a little jot last night...

[Beautifull]

When you fall, fall hard, so you have no regrets.
When you fly, fly high so you can catch your silver lining.
When you soar, soar far to push yourself further.
When you love, don't forget to fall hard, fly high, and soar far.
That's the best kind of love.

So, not really a poem, but a jot. Hope you like the five lines!

[tailor STATELY]

Enjoyed your jot. I see it as an untitled poem none-the-less.

I have a problem with L1. It makes sense when L4 is revealed, but not alone. For instance my first thought was of when I totter over from a turned ankle, which is frequent and quite painful; for this I have regrets. I can't think of a remedy for this, and it may even be moot, for most readers may find the correct connection from the start. Just a thought, on your jot.

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

[Maximilianus]

Well, yeah, at a very first sight a fall is mostly perceived as a physical accident but in the end, there are more than just one way to fall I'm afraid ... would be a lot easier if it were just an ankle thing

I liked it too, Beau!

[Beautifull]

Thanks for the feedback guys. I did have a problem coming up with how to word that line...I was actually going to go along the lines of "When you fall, fall hard so that your success is greater when you get up" But....that's just a little too long...

[Maximilianus]

Not only would it be long, and therefore break the rhythm, but it would also be quite obvious, pretty much like the classical ""he who laughs last laughs best" or something alike. I think you chose the correct wording in the first version

[Beautifull]

Thanks luvv. Makes me feel better. Now I don't have the urge to try and change the original

[Maximilianus]

Very welcome!

[Beautifull]

Seasons and cycles
and routines and my thoughts
all have one thing in common,
circling, going up and down.

>.< Kinda how I feel right now.

[Maximilianus]

I understand the feeling. Life is such a variable twister we hardly ever know where it's gonna take us

[Beautifull]

I understand the feeling. Life is such a variable twister we hardly ever know where it's gonna take us

Yeah. It's always changing, isn't it?

Here's another one:

Never know
Until you lose it,
What you had,
N how you abused it.

[Maximilianus]

I'll somehow reply to this. In the meantime, I'll place a suitable smiley

[Beautifull]

Can't sleep. Decided to jot down. Felt like rhyming. Blah. What should it's name be?

There was a person I thought I loved,
But what I was in love with was love.
Chasing after what I wanted to think,
Yet what I thought, I soon didn’t believe.
Love’s not what you pick and choose,
More than often, you usually lose.
There’s only once, if you’re lucky,
When you win, but don’t get too cocky.
You may win, but your winnings,
Live, breathe , and have feelings.
Trying to be high and mighty,
You’ll lose that which for you were fighting.

[Beautifull]

A poem. Seems like I express my emotions the most through my poetry.



One plus one equals two,
and two and two equals four,
I only wish it was that easy,
to figure life out more,
because when once it seems,
like it's all figured out,
one little thing,
can turn my ideas foul.

[Maximilianus]

True. Math is often simpler than life itself, although ironically most of life is made of math

[Beautifull]

True. Math is often simpler than life itself, although ironically most of life is made of math

Haha. So true!

Here's another. I put it on fb too:

Thought he was perfect,
Thought he was right,
But I guess I can do better,
And then I'll hold tight.

Lately, since I have nothing else to do but sleep, eat, get on the internet, and think, I've been thinking a lot about the past. That's where this one came from.