Please share poems;

Maya_Girl: Feel free to share poems you made or that you thought were inspirational...Please no trash-talking other's or making fun of their work. Remember, writing poems is a work of art, and that is to be respected.

Maya_Girl: Here is a work of mine...
Those Girls: Poem

How I envy Those Girls;
The ones with thick black or blond lustrous curls.
The ones with big brown eyes and a perfect nose;
They are popular wherever they go.
They wave and say ‘Hi!’;
And everyone smiles and ‘Oohs!’ and ‘Ahhs!’
Their teachers love them;
They get perfect grades at school.
They’re surrounded by a horde of friends;
All clambering for their attention.
The girls all want to be their friends;
The boys all rush to open doors.
They have millions of online followers;
Media is their life.
Their life seems so perfect;
Without any strife.
Then here I am;
Just a little Asian.
My hair;
‘Oh soo flat!’
My nose…;
(What a disgrace!)
My eyes are so small;
They have to prop them open with a toothpick at the eye doctor.(not really)
I wave and say ‘Hi!’
Everyone just stares.
I’m just an ordinary student,
With ordinary student grades.
I don’t have many friends;
I live underneath a rock.
They say my sister’s perfect;
I try to ignore that kind of talk.
All the girls want to avoid me;
All the boys think I’m strange.
I have no electronics;
(Unless you count my clock and music player)
My family life is better,
Then what most people have.
But still, we have our differences,
Like other families have.
Thinking about the differences;
Comparing what we have,
I see the real truths,
Of those other girls lives.
They wake up every morning;
Stressed to look their best.
With one wrong look or one wrong act;
Their social life is dead.
All their friends are fickle;
They’ll all walk out the door.
If only just a hint;
Of their wild side comes out.
Their reputation is paramount;
Their looks are just the same.
They starve themselves half to death;
Just to look like a model.
Their family life’s unhappy;
Just to say the least.
Their parents are always arguing;
Their relationship is an unhappy mess.
Boyfriends they compare;
Media life they contest.
They never are happy,
With being not the best.
They aren’t truly happy;
They never can be,
Unless they let go of all that;
For an ordinary student’s life.
My mother always says,
‘You can’t have your cake and eat it too.’
I know that’s very true;
My life is not that blue.
In fact, it’s very colorful;
With different shades and hues.
With people of different personalities;
Life cannot be boring.
My friends all stick by me;
Through good and bad times.
They all know my good side;
They’ve all seen my bad.
My family's never let me down;
My sister’s very kind.
She may not be an angel;
But I’m proud to call her mine.
Contemplating these things;
Wondering if it’s true,
I suddenly come to realize;
These are all I could ever want.
A place that makes me feel safe; A place to call my home.
Real friends to support me;
A family of my own.
The longer that I think about it;
The surer I become.
Those stereotypical, perfect, lovely, beautiful teenagers with black and blond curls;
How I DON’T envy Those Girls.

ANSHUL_HBK: I like it

angpd: an interesting change between the way it started and the ending. lovely

cornish11: 2018 Those trees.
Those trees were as still as someone who had passed away
While the sun above it kept on shining through
And another child was born to breath this air here on this earth
And tomorrow will only appear when its due
And those stars so far above will often send down a lot of love
But not everyone finds that love that's especially meant for them
And as they keep walking on their way without a single word to say
They will look around for that someone special to be their friend.
For life can be a struggle with no love one within sight
And every day nothing good seems to happen for them at all
So from the heavens so far above-please send a lot more love
For it hurts so much when you are all alone and no one's fool
So for the lonely let there appear-that someone new they can hold near
A love that’s so special to last for all eternally
Because for those people all alone-it's never much fun going home
For in their world they have no special memories
So reach down from the heavens above-and share with them all a very special love
And let their future become as bright as a brand-new summers day
And then all those memories they can all share-that they keep on wishing was now there
For far too many times now they just walk on by without a single word to say.

One of many that I wrote.

Maya_Girl: I really like your poem Cornish. It holds a lot of meaning and emotion. Well done.

cornish11: Thank you Maya_girl.Very much appreciated.

lummox: Dreamless sleep, seamless, deep.

cornish11: Later it’s such a long time.
Later it’s such a long time and always far out of sight
With each brand-new tomorrow to become another lonely night
And for all those who happen to live alone it never seems to turn out right
And so later it’s such a long time and always far out of sight.
Now for those with someone to love and hold it’s a much better place to be
With yet one more kiss and a little more love and then another memory
And while they both walk along those roads their two heartbeats will beat anew
But what about all those others who have no one to whisper I love you
Because for them it’s never easy to face this world so all alone
For still every morning when they awake-they are still there on their own
And even when each new day its finally over it’s still the same for them
And then later it’s such a long time and still far out of sight once again
And so what about all those people who just keep on walking by alone
Who have got no one to love them when they finally go on home
For all life it’s just a dream to them that will soon now fade away
And then just for them those lonely people there are just all those yesterdays
And so later its always far out of sight for all those who still walk alone
For they have got no one to love them when they finally go on home
And so it’s just for those who are now in love who will now smile each day through
But what about all those others who have no one to whisper I love you.