Random Poems

Piece 8

Last choice:

If I was dying,
And I could have anything.
I would ask for a paper and pen.
Paper to write on,
And pen to write.

To write what I felt,
As I took my last breath.
Write what I saw,
As the world disappeared.

That is if I was dying,
But I'm not.
I'll just write about what
I write when I'm dying.

I wish:

I wish I was sturdy like a tree,
So I could stand still and wait.

I wish I was quiet like an owl,
So I could sneak into the cookie jar.

I wish I was fast like a cheetah,
So I could run my worries away.

I wish I could fly into the clouds,
So I could leave all trouble behind.

I wish I could sleep like a cat,
So I wouldn't be awake at night.

I wish a lot of things,
But being me is just fine.

Writers block:

Why is it that,
That we seem to stop?
When we are so good at it?
One day we just stop,
Flustered and without ideas.
We have bright thoughts.
So many thoughts they
Flow like a river.
Then, just barely a
Trickle, not one thought.

Help:

One simple word
That we use to often.
When most of the time
We can do it ourselves.
Help is one word.
A word that means
So much more; so much more
Than just one word.

Cats:

A soft, smooth coat.
A coat of fur so white
It dazzles my eyes.
Whiter than snow,
Yet so lovely.
How they you with you,
And sleep all worries away.
Their purr like a soft,
Safe place, engulfing you
With a pleasant time.

Ocean:

The ocean is different.
Is it the sea?
When life flows up,
And then backs down,
Like an oceans tide.
How emotions run deep,
And finally show.
Like an oceans waves.
We are all oceans,
And some of us can see,
That difference is good.

Free:

The only thing that is FREE
Is the words you say,
The air you breath.

Now, even those things
Are threatened by the
Loss of FREEdom.

We pay to say something on the phone.
That is not FREE.
We pay to breath the scent of perfume.
That is not FREE.

FREE is a word that will,
Someday go extinct.
Where FREE is only
Something in our dreams.
This has started to
Become our reality.

My last multi poem section for now. I have two REALLY LONG POEMS that will be separated into two NEW CHAPTERS!!! all for you guys, and galls that read my stuff. It is an honor to write something in which someone hopefully enjoys.