My life is changing!
I am begging, I need help give me hope!
Dying is my fear, I keep my tears from slipping down,
I keep my heart from breaking down...
Why am I doing this?
Why am I changing?
Why am I begging for trouble?
Why is there a space in my head like an empty bubble?
Ask me this I'll tell you why, just give me some time to make another rhyme.
by: Christian Manzanares
reason: thinking and bored.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Typhoon Is Here!!!
Typhoon is here,
Typhoon is here!
board up the windows! watch out for spiders!
Typhoon is coming! make sure sticks and stones don't break your bones!!
stay in side and stay alive don't go outside if your stupid and desperate to die by flying debris!
listen to the whistling winds that whisper to your ears... listen carefully until the wind is gone.
Stay inside and don't cry it will be over by tomorrow I promise...
by:Christian Manzanares!
reason: Bored because typhoon is here!!
Typhoon is here!
board up the windows! watch out for spiders!
Typhoon is coming! make sure sticks and stones don't break your bones!!
stay in side and stay alive don't go outside if your stupid and desperate to die by flying debris!
listen to the whistling winds that whisper to your ears... listen carefully until the wind is gone.
Stay inside and don't cry it will be over by tomorrow I promise...
by:Christian Manzanares!
reason: Bored because typhoon is here!!
Misty Thoughts
My heart sings a song,
beating as a piano with no keys to play in.
My toes are cold as ice cubes,
My breath was clear to see just like a bright fire fly hovering over the sea.
Their bright lights were just the light source I can see,
but couldn't believe I was the only one that can't be seen.
I just wish I was visible to see, I was clear as crystal,
but hard to be seen, just the outline of my shadow and just a mist in your settled vision.
I am optimistic to my plan and make misty ideas to be a whisper in your ear ,
just to let you see me come clear.
Just think of me as a mist that can be seen from a distance,
just set your instincts into a misty thought.
By: Christian Manzanares
reason: Bored and filled with misty thoughts.
beating as a piano with no keys to play in.
My toes are cold as ice cubes,
My breath was clear to see just like a bright fire fly hovering over the sea.
Their bright lights were just the light source I can see,
but couldn't believe I was the only one that can't be seen.
I just wish I was visible to see, I was clear as crystal,
but hard to be seen, just the outline of my shadow and just a mist in your settled vision.
I am optimistic to my plan and make misty ideas to be a whisper in your ear ,
just to let you see me come clear.
Just think of me as a mist that can be seen from a distance,
just set your instincts into a misty thought.
By: Christian Manzanares
reason: Bored and filled with misty thoughts.
Rainy Weekends
Its a Saturday, it aint that hot like before, very cloudy, very windy, very cold like morning snow.
I am very sleepy by the misty water from the ocean,
which streams around the room letting me close my eyes as I write this poem through.
I will rest in my dreams and think;
Think of the past and present but will not dream just yet.
I will sleep in a calm rainy weekend, I will then wake up from the sound of a rain drop,
It's a sound to let us know the rain is above our home, it will travel down the house and the sound that travels the room, the first thing I thought was,
"A rainy weekend" its a lovely feeling to see and kiss the rain above the skies and let it drop to my knees and eyes... that this life was complete at a slow rate of time.
it's rainy and pouring now the next time it rains,
hope it will be morning on a weekday.
by: Christian Manzanares
Reason: during typhoon!
I am very sleepy by the misty water from the ocean,
which streams around the room letting me close my eyes as I write this poem through.
I will rest in my dreams and think;
Think of the past and present but will not dream just yet.
I will sleep in a calm rainy weekend, I will then wake up from the sound of a rain drop,
It's a sound to let us know the rain is above our home, it will travel down the house and the sound that travels the room, the first thing I thought was,
"A rainy weekend" its a lovely feeling to see and kiss the rain above the skies and let it drop to my knees and eyes... that this life was complete at a slow rate of time.
it's rainy and pouring now the next time it rains,
hope it will be morning on a weekday.
by: Christian Manzanares
Reason: during typhoon!
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