Poetry Stuff

Just a few poems I've written these past few weeks. Nothing much to them. Just thoughts and such. Enjoy...



The Day
When I look out my window,
a sunrise is more than that.
It's an red-orange epiphany,
telling me that the good outweighs the bad.
Because darkness is temporary,
like most of life's pain.

That's why we wake up,
to seize the day.
For a chance to chase the sun,
as it illuminates a path.
So I walk the cracked sidewalks,
and see those who came before.

And in class I see my peers,
who I'll never really know.
Because our time together is limited,
so we have to pick who to waste it with.
But if we enjoy the waste,
is it really wasted time at all?

I doubt it. 



Her
Maybe it was the way you looked,
      that first night we met.
Or it could've been your laugh,
      I heard across the room.

But perhaps it was neither,
      instead just me.
Me, looking at you,
      wondering if this could be it.
That love at first sight,
      first love with no fight.
Your voice slipped out,
     and it was the kindest I'd ever heard. 

I'd be crazy to think,
       all these euphoric smiles means nothing.
Because I got lost in your eyes,
       and fell in love with your words.
I listened to every story you told,
      watching your lips dance around.

And I hope you don't know,
        how all of this feels.
A constant bombardment of words and emotions,
       always being kept at bay.
Because losing you would definitely be,
      the one thing that unravels me.

So I sit here content with just knowing you,
      knowing fully well how I feel.
I sit next to you wondering,
      if I've lost my mind.
Or if you already stole it,
      like you did my heart.


Lucky Penny

A lucky penny. 

     Worn. 
Beaten. 
     Spent. 
Thrown around. 
     Dropped and forgotten.

But still, 
     sitting heads up is lucky. 

Any other way,
     it isn't desirable.

So keep your head up.

     Because we're all beat to hell. 

We're all scratched,
      and we're all scarred.

But we're all worth something.

Were such a small part
     of this place we inhabit.

And yet to someone, 
     we can be just what they need. 

Maybe for one day, 
     or maybe forever.

But we won't know,
     if we don't have our head up. 

Because if we keep our heads up, 
     we might catch someone's eye 
           while their head is down. 

And maybe that'll be the day 
     we change their life.