Ballin the Poetry

Wed, 16 Mar 2005 03:57:37 GMT

this is impromptu... just started thinkin of it... no planning

why is the cloudless sky blue?
why are thorny roses red?
why is swampy grass green?
why do young people die?
why do i still want you?
why is my love always dead?
why do i have to be so mean?
why do i always feel not high?
these questions i ask time to time,
trying to clear the troubles of my mind.
thinking and pondering what i will do
the moment that i quit falling for you

Sat, 12 Mar 2005 04:52:48 GMT

soon to come, publications of nate and corys book of poetry depicting the life story of some teenager soon to be decided. will be excellent poetry

Tue, 08 Mar 2005 05:03:04 GMT

stumbled across this old poem...written a year ago... has been edited to conceal the person it was written about... i dont want to lose so i am putting it online... please do not think it reflects any current feelings

"ego semper es amo tu"

One week ago
On this late late night
Where I stay up early
Dreaming of the worst fright
I remember the things I said
And regret the things I had done
I picture my baby’s face
And I wish that I was dead

I had mademany mistakes
And now I am broken
For all the pain that I have caused
It is a burning token
For I never meant to lose you
And I hurt the things I loved
I cannot erase the miserable past
And so you look for some one new

I wanted to bring you back
And we agreed on a new future
Not now but in due time
Having you is the greatest pleasure
But you want to forget me
Forget all that I am
Forget your reason to get up
But nothing will waken your heart

Nobody else will write you these poems
Nobody else will say that they love you
And mean it when they say it
You yourself say there will never be
Another guy capable of replacing
This loving son-of-a-bitch
Whose only failure has been me

FORGIVENESS

Tue, 01 Mar 2005 02:23:59 GMT

FORGIVENESS
arranged by me

You forgive me for liking you too much,
And I'll forgive you for not liking me enough.

You forgive me for missing you so,
And I'll forgive you for being so cold.

You forgive me for the loud racing of my heart,
And I'll forgive you for not hearing it.

You forgive me for playing your games,
And I'll forgive you for toying with my emotions.

You forgive me for finding you so attractive,
And I'll forgive you for not noticing.

You forgive me for raising you up so high,
And I'll forgive you for bringing me down so low.

You forgive me for wanting to be with you,
And I'll forgive you for avoiding me.

You forgive me for being so pathetic,
And I'll forgive you for taking advantage of it.

You forgive me for not being able to let go,
And I'll forgive you for never having latched on.

You forgive me for having hopes and dreams,
And I'll forgive you for crushing them.

Forgiveness brings inner peace.
Do we have a deal?

Sat, 26 Feb 2005 15:38:59 GMT

its been a while... heres an update

four months left and then i go
to leave this world behind
and i have one last wish before i leave
that is to have you mine
do what you must; it happens sometimes
and i always respond with these sad rhymes.
i always seem to have this bad timing
resulting in sadness, jealousy, and crying
but its something im used to
one day you will feel it too
and have the world to look back on
and realize you must act before its gone
everything grows old and dies someday
the sun and the moon do it the same way
the flowers bloom in spring; die in fall
and death is a feeling shared by all.
so why wait for the moment of joy
when it will just fade to sorrow
age will wither your feelings
and your love die tomorrow.
act now i say this moment this day
to bring true happiness to your life
do what you truly want
and do it to your utmost being
because when tomorrow comes
you could have just been dreaming

o cory, quit being a fool
what you once thrived in is dead and gone
and will not return to you. accept this fate
and plan for the future. somebody will always
come. you are loved by many, though persued by few.
remember that when your age of depression comes
start to build a boat

new poem

Wed, 12 Jan 2005 00:04:55 GMT

every time you swear youre mine
shivering and sighing;
and when he vows his passion is
infinite and undying;
one thing i know is this
one of you is lying

Sat, 21 Aug 2004 23:50:50 GMT

*Hell Eye In The Sea*

i think it quite ironic
that nobody ever seems to care
they always seem so lost
eyes blank in that empty stare

you seem to dwell always on wrong
never what we do that is right
so how can we feel praised
if we are negative in your sight?

am i really that BAD of a person
to care so dearly for you
so that you can tell me off
and make these rumors true?

i look out for strangers in the dark
and i ease the tensions before they start
but you only see the side in present
not what will happen to the heart

these pains that i endure for you
should not be on my shoulder
they should be rewarded for now
atleast until you are older

maybe then you will thank me
for the negative influence i am
maybe you will see how bad i treat you
maybe i will be just another 'damn'

sah vah tee ek

Sun, 15 Aug 2004 03:37:39 GMT

The Drum Major

i used to think you different
high and above the rest
but i see you now a figure
that none alone can test

we are very similar
two of a kind indeed
we drink paste from a filthy cup
what more could we need

but you are a poetic genius
and i a hopeless romantic
we both live scatterd lives
each that make us frantic

ill c you around
ex class of oh four
good luck oh seven
god has opened your door

i owe somebody a poem

Sun, 15 Aug 2004 03:32:16 GMT

An Ode to Alyssa

a person who i hardly know
and one ive never seen
of the day i finally meet her
i can do not but dream

shes a crazy cool blossom
who does not know shes cool
but now i can finally tell her
cuz we are back to school

in the hallways or yet outside
she sees me from a glance
but every time she walks by
she has always missed a chance

lalalala la lalala
i dont know you well
i had better quit this rhyme
before i go to hell

Thu, 12 Aug 2004 20:32:05 GMT

something is wrong
and i dont know what
man this excitement
is a pain in the butt

my heart is broken
this song is so true
maybe i broke it
maybe it was you

everytime i check
the same thing occurs
after 75 beats
my heart throb blurs

somebody has broke me
and dont know why
i sure hope i dont
get a heartache and die

to the freak who commented in my journal from newyork

Tue, 10 Aug 2004 20:28:48 GMT

Of Malcairad

sorry dude but you left a post
and ya know that i am the host
so you get what you ask for
a comment from a whore
this is your poem you sick little freak
you search for guys who have blueball
you even said your penis was 3 times to small
i have never even met you
and nor do i want to
you scare me from a distance
no other circumstance
if you dont like my journal
see yourself out
you dont have to read it
so dont whine, bitch, or pout

Biancas poem

Tue, 10 Aug 2004 20:22:26 GMT

ME FIRST! <<<thats what its called you dork

me first me first

for trumpet players i shall always thirst

they run here they run there

god i want them in underwear

everywhere they go

ill be there fo sho

im addicted cant you tell

skanky hos go to hell

jk b... i love you dearly my favorite sister

heck ya you have always called me mister

i hate the day that i will leave you forever

but i will find my way back soon or never

you are one of the coolest ppl the world has seen

you can be loveable laughable or just mean

but no matter what the world thinks of you

just know that my heart and love is true

you are so special that you even get two! (poems... not trumpets)

YOUR VERY OWN PERSONAL POEM

Tue, 10 Aug 2004 20:14:38 GMT

new thing... i am gonna write a poem about everybody who wants one... so if you want me to write you a poem.... which i advise you taht you do want... i write excellent poems... comment here, and i will have it posted as soon as i write it

Im Blueballin it
and guess what
i dont give a sh**

blueballin it

Tue, 10 Aug 2004 19:29:22 GMT

you said that it would be best to wait,
but my heart still burns and my head aint straight.
things change their course every day,
and nothing ever stays quite the same way.
if we truely share a similar brain,
why the heck have i gone insane?