On the Bus

I never thought that you would be there,
That you would come far from somewhere .
I know that me and you just met,
That we never needed to see what was right in front of us,
Sometimes I wish that you never left
On the bus.

Everytime that I drove somewhere,
I always thought of you,
Dancing on the air over there.
Then you always faded through my window,
The sky's always there,
Fresh and crisp each year.
The wind is always whistling,
Twisting and humming,
Grass, always fresh and green,
Always swaying and lush with rays of the beaming sun.

Now I miss those days,
Our fancy ways,
Espically in the middle of May.
I always loved the way that you would smile,
How the sun touched your skin,
It made me happy,
Seeing you again.
Your blonde hair,
Your blue eyes gazing into mine.
It just makes me smile.
If only you were actually here,
Not over there,
In the ground
 

Something Beautiful

Eyes bright,
Like a million lights,
Shining through,
Piercing me from head to shoe.
Something beautiful,
Something unexplainable,
I can't help it,
You're always shining through,
From head to shoe.

Your face,
Always hidden,
Cloaked with mystery,
Smoothed over with passion,
With love and creativity,

A dozen roses,
Silky and sweet,
Just like you.
Without a clue,
You are always you.
Why can't you stop?
Stop shining on me and more on you.
You know I love you.

Your eyes,
Your face,
Shining through,
Hitting me from head to toe,
You're something,
Something beautiful too.

Blazing Fire

I am Fire

Flames burning

An orange glow

A radiating heat

I am Fire

I am Fire

Giving gifts of light

Providing warmth                                                           

I am Fire

I am Fire

A destroyer

Leaving ashes

In my wake

Taking lives

I am Fire

I am Fire

I appear in many

Different ways

Igniting a surprised look

On people’s faces

I am Fire

I am Fire

I can be many things

Can cause many incidents

Can take many lives

But I also bring life

I am in nature

And nature always

Makes miracles happen

I am Fire 

By Shannon Belanger

What Makes You Beautiful

Never did I seen something so,
Beautiful,
So free and lovely.
Everytime you look down,
At the floor,
I always wonder why do you do that for?

Your smile gets me everytime,
Not only yours but mine,
What can I do?
You are just you,
Thats what makes you beautiful.

Your face,
So lovely,
Never brings disgrace,
What can I do?
This is why I love you.
Thats what makes you beautiful.

Never did I see something so,
Beautiful, Powerful,
So free and lovely,
Everytime you look down,
At the ground,
You dont know,
You dont know your beautiful,
And thats what makes you beautiful

Never Ending

The wind always blows,
The flowers always blossom,
Ribbon dancing like a million bows,
Your face, never sad, it makes me feel awesome,

If I could be your lover,
If I could be more then yor friend,
Let me know,
Because some how,
I'll always love you,
I'll always be myself,
If I could,
I would,
Love you
Like its never ending,
Condenscending,
Love.
Never Ending
Love.....

Depression

By Shannon Belanger

Wind Flying in your face
Mixing up emotions
Causing your mind to swirl
Making it confused 
Eyes blurred
Many tears shed
Vision distorted
Past images flying before you
Images of regret

Regret of things

That should never be mentioned
That I’ll always keep hidden
Deep down
Where no one well see
Putting on a happy
A smile on the exterior
But inside
I’m a black hole
My emotions consuming me
Holding my back
Telling me things
That put me down
Diminishing confidence

I collect each smile I see

If comment I receive

Even a nice gesture

And look back on it

Letting it comfort me

And for the a moment

I forget my feelings

My emotions

Enjoying my nice day

Knowing that they are

Precious moments

That doesn’t come very often

For sadness consumes me

Making me feel alone

The doctors gave

My feelings

A name

It’s called

Depression

Summer Dreamz

Fluffy clouds in the sky

Ships of white moving with the windy tides

Skies of blue staying longer and longer

And rays of sun pierce though our darkest hour

 But gloominess is within the grasp

Always there just hanging back

Waiting for a time to give the

Earth its rain and moisture

Making us think “when will this be over”

Summer is here

Even if it’s for a short while

Making us joyous

And making us smile

The blades of grass are green at last

The bloom of the flower is present in our garden

The trees are no longer barren

But are clothed with leafy garments

We hope for a summer with

Many memories

We hope that it will last

By Shannon Belanger