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Poetry of Life Poet
Poems Submitted by Ashley
van Deijl
Legends never die and is told
for years
Mousetrap / Stay
You
Legends never die and
is told for years
Uncountable - like people's tears
Tears of pain, sorrow, hate, and grief
Forever searching for something to fill their hearts
and
bring relief
However, do they ever find what they are looking for?
Or do they let people walk over them like they were the
floor?
Not all of us have the guts to pursue our wildest dreams
For once to let people see that all aren't how it seems
That you always have to put up a face, be calm and silent
Not letting out a cry, show the pain and ever be violent
Why does this title ever strike me so?
To be honest - I don't really know
I guess I was inspired by the events surrounding this name
After witnessing these events, I'm definitely not the same
The fall - does it mean water flowing down a cliff,
everlasting and long?
Or is it the way of life for some - people fall and rise
again, making them strong
I once heard someone said: "We all see, but don't always
look"
Trying to find meaning and comfort -
things we can't read
about in a book
We ought it to ourselves and have eternal faith
and never
stop believing
That life isn't one huge obstacle -
that there is a deeper
meaning
It's more a mystery, a challenge and a chance for you to be
Someone great, someone special and not
the obvious people
always see
You must realize that life is beautiful in it's own special
way
Not to see life a living hell, but each morning as a perfect
day
Another chance to make other people happy and smile
To brighten up their day, even if it's just for a while
After all, we're not here on earth just to live and then die
We must be daring, spontaneous, adventurous,
tender and even
cry
For we are all human and needn't be perfect in all
we do and
say
For we are all important in our own special way
MOUSETRAP
(I dedicate this poem to anyone that has been hurt
and left
confused and alone!)
When I look back now all seems so lost
I guess you can enjoy life, always at a cost
That is - loosing what you've always whished for
Now it's just all an empty wound, raw and sore
Inside I knew he'd never be mine
When prosperity was handed out, I was last in line
Then I realized I'm just not her
I thought things were great, I was so sure!
I was not only fooled, but also totally blind
And am so hurt because I'm left behind
Now it's dark and I see no light
And I just should've known my heart was right
Someone that great, don't love people like me
With someone that perfect I will never be
Why isn't there someone to who I can belong?
Is there something about me that is so terribly wrong?
The most pathetic thing that is really sad
Is that I worry about loosing what I never had
I just wish back the smiles and the laughter
Not really for a happily ever after
The thing is; I really liked this guy
He really meant something to me, for he made me cry
I guess he was worth all those tears
For when I was with him, I forgot about all my fears
He had a magical way to brighten up my darkest day
All I wanted was just for him to stay
Now when I look back all is just memories, dreams . . .
Next time, I must remember, things aren't always what it
seems
STAY YOU
(I dedicated this poem to a very good and close friend of
mine)
Every night when I go to bed
I rehears the things we talked about inside my head
The reason for this, I don't know why
That I have feelings for you, I can't deny
But it's not that of love or that of lust
It's more of you're the only one I can trust
I realize time and time again
Having you in my life is like owning an exquisite gem
The one thing that I won't be able to bare
Is if you ever told me you no longer care
You always have this power to lighten up my darkest day
No one can explain it; it's just your own special way
But when I know you're looking at me
There are a lot of things I don't want you to see
The fact that I'm sometimes depending on you
How it happened? I haven't got a clue
I knew the day would come and it's starting now
That you will move on and forget about me anyhow
I guess what I'm trying to say
You won't understand any way
But like each day we all have certain things we just have to
do
Mine is not many; mine is simply to have spoken to you
Poems Submitted by Ashley
van Deijl
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