2nd Day of September :)

Hey. I wasn't able to blog yesterday due to many reasons. But here I am now typing again. So, I wanted to make the last day of August memorable that I wrote 2 new poems. And here it goes.

This first one is very close to my heart. I mean, I see things the way I see it. Though not most of the people see it the way I see it, my views don't change. Not clear, right? I don't know. But to make it short, I have a different way of seeing it. An example would be the rain. Some would see it as a tragedy and a waste of time. But for me, I like the rain and it makes me feel all the emotions that I should feel. It tells me that its okay to be sad and to slow down once in a while. But, it is also the thing that reminds me that I like all the little things that this world holds. :p

Clouds

by Me, The Writer

The distant cloud that floats in the sky

It represents a poem of this kind

I still don't know why

They tell me its clear, oh my

Not many people see it the way I do

But they like it, they don't have to choose

It haunts me inside, reminding me that I'd be the one to decide

Oh. clouds looking at you now, I wish you see me that way somehow.

This second one is very appropriate for those who feels the same way about this one person. See, this person is not completely a friend. I don't hate her. I dislike her actions and we had a lot of misunderstandings. Its not only me but also my other friends. We tried helping her but she still is doing the same old things. We do hope to settle this on Friday. I do hope so. :)

Why Can't We Be Friends?

by Me, The Writer

There are many reasons

It seems like I'm the only one trying to make it work

You take everything yet you just hold it in

I'm an open door but you closed me right away

We may not have the same likes but I want us to be friends, okay?

In this poem, I try to convey

What I felt when you closed that door that way

I'm not the only one 

And that's for certain

Please lower your boundaries

So we could come in

That way is to a fresh start

A toast to friendship

The end to the warships that blow

I hope you figure it out

I've got too much to say

I hope we'll all be friends someday

Slowly and may not be right away

The past doesn't matter anyway.

Hugs&Kisses, Jasgiggles28