Submissions by Yogurt
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
But as a writer poetry is a way for me to express myself in a way that lots of people understand. I think everyone has experiences differently, and I think poetry highlights. this.
The secret rhythm
The rhythm
that you are
born in
is the rhythm you should
live by.
Don't stray from
the path.
The path brings
many rewards.
stay on the path,
bear fruit.
Hapiness is the path.
Go on and step lively.
For tommorrow
will be a knew beginning.
One day you may forget all you know,
but this is not the end.
You will be you
even after the thrushes stop
singing at the park
you once knew.
happiness is the gift
your mother and father
put in to your outstretched hands.
Don't be afraid of the end of things....
that you are
born in
is the rhythm you should
live by.
Don't stray from
the path.
The path brings
many rewards.
stay on the path,
bear fruit.
Hapiness is the path.
Go on and step lively.
For tommorrow
will be a knew beginning.
One day you may forget all you know,
but this is not the end.
You will be you
even after the thrushes stop
singing at the park
you once knew.
happiness is the gift
your mother and father
put in to your outstretched hands.
Don't be afraid of the end of things....
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The unhappiness complex
this life, why must I feel so sad.
why must I hurt so many hearts.
I just want to make you happy.
I will waist away for you. Do you no that?
I... My head hurts. Will this be my undoing.
I do not want this for myself.
But I crave this habitual opression.
Don't you know I'll do anything for you?
I just want to please you.
I self destruct, just for love.
Can I do it?
I don't care if I go insane.
I slowly walk on broken glass.
splinters of wood.
I always want to be the best.
In your eyes.
I love...
why must I hurt so many hearts.
I just want to make you happy.
I will waist away for you. Do you no that?
I... My head hurts. Will this be my undoing.
I do not want this for myself.
But I crave this habitual opression.
Don't you know I'll do anything for you?
I just want to please you.
I self destruct, just for love.
Can I do it?
I don't care if I go insane.
I slowly walk on broken glass.
splinters of wood.
I always want to be the best.
In your eyes.
I love...
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HOW CAN WE KNOW THE UNKNOWN
I love,
I feel,
I learn,
I play,
But I do
Not know.
We know
We are
Right, but
We end
Up wrong.
How can
We
Ever know
More than
This Earth
If we
Don't
Even know
Who we
Are?
Keep
Moving
On.
One step after
Another...
I feel,
I learn,
I play,
But I do
Not know.
We know
We are
Right, but
We end
Up wrong.
How can
We
Ever know
More than
This Earth
If we
Don't
Even know
Who we
Are?
Keep
Moving
On.
One step after
Another...
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