Is She

Is she what I need, or merely what I want?
Is she the one for me, or the one to be forgot?
Is it she whom I'm in love,or is she just a passing thought?

When will I know if my love for her is true?
Should I pass on love, or should I let love pass on by?
When will I know if my mind is right?

Can I solve this conflict? Should I even try?
If I try to ask, if I try to try
Or if I sit back and try her to try my tries?

Will the light of love ever see my eyes?

A Snowflake

Today, a snowflake
Fell on my arm without a sound
A beautiful, profound snowflake
Like no other around

A piece of frozen bliss
Sublime Sublimation
Heart of icy resentment
Stinging fists of cold sensations

A snowflake, today
with It's frosty spikes
Is something, not to be feared
But to give me respite.

Fields of Bliss (Old work)

And her eyes sing to me
While we're sitting in the tree
And I hope that she will see
What I can really be
If she just came to me and said

I love you
And I
Always will
Hold you
So tight
In the chill

That fancy dress you wear
That bun in your hair
And the beauty of your smile
The flower necklace worn around you neck
Your beauty will succeed
against all of my deceipt
Because all I want, is to see your smile

And her eyes sing to me
While we're sitting in the tree
And I hope that she will see
What I can really be
If she just came to me and said

I love you
And I
Want to be
With you
Forever more

And her eyes sing to me
While we're sitting in the tree
And I hope that she will see
What I can really be
If she just came to me and said

All I wish to see
Is you with me
Dancing together
In the fields of bliss

An introduction

Hello, my name is Adam. I am 15 years old and live in Calgary, Alberta, Canada.
This is my blog.
The main content of my blog will be poetry, mostly written by me and perhaps a few rants in between.
I hope you enjoy.

Adam