Always I begin,
To intend to share...
Positive thoughts.
Holding onto them.
With it hoped to mention,
Them as my choice done.
Refusing to be negative.
Or have it believed,
Not a mood do I have...
That expresses,
A cynical sarcastic...
Judgemental attitude.
However...
Since I have long committed,
To be direct, honest and true.
I have decided,
What reason would there be...
To disappoint the ones,
Objecting to hear anything...
That may offend,
The negative moods...
They seek to depend upon?
With it then to suspect,
My choice to choose...
Wanting only to be positive.
Is a way for them to find,
'Something' that upsets.
And plucks their last nerve.
To leave them left,
Feeling happier and thrilled.
That they found a way...
To misinterpret,
My positive thoughts...
Into words heard to hear,
From me I did not say at all.
Pleasing everyone,
Can be a mission...
Creating unnecessary friction.
Even the ones,
With only good intentions.
Can often be seen,
Being chased away...
By those who prefer,
Their dark and gloomy days!
Yet hoping with fingers crossed,
Are those who don't chase.
But remain to stay praying,
To discover what isn't...
Made to appear.
Much more pleasing,
That keeps them in attitudes...
Feeling less positive,
As they possibly can get!
Loving their negativity,
Whenever they wish.
Left alone! And undisturbed!
'Comeon!
Everyone has a positive side.
Even you.
Once you decide,
To remove that mask.
Your heart will begin to fill,
With joy and love! '
-And...
Once you remove,
Your 'aspirations' away...
From me and quick.
You will not feel,
The affects from my balled fist.-
'Okay. Okay!
I'm beginning to see the light! '
-That sounds great.
Now see more of it,
Somewhere else! -
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem