Poem Thread

[Pop-Rocks]

I try to see through tears And ask myself why,Why do I feel alone? Why do I cry? Why do some people Say that they care,And when I need them most,Are never there? Why does it keep raining When I long to see the sun? Why can't I smile? Why can't I have fun? Why am I confused? Why can't I fit in? Why is it so hard To keep up my chin? Why don't I believe Things will soon go my way? Why do I have to lie When I say I'm okay? I softly dry my tears And ask myself why,Why do I feel alone? Why do I cry?

[Yosemite_Wolf]

pops... dont cry.. you have friends.. me, messy dodge, .......................

[Pop-Rocks]

Yeah I know that is what everyone says.

[Pop-Rocks]

I am worried Wyoming Girl is no where to be found. I talked to her 3 weeks ago. We had a great conversation and now her phone says she is not taking any more calls. I hope she calls me soon.

[Kahlua Kid]

Hey Pops, I'd be worried about her too. What do you mean not taking any more calls? Like her voice mail is full?

I know you said yesterday that you wanted to start a thread like the lyrics thread - where Poems would be posted by others so here's one of my favorites...

My mother fought and fought to raise us 2 kids on minimum wage, we had hand-me-downs, and clothes were on layaway at Kmart for months, and didn't have a lot of extras really. But she encouraged us to keep going and do your best... and so, this poem hits home with me.

Mother to Son
by Langston Hughes

Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
Bare.
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So, boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps.
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now—
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.

[Kim]

Originally posted by Pop-Rocks:
I am worried Wyoming Girl is no where to be found. I talked to her 3 weeks ago. We had a great conversation and now her phone says she is not taking any more calls. I hope she calls me soon.
I think friends are like teeth. When they hurt you, they hurt like hell, and when you lose one, there's still a big hole no matter how many others you have. http://oakhurstonline.com/icon/cry.gif