look in the mirror please
if आप dont आप wont find the beuty
thats hiding in you
आप say your ugly आप cry all night
आप slam the door on my face one night
when i tried helping आप out
look in the mirror i know आप are beutiful आप just got to beileve in your self.
but आप probaly wont why cant आप see the beuty thats waiting to arrive
the boys would want आप oh carolyn i hope u relize that .
this is no joke आप are beutiful in my eyes but in yours ur a monster
why cant आप see what eye see
i hope someday आप will believe me.
if आप dont आप wont find the beuty
thats hiding in you
आप say your ugly आप cry all night
आप slam the door on my face one night
when i tried helping आप out
look in the mirror i know आप are beutiful आप just got to beileve in your self.
but आप probaly wont why cant आप see the beuty thats waiting to arrive
the boys would want आप oh carolyn i hope u relize that .
this is no joke आप are beutiful in my eyes but in yours ur a monster
why cant आप see what eye see
i hope someday आप will believe me.
Solitude,
Somewhere in my mind.
Where I can rest my head,
And let go of all the pain.
Back on my feet,
To make my place again.
Recharge my soul,
So I can live once more.
What happened to being a child?
When getting high meant too much sugar.
When breaking the rules was staying up past bedtime.
When saying "I प्यार you",
Was only intended for your mom,
And the pressure of it never set upon you..
Looking up at the clouds,
I only see dark gray.
When they use to be white,
And full of life.
And I'd pick out shapes and smile.
Now it's dark.
Only dark,
And I feel I've लॉस्ट my way.
"Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
If I should die before I wake..-"
Die? Before I wake..Sounds good to me.
Somewhere in my mind.
Where I can rest my head,
And let go of all the pain.
Back on my feet,
To make my place again.
Recharge my soul,
So I can live once more.
What happened to being a child?
When getting high meant too much sugar.
When breaking the rules was staying up past bedtime.
When saying "I प्यार you",
Was only intended for your mom,
And the pressure of it never set upon you..
Looking up at the clouds,
I only see dark gray.
When they use to be white,
And full of life.
And I'd pick out shapes and smile.
Now it's dark.
Only dark,
And I feel I've लॉस्ट my way.
"Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
If I should die before I wake..-"
Die? Before I wake..Sounds good to me.
Our teacher's multi-talented.
He plays गिटार and sings.
He paints impressive pictures
and can juggle twenty rings.
He dances like an expert,
he can mambo, tap and waltz.
He's also quite a gymnast,
doing airborne somersaults.
He's something of a swimmer.
He's a champion at chess.
It's difficult to find a skill
that he does not possess.
He speaks a dozen languages.
He's great at racing cars.
He's masterful at fighting bulls,
and studying the stars.
He's good at climbing mountains.
He can wrestle with a bear.
The only thing we wish he'd learn
is how to comb his hair.
He plays गिटार and sings.
He paints impressive pictures
and can juggle twenty rings.
He dances like an expert,
he can mambo, tap and waltz.
He's also quite a gymnast,
doing airborne somersaults.
He's something of a swimmer.
He's a champion at chess.
It's difficult to find a skill
that he does not possess.
He speaks a dozen languages.
He's great at racing cars.
He's masterful at fighting bulls,
and studying the stars.
He's good at climbing mountains.
He can wrestle with a bear.
The only thing we wish he'd learn
is how to comb his hair.
I bought a pet banana
and I tried to teach him tricks,
but he wasn't any good at
catching balls या fetching sticks.
He could never catch a Frisbee,
and he wouldn't sit या speak,
though we practiced every afternoon
and evening for a week.
He refused to shake या wave या crawl
या beg या take a bow,
and I tried, but couldn't make him bark
या get him to meow.
He was terrible at playing dead.
He couldn't jump a rope.
When he wouldn't do a single trick
I simply gave up hope.
Though I liked my pet banana,
I returned him with regret.
Boy, I sure do hope this watermelon
makes a better pet.
and I tried to teach him tricks,
but he wasn't any good at
catching balls या fetching sticks.
He could never catch a Frisbee,
and he wouldn't sit या speak,
though we practiced every afternoon
and evening for a week.
He refused to shake या wave या crawl
या beg या take a bow,
and I tried, but couldn't make him bark
या get him to meow.
He was terrible at playing dead.
He couldn't jump a rope.
When he wouldn't do a single trick
I simply gave up hope.
Though I liked my pet banana,
I returned him with regret.
Boy, I sure do hope this watermelon
makes a better pet.
Another दिन has dawned opon
another night for me to cry
the प्यार i hav e is hidden deep
the pain i only feel
say your sorry
say आप care
but your not
i know आप dont care
take me back
to the heavens
where i use to be
take me back wher i was born
where i once fell
i was born from the devil
from the pits of hell
where death is the only life
i cry myself to sleep
i morn over my lost
but its to late to save me
its to late agian
i have my own pain
and i carry yours
i can hadel it all
some call me the devil
some call mean fallen angel
but all call me me
all i do is ask for one thing
to be loved
its not a quickend death
it taked it time
but soon itll come
another night for me to cry
the प्यार i hav e is hidden deep
the pain i only feel
say your sorry
say आप care
but your not
i know आप dont care
take me back
to the heavens
where i use to be
take me back wher i was born
where i once fell
i was born from the devil
from the pits of hell
where death is the only life
i cry myself to sleep
i morn over my lost
but its to late to save me
its to late agian
i have my own pain
and i carry yours
i can hadel it all
some call me the devil
some call mean fallen angel
but all call me me
all i do is ask for one thing
to be loved
its not a quickend death
it taked it time
but soon itll come
Our teacher sings The Beatles.
She must know every song.
We ask her please to stop
but she just sings, "It Won't Be Long."
And then she croons like Elvis.
She clearly thinks it's cool.
And if we beg her not to
she just belts out, "Don't be Cruel."
She then does Michael Jackson.
It drives us nearly mad.
We have to cover up our ears
because she's singing, "Bad."
She winds up with The Wiggles
या else a Barney song,
and, even worse, she tells us all
that we should sing along.
It's all my fault she does this.
I feel like such a fool.
I wish I'd never brought
my karaoke box to school.
She must know every song.
We ask her please to stop
but she just sings, "It Won't Be Long."
And then she croons like Elvis.
She clearly thinks it's cool.
And if we beg her not to
she just belts out, "Don't be Cruel."
She then does Michael Jackson.
It drives us nearly mad.
We have to cover up our ears
because she's singing, "Bad."
She winds up with The Wiggles
या else a Barney song,
and, even worse, she tells us all
that we should sing along.
It's all my fault she does this.
I feel like such a fool.
I wish I'd never brought
my karaoke box to school.
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I miss you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
लॉस्ट in the cold world
Do आप miss me?
I miss you
Does another little girl प्यार you?
I kinda hope so
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I am sorry for leaving you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
Do आप hate me?
I don't hate you
Mommy says to get over you
But I cry and say I want you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
Do आप still cry for me?
I still cry for you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I never wanna grow up
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
Do आप still cry "Mama" for me?
Because I still cry "Baby" for you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I'm sorry for dropping you
I'm sorry for losing you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
Mommy bought me a new one
But she still isn't as fun like you
Santa will आप bring her back to me?
Will आप लपेटें her in a bow all nice and pretty?
Clean her up and make her nice?
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I pray every night for you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I know आप will come back to me soon.
Baby Doll
I miss you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
लॉस्ट in the cold world
Do आप miss me?
I miss you
Does another little girl प्यार you?
I kinda hope so
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I am sorry for leaving you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
Do आप hate me?
I don't hate you
Mommy says to get over you
But I cry and say I want you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
Do आप still cry for me?
I still cry for you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I never wanna grow up
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
Do आप still cry "Mama" for me?
Because I still cry "Baby" for you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I'm sorry for dropping you
I'm sorry for losing you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
Mommy bought me a new one
But she still isn't as fun like you
Santa will आप bring her back to me?
Will आप लपेटें her in a bow all nice and pretty?
Clean her up and make her nice?
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I pray every night for you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I know आप will come back to me soon.
i always thought, and i always knew
i would end up here with you
i was a restless wanderer on a distant path
आप were a lonely dreamer with a broken laugh
i would go anywhere the road would lead
my hopes and dreams is all that i would need
i don't need a house या fancy cars
i would rather sleep underneath the stars
आप didn't have much to call your own
but what a lovely smile on your face shown
आप कहा your chance at प्यार had past आप by
i told I'm here so don't आप cry
our lives were like the pieces of a broken heart
now that we're together what a life could start
there was magic in the air that night
everything was moving at the speed of light
आप were like my Juliet and i your romeo
आप प्यार me i प्यार आप that's all i need to know
no longer will आप dream of प्यार that's true
no longer will i wander my खोजिए has led to you
गुलाब are red.
Violets are blue.
Creative juices aren't flowing into my brain.
To create that electrical spark.
That makes the light bulb go blink.
Should the verses rhythm.
This poem is not sublime.
What the heck am I doing?
All I know is that गुलाब are red.
And violets are indeed blue.
--
Just a poem I wrote for a school project that I thought was good and funny enough to share with the rest of आप guys. I hope आप somewhat enjoyed it. Thanks for पढ़ना regardless, and have a delightful, magical day. Cheers yo.
Violets are blue.
Creative juices aren't flowing into my brain.
To create that electrical spark.
That makes the light bulb go blink.
Should the verses rhythm.
This poem is not sublime.
What the heck am I doing?
All I know is that गुलाब are red.
And violets are indeed blue.
--
Just a poem I wrote for a school project that I thought was good and funny enough to share with the rest of आप guys. I hope आप somewhat enjoyed it. Thanks for पढ़ना regardless, and have a delightful, magical day. Cheers yo.
One small crack, just one comment
It only took one day
To convince her life had a price
A cost she couldn't pay
Happiness was priced too high
Hopes dashed, she turned away
Esteem it took years to build
Torn down in one day
Years later, she still believes
What caused her mind to fray
She thinks she is not enough
And so she wastes away
Finally someone notices
Her life changes that day
Someone दिखा रहा है that they care
Three words is all they say
Simple words she needs to hear
They ask, "Are आप okay?"
~an original poem द्वारा me~
~check out me and और of my कविता and लेखन at quotev.com/sliverofstarlight~
It only took one day
To convince her life had a price
A cost she couldn't pay
Happiness was priced too high
Hopes dashed, she turned away
Esteem it took years to build
Torn down in one day
Years later, she still believes
What caused her mind to fray
She thinks she is not enough
And so she wastes away
Finally someone notices
Her life changes that day
Someone दिखा रहा है that they care
Three words is all they say
Simple words she needs to hear
They ask, "Are आप okay?"
~an original poem द्वारा me~
~check out me and और of my कविता and लेखन at quotev.com/sliverofstarlight~