Jun
03

Filed Under (Pashara) by PoetrySpace on 03-06-2008
  • A girl  with a mole name Nicole
  •  Sadden by the  mole that looked like it hurt 
  • A wise old mad said pick it ,it will not hurt!
  • So thats what she did ,gone it was gone!
  •  She looked in the mirror found another on on the other side!
Jun
03

Filed Under (14. HAIKU, Pashara) by PoetrySpace on 03-06-2008

I can feel the love

Not one stressful moment at this moment

I breath stress shake forgotten

May
27
Filed Under (12. CHANT, Pashara) by PoetrySpace on 27-05-2008

I see people to gain {love}

A {love} of people not a {love} to hate

A respect for themselves

I see people to gain {love}

A betoken to know how to share this {love}

My notion of this {love} is going to grow like a tree in the earths core  by

The seconds,minutes,hours,days,months,and years  long life and love

To grow among we the human race

I see people to gain {love}

May
14

Filed Under (09. BLUES POEM, Pashara) by PoetrySpace on 14-05-2008

“Alone in tha streets”

 

i feel like the only human here wit a bunch of bad people around me ,mother,father,sister,and brother and strangers here who cares less about me at all is this what i have to accept as my world ?. it is so dark on the sunny days when the cool summer breeze hit the monsters will play till they win this deadly game of russian rulett with money ,lies,sex ,and deceit am i one of these mutants is this making my world turn every day yes it is! yes it is! that’s whats happening yup and i am a victim who is running alone in these cold streetz.  

Mar
10

Filed Under (05. RECIPE, Pashara) by PoetrySpace on 10-03-2008

A way to get your ex off your mind

one gallon of telling him how you really feel

 

three tons of courage to speak

 

two to three cups of cutting the phone calls two ounces of self restorement

 

three cups of thinking about only you

 

two gallons of losing thoughts of him??????

 

tell him how you feel inside the positive and negative

 

gain the courage to be able to tell him with no hesitations so

 

practice before hand pour in two to three cups of not calling how you used to

 

and mix till its nice and smooth then add two ounces every three minuets of deep self correction till you feel good and put six cups of thinking all about your self and at last

put two gallons of completely not thinking about him at all take all of these mixtures in a baking pan and bake at 365 to your liking.

 

 

 

Mar
07

Filed Under (04. ACROSTIC, Pashara) by PoetrySpace on 07-03-2008
Pizza i love
Apricot i enjoy
Strawberries i love in cheese cake
Hats that give me a charater
Air that i like to breath when its fresh
Roman numbers i love to count
Apples i hate
Feb
11

Filed Under (03. EPISTLE (Response), Pashara) by PoetrySpace on 11-02-2008
because pashara!

all of the lessons that i put you through

is a test I’m not mean nor picking on you

I’m just showing you right from wrong ,

lately you have been doing just fine by me

but you and i know how it used to be wit all the tears

and the times u wanted to be alone I’m proud of the progress

you’ve made sense your immature days to your young women years now

and keep on smiling everyday because i will only be your life once

 

{i choose you for a reason,life}

February ,8 2008

Feb
08

Filed Under (02. EPISTLE (Letter), Pashara) by PoetrySpace on 08-02-2008

WHY LIFE?

The lessons you have been

showing me,sometime

i feel like your being so mean

to me i feel like you picking and nagging and trying

too bore me, but I’m only eight-teen

i know i still have a long

way to go in life! tour lessons

are making me into a smart

women well….also a good human being

and i just wanted to thank you for making me

grow-and making it feel bad at times back then

because now i feel so good waking up everyday and

still smile to show the happiness that you life could not bring out of

the deep inside of me

{your shell the one u picked pashara}

February 8 ,2008

Feb
07

Filed Under (01. I AM, Pashara) by PoetrySpace on 07-02-2008

I AM

 



I AM SWEET BUT SOUR

 

I WONDER ABOUT MY LOVE LIFE

 

I HEAR THE SIRENS IN THE OCEAN

 

I SEE CASTLES IN THE SKY

 

I WANT TO WIN THE LATTO

 

I AM SWEET BUT SOUR

 

I PRETEND IM A SWEET HEART

 

I FELL I CAN SEE THE FUTURE

 

I TOUCH FOUR LEAF CLOVERS

 

I WORRY ABOUT MY GENARATION

 

I CRY WHEN I SEE CHILDREN IN PROVERTY

 

I AM SWEET BUT SOUR

 

I UNDERSTAND WHAT OLD PEOPLE TALK ABOUT

 

I SAY THAT PEOPLE HAVE THEIR OWN CHOICES

 

I DREAM FOR LOVE TO SPRED OVER THE WORLD

 

I TRY TO CONTROLL MY TEMPER

 

I HOPE FOR A GOOD LIFE

 

I AM SWEET BUT SOUR

 

{BY PASHARA PAIGE

 

A*K*A SWEET P

 

JANUARY 30 ,2008