...

2 years
2 months
&& 25 fkn days.

and then what?

Nothing has Changed.

And I thought it was getting better
but apparently not
Freedom was the only thing
I ever sought
Though I'm not getting it
I don't really care
I'm almost getting used
to things being unfair

Tragedy of My Life! (hyperbole!)

Every thought, every word
is what I have to hide
All the things that I've felt
I must keep inside
I wish I could tell you
Let the truth spill out
I wish I could say
All these things
I've found out
i thought silence was all
that I had to face
But now you're starting
to give me some space
Is it 'cause you think
I don't like you too?
Because that is the farthest thing from the truth...

Roses are Red....with extra cheese!

Roses are red
Violets are blue
all I can say
is I love you.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
This might seems strange
but I like you too.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
For every word that I've said
I meant to say 'I love you.'

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Everything around me
Reminds me of you

Roses are red
Violets are blue
The only paths I want to take
Are those that lead me to you

Roses are red
Violets, blue as the sea
I'll never be home
Until your arms are around me


..So apparently I only write good poetry when I am in emotional pain/distress or going through trauma/shock....
This is a combination of both that's why its so good!

Oh My! I Can't Find My Tie!

Oh my! I can't find my tie!
It's not under my bed
..or so my mom said.
I'm running around!
It's nowhere to be found!
I've looked everywhere!!
..even in my hair.
Oh, what the heck
lemme check..
Yup...it's 'round my neck

Teehee :]


co-written by Kayla and Kathy Ho
inspired by: Kayla-Face

Uh-Oh! I've Lost My Toe!

Uh-Oh! I've lost my toe!
Where have you gone?
I last saw you on my lawn..
I miss you so much
Walking ain't fun with a crutch
Now my life sucks
I'm so down on my luck.
Oh! where can it be?!
oh...right beside me..
Put it on with some glue..
Now, who should I sue?
(not my poo...it's broke.)

co-written by lovely nieces : Kayla and Kathy Ho

Oh dear!..Where is My Ear?!

Oh dear, where is my ear?
I've checked the whole place..
It's not on my face :(
What am I to do?
Maybe I should sue...
but who?
my poo?
I'm so immature...
Maybe it's the fur...
Still can't find my ear..
Oh wait! it's right here!
The end..



co-written by lovely niece ~ Kayla Ho.

Road Trip trip squared.

Home...home...home.
Back to my bed
Back to my room
Back to my lovely life
Back to you.
Home.

Road Trip trip!

While your moment of love
Seems to be sent from above
How can you tell
If it was sent from Hell
Like things of the past
Good things only last so long
And in a blink of an eye
Those moments are long gone.

Roses are Red.....Failure!

Roses are red
Violets are blue
My wish on the stars
is to be with you.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I know one thing for sure
and that is I miss you.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
today I've realized
I can't be without you.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
When I look at your face
I'm reminded of poo. <-------that one is mean, I know...but who said they ALL had to be romantically cheesy, eh?

Anticipate

Time goes so slowly
Making its way
Patiently
There is no rush for it
me, however
I am impatient
Waiting has no purpose
Why can't it just come ALREADY!
Every second seems like an hour
Every tick seems to resound for eternity
...The End!

Cancer

Like a weed; a parasite
eating inside out
working its way to the inner core
Germinating, reproducing
Pain would be a mercy
This is not pain
Torturous, harrowing, insufferable
Death cannot come fast enough

Again I Must Ask...

Is it truly better to have loved and lost rather than to not have loved at all? What kind of happiness can ever justify the crippling pain that follows a lost love? Pain that absolutely and entirely eclipses light making a bright sky into the darkest of nights. How can one reconcile with an eternity of a possiblity lost before it ever started? Tell me the rationalization of this heartbreak for I do not understand. It is a hard thing to be filled with a hope when its obvious fate is to be shattered

Dedicated to the love that never was and never shall be.

Oh, Beloved Arm!

There once was a camel named Arm
Who always jumped up in alarm
One day she went crazy
Because she's so lazy
And then she was sent to a farm.

A Rose Has Its Thorns

The nagging voice of heartache
Is it truly better to have loved and lost
than to not have loved at all?
Twisted and snarled are the thoughts in my mind
Confusion is stirring within my soul
how can one's heart give so much and yet
get so little in return?
I am but a shadow to him
I exist but I am too minor to take note of
What shall I do?
What can I do to change your mind?
Nothing
nothing
nothing is what I'll do
and nothing is what I'll become.