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do you want to know my secret?...
http://www.rhymezone.com
8D"
hmmm *raises eyebrow*





*The Storm*
Rumbling black clouds,
swallow the once blue sky.
The sky, now engulfed in sooty clouds,
lights up with spindly lightning.
As I look up into what seems like nothingness
Tiny tears pour down from the sky.
And when I ask my mom
"Why is the sky crying?"
Fog starts to roll into the dark street.
The street lights flicker off and I stand there in darkness
waiting, waiting, waiting
for an answer, but it never comes.
I stand there, questioning myself
"Why? Why is the sky crying when it has done nothing wrong?
It gives us sommething to drink,
it gives our plants something to thrive on,
it flurries snow upon us bringing joy to boys and girls.
And this thunder and lightning,
now grumbling and sparking,
it may not seem pretty to you and me
but we wouldn't have understood electricity without it.
So why is the sky breaking apart and falling on me?"
I must know the answer,so
I sit
in the wet grass and wait
until I understand WHY?
Then I wake up
and notice I am still on the grass.
I look up and see
a rainbow and now I know.
I finally realize its not breaking apart
or crying
it was simply having a moment of destruction
in order to create something BEAUTIFUL.
So I go inside and I now know why there is so much
horror in the world and yet infinte amounts of beauty.

*Laughter*
Laughter.
It escapes children's lips
and floats around for a few seconds
expressing their joy,
but then it is gone.
Disappears up into the sky.
I often wonder,
what the world would be like without
laughter.
There would still be happiness, joy, smiles
just no LAUGHTER.
When I imagine this world
I am greatful we do not live in it.
For a world with no laughter
no matter how much happiness, joy, or smiling
is not a pleasent world.
Because Laughter
is the only moment where
we forget everything,
there is no worrying,
we are TRULY happy.
And when we laugh
we go back in time
to when we were little
and laughing was all we ever did.
Laughing is the only thing in the world
to keep us going
something we look foward to
because laughter
is never ending life.
We may hear it for a second
But it keeps right on traveling
....until it comes back again.

ok so i was gonna start with the poetry short story, but i am not sure what to write the poems on so untiul then i will just work on writing at least one poem a day. So here is what i wrote first period when i was supossed to be doing algebra:
Heart Thief (title suggestions?)
You took it
You tore it.
You loved it
You left it.
You cared for it
You crumpled it.
You starved for it
You stabbed it.
You begged for it
You broke it.
You stloe my heart
You should have just asked for it.


ok so i was gonna start with the poetry short story, but i am not sure what to write the poems on so untiul then i will just work on writing at least one poem a day. So here is what i wrot..."
don't do any more algebra
and about the poetry story, no rush. something will come to you sometime


LOL, u so shld send em to magz, Jen. and erm, u c't self-post on my website, u'll have to send it to me on my email address. amina@muslimteensclub.com. thnks xx

http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/6...
to all the poems i have written and posted on Goodreads.

No more you plus me
Since you broke my fragile heart
We are torn apart.

do u knw how to write, erm... what-do-you-call-it? the one wid syllables. four in the first and second, nine in the third, 4 in the last two. sumthing like that

1st= 5syllables
2nd= 7 syllables
3rd= 5 syllables



*Red*
I thought I knew
What you were trying to do.
I can't even imagine
Why I let you be such a big distraction.
My thoughts were that you were trying to find the right words
But now that theory looks so absurd.
I bet you wonder why away I ran.
It's because I noticed your hands.
One time when I looked down they were red,
And that is all the reason I fled.
Whenever you would touch my face
Whenever you gave me a loving embrace
I would forget all that you had done.
I thought a new man you had become.
But now as I trace a bruise
I am glad I broke free of your abuse.
*Second Chance*
As I start to pick up my pace
The tracks I left behind erase.
I see someone chasing me at last
But it is only the shadow that I cast.
On the ice my feet pound and pound
But yet there is hardly a sound.
I keep going as the wind whispers,
As the cold makes the world look crisper.
Tiny pieces of white confetti celebrate
The beginning of my desperate escape.
Step by step I break apart,
As I listen to my thumping heart.
I race down the deserted streets
My feet drumming a silent beat.
By now the news should have spread,
The news about how I fled.
I continue with my eyes looking down,
My mouth not moving from its permanent frown.
After a while of the freezing breeze
And watching the dancing trees,
I take one last backward glance
But the people I left don't deserve a second chance.