This Is Me Poem Novels & Stories

❤❤❤❤❤ ♪♪♪♪♪♪“Let out hearts stop and beat as one forever Draw me a smile and save me tonight I am a blank page waiting for you to bring me to life Paint me a heart, let me be your art I am a blank page waiting for life to start itself.”♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪ ★★BELLA★★

I definitely need to get out more. I use the break to go to the bathroom, where I splash water on my face. Other than dark circles under my eyes, I don’t look too horrible. My straight black hair is pulled into a tight ponytail, no muss, no fuss. I have high cheekbones and dimples, like my mother, with almond-shaped eyes, a gift from my Chinese-American father. I guess I’m pretty. Even in a lab coat, my curves are obvious. Not as full as they would be if I ate regularly. But under the white fabric is a woman’s body. Enough to entice skeevy security guards. Enough to draw Santiago’s attention.

Especially recently. In fact, poetry is the only thing I've written in a year. I guess I now believe that you're actually 17. Bear in mind that if you're a liar, and you're some creepy stalker here in Colorado, and I find out the truth, I'll release my guard dog on you. He's a German Shepherd, and he's really huge, so be warned. (I'm trying to be playful here, but I am serious though.) I won't say anything regarding the whole "mentality changing" thing, or about us being alike. Because I'm pretty sure my words would have the ability to make you see things differently, and I don't want you disappointed just yet.

he barked at me over his shoulder. Pride aside, I didn't need to come home completely soaked and frozen to the bone. I was already cold, and I hadn't even gone outside... So I hesitantly agreed, "That would be nice, thanks." I walked over to the couch, where I sat down and started to put on my shoes. At that moment, the very familiar song thirty seven Stitches by Drowning Pool blared through the apartment and I froze in place at the words I knew by heart: “See me sitting here? I'm waiting for you to say something. I kick rocks with my head down. I'm kicking stones on the way down to hell, waiting for you to say something...”

Jo tu mila to saji hain Duniya meri humdum O aasma mila zameen ko meri Aadhe aadhe poore hain hum Tere naam pe meri zindagi Likh di mere humdum Haan seekha maine jeena jeena, kaise jeena Haan seekha maine jeena, mere humdum Na seekha kabhi jeena jeena kaise jeena Na seekha jeena tere bina humdum He finished and pecked my lips. I didn't realize I was crying. Everyone started hooting. I am sure few must have fainted by now. Oh god! Now, the entire college knows we are dating.

MASTERPIECE I'm not sure, What this is. But I write, Because it's to me, An escape, From reality. Believe in the stars, See yourself in the clouds. You're the most beautiful being, In your universe. You're the light, The one that overwhelms darkness. See yourself through the mirror, Of my eyes. You're the radiance, The stunningly extraordinary, The one often called ordinary. But you're different, Can you feel it?

Me I am also tattered Shattered Am I No it’s just a bad in dream What I get Is living life Like a different being Dirt makes me look clean Cleaner than many In life’s stream But I will repair self And also mend Parts of my shell Come celebrate this day With me Sounds silly It’s strange life ways We don’t know When we are meant For another weep So smile this day With me I again repeat Come orange mangoes Come bananas kiwi Come let’s eat with me I share food For not in food But in your human life I more believe I have little more money I will give what I hold I am at top today within Just a smile away From destiny Don’t break my day Let me too smile From within My way Enjoy sun rise again What

"Shoot me," Kim muttered under her breath as she stared blankly at him addressing the students. Maybe she was hallucinating, she raised her finger to her skin and pinched herself hard in an attempt to snap out of her trance, but he was still standing right there in his glory, his plump pinky lips moving perfectly like it's being automated by a system or something. Never have she seen someone that complete before, he had the look of a fallen. angel. Kim could hear the other students gasping and gushing over his magnificence.

He asked. I scoffed wondering if he was expecting me and the kids to starve and experience total misery... POEM BY MERCEDES. You are the sun that shines brightly throughout my day. You are the gravity that holds me down in every way. You are the moon that shimmers throughout my night. You are stars that glimmer oh so bright. You are the oxygen that keeps me alive. You are my heart that beats inside. You are the blood that flows through me. You are the only guy I can see.

In anticipation, that one day you will see me. The world surrounds you for your outer beauty. But look through my eyes and you will see a different story. (The poem is not mine) India. My mate. My love. My soulmate. I know something very bad has happened to her. Very bad memories are imprinted in her heart, which are like a scar in her life.