Chiasmus
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If Math and English got married and had a baby, it would be Chiasmus.
The Happy Smile Incantation Poem My smile shining bright, that’s my powerful, healthy drink that’ll help get me healthy and well night and day, brush the overwhelming nightmares away, and there will be no more fright.Seeing the stars of night, tha
what a terrible place to be alive.
alone in a country filled with wide eyes.
not a single sound of english in sight,
not a single sight of anything
but my people
what a terrible place to be alive.
alone in a country filled with wide eyes.
not a single sound of english in sight,
not a single sight of anything
but asians
Jobair Mahmud, a Bangladeshi entrepreneur, is known as a brave, organizational, and social young entrepreneur. He was born on October 10, 1999, in Teknaf, a bordering Upazila of Cox's Bazar district, the world's largest beach town in Bangladesh.
I keep having nightmares like something is feeding off my fear. I feel a dark energy that won't let go of me. I've seen his face, "a black knight" red eyes, Giant. He lives in a rural area of arizona. I can't explain it, but he's here.
When I'm out of work and free,
You are the favourite emotion comes in my psyche.
When I see moon,
I remember your charming face.
When I see roses bloom,
They are like wrinkles up below your eyes place.
I gave you hands to hunt, legs to mount;
The unicorn and the beaver, not upon each other.
For strength prevail, and unity much more avail;
When you strike one chord but thy doom in discord.
Since we are talking about freedom
Don't talk to me like I am dumb
After all my rights have been denied
You still choose to call the 6, nine
Okay, I won't fight it
Just provide me with something I can eat
Every poor girls have alot of dreams but all dreams don't come true in their lives . They have wanted everything in their lives . They always hoping from Allah they believed InshanAllah Allah gives me everythings one day✨
The future looks bright. It gonna be a blast
But tonight we honor the ancestors of the past.
They've done their job. They walked this earth.
Tonight we show love because they too have worth.
Get rid of that 'Good Girl' terminology.
So fucking,madsculinely ,propagandalised,outdated!
©Wired6. 27/10/2021
Good bye
by Sandrajohnsonj on June 8, 2021. © Sandra Johnson, All rights reserved
Good bye then you showed me that you don't love me. You showed me you don't care. You showed me that i can't trust you.
I come from a long line of broad-shoulder women
Strong women who can carry their own
It is said my great - greatfather stood on top
of my great - great mother's shoulders
It's not only read and write
but how to listen and speak out
And comprehend to enforce in life
Book and ink are the future baton
It was the era of illiteracy
When women's got no mercy
They said women's are not worth
But they never thought they are the ones who give births
They buried them alive
मेरे देश के जवान!!
ना होली, ना दिवाली, ना बैसाखी, ना ईद
वतन की रक्षा करना, बस यही इनकी रीत...
कोई बतायें कैसे उतारे ये एहसान
ऐसे वीर है मेरे देश के जवान...!!!
I see you everyday-
Monday to Friday sharing eye contact every 3 minutes
but you like her.
She's anything anyone could want. Perfect.
Maybe if I were more like her-
I'll always feel kinda low
Even though I know I'm not alone
I know I can always call.....Home???
Which home???
The one where I had the heart break...
That makes my belly ache???
TIDES OF MY BEING BY DOYIN.
I was never really a problem
Except upon occasions when I lived.
And In this very eventful occasion,
I knew much, but experienced rather less than I would have preferred.
Dear lord,creator of the universe
Today I come before you
Ready to eat a humble pie
For all my mistakes
Have been doubtful just like Thomas
Cause you have been silent on me
Have been crying my heart out
Of a fervent illusion
The sky rose in awe
with twinkling nematodes
Shading a path of love
Casting of ceaseless cedars
Of the cupressaceae offspring
illuminating prudence on spring
Working on a Hot summer day,
Body filled with sweat.
Got him thinking,
"Everything that comes out of this body stinks".
And we don't like it,
But it's the nature we can't avoid,
At His feet, I seat,
And I see it,
As the window panes,
pan to the past,
Just rag and bone,
He saved me from the pit.
Things went side ways,
Now at the Cross is where we meet.
Water flows across the rocks.
The beauty seems to make time
Stop. A waterfall stand tall,
As I look over the waterfall it
Was like I can hear the sound
Of Water pouring down like rain
For the world to be a better place for us and our children it must become a just and a compassionate society.We need more love to replace the overflowing hatred.
I Love You, oh yes I do.
Not only do youmatter to me but I think of you in my prayers to heaven,
You mean so much to me and no one can tell you any different,
In my eyes you are special, in my eyes you are important,
history repets for years girls didint get to do anything it repets you now why women havent got to vote men have said things like you cant do that or this its upseting boys think they can do anything and theres alot of things that girls can tdo t
Her Honesty virtue, encapsulates my heart
Her Angelic nature, is what sets her apart
Her Beauteous smile always melts my heart
Her Effulgent face, is like diamond under the light
The aesthetic of
Ink on paper
And floral words
Leaving my cracked and bleeding lips
A tepid taste of gIN, and then, a mathematical equation to send these Merry men into methodical battle yet again. Up all of the live-long night and lividly permitted to squint the life from wired, alcohol-felled eyes.
To ask if one knows what art is , is that of an imprudenent question
Similar to ask if one knows what life is
That of a better question to inquire is to ask if one enjoys art
as one is to ask if you enjoys life
“I have nothing in life.”
That so much easier to believe.
In reality, I have so much I don’t know what to do with it.
You may think I am an
ungrateful
“I have nothing in life.”
That so much easier to believe.
In reality, I have so much I don’t know what to do with it.
You may think I am an
ungrateful
texas.don.g.nutt,59.poem,headsringing from the boom the bang the pop of the truck im so much an to much gangstafunk bobb ya head move your feet shuffle youeself all around texas,don.g.nutt,59 keeps ya heads ringing my diamonds an teeth im still bl
texas.don.g.nutt.59,poem,tempted.tempted by the feel thats so real tempted by the sight it could be day are night im tempted to touch to see tempted to taste the better an best part of me cant you haters imatatiers see tempted just to be all of me
The word "misnomer" trails my path,
As I spread my bare arms infront their eyes.
The gaudy colours shout out unsophistication
The avaricious dresses berating those succulent curves
Her eyes are snapping, not that heart.
All those moans dwells on smokes,
Memories kept on encountering ecstacy.
Silence, loned truth for our virgin reality .
The soul ached badly, treasuring melodies.
My ideas are mine when i begin to writestill get my money the old fashion way work hard for mine 11 till 7 Its so hot make the sweat rise wet the ceiling. smokin drinking passin out im with the knowledge to keep the block from slippin this shi
My ideas are mine when i begin to writestill get my money the old fashion way work hard for mine 11 till 7 Its so hot make the sweat rise wet the ceiling. smokin drinking passin out im with the knowledge to keep the block from slippin this shi
Bird to a bird
Have u any word
To say to the men
Whenever u have sin
Throw it to a bin
Fly with your fin
When I was a little boy my father taught me about circles,
I learned how you end up where you started from,
“But in the journey” he said “you learn something new;”
When did I get older
Feeling the time slip by
I can’t help but plea
For time to stop
But I can see time still fly
I should have realized from the start.
That your powerful words of discrimination are tearing me apart.
Favoritism for my white cousin are abundantly clear.
Compliment's galore you gifted them year after year.
I tried tried to get what you wanted. But i'm sorry. I'm tired of you giving me orders tired of trying to live up to your expectations I tried I can't can't you see? You make me do everything you make me do bad things I tried.
In kid-land
I did so many things
I swam
I ran
I played
Now that I am older
My childhood disappears
My college
My major
My minor
I realize
I am on my way
Alas, I am sitting in class,
Stressed for the upcoming test.
Afraid I am unprepared to pass,
My heart pounds in my chest.
A leap of faith is all that it takes to make it
Don't run from your fear just rise up and face it
If you want to be free don't wait any longer
It is by a leap of faith that God makes you stronger
It's ok
I'm alright
Just breathe
Out for 3
In for 3
I'm fine
I'm not alone
She has eyes like a Tiger
Long thick hair flowing down her back
Her body was perfect like a hourglass
Her touch is so soft
Her Love is pure
Why hurt yourself when you hurt from within,
Why let your pain show through the slits on your skin,
Let me ask you, do you think you're alone?
Can't you see other people's pain just isn't shown,
Does it not hurt to think about the digressions this world goes through?
To know that people descend and ascend everyday, and how it could've been you?
My best friend
Someone I can count on
Who is always there for me in the time of need
You never wish the worse upon me
Or anyone
Nothing but the absolute best
Your positivity
I never name where it is I envision you alive, or if you are safe in that place, in some random, beat-down-town— but I imagine it's beautiful. To think of it!You are but an existence spun in my mind, one which
They told me about you.
You always came to me in the end.
The end.
“Keep writing poetry, Erin,” my Literature teacher told me
At the end of the fall semester.
The end.
I sit in English, pondering on what I should jot down in these free lines.
The ideas flowing like beach waves in a summer day
The waves roaring, “Woosh, woosh!”, all through the hour.
The Second Amendment … a
Once great notion, has gone wrong.
Written in earnest so all men can be free,
A slippery slope it has turned out to be.
Now don’t get me wrong, we should all have a gun,
When I look at you
I feel my heart going a hundred miles
Well maybe it is
When I hear you talk
It makes my world spin fast
But it also makes my thoughts spin
And I feel like loving you is hard
it all happened so suddenly
and everything you would say to me
would make, my heartbeat quicken
make my knees weak
make me unable to sleep
god you make me lose sleep
and i adore it
Dear me,
stay still with the trees
the breeze and the world rotating each time that i breathe
i get these moments when i have to lie down because everything feels
sort of, all too much
Dear Dreams,
The alarm buzzes, blares.
Water patters on pavement,
Streams slide urgently down paned glass,
An early fog shrouds the evergreens and the mottled brown, white neighborhood.
Dear, Nephew
You are so full of life right know
so full of energy, joy, happiness, light.
You make my days brighter than they were yesterday;
When I was feeling alone and depressed.
To whom it may concern in the city of Detroit,
in my city we are sick but not flu like sick
but like glue we stick pride joy and the occasional sidekick
we are colder than the winter days longer than the summer nights
If you were here you could hear my first words
If you were here we'd be playmates
If you were here I could say " I love you" everyday
If you were here I wouldn't be sad
If you were here I would admire you
Dear Jonghyun,
In the smog, a star amongst us
now flying with the rest
In the clear skies
I wonder if you're happier up there
From so high, can you even see us?
Dear Life,
You offer no compass for your map
Gaps are a natural display of your existence
Resistance from you is the end of oneself
Getting away from home was a strong decision that I had to make
But decisions are part about life
I left everything in search of a better future
I was not able to deny myself a tremendous opportunity
it's the world that convinced her she was not worthy of being comfortable in her own body because of the images the media has perceived among young women,
the thought they are not good enough for anyone.
Dear Life,
Aren't you tired of beating me down?Kicking me when I'm on the ground?Taking everything I have and throwing it away, so it's nowhere to be found?
Dear Heart,
Fading so near
Deaf ears cannot understand the memories you hold dear.
I dread the day you'll roam away-
From me.
Dear Heart,
Made of swiftness and light,
I tap my fingers on your waist as we listen to the radio.
You smile and nuzzle your head into my shoulder.
I pull your hair behind your ear so I can see you better.
They say that’s the storybook love, the lying love.
I Love You
I "Love" You
I'll support you
I'll control you
I'll love all of you
I'll love all of you except for your "health"
I'll be there through every fight
I'll be there but leave for fights
You picked me up when she turned sour
Your sweet friendship was the candy we consumed on Halloween
Not given, but chosen and cherished
We're like the same person
Like two people in a crowd
I love you
You love me
But I’m not you
And you’re not me
That’s how it should be.
You are you
Her brown eyes shine in the sunlight
Her fine smile brightens up my days
I'm in love and hope she stays
She helps me cope and shows me success
My goal is always to impress
She ignites my soul with passion
Theres a eerie path
That ends in a bloodbath
Man what a aftermath
He got so attached
His family collapsed he's tryna attack
Oh please someone help
Someone make him relax
But no one wants to interact
Love kills is what they said
kills those inside who live inside me
That person who continues loving me
For being me
I don't love you because I need you, I need you because I love you. You don't have to listen, but you do. You don't have to hold me, yet you do. And I don't have much to give, but I'll give you my gratitude, for you found me and you comforted me,
I could feel you on my skin
like summer heat
I start to feel a drip
I'm glistening
I bite my lips
because I am excited
but also nervous
…Because I love you
I acknowledge that our bond is like a phenomenon of chemical substances
that are held together by attraction
I can tell
By looking at you
This is love
You like the Broncos
I like the Colts
You are outgoing
I’m an introvert
You have an Xbox
I have a Wii
But, still, we work perfectly
The first year they told me that it would be the most difficult because it would influence my future.
At first I took it as a joke--
My eyes rest for a second
And for that moment it’s there again
That grey stitched texture of the back seats
It was a perfect night for the heist. The darkness and fog shadow me from my enemies. I have confidence in my ability, so much that I wear a patch of my face on my chest.
Once upon a time son,
They used to laugh with their hearts
And laugh with their eyes.
But now they only laugh with their teeth,
While their ice-block-cold eyes
Search behind my shadow.
Once upon a time there was a story that was left untold
Where the wicked queen was even more wicked and had somewhat happy life,
She let the rain fall, and let the witch come
Crunch week of the APs
I picked the corner window seats
The quietest
But yet the noisiest
When I close my eyes
I Envision the deep waters of the ocean
Spreading it's arms across the sea
Holding hands with distant waters
From another country
Never to break apart
Brotherhood's one magistic bond
If you get too intimate with your best friend
There might come up two paths
Each one is more dangerous than the other
You have to choose
Whether the most secure and safe
Or take a risk and name you as a couple
It feels like yesterday
It all happened to quick
I cry from it still
Why did you have to go
So young
So bright
So handsome
So sweet
The pain to know
The sentence of an almost adultFor the crime of surviving this longNot livingEyes closed, shut tightThe only thing that had my name on it before now were
Serenity
Slave away for happiness
Slave away from happiness
Equanimity
How does one Judge,
what is the reality,
when all is opposed,
so effectively?
Imagine making love amongst the stars with the Milky Way for our bed while the galaxy watch
As the planets orbits around us our climax would be like that of a supernova creating our own constellation
Another year come and gone, another tally to add on the count of my life. Through the long hours and minuets with dragging feet life went on. Through the head ache's of school and friends and family, though I loved every slow minuet.
Reaching out
And reaching out.
Help the helpless
But I am the helpless.
Standing out is too much
Blending in is too little.
There was a sempiternal supply of energy that night,
The flireflies danced their ballad and the countless gathered to observe the spectacle.
The sun and moon, two mystic lovers, would meet again tonight.
Hazelnut danced in her eyes
Honeysuckle kissed her lips
Hibiscus sprung from her cheeks
While curves blessed her hips
Shes as witty as they come
Driven and spontaneous
Words said to one But different to another,Words slither between each otherDisrespect,Disloyal, Poisonous,Back stabbing those and others.Twisted words, confusion rainsPraised for one,
Quzzing all day ?
Buzzing quizmaster
Overboard fully equipped
Hoverboard loaded ammunition
Till the peak ice-berg
Slip at the end of the slope
Moving motionlessly yet you flash
I have a broken compass;
it has a hard time finding North.
I think I left it alone too long.
It's grown rusty and ignored.
There are too many lights in the city sky
to try to read the stars.
Yes, another morning.
One full of obligations and pain
Half Empty glasses behind closed doors
With black and blue and grey clouds
Aching bones, too tired to tango
Oh, so many hours in each day
I write poetry because there are only so many ways that I can express how much I love spiders without sounding like a total creep.
Fire burning
Through my veins,
Hold on, get a grip...
Grab the reins.
Pull back...
Ignore the attack.
Breathe--
inhale...exhale
Ignore the air,
I know it's stale.
Oh, but our love only lived in my mind
It was always too good to be true
Do I just leave it all behind?
Or foolishly find my way back to you
You blamed him when you fell out of love.
But in the end, it was you that fell out of love.
Think about that.
I'm living but I am not free
In the world today it's unacceptable to be me
Words cut deep and kills my self esteem
I become a shell of who I use to be
When you ask what's wrong with me
"You're fat"
"I hate you"
"You'll never fit in"
Words have a mighty power over me
Whether it's a joke or serious
I am to be handled with care and caution
Most days I am sad and I do not know why
Thank you all for coming today,And thank you,Oh, and thank you,I forgot I invited you, but thank you for coming,And,Hey you.
I have a lot of things to say.
A lonely island, an empty rock,
Midst the storm-tossed sea.
All alone, what a shock!
What would I need with me?
A book, a tool, a Swiss-Army Knife?
A friend, a home, a piping tin fife?
I drift through an endless space, reacquainting myself again
With the parallel black lines
Stacked on top of each other with infallible precision
In a backdrop of a cream filling, rich as buttercream topping on a cake
Tidal waves
They came crashing
One by one never ending
The one thing I have are the memories you
The sweet you
The one who will never leave
I sped away one eveningthrough my busy little town,gliding,music occupying my mind,riding down hills,leting the wind run its fingers through my hair.
Alone
But am I?
Not with Him
I am happier
I am not worried
I need not fear
Some girls
Spend hours
Internet stalking
Through the earth, past heaven and sky
towards the shore where God's May lie.
From the world life's conquered
once more, I fly.
The world's concerns, while now seem small,
once towered high above us all.
Everytime I look at you,
I remember my entire history,
With and without you.
Your face shines so bright,
And I am forced to squint,
Stop lets take a look at what's around us recently nobody sayin that they found trust
a society that's covered up with irrelevant factors of a life that we don't live it's really frightening
I'm asked, what's the one thing I can't live
without?
The answer is simple.
Company. I could not live without those I care
for.
I could not live without you.
I refuse, I refuse because,
Lost and won all my life,Taught me in each stage of life;Met people too of different types, Some came smiling, Shook hands only to deceit;Took all my sweetness,Then threw as bagasse,When extracted sugary love;Left me alone, To suffer for rest of l
Come, please I beg you, come and sit next to me and tell me something I haven't heard before.
She was led astray
by desire day by day,
he thought her quite intriguing,
his thoughts stuck on her, always dreaming.
stuck between cracked heart and broken ribs lies fear
no whisper is let slip without a quiver
a lionheart won’t last without the spear
of courage loud as red in hot summer
She was indestructible to many
But too many could not see
That the beautiful, happy girl. . .
She was drowning in agony.
She could feel her heart breaking
in the silenced pain.
Some may say that this is powerful stuff
But the general consensus is that it's not different enough
You have to be the next Green, the Rowell of this generation
But all this standard lends to is my general consternation
Being a hot mess isn’t hot; I know that better than anyone.
Sometimes my heart overworks my head and vice versa.
I am the perfect man that can shoot an 18 on 18 holes.
I can persuade any woman to love me.
I have the best heart and soul.
I can’t help the fact that I make THE best tea!
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The unpleasant smell of pencil shavings and Windex spray fills my senses
I see A white board
The words, "Socialization time" written in pine green expo marker
I look down
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She’s got a tongue in cheekway with her kissesthey’re breathlessand scarring, leavingall these marks of crescent nailssaying “screw you”
The clockwork of setting up your mind for the day, the pleasure,
the sweet nectar in waking up!
If there's a truth, it is that in this life we cannot stay-
Awesome is a new life that takes on it's own meaning
A life that blooms as learning takes place and knowledge attained is worth gleaning
It's awesome how new stages of life evolve and come to be,
Nature
Nature is one of the most powerful forces on the planet:
By its hand, we live
And we die.
A yes or a no
A smile, a frown
A laugh, a cry
A dance party, a crack den
Life is what you make of it
Make it a crap fest or a never ending festival of celebration
Life is filled choices
Choices
When I was younger
I could not see
But I let myself feel monsters under the bed
Now I am grown,
Powerful.
I am not
Afraid
I am
Not day dreaming
Since I am
Older now
Every day I wake up from my bed and the first thing that comes into my head
Is what I am
There is a girl I know.
She is a redhead,
But she calls herself a blond.
This girl is fake all over.
Her life revolves around obsession.
She is a hypocrite.
She is mean, a tad bit.
Life is not about fitting into the crowd so others don't think your wierd
Life is about standing up for the truth, even if it is by yourself
Life is not about being shoved into silence so your opinion isn't degraded
Behind the black and white edit of my picture
is the color of
insecurity,
doubt,
comparison.
I can choose to filter the
blemishes,
creases,
flaws.
Nervous
A gurgle in my stomach
A shortness in my breathing
I am not prepared
This is not an accurate presentation of
My knowledge. It is fenced.
I am seen as that cute girl with a perfect mind,
A perfect smile,
A perfect life.
I am not that cutesy girl.
My monster tells me I am possessed by other me.
Other me tells me I am weak.
Bricks flying like they were granted the gift of wings
The smell of smoke fill my lungs and they sting
The looting wont stop till the metaphorical fat women sings
Chaos is the theme music for this up rising.
Bricks flying like they were granted the gift of wings
The smell of smoke fill my lungs and they sting
The looting wont stop till the metaphorical fat women sings
Chaos is the theme music for this up rising.
I am
Inadequate
Unworthy
Ugly
A sinner.
The world
Corrupted with
Anti-aging potions
And never-ending notions,
That life is about
Money
I- Integrity has stocked my confidence
A- Allowing me to be the best I can be
M- My flaws are for God to judge but to you I am..
Why do I even bother with writin, readin, speakin
When there's no universal goal we're all seekin,
The sky is light,
Which is just right.
But once it’s night,
There is a new sight.
It is insightful and dark.
Without filters, I exist in my truest form, and in my truest form is all I want to exist as.
Mitch I'm flawless!I knew thisYet I walked around the hallways with the ficticious conceptThat I was way worse than everyone elseMitch I'm flawless!Why was it ficticious?
My dreams are re-told stories that swamp my mind while I sleep.
They're all violent,
but never entwine in one another.
One.
I'm smothered.
So, I’m sitting and thinking how this will turn out. I have to admit, that with my past I seriously have doubt.
Nappy hair, managable only through the aid of a hot comb.
Full round lips, sheltering a mouth full of opinionatedand witty statements.
I am Black and White in a world of Grey
Everything is fixed, nothing is certain,
Separated only by a curtain,
Breathless and grasping for air
My breath chokes for the wind,
My lungs don't seem to dare,
BY KAREN AN-HWEI LEE
In prayer:
quiet opening,
my artery is a thin
shadow on paper—
margin of long grass,
BY ANONYMOUS
Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he;
He called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three!
