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Even though I am so young I already know, I want to have kids, how nice it would be to share story's and even naming them (Luna for a girl Ovbz!) and reading them Harry potter before bed.
Isn't it funny how 1 tiny thing can change your day. Like I was walking down the street thinking ...gosh, life's kinda boring right now, I do the exact same thing every week.
I run with the winds and wish to fly. To soar up with the birds into the sky. I wish to say what's on my mind. And for all people to be kind. Where everyone is golden and happy.
My body aches, Battered and bruised From the good times we had And what we used; Alcohol and food And simple fun Playing games With you And our son.
Rock & Roll, I've always liked it, Punk, indie, grunge. Nothing makes me dance more. I'd just love for it to pour and pour. It's my one true lover. Every night of my life. The sound makes me coo.
It's sunny here in Singapore. Too sunny for my liking. I love the rain; I embrace it. I'd even get wet in it. The weather has just been terrible for me.
I think umbrellas are the best invention for a hot yet rainy day. The last few days the weather has been a bit awkward because it had been so rainy yet warm.
I’m starting off here letting everyone know that I am simply an ordinary boy, man if you can see it from the scruffiness on my face, although my appearance does not state who I am or what I desire to...
Sun sets, Moon-dawn, Party banter On and on. Across the room A handsome soul, Once chubby boy Now twice as old. Laughing, chatting, Stars in his eyes, A life of joy Picked from the skies.
I could post anything up here but I won't. I'll just keep writing nonsense that falls out of my head and hopefully it makes it's way to be read and appreciated by someone.
I've had so many problems recently that I wasn't in the mood to write poetry but just lay in bed and cry and cry and cry... I've been under a lot of serious exam stress too so that didn't help.
Enough is never really enough─somebody always wants more. The hunger for power, money, fame...it always gets you in the end.
You stood so far away. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't find the words. But maybe I will someday. You stood in a stranger's spot. I think you've become lost. So far from who I remember.
God. I cant't believe how work has been so busy. All this running around has made me feel dizzy. Rushing around doing my job, I've hardly had any spare time.
Always wonder why it's always the 'Face' value. What about what's inside of you. What about the soul. In the dead of the night she seeks her heart. Her mind, her soul, her missing part.
I have this feeling. In my heart. But I don't. Know where to start. The need is great. I must confess. I just don't know. How to express. It fills my heart. With so much fear. I'm crying inside.
I find myself forgetting. And pushing you to the back of my mind. In the deep dark crevices which are so hard to find. Then as i laugh or swim in the sun. I suddenly remember how we had so much fun.
Hello. This simple word can change your life in seconds. This simple word can create peace and harmony, or dispair and sadness. This simple word can create love, in just a matter of seconds.
Trapped behind the iron, Iron cold bars, unable to see daylight, Nor the bright twinkling stars. What I wouldn't do, To have my own space. To run around crazily, To eat at my own pace.
What we need in this world, is more love. Hate gets us nowhere. If you live your life hating people, more people are going to hate you. Just love everyone, and be kind to everyone.
Your words are like broken glass, They cut me up inside, Words hurt me far too often, And you don't even realise. I cry myself to sleep, Thinking about what you've said.
When I first joined Opuss I thought I had to write for other people. At the time the first story I wrote was @puffy1980's prequel almost to 'Stan'.
It's horribly quiet on here today...as if some sort of storm is on its way...and all this copyright shit...hmmmm...I understand where people are coming from...don't really want gits nicking my...
The simplest of pleasure brings joy to my life As a little girl and now as a wife Like paddling my feet into a running stream Where my mind drifts off to the land of daydream Just lying down onto the...