Love, What Is It?

Love

Such a strange, complicated thing

Surprising you every time

The view always changing

There are many different kinds of love

For different kinds of people

The love you have for your family

Is one that comes just out of bond

They share your blood

They sometimes share your trust

You're always close so you know them so well

Eventually you come to love some of the crazy things about them

Although you may hate others

But they're your family

Mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers

The love you have for your friends

Is one less serious, but strong all the same

The closer they are, the more you start to share their pains

You're silly together, you're sad together

Eventually you come to understand one another like you shared a brain

Those close friends are the ones that start to become like family

But you're more comfortable with them sometimes

You tell them everything 

Then there is the love you have for someone special

Someone you want to see more often

The part of you that you feel is missing

Is filled by them

You want them to always be near

You think they're perfect, despite their flaws

To be by their side forever, your love for them is that strong

They are the ones closest to your heart

But they're the hardest to find

And yet they're all the same in a way

All these different loves

They're a feeling of closeness

But more than that

It's the feeling of butterflies in your stomach

Or of your heart swelling up

Smiling even if you don't want to

Inside jokes that make only the ones that know them laugh

Love is hard to describe

And difficult to duplicate

Sometimes you think you feel it

You want to feel it

But really it isn't there

Sometimes it's not permanent

Love isn't necessarily everlasting

Maybe the feeling isn't shared

And you're forced to push it away

And maybe you lose faith in it ever returning

Those who live without love are the saddest of all

Not necessarily missing a soul mate

More like living without family

Without anyone close to your heart

Constantly lonely

Empty

You need other people

Even if it's just one

Someone out there understands you

You should keep them in your life

I'm not sure where I'm going anymore

With this poem about love

It could go on forever

Books have been written

Movies have been made

Songs have been sung

Art has been created

All to try and describe this feeling 

One that comes from not only our brains

But everywhere else too

It's a part of your being

It's a part of you

Disappointment

Disappointment
It makes my heart feels like it's being pulled down
Farther and farther, sinking below ground
My vision is blurred by tear upon tear
Dripping down my face
They feel cold, like my current despair
My body quivers and shakes
I feel like I'm drowning in black ink
Dark and shadow-like, it engulfs me
I can't even think
What's happening?
How?
Why?
I can't seem to figure out anything
Except that I can only cry

Veterans Day

For many this day is simply another one free
Of school and work, you can be lazy
They figure it's just another holiday
A day where they can relax
But really, truly, its much more than that
On this day we remember those who fought
For us, our country and whoever they love
They shed blood and tears protecting us
Of their own free will, driven by pure courage
These people are heroes
They nearly gave up their lives
To serve their country
No matter if they died or survived
These soldiers of the red, white and blue
Their hearts are always strong and true
They should be honored always from day to day
But we made the current one our holiday
To show that we cared
Appreciated what they've done
And that for every soldier that comes home
It is another battle won
So think about this, boys and girls
Think about what they're doing for our world
It's Veterans Day, be proud <3

Flying

Floating
Flying
Above the world

Soaring
Swooping
Through the clouds

My head light
Along with my heart
Higher with every stride
I fly

Weightless
Effortless
I'd like this life

To be this way
All the time

Up
Higher
Ascending
I go

Feet never touching the ground
Eyes closed
Feeling the breeze
Sweep over me

I sleep on a cloud
Let it take my body
To a place where I dream

Of love
Of peace
Of purity
Tranquility

This is what it's like
To be Free

Other Writings

Hey everyone who reads my blog thing. So through a friend, I recently discovered a really cool sight called Figment. I recently made an account on there and have been posting my other writings, besides just poetry, on it. If you're interested, I would love if you checked it out. And there are also a TON of other great writers on the site, so there's always something to read. So if any of you are interested, look up Mikaela Manzano. Anyway, see ya guys later!

Seasons

Now is a time where things begin to sleep
Where the trees turn to gold and velvet
And much earlier the sky turns pink
The fresh breeze cools us down
From the heat that is no longer found

Ever so slowly, things begin to die
All the beautiful birds must fly
Far away before the cold comes
Before the trees are bare
And ones breath is visible in the air
That time of year makes some want to sing
Of laughter and presents
Of snow and skiing

Others feel the cold
Straight to their bones
They cannot wait for the time
Where things start to grow
Where the sun shines every so often
Making room for rain
It is the time of rebirth
Of flowers blooming
Of birds returning
Along with the warmth
Yet there's still the air
Clean and fresh

That will soon be gone
Replaced with one humid and heavy
With sweltering heat
Where people find comfortable
A difficult state to keep
Yet the sun shines bright
It makes one feel like glowing
Many find it hard
To keep from always smiling

But too soon it seems the cold will come again
The cycle will continue
Until the very end
And some like one better than another
It reflects on their tastes
Their personality
And many others
Times of the year are not something that we control
They are one of the many forces in nature
That we find are truly special

Remembering 9/11

So here's something that people has been posting as their status' on Buzz and Facebook, and I thought it was quite accurate in describing what I'd like to say. So to honor those lost:

On September 11th, 2001, 4 passenger jets crashed by the force of terrorism. The twin world trade centers were each hit with planes, a third into the Pentagon. A fourth plane never reached its destination, it was brought down by the brave souls on flight 93 that made the ultimate sacrifice . Almost 3,000 innocent people were killed that day, along with the first responders to the attacks as firemen,police, and paramedics. Let us remember of these brave men and women.

Eyes

Eyes
They say are the window to the soul
They can be cold, dark
Or warm, inviting
They say what you won't
They define how you feel, even if you don't know
Clear and bright,
They allow you to see the world
In the colors of the rainbow
They're the first thing you see
And the last thing you remember
They shape who you are to others
Whether you're bold or shy
Pretty or not
Loud or silent
The eyes help you see what others want to show you
What you can see is what they want you to think
How they want to be remembered
And if you pay attention,
They can help you see who you are yourself
Simply by looking in a mirror
Sometimes, the eyes can be controlled
You only allow yourself to see what you want to see
But closing yourself to the world is like walking around blind
You really can't understand what's happening
You can't see what's truly going on
You can't take things in
You can't learn
The world is a haze and you're walking in a dream
But you have to wake up
You can't lose reality
You can't lose yourself
Your eyes would be blank
Soulless
White and empty
The image that gives many nightmares
Would you really want to have that?

Tick Tock

Time
Always ticking
Never enough it seems
It's funny how when you want it to speed up
It stops

But when you want more

It's gone

Time doesn't give second chances

It only happens once

And you can never change it

Or get it back

Tick tock, tick tock
Isn't that how most think of time?

The noises of a clock

They're the first things to come to mind
But what about the people
In the days where clocks didn't exist

What did they think?

Was the thought simply dismissed?
Did they think of the sun?
Rising and falling
Warning them of the light and dark
Always approaching
Never failing to show up
In the early morning
Everyone would wake up
Birds would sing

Or in the evening

As dusk sends the world into darkness
Coming out are the creatures of the night
While all the rest sleep their weary heads
Tick tock, tick tock
Again with the clock
Time's slipping away
Mine's almost up

(P.S. I wrote this after I finished with my math final today since I didn't have anything to read...)

Weed

Envy
A poisonous weed
It needs but one reason
One seed
It sprouts and grows
And before you know
It takes control
Turns you cold
Your thoughts become wicked
Acid burns you through
You want nothing less

Than for them to be you

To make them feel the way you do

You want their perfect lives to cease

So that you could be them
So that you could reign supreme
But the weed will merely spread

You would become the victim of hatred

People will think the way you do

They will want to be rid of you
Life is not easy
It's a bitter-sweet song
But like a tree
You must stand strong
You must fight this green demon
You must stop it in its tracks

End the cycle

For it will not last

If it doesn't have hatred to feed on

Pain to make it grow

Fear to urge on

And blindness to not know

I battle on

I don't know how much more I can take

I cannot make even one mistake

I must never let the seed grow

But if it does

I hope you know

Reflection

I look in the mirror and see
There's a girl, vaguely familiar
She's staring back at me
Who is this girl?
I know I've seen her before
She's a teenager now
But there's much more
She's wearing makeup
Mascara and eyeshadow
Her hair looks different
Much more golden yellow
Her shoulders seem to droop
Where did all her energy go?
She used to dance around
Listening to the radio
Where's that smile that she hates?
It seems to be missing
And what are those red spots all over her face?

It's a bit saddening

She's grown so much taller

Not the munchkin anymore

But she's sagging

Her confidence is no more

But still there's something very wrong

She's all on her own

Where did all her friends go?
She used to have so many
She'd play and talk for hours
Now she just looks lonely
Water builds up in her eyes

Tears begin to stream down her face

She starts to shake

And I realize who she is

I am this girl

All grown up

The years went by so fast

But at the same time so slow

I walk away then

Not wanting to see this girl anymore

I don't like her

I miss how she was before

Candle

Lighting a candle

Watching it slowly burn

Hypnotizing to the eye

It flickers, twists and turns

Orange and yellow

The glow is warm

Even though it is small

It fills the room

With a sense of calm

And as shadows dance across the wall

Your eyes are bright

The flame stays strong

You embrace the warmth

The comforting flow

Of energy traveling

To and fro

Hope is like a candle

Lighting your way

Even through the darkest hallway

It keeps one calm

It makes one think

It helps one rise

After it sank

Hope is the light

The one that always burns bright

The one that helps you see

Who you are
Where you belong

When the time is right

It is energy

It is purpose

And it helps you see through the night

Hope is there

Always

Forever

Br​ight

Alone

To be alone

To feel empty

To be in constant fear

Of losing what you had

The ones you once held dear

They're gone now

Or so it seems

That's how it's turned out for me

I'm longing for one person to maybe look at me

They'll say,

Hey! Look! At that girl over there

Isn't she special?

But no one seems to care

That she's sitting alone

No friends beside her

Shunned, ignored

Those people must be monsters

A tear rolls down her cheek

As she faces the truth

She is not wanted

Not perfect

Like the others in the group

She was given a chance

To show her worth

But I guess she blew it

Because she's alone

Writing a lonely poem to the world

Black Widow

He was a spider
I was a fly
I flew right into his sweet web of lies
I didn't struggle
Trusted his words
I was trapped
But wasn't concerned
I was deceived and blinded by words
Until he showed me his true form
A lying, evil, thief of love

A spider that wants to drink my blood
He sucked out my soul
Left me dead
I swore I'd never make that mistake again
I would keep myself guarded
With lock and key
Wouldn't ever let myself fall in too deep.
I'd be more careful
I'd be tough
I wouldn't be prisoner
but instead ally of love.
No longer a fly
But instead a bird
Flying free
I sing my sad song to the world

(P.S. I wrote this in March, while I was reflecting on a past relationship)

More About Me

I sometimes long to have held closer the ones that I loved

And yet, I also wish to have never held on at all

Letting go is like running away from home

You want to get as far away as possible

But at the end of it all

You just want to go home to the ones you love

My heart is sometimes half full

And at other times half empty

It's glued together and scarred

From the times it's been broken and then fixed

But every time I fall in love

A little chip of my heart is replaced

With a little piece of the one I once held dear

Those people I will always love

No matter what they've done to me

Because I don't have enough room for hate

I know one day, that all my dear friends will be gone

Replaced by the grown up life that awaits us all

Sometimes, it's almost like I bring that day closer

I wish to be smarter, more mature than my peers

And because of that

I become less and less like the child I once was

And thinking about it now,

That's the last thing I want

I tell myself that I should be more carefree

But once you grow up

It can be a challenge to become young once again

My poetry, I'm not sure what about it is so special

Is it the feeling? The rhythm? The message?

I will never know for sure

All I can say is that it just flows

It's my form of meditation

Letting out everything that troubles me so

To gain some sort of inner peace


(P.S. I wrote this in February)

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I’m tired of the hatred

And the sadness and pain.

I'm tired of all the puzzles, riddles and games.

Life should be worth living

And yet to so many people, it's not.

What has this world come to?

Friend against friend,

Families falling apart.

Worlds crashing down

More and more breaking hearts.

When will this end?

The suffering, the dead.

The black hanging clouds of loneliness and dread.

The balance that was tipped

But in the wrong direction.

How long will it take to be set right again?

When? When!?

(P.S. Again, this was written in February about my friend)

Flames

There are some things in this world that I'll never understand.

Why children are abused, and so many things banned.

Drowning in sorrow, burning in flames,

Smoke and ashes clouding up the days.

Why is it that some people feel that way?

Why are so many unloved?

Uncared for? Shamed?

No one deserves to live that way.

In a living nightmare from day to day.

A never ending hell, burning them through.

I wish there were no such thing as these people.

What about you?

(P.S. I wrote this in February, and it's about a friend of mine who was going through tough times)

Learning to Live

I don't care if there's a war; I'm not going to fight your battles.

Fall down? You have legs, get up and walk away.

Feeling left out? Push and shove your way back in.

Feeling broken? Get some glue.

Whatever problems you have, leave me out of them.

Life has its down side; you’ve got to learn to live with it.

Me? I'm working on it.

Welcome!

Hey everyone! So Blogger finally decided to fix it's maintenance problems, and I finally created this blog! In case any one's wondering, this blog will be used for my poems. My poems are absolutely from the heart. They explain what and how I'm feeling and I use them to relieve myself of stress and in general they help clear my mind. I'll post a new one every time I write a new one, or in other words, when something new is happening in my life. I'll usually include a picture that I find off of Google Images that I feel represents it the best. I hope you all enjoy and follow along through my troubled life!