Ronora's poems

Author: 
BylykbashiR

I am

I am like a thunderstorm

When I strike, I only cause trouble

I feel like I’m trapped in a bubble

On the outside the only thing people see

It is not the real me

They see someone I want to be

I am like a little kitty

Lost in the big city

But I don’t want anyone's pity

I am like a convertible,

If left open rain can go in

That's why I don't open my feelings to people...

I'm afraid I’ll get hurt

I am like a guitar,

Beautiful but delicate

I let people play with me

But to a certain point

I am like an eagle,

I fly high above the sky to forget what’s happening underneath

I am like winter

Cold and harsh

Sometimes not even the sun's rays in the beach can warm me

I am like Justice Wargrave

Seeking justice

But somehow I end up committing a crime

I am like cake

If you eat too much

You get a stomach ache

Everything I touch I break

Someone knows I’m a black rose...

He also knows I need a reality dose

I’m like night, with no light

But he showed me something bright

So I might

For the first time do something right

 Haiku 1

 

Cars, buses, kids, trees

Singing on the dot, not stopping

People singing joy

 

Haiku 2

Joy, merriness, hope

Sounds of the streets are rhythmic

Defeating evil

   

What makes me happpy?

Absolutely nothing…..

Trapped in this hateful world

Without hope or happiness

Waiting for a chance to escape

 

Its all mystery

No…it’s a nightmare

But maybe…..maybe if people could really care

Then it wouldn’t be so unclear

  

What do I want?

I want to be happy

I want them to not be such big jerks

I want them to stop hurting others

I want them to truly care

  

But then I wake up

And there are so many other people

Who love and truly care

And give me hope that maybe someday there will be true happiness

      

My childhood memory

My little puppy

Is that what I think it is?

Moving in that little box

It was perfect

The sun was shining

The day was bright

Birds were singing

But for a slight second

Because when I opened the box,

Only my voice would have been heard

He was so little, so cute

My first puppy

Happiness was spread around

He was my first little puppy

Laying there in the small box

Was he happy too?