Distant Child

[Kawaii Shuichi]

It's a poem that I got published when I was in 9th grade....

I am the small child
scrunched on the floor.
I am the little hand
reaching out for love that is no more.
I am her tears
that soaks the pillow
as she cries herself to sleep.
I am her fears
crying out in the
darkness that is so deep.
I am her thoughts
wishing that I
could just be alive.

[kenshin25]

What happens to history, when no one is around to speak of it? What happens to our memories, if no one is willing to remember? What happens to us, when no one is around to love us? Are things that are neglected wither away? Disappear, never to be seen or heard again.We cannot just sit, and let this so-called Destiny control our lives. If we want to be remembered, if we want our own place in history...we must make it...

...and if your dreams fade, then make new ones...

Wow, your pretty talented. I liked the other poem better...the mirror one. Your poems dive deep in peoples thoughts, hearts, and desire. You capture the true meaning of emotion. I haven't read such poems that expressed so much meaning, as yours has. I cannot wait till the next piece you wish to write.

[Kawaii Shuichi]

Thanks...
I like the mirror one better too. This one, I wrote in 9th grade but it means alot to me and I have it memorized so thought I would put it down.

[BlackShadow]

i agree that the mirror one is better but this one is good as well.

[kenshin25]

P.S.: Pocky is good, but I like Prez better. They are different...but I like the flavors that Prez have. (mmm...salad...mmm...tomato flavor...)^_^

[Kawaii Shuichi]

o0....pocky!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!