'All I Need Scholarship Slam'
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i need you
"please"
but you need me
really?
yes, i don't care what they say
or what they mean
There are so many meanings of poetry
Your definition can not be same as mine
It means telling a story
Because everyone has a story to tell
It means imagination
I am told that I will become consumed,
By a cold, concrete adult world,
Where the skies are gray,
And problems are there to stay.
such a small thing to hold so many hundreds
of memories and sweeping emotions.
haunting lyrics scrawled in dancing neverending ribbon
in my brain,
melodies caught in my heart and
stuck in my mouth.
Would it be corny if i started with a Beatles quote?
“All You Need Is Love” fills me with so much hope
Because I’ve never been truly in love
So this idea sounds like a gift from up above
She flips page after page, anxiously trying to reach the end;
Because there will be an end,
And it will be a happy one;
Hers? She's not so sure;
But no, she won't think of that;
i love for the same reasons i write:
to see lightbulbs as stars rather than
glass shells, to watch commuters walk by
Stepping into an unknown world
galaxies, universes
all in the Steps of another
things i’ve never Felt
Beauty i’ve never seen
Oh spirit of spirits
Whom showed mercy like no other towards this moribund soul,
Let the light of day testify of your glory,
For you ward me from the abyss of the night
As two become one.
Living without you would be like living without air,
Struggling for gasps of breath and air that don’t quite make it to my thirsty lungs,
If I were to be
Trapped on an island
With nothing except for me
And that one thing that I have,
I think I could live comfortably.
This one thing gives me
The strength that I need
My cracked lips define the need to eat something salty or else collapse
At this point I am delusional and unaware of how much time has lapsed
The large blue panorama that defines my surrounding space
This watch staring up at me
It's face whispering,
you can't live without me
repeating again as eras pass over
every chance to be triumphant
Mozart spent endless nights
Klavier. Geige.
Waldhorn. Pfeife.
In any other language,
Its sound would be just as sweet.
And sad.
My lifeline to reality.
Simple, sorrowful,
Melancholy.
Small hands gripped the noose and they were mine
Tears fell, the ground sizzling as if I were already in hell.
This was it, this was my end
The worry ends here, the burden dies here.
There is nothing better
than spiritual convergence with the physical.
When my mind wanders
unknowingly into the deepest
Parts of itself.
just imagine
a world here out in the unknown
nothing but the clear sky
the clouds of cotton
a soft breeze
the touch of sunlight
grazing on our skin
if i could
While cold sand seeps between my toes
And silent seabirds soar above my head
I slouch, drugged by unconsciousness
My blurred vision slowly reveals a foreign beach
Some say it would be a hell on Earth to live alone--
That life wouldn't be worth living if it was only a one man home.
Others say, "Oh, I couldn't live without this or without that,"
The things I fear aren’t always as tangible as death
or the loss of the ones I love.
Sometimes I fear loneliness and simplicity
Things staying
still.
From the words I devour
Her mind lives in a beautiful oasis,
A bright blue ocean, vast and lively.
Filled with terror and past experiences.
Roaming the halls for security.
If you were stuck on a deserted island, what is the one thing you could not live without? This is not the one thing you would take with you, its what you couldn’t leave behind.
A Scholarship Poem
In a desert where escaping from the heat is impossible I would bring as much water as I could cary.
I will think I am dying. The water gives me hope.
¿Qué es la música?
Sonidos. Palabras. Arte.
Palabras con sonido – arte en todo su esplendor.
Hay más de lo que uno se imagina.
Detrás de cada canción, cada sonido
Hay un significado oculto.
Chocolate rolled curls and a wide bridged nose
Your absence invokes poignancy in me
And yet, I am gay at the sound of your twinkling voice
Calling me sunshine, your angel, your baby
We think
we need
but we don't.
Another
false alarm
turns out
that we don't.
Then you
come along
your
little paws
and I do.
Ever since I was five
I’ve worn a uniform to school
And been taught to remember saint days
Like they’re my best friends’ birthdays
And my principal told me when I was six
One thing to choose to go into the desert is new
Since when was the desert an inviting view
But I guess one thing I can choose is the fam
Can't go alone with all that sand
We don’t talk a lot about ears, do we?
They’re seen as simply the masses of flesh attached to the sides of newly
Formed heads at birth
Not seen in most respects as something of worth and yet
Standing right beside me, never losing a step,
Is the One whom I need, the One who never left.
I could speak of His goodness, or even his greatness,
But the one thing of which I could never speak, is His lateness.
Your toes sink through the sands of time As you walk along the shores of doubt On the island on your own No telegram or telephone What is it that you think about?
If I was stranded on an island never to return to society again
The only way I would survive is if I had a never-ending supply of my antidepressant
The waves would less choppy and the waters would be less frigid
Lost in a world that seemed to have constantly misunderstood me,
I walked.
I walked alone, destroyed, effortlessly losing myself.
Everyday I seemed to have to carry broken pieces of myself.
dear, all i need is you,
and i think we both know that
all i need,
all i need is your hand wrapped in mine and
all i need to see
is your face because
dear, i swear
The swish of the seas idly coo as the sun sits up in the sky,
bright as ever.
Turquoise waters shimmer as the light reflects off of them.
You know what I want darling?
I want the ability to love and be loved.
I want the power to not cry myself to sleep.
I want the beauty she has.
I want to see you smile at me the way you smile at her.
Life, Love, Happiness.
Three existential ideas
All provided by
The Giver,
The one who breathes light
Into dark.
Memories.
Scrapbook full of memories
Most dear to me.
Sudden separation from civilization,
People are always talking.
Meaningless words or words without meaning,
it's all the same.
TV show anchors are always talking.
School shootings or student suicide,
it's all the same.
A life without sight is definitely quite a fright,
But surely I would not want to live a life without thought.
To be able to create and design,
And throw rhymes at the drop of a dime.
You ask what's most important to me, I'll tell you happily.
I have determination, and it keeps me going.
Through the storms it kept me afloat, it kept me breathing.
When major change hit my life, it kept me swinging.
Revolutionary—
That is what I want them to call me.
When I am dead and gone,
When I am nothing more than dust
From which the trees will grow,
Ask most people what they can’t live without and
“It’s easy,” they say, “food, water, air.” But
For me,
It’s not food, water, air.
It’s freedom.
Freedom to be who I want to be.
Ask most people what they can’t live without and
“It’s easy,” they say, “food, water, air.” But
For me,
It’s not food, water, air.
It’s freedom.
Freedom to be who I want to be.
Every Disney Princess
Has an "I want" song
I want legs
Books
Freedom
Everyone recieves
But me
For the thing I want
No longer exists
An island where sea levels stay level
Possessions wax and wane.
People often fade away.
On this deserted island I see it plain:
These things don’t matter anyway.
If you ask me what I truly wish,
I am alone and afraid.
My heart is pounding,
Revived and remade.
His hands are like silk,
Smooth and refrained.
Stranded on the island together,
I now know we can love wherever.
Dear Sister,
Here we are on this island together,
All alone and stranded,
Thank God I have you by my side
Or else I'd be lost.
At least I have you to talk to
At least I'll have someone to lay beside
There is a fire in my soul
That I can never live without.
There is this will to continue
Even when I wish to give up.
Try as the world may,
But I can never lose this fire.
It is me
And I am it
An IslandA SeaWould mean nothing to meIf you were far away.
All the food in the worldAll the prettiest pearlsWould pale in comparisonTo you.
Quiet in the corner
The girl
Not me
But she could have been
So much more than she is now.
Quiet in the corner
The boy
Crying
Never listening
To what he has to say.
Perpetual darkness was all I seeked
It was all I knew
Ugly hurt shaped my heart
And sadness filled my core
My insides so full of pain
Around me lies nothing but seaLand is what my toes sink beneathLips salted shut, since I havent brushed my teeth
I need someone who needs just me
All I need in my life is my will,
You can beat me down,
Break my heart,
Tear my psyche,
But as long as I have will, I have the power,
This power cannot be tamed,
the ones who promote a facade of beauty
the ones who advocate animal cruelty
the ones who make the world transparent
the ones not yet featured on animal planet
Act I
A tap at the door ... ... ...
Oh how your gentle knocking stirs my pelvic floor!
I pause my binging,
And begin unhinging
The door and myself...
Act II
If, God forbid,
I was to be stranded on an island
In some extreme Castaway situation,
I would only want my cousin to come with me.
We would die, but we would die together.
Will money over love me
so fiercely that not the winds
nor the storms nor the periled terrains
could ever keep me from its kiss?
Will my gold and silver entrance me
with eyes so mysterious
I think I’d die if music wasn’t there,
A life without music just wouldn’t be fair.
Not fair to me, not fair to you.
A life without music is like saying the sky isn’t blue.
To some it’s notes on a page,
A small brown bear,
You'd pay no mind.
But it's the only gift she left behind.
The only one that will never judge,
Or when I hit, won't hold a grudge.
Rather, it knows it's out of frustration,
No Wi-Fi Signal :(
Originally called the World Wide Web
Has now become something we can't bear to live without
The Internet, something almost everyone has used before
Nobody here but me,
On this Desert Island Eve.
I just want to be found,
But I am weak with no sounds.
Wants, Needs, I’m no good at poetry
But the one thing I need is my memories
They are who I am and who I will be
The things I hold dear from year to year
To forget who I am
Or where I’ve been
A school hallway at night I find the most eerie.
A place once filled with laughter, security, community and love
is left with just the remnants of the past day
And I seem to be waiting
in the vastness of my room
for an ideal reply,
while I sink in my mental comfort
and dark clouds of summer memories.
They ask me “what can you not live without?”
First thought in my head
It’s not a what, it’s a who
The thought of living without you sends chills down my spine
I feel an instant wave of sorrow overcome my body
When asked what’s the one thing I can’t do without
There’s one specific thing that floods into my mind
For loving and having her is no doubt
The most amazing blessing of all time
Effortlessly she molded the bulky clay clump
Effortlessly she sculpted its softer edges.
Effortlessly she defined it with simple strokes
Effortlessly she painted curves with character.
I sit here all alone—
In my room—
Such a mess.
I’m starting to remember all I have to do.
I’m starting to think about all that I could’ve done.
I’m beginning to fall in that hole I know so well.
A red Mickey Mouse shirt
wrinkled, in the back of my closet
when I was six
smells like cotton candy
you gave me, mother
You have the power to wear away rock,
But allow me to dip my toes in you.
You create storms unmatched in size and strength,
But fill me with undeniable peace.
Her laughter rings in the stagnant air,
A ray of sun amongst despair.
Tragic time has spanned abroad,
Since her joy was more than fraud--
And so the broken record begins.
Forget the ones who have left you behind because we are the ones who are here to remain
All of us will surround you with the affection you deserve to embrace
Phones,
Everybody has them
Nobody puts them down, at least
I don't.
I couldn't imagine my life without a
phone...
Phones rule the world now
they rule my life, we are inseparable.
Time
gets shorter every year
Can you feel the overwhelming fear
Of not knowing when you’ll get there
Memories
There are shadows
Down the hall
In the corner
On the walls
Words are shallow
I hear voices
Some are deep
Most are small
They direct me
And inform me
Oh my god.
Go away, you're so annoying.
Why were you even born? I hate you!
I can't wait til I never have to see you again!
But now I can't.
And I wish I never screamed and I wish I never yelled.
Not knowing what lies behind the secluded, shadowy, silence
The lights chased each other across the walls,
Creating a colossus of fear, I held on to from within because
All I needed was the cold air resting me to sleep.
In the absence of hominid sound,
I have faith that I can find solace in my laudable love of literature.
In the desolate darkness, I will become entralled by the piece,
You gave me life and raised me right
You did all you could even when money was tight
You have taught me that hard pays off
Dreams are never too far away
My memory of her.
She wakes me up in the morning with the goal echoing in my mind and marinating in my soul.
Every look in the mirror is a pep talk for my plan of action.
I can't live without that memory.
Food.
Water.
Love.
Hope.
People say these things keep them alive. And they do.
They make life worth living. They give hu-
mans the spark they need to continue on.
But when they’re gone,
All people need is a reason;
A reason to wake up,
A reason to smile,
A reason to get angry,
A reason to be.
I cannot be happy without a reason.
It is not some greater purpose of my life,
From dancing in our pajamas
To sitting curled up on the couch
You make my day a little brighter
Even if you’re being a little grouch
You were an unexpected gift into my world
They said let me pick your brain out
Wait before you lay down
Will you fill this page now
They tell me how to live and they think I want the same route
I've never been content as if all I see if rain clouds
Black moles
Swelling and swarming
A sea
The moon relieved
Tide recedes
Washed up in the sands
Without you.
But this was all I ever wanted
To be
Without you.
The reassurance that I can feel. Feel sorry. Feel happy. Feel loved. Feel significant. Feel regret. Feel empathy. Just Feel.
If I were stranded
All I would need is my family
My family takes care of me
Gives me hope
Showers me in joy
Gives me an abundance of happiness
And creates a sense of peace
i am, i am, i am
sylvia plath bragged
and so do i
i think therefore i am
therefore i am what i think
it doesn’t sound christian
but all i really need is me
what i mean is, my mind.
Most say you need food and water to survive
But without you
I dont know how else to be alive
Before you wiggled into my life, I was nothing
I was a vacant vessel strolling through life without another hand to hold
Family should make you feel like you can conquer the world
Family should wipe away your tears
Family should uplift you when you're down
Family should vanquish all your fears
creativity
an outlet
as natural
as necessary
as neverending
as breathing, or the beating
of my
heart
a life force that
cannot be
severed
a door into the realm
You Gave Me Affection
In the year 2012,
I came to know Your name.
Your love,
Your salvation and inner flame.
You gave me hope
And friends who showed me kindness.
Family is special.
My parents love me so dear.
I couldn't live without family.
They need to be near.
I love my grandma's cooking,
And a good Sunday family meal.
I love my cousins and aunts,
Boring.
How dull life can seem
When there is a constant stream
Of needless necessities.
Bland.
How tedious everyday can be
Greater is he
The one thing I cant live without
For I know he loves me without a doubt
He provides me with everything I need and more
So on this island what more can I ask for
Have to love myself and have to want myself,
You simply can't compare it to something on a shelf.
See it as narcisstic or maybe a bit vain
Once you lose yourself, you are never the same
“Have you ever heard of the power of words?”
He sounds like some sort of Jehovah’s Witness, standing there on the sidewalk with his books hugged tight to his chest, staring at her with eyes so impossibly wide.
The one thing I can’t live without I can’t exist, without the people that made me this way Every day they pray That I won’t be lead astray They see me at my worst And the times I feel like I could burst They see me at my best And still they love m
Big Brother's Guidance
Inseprable.
The way you took hold of me.
Its like you were controlling me.
I wanted to be just like you.
In everything you do.
You taught me to work hard.
All I need is my mind,
And, in turn, my thoughts refined,
For as Descartes would have sworn,
That is all I truly own.
If I were gone and never found,
Or stranded somewhere underground,
I am a mountain of arid timber,
with kindling that fills my every fissure,
surrounded by forests full of tinder.
A potential pyre, impossible to hinder,
that would burn with more than ample vigor
What is good?
Or what is bad?
Oh I wonder who I am
Looking at the stars above
Makes my heart feel so small
This question I cant solve
Awh! Where do I belong?
My soul feels bare
Sophomore year of high school. My first day of choir ever. I'm put into an alto section that was a little more than judgemental. One girl makes a comment on my purple hair.
I'm sorry that this has happened. I'm sorry that I was your only person to talk to and now I'm gone. I'm sorry that I followed the same path that you almost took. I'm sorry that I told you to fight and then I didn't.
All I need for me to be is my mommy and me
My mom for giving me laughs and smiles
As we look for help walking a thousand miles
She can help me get through anything
Even teach me how to make a little string
My soul has found a mistress, and a loyal wife to match.
But after birth my sweet love found the scratches on my back.
So for now she leaves me lonely, waiting to return to black.
What can't I live without
What I can't breathe about
Breathe to the understanding of my own self
What I can't live without
What i can't eat without
Eat without the comfort in my own shell
I don't need any one thing in this world,
I don't need a what, or a where, or a how.
What I need is a who and who I need is you.
For the 19 years of my life you have kept me going,
For if I had to wander on the sand for eternity, Id bring my lovely pendent with me. For even if it becomes ugly and impure, the heart it holds will always be dear.
I'm scrolling Tumblr, and my eyes are shot with an image that shakes my stomach
I'm lying awake, and my mind gags on thoughts to horrid to verbalize
Hum my secrets inside of every song
Hallelujah my way to hell
Just send me off with notes and melodies
I wake up
and my body is clay
Cetrizine to empty my nose.
Alprazolam to empty my head.
Caffeine to make my blood run.
Nicotine to make me look calm.
I wake up
She is sitting attentively.
I’m sprawled across the bed telling a story lined with too many complaints,
but there she sits.
Words.
Opinions, Ideas, Thoughts.
Expression, Communication, Argumentation.
Essential to human survival in a world so loud.
So boisterous.
Surrounded all around are things of all kind
things I cant function without but things that i dont need
my need is what I have to find when i ask finally
what is it I need and want at once to live my eternity
One day they asked me where or when
I'd think myself to be,
five years from now, or maybe ten
spent with their company.
I said to them, and say to you,
I'm sure I do not know-
fire:your red and orange flames,keep me warm,cook my food,santize my water, keep predators away,be my light in the dark, your crackling will keep me company, the one thing I'll need to live.
If Icould only have one thing
If I couldn't even have two
If I found myself in this perdiciment
I for sure know what I would do
Most men would want money or fame
Or perhaps some precious dame
My four legged friend,
though we might get parted for various reasons,
I will always have you in my heart
Because although you might not have understood what I said,
What is this piece in my hand?
The bullet and bullet shells coordinate as a band.
It sometimes be on water or land.
As time evolve, we evolve at the same time that a musket looks like a papergun
she needs to be beautiful
he needs to have sex
they need money
we need entertainment
everyone needs education
she needs makeup
he needs a girlfriend
they need coffee
I need the burning kiss of the sunI need the enticing gaze of the earthI need the swaying humOf all that is aliveIn the silence
How to
decide?
who can tell me-
what I Need
But me
air, water, food?
its all too true
but the one thing I Need
will Always be You
People to see
Society as a We
Life never turns out how you want it to
Through trials
Never stopping
Or thinking about… stop
Turn back the clock
Think about who you are
Materials mean nothing to you
You need
You need
If I lived in a world without art
There would be a hole in my heart,
Cause it completes me
In a way no one else can see
From their eyes, and it gives me reasons
To live and learn life lessons.
“Finger Lickin’ Chicken Wings”
Love is so commonly thrown around
We love dogs
We love clowns
What a stereotypical question
What is it you need to survive,
To thrive.
So many answers rush through my head,
but it all boils down to one all encomapssing word:
Love.
All I need is that intangible thing
That makes the heart beat and leap about a million miles per hour.
All I need is that instrument
Which plays beautiful, passionate music loud and clear
I’ve never wanted lots of stuff
or fancy diamond rings.
I always think that’s too much fluff,
too many needless things.
I am right in front of you.
how many of you are actually listening?
I can hear their cry.
Their cry gets louder as more and more people turn their backs
He is cruel in his confusing love
My thoughts are racing
Does he adore me?
I step forward and reach out my hand
Will he retract from my touch?
Soft and sweet he stares deep into my soul
Take it easy
He would say
As we walked out the door
After a kiss
Goodbye
Whether we leave for a week
Or leave for the park
He’d say it
That was his special way
what if I were on an island all alone?
With no way to write letters home.
Not with tellagram nor cellular phone.
What would be the one thing I would take along with me?
Show me the part
In your scripture
Where it reads
"The female shan't carry hair in her pits."
Show me the picture
Of hairless legs
And straightened locks
And bared nether regions
Look around
Left
Right
What happened to my sunlight?
The rays of growth
I feel alone
Cuz in this world people don't exist, right?
I loved the way my lover touched me
Legend tells of a fountain,One drink and your young again.But if you drink from itWill you remember every little bit?
What is most important to me
Is acceptance of everyone we see.
Black, white, Asian and all
My desire is diversity.
Not a soul makes itself known, for I am alone.
Alone with my thoughts and worries,
Alone and afraid to survive.
Food is not my concern for survival.
I place my clay into the sculpters pallid hands and press play
Images flicker of white rabbits with antiquated watches
There is no black or smell of decay
Shrinking and growing mind over matter
Trapped in the world of endless green
Stuck there forever
Who wouldn't go mad?
I certainly won't
Once you lose your mind you lose all hope
I am Sane
i might be moderately in love with the stephen sondheim
or rather music
the way intervals fall and build like waves in the sea
each sentence a possibility for a rhyme
I know I am lonely.
I am lonely when alone in my room at 5:30am
and I am lonely when surrounded by a crowd of people
and I am definitely lonely now.
I know I am lonely, even perpetually so, because
Writing provides nourishment for my soul
A reprieve for my overly analytic mind,
Saving me every day,
Allowing me to function as an individual.
A Poem about how training for weightlifting in the Olympic Games
changed my life for the better and pushed me away from being
depressed and suicidal.
I sat in a dark whole of misery,
As the waves crash down, the walls close in,
Thoughts and ideas remain stagnant having nowhere to escape to.
I scream them out loud, but they disappear into the wind.
What’s the point of that?
Minimalism isn’t minimal at all.
Less is more, but what could possibly mean more than the oxygen circulating through your lungs,
Dulce et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori.
They say it is sweet and fitting to die for one’s country.
Yet the reward of their loss
Is the truly fitting thing.
We could not live
without it.
our reward.
I can't live without happiness;
However, I can survive.
But, is a life without living, and only surviving, a life worth keeping alive?
Society wants money, and power, and demand for respect.
Your teeth will always be there,
even when you're not smiling.
When the tears break and fall down your face,
sitting on the front porch swing,
though my mind seems to Work against me,
you are there.
when all I can think of is death and years of failed intentions,
you are there.
when i feel as if no one Loves me for who i am,
you are there.
I sit, on a desert island.
There he is.
He who does not judge.
He who lets me live and let live
My life, my soul, my everything
He sits with me, glistening in the sun
What do I need? Or what's the one thing I need in order to breath?
That's a tough one.
Some might pick an object, or just love and care. Others will take it logically and say lots of air.
Always there.
Best friend.
Shoulder to cry on.
Chatterbox.
Best company.
Never a dull moment.
Would not be here without you.
Most selfless person.
Caring.
Isolation at its peak
Abandoned on an island
With nothing to see
But water as far as can be
What would you bring
If it meant you can see
All the beauty and wonder
As I sit in class,
Moping,Daydreaming,Looking at the clock
As I tune out the teacher, The math, The english, The science,
I think.
When I sit at home,
Christ died for forgetful people.
We love Him yet we cheat on Him, how deceitful.
But hey dawg don't trip I know the feelin!
But I'm telling you no matter what to never stop searching for the words of healin'.
I stare at the screen.
My curser blinks on an empty word document
and I feel my mind rumble in frustration.
Today the words will not come.
Instead, I have a never-ending stream of consciousness,
Of all the countless things that make up my life
Without even them all would cause only little strife
What would cause unbearable pain
Would be to lose those who are always on the brain
Something untouchable, flowing endlessly
Without end but most definitely with a beginning.
It is a song progressing through a melody
With the metronome slowly ticking
Counting down the life expectancy
What do I need? Or what's the one thing I need in order to breath?
That's a tough one.
Some might pick an object, or just love and care. Others will take it logically and say lots of air.
Who am I really?Am I that A I got on my science fair project?Or the forty seven percent I received on my math test?Am I the person who was heartbroken for months because he didn't love me anymore? Or am I the person
The moonlit beach a ribbon in the night,
I hear the salty waves with their loud quietness.
My footprints mar the unblemished sand.
Me on the island, the island in me.
I sit all alone on my “darkling” shore
I am stuck on a island everyday
From the unaccessible sidewalks
To the bigoted words you say
Yes I may be handicapped
But aren't we all in our own way
Deserted,
Alone,
Just me,
All by my lonesome
But I bring you,
Along,
With me,
In this together
My hope,
Thoughts,
And travels,
Mean nothing
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Music gently wakes me every early morning
Amy Winehouse begins singing without much warning.
I'll eat breakfast with the Beatles on Sundays, cool!
The tiny Humans play
minds full of STATIC
a soft lull, the peaceful Ocean
my Mind is a roar
perplexing and vexing,
never Silent never Still.
Intelligence;
a Blessing and a Curse
All I need is my fashion
These colors that drape my body are tools of expression
You use school uniform to teach me a lesson
That primarily, what I should strive for is social acceptance
My person is the thing I'd need most
On a deserted island
We would lay there right by the coast
Smilin'
The cool, dark blackness of the cave ushers you in with an aloof smile.
Creepy crawlies slither underneath your feet as you tread as carefully as you dare.
I’m sorry I am not the type of daughter you want me to be
I’m sorry I kept on spilling water on the kitchen floor like a mighty waterfall releasing all it’s oxygen
People body shame people.
Why do they do it?
Do they have other things to be worried about?
This world is full of mindless delinquents
I am not beautiful I am beauty
I am not attracted I am attractive
I’m the air that gets released
I’m the air that you breathe
But society only sends us plenty
ONE
I’ve always hated you
You were always there whenever my big, dark brown eyes
Aimed straight at the boy whom I used to value
TWO
I may not be perfect
But I can always care for you like how a little girl loves her teddy bear.
I may not be perfect
But I can be the most
By my lonesome on a barren paradise I don't need breath
I dont yearn for the food or the high tech gadgets of my generation
I long for the wavey blue waters that are his eyes
Values are a necessity
There Essentials with credentials Keeping me gentleFrom insecurity Shutting doors With no sense of accordance Giving me notice Of the important
“Why do you have to be so hard?”
“You know missing one day of practice is like missing the entire season.”
“Why do you always want to kill me?”
“Why do you have to be so hard?”
“You know missing one day of practice is like missing the entire season.”
“Why do you always want to kill me?”
As I write a verse or lyric
I think of what comes to my mind
Never trying to think to quick
Even though the meaning is blind.
Sometimes I write what I'm feeling
Making the words come easier.
With your eyes so deep blue
and the sight of your lovely pale face.
Oh, you don't have a clue!
It feels like I'm with you in space.
You've taken my heart.
I can not live without my tree
She is all I need.
She is bold, as the stories have told.
She stands tall and never lets me fall.
I look and see, it's raining outside
Quickly, I look for a place to hide
The moment I open the door it hits me
Your smell, your auroma, your taste
Even your touch warms me
One Americano, please
i need to love myself
i need to love myself to understand
Emotions
i need to love myself or else
i may end up crazy or sad
Solitude
i need to love myself to survive
"Row" they said
"easy" they said
no running, no jumping, no ability required
"row" they scream
"harder" they scream
oars whipping, boat creaking, water racing.
Relaxation
No temptation
Rejuvination
Allowing nature
to shine
like the sun
to go on
like the waves
to be unexpecting
because
there is
never
One of man’s oldest tools
A Paper.
Barely recognized, even ignored
A Paper.
Thrown away, stored away, never to be seen again
A Paper.
One of man’s oldest tools
A Paper.
Barely recognized, even ignored
A Paper.
Thrown away, stored away, never to be seen again
A Paper.
Seconds, minutes, hours, or days
I need a good song to play through my ears
And into my brain
The constant sounds
The fluid melodies
The beats
The tempos
The messages in a song
Our existence isn't so dreadful
When there's smeone to care for
Or even better, one that'll be there
At your highest to cheer you on
And at your lowest to bring you comfort
I can't live without air.
Seriously.
That automatic pull that the lungs take,
that convert within themselves,
without us even thinking or knowing.
That creation of taking in and out what is around.
I am a woman.
It's how I was born.
It's how I identify.
It's part of who I am.
But some people in this world
Think that they can punish me
Because of an "F" on a birth certificate.
Holding it within my heart
Only death can take it away from me
Part of me wants to give it up for a while
Even though it is my only chance at survival
Hello, my dear intangible companion
It is my greatest love,
My deepest passion,
The keeper of my sanity,
And the pillar of my strength.
Without it,
I am an abyss.
It resonates within my head,
And within my heart.
Happiness is elusive.
Sometimes it hides in the hands
of a boy,
his fingertips across my back.
And I need his hands
like concrete blocks,
to build up my spine.
And I need his mouth
It has been so long since I started the climb,
That I hardly remember when I began.
Was it when I walked you to your car?
Or when we got coffee together?
It meant nothing to you,
but to me it was a mountain.
Music fills my ears
nurishment for my hungry soul
without a home, but I hear a cord and I am content
drowning in fear, but the melody is my savior
keeing my head above the water
Anything a heart desires
Locked away
Listening to you without return
I can't imagine a world without it
Family
Without them I wouldn’t exist
They keep me laughing even when I’m down
I don’t know anyone else better to turn my frown upside down
You carried me with you for nine months whole
And when I was born your heart I stole
You fell in love with me at first sight
You promised to care for me and raise me right
I say I hate it.
In fact, it causes me the most pain.
Regardless, it makes me human;
Regardless, it is my composition.
I say I want it gone,
You carried me with you for nine months whole
And when I was born your heart I stole
You fell in love with me at first sight
You promised to care for me and raise me right
One car headed East
The other West
This time is just like all the rest
Lovers apart in distance
In the middle is where they meet
Looking for a place to eat
We are all stranded in a deserted dominion
Opressed by one's self, that's fact not opinion
We take for granted what at glance is obvious and true
For when we question is when we get the full view
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
I cry and weep silently.
I then laugh for I am alone.
I can cry loud and ugly.
I can cry as freely as I want.
All I Need is the Sky
There are no golden tickets,
no miracles,
no blessings,
when the sky is truly lost.
She doesn’t wear a cape but she is still a hero.
She doesn’t have a degree but she is still a teacher.
She doesn’t have medical experience but she is a nurse.
She doesn’t know karate but she still fights for me.
Stranded on a desert island
Trapped among the resetless wind
Confined with thoughts I'd rarther abandon
And memories that have me pinned
One thing saves me from it all
All I need to keep me sane
Her, it was all her doing.
The memories still fresh and brewing,
Those days where she would say "it will be alright"
Those nights when she would hold me tight
No one could ever feel that unconditional love
There's a line between what we need and what we want,
Blurred by our own desires.
Everyday we ask for acceptence from others,
From the way we dress,
To the way we talk,
It's our way of asking.
You're the one who keeps me grounded. The one who creates light in this dark path.
You help me find my way when I get lost.
You're the one I run to in times of need.
I'd be lost without you.
As i sit down to ponder
What can't I live without
When I feel happiness
has come to a drought
When the tides of life destroy
my blissful horizon
And challenges try to stop me from striving
Stuck on an island with sand in my toes,
I’m the only one here – my thoughts are my foes.
I sit on the ground and take a long, deep, calm breath,
Trying not to think of my impending death.
It's not something that you can touch.
It's not somehting that you can see.
It's something that you can buy.
It's soemthing that you can be.
Other people have it.
Other people but not me.
Today my pick won’t go farther than three inches
into this jungle.
I could straighten it, but that would take too long,
leaving me with only exhausted arms and a smoky bathroom.
Crashing waves collideWith waves of vibrations heardBut not seen,Felt but not touched.A day without you is a day without us
The synthesis of two,
The liquefaction they behold,
Flesh made new,
The threshold.
Barren lands we express,
The shriveled up flowers a shore,
Salt and Sand we digest,
Surrounded by nothing,
where could I be?
nothing but a blue abyss,
I'm here,
lost at sea.
I walk the island,
trying to cope.
I found you there,
sitting upon a sandy slope.
Sounds of notifications fill the air,
as soldiers battle for thier right to share.
They use swords, shields, and even pikes!
All in the pursuit of favorites and likes
They post things that are nonsensical and dull,
I need this, you, the air which I breath
I need your teachings to help me grow,
Grow into something beyond a butterfly,
A butterfly which flies above the normal boundries,
If food were no issue and supplies I could make,
To my own little island one item I'd take.
Not the pencil that crafts my words and my art,
In truth that ranks only second in my heart.
It’s a cold feeling.A feeling that leaves a person with the impression that there is no safety net at the bottomA feeling that reminds me that desperation is for the flies on the wall, listening.It’s a blanket still.
A pile of wood and ivory.
Her tired frame sits uncomfortably
until I join her.
The music leaves my mind in a rush of fire,
through my veins and out of my fingertips it explodes
when I take my seat.
If I had to give it all up
With only one exception
My memories would surely be
The thing that I would mention
While money and objects
Are truly quite nice
To lose my best moments would be
I wonder what means the most to me.
I wonder what creates the weight
That I reflect onto an object's 'meaning'.
I wonder about wonder itself:
How it's discovered,
How it's forgotten,
It's all in the little things
It's all in the lies we tell ourselves
Tomorrow will be better
Tomorrow, I'll be stronger
It's in the way we fall apart and
Piece ourselves back together
I don’t know how I got here.
I woke up suddenly in this nightmare.
This hellish place--
No water, no food--
This sand burning my face.
All I need
is a hand to hold.
Teach me how to be bold
I do not need to be told,
I need to be shown
not by diagrams and charts
but by the careing of someones heart.
Though it’s dark outside, always dimShe comes to me, on a whim
Calm and loudBut small and proud
A withered old friendFrom just around the bend
Discouraged and distraughtWas everything for naught?
All I need
'Sides air to breathe
And jobs to keep me
In the green
Is love - exchanged 'tween you and me.
Not like dutch
A dark nightWith heavy clouds
Threaten to pourDown the rain
A little flyLonely and isolated
Lost in the darknessLost forever
The drops begin to pourDrowningthe fly
All I ever needed was you
All you had to do was tell me the truth
Instead of doing all of that you put me through
I was suppose to be someone you loved
But yet you placed someone else above me
My best friend
became my superhero
in seconds flat
my world
point of view
was sky high
then came crashing down
my superhero
was my super villian
causing pain
*Take my hand *
Come hold my hand,
Run with me my brother until the hour glass loses it's sand.
Hand in hand we run to our destinies
Shaking off the hate and sending out blessings
I cannot live
without my confidence
Because in a world
where women
are seen as
Weak.
Sensitive.
Little.
Dolls.
You cannot succeed
if you don’t believe in
yourself
The adorable wrinkles on your face
They are so full of grace.
You showed me how to appreciate
and that was my blessed fate.
You have been through a lot.
Thank you for all the life lessons you have taught.
To say I need a person
is something I do not like to do.
To say I need anything
is hard for me to do.
People come and go
more times than I can count.
Despite pushing you away,
In times of desperation nearing an untimely termination,
In times of obscurity making me doubt my security,
With no one in sight but the young man in the mirror,
Battered with plight and no help in sight,
Ask me what, or who, I need to survive. Go ahead.
I cant remember the first time she held me,
I cant count how many times she has told me she loved me.
Is Life hypocritical, selfish, and alone; we yearn for others. to give accompaniment. To survive solely alone, To grieve and moan; A Life alone, provides no enjoyment. To be alone.
I smiled at him
from across the cafeteria
and then the gym,
and he smiled back.
Tall, dark, and handsome,
but I knew that was not all.
Would you like to know what I need?
Guess what I need fully, and not even partially?
The very thing that keeps blood rushing through my arteries
I need someone
to talk to
to listen to
to touch
to feel
to embrace
without,
I'm left
With insanity
with misery
with anxiety
with torment
In solitude
Any shelter I build
Can easily be blown away
But my faith will stay
The food I collect
Can rot or be stolen
But my will to survive
Can't be taken
My body can be beaten
A man as vain as thee my love not knows,
For such a gent'man gentle knows not of.
Whose foulness in precious face lingers not,
For thy wick'dness in lying manners hides.
I need your eyes looking back into mine
I need your love, your words, your time.
I need your lips and love divine
I' ve had none of this kind.
I need your secrets spilling from your soul
Alone on a island,
Alone but never by myself.
Alone you are my friend,
Alone you love me with all your heart.
Alone you stand beside me through pain and trial,
Alone I call you friend, buddy, pal, Luda.
Aunties are alternating Chef Shifts
grandmothers are setting grandkids’ portions
The is house drowning in the amazing smells and tastes of
High Blood pressure, diabetes
I've got a face caked in makeup,
and sweat pooling in my palms.
I make last second prop checkups,
and nerves have me forgetting verses from Psalms.
The curtain rises as the lights go up.
Days pass me by,
from Monday to Saturday.
I don’t care anymore,
for time is irrelevant to me anyway.
I have a love hate relationship with the world,
and currently I am feeling only hate.
My eyes flutter open
to a world draped in a haze
a sight so unclear and undefined
that I am left in a daze.
I blink and adjust to the warm light peeking from my windows
In days, weeks, and even yearsIt seems as though you have never left my mind For I see that you are the love in my heartAnd the hate in my soul The soul you have taken from me
Long have I searched for what was lost so long ago
For the memories of those times that I remember nothing about
Without them I feel so empty...
so very very empty...
Back and forth
Back and forth
Scanning the lines
Finding the rhymes
Eyes flicker and flit
Watch the words split
Feeling the pain
Dancing in the rain
Alongside the unsung hero
Lord forgive me I have a mind of a criminal
Subliminal are my thoughts the doctors say its clinical
But who are they to judge just a bunch of imbeciles
Never mind their commentary its all the same critical
My confidence swells as I realize,
I am better than ever to those amber, brown eyes.
They widen as I draw near,
Everything but inferior,
In her presence I feel
It is the thing
that most people neglect
Yet if you were without it
you’d lose the ability to choose and select
It is the thing above all others
you should hold it near and dear
What drink will refresh your pure soul?
The chilled, so buoyant cube float high
With tint of chestnut dark burnish,
It stunts your precious growth toward troll.
Without laughter all is lost.
Giver of hope,
It can help you cope.
The ability to be optimistic,
What a wonderful characteristic.
Glass half-full as they say.
Is it cliche?
You feel numb, Oh so numb.
Yet here you are feeling dumb.
It’s cold. Oh so cold. Your heart feel likes it’s about to explode.
What’s the one thing you can’t live without?
Humans possess remarkable power.
The phenomenal gift to create.
With enough drive and even an hour,
One can construct worlds that are truly great.
Creativity, that, I so adore.
Sometimes all that I want--
And all that I need--
Is me.
Sometimes I don’t want you to tell me whom I am
(Or what I am)
Music dances around their flesh.
Lips part to laugh and smile.
Warmth spreads throughout their bodies.
Malicious fear is taken away.
We occupy imperfect space,
Try best to carve our jagged place,
Among the others of our race-
Look for a hand to hold.
You may feel skeptical at first,
But solitude is far, far worse,
I’m a fool to say it
But you are my world
You are my joy and happiness
My comfort without asking
Not everyone understands
Because you’re a cat
But you are mine
And I am your human
If I am alone on a deserted island
What would I take with me?
Would food and water be on the beach?
Or just miles of salty sea?
I wonder how I would fare alone
What would I take with me?
A baby girl escaping a Russian orphanage
A lost boy alone in New York
A player searching for love in Canada
and
A Navy sailor full of adventure from Massachusetts
All I need to survive is joy. Not the kind that is brought upon by a simple toy. But the kind you get by simple life. I could live with nothing not even a knife.
I cannot live without many things
I need food to keep on going
I need air and lungs to keep on breathing
I need peace to keep on resting
The need that all aspire
They look to admire
A photograph,
A photograph is all I need.
A photograph of the sweetest thing I've ever seen.
With her curly brown hair and light brown eyes, one of my most beautiful treasures in life.
If I was stranded on an island, all I need is the Holy Bible.
Just God's word, is all I need.
His advice, is all I need.
God's ways, is all I need.
To read how great he is, is all I need,
I Need Me
How can I stay sane
when everyone I know is so far away?
There are so many things I’d want to take with me,
but only one thing really matters to me.
If i were to crash down by the deep blue sea
this is the one person i’d want with me.
my mom, my world,
my biggest supporter
