Everyone pull out a dictionary And look up the word life Life is such a simple thing Yet has no concrete definition. Sure, it’s the opposite
By MaryEllen Jaubert6 years ago in Poets
A new day A new leaf - A new moon too soon - Once again the cycle begins - A new start a new Heart and yet so much
The sun sits high Above every cloud It protects me from darkness That I won’t allow It reminds me of life Of hope, of laughter
Like crashing waves Washing feelings onto the shore Feelings that cannot be enclosed In any container For any period of time,
The sky is so dark pitch black like the veil of death giving home to the minds of those who wander who are lost have lost
I’m looking into the moon again. I don’t know why, but it pleases me. I do not smile, but I feel like I could cheer. I’ve looked for an answer for so long,
Nothing is better Than being with friends Or getting together To celebrate Everything and nothing At the same time Every year
What does she mean When she says I’ve “Fallen in love” With my misery? How can that be— No She is just another Stupid human being
This is a piece of paper And this is a pencil When the two of these meet What do you get but words on a page Words that can mean the world