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I haven’t written to you in a while
Not sure if this means I’m moving on
Since I haven’t written much of anything lately but I haven’t written to you in a while.
And I don’t mean to him
i.
I say I don't like
being copied, but then I
go and copy you.
ii.
I can't live without
your imput and telling me
what to do, weird
i.
I say I don't like
being copied, but then I
go and copy you.
ii.
I can't live without
your imput and telling me
what to do, weird
Lost in a shadow,
Do I see you breaking,
Like the walls
Of our sand castle?
Faraway in time
Is that you shining
Like the lights
In my heart?
I will not write you an apology or a eulogy or even a love poem
I will not write you a thank you note or a permission slip or ever an obituary.
I will apologize when I am sorry
And I am not sorry
You’d be surprised to know I still look at your picture saved in the vaults of my phone. The one where we smiled and the room was vibrant, and the lights were red and blue, and the world seemed like a different place.
I used to go to the bar on Sundays
Because I knew you wouldn’t be there
Because I knew it would be safe
Safe from the sight of that smile
When I tell you I love you,
Do not be taken aback by my sincerity
Do not mistake the passion on my tongue for malice
The fiery flick of a candle
A forest fire in a distant dream
You will know I love you when my eyes can’t stand to glance away from your face
You will know I love you when I laugh even at the smallest quip to cross your lips
I love you
I know I probably say it too much
Or maybe I don’t say it enough,
But you see I’m afraid if the words don’t touch the air
If my voice does not pierce the silence
Or graze the center of you ear
At what point will I stop loving you?
Will it be like sun setting after a long day?
Will the sun rise again for that matter?
Or maybe it will be like a match burning out.
What are you doing on Friday?
Would you like to hold my hand and walk by the river?
Would you like to cradle a bottle of wine and a whole box of ritz crackers?
I'm so tired of seeing you, everyone wants to be you, Shining bright like the sun, No problems, That's how everyone sees you, but deep inside you are a bursted Mirror, I'm tired of being You
Days come and go
But my love for you will remain the same
Time flutters through
Tik tok, tik tok
I let you into my life
One breath at a time
My parts, too, are promises
Curve a curl behind my ear as I
Tell you a secret
You, It's been you since the very first day,Those hazel eyes like the alps beneath the bewitching sunset,Stars, embedded like diamonds in the sky, like your soul embedded in mineTogether we enkindle hurricanes, But I boon my rainbow in your arms A
Thank you teacher ,for your kind gesture.
You reached deep in my heart, and encourages me to start.
You polished me ,and I found what I could be.
You made me a way ,to give me a better day.
I've thrown away everything.
I think about my decisions, the tears they sting.
Wondering what tomorrow will bring;
Just another sad song for me to sing.
Just another attempt to conquer this thing.
Tonight... I'll release the pain!
Tonight... I'll show you who I am!
A sight... I'm afraid to let you see!
A fright... A monster of a man!
I've been trying for so long to let them see,
Can you tell how alone I feel?
Can you tell I'm fighting emotions with which I cannot deal?
Can you see the pain in my eyes?
Can you see me waiting for life to pass me by?
Can you see the hurt, the trauma?
What if we suddenly awoke,
Realized it'd all been a dream?
What kind of feelings would be evoked;
For us what would it mean?
And if I could give back all this time,
Run back across the line,
When the dark of despair reigns my fair fate
And my own cowardly urge engulfs all my light
Will you care to stand by me even in the times
When I'm strangulating with passion all my might?
I am someone who has a playful mind
When curiousity strikes me in
I cant do anything but to find
Whats the best way in
sometimes you get stuck in my mind
like a great song played on repeat
your name crosses my tongue
waiting to be spoken
and the song of you
is a beautiful ballad
one that gets me up off my feet
i fell for you
like the stars
fall for the
moon
and most days
i wonder
if you've fallen
for me
too
Sometimes you just need to stand in the rain,
Let the moon beams shine on your skin like starlight
Feel the water drip down the brim of your nose onto your lips
Breathe in the night air and petrichor
Dreams that taste like memories,
My tonuge twists in my mouth.
I feel your hand caress my cheek.
You catch a falling tear and wipe it, gently, away.
But your kiss is sterile, empty bland.
Live, die, repeat
As the Sun ascends and falls
I grow older - seemlessly, though.
Open the door
And morning explodes.
Opportunities.
Rebirth.
How great are these Days?
I don’t need youI don’tIt took me 8 long monthsBut it’s trueI don’t need your smile or your laughI don’t need your hand tangled in mine
I am rolling hills of Kevlar skin
I am night before the days begin
I am terra cotta heart
I am stories yet to start
I am bones of solid gold
I am young, but I am old
I am war yet to be won
Do you know?
Do you know what happens to a fish without water?
Do you know what happens to a fire without air?
Do you know what happens to the trees without sun?
Your fingers slowly push on my shoulder,
And lower back,
Quietly pulling me closer to you.
Until our hearts are pressed together,
Beating as one.
Time was something as a child that I really couldn’t convince.
It was a complex phenomenon that I really didn’t care to believe.
Time is forever on the run.
If there is a future there is time for mending -
Time to see your troubles almost ending.
Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow -
If you're looking forward to a new tomorrow.
12:00 AM
Good morning
I will look at you
Smile softly because it’s midnight and time to sleep
1:00 AM
Still awake
Isolation of my soul brought out the worst in me
The original justification for this was
Ive been hurt before so why try again
but once I got the taste of love on my toungue again
Every birthday of the past, held anticipation of simply being an older age
Day by day wondering of the woman I would grow up to be
I grow by the second knowing that the now brings out the best in me
You are comfort
You are hope
You are a light behind a
sea of air that I once
thought was a wall of
despair
You are pure
You are true
Your mere presence calms me
I can't
Let these words
Out of my mouth.
Vows so true,
Eternal.
Yet how I wish
O, how I wish for your
Undying self
You think you are out there all alone, you are not meant to be alone.
Your heart is not made of stone, but your will is that of stone.
The voices inside on and on they drone, but you are alive and not a drone.
I had a smile to give you but I hesitated
I waited until you looked away and then all the sudden my smile snuck out of the back door of my mind and then there was nothing
I waited
when it rainsdo not stretch your hands.the drops from the dark clouds are with enmitywon't make the scalds of love
In this life, you can only trust one person,
You.
You will keep your secrets,
You will be there when no one else is,
Even when they batter you to the ground,
You will be there to help yourself up.
You were there when I needed you the most…
When I was breaking under pressure,
Like a sapling overburdened with snow.
I always thought of myself as a mighty oak,
Art is an odd thing
Unexplainable most of the time
But breathtaking all of the time
Artists create pieces to express themselves on canvas
When we see we feel differently
An expression of who we could be
I'm more than willing to put in that work because I believe you're worth it. Open your heart and let me enter. Let's see if we can birth it. By it, i mean something much bigger than us both.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul;
And sings the song without the words
And never stops at all.
Emily Dickinson, you are a wonder. How the world could not see
This pain that built up inside me,
The screaming that shook me to my core.
Took ahold of what i could see,
Till I didn't know what was what anymore.
And there you were being you,
Swimming through water so black,My heart beats dully in its cage.Not a soul should see the crack,Splitting in pieces with conquering rage.
Hey dude,
yeah,
you.
We used to be locker neighbors,
when we were younger.
Man,
I don't think I can,
get over what you did.
You used to be,
a friend to me,
Cheers,
You talked, I listened
You walked, I followed
You taught, I learned
You believed, I exceeded
You thought, I dreamed
You aged, I grew
You were my mentor, I am a mentor
Let me make a toast!
But first, please pour yourself a drink.
Now, let me begin with the achievers:
To all who get up in the morning with a plan to conquer their fears,
I don't want to leave you
I don't want you to never see me again
I know what to do
Color in the lines
Darken the edges
Don't let me fade away
Some noblest of feelings,
Some noblest of thoughts.
And all such noble things,
Came togeather to draft a Billet Doux.
The message of love,
So sweet and simple-
I’m in love,
In love with you.
I have my heart,
my lungs,
and my soul,
but I don't have you,
so tell me how I'm supposed to breath when your my oxygen,
heal my soul when you tore everything down,
Sometimes I look at you and wonder how the world made someone
like you.
Sometimes I look at your life and wonder how you have
remained so kind.
Sometimes I don't know what I did to deserve
I don't care who you are
you need to read this
or let me tell you
so you can hear it for yourself
Hi, my name is Beautiful
which just happens to be who I am
I'm not going to write about you anymore
I can't
they're all sick of you and
it's all my fault
when I talk about you I want to scream
that they're not listening
they don't pay attention anymore
Vastnessis a conceptcreated to stretch boundariesof perception and allow forthe unknown to present itself.
You said I'll fail
You said there's no way
You said I'd never make it
But guess what
I'm here
I've made it
I reached my goals
I'm on my way
Your pink, rosey lips
delicately fell onto the bones of my hips.
Your beaming, bright smile
can send my heartbeat and I traveling over a mile.
Your dainty, lingering fingertips,
could repair sinking ships.
I didn't want to think about the way you said my name;
the way your soft, rose-pink lips moved and curled in a way,
a way that made my heart stop and start so abruptly.
I have food,
but so do you.
I have clothes,
but so do you.
I have friends,
but so do you.
I have a family,
but so do you.
What makes us so different?
I think the reason we cry when we are just that happy,
is because we are afraid to lose something,
that is so rare to find . . .
or at least that's what I do with you.
You can either trick her into thinking your special
Or
You can threaten to leave her
Which one would you rather kill her with?
Dear “The Other Side of Me,”
Why have we been fighting lately?
I honestly think it’s my fault
It’s not you
It’s me
I write this for you,
for when you're feeling blue.
Through the dampness of the night,
know that there is always light.
I write this for you,
for desicions you drew.
For your mistakes,
Life.
The universe.
Reincarnation.
Living.
Breathing.
Do you know what -
what these words
have in common?
Besides grammar -
besides capitalization -
When words
are too much
and thoughts - too little
My message to you
may never be received -
for, I -a novice in
communications - have no way to encode.
No medium fits me
You are never alone,
You are always being followed.
An elusive entity
That is connected by a thread.
Pass that class
Apply for college
Gain more weight
Still get acne
Question yourself
Question your morals
Have regrets
Forgive yourself
Improve yourself
Love yourself
"If you don't write your story,
Someone will write it for you."
I would agree with that.
Yes, I'd say it's true.
But someone will write it anyway,
When you're buried deep in the ground,
"If you don't write your story,
Someone will write it for you."
I would agree with that.
Yes, I'd say it's true.
But someone will write it anyway,
When you're buried deep in the ground,
One day
When I rise above my yearns.
The pains that I've seen incoming
Will be like yet another take on life.
Do not say anything,
Not even a word.
Even if you want me to,
I connot ablige.
Untill you have seen,
My life through my eyes.
I will never say that I didn't need you.
I will never say that you were bad.
I will never say that I felt alone when I was with you.
I will never say that you didn't change me.
To You,
Maybe I wasn't the best thing that happened to you.
But I did happen to you.
This was real.
I breathed and lived inside your heart, so don't you dare tell me
This wasn't real.
I crave those moments
When my deepest senses
— of every corner,
and of every edge
of my entire being —
are touched and awakened.
I crave those moments
When my deepest senses
hello,
in the backyard of the cherished soil,
where my love always falls flat like
swollen notes i never sent.
comma
i stare at you while
the sun rises. the red
solo cup in my hand has been
I am slowly sinking into the quicksand of your love
Letting it envelop me completely and never letting it go
I fall deeper and deeper in your pool of infatauation
Because I love you
“You should buckle up, wear your seatbelt.”
“Have you had anything to eat today?”
You are the sun, I am the moon.
Not entirely related,
Not entirely necessary to have one for the other to survive.
But both entirely important,
But both entirely loved.
Because I love you,
Your happiness is mine,
Your problems are mine.
Just like I am yours.
We were deep into the winter season.
The weather was as cold as ice.
We shivered with all reason.
Our warmth was our price.
Love is providing back-up when the platoon needs it.
Your Platoon.
Love is pushing one to do better and go farther than even the person receiving the love thought possible.
You exist in memories that slip
out my mind. Help me find
a place for you to be present.
Given time in these rhymes
every line will descirbe
bluer skies, suns that rise,
happiness in lovely eyes.
I talk
When you
Don’t have the words,
Because I love you.
I listen
When you
Have news to share,
Because I love you.
I smile
When you
Lack the strength to,
Because I Love You
Because I Love You I will lift you up.
Like clouds with rain
So high in the sky.
Because I Love You I will make you happy.
Love is something you love and think all aboutLove's something you're giving allegiences toLove's not something very ordinaryIf you love it you will take risk for itLove's a medicine reliving your pain
Can you hear the silence?
Can you taste the tears?
Can you see the dark?
Can you mend the wounded?
Can you feel their heart?
the scribbles on the bathroom wall tell the story of a broken heart.
beneath the ink there it lay. barren, clean, new.
the pollution of this rotten inconvenience, while formed through hurt,
the sarcasm in your blood
cuts cold through my heart
so screw you
the look in your eyes
slices my intentions in half
so screw you
your constant questions for me
Because I Love You
Because you are mine,
because you are yours
You've seen me at my worst,
and held me true
You've seen me real,
I am free
An open book,
because i love you, baby, i will hold your hand.
keep your heart in my pocket and my feet in the sand,
with the angels in winter and the dresses in snow
in the songs that you sing when i'm driving slow.
Love is holding someone tight, it is knowing someone cares.
Love is living life, it is thinking of tomorrow and building today.
Love is crying when your hurt, it is knowing that it will heal.
Because I love you I will say no.
Because I love you I will let go.
Because I love you I will support you.
Because I love you I will be your boo.
Because I love you I will do anything.
I took time to notice all the little things about you
Like how your hair was auburn
Or how you laughed
I brought you flowers on our first date
You smelled them and told me they were pretty
Cherokee roses for the wildflower in me, rustling above my Boholano roots that borne me
I alone slept still in my barren garden with lovely wonder
I hold my tongue as you draw my attention with the spell you hypnotized me under
No two strangers
as strange as they be
will ever as strange,
as you, or as me.
We may walk different ways
with distance between what we believe,
but we might never quite grasp
Take my hand
don't be afraid
Your life is so grand
don't let your meaning fade away
Put up a fight
don't ever loose hope
Even if your stomach is tight
They used to hold me softly when I started to break
Like a thing made of fragile glass to be treated
With the wariness and fear of the untouchable.
But not you.
You hold me in iron embrace,
I wonder what makes your eyes glitter
On looking, sad guys become better
Please don’t be mad when i don’t look away
And don’t think i am a sheep gone astray.
Because you are kind,
Because you are patient,
I love you.
Because you do not envy or boast,
Because you are not arrogant or rude,
I love you.
Because you do not insist on your own way,
Love is not chocolates and heart-shaped candy ,Nor be it candlelight and eloquent dinners,In the crowded, glowing midnight city,Nor be it dressed in soft furs,
I did not know what love was until I met him
It was not until I felt him caress my skin
He captured my heart
And locked me away
Because I love you, he said
You have finally stopped thinking about him
Once in awhile though, you reminisce
He gave you a zest for life you never knew possible.
Initially it was inspiration,
then came the taint of purpose.
You left me,
yes it hurts,
your the only one who really did love me?
yes I'm still in love.
you gave me your all,
you choice the drugs.
yet, your still in my thoughts.
I took an online quiz a few years ago...It told me that my soul was ancient,So I sat down today and dusted off my art pens,But I could not put down the image I saw.It eluded my fingertips.
i write you a letter, in a clear hand,
to tell you that
i am no longer willing
to be trapped, in your chains, in your walls
in your endless emptiness
that you fill
with the voices
This is the kind of love story that no one warned you about. This isn't the happily ever after kind of story. This is an incomplete sentence. The lonely page ripped out of the book.
I’m the kind of girl Who dreams of the sky Who watches the clouds With stars in her eyes
I’m the kind of girl With hope in her heart And love in her hands Till it tears her apart
You were written in
Countless languages at once;
You have no possible
Translations.
She looks at you and sees the galaxy in your eyes,
the ocean in your soul.
She sees the sadness in your smile.
Yet,
she loves you
with every drop of her soul's ocean.
What should America be?
A country fo you? Or for me?
Most would say "The greatest nation in the world"
That's an easy answer, for a not-so-easy girl
But why? What makes us great?
Our money? Or lucky fates?
Half past twelve
Ticking began
Surrounded by waves
In lengths that fade
Silence screamed
And my heart gave way
To the beast inside
Never felt this way
Music makes me think of you.
Smiles make me think of you.
Poetry makes me think of you.
Laughter makes me think of you.
Nature makes me think of me of you.
Not fearless. Still brave. Dare to dream. Lovely. All of the things I so desire, and delight in. Conspiring against tragedy.Shakespeare wishes it was a comedy. Escaping from scapegoats, and illness blighting.
Where is my love
Where are my dreams
Hiding behind fanciful schemes
Or rushing through a river
Under the water that gleams
Dirt and shame were my middle names
Only saw brown in the reflection
Couldn’t stop the streams from falling
A broken heart all I felt
31,536,000 seconds in a year
Tick-tick-ticking by
One by one in a perfect line
Never out of place
Ever failing or a being a disgrace
But also never risking
Never trying
Never going
Smoke cascades like soft grey velvet,
past cracked lips that slowly release the worries of the world,
Kill yourself a little bit every day,
because that's better than living long enough to think about you,
I’ve been
Awake full nights,
For the past three months,
Because I’ve got nothing to do.
So instead of doing nothing,
I instead do nothing and
It's 4 pm 12 hours ago I was awake
Make no mistake I've been up so damn late.
Wait, retake.
It's 5 am and 12 hours ago i was walkin,
Close your eyes.
Imagine for a moment you wake up because someone is screaming;
Imagine that he or she is begging for help;
Imagine how the tears fill up your eyes,
When you realize that there's nothing you can do.
Do you understand?
Do you really understand the moment, the exact instant when you realize what the beauty of the day comes to bring you?
Listen to me.
You
are
worthy.
No
matter
what.
I promise,
even if you
never looked
like this by
choice, it doesn't
matter, you are
poetry
an elegant expression of emotions
anything
and
everyrhing
one person sees beauty
one sees pain
it's all up to the decoder
to find the meaning
it resonates
Have you ever experienced a moment in life when you were at a loss of words? Have you ever experienced those breath-taking moments in life--the moments of wonder, beauty, love, peace, happiness, joy, awe, amazement, and life?
YouMy loveMy lifeHave always Been my protectorBeen my powerMy everything Without youI'm lifelessLovelessMe
Do me a huge favor
Dont come back
I have let you in to many times
Ive gotten to a point id let you come back forever
so dont,
this way we both get peace
Maybe I wont move on
But
You will never realize how much he ruined you
When you start talking to someone new; it will hit you
You will not realize until someone tries to do something he did
You will always think about missing him being there
I will never understand something
How can you smile all day long and cry yourself to sleep
Pictures never change but people in them do
How your bestfriend can become someone to hate
I never really understood this,
You were my "person" , meaning that i'm in love you with you, wantint you
You are in love with another person, wanting them
My heart used to skip a few beats because of you
i press on to seek You
i need to know You
i want to be like You
You will never leave nor forsaken me
You said that
here i am, i know You hear me, You hear my prayers
i know that Your time is right
Silence my words
Silence them all
Remove these heavy chains
Your words are poisoning my veins
RED is the violence our kind faces
a discrimination that surpasses
religion and races
An ORANGE tinge outlines
our scars. A reminder of
Injustice comitted this June,
in an Orlando
gay bar.
Memories float behind closed eyes,
drifting dandelion seeds upon an invisible breeze,
just beyond grasp.
Elusive as a dream, though numerous as the leaves on a tree,
Wind oh windYou are here todayGive me strengthGo through my heartCure it from its battleRun through my skinShow me how soft and loving you are!Wind oh windIam glad to know
If all stars were meant to be the same then they would have the same shape and size
they would even be the same in the way they shine.
paper listens with
out judgement no day comes when
ink prints the page who
soaks up tears naked questions
My eyes are mirrors
reflecting the kind-hearted, innocent girl visible to others.
Revealing an optimistic and cool-headed child.
My skin color embraces my Hispanic heritage.
There once was a bride
and the bridegroom, a tree
a wedding ceremony with death as an attendee.
Death held the bride's arm, walking her down the aisle
As he did , he whispered in her ear with a faint smile
The one little fish in a tsunami
Swimming for her life,
Wanting to be free.
Knowing that the fish around her can't hear,
The screams,
The fears.
Dancing around her,
Watching, moving fast.
In the same way the moon lights up the sky when the sun is busy or how the grass sways when the wind breaks, ugliness, not beauty, creates poetry.
A reticent, budding girl,
Pushes all her jumbled feelings down,
But while composing, her thoughts begin to swirl,
no longer enduring emotional drown.
At times when nobody listened,
Sympathy lies as the stars align-coincide with the breath of humanity’s cryto become one with the stars and breatheout life. Come in, come in, but keep your hands at the sides.
I have always been good with words
As a child they called me slick J
With the flick of my tongue, they would do whatever I said
In middle school, I began to rap
All to those who laugh at me:
I am not your enemy,
I am not your friend,
no we are not aquainted.
My voice may sound fainted, but the truth is that's all me.
She smiles everyday.
Laughs all the time.
She's the one who makes you smile all the time.
Always bringing happiness to the room.
But do you know what she feels like on the inside?
God created the universe in seven daysOr at least that's what a book says. The Mayans wrote a calendar And everyone swore the world was going to end. Romeo and Juliet are the epitome of loveAll because Shakespeare wrote a play.I write in hopes tha
It's really a lovely image, isn't it:
The Lone Poetess, writing boldly, in tune
A world unto herself, a world in her mind.
I am not her.
I can't build worlds for myself;
What Can I
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[Verse 1:]
So, they ask me what’s poetry.
What can I do but tell you what this poet thinks?
Someone else's battle is different from mine.They've been through struggles I can't face.And I've been through struggles they can't face.That doesn't give me any rights.
Writing isn’t a talent
Writing is an art
An art that even people with minds under lock and key
Shades snapped shut
I Have This Little Fire
I have this little fire.
It’s deep inside of me.
Sometimes it’s thin like wire,
But others, thick as trees.
This little flame is searing,
It never leaves my mind;
Being a shy and reserved teen, I've always feel out of place. Going through a deep depression, a light came into my depth of darkness, which is my 10th grade teacher. She inspired me to express myself through root word play.
I wish to be yours
and nonetheless,
I wish to be the name
that makes you catch a breath.
I wish to be awaken
by your beautiful face,
I wish to be yours
and no one takes my place.
Rhyme
This time
Sam-I-am
Green eggs and ham
Just pretend there is a place
Where the sidewalk actually ends
Place, please, plays, prays, praise, pays, pace?
Face disgrace to human race
I’m mining a tunnel
Where to I don’t know
Maybe next I’ll build a bridge
But until then I am mining a tunnel
As I mine I begin to wonder
What will become of this?
My gift.
My voice.
A melody.
A tune.
A sound.
Which then became
Words recited rapidly
And rhythmically.
I soon discovered
It was a form
Of p-o-e-t-r-y.
confrontation scares me.
I don’t like to talk it out,
my tongue gets twisted
I hate to scream and shout,
I cant communicate how I feel
unless I write it down.
Poetry,
A outlet for me, even at the age of three,
Writing became my therapy,
In my darkest moments, hidden from the world,
Alone, scared, silent,
My fingers searched for my pen and paper,
Reality is whatever my words make it.
A long forgotten shack in the middle of a blizzard,
We are told as a teen to believe.
To believe in childhood myths to boost our esteem
That one-day they can release our fatigues in hopes to proceed,
Step by step
rattled breath by rattled breath
with the things I felt
I hoped for death.
The echoes of dribbling
the sounds of squeaking
did nothing
to drown out the pleading.
Words once swam around my
Skin and danced across my
Fingers and sung melodies I
Couldn't understand
It was wonderful when
My teacher told me I could
Keep them like
English teachers often hearken back to simpler days
And swoon over Shakespearean verse
But the Bard’s sonnets often put my mind in a haze
His archaic words scorning me like a curse
Poetry and I
Are joined by a common thread
Considered by some an obstinacy
But most appreciate the freedom
To appreciate the worth in everything
The refusal to take a side
Employ the men who left their homes. Afraid, astray, alone they fight.Return, return, insist the moms. Frontiers assault and chill the bones.Nor friend nor foe, welcome the light.Employ the men who left their homes. Avow their dignity and pay
Poetry is food for the mind
At our youngest ages
We yearn for attention
We long for satisfaction
And hope for fulfillment
Poetry is dead, he said,
As he woke up with the sun.
As his breath came out in gentle puffs
And a silent song was sung.
I lived and I praised and I loved and I gave
And Finally
I was empty
Nothing
Left
In Me
Been turned to the side by the mind's greatest enemy
Depression
What a taboo word
As I touched the powdery texture of its skin.
My hands could not resist the urge to pick the thin ball point with dark black ink.
As my hand and the ink touch its skin it felt as if we were made for each other.
A poet usually never speaks on why something or someone still lingers in their mind though they are no longer a part.
Frozen.
Stuck.
Words failing to form.
A story too long to focus on.
Suddenly,
A butterfly thought.
Fluttering around before landing on a new paper.
The world fallen silent.
Sitting in a library
Pulling books, one by one
Off the shelf,
Reading, reading
Shuffling forward,
Repeatedly, repeatedly
Nothing fits,
Nothing clicks.
Because I could not stop for life
He kindly stopped for me
And in the carriage life and I
And purest poetry
Life picked me up and showed me things
I hadn't seen before
There was a slippery slope,
I almost fell into a hole
However, you came
while I was a wreck
Unexpected, but you met me
at this broken place of hopelessness
I began to pour out every emotion
Woke up this morning terrified to speak my mind, guess you're wondering why?
So let's rewind back to this kid about four foot three,
Being picked apart because he didn't rock jay's on his feet,
Can I Sense What the Physical Eye Cannot Detect ?
By: Alesiya Walker
When a heart pleads for love,
It is the voice in your head
Some have given it a name: Conscience
but Mine screams and screams
Never turning off.
And so I write to free
my cluttered mind to be
An empty and calm place
The paper screams
for me to reunite him with his love.
The paper and the pencil,
they seem like the perfect pair.
Who am I to keep them apart?
I fill his empty lines with dark letters,
Life is full of wonder,
fulfillment and love,
kindness from above,
your life starts as a blank page,
but as you go on it turns to a book full of poems,
pages and pages that tell you a story.
I write to let people know the real me, not the one their minds made me up to be.
If you really knew me, you'd know after my parents divorce ,my mother became mentally abusive.
A fat black girl in a skinny white woman’s world
That’s where it all started
Looking to be accepted into society’s standards
Never finding myself aimed towards the target
12th grade…
The night is black as the Dead Sea,
As waves of emotions crash over me.
The stars glisten in the skies above,
As I wish for only a taste of love.
To a dear poet I once knew,
and so many things remind me of you
always of you, and you, and you
i’m reminded of your hands, and the way your neck curves to meet your shoulders
the way my shirt hangs off of you like its ten sizes too big
You said nothing was worse than losing the one you love
I lie here dying while you take yourself apart like a house of cards
The light fades from my eyes whiles yours are burning brightly
I do not write poetry for people.
I do not write poetry for you.
I am blessed, yes, but I sit beneath no peepul.
It is not for the “ahs” or the “oohs”
I write poetry
Not for me.
I can't speak very well.
Words get caught and cluttered in the middle of my brain and what comes out
doesn't quite say what I mean.
But damn, when I get a pencil
Shakespeare's got nothing on me.
Poetry is an open letter that I never mean to send.
Poetry is the escape that keeps my family from its end.
It keeps my anger from building into a skyscraper,
and it keeps my heart from bleeding on my sleeve.
Ink spots litter my fingers; I see the beauty of words,
Words,
In jumbled messes, scattered all over what, once, used to be a blank sheet.
I'm not going to say your gut is endless,
because there is a bottom.
Sometimes you stomach is full,
or empty it depends on where I go.
A "picky eater" is a name,
Pain, fierce it stings just to think about it.Need, strong enough to kill unless you live without it.
Some lessons in school
Come and go
Others however
Help you to reap and sow
Poetry is a tool that
Has many uses
The reason I love it, it helps
Cope with life’s abuses
voices in my head
so scared i barely went to bed
i did not know what to do
only if the people around me knew
never much cared for writing
until it was all i had
putting my thoughts into words
With mind full, ready to burst,Pencil poised and ready.Once was hungry, filled with thirst,but now is sure and steady. Thoughts and ideas pour in and flow out.The dots all connecting.Of my efforts, there can be no doubt.My voice clearly projecting
I wish I could hide
Find a place devoid of you
But every space is you
No matter the distance
I am still next you
Caught in your shadown
The saying goes, “A picture is worth a thousand words,”
But I know that the 26 letters of the alphabet are what makes millions of those words.
So, I use my words to create the imagery that's worth a thousand words.
sometimes I feel neverending
sometimes I feel very small
today was a small day.
the little piece of paper
on the end of the tea bag
read me a poem
to make me feel better.
English class is not for me
Essays and speeches
I don't like to see
Grammar lessons
Just let me be
Reading books
Not my cup of Tea
But Poetry, oh Poetry
A wildfire, mind transpired.Burning leaves and flowers.My mind, a fiery shower.I think vivid. Lucid.Thinking of all the things you did.Traveling far off in the distance.
My Poetry is My Life
How I convey My Strife
This gift it comes from above
It is the utensil in which I demonstrate my Love
Sometimes it comes in Lyrical waves
Once, on a broken winter's day when I had nothing left
No words to say, no power lain upon my shoulder, I wept
Silent tears of nothingness, not knowing I was home
To feel left without destiny, abandoned, isolated, alone
There is an dimension between love and war; in mentality, arguements occur in thought. In dreams, I get a particular emotion that cannot be tamed, but controled or overthrown.
Burning power of an unbridled storm.
Searing Passion of Hatreds' scorn.
Guilty pain punctured my soul.
My mind was bursting, nearly full.
History of anger and heritage of strife,
You came into my life like a whirlwind during my darkest times and with you, you brought a light.
Some people just don't understand and some do.
You were and still are the one thing I know I can count on,
Taking some time to think back
It is quite difficult to track
The date of the beginning
When poetry I found fitting
I sought to feel.
I confused my emotions for people with the ideas I had of them.
I remember falling for someone
because they were to themselves. Their obscureness brought me great determination.
I've stopped counting
I broke my vocabulary free, suddenly I see
Why everyone is okay with being numb all the time
It's easier to feel nothing, than everything
Now, I realize
These words I write
Are the only ones that feel right
Living in a world of wrong
These poems are my songs
The songs of struggling to find a way
To get through each and every day
When I looked at me
What did I see?
But a lonesome girl
With no personality
Then I came across
This thing called poetry
And read Ego Trippin’
By Nikki Giovanni
Only to realize
It all started when i was young and had a love
for the way lyrics coursed into my ears and set my body a flame
As i acquired years i found my other love
The written word ,A bundle of pages that took you to another world
I blush the color of a pink blossoming rose when I think of how you’re in my life. I could travel to a thousand mountaintops and none would make me shiver the way you do.
The magic of poetry starts within ones heart
Filled with flair and grace is where it starts
Pen in hand every minute of the day
Start to sing and thing along the way
You started
as just an assignment.
Something I had
to do to keep that grade up.
But,
once I was done with you
I missed you.
It didn't take long
before I had a whole book
People talk about how opinions don’t matter but I think they do. I am united with my fellow poets as we embark on a journey leading us into deeper thoughts. You wonder what being a poet means to me, and I say everything.
You compose a symphony
that consists of every sound that resurrects a grim memory.
You seek solace in pain,
it's the only constant you've ever known.
A Krazy Kahlo and Picasso
By Lauren Ward
All I Need Is a Painting.
A Picasso. Or maybe a Frida Kahlo.
"Poetry is lighthearted, fun, and pretty!" says the teacher
well this student says,"FUCK THAT!"
For all the times I've been pissed off, let down, upset, wronged, estranged,
i have faith in someday
a someday where it's you and me,kissing and laughing and promisingeternity
Under the waters of the deep blue sea
I swam 'cross waters intrigued as can be
The waves agreed to show me around; tide in my fawn
I had time on my hands, for each day a new flavor
I could fill a notebok with all the things I love
I could write until I ran out of ink
I could talk until I lost my voice
I could
and I would
but I won't
because I'm only allowed one
i am the ghost you never knew
i was the one you passed and stole a second glance
i was the ghost you would turn to in times of woe
i was the one who picked you up when you were down
I can guarantee
that when you see me
I will be
overthinking
It's a bit of a curse
the outcome can hurt
but I'd be lying to say
it didn't have its perks
I thought I needed you,
Desiring your presence
Or your reassuring words
Not anymore
Others have not relieved the pain
In my heart
In my hand
I hold heart and give it to you
When I close my eyes
I see your face
When I'm hurt
You hold me close
I look into your eyes
I see our future
I see our love
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.
YouThe one I wantThe one I hold close to my heartForever and everThe one I don't want to let goYouThe spark that ignites the fire in my soulThe chill ascending upon my spineThe major chords played in our melodyThe emotions carried in my tearsYou
Day one is when I thought your name was weird,
then day two being the day that my mind was cleared.
On day three, my heart began to experience this feeling,
It shoots up, I smack it down
With your answers, your problems
Mine, nowhere to be found.
One insinuation and they go wild,
Mad with intent To spread, and then I smack it down,
With your voice, your worries
Is it okay to be
yourself
in a world where
each person is a
reflection
of someone else?
Individuality is not
an original equation from a single person,
but an
You are a storm.
Yet you are nothing.
And life is an ocean,
Vast and undiscovered.
It's choppy and crule.
Its swells are too much.
Sadness hits in great waves
Funny thing about a certain hot button issue,
is people only listen when it comes time to miss you.
When they can no longer dismiss you; the latter is a hero.
Exploiting their favoritism to avoid the fear of
You stand in the middle of the road,
to the left of you,
down a little ways the road veers right,
off into the great unknown.
To the right of you,
there's a hill
All I need is you.You turn my needs to wants and your presence makes me swoonAll I need is you.I'm a moth to your flame but your flame is all I need to keep me warm in these cold harsh nights stranded
You hold this power.
Power of width and life.
Power that only the stars ignite.
The power in you that starts new discovery.
Of places and people,
and grand mystery.
You rarely seek this type,
Your mind works in curious ways, like the sun only ever reaches it on the days when you let your guard down.Your optimism is much more rare lately.
only my walls see my tears
and only my walls know my fears
i keep it all inside
except once...
when someone pried
i opened up and tried
but they hurt me so...
i nearly died
Words is the only thing I know how to use.
I don't know what else to do to ignite the fuse.
I've been suffocating in darkness until I saw the light.
I was so scared of 'what if' and 'might'.
It started with a big boom
Matter, thought, a spark, she forms
She emerges from this
She has nothing to show
She begins to grow
I fucked up a valium... I been fuckin up.
You? That shit don't mean shit... "you, you you..." I been thru that shit... it's all about me now.
I'm the head. you're the tail...
The first time we kissed,
When I made the first move,
Not you,
On the floor of your room
It tickled me
Like you had been for the past 20 minutes
I felt it
I didn’t know a person could be so mentally unstable
But I found myself walking into a construction zone
The signs said turn back
But I forgot my hard hat
And I had a hard head
I dug myself a whole
Who woulda thought
Thunk
Think
Thinking about you
I find myself thinking about you
Why
What
How do you do it
It?
Take up so much space in my brain
Let it fly, fly aloneSince it has a formAnd fibres fineMade by hands divineHappy is HeAnd beautiful is itAlways full in dressFinest of all the insectsIs the butterfly!
“Have I got, a crush on you”, said he
The message passed, a swift
From her pair of ears to her brain
Her heart was beating up in at the highest
Her mind was remembering it on and on
There's a reason why we lie.
To ourselves and to others.
It's because we're afraid of what the truth might do.
To ourselves and to others.
Same page different books..
From the dusty stones…
Hidden hopes in your blank looks.
In the library of our mind
NO ONE'S HANDS ARE GOING TO BE ROUGH LIKE YOURS
NO ONE'S LIPS ARE GOING TO BE CHAPPED LIKE YOURS
NO ONE IS GOING TO ASK ME FOR THING LIKE YOU
NO ONE IS GOING TO WRITE ME SONGS LIKE YOU
You
radiate throughout dreams,
under the darkest corridors of minds
slipping in every entry north of the heart.
dodge imperfections with every breath
enter a new reality,
doors locked
See your flower is delicate
Delegates of angels persuade to me you're heaven sent
But you know how the devil is..
With his disquises
Almost Compromised me
From the ground grew a violet
i am a girl.
i'm not just a simple girl. not your girl-next-door.
i'm not the popular girl that has girls and guys
on their knees just to be
seen by.
It was you
But it was I
It was us together we were unstoppable
Black and white
Then life
It was just a dream
Blue and clear
Reject and hurt
I cried a river
For it was a dream
YOU
You are the one
that my mind
will not stay off of;
you are the one
whose smile
pimples
cheeks
nose
eyes
I cannot
stop staring
at; when our eyes
It won’t kill you.
No, what you’re afraid of won’t hurt.
But you can.
The fear can drive you.
Drive you off course.
Drive you into a rail.
I am me
From my head
To my toes
I am the universe
But I am very small
I am my culture
But I am different
I am bisexual
But I am not confused
I am a friend
Not one of the Me's
-But all of the Me's-
All of the different variations of I
-All of the I's in me-
Only one you will see.
Only one that will stop,
This is a response poem to something I heard one of my 'friends' say - "People who want to commit suicide are stupid and selfish. If they want to die, I say let them. They can have fun in Hell."
Without me you are lost
With me you are found
Without me you cannot touch
With me you hear sound
You are nothing
But closed eyes
And dry lips
I am something
I will be your strong tree
I will, just give me the key
I am alone
Atleast I am not a clone
I will be there when you cry
I will leave if you lie
I am true
I don't know what you go through
The world around me
crumbling to the ground, me
caught in the middle while pebbles of
once beautiful castle walls surround me,
drown me.
But you,
you saved me.
And me?
I let you.
There is so much to give and so much to do. Don't let anyone ever hurt you.
You are beutiful and perfecty inperfect in your own and uniqe ways.
Show the world who you really are and what you are capable of.
See,
Hydrogen atoms started at the beginning of everything,
At the base of the Big Bang,
You are the one,
You are the best,
You are amazing,
And here's the rest;
Why settle for less
When you could have the world?
I don't know
what you've been told
but baby girl
you're
beyond amazing
eccentric to the world
an angel in disguise
undeniably genuine
talented beyond measure
Be Positive
Be Awesome
Be Kind
Be You
The air that we breathe is awesome
The sky is awesome
The grass is awesome
The sun is awesome
The place we call home is awesome
Life is so mysterious,Also very precarious.It can get tedious,Unless you are spontaneous!Life can be a hindrance,Hidden from the brilliance,Difficult to make a difference,
Is today a good day?
Just because the sun doesn't shine today, doesn't mean it isn't.
The rain may bring a good day for someone who has a hard time finding fresh water.
Reptile;
Cold scales abraze my once soft flesh,
An egg that never hatched.
Now basking under hell's sun is hell's son
Parents tell me "do better,
You don't want to go to hell...son."
Can I be lost in your arms
Can I forget what it is to remember
Can I lie and say goodnight
Would you believe me?
If I try to deceive you
Would you even care
Would you look away
My heart races
Your brown eyes
My stomach gets butterflies
Your smile
My brain can't think straight
Your sweater
My favorite
Your hugs
My weakness
Your voice
My harmony
I have this reoccurring dream.
Me laying outside on a blanket watching the stars with "you"
But "you" seems to change every time I do.
I've always been fond of the nighttime sky.
I believe in you,
the way you believe in me.
My weaknesses, from me, you drew.
Inner beauty, in me, you see.
With no hesitation, I knew.
You were and always have been the one for me.
My love for you
Having a bad day?
Feeling down?
Are the skies gray?
Just smile and turn your life around
You know why?
Because you are wonderful
Don't let your happiness die
Life isn't awful
My hope is powered
by the greatness of your heart.
My smile is fueled
by the sweetness of your words.
My mind is functioning
with the help of your rambunctious emotions.
There is something about the cold,still air
That made your senses sharpen
And suddenly, you see every hair on your arm, standing up
And feel small bumps infecting your skin,
You were born to lose but built to win.Always constantly in the Face of adversity, But sill you find the will to prevail.That's awesome.While adversity shape shifts in different forms, scenarios, and pigments
Valencia, slumber, and inkwell
Shades and tainted images hide well
The blemishes and marks that always dwell
Lest depicting realness, an uncensored weakness
I needed you to say something magically mind altering. Something that would knock me off course with very weak knees, leaving me lingering on your every word like an obtuse cobra swaying into a hypnotic trance.
It's funny to think I've been called type A.
That we could label a person with letters,
put them into groups.
I'd say I don't fit characteristics of anyone else.
The way you wake up and get out of bed,
The way the warm shower water feels on your head,
The way you're so tired and forget what Mom said,
You.
The way the kids point and and laugh and play,
Your skin, it breathes
Your hair, it speaks,
Your mouth it loves.
You speak gods into the minds of men
and your silence shakes the Earth that supports you
Its hard to feel awesome, when pain lingers
The last day before your good Goodbye
I do hope to see you one more time
Dreamt of the time to pass and say Hi
I want you in my life
Read between the lines
Behind this words I hide
The truth I keep inside
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL
NOT FOR THE WAY YOU SMILE, BUT FOR THE WAY YOU SLOWLY GLANCE AT THE WORLD.
“Muse, where are you?”,
I wonder.
“Muse, what are you?”,
I ponder.
I think about you all the time.
I contemplate your existence.
Are you here or are you there?
Valencia, slumber, and inkwell
Shades and tainted images hide well
The blemishes and marks that always dwell
Lest depicting realness, an uncensored weakness
i don't need this boy anymore
that's what i keep telling myself
until i'm laying in darkness
buried by threadbare quilts and
my own secret sadness
You’re a soft bed of grass,
Sans the bugs, briers, and burrs
That have plagued me before.
You are secluded from the cityscape,
But not lacking in excitement.
In solitude someplace,
If you know me by my presence,
You know me by my appearance.
If you know me by appearance,
You probably don't know about my absence.
If you know me by my absence,
You don't know my reason.
We chase after the intangible
Leaving our presence as history
Forgetting to remember that we are in the Now.
And in the midst of each others desolation,
Roses are red
Violets are blue
My name is Nick
But for some odd reason
Some call me Nickypoo
I love the way your words cuuurl up
Around your front teeth
Like a cat’s tail...
Or a breath of cool morning air that
floats up to fill the space
Before finally getting spat out.
The tablet hovers before my face
And captures it with an audible click
a still reflection of me
will join a sea of photography
and my lungs are about to be flushed
with eyes that are thirsty for their
People always make analogies
Saying birds are free; they want to be birds.
What is a bird? Nothing more than hair.
I find myself insecure when I look at myself without any editing.
I'll feel as if I am discrediting...
..as I compare myself to other girls,
I believe that I am not beautiful to the whole-wide world.
Jesus walks with in me day by day
When I show them the real me they say it's not okay
They say it's weird and awkward to show who you really are
When will people start to care?All around them wrongs are being doneA poem here, a poem thereI now think that people try to stay dumb
Pressing further down the road.
Pressing harder on the petal.
Racing my way-
To the thought of you.
At the end of this road,
I see me coming home.
Back to you.
Gripping the steering wheel,
Like wind, I'm unpredictable.
Bringing a breeze,
I cause people to move in my direction
and not be still.
Making the day that much better,
to know I am wanted and
not wished to go away.
What is “Flawless”?
Like what does it mean?
You don’t know, well here is a definition
Flawless by definition means without any blemishes or imperfections; perfect
Now tell me are you flawless?
Looking into the abyss
What do I see?
I see me
Wearing my ugg boots
And skinny jeans
“I am pretty”
I say
“I am smart”
I say
“I am me”
I say
My hair is thinning
My skin is almost pale
My life is nothing like a fairytale
I am of the average height
Contacts help me see what's in sight
I look for depth in everyone
Time after time people are labeled as things
Words of hurt, words that crash dreams
Because of how we look, not for what we be
But ignoring them all makes me a happier me
As the population grows,
Every human being becomes less important,
Of less concern to the person next to them.
One day we will have found a solution to running out of resources and created more,
I used to look in a mirror and see nothing more than a pale, meaningless skeleton
Encompassed by pasty, white flesh with scars that seemed to never fade away no matter how much they healed,
Everyone is beautiful,
Perfect. Just the way they are.
Some might even saw, flawless,
I mean, all humans have flaws,
But are flaws really flaws when it makes them who they are?
I will always believe in you though we’ve never shared a word
The years that pass with grains of sand only to be remembered.
In your tears I’ve understood every word no one else ever heard.
My place is stained with you
I look to my left and it's where we laughed
I look to the right and it's where we loved
The chair that I sat in as you broke the news
The bed I lay on as I listened to you
Discolored Skin and Acne Marks..... I am BEAUTIFUL!
Stretch Marks and Scars...... I am BEAUTIFUL!
I am a Natural Beauty
Them contacts, I don't need
Them lashes, I won't wear
That makeup it looks nice but my perfect Natural skin it don't fit right wit
Because my Beauty is Natural
Yes I have a Natural fro
Each morning my face looks at me,
Some days with sleep still in its eyes.
And, though I like the face I see,
It's time to put on my disguise.
The brown eyelashes become black;
I am a beautiful woman
But my mind body and soul
Is confined by the powers of this intertwined worlds
Of what we call social media.
The filters of normal, Kentucky, slumber, and rise
Ive started seeing the universe in everything.
And that is why when i am in nature i am full of joy.
because i know that everyone has a bit of blue sky in them
and even when the dawn approaches,
Who am I
Behind the filter of a picture
I am a man with very much to remember
I have a story that is not yet over
Black man living past 18 is the luck of a 4 leaf clover
The story that is not told
to speak but cannot form the words that would fulfill my thoughts desire.
to gain freedom but scared to face the breakout of war against another.
yes, yes this is how you and i must feel, this is how you and i try to explain,
I look in a mirror and see nothing
I take a picture and see a plan face
Only when adding a filter will I feel like something
When I add filter I hide the dark tint on my skin
Making it my very own filter
Aye, that natural beauty tells a story
show my power and courage to not be like others
Show off myself because theres only one of me
with added enhancers we are all the same
I am me.
I have a passion for sports, but I am not a "jock".
I love learning, but I am not a "nerd".
I enjoy relaxing, but I am not "lazy".
I wear baggy sweats, but I am not a "bum".
I am me.
There’s a woman there, I can see her.
She stands out to me, it’s her eyes.
Something about the way she’s staring back at me grabs me.
Baby, I've been thinking about us lately, The way I smile when I'm in your arms, How you make me feel safe and at home, I just wanted to let you know, I love you, and I don't want to live without you, so lets forget about tomorrow, Lets forget abo
Wanting to show my kindness, intelligence, beauty
But fear that my confidence will receive the labels of pride and conceit
I'm just going to be honest
Every inch of me is flawless
Vulnerable, anxious
Camera, Camera on my phone.
Filter away all my flaws,
Surly I do lie,
but beauty is key ,
Without filters,
We shine flawless like gems,
Now we see eye to lens,
Simple beauty,no trends.
I have been told
"Where there is a will, there is a way"
When I grow old
I want to see Christ walk my way
I have been blessed with many gifts
Somehow I want to use them
i guess i knew i would shatter
if i let myself fall for you as hard as i did.
but i did not expect microscopic shards of myself
to fly through the atmosphere and land miles apart.
"Snap" goes the camera as she take another. "Snap, Snap"
She isn't satisified. She goes again. Every image of her face, showing the same smile
Same eyes and same nose, but as always the picture is never right.
So many things happening around me and it just amazes me how God just continues to keep his hedge of protection around me and to bless me.I sometimes wonder about things that happened to me in the past and how so any people have walked out of my
It looked original, body so curvy, eye's so blue, gray, green, even something a little in between, you know what I mean?
As long as I can remember, I have tried to compose love like a chemical formula with me as the main component: mixing different elements of a relationship, always using the wrong variables, never reaching that perfection I was searching for.
I connect every star with an imaginary line
But also link our fate together with a single red thread.
Love forged upon theinvisible path I paved
Falls perfectly into my own celestial vision.
How does it feel to be trapped behind a screen?
In a world without dimension where perception is key.
We iron our hair and puff out our lips in hopes that they don’t see
What’s real?
It's odd that I do not need to add a mod-ification or filter
To show the real me, the E-R-I-C-K
E stands for excellent, this poem shows the essence
R stands for rhymer who spits fire
A pimple on my cheek
Who cares?
A crack in between my teeth
Who cares?
A hair out of place
Who cares?
A few strech marks across my waist
Who cares?
I love my skin
Through an Instagram lens its often hard to see the bigger picture
Every post is worth a thousand words
And some of them are meant to injure
Where did what's right and what's beautiful become so intertwined?
When did I becomed defined only by my jaw line?
Why does #MasterCleanse and #LookingThin appear more than #Eating and #LetLoose?
To strive and hold is what matters most
The love we have sometimes hard to control
We can fight and argue all day long
But in the end we know whom we belong
Life isn't what I thought, It's full of mystery...
Too fast and short, too bad too good,
Different people different manners,
Too hot too cold, too lively too dull,
I tilt my head up, it reflects the light better.
Followed by the caption, carefully typed letter by letter.
Should I use Valencia? it makes me look tan.
This will definately get me famous, every "like" is a fan.
I am everything I could ever ask
When time flits away my inner beauty thrives
Guiding me to the infinite fountains
I am me
under these clothes
behind those filters.
I am me.
No bright light to make my picture brighter.
No filter to make me lighter.
I am me.
Who am I with all these unspoken words?
So who is the man in the mirror?
The real one- you know? The one behind the filter
hidden away, disquised
because no matter how hard he tries...
There is something different--
Sometimes, my teeth seem slightly rotten with a honey residue considering, weekends I forget to brush,
Or how my hair waves in this condescending way when I clinch my fist together.
I have been boxed and labeled,
and am expected to reach a certain location,
but I've been lost in the mail,
The world is full of hate
drenched in the cynical behavior that we come to know
women are starving
to achieve the level or perfecton that photo editors create
children are bullied
oh, how the depths whisper sweetly thy name,
as sea foam outstretches and kisses the rain.
and oh, how the moon cries for the hopeless
and the hills sigh so softly, helpless to thy pain.
To my descendants:
When I arrived in this role I had been given, love was blossoming in many ways.
People were just learning to love people for who they are, what they are.
Neglect–ed
Ringed out with blood and stretch marks.
Wrinkles written in between the crevices of my eyes.
They sting and burn. Fighting, fighting, and falling.
I kept falling. I failed.
Your the endless wonder .
Your the mystery of the world.
Your the what happens in the dark.
Your the fool who found gold and left it behind.
Your the dot dot dot of suspense.
I write on my wrists
the lies that were told.
I draw picture of
the love that was untold.
I imagined meanings
that never came true.
I wrote You.
I drew You.
I imagined You..
I love my dimples
I love bellowing laughter
I love being loud.
I love violin
I loe making punny jokes
I love seeing smiles.
I love uniqueness
Because I am not like you
Being told "Its whats on the inside that matters" never felt so true.
Our apperance can be deciving,
Looking fresh with eyebrows and nails done
Yet inside is full of selfishness, jealousy, and insecurity.
Breathe...
As life passes too quikly,
the whistle blows, the crowd screems!
Silence...
All you have is yourself in the end
live for what you want
not for what you have.
So sweet and kind
People may not see it, but I’m not completely blind…
You fill people with joy
With your beautiful smile…
I told you about my soul today and
I thought it was very funny because if
you replace one
Letter to becomes soil and I
think that's wonderful.
What's wonderful? You ask. Well the
idea
You told me
You told me the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice.
But now I realize that not everybody has the same taste.
So your eyes partake of my identity and you spit me out of your mouth and exclaim
Hands
Of him to invade me to intrude to be ill mannered and uncouth to me
Hands
Dating the clock so faithful so diligent so painless so fast so slow
Hands
There are times I scream out to the stars,
Thinking of you and all these times, so hard.
Freedom is within you:
Through a window,
Dawn light trembles.
Can you feel me in the
ebony darkness?
My voice carries on
Hushed night air,
Wends wayward wings
To your dazzling soul
The sun is rising
leaves are falling,
the crisp, cold air has arrived
I love the feeling,
within my whole being, that you have awaken inside
you are my sunshine, my moon, and my stars,
I have loved you before i knew, what love was ,
you have loved me in ways no one else does
forever my life will be devoted to you
because without you , my world is so blue
You, you were right.
Maybe I'll tell you sometime.
And you, you were right.
Maybe I'll tell you sometime.
Would you like to be my friend?
And you, you were right.
Maybe I'll tell you sometime.
You! Yes you. Wait not you. Yes. No. Ah yes! You! Yes you staring at the screen. I want to reach you. I want to talk to you.
the Stars make me happy.
the Way they’ve lived an eternity
evolving, but not changing.
Life will knock you down.
What lifts you up?
Maybe it’s the way
His eyes sparkle against the sunset.
People should aspire to be themselves
Where did the masks get put on
Where did this all start
The root source will forever be unknown
Why are we as humans continuing this tyranny
All we have to do is
my ink's gone dry
lost. with all that's left
of who I used to be
who was that girl?
who is this girl?
where did the rest of me go
it's as if
what I was
Couldn't see, couldn't hear, darkness was everywhere
Why did you leave? I needed you
More now than ever I'm so lost without the two of you
Remember when you would call me boo?
I apologize, sincerely, for all that I am
I am sorry for being so rude, and never taking a stand
Where have you gone?
you think youre hiding but your wrong
your not insincere or fake or lying
you are you, and you are trying
Becuase when you dig and dig and dig, you wonder who you are at night
Where have you gone?
you think youre hiding but your wrong
your not insincere or fake or lying
you are you, and you are trying
Becuase when you dig and dig and dig, you wonder who you are at night
When you look in the mirror, what do you see?
What atrosious, mandacious observations do you mentaly scream like a banshee,
giving yourself this decree.
I feel like you look for messages engraved in the cliche
i don't like it
but it seems to work.
this is straight forward.
i miss my metaphors
tired and hungry I can't help but wonder
You know I wrote a whole poem not more than two seconds ago
what a shame I let it go
i wish I could rewrite it
Everyday, every minute I hide behind the curtain.
I mask my eyes with glasses
to hide the emotions.
I paint the mask on my face
to cover the spots.
I put on clothes to hide my body
Snap !
Zoom, get centered more, then delete.
Twenty to fifity shoots until we get the one that is unique.
Taking photos for others to critique.
I don't have super long hair, or pearly white teeth
I don't have rich parents and in my room, no, there is not a huge bed where I sleep
I don't have a Bentley, or even a license for that matter
"You did this"
I think this as I try to sleep my first night at my fourth foster home that year.
I am ony six years old.
As that night was not cold, my heart was chilling to my soul,
Blind Ambition
Keeps me wishin'
I had someone like You
Orange burst
of passion
Purple mist
HOOK:
How would you feel if I went away? How would you feel I went today? Would you still love me?
Would you remember me?
VERSE:
This is a story about Trevor.
He was 13 and lived with his mother.
Skyscrapers looming at a godly height
Concrete approaching at the speed of light
A blind sense of panic, the wind rushing by
This I fear deep down inside.
With a swift brush of the breeze, you are beautiful.
Soaking in your everlasting scent, I can see you.
The ability to taste your bountiful lips is euforic, in the sense of purity and love.
When the clouds roll in, thats when the fun begins
Drops of silver falling from the sky, sit on the porch and watch the storm roll by
Think of life and all its trials, think of hate and all my rivals
My mind is a mess
I tell myself
To take action
I know what I want
I see it right there
But I need to do something
I want to lock
Myself in a white room
When young you're taught
not to fly beyond the edges of the nest
so you spend so much time just wondering
what's outside?
Buildings are made to contain us
only giving us glimpses of what's outside
how is i that i lay here
listening to sad songs and the pouring rain
letting vodka slip down my throat into my veins
counting seconds between lightning and thunder...
how is it that with this razor in my hand
You hide yourself from everyone else
Because there's a monster inside.
He can't be controlled by anyone, not even you
But you talk a good talk and lie about the truth.
People can't live without food, water, shelter, clothing
While other people can't live without material items
As for me, I cannot live without you
Your laugh is a million fireflies,
your heart is a sunny breeze,
your dreams are like a telescope,
and tears that dread a sea.
Your love is a vapor of ones own bliss,
When I’m lonely in a world of my own, I often think of you. I imagine the way you hair never fell into the right place and how that was my absolute favorite thing about you.
It was rough,
it was gentle.
It was sweet,
it was harsh.
It was tight,
it was loose.
That is what it was like,
to be with you.
I feel so utterly replaceable. I feel like feeling anything at all is dangerous.
The words spilled out of me
Like exhaust spews from
An old worn-out car.
“I do love you”
Was all I said
And yet I felt as if
I just played some type-of
Disturbed violin through my body.
I reach into the shadows and my hand touches your face,
Every single line of yours my fingers pretend to trace,
I wonder - could this torture last forever?
My love, I'm seeking you in shadows,
i hear your voice and i subconciously smile
and i feel your warm embrace around me as we softly giggle over the phone
"did someone just call your name?"
"no"
"oh. maybe it was my heart. maybe it needs you"
i hear your voice and i subconciously smile
and i feel your warm embrace around me as we softly giggle over the phone
"did someone just call your name?"
"no"
"oh. maybe it was my heart. maybe it needs you"
You ask so much of me.
To explain who I am...
It's close to impossible.
There's not just one thing
that says "This is me."
Many things define
The one being I am.
While you were sleeping, I slipped away. I was told to never trust a flatterer; unfortunately an enchanter is who came along
You hear a voice
You think it's someone else
you realize it's not
you wish it was
you dream they'd appear
tell you they miss you
you're disappointed
shocked
I feel like that.
That pale greyish wisp of ash that crumbles beneath the slightest touch,
That's been consumed by a ravenous fire that first caressed
Then incinerated every fiber of it's being.
I feel like that.
judging people is never the key so why do people do it?
well ill tell you, they do it because they have problems at
home or something is wrong with them they want to be
Listen, sister, for this talk unsettles me. Stop here. Because
You are not the sum of things you have made.
You are not the sum of others' judgements, opinions - no.
Not a day that goes by without you on my mind
The smile you showed and the voices you make
You were something else, something I can take
My dearest boy, you're the one to blame!
If there ever was enough to give, I would give it to you. If there ever was enough ways to show I would show, I woud show you my truth. My love for you is so alive it would never die. you take my breath away, you make my heart skip a beat.
i want you to see the scars on my skin
the wounds youre responsible for
i want you to witness my blood an my pain
and my nights spent alone on the floor
i want you to watch as the sharp razor glides
I look at life as balanced, like there is no right or wrong
But bringing up one's identity just plays a different song.
Am I the hero, or am I the villain? Does anyone know for sure?
The tip of that old Marlboro cigarette held between his sagging, wrinkly fingers burns out,
The insecurities of a girl
fought everyday
The lust for love
always in the way
The world that we live in,
can be so cruel,
But lets look at the beauty there is too,
The green of the earth,
The distance from you is distracting
Peace becomes faint
Time speeds up
Moving on transforms into impossibility
Mere memories continue
Single weeks seem like forever
Attention isn't the same
Sew a quesiton mark to your deams
imagine where you shall be.
Maybe you are a tree
staying,
waiting,
without motion
in one place for a lifetime
seeing changes around you
MAYBE IF I WRITE SOMETHING CLICHE I'LL FINALLY BE ACCEPTED BY MY PEERS. HERE GOES:
LOVE IS HARD.
LOOK UP AT THE STARS.
CRYING.
LOVE THE STARS.
IS MY LOVE UP THERE, IN THE STARS.
Imagine everyone being happy.
The poor, the rich, the hobos, the CEOs.
You can, and in your mind, you imagine them smiling.
After all, smiling’s happiness.
But you’ve smiled.
Life of a bully oh how it must be
to have people cower all over your feet
Storming and raging, even the skies are afraid
of who ever would come across you and your rage
Skipping daintily on his merry little toes
The Pied Piper plays his tune.
And laughing happily as he goes
His eyes do glisten like the moon.
He beckons on with fiery force
You want change you say,
and here you all are preaching it.
Preaching it to please. Please who?
Yourselves? Pu-lease.
Oh, oh, oh! I'll change lives.
However lonely
Only is non-existent
You are not yet an island
You are not yet in silence
Nor will you become a blank moon
Keep your eyes hoisted above the frames
Do wander tonight without a name
If I could change one thing, it would be discrimination
The only thing it brings its separation
The world has no place for segregation
We are brothers and sisters
So why are we adversary?
certainly you've felt life tug you, hug you, and even push you away..
and I'm certain you've seen life assert it's opinion to your dismay..
& by all means necessary, life has lead you to this point..
according to some legend,
when one is unable to sleep at night,
it means someone is dreaming about them.
now i dont know who you are
or why youre dreaming of me
but its 3 am.
For once in this life,
I am plagued by the thing which has ruled mankind
Since the beginning.
I stop and look forward in this point in time,
the distance of knowledge far beyond
the reaches of the system--
im fighting hard to stay awake
but all i can think about is the warmth
underneeth these sheets
lying hearts width apart
im feeling these feelings you see
that demand to be felt and their victem is me
butterflies wings slicing through me like blades
my heart beat a drum, never going to fade
im feeling these feelings you see
that demand to be felt and their victem is me
butterflies wings slicing through me like blades
my heart beat a drum, never going to fade
I used to be here,
Didn't we all.
History shows,
Powerful nations,
Always fall.
But we never worry,
Never show fear.
Just shake our fists,
And drink a beer.
No! Don't cry,
We've been broken up for six months
both of us are in new relationships
, and I woke up this morning to a next telling me you love me
how can you love me and love someone elese?
The people squirming
Through each other
Sprinting
Pacing
Chuckling
Weeping
Briefcases in hand
Lunging
For the office
Laptops
Cellphones
Watches
Files
i admire the crayons
for no matter how you push
or how hard the pressure
they'll pick themselves up
and cling to their other
i admire the crayons
for when in times of stress
they melt together
You?
How true
Are you?
Are you lost?
In a faraway place
Where you conceal
Your true face
Oh what color?
Do you see
Yes
When you see me
Do you see blue?
A Pilot, Engineer, World Activist, it goes on and on
People get mixed up with a Job,
Just to get payed,
to become rich,
these things don't change your life.
Perhaps they do keep a roof over your head,
The first time I saw you, you were sitting at a lunch table reading the first book of the Harry Potter series alone.
Sun is shinning
Sky is clear
I'm Sitting by the ocean wishing you were here
Fish jumping crabs walking
But still I need you right here
Blue reminds me of when I didn't know you, Of when I never heard the words "You arebeautiful"Blue reminds meof when the world was movingBut I was standing still It reminds me of wanting to be alone
I’ll try
And be as loyal as a dog
By your side for everything
There to pick up the pieces after you shatter
I’ll try
To stay silent
When I wish to speak
Can you see from my clothes,
all the things I know.
Adorned from head to toe in mediocrity.
I use to feel the need to exceed normality.
The ability to change the world is greater than I can imagine
What would I change is a great question
Would it be to creat world peace, or take away crime?
Or would it be more complex, like slowing down time?
If Time passes like the wind
is it really that Important?
If people die every day
do their lives even mean a thing?
Why are we even here
if we will just pass away someday?
Why are we existing
People are trying to be the next big thing,
trying to out do the each other like we are in a race,
conforming to what we think the world wants,
Quarters, nickels, and dimes can change hands every day.
Each face different, but to a child, they only see them as gray.
Open your hearts like a target register.
And see the world like a child
You and I are different
You and I are the same
You and I are pieces of the same game
You and I are black
one day
I was walking somewhere new
singing an unfamiliar tune
in a voice that was not my own.
the sand uncomfortable in my shoes
and the wind skipping across my skin
chilling me through
You are the backspaced words my tongue retracts
The three o clock messages that shouldn't make sense
You are the intertwined fingers that feel like there are still spaces there
I wonder what it is...
Your smile
Your humor
or the fact your always there.
I don't believe in love.
But I believe in you.
I love the way these words
sweetly caress my mind at night,
"I love you"
Like a gentle breeze that flips my hair
Or the golden rays of sun which warm my soft lips
I could tell you who I am
but do you have the time
I could go on for hours
telling you who I am
My love can not be bought or sold
It can only be given freely to whom I choose
Dr. Seuss was right when he said "today you are you, and that is truer than true there is no one alive who is youer than YOU"
Would you say "I love you"
If the sun didn't shine?
If the wind didn't blow,
And you stayed silent,
How would I know?
Would you love me
If teeth grew from my forehead,
Its not always understood that maybe your cultural views and religon, tend to get in the way of many things.
Danbury is my home, my house, and my hearth.
It is the bustling Main Street and the quiet back roads. It is the big lake full of waterweeds and the seagulls that fight with the geese on the shore.
Soft dreams ignited these ashes settling down
Once doused in a fading hope for their lives away
Beyond from where limbs and lives were bound.
They were lost to the world on knees of final pray
Can't you see that times have changed?People move on but you're still the same?Everyones got their own lives nowDo you even know where you're going?
TIMES HAVE CHANGED THE WORLD
I made it!Everything that I've been through in life, i found away to almost making it out, after the late nights crying myself to sleep seeing my mom trying to figure out away that we can eat.
I saw a picture of you in the mirrorI realize I've become what I fearAmeliorate me, and then you walked awayTie my mouth shut - there's nothing left to say
You told me once, "Don't let them weigh you down
You can do anything."
That was years ago, years before it happened
And you vanished like vapor, right before my eyes
Give me strength
To achieve.
Inspire.
Even when
you dissapoint.
Pressed flowers.
Blank canvases.
Remembrance.
Questions
All just say
I miss you.
fades like the memories of our love, drawn on the sand on the beach that night ,washed in the memories of my tears that night 2 year on
The same thoughts are on repeat every single day.
Should I end it now?
Should I wait for nature to take its course?
It'll be easier?
I'll be committing a sin.
Life isn't supposed to easy.
I think of endless days and short nights
I think of powerful blades and deep slashes
I think of everything and nothing but all that comes out is air and I don't know how or why but I thought of you
The sun shines brighter on the other side
Where children can run and play
At the park and by the slide
Roses are red
Violets are blue
My heart will always
Belong to you
No matter what happens
I will always love you
And baby you will always,
No matter if we are far apart,
You're teaching me things every day.
I learn more about you:
The things you like,
And the things you don't like.
It's all very interesting.
You're a very unique and special person to me.
Aren’t You
Aren’t you suppose to help me do better
Aren’t you suppose to stop what they do to me
Aren’t you suppose to stop me from drowning in my own self-destruction
You Watched
I dream,
One day you would want me.
One day you would notice me.
One day you would forget work.
One day you would write me.
One day you would study me.
One day you would intice me,
A kiss is just a kiss
Until you find the one you love,
A hug is just a hug
Until you find the one you're always thinking of.
A dream is just a dream
Until it comes true,
Love was just a word
Cold breeze bugging me,
But the warmth from your skin
Is tugging at my broken heart from never being held
But you held me, oh, you held me
Little asks of where should we
And heat upon my cheeks
Unfit I was, high school started.
Scared of words, I suffered
Months of hunger, I chose
Not small enough, I continued.
At a time where anorexia played a factor,
Words from others became a fear.
Work, sweat and sometimes cry,
deadlines are coming
and the only thing not stopping is time.
Submit your work
and close your eyes.
Take a deep breath
and feel like you made it.
I know what you think of me,
I don't care.
You see who I am,
you don't know.
She really cares about me,
she can't feel.
He feels the way I feel,
He doesn't hear.
Why do I write in pencil?
I'm afraid of permenant feelings.
Why is your name in Sharpie?
Because you're already permenant, darling.
if and only do not mix,
but me and you do.
what and if don't belong together,
but me and you do.
life isn't always perfect,
but me and you are.
everyone isn't always loved,
but me and you are.
Be yourself, be who you want to be, need to be, love to be. its whats inside of you growing, needing to sprout, be alive, come alive and show everybody who you really are.
Someone said I can't do this. I will never be that I felt alone and out of place Like I only had myself left.Don't let anyone try to disparage your knowledge of knowing anything.
Hey you ..... No you sitting at that desk wonder If thats a butt chin or your chest Hey you ..... No you why you bring us so much stress you need some mentos for that Rotten breath
I came into in to the world and I knew who you were
But I didn’t know you
I slipped out of the womb battered and bruised and the only reason I lived was because of you
And yet I’m ungrateful
Running around hiding
You say I don't know shit, but whose teaching me?
You say I won't match up to anything, but whose teaching a student that smarter than them?
Feet on ground
Head in the sky
Making plans for the future
When I am barely getting by
Just happy to be smiling
So lucky to be alive
Whether money grows on trees
Or I am begging on my knees
You were born into this world as nothing but you,
The potential was endless, if only you knew.
Question has been there, a childhood friend,
Day in and day out.
Everything's the same.
I can't stand it when you call out my name.
Day in and day out.
You spend nine days on a topic
I swear, I'll get a gun and learn how to cock it.
If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,
absent thee from felicity awhile,
and in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain,
to tell my story.
If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,
Little girl in the photo
where will you go?
will you sweep it beneath?
will you go with the flow?
will you camofauge
in with the rest?
will you set yourself apart
and do what is best?
There comes a time in life when -
you realize that you cant trust anybody.
At first you felt loved -
and then you were betrayed.
Your life spins
and everything you thought you knew -
is now a lie.
Be Yourself
There’s only one thing I can tell you, Sis—
Be yourself.
But be yourself in Christ.
You are a temple, a glorious dwelling,
In the song of life, all lyrics need a melody
You are both the lyric and melody
You are the lyric of my heart and of my soul
The beauty of the rose, speaks a lyric of love
Love, speaks a lyric of you
I walk into class with a smile on my face. I take my work complete it and get an A. Although I seem like a normal student there will always be things you dont know.
You don't know I'm gay in a family of religious freaks
Chalkboard
Tar
Trashcan
what do all these things have in common?
There black just like me and you hate it.
intergration and diversity is the new reality get used to it.
The royalty he desires
Burns brighter
Than any fire
The dreams he always had
Mislabeled as passing fads
Late nights, constantly wishing
For miracles that have been missing
There’s a part of me that loves.
There’s a part of me that hates.
There’s a part of me that rages.
There’s a part of me that balances it all out.
Love and hate are balanced no more.
We were like a bright and sunny day, But a dark cloud hovered and you became gray. Once sitting and laughing until we cried, Now something happened, our flower died. I wondered if things were better would we still be okay?
There are many things I’d love to say
or do
but I know I have to be strong
I can’t let those thoughts and actions get ahold of me
I need to fight them
If I were to do either I wouldn’t be here right now
YOU let me go when I was a child. YOU let me cry.
YOU left me and went away for miles. YOU made me want to die.
YOU were not a mother. YOU gave me to my wonderful Dad.
My eyes are weary. My body is awake
My spirit lay ready to bask in her wake
Ablaze with Lust I'm searching her ever word.
Looking for what isn't there.
Creating world's just so for you and I. We
Melodic, expressive, persistent, reflectiveWords in a sense to describe the EclecticMusic to soul, the insulin to my diabeticI feel it, I breathe it, I eat it, I rep it
You, only you, you are desire, youEyes so brown & deep like the Nile, youSmile so bright you light up the sky, youAll I want is youYou are my flame that boils my soul to the flash point of ecstasy, that is you
I don't know about you.. Yes I doI know what you look like and know what you can do to me..I think I love you.. But you're hurting meTemptations taking over, I've already lost myself
You are everywhere
The sea moves with the blue of your eyes
The sun shines with the light of your smile
the green car, the dusty road, the grass stains on the white dress
You are the taste of a kiss long gone
They say that pain is
Weaknesses leaving the body
But I've forgotten how to feel,
Well most of the time,
But when I so be engulfed in emotion,
I've never needed you more.
Unlike me
you live your life
as if it's a game
rolling the dice
taking the chances
whenever they come up
You live life
with a lot of unsolved problems
whenever they come up
You are precious
Your beauty knows no measure
You are pretty without makeup
You are cute and unique
You are the type of person everyone wants to be
You are created by God himself
I have placed this pen in a behemothic, spherical object,
Where it is not required to nest in the area it was assigned to,
But it has the option to wander around,
And perform what it desires.
I'm down on my fucking knees
I'm crying out oh help me please
No! You stand on your own
Theres no one around they have all left you
Its your turn now its time to save you
Without you;
I cannot sleep. I cannot be happy. I cannot do anything. I cannot even bear myself.
She's alone in the dark
with no one to speak to,
with no one to hold her,
no one to show her love.
Not a sound comes in or out
but this little girl's voice
crying out for help
What stops us from going after our dreams, desires, and hopes?
Is it the fear of disapproval, judgment, or fearing that you yourself are wrong?
Why is it that we live our lives in fear?
Objectives thru journeys Which within them we, As culprits of our deeds, Die consecutively... Loops swaying around... Of life's need to fond... Caress scars and wounds... With which i so bound... Strides of loud strobes... Sights of glowing vibrat
who do you think you are
be aware about what you are saying
gay bi straight we are all the same
we eat the same food we breath the same air
love is love no matter who it's with
I smile because you asked me to;
Because you took these lips, always upside down,
gave them a tweak and turned them right side around.
Because I’m no longer alone; I have no need to cry.
They always has an opinion
formulating what's wrong or right
They utter words that damage hearts
destroy dreams
and alter lives
I believed that we wereSo in loveBecause you made me feel so sure
BUT
You started slipping awayand Icouldn’t do anythingBut cry.
THENYOULEFT
Your name reminds of lies
Your voice sounds like honesty
Your face is all about truth
Your body reflects strength.
Only a few seconds in your presence
Only a few hours next to you
Only a few days
Society expects you to do anything and everything.
Society expects you to ave high marks in your academics.
Society expects you to go to college.
Society expects you to have a job.
I've fallen from heaven, down upon the Earthback to the cold world, to the place of my birth
I'm sitting here at night, alone out on the streetwith little clothing on my back and no shoes on my feet.
Society will make you believe
That you must be something to succeed
Be smart
Do art
Catch a shark
Get high marks
Society puts pressure on you
To create perfection too
"Hey! Remember me?No?Come on! Don’t you recognize me? Your best bud since that quiet scary night in 93. You were just a babe, remember, sleeping in the dark? When I swept in like a clever snake and crept into your heart.
Watching raindrops fall from out of my window
As tears fall upon my pillow
My heart it aches
Because I've tried and tried...what will it take?
I wear my heart on my sleeve.
Of all the beautiful things in this world,
I have never encountered anything--
Anyone as wonderful as you, by far.
The purity of your nature.
Innocence; So sweet yet mature.
The words you use are like a sharp knife
Piercing the flesh of a human life
Maybe this time they'll just take it
or Maybe this time they just won't make it
Wish they would understand their power
You were 6th period laughter.
You were after school snacks.
You were Friday night football games.
You were Saturday night video games.
You were Sunday morning yawns,
You were Fourth of July fire crackers..
Fighting, but i'm weak with both hands. A vacation, eyes detect no beach, feet feel no sand. Double left handed, clubsy but talented. Can't get a job, did once but got fired because I couldn't manage the way my manager managed things.
I'm sitting here thinking about what to writeit's been years since I tried to learn how to ryhmetyping isn't easyand this is just worsetrying to explain to people that making poetry makes me burst
Time enchants her victim, begs me near to sharp being…Wraps round frail shoulders as she tickles porcelain cheek.
Writing is fun
Writing is free
Writing can be done by you or me.
I can do it
You can do it
Anyone can, just stop and sit.
Take a moment
To express your thoughts
You are more than:
a weight
an age
a name
a race
a gender
or a stereotype
You are you
in a world of them
You have a future
You have a past
I watch from afar,
And listen in silence.
The sound of your guitar,
It makes my heart melt.
But you’ll never fall.
Not for a girl like me.
I give everything to you, everything you want, materialistic or not, I give it to you...but I never receive. Why is that? Why is it that I bust my butt everyday and every night thinking of ways to make you happy? Why does it feel like you don't?
What is this insane reality that I live in.
Its seems to be that every time I come to see.
I can't still believe.
I'm walking 'round Blind
I'm worse than the mice.
I'm awakening from beauty.
Someone once asked me the question,
“What are your fears and your dreams?”
Am I you?
Are you me?
Are we the same?
Or is that my imagination
Where did you come from?
I come from there to.
Am I me?
Are you, you?
It's too hot,
It's too cold,
I'm tired,
I don't want to go.
All excuses
to escape and hide
from your fears and failures
but what is really the thing
I’d be leaning against a thick tree,
staring off into the green with a film of sweat across my lip
and the smell of dinner slipping across the field
mixed with the settling of the freshly-mowed grass.
I'm tall, your short
which ones better?
big boobs? small ones?
or how about this
big ass, small bum
I just love mine
who cares,
because thats the way I am! The way I am!
what can I say
When I first met you,
flowers started blooming
in my darkest spots.
All because of you,
I know I have a light
And it shines for you alone.
And I thank you
For your time
and your kindness.
Everyone misses you,
We all wish you were here;
Everyone wants you back,
We all want you near.
It's not only me,
My friends miss you too;
You made a big impact...
Everyone loved you.
I love you.
I love you
I love yo
I love y
I love
I lov
I lo
I l
I
I
I l
I lo
I lov
I love
I love y
I love yo
I love you
I love you.
A reflection
I am fat.
I am ugly.
All of these imperfections.
I need to be perfect.
I don't eat.
Fat equals ugly.
The mirror tells me so.
My reflection stares back at me.
Disgusting.
this is to you
nobody else
no one else
but you
just you,
only you
not referring to anyone
, but you
i want to write
all i need to know about you
not this
not that
“Life sucks. Then you die.”
Said a father to his son
The father was bored at the son’s baseball game
The father never came to another one
Only one vacation to the shore
Heart feels so overwhelmed
I look into your eyes
And see the unexplainable
Twists and turns of unexpected
Happiness and sorrow
All rolled into one smiling face
What are the chances on being happy?
Those who live were held by a mother only long enough to become acquainted with a warm embrace.
Others who live will have no warm embrace at all, for their mothers have withered away long ago.
Hush little baby don’t say a word
Or daddy’s gonna shoot you like a mocking bird
If that little wound don’t hurt like a bi*ch
Daddy’s gonna abandon you on a roadside ditch
Broken street I’m forced to travel as ice tickles porcelain cheek.
Crystal leaves forbidden trail now, my traitor heart still beats for thee.
Darkness falls and all are sleeping
All but one
At midnight a door opens to the night
Two bright eyes peer out
Out of the slumbering house leaps a young girl eager to start the dance
You and your thoughts are something along the lines of the high from the smell of fresh paper.
You're a brilliantly scathing memoir.
There is a reason for everything I do
And that reason?
If only you knew
Every step
Every word
Has purpose!
To be heard.
For you, I would capture the sunrise
Contain it in a jar and close the lid
Forever glowing in our reach
To open to the world again
When were ready to awake
For you, I would cross the deep oceans
Nothing is a given,
Nothing is for sure,
Nothing guarantees,
You’ll live another day
That which makes you who you are,
Is solely up to you
Our beliefs will either make us or break us
They can transform us into a better person or make us prejudice and self-righteous
But when we become narrow minded and insensitive we spark controversy
And so they remember, what it's like to dance in the rain.
Let the walls drop, laughing at the world.
Dear God,
Somethings I just don’t understand; like things must be extremely complex or my mind too inferior to comprehend, the things that plague the human mind, body, and soul.
You are more than just a hobby
You arent bias to the rich and snobby
You are what i do to get away from life
You dont care if i bring my wife
You can be done in rain or shine
I want a Son
I want to witness my baby boy’s birth.
I want to show him his promise, his worth.
Life is what you make of it
You choose what you do
You make your own decisions
No one can do things for you
It's all on you
People surround you everyday
Times may be hard
But
He looked at Me today.. He didn't speak but He peeped at Me today.. I caught that little smirk, I still consider him a jerk for the way he portrays himself around school, but its all cool.
You....
My toxic love drug you are
My stronghold
My foundation
My everything
What would I do without you?
Your love is so unconditional and immaculately immaculate
It drives me insane
As Malcolm held in his dark arms
the artillery of force,
And Martin yelled with some alarm
his words with no remorse.
Two black men of great esteem
causing quite the scare,
Think I should lay down beside her,
but no, not behind her.
it might get intense if I decide to fold blind her
I mean blind fold her.
high thoughts announced sober.
I'm saying shawty, my heart's colder
Dad,
Sorry for getting mad,
I sometimes forget that you’re my dad.
With all the memories we’ve depleted,
there’s no way it’s been completed.
We’ll always laugh, we’ll always kid,
I stumble upon the grass and branches as my heart is racing. I’m surrounded by darkness. The sky has no expression. I run towards the sun but i cant catch up. I keep running but I can't find a way to escape him.
Ive just been layin here in bed, you're the only thing going thru my head..every little thing about you, all the things i love, all the things you do that just captivate me...
Your love is my personal Diamond...
Many want it...
But only I have it...
& I wouldn't trade it....
For anything in the World...
For it is PRICELESS!
I am bored without love
and its passionless limbs
that drapes over my remaining emotions
in a superior state of potency
while wearing a smug look of dominance.
my soul is crying for help,
Have you ever tried
To hold back from crying
Just to show other that you
Aren't as weak as they say?
Secretly as you cry
You wish you weren't, but its
Just so overwhelming.
It Took Year's
Of Talking As Friends
And Studying To Know
What You Like
Or How You Like It.
To Learn Your
Favorite Movies
Songs
And Even Your
Special Restaurants
I Have To
