tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2838872913238604793.post7762088815605722476..comments2023-09-13T16:11:41.199-05:00Comments on Fiction Technician: PAD Challenge - Day 21Reeshahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17387498259078528854noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2838872913238604793.post-87563742505231156652010-04-23T11:01:47.379-05:002010-04-23T11:01:47.379-05:00Day 23's poem:
A New Day Cluttered With Yeste...Day 23's poem:<br /><br />A New Day Cluttered With Yesterday <br /><br />Today may be a new day,<br />And the vibrant sun may still rise.<br />But yesterday’s pain lingers near.<br />Yesterday’s problems never seem to <br />Leave me alone. <br /> <br />Mercy may be fresh every morning,<br />But redemption is hard to acquire.<br />The past is hard to let go.<br />Memories seem impossible to forget.<br /><br />So what does it really mean<br />To start a new day?<br />Does it, CAN it erase yesterday’s pain and suffering?<br />What’s the point of starting fresh,<br />If the things of old won’t quit tempting ones weary soul?<br />And what’s the point of moving on,<br />If truly, we are only blinding ourselves <br />To the painful memories that<br />We can not forget? <br /><br />We may burn a million pictures, but<br />We can never erase our pasts.<br />We can never loose the photographs<br />In our heads.Gracianoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2838872913238604793.post-9241522997230153062010-04-22T16:36:55.925-05:002010-04-22T16:36:55.925-05:00That would be day 21's poem, I posted there......That would be day 21's poem, I posted there... I put a lot of thought into the words, though I only really spent a few minutes to write it. It was written based upon what was on my mind at the time, what I was thinking about. I has a lot of meaning to me. It's kinda like my vision, my warning, my experience.Gracianoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2838872913238604793.post-77059134790946050822010-04-22T16:33:54.845-05:002010-04-22T16:33:54.845-05:00iHappiness
Happiness,
It’s what drives our brai...iHappiness <br /><br />Happiness,<br />It’s what drives our brains.<br />It’ll be the thing putting us in our graves. <br /><br />Happiness,<br />It’s a picture in a frame.<br />Brings a smile to my face.<br /><br />Happiness,<br />It’s like the old man told me.<br />It’s not worth fighting for.<br />It ain’t worth dying over.<br />Like he said,<br />There’s more to life than<br />Happiness.<br /><br />Cause happiness,<br />It’s just a bunch of lies,<br />Tellin us we’ll be alright.<br />It’s just a fake light,<br />Keeping our hopes high.<br /><br />And happiness,<br />It’s in the moment.<br />It never lasts.<br />It’s kinda like the frail autumn grass.<br /><br />Happiness,<br />It’s like a pencil mark.<br />It can be erased.<br />It’s nothing like the ink<br />People make it out to be.<br />It’s never permanent.<br />It never lasts.<br />And you can’t tell me<br />That there is nothing more to life than<br />This.<br /><br />Cause happiness,<br />I can’t place my finger on it.<br />So I threw it all away.<br />All in search of<br />Happiness.<br /><br />So, I guess this,<br />This is<br />Happiness.Gracianoreply@blogger.com