Are these poems good for a 12 year old!?
they may be just a tad bit depressing but im not emo!.!.!.
tell me about what i should change about them
because ive asked my friends
and they probably have a lot of bias!.
there probably are some mispellings
here they are--
Poem #1
I see nothing around me brighter than the night sky
I see nothing darker than my heart
Anger is always stronger than happiness no matter how hard you try
Discontent is constantly present while happiness can tear you apart
A person's sins define them better than their prudence
People act more like themsel ves in their negative side rather than their good
Ethical behavior is loyalty to peers; ira is allegiance
There is a clear difference from what you want to and what you should
You say things just to make people satisfied
You do things that do fit you
Speaking your thoughts is the only way to be glorified
Things you say ab ira are always true
Compliments are only to please
Insults are to vent
Compliments are a tease
Insults take time well spent
People are just a combination of actions and events
The mind is just the way a person has been raised to believe
A soul is a myth which misrepresents
Integrity is something hard to retrieve
There is no one I can trust
When people change positions with every turn
The resplendence of the world has been corrupted so much it is beginning to rust
Unity is something everyone has to yearn
Hypocrisy is the international religion
Words said from guilt are a forced persuasion
Faith in the world has reduced to a smidgen
Opinions are the weighted part of the equation
Yet street lights have illuminated the darkness
Lights such as friends, feelings, and personal view
From enjoying too much the world has abdominousness
All of the things discarded from our minds are things that are true
People do things to improve their image
In order to appear be something they are not
But appearing to be something just to please is just the line of scrimmage
Showing up to be satisfy is the thing that has made everyone rot
I have adapted not to think too much
I care not what people say about me but do what they say to who I love
Due to the fact that those people are my crutch
The world has grown to be something I have grown to be sick of!.
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Poem #2
Life happens so suddenly
One second u have someone the next they’re gone
But does actually being there mean anything really!?
Left to think, left to wonder, left to question from d usk to dawn
I feel as if no one can aid
It strengthens and I am left to move along alone
A feeling of wholesomeness is left for one to crave
But it always feels as if the road I travel is incident prone
Stars illuminate the gloom filled skies
Sorrowful surroundings appreciated by joyous constellations
A man that smiles when everyone around him cries
You make my incarceration a vacation
Nothing seemed controllable; to frustrated to cry
I tore myself up to start over for a reason unknown
I felt as if no one could light up my sky
But when I talked to you I felt sewn
I start to wonder what brought me here
What waves carried me this far and which waves hurt me this much
But situations are never as they appear
In the end it never matters if I fall because I know I have you as my crutch
My outlook varies
One second the be ach is dirty, the next sparkling
A man=2 0is only as good as the weight he carries
When I’m with you I feel subordinate and as though you are the master I am serving!.
When solitary emotions are nothing more than apathy
But as soon as I talk to you I change completely
If you were any other no one would comprehend me because you are filled with empathy
To everyone else I act so bitterly, but to you I come off sweetly
When I have lost everything I want
When I have lost grip of the rope
At least I know I will be nonchalant
Because I know that I still have you which means I still have hope!.
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Poem #3
As the blasts if which I have become accustomed to chime clamorously,
I gaze through the transparent doorway between glee and agony,
Blind I must be
because I lack the mind to see
what some say the horrible country before me!.
To me it has become very evident
that of America, ignorance, not Bush is the president!.
People have been led to think America is ideal
however some history is not fully real!.
In America, many doughnuts have been coated
with false truths with which America has floated!.
My country invaded and torn
the assumed radical is the symbol with which the rest scorn,
But in attempting to lighten, another predicament has been born!.
Lofty dreams fall far from the face
far enough to keep me from my chase,
My chase to truth, a chase to make opinions facts
and false facts a fruit with whom fruit lacks!.
The deterioration of our society has yet to be seen
for the eyes of Westerners are all but keen!.
0AAmerica is a drunk man driving
bursting into unfamiliar territory, unaware of the consequences arriving!.
As politicians attempt to gain recognition
as athletes strive to achieve apperception
as salespersons push people profusely to buy food that is not even fresh
as celebrities rot their own flesh,
The binoculars seem to miss the wild species
we are too caught up in our absurdities!.
The shark is all caught up in its own struggle to get food to satisfy,
While other fish are struggling aimlessly just to get by!.
There is nothing to hold on too
Everything so dear has left, there’s nothing left to put you through!.
The sea is deceiving, fish come and go, it seems no one is left to care for you,
All this time an Iraqi is facing the same predicament as this fish!.
Everyone so involved in a struggle with which she plays no part
It is hard for anyone to see that she too has a heart!.
Not just a heart, one that has not been involved in the war
But one that has received every wound that someone has wore!.
Though both sides feel the pain
One has the technology to make a medicine; the other doesn’t even have a cane!.
A cane that is much needed when there is nothing to hold on to,
When you have been traumatized by the accident caused by the drunk man driving out of the blue!.
Conflict in war is similar to oneself versus one’s mind
One side is trying to trump the other the other is just blind!.
And so I sit here
frightened, but free of fear,
Because danger is always so near
and conflicts have yet to be resolved with a tear!.
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