What I Needed To Say

Hope
By: Nancy Vang

life is too short,
a magic, your eyes were there
a passing swiftly vision, the pure
of all that’s beautiful and rare
grudges are a waste of perfect happiness
like a rebel storm blast scattered
the daydreaming that once were mine
laugh when you can
with soothing accents
the features gracefully divine
apologize when you should
and let go what you can’t change
in dark days of enforced retirement
love deeply and forgive quickly
with no ideals to inspired
no one to cry for, live for, love.
take chances….give everything
moments of revival
and have no regrets
life is too short to be unhappy
again, a passing swiftly vision, the pure
of all that’s beautiful and rare
you have to take the good with the bad
smile when you’re sad
love what you got
pray to mute despair and anguish
to vain pursuit’s the world esteems,
and always remember what you had
always forgive but never forget
learn from your mistakes
the features that haunt your dreams
but never regret
people change, and things go wrong
but always remember
life goes on!!!!

A Time My World Change

Adaptations
By Nancy Vang

Moving from place to place
from Cali to Minnesota
the time had changed
it's like radiating heat from the flames of a gas fireplace to sub zero degree frozen ice
dashing through my future
looking for the experience I have not received
felt like I was eaten
still,
seizure on searching
for piles I haven't yet experienced
seems like beautiful to beneficial
still,
past times were the best
moments of content I had detailed
contained several meanings
the beaming I had gained
it gleams of daylight through the cracks
the emitting rays of light
the radiate future I had seek,
previously unseen or unknown
to originate is to begin something new
yet,
gaze at me now
the self image has been discovered

A habit that is found difficult

I like myselve
enjoyed every moments of me
I love everything pertaining parts of me
being me in my own university
love retail therapy lately
not so,
interesting in hoping for wanted and received
my cool personalities and images of myselve
secrets hidden
it's all about me
myself and
I

A lighted heart peace about how to get along with an enemy

Fake your expressions
play along with it
hide your feelings
soul, hate, madness
especially everything inside you
Forget all the hatreds feelings toward a better side of you
close dawn the conflict
opened to a happy suit
take feelings and relocated to elsewhere
where is empty and pretend to be real cool for once in awhile
to be pretend to get along with the enemy
act like nothing did occurred suddenly

Tortured Love w/o Clique

I am so fond of you
too much that it hurted me
a girl with white wings enter my life
I will walk
my way up to you
too much that it hurted me
I had dreamt
we were going to last
until today
what happens?

Tortures Love Clique

I love you
So much with my broken heart
you were like my angel sent from above
I will climb
the highest mountain
just for you
I love you
so much with my broken heart
I thought
you and I were going to be together always and forever
Aren't we meant to be?

A Time My World Changed

Days


Living in Minnesota
Minneapolis, location
yeah
Dupont street
feel like I was beat
back in the days
past time
in school
being who, I don't know
naughty, skippy, well don't participate
things changed
familiar matters
Brooklyn Park, location
yeah
Girard street
feel like I was eaten
in school
being who, now I know
better, slippy, well participate
adaptation occurred
education matters



Questions
1. What are your thoughts about my poem?
2. Isn't optional, understandable, and have a meaning sense of it?