today

i always keep talkin bout
PEOPLE...
all my life i talked bout them...
i walk a mile alone 2day...deeep within me...i see pain...
that no person i have ever known has wanted 2 c...
in that closed room i cry
all night
and my tears go unnoticed...
maybe am not alone...
i kept tellin myself...
but today i knw...
its just me...
am all alone...
n life s always gonna be like this...
"what do you want me
to do?"
they ask me...
n i dunno what to say...
all i asked was for a little love
for a little affection
for a little space in their lives...
today i can see that one dream i always
had faaaaaaaaaaaaar away from me...
today was probably just not my day...
but each night i console myself
i tell myself that tomorrow
will bring joy...
but i ve waited 18 years now
...am still living in my TODAY...
love
sne

as i sit next to my window
sipping into coffee
and i stare at the rain drops trickling down
my roof...i feel like the world is a
beautiful dreamy place
filled with happiness n love...for most of us who have
everything the world is very beautiful
indeed...
but then i wonder when i look up
at the grey clouds
not letting sunlight come in
through them...
if the world is so beautiful...
why is there pain...
if the world is so beautiful
why do so many people
still die hungry
if the world is so beautiful
why is it that as each day
passes another dream is shattered
when i look at this old man
carryin a load of burden on his back
i wonder why life treats some people badly
do these people deserve it?
to be slaves o other people?
do these people deserve
no happiness @ all?
and the reality is
no one cares about anyone else's suffering...
cos ultim8ly...
life s a stage where each one plays his/her
own role...
hmmm...maybe some
questions am never gonna get answers to...
love
sne

maybe i can only preach bout stuff...but if i think thats what am good at...thats what am gonna do...my idea is to spread a message...ur idea is to get it!
love
sne

those little dreams...

as she stood there ...her eyes
still reflecting dreams she hasn't dreamt
bout for a while now...
those dreams...tht people broke into
peices...like tiny glass pieces lay around...
n no one wants to look in2...
no one stopped her from dreamin
but her life did!
maybe people who broke her dreams
were her own...
but afraid of walkin against the wind
she gets back to the heavy burden she s
been carrying ever since she walked
a couple o inches
the wind blows her in a direction far away from her
dreams!!!

i ve written this poem, for those little children who have to earn...maybe for themselves...but more for their parents.
they have the right to dream just like us...sometimes i think am so fortun8 to be getting so much that maybe i don even deserve!n as i always say..."i can only preach"...its upto all o us to make this world a better place...n i really hope that someday u n i find time to give these kids just one chance to dream a little!

people...

people...
each day...as i walk past tht street
i hear people talk...
talk bout their lives...
talk bout life in general...
talk bout what went wrong with other
peoples lives...n bout how better off they re...
people talk bout love...
some talk bout hate...
some talk bout today...
n some bout yesterday...
some even bout tomorrow...
am probably jus preachin...but
maybe...even am one o these people...
so i sit n wonder...
if all these people really know themselves...
ya...am sure they talk bout themselves sometimes...
or all the time...
but maybe somewhere they re tryin
to run away from doing...
maybe somewhere they don wanna
face it tht someones better than them...
maybe somewhere deep within...
they re jus scared to want to knw themselves...
so they talk their journey away
and think they passed the test o life...
but these re the people who really got a long way to go...

am jus an 18 year old...but i love n always ve loved obsedrvin other people...n damn...when i come to think of it now...maybe somewhere i forgot to observe myself...maybe i jus ran away from me...!!!
n o one more thing...very few people really understand my works!!!so if u don get it...ur not one o those few lucky ones;)
love
sne