Run Away by Emily Scharr

Run away,
Far away,
Hide in the field,
Stay in the field,
Wonder about him.

He will come,
Ineed him to come,
Hewill find me,
He misses me,
We will be together.

At last together,
Forever together,
Hold me close,
Our hearts so close,
We lay and watch the sky.

Everything is good,
The night is good,
The sky then shatters,
The night shatters,
The morning arises.

The dream is over,
The excitement is over,
It was only a dream,
A wonderous dream,
I wish it were only true.

Poems by Carissa Merritt

Try So Hard

I try so hard to make this work
But I am the one who always gets hurt.
So if you love her more than me
Please just leave.
If by chance this love was meant to be
Then fate will bring you back to me.

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Never Forget

You see I had someone before we met
But I want you to know it's you I will never forget.

Why Me? by Hector Cuatepotzo

You tell me you miss me, and you don't call.
You tell me you like me , and you don't really care.
When I talk to you, I stutter, and I mumble
And I wonder; Why ME?

You had a man and you left him, you found me!
And told me, "I like you!" but ...
But, but is where you left me; didn't answer
And, didn't wonder, if you hurt me!

Now, you come into my life and
You tell me you miss me, and you don't call;
You tell me you like me , and you don't really care;
When I talk to you, I stutter and I mumble
And I wonder; Why ME?

I'm confused! And you know that!
Now I wonder if you're playing a game!
I know you don't miss me, and I know you won't call
I know you don't like me, and I know you don't care!
So why do you call me, and make me wonder,
if this is all a game?

You tell me you miss me and you don't call
You tell me you like me and you don't really care.
When I talk to you I stutter and I mumble,
And I wonder, Why ME?


Copyright © 2004 hector cuatepotzo, logistic styles

Poems by Flavia Mayara Silva

Deeply-Secretly

It's not easy to know what was true:
For me and for you; for us.
My age, my life; and rules?
But I guess it's what I feel.
But not what I felt.

I felt and heard and saw and heard.
I heard you:
I heard you; now you hear me!
Us two: you and me.
I'll hear you too.

I felt so confused.
Who am I?
Me who?
I loved every little detail of you;
Being loved by you.

But that's in the past.
Me and you forever it would have been.
I thought we would last.
But you're just my past.
You would have of been part of me.

You are still part of me.
As, deeply-secretly,
I am part of you.

Maybe sometimes you didn't want to be part of me.
And I often didn't want to be part of you.
Were we?
It was all so true!
I learn from you as you learned from me.

I guess it was the age diffference.
You tried to make out I was so immature.
But I thought you wrong.
I taught you more then you will ever know!
Whatever!
Just perhaps, deeply-secretly.

It's over.

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Thankful

I realized today
That being thankful
For what you have
Is important.

I am thankful that I am able to see,
Because to see is the gift of seeing.
And without that I wouldn't know my colours;
I wouldn't be able to see a sunset.

I am thankful that I am able to talk,
Because to talk is the gift of speaking.
And without that I would have a write
To prove a point, or defend myself, or to communicate.

I am thankful that I am able to hear,
Because to hear is the gift of hearing.
And without that there would be
No music or stories to hear.

And I feel for those
Who are not able.
Because not being able is to not be able
But to be thankful for every other thing you have.

While You Were Away! by Ushna Sardar

See the canvas without picture,
See the door without walls.
See the eyes that were without life,
See the life that was without soul!
I see the crying soul downstairs,
I see myself walking into the rain!

I heard the words that you never spoke;
I felt the love that was in your eyes!
I saw the world there; I wasn't alone.
I saw the picture there; we were alone!
I saw the world in your eyes!
I saw the destiny.

I saw the dream and there's no fear.
I saw colour that was so real.

Say again that I'm all yours!
Say those words never spoken before!

I can read them all,
Whether you speak them or not!
I can read your eyes!
I can read your soul!
I won't pretend I never loved you!
Won't deny I was all yours!

But you don't say that in your heart;
You don't speak the words of love.
I saw the world that's empty while you're away!
I saw the picture that lost colour without you!
I won't lie, that's the truth: I love you!
And I can't live without you!

I Can't Survive Without You by Mishaal Sardar

Oh my love!
You are my heart,
You are my soul.
You are my destiny.
You are my obsession.
You are my passion of the love.
You are the reason I breathe.
You are the air I'm breathing for you.
Maybe you think you aren't right for me?
Well, I want to tell you, straight from my heart,
You are the only one for me!

You are my reason:
The reason to alive,
The reason I survive.
I can't survive without you!
You are always on my mind.
You are my only one dream.
You are my only one desire.
You are my only one wish.
You are my prayers.
Say the words and no matter how far,
I'll be where you are.
My love is more than words for thee.
Just one thing I wanna say to you;
I can't survive without you!

I Ask You Why by Shelby Crees

I ask you why you took a stand,
You kissed me goodnight, and why you held my hand?
The short moments each bright clear night,
We spent together, not caring if it was right.

I never cared if someone found out,
But it always seemed that was all you thought about.
I ask you why you took a stand,
You kissed me goodnight, and why you held me hand?

My friends would ask, "Are you two dating?"
I never knew, I was always waiting.
Waiting for you to show me a sign,
Waiting for you to say,"You're Mine!"

Again, I ask you, "Why?" Why you took a stand?
Why you kissed me goodnight, and why you held my hand?
Walking on by in a crowded place,
I avoided you, so you didn't see the tears fall down my face.

Alone on this track, I wonder if it was right.
I wonder if you were worth this great fight.
Once again, "Why?" Why did you take a stand?
Why did you kiss me goodnight? Why did you hold me hand?

Is it finished, I never wanted it to be.
But the choice is yours, "You Tell Me."