Ok, so I also have a FaceBook (FB) and my friend and I just started this group, Young Writers' Club, and I'm writing poetry again! Now whether or not it's good...that's debatable.
Worlds inside the books
Open with the covers
And immerse us in a place
Not of could have's, would have's, and should have's
But of can's and will's,
And I fall.
I fall into these worlds
Where happily ever after is a sure thing
And evil always fails
because good will always triumph,
Where the right guys will love the right girls
And they won't screw up
because fairytale love is perfect,
Where anything can happen
And it will just BE
Because that is just the way the worlds work.
But then good has triumphed,
They've fallen in love,
And everything has happened
Because I've reached the end.
So, I close the book,
And then BAM!
I'm back here.
Here is
Where evil and good, black and white,
Blur and become gray,
Where the girl sees the perfect boy,
But is already taken,
Where the only happenings
Are the ones that are predefined
Because that's just the way this world works.
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Twilight...
The last of the rays disappear,
And when I turn to look
I catch a glimpse
Of your face,
Eyes closed,
Head tilted,
Lips parted,
And I know.
The best time is sunset
When light becomes dark,
And the lines blur
Just enough
For me to lean over...
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"Uncertainty that begins,
Pain that consumes,
Confusion that ensues,
Yet life must resume,"
The words from the heart
That can shake the soul
Which will shock the mind
And change the person.