Random poems from the Random mind

Here is a poem i wrote about a locker. Its very random but makes you feel like the Locker is a person talking to you face to face. Enjoy :)

Locker F1780

A lone Ranger

One of a Kind
Cannot find another

Just others who are corresponding

There are Scraches

There are Bruises

From all the mishandling

All the neglect

Looks similar to others but,

With battle scars

Signs of Conflict, conquest, and failure

Coded like the rest

Bleeding deep inside

With all the baggage

Secrets kept inside

Never to be told

This next two poems are similar, but about two different things. Hope you enjoy.

"Eyes"

Can you see what you want to see?
Looking to the past, present, and far into time
You never know what you'll see
Looking here, Looking there
Will you see what you want
Or will you see what truely is?
Are you blinded by the light?
Or coverd by Darkness?
You never know what you'll see

Unless you open your eyes.

"Gravestone"

Rest in peace

Till death do we part

Everyone will start crying

While you fly up high.

Will they miss you?

Will you miss them?

Whats beyond the gate?

Heaven or Hell?

What happens when we die?

Will we fly up to Heaven or burn in Hell?

Do we just rot in the ground?

Will we become something eles?

Another person?
An Animal?
A Plant?
No one knows what will happen

Once we
DIE.

The next few are Haiku's about Nature, fire, and the pain our world is in.

FIRE

Danceing bright colors

Sunlight in the burning night

Till the lights burn out

Nature (Sound)

Whispering winds blow

Leaves rusting in the trees

Autum is near

Nature (Taste)

Sweet and sour leaves

Flowers have many flavors

If i was a cow

Nature (Touch)

Soft winds touch things
Like nest and hives with ease
Touching you and me

HELP!!

Save me please, help

For i am dying slowly

From the pain you cause me

These last few poems are Triolets about Sleep, Pain ,and what you see

SLEEP

I love to stay in bed

It's comfterble to sleep

It fills my parents with dread I love to stay in bed
When im there i eat bread
I also count sheep

I love to stay in bed

It's comfterble to sleep

PAIN

My my tears are streams of ink

Thats what they have allways done

People think I'm going to sink

My my tears are streams of ink

I was once into pink

I once loved fun

My tears are streams of black ink

Thats what they have allways done

What do you see?

Look into my eyes

What do you see?

Do not tell me lies

Sometimes you wear ties

Your not truely free

Look into my eyes

What do you see?

Thank you for readin and I'll put more poems and maybe stories up when i can :)