Poem Literature

                                                                          The Idea of Love                               What is love?                                             Feelings I never felt of                    Nor do I acknowledge it before                        Are the things that I longed for                Tell me, what is love? Family is love          And willing to do anything for loved ones          Maybe we thought it is the sacrifices they made. Loved ones, us. Yes it was. What is love?       Love could be the laughter shared with friends. Of bad jokes, ideas you’d be too   bashful    to   tell anyone else, secrets, stories from the past, and dreams of the future. Of tears, anger, rage, Shouting matches, days, weeks gone by with no conversation, regret, and forgiveness. The quiet moments shared in between the vivid segments. Someone who, throughout all      the         tidal Waves and drought, the summer time and fun, still calls you “friend.” Wh

Boring Class It made me frown None of these classes are fun It made me down It is harder to say than done I feel another hour pass And yet I can't come up with any finds They say our minds are like sponges, but alas Someone had shut the blinds It was really hard to say All of us were yawned There isn’t something better That we wanted to go away We don’t wanna be in class again We want to be free from the class We want to go away Away