2015 Everything is Awesome Slam
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What to expect when things get out of hand? You turn towards the thingn that has been there since you were brought to this land. All living beings, the birds, the trees. Something more incredible than our life it seems.
It is the way the tide rumbles slowly,
racing up the sand to blanket my feet.
It is the way my toes submerge effortlessly,
into the soft embrace of the miniscule grains.
The things we had wasnt enough these memories fade away easy for you , but the loving moments come to as they open me to say the word regret
No one seems to understand
How amazing it is
To turn a word
Into an idea
And an idea
Into a possibility
Everything is awesome you say?
how dare you say something vague
if everything is awesome
nothing will inspire awe
let me tell you something amazing
the way my girlfriend draws
Your harsh words rain relentlessly.
There’s no shelter when I’ve let down every wall.
Paper crinkles as I reach into the bag.With precision I grip and lift.Gently I lay my prize on the table before me.
There is light and then shadow, silhouettes of darkness,
For life shares these disasters our minds cannot harness,
I tell you this glass that is told half full,
That it is full indeed with body and soul
Don't worry about Tomorrow, just worry about Today.
Don't worry about Tomorrow, that's what they always say.
Yesterday I had my troubles, and tomorrow is my victories,
One of a kind
Unique to itself
Filled with life
Filled with joy
A home to diversity
To all living things
From the smallest of the small
To the biggest of them all
We live in a world where knowledge is hated.
Where the very existence of our people is constantly reminded of hatred.
I'm awesome.
At least that's what everyone else seems to say.
What happens when all except my "awesome" self
Can be suggestive to view me this way?
Constant, consistent, continuous compliments
Everything is awesome. That is quite true. Everything is awesome. Just like me and you. We are all awesome in our own way. We are all awesome, you can tell by everything we say.
When I was nine years old my father and my brother
teased me for being unable to keep a secret. Oh yes I can, I said,
I have something I’ve never told anyone.
There's this place that is my favorite,
It is big and spacious and at times loud,
A gathering place for most to tell about their lives.
Laughter and tears are shared here,
hugs and love are common.
Everything is awesome.
You might ask “why?”
Finding reasons is simple
For one as awesome as I.
I have a roof over my head
And some shoes on my feet.
I have coats for the winter
Everything is awesome,
is what a child’s movie told me.
It told me that life was awesome, people are awesome,
and that awesome was what I should see.
I didn’t feel like everything was awesome one day.
I thought and drew
The plan for my life
No struggle to see
Clear and planned
Determination, demmand
A straight path ahead
Nothing to fear
Creeping over like fog
Sometimes I just need to be alone. Sometimes, being alone could be the death of me,
putting it lightly. But most of the time,
I just need to listen to music.
Be it that new song from “Soupy”
Not one that goes with the other
Not your average definition
No rhyme
No hidden message
Just things, things I find awesome
Just a tick tock
Just hot air
Just a trace with a finger
Black is awesome
Black is beautiful
Black is the color before one's closed eyes about to dream,
Black is the color of Mother Earth's soil which nature lives from,
Black is onyx and obsidian,
Wrongs
Blind me to the point of exhaustion
Hurt done to me, faults of my own
But then a hug,
A kindness, a voice opens
my eyes to the amazing
Family related by bonds not
I couldn't be happier than I am with you.
Your hand in mine, warm and soft. You pulled me in close,
But not close enough, your heartbeat sounding as if
It were a work of Beethoven as you spun me
It's the little things in life, those aha moments, that are awesome.
Approaching a red light as it turns green.
A person holding the door for you.
Butterflies in your stomach.
The smell of fresh coffee.
You've been walking long
Cheap, hard, a bad life
Shady friends, cigarettes and hard liquor
I know you want to rage
I know you want happiness, and it's on its way
Poetry is my words.
On Paper, I have a cascading waterfall,
And I can run freely,
Like being released to natural habitat
I can write about childhoods torn away,
Not by the monsters under our beds,
Everything is Awesome Scholarship Slam
More often than not
Dullness is bought
People settle for and accept
The subpar, the inept
But, with the world my muse
The bookstore looms at the end of the street
Its cinderblock walls tower over those walking below
I count them,
five on the left side and six on the right
like wilting butterflies, they spread their wings over my upper thighs
curl against my skin and whisper that I'm growing, changing by the minute
The world today feels suffocating
With darkness closing in tight.
We stumble along blindly
Searching for a light.
In the dark we are helpless
And subcumb to our fear.
Only a light can save us
The world is full of beauty
No one can deny
But when we look into a mirror
Most want to die
Why do we do that?
Hate what nature bestowed?
Everyone is perfect
Self-love is highly owed
I'm in love with my hair and my eyes.
I'm in love with my smile and my sweet thoughts.
The Fox
It was a hot Spring day in May
The ground was as hot as a scorching hot blaze
Then they brought forth my baby
She was a young foxy lady
Bearing the resemblance of a fox
When possessed by darkness on this little earth,
How bright it seems, the stars above,
Like a fire atop a widow’s hearth,
The lamps of heaven shine like the wings of dove.
Eyes are our passageways to see the world
In one simple movement, eyes reveal a kingdom of color and life from a realm of darkness
The beauty in life is its artwork.
I'm not talking about the paintings,
sculptures, or photographs that fill
the walls of museums, although
they are magnificent too;
Life is great,
life is fine,
life is the peak toward my heavenly devine.
life has its ups,
and also its downs,
but with God
day by day
ill live the life of mine.
yes i weep
The flow of notes
Bursting through the air
Maintains a melody
That I'd like to share.
The vibrations upon every string
Can stir the soul's very being.
The beat of every drum
Awakens one's heart
What a wonderful feeling is it to know you can out run your demons
Simply start over with out a worry in the world
It may sound crazy but I swear its possible
Walk to a new location where you have no history
It's 3 PM and my jammies are still on, I've scored a free Saturday I haven’t had one of these in so long!
"Batter Up!" Is what they say,
when you set up to stand before the field of play.
I never thought I'd see the day,
The day I ran it all the way.
I made it to first base,
I had won my first race.
Someone said, “Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know which one you’re going to get.”
It’s a simple statement. Innocent enough.
But what everyone should understand is chocolate is meant for more.
My feet sink into the earth,
Like an old man in his favorite chair.
Microscopic life tickles between my toes
Leaving a sense of clarity and peace.
The air tousles and textures my hair,
A W E S O M E.. one, two, three---seven
Seven letters, but so much meaning
It's not a metaphor, not a kenning...
I went to a job interview
They divided us up into two groups,
Asked us to write a list of traits
Traits a bad restuarant would have
Words poured out of us
"Bad service"
"Dirty place"
The meaning of life is to just be alive
it is so plain and simple, yet everybody rushes around in great panics as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves
it is scary the way the world can swallow you
Everything is rumbling down
The pace of it
The visibility of it
Rumbling down
Down to the last second
Everyone knows your plans
Weight. Pressure.
Now you have to stick to your guns
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You are my love
So come close
For a secret to be told
You and I
May we last forever
Till thee end of time
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
I am awesome
All 5 feet of me
I am awesome because I am me
From my freckles(that I get from my mom)
To my tiny feet(which come from my dad)
I am awesome
I will never be anything but awesome
Answering all the test questions correctly
Winning a new car
Eating your favorite food
Starting a new book
Opening presents
Nothing is awesome
Wait, let me clarify
Annihilation can blossom
Naught, blank, nix, zero, zip
Nothing can be awesome
As a new perspective starts to flip
Archimedes rejects,
Nothing is awesome
Wait, let me clarify
Annihilation can blossom
Naught, blank, nix, zero, zip
Nothing can be awesome
As a new perspective starts to flip
Archimedes rejects,
Have you ever examined a butterfly wing?
Listened to a chorus of 10-year olds sing?
Looked into a puppy's big bright brown eyes?
Jumped out of an airplane and into the skies?
Remember that time I was at home, sick, miserable and hopeless as ever?Hearing your voice made me feel better again. Remember that time I failed a math test and couldnt stop crying?
You sometimes tuck yourself into bed to hide from society.
You sometimes ask yourself why everything seems so hard.
You sometimes write, complain, and cry into your diary.
The beams of light hit the spirited waters creating
Glistening diamonds,
Sparkling crystals,
And little specks of happiness.
The warmth radiates across my body
As I run my hands through my
Soft,
Depression sinks in, Lonliness creeps up. What in this world keeps us from the pain?
Children are things of transitory thought,
but in that elementary cafeteria I knew
that leave you I ought not.
With eyes like a robin's egg encased in crystal
and sunflower hair that no words may construe,
There may be moments that we may fail, but life is awesome.
There may be moments that life may seem stale, but life is always awesome.
Life is awesome not because we may have money, houses, or cars.
Breeze
Brushing gently
Across small shards of verdant life.
Spinning, whirling,
They whisper to each other.
Apollo’s arrows pierce through
We were all born with freedom.
So, why do you want mine?
You say you're going to take it?
I'd like to see you try.
Is it because it's awesome?
That must be why.
When feeling down or feeling sad
Feeling just a little mad
That I failed expectation
Lost myself to temptation
What keeps me up?
When I’m feeling down?
What pulls me back?
Life is always greener on the other side.
I crossed the rode, i dropped my pride.
God. I have never felt so alive.
A hot meal, something good to eat.
Grandma laughs, it sounds so sweet.
“Gullible is written in the ceiling.” They said.
“HAHA!” They said.
“So clueless.” They said
But I say “THANK YOU!”
They lead me to a surprise
Only to be fooled into a joke,
Jingle.
Jangle.
Is the sounds his pockets made,
With each quick stride the music he shaped.
Jingle.
Jangle.
“Kids today are so self-absorbed”
“They’re always on tweeter and Face…something. They can’t even formulate thoughts that people want to read, but they post every little thing.”
To fall and get up
Is truly great
To be stronger than ever
Will fascinate
Climbing and Flying
Changing and Trying
Are all amazing things
Quiet and small
Wondrous
I look at myself and I see so much, but everything is awesome
I look at a paper and I see debts, but everything is awesome
I look at my list of goals and still have so much to do, but everything is awesome
So what if I dance at random?
I have something worth dancing for.
It's weird I have a nerdy fandom?
Guess what? I've got four!
I would try to be "normal",
But for what it's worth,
Beautiful...
is not a word that describes whats on the outside
but whether a person is kind
or speaks their mind
Beautiful...
is small or big
curvy or twig
outgoing or shy
don't lie
