Day Dreaming in Class

The teacher talks
The students talk
But I don't hear
The murmuring voices
I strain my ears
But the sound fades further
My sight goes black
I can't see
Out of the blue
Everything returns
But what I hear
I screams of death
What I see
Is bloody fields
I look on in horror
Then everything fades once again
Senses return to me
And everything is silent
Everyone is looking at me
"Well?" the teacher asks
"Well what?" I reply
The teacher sighs and asks
"Where you even paying attention?"
"No, not really."


Note: this poem is one of many "day dreaming" poems that I have written, all seem a bit repetative, and I apologize for such.

Dragons of Forever

The magnificence of their majesty
They're mystery and terrifying beauty
Soaring in the blue sky
Above the clouds of day
Among the stars
In the black sky of night
Eyes that with hold
The wisdom of years past
Wings that have felt
The winds of time
Talons that have held
The treasure of ancient wealth
Dragons are made of
The dust of the Earth
They've always been here
And they'll be here Forever.

(Note: most of my poetry that is written comes out of boredom.)

Forever In Grief

I can hear the repetitive sound of your heart
I can smell the flowing sweetness of your blood
I can feel the soft texture of your skin
I can taste the salty liquid of your sweat
I can see the complete fear in your eyes
I can sense all of the these as I take your life away
As I drain the thick liquid of your life
I feel regret, I know the sorrow
You'd have been a sweet toy
I would have loved you to the end of your days
But I can't stop, I lose control
You grow heavy, you've lost your strength
I pull away and lower you gently to the bed
Where we made love
My tears fall to your face
you remain still you are gone
My heart is heavy
I run out and fare away
Your memory will remain with me forever
Though tonight will be repeated
And my grief will be increased
My life will never end
I am immortal, living off the blood of others
I'm a Vampire, Forever in Grief


Note: I wrote this out of boredom and no it has nothing to do with the Twilight Saga

Agony and Pain

The agony consumes
Thoughts are incoherent
Burning nerve endings
Scream in pain
Exaushtion seeps in
Eyelids grow heavy
O! to sleep in bliss
Without fear
Without the waking dreams
But the release never comes
The fear remains
With the pain
If only
I could be released
Of all my agony

The Stress of the Day

The day goes on
Minute by minute
Hour by hour
Time to me
Seems to crawl by
My classes drag on
weary minute by weary minute
All I get from this
Is more stress
Plopped on my plate
I feel like I've taken a bite
Too big to swallow
Every day
Is just a stressful event
All I want to do
Is hide from
The stress of the day.

Resisting Temptation

It's been a blah day
My eyelids feel heavy
And the day's just begun
The surrounding people
Talk and talk
But their voices
Fade into the background
Until nothing seems to be there
And I fight to stay awake
Despite my exhaustion
The temptation to sleep
Is simply too hard to resist
But resist I must
And I might survive the day

Day Dreaming

Listening to people
Talk away the time
My mind starts to wander
And my eyes begin to close
When my eyes open
Far below me
I see bloody fields
And many people
Fighting for their right to live
Shocked at the sight
I close my eyes
Everything goes quiet
Opening my eyes
I see a magnificent castle
And small people
Dressed in robes of black
Some laughing and waving wands
Stars of multiple colors dance in the air
My lids grow heavy
And then I jump
I'm back in the classroom
And everyone is looking at me
"Well?" my teacher asks
I reply "Huh?"

Jeesh!

Ever heard the statement "why me?". I bet you have, you've probably spoken the phrase more than once on a bad day. Well, I've had my share of bad days and that was my favorite phrase and I would repeat it every five minutes and it never helped.I've gotten over those bad days and now I just repeat the word 'Jeesh!'. Life is tough and it's never easy, well, not in a consecutive week anyways. There's always got to be a few days that screw with that week that was going so smoothly. So now I say "adios! soyanara!"

Boredom

This is life. It goes by day by day and there isn't anything anybody can do. You follow your daily ruitene and after a while it gets boring! It really gets old and you just want to do something out of the ordinary. And you hardly ever get a chance to do so. There just isn't time. You need the time, the money, and chance. Alot of us don't have one or the other or all three. I certinley don't seem to.