It's such a beautiful night.
Underneath the clear sky,
with shining stars up so high.
The big moon is so bright.
I'll have to say,
this is so great.
Morning just has to wait,
because tonight is better than day.
This night could have been perfect,
if the one I love was here.
If my love was here or even near,
oh it will be such an effect.
I can image it.
I'll be in their arms,
my back wrap by their forearms.
They'll steal my heart like a bandit.
Even if it was ugly tonight,
even if the clouds start to cry.
What I'm saying is not a lie.
You are my love and light.
If I'm neither I will decay.
My heart will die a fast rate,
you kept me going straight.
Your love is more than a bouquet.
If you do let us become connect,
that it will never tear.
We can call each other "dear".
Darling you are the one I'm correct.
It's such a beautiful night.
I'll have to say,
this night could have been perfect.
I can imagine it.
My love, you, beside me.
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This blog is full of short or long poems, short stories or a novel, I also write fanfiction too, it may also has some sweet writing pieces that I have completed in highschool. I'll keep on practicing and I will get better to become a screenwriter in the future but I need your help by commenting my work.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
My Wish Poem
I wish that I was taller like 5’5.
I wish that I was 25 years old.
I wish I was an actress and a screenwriter.
I wish I lived in an apartment in New York.
I wish that I will get an Oscar award for best actress or screenwriter.
I wish that I could fly.
I wish for more peace on the world at least.
I wish for everyone to be happy.
I wish that I had a magic wand to make all my wishes come true.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Descriptive Winter Experience
White, small cotton balls falling gently from the gray sky,
the plants and trees that are going to sleep say goodbye.
Snow fills the streets, roofs and the land;
it looks as if it is a new bed cover brand.
It is so pretty even if the snow on my face is very cold,
if I could stand here forever; “Your crazy” I was told.
Where I am is a winter wonderland but with no fairies,
winter is so peaceful that it washes all my worries.
There is so much to do in this season;
like sledding down a hill with a companion.
After winter melts it becomes spring,
with all the wild birds back to sing.
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