April Rain Falling on the Hills and Other Thoughts & Poems
by April M.
April Rain Falling on the Hills
April rain falling on the hills
Reminds me of first falling in love
Soft at first
Then gradually harder
Sweeps me off my feet
Takes me to places I've never been
Has its ups and downs
But nevertheless beautiful
Who Am I?
Be yourself, they say
You are unique
I've tried to be
What evryone wants me to be
There is no "me"
I've come to realize
I had no personality
A chamelion
Changing for people
A quest, a search
For individuality
And on my journey
I ask:
Who am I?
Who am I trying to find?
How can I be myself
When I don't know who I am?
That's Life
All the little hurts and pain
Seem immeasurable
They're in your mind festering
And it makes you miserable
"But that's life" they say
"Make the most if it"
You agree but it's hard
The choppy waters of sorrow
The turbulent skies of love
The sting of rejection
But it's all part of growing up
It's enough to drive you mad
But realize it's okay to feel
Love, rejection and sad
Express yourself
You'll feel fine
Because in life
These things heal with time
VIOLENCE
Guns are shot
Shots are fired
The violin moans in the backround
A morbid hopeless tune
Knives that pierce
School is an arms race
Madness begins to set in
That long black cedar box
Lined with silk
The ground meets another
No one's safe
Or so it seems
But is there hope?
The realization
That we mustn't kill
We will finally see
But when we do
Will it be too late?
Fame
Who's that creeping up to me?
Knocking at my door?
Reporters want to interview me
How could I ask for more?
Glamour, glitz
Fame and fortune
High life, cash for me
You can get all you can see
But with all the stardom
Comes a price
Like Russian Roulette or rolling dice
Would I give it up for a normal life?
Whatever "normal" is
Ordinary girl in an ordinary world
If I could go back in time
Would I have signed the dotted line?
Dream come true and mine to revel
Or contract of my soul
Which once was free
Now sold to the devil?
If I...
Would you think I was pretty
If I dressed like a star
A real "hot child in the city"
In a real nice car
But what if I don't
If I had a big nose
Talk to me? You won't?
Is that how it goes?
How about no car
And a great scar
Would I be inlikable? Unattractive?
Would I be defective?
But what if I looked like Tyra Banks?
Looking good in tight jeans and tanks?
Ugly or pretty
Fat, short, tall or thin
There's something you should know
Beauty come from within
The Tunnel
Life begins in the dark
We gradually find our way
Find our way to the light
Through choices we make
A journey, a mission
Knowledge we find
The voyage doesn't end
Till our life ends
We go on
We absorb
Divide and conquer
We love, hate
Learn, procreate
Lost in Memories
My soul is drowning
In what seems to be shallow waters
Deep within my being
I can't seem to reach the top
I am lost
In a mirage of memories
Faint recollections and reminisces
Of past pleasures
Now that what truly counts is gone
Will I be trapped forever?
Oblivious to the light of day?
Or is there a way out?
Past, present and future miseries
Flooding my mind
Like torrents without a dam
Running wild in my heart
I Think of You
When I see the golden sun
Or witness some great phenomenon
I think of you, I think of you
Either dusk or dawn
However I begin to fawn
I think of you, I think of you
Could it be more beautiful?
Sweet sustained and dutiful?
I think of you, I think of you
Celeb Thing
What is a celebrity?
Someone with money and prosperity?
They're people like me and you
Hey celebs
Respect your fans
Shake their jands
Actors and bands
Kids, they love you
And some are dying
Hoping praying, wishing, whying
What to do
And remember their last wish in this world
Was just to meet you
April rain falling on the hills
Reminds me of first falling in love
Soft at first
Then gradually harder
Sweeps me off my feet
Takes me to places I've never been
Has its ups and downs
But nevertheless beautiful
Who Am I?
Be yourself, they say
You are unique
I've tried to be
What evryone wants me to be
There is no "me"
I've come to realize
I had no personality
A chamelion
Changing for people
A quest, a search
For individuality
And on my journey
I ask:
Who am I?
Who am I trying to find?
How can I be myself
When I don't know who I am?
That's Life
All the little hurts and pain
Seem immeasurable
They're in your mind festering
And it makes you miserable
"But that's life" they say
"Make the most if it"
You agree but it's hard
The choppy waters of sorrow
The turbulent skies of love
The sting of rejection
But it's all part of growing up
It's enough to drive you mad
But realize it's okay to feel
Love, rejection and sad
Express yourself
You'll feel fine
Because in life
These things heal with time
VIOLENCE
Guns are shot
Shots are fired
The violin moans in the backround
A morbid hopeless tune
Knives that pierce
School is an arms race
Madness begins to set in
That long black cedar box
Lined with silk
The ground meets another
No one's safe
Or so it seems
But is there hope?
The realization
That we mustn't kill
We will finally see
But when we do
Will it be too late?
Fame
Who's that creeping up to me?
Knocking at my door?
Reporters want to interview me
How could I ask for more?
Glamour, glitz
Fame and fortune
High life, cash for me
You can get all you can see
But with all the stardom
Comes a price
Like Russian Roulette or rolling dice
Would I give it up for a normal life?
Whatever "normal" is
Ordinary girl in an ordinary world
If I could go back in time
Would I have signed the dotted line?
Dream come true and mine to revel
Or contract of my soul
Which once was free
Now sold to the devil?
If I...
Would you think I was pretty
If I dressed like a star
A real "hot child in the city"
In a real nice car
But what if I don't
If I had a big nose
Talk to me? You won't?
Is that how it goes?
How about no car
And a great scar
Would I be inlikable? Unattractive?
Would I be defective?
But what if I looked like Tyra Banks?
Looking good in tight jeans and tanks?
Ugly or pretty
Fat, short, tall or thin
There's something you should know
Beauty come from within
The Tunnel
Life begins in the dark
We gradually find our way
Find our way to the light
Through choices we make
A journey, a mission
Knowledge we find
The voyage doesn't end
Till our life ends
We go on
We absorb
Divide and conquer
We love, hate
Learn, procreate
Lost in Memories
My soul is drowning
In what seems to be shallow waters
Deep within my being
I can't seem to reach the top
I am lost
In a mirage of memories
Faint recollections and reminisces
Of past pleasures
Now that what truly counts is gone
Will I be trapped forever?
Oblivious to the light of day?
Or is there a way out?
Past, present and future miseries
Flooding my mind
Like torrents without a dam
Running wild in my heart
I Think of You
When I see the golden sun
Or witness some great phenomenon
I think of you, I think of you
Either dusk or dawn
However I begin to fawn
I think of you, I think of you
Could it be more beautiful?
Sweet sustained and dutiful?
I think of you, I think of you
Celeb Thing
What is a celebrity?
Someone with money and prosperity?
They're people like me and you
Hey celebs
Respect your fans
Shake their jands
Actors and bands
Kids, they love you
And some are dying
Hoping praying, wishing, whying
What to do
And remember their last wish in this world
Was just to meet you
