toe
My favorite place to explore, Cave
Four on the floor
The floor of my mind
Making me run and run
It's so unkind
(But they don't know that)
It's come undone,
The talk that once was fun
Lost and won…and lost again
Everytime I'm talking to you I get the bomb drop
Bomb dropped on me
Every night I stay...
This girl she's laying there
Cut and scathed
I see her teeth are bared
It's all his fault
That she's so scared
Of the world
That's never been fair
She sees his face
As he yells at her
And calls her a disgrace!
Girl, I'll be there for you.
When you think that...
expect me to be anything good
At peace with myself when I'm alone
anything beyond that
Out of my comfort zone
I'm on my own, I'm like no one you met before
My mind plays games on me, can't control nothin' no more
Flaws that you'll never see take a hold on me
from them I'll never...
What would happen if you wrote a poem using cliches. Well, here it is:
Don’t put off till tomorrow, what you can do today.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away.
Your place or mine.
A stitch in time saves nine.
Back against the wall
Behind the eight ball
Back to square one
Do you believe if you fail
You will never recover
If you let everyone down
Might as well run for cover
Don’t ever show your face again
Too many painful memories
All you’ve poisoned with your touch
Cannot be fixed again
Running around in shadows
Hiding from your own
Please, PLEASE comment what you think. I'm thinking of singing this to an ex for him to go to prom with me <3 Tell me what you think and if u think i could add improvements, its my first proper try at song writing.
It was the summer where everyone fell in love,
going to win
she has a good feeling
that's why i trust.
Who's ******* beleive me?
Who will i told?
Cry as resistance finally set up.
I will obey why should i do?
Angry make me envy
look out of control.
She is going to beleive me
she has the view
finally deserve this
get it on...
A WHISPER OF MEMORY....
I see nothing here
just a long lost dream from the past.
An old memory lingers but
means nothing anymore.
This was once a warm place,
Now you've gone... it cold, bare and non-existent.
it's empty, nothing to be...
when I was 17. These are tge lyrics to my first song. I wrote it about my dad.
I spent a long time
Look in the mirror
Why can't I realize
Your not one to fear
There is a shadow
Filling my soul
What I'm being told
So many questions
I have inside
Eyes of summer
Skin of cream
Your sight is my lucky scene
A dip of gold
A pinch of salt
Your air brightens up my heart and its
Your voice I awaken to
You're always here never leave out of the blue
and I think, have I actually found the one
on my summer of love and fun
I need to tell you about someone so very special, LianagirlThinking of her, I begin smile, to dance, to whirl.Oh, to picture her face, oh what a beauty!Being with her day and night…it’s my civic duty. Yes, she definitely has the looks, for sure, a real stunner.Spending so...
It's easy to say Yes but hard to say No
What's the matter? It's just a word comes through
It hurts when they choose someone rather than you
You deserve it more than anyone else do
In times of need, there you go rescue
Someone who's not expected to see on the loop
Comment and let me know what you think
When the day comes
I will be ready
Mind open thoughts steady
Never forget mistakes there were plenty
Lies upon lies there were many
Like a scorned lover my heart was heavy
I couldnt take it anymore
My palms were sweaty
The words I...
Enough ******* around.
Time to bring out the big guns.
It's time to say those words.
This is for all those girls who've had a broken heart.
Since when did you need some one to keep you strong?
Since when do you let someone just string you along...
I Write My Own Songs and Poems
i want u....
babe.. how was your day?
did you see the rainbow in the sky?
it was a perfect color ...
and did hear your birds sing?
so, i guess no one came in to see you.
you know.. I was...
SWIRLING THRU MY
SCREAMING LIKE A
RUN AWAY TRAIN
OF RUNNING AWAY
FROM THE SAME
and poems for me. He would always capture exactly how I feel in his writing, just by observing my behavior. My favorite memory with him is climbing up into my tree when there was snow everywhere and it was bright out and flurrying, and we sat up in my favorite tree in the...
it touches my heart
When i hear your voice, my heart beats so fast
Knowing you're mine, i couldn't ask for more
My heart is all for you, alone...
If we look back from the day
We met in mysterious way
I never thought it will be you
You're the one for me & i'm the one for you...
Roaming this earth,
crawling down the alley ways,
with my heart in my hands.
I'm looking for him,
my true and only love,
where could he be tonight?
Is he with a girl?
or with some high school friends?
Will I ever see him again?
You never called me,
you don't visit either,
I started writing song as a teenager. The earliest effort that actually got performed was a song called Evening Haze that I wrote when I was 14 or 15. Its not an awesome song but it was my starting point. Ive written about 100 songs since then. I usually write the words and music...
You are the fool,
sitting on top of the world.
Banging his cane and screaming at God.
Let me in, Let me in.
You are the divide.
Twisting tide, turning slowly.
Far down below me.
Let me in, let me in.
And this is the end of the beginning.
You're heart beats faster, you know I'm...
There was a time, when I was just a child,
A time when thinking of, I always smiled.
A time of the carefree days of youth, no worries at all,
Days spent riding, snorkeling, playing basketball.
One bright day, the sun was shining, portending something good,
A new girl in the...
You look out your window
a shadow's all you see
when you lay on your pillow
glory days are a distant memory
and you try
to break free
and become what you used to be
and you swear
life's not ****in fair
I want Perfection
go back to the former me