Grown

Seasons come and seasons go 

As time flip away I see the image of myself 

Growing older and wiser 

With figures the same was when I was born 

Just bigger and better

Looking around I see the old blend with the new

With excitement growing in me too

As I prepare to leave 

An become the grown person I am

All about Me

Hey everyone this is Violet2694 sorry I haven't introduced myself yet. I am a person who loves to write poems as you can tell by my blog. I think poetry is another way of venting, ranting, and just basically expressing yourself in general. An I am up for polite comments for improvements so please do not hesitate to comment. But please be nice and open minded about my work too as well thank you!  

High School

The slamming of Lockers fill the halls 

the sounds of people talking loudly among themselves 

with people feet walking along as well 

teachers yelling " Get To Class " 

The Bells are ringing signaling 

Class to begin soon

Students running with books and bags in there hands 

as the hall becomes quiet 

the start of another 

Year begins

ahhhh. the dreadful alarms

The sun as barely touched the darken sky 

Curled up in a ball under piles of blankets 

Is form of a dreaming teenager 

dreaming of flying and driving 

dreaming about graduation 

when all of the sudden 

the dreams shatter 

with a annoying beeping sound 

that sounds all to familiar to her

the sound of reality 

as she stirs a wake to turn the blasted thing off 

she checks the time 

6:30 Am 

As the dreaded number beam at her 

she leaves the warmth of her bed and her dreams 

before leaving she says 

Ahhh. the dreadful alarms ruin my dreams again !

What is Love?

It is a feeling within our hearts  It can never held and it can never been seen  It will never die even if we do  It’s like the wind never to stop but ready to start  Love is neither words nor thoughts  Its actions within ourselves  It the truths that holds it strong  Love is never selfish but it’s never generous  It neither willing to give or be given up  It’s a quiet whisper for only those who listen and wait Love is everywhere and everything  Its birds in the trees and rocks in the grounds Love is something that can never be replace  But it can never be destroyed  Love is something we all must need  For if there is no love  Life will have no point  Love is hard to find  But love can be found  In the deepest places in our hearts  In people and nature

My Room

Yellow Chai Latte wall 

With Mable Brown furniture along 

with brown boarders 

at the center a red rug to make things pop 

hanging on the wall cards 

from birthday to Christmas

and below the cards 

is a bed 

with 4 blankets and 2 pillows 

and in it me sleeping and dreaming  

Celebration of the New Year

The Sounds of Firecrackers popping the sky 

With voices of children laughter fill the streets 

roads so crowded you could barley see 

reds Lanterns hanging along the streets 

When all of sudden the sounds of drums starts bang 
fills the streets 

soon the streets are quiet 

the crowds stop and turn to see 

the dance of the dragon with excitements and joy 

for many its the remembrance the past 

for some its for the present 

the old and young both turn to look at one 

at another 

as the handing of red envelops begin 

Happy Chinese New Year!!!

Everyone! :-)