Random Poems

Piece 6

Air:

A gentle touch, but nothing there,
I felt the hand of the invisible air.
Leaves whip around, it tugs at my hair,
Oh, I feel the invisible air.
I don't know if I should care,
If I get touched by the invisible air.
I just know it won't tear,
That fragile, strong, invisible air.

My window is open at night:

My window is open at night,
To release the screams from my room.
My window is open at night,
To cool my sweat covered face.
My window is open at night,
So I can fall asleep to the crickets song.
My window is open at night,
So I can sleep under the stars.
My window is open at night,
So I can leave when I'm ready.
My window is open at night,
So I can breath fresh air.

Laughter:

I've heard it, but never felt it.
The real one, my laugh,
Has never been heard,
I've never felt it.
They say things I don't get,
I don't think they get it either.
They laugh just for a friend,
But a friend wouldn't laugh.

Rare chances:

Lottery winner for the twelfth time,
A rare chance for me.
Getting over my fear of heights,
A rare chance for me.
Forgiving my fathers temper,
A rare chance for me.
Anything you can think of is,
A rare chance for me.

Disobedience:

A soft voice, no warning heard.
A standing figure with authority,
A worrisome glance from trouble.
A deep voice demanding attention,
A silent crowd looks forwards.
With white faces, eyes filled with fear,
Fear that happened because of one,
One dismissed warning.

Yes. I've spent time creating these. I have many more to post, and I might do it all today.