Just so you know

Just so you know... know what? everything and anything.................That would be pretty deep if it was in a poem and it rhymed. Maybe. Or maybe not. All i know is that this is a name of a song, i forgot who though. Maybe this was Ms.I's favorite song??? How should i know. It seems so vague. Know what? Know that we are alive, or of little insufficient secrets. Im pretty sure the song is about love. I bet it goes something like. Just so you know i love you, Just so you know i long for you, blah blah blah. Those kinds of songs make me really bored, because love is such an overused and non-imaginative feeling that all song writers use. Im not saying they should not write love songs, but not the sappy ones that are out there today. Maybe something with a bit of thought into it would help. Like maybe using the deeper meaning of words, or having a vocabulary bigger than the 3 words, I, love, and You. I really really hate those type of sappy sappy songs that make me want to rip my ears of my head just to stop the pain. While there are some, what i would call sappy songs, good ones, the majority of them are just plain horrible. The ones that actually flow like a song and make sense are the best ones, not just ones that repeat the same line over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over. and over and over and over and over and over and over and over. I think most love songs are like the last 3 lines i wrote, repetative, boring, dull, without any type of rhythm. And when you think its over with the period, then it just starts all over again. I just realized that i tyrade songs with a passion. I dont hate them, just a baby step behind it, but still really close.

Spoken Word

Cold Winter Days


In cold winter days,
when nothing seems right,
a little voice in my head says
just hold on tight.

No birds are chirping,
gone are warm days,
no time for play
when its time for holidays.

I find way for harmony
during my loss,
but all i see is history
knocking by its course.

Every year
the same event follows,
season by season
winter always comes.

Harsh conditions
keep people in isolation
bringing them together
yet further appart.

The snow covered grass
turns into slush and disgust,
the chair once used
now filled with dust.

With nothing to do
and no where to go,
all i can do
is sit and grow old.

Looking at the painting,
waiting for a sign,
waiting till spring
to see my sunshine.

In days of sadness,
without days of joy,
all that comes now
waits till summertime to enjoy.

Now theres nothing to say,
nothing to do,
ill never long for winter
when i long for you.

Someone...Somewhere(group)

On parchment poem goes,
It might not be beautiful
But expresses its descriptions,
They have to, need to
Only comfort comes from the knowledge that
Somewhere someone is writing a poem.

Working in groups

It was really difficult working in groups even though we had similar tastes, since everyone still has a different perspective about how the poem would word. It was a pretty big hastle and we got nothing done.
Anyway, taking words out of the poem was really anoying at first. The poem didnt make sense then, but when i rearranged, it made more poetical sense. It the end, i was happier with my result than with the first time.

Somewhere...Someone...

Somewhere someone is writing a poem,
might not be beautiful
but it comes from heartache,
from lonely sadness
what waits for imaginary friends
Lives in worlds of dark isolation.
Small lights comefrom knowledge that
Somewhere someone is writing a poem.

By:Michael Chyziak
Help by: Elleli and Julia

Things that rhyme with orange

Im pretty sure that Ms.I gave us this topic to make us have trouble in what we will write. Heck, i am having problems. This would be like a trick question on a test. I can imagine the question being "Which of the following rhymes with orange." And the 4 multiple choice options would be A: Black,........ B: Maroon,.................. C: Orangish, and ............................................D: Duck. I can totally imagine having a test with Ms.I and that type of question with those options on it. Actually, i would chose duck just to see if it was the correct one, since its not a color. Anyways, i am not going to write any more about things that rhyme with orange, since i think that the topic is pretty stupid and itiotic. Im pretty sure other people will make up words that rhyme with orange. Hmmm..... maybe i will too. Ok, so ....florange.....bange.......lange......sange.......btw, the endings are pronounced like the same in orange, just so you will not get confused.......kange... haha, kange looks similar to a kangaroo for me. Anyways, back to the topic of things that rhyme with orange. I would totally laugh if somebody's whole post is just a list of words that are close to orange, or are made up just to rhyme with it. SMS. Save My Soul. Ok, sorry for the random pieces of writing, but i just have no idea of what i should be writting.jange.....tange.... tange could be a nickname for tangerine. Like someone would say in a grocery market. "where are the tanges", instead of "where are the tangerines". Maybe i should try to make tange a real word, and be the inventor of a word that actually will rhyme with orange. That would be pretty lame though, since tangerine doesnt come up in a sentence a lot. Maybe if i opened up my own grocery store one day, i would

Do you wanna? (poem)

Always Lost

Always lost,
looking for a way out,
needing escape,
looking for others.
Try to fit in,
while running from the truth.
I need to change,
not those around me,
but im still asking.
Asking people to go to places,
asking them to help me out,
asking them for a friendly hand,
asking for a loving gift.
Forever lost,
in my own struggles,
while i know the solution,
change and be found.

Lonely Teardrops

i dont really know about any lonely teardrops, but i can talk about teardrops a bit. The thing is that almost always when i take a big yawn, i usually tear up a bit. I dont know exactly why, but i do. Also when i am really tired, and i am lying down and watching t.v, but im forcing myself not to fall asleep with all the might that i can muster. Ok. I was kinda lying about not knowing any lonely teardrops, but it was mainly because i dont know how to start my story off, since it involves many other things that are very hard to paraphrase. So i decided to start writing about teardrops, but that didnt inspire me at all, so now i will write lonely and hope that something comes from that. ok, here it goes. I usually feel lonely when i am on a bus by myself (duh). It's sometimes weird though, since when im by myself i just sleep or whatnot to get home as fast as possible. Some days i even look forward to sleeping so i can just have a nice relaxing noise free time. Well, as long as no passangers on the bus are yelling to each other. Also sometimes when im with my friends, i feel like being alone, not because of isolation, but because im usually tired and just dont want to hastle with paying attention. So anyways, i like being alone lots of times. The problem is that that is usually when people are around me, and when i want to be with anybody, noone is there. It's a pretty funny world we live in. I'm sure i am not the only one that this happens to. Maybe i just notice things more when you want the opposite. Like if you want to be with your friends, and your talking with them, you dont feel any specific emotion. But when you do want to talk to the, and you can't, you feel sad and remember it better. I also just realized, this very second, that people remember more from a bad moment than a good one. Some good moments you do remember and never forget, but minor moments you will forget. An example is when someone opens you the door, as long as your not attracted to them, youll forget soon. But if a person closes a door infront of your face, you will most likely remember it for a couple of days if not weeks, months, or years to come. Ok, so now about the real topic, i dont really want to write about it since its kinda personal, so im going to do what i do when i have nothing else to write.

Lost Generation Rewrite (poem)

I am part of a lost generation,
where the children disrespect the elderly,
where the rich look to get richer,
where the powerful find a way to control more.
I am part of a lost generation.
The poor become poorer,
the old become older,
and the weak become weaker.
I am part of a lost generation,
which cares for itself rather than for others,
which good looks bring fame while the other suffer,
which makes decisions based on the now, and not the later,
I am part of a lost generation.

In winter

I love most of winter time. Where there is no school, only holidays and warm treats. When the break ends, there is still a chance of snow, which also may stop school in the middle of the day. Sometimes the break is almost as long as a week........ I also love playing soccer during the winter time, as how it is really refreshing. Although, i feel bad for all the coaches and adults watching the game, since they just have to stand around and watch the whole time while we run and warming ourselves at the same time. I remember that sometimes we couldnt attend mass because of all the snow, and even stepping a foot outside was like going for a suicide mission. Its not like i dont want to go to mass, but its sortof like school. Its fun having a break once in a while, but to long of a break is also not that good for you. The one thing i dont like about winter is how i have to spend all the daylight inside school. Since the sun only lasts for less than 9 hours a day, then it is really really annoying. I go to play indoor soccer when the sun is still bright in the sky, but in only the span of one and a half hours, it turns to as dark as it is during midnight. Another aspect i hate about winter, is that even one snowflake should mean a cancellation of school

Smell (poem)

Down below where everything horrible goes
lies a hidden torture of unwithstanding proportion.
The once new car smell has turned into a garbage dump,
with toxins, poisons, and everything foul.
It reeks and stinks cutting your heart out,
reaching higher, the smell is no more,
reaching odourless and gone of the mold.
A step higher and it's clear as day,
the uncut grass and a pine delight
but it's as high as it goes, since what goes up must come down.
Going lower and lower to the unimanagibly void
with the carcase of the rotting mice
removed only to leave a wretched stench,
that which mimics a maledict.

Man Up!

Up. Reminds me of the movie. Anyways, the manner in which this is spoken in by my friends is when they are trying to pressure me to do something that i dont want to do. An example of this is when we prank call people. I dont usually like to, and one of my friends always says, "Be a Man, the right thing" ( or something in that context, also including man up). Anyways i dont really have much to write on this topic, as most of the times when "man up" has been used in my life, have been about personal topics that i dont feel comfortable sharing. Man up isnt always used as a saying, it can be expressed my just body language. During a game of soccer, the whole team was almost twice my size. I usually try to play very physical since i have to to allow myself a chance with my small body. Anyway, when i tried to shove one of them of the ball, i got shoved back ten times harder, which caused me to fall. After being abused like this for half an hour, i stopped playing so physical and tried to get out of the way of any big challenge coming my way. After a while the coach called my name and i looked at him. Just by looking at him, i knew he ment for me to become tougher and "man up", as you would say. Ok........... now i dont know what to write about.......................... hmm.........maybe like i used to do last year, i will write a few sentences in gibirish and see if anyone will be able to spot them. So aloap oeapn oaen nam; ,nx apoq nhjpa ngkl paoiw y qhm pwoun alnm nzb jals hqp q;fg klajdp bzbi pauh . hapod pk ;lkj aslkjh A hklfhjk0poi wopnlnbzbq iq mn iq nv;ao uhaps wnqke jas. some of the words actually look like they really are in a different language.