She was a being who everyone loved
The people on earth called her Luna
She was beautiful and warm
with an exceptional voice
She was a being who everyone loved
On the world where she lived
It was filled with spirits
It was filled with darkness
And it was always quiet
On the world where she lived
One day she had found something strange
It was cold to the touch
She gave it her warmth
And it radiated heat when
One day she had found something strange
It started attracting the spirits
But they could not see what it was
She gave the orb her light
It shined so bright
It started attracting the spirits
A world so bright
The spirits gazed with delight
But were sad when they saw
Their empty looking world
A world so bright
Luna had an idea
She gave the world some of her beauty
The world filled with colours
Everyone got exited because
Luna had an idea
When the spirits tried to talk to her
No sounds would escape them
Luna gave them her voice
And sound filled the air
When the spirits tried to talk to her
The spirits got greedy
They asked for more
She gave them her body
So they could live again
The spirits got greedy
Luna had no more to give
But the spirits complained that they needed her
So she locked herself up
In an orb in the sky, for
Luna had no more to give
Luna still lives
And the people, not spirits, enjoy her company
She gives them what little light she has
She shows them the beauty she has left
Luna still lives
She lives in the sky
And comes out only at night
Coyotes sing her lullabies
And her face still watches over all, while
She lives in the sky
Poems from poets attending Portage Central High School. We are the Whale Riders!
Monday, August 22, 2011
Undesirable Feelings
It's hard to write a poem
About things I can't explain
I wish it were easy
It would help my pain
It gives me a headache
To find the right words
That I could say
So that you could've heard
How much this all means
How great it all is
To have a love so deep
Without betrayal of a kiss
To feel happy in your sadness
To feel loved when you're alone
To feel full when you're on empty
To feel safe without a home
To feel warmth out in the cold
To see light down a dark road
It's hard to write a poem
With an ending I do not know
About things I can't explain
I wish it were easy
It would help my pain
It gives me a headache
To find the right words
That I could say
So that you could've heard
How much this all means
How great it all is
To have a love so deep
Without betrayal of a kiss
To feel happy in your sadness
To feel loved when you're alone
To feel full when you're on empty
To feel safe without a home
To feel warmth out in the cold
To see light down a dark road
It's hard to write a poem
With an ending I do not know
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Love Drifter
Where does love go?
"Once upon a time" is too fake
What do you have to show?
Not much but heartache
Trying to find it doesn't go right
Why do you even put up a fight?
Me? I don't try much anymore
I let love find me, hold open the door
It could be everything you've dreamed of
But I'm just a drifter in the ways of love
Go ahead and look, maybe it'll work
But the love I've found never did stick
Odds are that you'll find yourself a jerk
Or maybe some unreliable chick
"Once upon a time" is too fake
What do you have to show?
Not much but heartache
Trying to find it doesn't go right
Why do you even put up a fight?
Me? I don't try much anymore
I let love find me, hold open the door
It could be everything you've dreamed of
But I'm just a drifter in the ways of love
Go ahead and look, maybe it'll work
But the love I've found never did stick
Odds are that you'll find yourself a jerk
Or maybe some unreliable chick
Trying to find it doesn't go right
So why, oh why do you put up a fight?
Me? I don't try much anymore
Let love find me, I'll hold open the door
Follow me, give that fling a shove
And become a drifter in the ways of love
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Mutual Envy
She sees the world as many colors
While I see my boring monotone
She enjoys the company of many others
While I must suffer being alone
She has many talents to offer to friends
While I can do nothing of use
She has excitement to no ends
While I must sit and muse
Why must I suffer through my strife
When she leads such a perfect life?
He is neutral, seeing white and black
The colors burn my eyes
He is free from all of the setbacks
That from friends sometimes arise
He doesn't do constant favors
Without so much as a blink
I'm always busy, in need of a savior
Dreaming of a day to sit and think
Why must I suffer though my strife
When he leads such a perfect life?
While I see my boring monotone
She enjoys the company of many others
While I must suffer being alone
She has many talents to offer to friends
While I can do nothing of use
She has excitement to no ends
While I must sit and muse
Why must I suffer through my strife
When she leads such a perfect life?
He is neutral, seeing white and black
The colors burn my eyes
He is free from all of the setbacks
That from friends sometimes arise
He doesn't do constant favors
Without so much as a blink
I'm always busy, in need of a savior
Dreaming of a day to sit and think
Why must I suffer though my strife
When he leads such a perfect life?
Monday, June 20, 2011
Evil Influence
his face is one of evil
his stomach is huge with laughter
his laughter is kept for suffering
sadness and pain is what he's after
my tongue lashes out angry words
my mouth is sour with distaste
my nails dig in to the flesh of my palm
my eyes burn with tears of rage
he is selfish, he is foolish
he is destruction in my path
and i wait, painfully, day by day
until he is only in my past
the rest go hungry while he feeds
he feeds on our agony
he takes all of our happiness
and crushes it carelessly
his stomach is huge with laughter
his laughter is kept for suffering
sadness and pain is what he's after
my tongue lashes out angry words
my mouth is sour with distaste
my nails dig in to the flesh of my palm
my eyes burn with tears of rage
he is selfish, he is foolish
he is destruction in my path
and i wait, painfully, day by day
until he is only in my past
the rest go hungry while he feeds
he feeds on our agony
he takes all of our happiness
and crushes it carelessly
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