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I sit in my room a lot these days.
I sit and think of better ways.
Better ways to laugh or cry.
Better ways to say "Hello, or "Good-bye."
As I sit and analyze,
Something dawns on me and I realize.
There is no better way for the things that you do,
Because the best way is to just be you.



Cloud

Meet me on a cloud
Leave your car
I'll transport you
Leave your mobile phone
I'll be in touch
Don't bring your shoes
Come barefoot
Leave everyone behind
I want only you
Not even wine and roses
Your precious drops of sweat will fall on me
And you will sip from my petals





Wasn't written by me. Dont have the talent in poem-ing, though i wish i could have. Found the poems online. The two above may not be the best ones but i like them. Esp the first one. Can relate to it more.

I like poems. Though i kinda dislike it during my Lit classes last time. I like reading them and thinking about the feelings involved and what it's trying to convey. But i do not like answering questions on them handwrittenly.

Poems are short and sweet. Well, not all. They're some that are a page long also. But it's just a few paragraph of words that's so full of depth and feelings.

Maybe one day i'll try to be a famous youngest comtemporary poet around. Haha.


Sayonara.