"I longed to read everything I possibly could,
and the things I read in turn produced new yearnings."
"The only thing standing between you and your goal
is the bullshit story you keep telling yourself as to why you can't achieve it.”
The meaning of life…
I'm at a place in my life, when I know it's time to move on. So I'm trying, to come to grip with it. And it's to a point, where it bears on my mind. So I just had to let it go, before it gets the best of me..…
A simple poem about the beauty of a small lake that I and my creative writing class went to the spring of 2014. It is a sense poem so, one of the main purposes of it is to appeal to the reader's senses.
The pen as my tool, I go forth into the night.
"But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think." -Lord Byron
An ant has been witness of real debris over war in the Gaza. This prompted raise question, how will history remember us? Ages after time one day God visited this creature. This is how the ant explained to God.
Life is one of the greatest blessings that could ever be bestowed upon us. It is such a sacred and beautiful thing... But at times, things in life can really get us down and make us sad. We've all had moments in our life where we've not felt happy or…
Even invisible things are beautiful; Like your mind and your spirit. Your mind is your paradise and no one can see it and only you can feel it. Thinking can give you faith if your positive. So always try to be that.
If i said that sometimes beautiful things are caused by sadness would you understand? That sometimes we many only truly appreciate what has been given if it has been lost... Some situations can only be understood through suffering , then we realize how beautiful and meaningful it was. There is…
This poem is about those of us who feel left out among large groups of people. Its offering comfort and solace to any who feel lost or confused, or who are suffering as a result of the world's cruelty.
A random poem I am writing about being closed-in, and wanting to break free of everything. I guess you could say peace and self esteem comes to play. Doesn't rhyme, but please enjoy anyway.
Oh, and I made up a melody to this song. You can make up your own,…
My most favourite place in the world... THE LIBRARY!
Yes it's kinda cliche, a writer who loves the library but seriously, I don't know who I would have been if I wasn't presented with the opportunity to read.
What came first? Real Intelligence or Artificial? I think it' a shame that I was even inspired to write a poem of this nature. Simply because there is enough room for everyone to enjoy reality without the compartmentalization of life. Hope you enjoy.
I wrote this when I was thinking about how a person can achieve to get to the state of being in love. How you get there,how it feels and what the outcome is. Love can come in many forms, but It's up to you to decided how you feel it…
Your mind, your senses, your body...All become so intense at the end of the day that you observe everything, you travel with your mind, you dream and your body curls up embracing the the sounds of the night....embracing an adventure.
THE NELSEN FAMILY LIVES A PEACEFUL LIFE ON A RANCH JUST OUTSIDE THE SMALL TOWN OF BELCORD NORTH CAROLINA. HOWEVER ONE TRAGIC DAY WILL SHATTER THAT PEACEFUL EXISTENCE AND CAST A DARK SHADOW OVER BELCORD FOREVER.
I figured maybe I should write something at least bittersweet once in a while. Well, tonight seemed like the night if there was one of late. :) I got to smile at least a little this weekend, so, this poem is for my smile and the reasons I have it.