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My love and devotion is overflowing
So I had to bottle my emotions
The ones I'm afraid of showing
Because if the book was open
You bodied me like Hulk Hogan
After the traces of your feet walked away,
Freeing her roots,
those for lengths, were weighed heavy into the earth-
at the mercy of your dishonesty.
To the boy with the beautiful brown eyes:I remember when you said you hated your eyes because they're brown,You never saw them from my eyes,
I'd choose my happiness over you,
Because in the end,
When the flowers wilt, and the wind turns cold,
You'll be gone.
Looking for someone else to call your home.
So in a question of who would it be?
Yesterday,
they said, improve.
I said, on what?
They said, on you.
I said, on me?
But my mirror said,
open your eyes to see,
Dear Fear,
I know this won't reach you but
I'm writing this letter as a means to an end
Once upon a time I loved you dearly
Who gave you the key to my secret garden?
I surely did not
Who gave you the pick to trick the lock to my mind
perhaps a deal had been struck, and I not consulted
I spread the tips of my fingers against the smooth wood of my table- elongated so there’s enough room in the center for a bouquet of roses.I never thought I’d be given roses: a traditional statement.
What am I to your name.
Fondness showed me flames, love gave me kindness.
Feelings grew like a river to the sea, heart deepen to the greatest,
I thought that was it with no knowledge of cruelty all can lead my deepen.
Been this way,
Ever and an age,
Stuck in the headlights,
Yet it's the day.
Busy am I,
Tirelessly,
Making things work,
Unproductively.
Treading water,
O sweet beaut, so fair and intriguing,
At the corner I’m waiting for you;
I’m scratching my head, and inquiring,
What on earth it were best I should do.
Once, I saw a soul in that shinning mirror
and I know what story she has
Those misery and pain in the past
Killing her yet made her steadfast
Everytime I saw her in that mirror
I can feel what she has inside
A woman
A beauty in an embroidered frame
The master of embassy, its creator
That mirror beckons her name, playfully
SELF-WHY WONT YOU LISTEN TO ME...SELF-CANT YOU STOP WAIT AND SEE....WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU ARE TO ACHIEVE...SELF-WHY KEEP DOUBT ON YOUR MIND....SELF-IF THEY DONT LIKE YOU, YOULL BE JUST FINE...
We met one night
You made me feel alive.
Your eyes pulled me in
and your lips collided with mine.
Love is a fragile word,
and I feel it in me.
You say I'm too young
He left me.
After four years and a million memories, each one now stings like a paper cut soaked with vinegar.
The weight of my love for him crushes my chest and my lungs scream for relief.
To be in the middle of this,
Should I be a friend
Or should I be more?
Being your friend is wonderful,
But being your lover is a beautiful blessing.
I'm scared, I'm confused, I'm torn;
My entire life, being in the ocean has been habitually done.
You'll find me visiting there during the rise and fall of the sun.
If this was a crime, I wouldn't run.
I'm looking at our old pictures
They remind me of what we had
But I never thought after I left,
That it would hurt me this bad.
I don't see you very often
But when I do it breaks my heart
MacKenzie means Fire-Born,
and MacK, Kenz, Kenzie Polie, Pooh, Genji, Chuck,
The Oldest Soul she’s ever met,
And the Child that Never Grew Up.
MacKenzie means Fire-Born,
and MacK, Kenz, Kenzie Polie, Pooh, Genji, Chuck,
The Oldest Soul she’s ever met,
And the Child that Never Grew Up.
I am a broken promise,
A disappointment hidden underneath,
I am the words you don't speak,
The ones you try to hide behind your teeth,
I am the name that you try to forget everytime you whine,
I thought I can do better but I've never been so wrong,You walked away from all the pain I've caused you with my tongue,Trust me when I tell you I won't be like that again,
A real man will know your body is sacred
His desires are more than fruit from a tempress' garden
He will be pactient
He will not try to decieve
If he is a man
Then he will only see you
Our embrace so tender
Like a perfect drag
when the smoke pulls in so gracefully
Succumbed to the blissful fog
We starved for one another
Harmoniously
I’m feeling disconnectedIt’s not unusual I guess it’s because I forgot to think about all the things you said you love about meIt might be because I didn’t go back and look at the length of our phone callsThe heart emojis in your text messagesI’m
My chest has the compiled list of the things I want most A detailed description of their face, to the color of their eyesTo the sparkle in their teethI’ve fallen for the way she looks at me to the way he disagreed with me But according to him, my
Too many people say,
Three words; I love you,
And not knowing what that means,
I know I've felt that too.
But when it came to you,
That spark came and went,
Confusion jumped overboard,
Because I love you, I've let you in so many times
Maybe I was wasting my time
Young boys misusing the word "love"
They think they know what it means
But it's clear they just want one thing
Dear J
We met at school
5 years ago
When i met you it was that cheesy thing on the movies that no one thinks it actually happens
But for some reason that day with me it did
When i saw you
Dear J
We met at school
5 years ago
When i met you it was that cheesy thing on the movies that no one thinks it actually happens
But for some reason that day with me it did
When i saw you
Dear Younger Self,
I want You to know:
YOU
ARE
ENOUGH,
don't let anyone tell You any different,
even Yourself.
As the daring dawn deludes me,
Your fervent fire fades,
Were it surely suffocated silently?
Or wrongfully wrought with neglect of my serenades.
For I know, my flaunty faults foster irony,
He was different.
But what came with different
Was a handful of arguments
Mixed with the worst feelings.
Magdalena Garcia
6 February, 2018
Power of Poetry Scholarship
The Art of Finding Yourself
Before You Know It:
With a heart of gold she stands alone.
Hidden among the tons of gravel and stones,
her place of solitude.
Walls built high.
We had dreams
or as I call them now
fantasies
we loved each other
in all ways
inside and out
up and down
it was mad
and “perfect” but
it wasnt real
it was fantasy
You are a self important hero with so many complexes that I have since lost track of my own senses while trying to count them all I am sorry that my pain has given you so much grief but it was mine, remember?
It happened to me once,
Its so clear, I still recall.
The way my heart raced, the way my stomach would fall.
I remember the excitement of being close.
Clean canvas
Two souls
Exuberant passion
Unrealistic hopes
We painted our canvas with golden strokes,
Shine and shimmer of our smiles,
Our sprightly hands flowing free with care,
To the boy that I love
You led me to an ethereal paradise
Slowly
But surely
Your smug face
Endearing smirk
Your voice absorbing me into a million seas
Making me forget everything around me
Ambiance Of Quaint Tapestry
a mere silohette in upholestered transformation blocks the vortex of my mind
I clenched my hands so very tightly my nails left their sharp mark on my pale winter sickened palms as I remembered
Dear Boy,
You gifted me your heart
and I kept it close to mine.
It was my prized procession
and I was determined to keep it safe.
My heart soon grew cold
no longer warm enough
Dear Lover I lost,
I’m a doll crafted from scraps of paper.
I’m small, I’m delicate, and I sit patiently in silence.
Dear You
The one who makes me smile to the point of exhaustion
The one who rids my soul of all feelings of doubt and worthlessness
You make me feel full
A Change of Me
As I pace back and forth in an empty room
where once was never empty and always full.
Life in a Letter
Dear C.A.
You know who you are.
You know i love you.
Why are you so
Hung up on her.
Oh so many nights I threw away
praying to a god that does not exist
to chase away my heartbreak
to place a love between my fists.
I was blinded by my ignorance
how foolish I was not to see
Dear Hands,
I’m sorry for how I used to treat you,
Like disposable gloves.
Creating permanent reminders of what has been and was.
Dear You,
You know way better than this.
Just enough, so it shouldn't hurt you.
You went through way worst.
This tiny little pain shouldn't affect you.
Dear Olivia,
October 13, 2017, I tried to keep it all together
Struggling to keep my eyes open, I tried to make you remember
The great times we had, yet why couldn’t you see them?
Dear Base,
I can see it.
Coming, slowly on the horizon,
wearing a dress drenched in rain but a smile dripping with love.
I can see her.
Coming, slowly on the horizon-
Send me a link to your heart
A post about your inner thoughts
Text me what you feel and know
DM me something real,
Don’t ghost me from your soul.
Dynamite Up Your Ass
no one gets by on any free pass
with a stick of dynamite up your ass
The succession continues
Of violent jerkoffs that
Are guaranteed to be the
Leaders of tomorrow
Nothing made them happy
Nothing made them stay together
Nothing was meant to be and nothing was ever the same
Nothing helped them break up they were just unhappy and everything was messed up
ain't know love in this Mother Fucker
when you put me to the test you'll get a fist
not going to stop until you drop there will be no tears in the end
took my pistol off then cocked it making my way about my business
She feared her life more than she feared the world
She hurt herself more than she was hurt from others
What is love when no one even shows it?
This time it was different...
He made her blush,
Long Gone
Maleek Mayers
Our love is in the past,
I knew it would never last...
You fooled me with your alluring looks,
oh very young don't leave us this time
we look for things in the envelope from the sky
the duration of the clock turns to a chimed lulabye
we seek for shelter amidst the flood of dissipation
The moment we met you were infatuated. You were delusional with affection. The way I learned how to conjure words from the inner pits of lust and fondness created the illusion of something far more complex than love. The epitome of regret.
She called me cuteOnly to find her with another man.
Heart shatteredDream crushedBut life goes on.
Her beauty came like a cool wind,
sweeping the beast off of his feet.
From out of misery and despair
she pulled him from beneath.
Scars lined his back
and bruises covered his face.
3 years of constant heartbeats
With your name written all over my body
Red is glowing between you and me
Everytime we meet
We both knew it
ever since the beginning
that the idea of you and I together
isn't something notional
Yet we're rebels.
We still pictured ourselves
in an abstract painting
hoping to change our destiny
My mind is running wild,
Petiently searching for your face.
My mind is running wild again,
Your absence giving me pain.
Your body is the climax of my story,
