Tag Archive: cold


The Good Of The Morning

Cereals, oats, or rice

As long as coffee is there, it would be nice

The cold dawn gives away to the rising sun

Shivers will soon be gone

To get you through it for a while,

Always start the day with a smile.

A Different Rain

The rain washes away the pain

But sometimes it reminds me of it

The rain trickles down my window pane

Slowly erasing the past hurt

It reminds me of you

It reminds me of nothing 

It becomes as it is

Just the rain

Dark Day

It was dark and freezing 

I was cold and sneezing 

I stood alone in the rain

I felt every muscle tense with pain

I didn’t run, I didn’t walk, I just stood there

I didn’t give much care

I let it envelope me, for once I found peace

The Girl and The Boy

Cold,
Like his feelings towards me
Like rain so fine you hardly notice

Frozen,
Like how stuck I am now that I have this something for him
I knew it was wrong from the start
But,
I will wait until…

Empty,
When she looks at me
To her I am ordinary, nothing special

Wrong,
For me to even have this feeling for her
Knowing she will never fall for someone like me
Many adore her, myself included
But I am just another familiar face in this desolate place

Yet,
She makes me feel warm
And I can’t help but think there may be a chance
If only she waits until…

Rain and My Bed

A trickle, slowly making its way to somewhere
Pitter patter of the rain falling on rooftops
The sound makes me curl up in bed even more
But no!
Sleep time is done
Time to get up and start another day

Cold

Hands, frozen
Like time, broken
Feet, numb
Like words for the dumb
Lips, blue
Somehow missing you
Memories, kept like a token
My eyes never show, left unspoken
Much like the weather is cold
Your feelings for me is a bluff, so my card I fold

Whatever troubles you had yesterday.
I told the rainbow to stop your tears and hear your cries
By sharing its colors to remove your grey skies.
I told the sun to keep you warm and to brighten up
To make your shivering stop.

I hope you know I truly care,
But to show to you, this I don’t dare.
I don’t have the right to care so much for you
But I hope you know, when you’re down I’m blue.
And so I told Mother Nature to show her care
I think it’s only right, I think it’s only fair.

Scorching

See poetry isn’t always about love and loss
It can be about nature, the environment and a greater cause.

About the planet, the greenhouse effect, pollution
About rebuilding, finding better alternatives, and solutions.

Most plants, trees, animals, are dying
What are we, in our little ways, doing?
We need to take action instead of moping and crying.

I can feel the world is sick because of what we have done
Look at the world now and what it has become.

Summer has always been hot but now it’s scorching
Let’s face it, taking a blind eye isn’t working.

This poetry may not do so much
But I hope it reaches people and they feel touched
By how wonderful Mother Nature truly is
And keeping her safe means for our own good, that’s the purpose of this.

Poetry In The Rain

The sky is gray
But it’s still a great day!
Smiling from ear to ear
I’ve been singing songs, did you hear?
Simple rhyme on a cozy rainy day
Always makes me feel happy and gay!

The Snowflake Fell…

…and it danced in the air
Happily it fell.

Slowly, gracefully, a piece amongst the many
The most special one fell on my cheeks
A cold kiss to warm my heart
On this holiday night

Words from a Little Person

Poets bleed from the heart and soul

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The single speaks her mind

GOD'S POETIC CHILD!!!

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Poetry, story and real life.

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