Fire and Ice - Robert Frost

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. 


Fundo este poema en engles clase. Mi mucho gusto! No poder descubrir que el meant aunque. Su rima plan es mas bien!

Silence is Oblivion - Lindsey Brown

The screech overwhelms your brain

As neurons shoot like a runaway train.

It rings through your ears

Drumming for an eternity.

It’s all you can cling to as you drain

Of all sanity.

“My life was in vain.”

Here goes your mind,

The poor, little dear.

This life was far from kind.

Heart thumping, and pumping into a frenzy

Your lungs block up with fear.

You exhale dread. That’s what you’ll find.

Do you know what’s transpiring?

Over and over it screams so loud,

Yet nothing is found.

The loudest scream

That gnaws at your soul.

It flows through,

You see, when exposed it consumes you.

Heir more powerful than foul;

It's emptiness and silence I speak of with such terror.

Did you find your solo sailing any fairer?

Esto es favorito poesia escribo! Yo amor la estructura y retorcida de it. Creo it es escribir muy bien. Yo tambien gustar la secretar it tiene.

A Noiseless, Patient Spider - Walt Whitman

A noiseless, patient spider,I mark'd, where, on a little promontory, it stood, isolated;Mark'd how, to explore the vacant, vast surrounding,It launch'd forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself;Ever unreeling them--ever tirelessly speeding them. And you, O my Soul, where you stand,Surrounded, surrounded, in measureless oceans of space,Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing,--seeking the spheres, to connect them;Till the bridge you will need, be form'd--till the ductile anchor hold;Till the gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere, O my Soul.

Esta es a bella metafora! Describir como sento actualmente. Acentuado ultimamente. Para la pasado  pocos mes' verdad. No me gusta.

I'm Still Me - Amy Vallie

Some say I'm psychotic

Some don't understand

Some say it's genetic

But inside i'm still that man

People assume that I will be violent

Or have a personality like Jeckll and Hyde

People believe that it is a big taboo

But there are others like me world wide

Sometimes I hear things that don't make a sound

Times aromas that are not there

It is hard to concentrate, I drift and drift

Sometimes it's my living nightmare

Receiving Help early gives a better outlook

But i will never escape it

Treatment, medication and help

Has helped me greatly to deal with it

The day I was diagnosed I was only sixteen

I didnt understand what a mental illness was

Poorly understood, misconceptions

What could have been the cause

One of the most common serious mental health conditions

Delusions,muddled thought, hallucinations

Changes in Behaviour

I will endevour

Don't mark me as a Schizo

Or ill or a freak

I've grown stronger inside

I am not weak

So look at the facts before you think it's easy

Labels are for cans, don't place them on me

It is a condition but it will not take over

I will deal with it as did my mother

Me gusta poesia pero conto. Teno mi parte de mental problems. Gente ese juez poder      hacer dano a. Este es amaturely terminado pero yo inmovil gustar it.