paramore

In memory of Mrs. Root

This goes out to Mrs. Root,
Who thought that by trying to hoot,
She could play the flute,
Under a tree of fruit,
Wearing a boot.

By:Alma Provencio
type:epitaph
source: my brain

When i saw you

When I saw you, you just looked at me.
I smiled at you, you glanced
I waved at you, you just stared at me
I didn’t know my feelings for you then.

When I saw you, you stared at me.
I went shy.
You tried to reach my eyes
I turned them away.
You teased me, I just smiled.
It’s when my feelings came stronger.

I keep on thinking about you,
But you keep on hiding from me
It’s alright for me right now
However, I’m still waiting for you to come to me.

by: Sophonie Cherubin
type:ballad
source:www,poemhunter.com

"My Heart"

I am finding out that maybe I was wrong
That I've fallen down and I can't do this alone

Stay with me, this is what I need, please?

Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to you
We could sing our own but what would it be without you?

I am nothing now and it's been so long
Since I've heard the sound, the sound of my only hope

This time I will be listening.

Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to you
We could sing our own but what would it be without you?

This heart, it beats, beats for only you
This heart, it beats, beats for only you

This heart, it beats, beats for only you
My heart is yours

This heart, it beats, beats for only you
My heart is yours
(My heart, it beats for you)

This heart, it beats, beats for only you (It beats, beats for only you)
My heart is yours (My heart is yours)

This heart, it beats, beats for only you (Please don't go now, please don't fade away)
My heart, my heart is yours (Please don't go now, please don't fade away)

(Please don't go now, please don't fade away) My heart is yours
(Please don't go now, please don't fade away) My heart is yours
(Please don't go, please don't fade away)
(Please don't go now, please don't fade away) My heart is..

source:www.plyrics.com

Stupid Boy

My precious boy, my stupid, precious boy
I know you think I’m just a silly girl
Who likes to tease, to pout, and to annoy
To turn your mind into a savage whirl
I know you think I haven’t got a brain
That’s just the start of your stupidity
I know you feel I’m driving you insane
With vague assaults on your lucidity
But if my adoration is in doubt
And if you think my love is just a game
You haven’t got a clue what love’s about
And, stupid, precious boy, that is a shame
Because in spite of every stupid part
I love you from the bottom of my heart

by:unknown
Type:sonnet
Source:www.sonnetwriters.com

In memory of bobbrelo

Well, here lies a fellow,
Who dressed in yellow,
While trying to play the cello,
To his stone- hearted mellow.

epitaph
by Alma Provencio

Never Let This Go"

Maybe if my heart stops beating
It won't hurt this much
And never will I have to answer
Again to anyone

Please don't get me wrong

Because I'll never let this go
But I can't find the words to tell you
I don't want to be alone
But now I feel like I don't know you

One day you'll get sick of
saying that everything's alright
And by then I'm sure I'll be pretending
Just like I am tonight

Please don't get me wrong

Because I'll never let this go
But I can't find the words to tell you
I don't want to be alone
But now I feel like I don't know you

Let this go, let this go

But I'll never let this go
But I can't find the words to tell you
I don't want to be alone
But now I feel like I don't know you

I'll never let this go
I can't find the words to tell you
That now I feel like I don't know you

by Paramore
type:lyric
source:www.plyrics.com
Alma provencio

Getting to know me

Four line poems seem to have their appeal
all of them being the same length
but have a different flow
Poems aren't round

Jason Elster
Type:Freeverse
source:www.poemhunter.com
Alma Provencio

Music

Music touches all of our lives
like a breeze in the summer heat
soothing, calming, ever new..
we long for its repeat

And if we listen, music can
for just a little while
deliver us from daily woes
enable us to smile

We cannot belittle the effect
the power is too strong
just think about how good it feels
to hear your favorite song

From the first time man beat on a drum
to an orchestra's resound
music has and always will
be able to astound

Like the whistle of a train
echoes through the night
music flows through all our lives
to every heart's delight

Type of poem:lyric
author:steven taylor
Source:www.poemhunter.com
Alma provencio