Vaya's poetry.

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I love to dream. Although this poem I feel like its one of my worse ones.

since me myself is a dreamer... i think its okey 😄

Thank you 🙂

Little turtle why are you scared?
Don't you know the worm is not scary.
It may wiggle, but its not hairy.

Little turtle why are you scared?
Can't you see the other turtle is friendly.
Maybe he just wants to play, and he does not smell.
So why do you run away?

Little turtle why are you scared?
Is it something I wear.
I give you food, and you still run.
Don't you know I'm just here for fun.

Little turtle don't be scared.
You are my turtle, so please don't run.

hahaha! funny and different.

Thanks 🙂

Alone in my room
and thoughts of you.
How could ever be so good?

You are inside of me.
Dreaming with me.
I know you are my love.

Missing you for real.
It has not been long, but it seems so long
When will you hold me again?

These thoughts of you keeps me dreaming.
Thinking of how you hold me so tight.
and how I love you so much.

Can it get any better than this?
All I want is for you to hold me, and keep me.
Dreaming of love, and how I am blessed.

So hold me again! and keep me for real
Your my love, and lets keep it like this.

very very cool.

😊

In a World where love never ends.
Dreams never fade.
and the clouds look like clay.

I see you everyday, and in every way.
Where there is only us, and all the creatures that are around.

We play all day, and kiss in the rain.
Never sad, or gray.

Acting like children, but in fun sort of way.

Embracing each other each, and everyday.

Never tired. Never bored.
Keep on playing, and Embracing until their we are no more.

All alone. Without a care.
Only creatures around us.

In a world like no other.
Were we can love each other.
Were the creatures roam freely
and we play like children.

It's all so cheerful here, with you here.
All the sudden I began to wake, and the world begins to fade.

If I want to go back. I know just what to do.
and i think I shall. It's my life, and I dream of world that is like no
other.

The most important part is I dream, and remain with you.

also very cool. haha more please! i want thirds! hahaha😉

A boy who is all lone.
Only thinks of his troubles.
Lost of love one, only makes his pain close to him.

He has no one.
Alone, and down.
See's a way out, but not sure what is right.

Thinks of all his pain.
All the pain, and the love one lost.
He wants to end his pain, but does not know if its right.

Holds a gun to his head, and thinks to himself
He thinks to himself.
Alone, and scared.
Wants to get rid of this pain, and his life.
Not sure if its right.

Who will help him?
He is not sure that its right.
Is there anyone one to tell him?

He pulls the tigger, but not at himself.
He pulls the tigger, but not at himself.
Lost, and scared.

Does not know whats right?
Did anyone not tell him..
Tell him their was father..

It was to late.
He pulled the tigger anyway.
but he was not sure it was right.

Was their anyone their to tell him?
That there was another way to end his pain, and to tell him
of his father.
It was to late.

Originally posted by vaya_the_elf
A boy who is all lone.
Only thinks of his troubles.
Lost of love one, only makes his pain close to him.

He has no one.
Alone, and down.
See's a way out, but not sure what is right.

Thinks of all his pain.
All the pain, and the love one lost.
He wants to end his pain, but does not know if its right.

Holds a gun to his head, and thinks to himself
He thinks to himself.
Alone, and scared.
Wants to get rid of this pain, and his life.
Not sure if its right.

Who will help him?
He is not sure that its right.
Is there anyone one to tell him?

He pulls the tigger, but not at himself.
He pulls the tigger, but not at himself.
Lost, and scared.

Does not know whats right?
Did anyone not tell him..
Tell him their was father..

It was to late.
He pulled the tigger anyway.
but he was not sure it was right.

Was their anyone their to tell him?
That there was another way to end his pain, and to tell him
of his father.
It was to late.

umm.... whoa. being that I have sat with gun in mouth, this poem hits hard....

Lets hope that never happens again

hahaha..... well, I try to keep myself in line, and positive. having loving friends like JJ and all helps alot! 😉

🙂

Life seems to hard when you are not near.
Where should I go, and where shall I stay?
All I need is your embrace.

Keep me close, and hold me tight.
Don't let go until I die.

All things are clear when your near.
So why do I fear?

Heartaches are hard.
So lets not end.

Fear is not my friend.
When you are close everything is clear.

So hold me close, and hold me tight.
Don't let go until I die.

Originally posted by vaya_the_elf
Life seems to hard when you are not near.
Where should I go, and where shall I stay?
All I need is your embrace.

Keep me close, and hold me tight.
Don't let go until I die.

All things are clear when your near.
So why do I fear?

Heartaches are hard.
So lets not end.

Fear is not my friend.
When you are close everything is clear.

So hold me close, and hold me tight.
Don't let go until I die.

very lovely.......very lovely indeed.

Thank you 🙂

Glad to see you online again.

The rain it falls so gently.
Even as it falls I still hear the birds.
The still sing of songs no gets.

As I hear the thunder, and see the rain.
I still hear those birds, and their songs.

Now the rain starts to pour, and I barely hear the birds.
Wonder what they are saying? Wonder if they are scared?

I only hear one bird as it begins to really pour.
That one little bird is keeps singing, and it never stops.

What would it be like to be a bird?
Would you keep singing?

Yes.
I'd like to think I would.

When it pours lets hope I would.