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Waves
One second you are fine, and the next second it hurts again,
Because I don’t even care that I lost you as a lover, but part of me still does miss you as a friend.
What do u think is the best part of the rain
For meThat spark of light
That flashes Just like a ray of hope
And lighten up the gloom
Or maybe the lightning of two souls
She is Me ..
The one who didn't understand why she wasn't ever happy ,
The girl who lived her life in constant pain ..
And had to abuse drugs to stay somewhat sane ,
She is Me ..
The one who didn't understand why she wasn't ever happy ,
The girl who lived her life in constant pain ..
And had to abuse drugs to stay somewhat sane ,
A lot of people had come and gone. Even those we confined on. Regardless betrayal.
It's absolutely true that, even a family can never be together forever,
It took me a long time to realize that there is only so much that you can blame others for,
And that if you want to change your life, it is up to you to be the one to close that door.
You tried your best to break me,
You thought you could shake me.
You wanted to try and fight me,
You thought you had defeated me.
You thought you had me knocked down,
It took me a long time to realize that the thing that is keeping you going is not always something that you are able to see,
And that even when everyone else is against you, you can not allow them to deter you from who you want to be.
No matter what life decides to put you through, it is up to you to keep going,
And even when it seems like you can't keep going, moving forward is what is going to help you to keeo growing.
Ms. Ms. Hailey.
Come Ms.
Ms. I need your help
Ms. why didn’t I get full marks?
Ms. turn on the AC.
I like your shirt.
Be a faster than fuel,
Let’s the works become diesel.
Let’s the mistake be gone,
Let’s the good things to come.
Stop pointing out the sins,
Let’s gain the good deeds.
You know when it finally hits you and you get tired of your own bullshit,
And it becomes too much and all you can think about is how bad you want to quit?
I have come to realize that at the end of the day, nothing is going to change.
I don't know why it took me so long to realize that the way everyone was acting was strange.
Dawn meet the light, and the twillight the moonall are mirageson labyrinth of mind,ever since time waking.Do you think that our existencemakes any differenceto this vast universe?
The porous language of a soothing, sitting oracle,
The contraction of your drying lips that never sipped delight,
The ghostly vapor of your sound health is no real or fake miracle,
There’s a mindset where they always live inside their memories,
I find it disturbing and it seems be a mystery,
Their emotional ship seems to be anchored by the past,
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Puffing
Marijuana
doesn't
make
misbehaving,
neither
does it mean
thuggery.
Using cannabis
makes:
think,
rethink and
reasoning. It's
the true
source of
"She was my little girl
God, how I had loved her
She was not made for me;
even though you made her.
Out of fine flesh and Earth she was made,
then woven and threaded along head.
She was ripe but not rough,
A tear on my cheek
To whom should I speak
Days are tiny and the nights too long
The words that I say, please sing that song.
No one bothered to wake up, speak, call or text to see me on my way.
I don't blame them, I went my own way, I didn't have much to say.
I didn't expect anyone to be different from the person they were to me yesterday.
Push comes to shove
Paper to pen
Tears leave my cheek
Feeling the ocean's waves of emotion again
Sitting in the dark pit of my room
I look up at the ceiling
When I realized
ELEVATION of ... " Skill " ...
Like Elevation of ... " Will " ...
Can Be Defined ...
As ELEVATION of The Mind ...
Or In OTHER Words The Ability To RISE ...
Where You ELEVATE ABOVE The Absurd ... !!!
One Day A Friend Said To Me....
“ Your Thoughts Big V, are deep and ample,
but to get them through to people, you should try a different angle ! “
By This She Meant My Presence Is LARGE And My Words Hit HARD... !!!
Is it stupid to believe that you are capable of anything that you set your mind to?
Do some people feel like that no matter how hard you work they may never come true?
I'm writing a poem cause I don't want to work.
My project is due soon, there's twelve hours left.
But quarantine's getting to me, I'm going berserk.
Stuck in my home here, I'm feeling bereft.
When I look into your eye’s
I see what you try to disguise
To surmise Your pain
Not in vane
We are all the same
Humane
What defines a life is how you create it
I take a look at my life
And realize
The times I spent
Dreaming
I should have been
Believing in my self
Not drowning
Over whelmed asking for help
So, he said
Sometimes I wake up and wonder what keeps me motivated
I keep my foot on the brake while some others accelerated
I've elevated but still hated what I was saying
I was just moving quickly still testing my own patience...
I commend you for all of your achievements and life accomplishments I can see you’ve been through so much even though you don’t show it on the surface You are everything you need to be to become the person you want to embody You put your mind t
I commend you for all of your achievements and life accomplishments I can see you’ve been through so much even though you don’t show it on the surface You are everything you need to be to become the person you want to embody You put your mind t
Oh look something new.
Something I never knew.
Isn’t it wonderful to learn,
To discover the unknown.
How fascinating to broaden one’s horizons.
Daddy,
Permanent creases make a home beside your eyes
And distract from what was once an icy blue gaze
You promised yourself any wrinkles would be temporary,
But your stress seeps in, a stealthy move,
You made me your doll,
your puppet on strings.
I am your voodoo doll,
the one you keep stabbing
straight in the back.
I am the one you push
Glory breeds glory
Exalted men are beacons
High upon the pedestals of history
Trailblazers true and fair
Battled the blazes of judgement and despair
To create a more progressive air
FAILURE
What started as a dream took a slight left turn
a wife and daughter brought so much joy
I knew sacrifices were apart of the grind
no one mentions the self doubt present drifting into my conscious
not everything that weighs you down is yours to carry,
not everything you love is meant to be kept.
i promise even at your darkest hours you'll see the light.
no matter what you do, you must feel it in order to heal it.
Humans have tanks too
Just like the cars
Sometimes it’s full
Making me think I can reach the stars
But sometimes the light turns on
Meaning I’m running low
I just want to give up
Love inspires me to Adore,
Pain gave me a reason to work for more.
Love inspires me to be Active,
Pain gave me a reason to break from being held captive.
Love motivates me to do right by others,
Power. The power of motivation. Establishing the works of devotion
Through the power of demonstration
When the rain falls on to the asphalt
And petrichor smells erupt,
I'll remember the cloudy days spent in my room,
My mind full of inspirations and ambition
To create a beautiful painting.
Official Ball NCAA Championship
with its bright yellow color and
shredded red seams sighs sullenly
from a dusty shelf
while tangled earbuds explain
What have I learned
from my mental illnesses? I
have learned that there are people
I'm ... " Back On Track " ...
DESPITE The Fact That Some Believe I'm NOT THE MAN ... !?!
THE MAN With Words To FEED The HERDS ...
So I Think It's Time We Looked At THAT ... !!!
A blank sheet of paper reflects Light.
On fire, it seems almost blinding
Forcing a change, a moment's narrowing
Of eyes, as you find a perspective-
What’s the point of life?
Why continue through the strife?
I’ll tell you, I almost died:
Fear nearly ate me up inside;
When darkness surrounds you
And light doesn't find you
Just find it on another side
When disappointment follows you
And happiness doesn't come to you
Just find it on another side
just add water.
i like to think of myself as one of the most unbothersome children out there.
i wonder what you would be like if you spent a day in my shoots.
wouldn't that be funny?
if you grew like me?
When hopes start to disappoint you
Dejection drains the power out of you
Motivation dies deep inside the soul
When criticism shows up to console
Covered by the darkness within me holding me hostage with the burden of grief.
Falling to my knees in faith that I could one day be enough for you, for everything I do.
In freshman year at college,
I was quiet and lost.
Until the first year have ended,
I was talking and knowing a lot of things.
Without that, I stay quiet.
I always wanted to do something's greater,
We are not designed to go through motions,
But intended to fulfill devotions.
Now that I seized my dream,
I have something new to bring.
“I am so frustrated!” the pure hurt ranged through my ears.
“I am so tired of having to get stuff done all by myself.” She wept.
This was my first time seeing her break down.
She was so strong and always upheld her crown.
Fear is a tool unlike any other,
Dangerous and lively like fire,
A double-edged sword, a friend and a foe;
Mysterious and fearsome to think about, to feel,
The thoughts entrancing the mind, able to eradicate
Sitting on the edge of the bed, her pencil scraping the paper writing like a crazy woman the last two words of her note:
I’m Sorry!
You’re my enemy but my friend
I always wonder when you’ll end
You motivate me to do work
If I don’t then I will feel worse
My mind runs like a bomb
Even when I’m feeling calm
I daydream daily
I know it sounds crazy
I feel it in my fingertips, in my bones
Yet so far, so vaguely.
I’m scared.
Scared? I mean terrified
yet I do recognize
Strength takes persistence
We face this situation every day
But as long as you cross the finish line
Anxiety fades away.
You should go.
If you are not going, you’re staying.
If you’re staying, you’re not playing.
If you’re not playing, you will never win.
So, you should go. Go!
Expectations and warnings
Consider carefully the beginnings
Every action has consequence
Every inaction is opportunity
Slipped
Away.
Oh, I’m brave
So courageous
I love to live outrageous
Lonlieness is a curious little thing,it infects our thoughtstakes ahold of me sometimesIt makes me feel like no one would care.Like I'm alone in my thoughtsand that frightens me.Because I scare myself.
Love can be very expensive,
so save your money up.
A bitter sweet combination
like lemon and honey stuff
Never ever forget about the prize
Focus from the moment you begin
I'm tired of people being so surprised at my depth of conversation
When it's normal for you to communicate through layers,
digging into the truth becomes basic...
I.
Books are considered once as my enemies
But now, I treat them as part of my inner peace
That seems to enlighten my mood when in frustration
Dreamin'. Breathin'. Bein'.
You said I was running late
Couldn't round first base.
No matter the fate,
I was out of my place.
Decided to change my story:
Barely ate,
Couldn't motivate,
Fear always seems to get a bad rep
But fear is one who helps teach me whenever I misstep
The fear of becoming a failure
Seems to be my unlikely "savior"
No matter where I lay, or where I go
This person is a face at bedtime.
This person is your show at screen time.
This person is the light you never knew you needed.
When you don’t know what to do,
They will show you.
I want to thank the ones that taught me to never give up
I want to appreciate those who showed me how to live up
They underwent pain but they rose
They kept walking the path they chose
When you wake up, and you feel like you’re worthless well you aren’t. And you get ready for the day, but you feel like it isn’t going to work out but you don’t know that.
I remeber growing up as your baby cub.
You taught me how to care for myself incase you were not there.
Well now you are not here and I am still a lost cub.
Less a coach, more a teacher
In our practices you were a preacher
My confidence wavered from experiences past
But a man like you knew how to bring me out
Out of my shell, you brought this change about
Defend your heart the one who holds
the answers to many mysteries untold,
to love the one who lets you grow old
and endure the path of brick and stone
To capture the hearts of others is gruesome
Never succumb to defeat and keep thriving to become better not the best
Admire someone that will keep you motivated to achieve your goal
I want to scream
You trick me
Push and pull me
Then move the finish line.
Each and every day
When I realize the time
I’m reminded, that the goal is near
But you smile at me and I fear.
To mentor means to guide, to guide means to navigate. Navigation is part of the reason I’m who I am today.
I was lost and alone,
Hopeless and afraid,
Storms raging, endlessly...
But I lit my own torch!
I Braved my own storm!
The mentor I had.....
Was ME.
Hey, what do I have to say
I only had a dime and a nickel to my name
I crave the high life, as far as the eyes can see
And when I make it, aint nobody will mess with me
Hey, I'm gonna do big things
I wish
you were not here
but since you are
be my fuel
It's hard to breathe
and it's hard to focus
but you are here
be my fuel
It takes so much
to do so little
One word
SEAL
What does that mean to you?
To me
SEAL
It stands for
SErious
Exceptional
Astounding
Love
for Humanity.
A true seal
Is ready to lay down his life
One word
SEAL
What does that mean to you?
To me
SEAL
It stands for
SErious
Exceptional
Astounding
Love
for Humanity.
A true seal
Is ready to lay down his life
Pressured by all
Motivatedby none
What will I do
When I'm faced to the gun?
Inspired by failure
Lookdown upon success
Will I reach my goal
Or give up like the rest?
The flock finds nothing to worry about.
For with the cold sun,
It shall fly south.
The lion wrinkles not
Despite its kindred loss.
Nothing poetic was ever written,
But I alwsys thought of it as a vision
I look for my brain's talent everyday in depth
Looking for a hand for help
Enviornment simple minded and basic
In and around the time I began to crawl,
it had occured to me that the book of life is so small.
In that, as I walk with a pace of one...two...one...two,
the missing number; three...
would be left up to me.
Beauty… The beauty of words
Connected without an arrangement to accompany.
This, I’ve learned, can shake the world with just a step.
Beauty… The beauty of words
Connected without an arrangement to accompany.
This, I’ve learned, can shake the world with just a step.
When "what may" has passed,
I am here,
Running cold.
I need heat.
I need the blood of hells own.
“Science [is] a harsh mistress, and in a pecuniary point of view but poorly rewarding those who devote themselves to her service.” --Humphry Davy
You may hurt me --
I don't mind.
Torture me for an eternity,
I'll look forward to that fervor,
And I hope you'll feel it as well.
That enthralling rush of ardor
Which no amount of work may quell.
We're working on a deadline here,
Though I'm sure you're aware.
Trouble Is An Object, You Don't Really Want It. Pass It To The Next Man, Maybe He Will Want It. Maybe He Will Flaunt It, Attracted To Its Danger. Or Draw Back And Cast It, In The Direction Of His Anger. Trouble Is An Object, That Can Transform
Listen to me, you apathetic, groggy naysayer of the morn,
Downcast with your expression baggy-eyed and forlorn;
Get up and get going, nurse your lethargy no more!
I promise you I will work until the earth has shriveled into a husk,
I will in earnest devote every hour of my life from dawn until dusk
To that cause you praise and sing and venerate.
Dear, Nephew
You are so full of life right know
so full of energy, joy, happiness, light.
You make my days brighter than they were yesterday;
When I was feeling alone and depressed.
Dear soul,
Pain is inevitable, suffering is a figment of your imagination
All of that hatred, all of that frustration
It’ll control you like a corporation
Dear Fear,
You remember me, I’m sure.
You pick me apart at the seams.
You make me feel insecure,
And attack my self-esteem.
You know my pressure points,
Know just where to strike.
Dear Husband,
You say we are a team and that our hardship days will end soon.
The harder we work together, the better our future.
dear mom,
i'm sorry i couldn't make you proud.
i'm sorry i couldn't live up to your dreams.
i'm sorry i drive you crazy daily.
i'm sorry i hardly speak to you anymore.
Youth comes with curiosity and opportunities,
Age comes with knowledge and understanding,
But even then there is still no age limit to find true happiness...
Dear Koi,
On one cloudy day I found you in a pond.
The murky waters shimmered from the inklings of light that crept through the clouds.
As I inched closer and closer
To the pond
You approached me.
As you start to rise, success can come at a fatal price,the risk outweights the chance of a changing life,As each day passes its once step forward or stay behind.... I remind myself of the things i seen, with the cautious thoughts of that could ha
My mom gave up on me before she gave me a chance,
I’m trying hard to forgive her but at this point I can’t,
My dad tried his hardest but even he let me down,
Dear Destroyer of Motivation,
You are a shapeshifter. A manipulator.
You can appear harmless,
like a sweet humming in my ear.
You can be found anywhere.
In phones, my bed, the stars.
You are limitless.
Dear Ryan,
You didn’t know me way back when…
I struggled to read with my kin,
Mom studied by day and worked by night.
Dad held three jobs, struggling with all his might.
Dear my old self,
I wanted you to see the sunrise again,
How the freedom to stroll through Denver in the mornings,
Became like your second home.
My two shortest fingers can wrap around my wrist like its nothing.
When I look at my stomach, it is pale and flat.
These legs do not store fat around the knees
Dear friend:
As a person who wants success in such a small town
Filled with gloom, praying I prosper and don’t reach my doom.
Articles Of faith, confession, then communion.
Luminous, telepatic, and wise, i'm never gonna die.
This intuitive power is rising me higher.
There's crystal clear vision, ain't no such thing as division.
You won’t even grow.
You’ve always got tabs,
You’re trying to sell but your funds are so low.
You’re high when you’re in class,
You might not even pass,
Love is a gate that many of us want to enter
with a code that many of us seem to forget
But #BecauseILoveYou, I seem to remember every little thing you've ever told me
Trudge through the mud
and the rain.
No rest for the weary
No rest from the pain
Lights and the shadows
play tricks on my brain
And my heart is strained
against a Thick rusted chain.
Yeah I found the light so now I begin my dream chasingOnce your on this path I promise you that there’s no escaping
once upon a time
there waS a boy wiTh a dreAm
who wanted to climb
to be leader of a team
once upon a time
there was a jollY young boy
who played at school playgrounDs
I haven't written in so long. I mean truly written. I lost that part of my self somewhere along the way. Why don't I think up crazy crackpot original dream stories? Why do I no longer channel my rage into biting poems?
When it all becomes too much and you can't seem to bear it all,
know that you are stronger than this and you must continue to stand tall.
Assure yourself that this is not the end,
"As I arose from such an immersed slumber.
(I was knocked the fuck out)
My eyes were grappled with an abundance of ravishing sunlight
(the sun was shining bright as hell in my window)
It's time to go with the flow and let your heart know that it's okay to express yourself and let yourself go. Get lost in the love that is the totality of your individuality. 'Individual' which means undivided from the 'whole'.
Two long flight of lustrous stairs
Converge far onto a lofty gallery
For the enigma within that bears
What lies beyond a queer mystery
Change is something that is so sought for,
Yet so feared.
When the war came to an end,
The freedom we wanted neared.
Does the shape America is in reflect what our forefathers so valiantly fought for?
Why not write poetry?
Who says you can't create
New words on a blank page
To make another smile
To bring back memories
To pass a lengthy day
In a world full of noise, you are my music.When I was dropped by the wayside, you gave me hope.In a dark world, you are my light.When I was cold, you warmed me up.Even though I go against your word, you still wish me luck.While I was falling down,
A cloud of smoke suffocating this generation
Drugs and Alchol seems to be the only way out of this rotation
Flirting with depression and anxiety
before we even flirted with compound words in our diary
the damage isn’t done,
we convince ourselves
as we sit in a row on the curb
sunken arms draped over our knees.
a hodgepodge congregation
of prayers in vain,
because who is there to ask
Two thousand and seventeen years
Sounds like forever, yet
Is but a drop in the sea of time.
Twenty years
Everything I’ve ever known, yet
Every year starts with a resolution for many, but for me it was an epiphany.
First some humor; resolution broken down is, "re-solution,"
Procrastination can be such a beautiful thing.
It takes form in numerous ways,
Like listening to music or playing games.
Focused on fun and running astray,
From the things that are important day to day.
I am not the same girl I was yesterday. There are so many events that have paved the way.
The future follows behind me with a stern look and a jagged plea
As competition constantly stares back at me.
In the past year I battled the fists of friend crusades
Because of the stabs of pending test grades.
I, a timid adventurer,
Do promise,
To make this year my finest.
The prospect of future,
The anticipation of living.
I will no longer be frightened.
This poem from beginning to end
Is all of me, now and then.
My Past indescribable as it can be
Was not so sad you see.
Looking towards the future, what is it over there yonder?is it destruction? is it hope? I ponder.Looking at my past, I see a boy not yet grownHis talents and skills he has yet to hone
Tiana,
Why do you fail to see yourself when your reflection is right in front of you?
Why is it that you don't realize your self worth?
You need to STOP letting the opinions of others change your view,
The greatest moments of despair and sadness stem from the polar opposite, triumph.
It's the realization that you gave, fought, battled, strove, and despite your final breath,
Sometimes life is like a winter day
Cold and miserable and sad
Icicles hang from the bottom of your heart
The sadness seems infinite
But
There is no magic spell necessary to make one go above and beyond.
It does not require knowledge from Hogwartz nor a magic wand.
All that is necessary is to make the very most of whatever you are
working on.
Your reason to wake up may be different from mine
but does that make you any less?
You open our eyes, right at nine
and that in itself means you're instantly blessed.
Irony plagues my motive for choosing to wake.
For rather than snoozing, productivity offtakes.
For learning oozes a chance for me to break
From my snooze; sleep I am able to shake.
The feeling when I walk home
on a Friday at 2:00.
The bag heavy on my back but the
shoes are thrown as far as they can once I get inside.
The feeling when I collapse on my bed and really
Somehow,I manage to get out of bed each and every day.I get up, get ready, and get to work.
Surprisingly,People look at me with admiration for this feat."How are you so motivated?" they ask.
Which of the world’s greatest fights will you fight?
Will you fight for the light or will you fight for the right to be right?
Will you fight for might or will you fight knowing that you might not be coming home?
7 a.m. comes way too fast,
I snooze my alarm so the ringing will pass.
No ambition to start the day,
Not too worried about the price I may pay.
The ocean,
so large and full of mystery,
such as a new day,
for you, or for me.
The waves,
they tumble over one another
like the many ways,
we often find eachother.
On the fifteenth day
Of April,
Of the eighteenth year,
Lay my motivation
To rub dry tears from my eyes
And have a great day.
Smile.
Smile More.
In the world we live in its easy to be put down
But my motivation comes from a well known man
Roman Atwood.
He lives by the phrase he created
Smile More.
Hope is a raindrop,That cuts through the air,With purpose and pride. Splash. Hope is the ground,That waits patiently,For the magic that lies beneath. Shh... Hope is a root,That silently reaches out,To help others grow. Swish. Hope is my motivation
The day begins and my eyes shine
I see sunlight coming through my blinds
A familiar face appears in my head
And makes me get up and out of bed
He is telling me to change and put on my shoes
Together let's go on a grand adventure. Just you and I, exploring this world that we live in.
I open my eyes , I close my eyes,
I lay down, I wake up,
Nothing has meaning. Everything is the same.
You mean nothing. I mean nothing. THIS. ALL. MEANS. NOTHING.
Without motivation, my world is a blur
"Watch me get a bunch of scholarships
and you only get nothing"
That is what you said to me.
You spit at me
and laughed at me.
But I know you're going to eat your words.
I know I can be better.
I seek many things, for I compare myself to a bird with wings.I always want to travel to new places, always excited to see new faces. My future self is my motivation I see,she is the one I want to make the most proud of me.My family is also my m
My alarm goes off
The sweet sound of the ukulele jingle wakes me from my slumber
As I embrace my gray plush blanket,
I hit ‘dismiss’ and consider remaining in the warm, cozy fuzz of blissful sleep
I wake up and smell the fresh air but, I know my day
won’t be perfect I know
there will be
some wrongs and challenges
I will face through the
day but God has
blessed me to get through
I wake up with anchors tied to my limbs, a burden too big to toss
I open my eyes attempt to arise but fatigued my body's at a loss
The bitter cold runs through me, my blanket carreses my face
My days sim a little dimmer than they use to be
The cold, dark clouds seek refuge in my heart
I ask why I even bother to get up
Because out of the darkness, there is in fact a light
That tunnel runs from me
Life has never been so different.
Everday, we see thousands of new people with different stories.
All we know is what they wear,
What direction they're heading in,
The Color of their skin.
From yesterday to the next day
The future is seen unknown and grey
What we can perceive as current time
is actually the catalyst of cause and effect
The past, what you may choose to reject or accept
My main motivation is nothing amazing,Nor is it the oddest of things.I am tested and tempted and sometimes resented,But I still wake up and sing.I've been singing, you see, for years upon years,
Awake.
What did I dream?Relief that it stays there, or sadness it's gone.Damn that alarm
You'll be grateful laterThe day time you
But that isn't me now!
The first time I met the sun,He was about 5 feet and 9 inches tall.His smile was always so radiant,that I would squint when I looked up to him
Whether the sky awakens bright with color
Or dark and dim with a sun that's covered
I get out of bed and look in the mirror
I say to myself "You are made to be here"
Time is ticking and I will not let it go to waste
I long to be your deity,To stroke your entirety With the palette of my choosing As I cover you in colorAnd give you life.Never mind what I useIt is assured I will always have a use.I love the way you grant me competence,Complete control.I love th
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?
Time is too short
As the seconds tick on, we hear the moments of our life ebb away
Slowly, slowly, with each passing day we feel the future
Possibilities.
Opprotunites.
The future.
This is what makes me happy.
This is what keeps me going.
Without hope, is to be without happiness.
The possibility that I will make a change someday?
Like pink skies and red oceans, each day is so beautifully enigmatic
Mystery and curiosity caress my day in a world so sorrowfully systematic
A chance to touch and breathe ease me into sunrise and poetry flow
Who am I?
I still don't know
I've got a lot to learn
And a long way to go
There is so much to do
So much to explore
And one day i'll know
What I came here for
I've been looking
The bell rings in my ear
As the light peeks through the curtains
Another day has started
Dragging me body in fear
Of what the day may bring is not certain
But my goal is darted
When I struggle to get going, she helps me greet the day
She promises adventures, that will make things all okay
I know that I can trust her, her smile has never told a lie
so I slowly get up, and to my bed I say goodbye
An Enchanted Morn
A dancing beam of moonlight
A gentle breath of wind
A fluttering of the curtains
A waking form within
A silent sleeper waking to a mist shrouded world
What makes you happy?
Is it waiting for innocent victims in a dark alley?
To rob them off their security?
Or is it waking up early,
And make your hands dirty,
As you toil for your family?
The world is a heavy weight
to bear on ones two arms
legs strained with a lunge gait
neck and back directly in harms
way. but it's the only way.
You carry your sins
those things you did wrong
Alright so it’s been a while
I feel like this is a journal entry
to the lifestyle of myself
So much to mention, so much to say
All on this pad with what seems to be
Actually
The toxins taste like chilled cherries
Once your purpose is as buried as pharaohs past.
Have you ever seen the weed?The one that lays covered underneath,Walk on by all on the streets,Shun by society,She was what no one wishes to see.Her unheard heartbeat,Given poison to feed,Prevented her future seeds.Prove to the world she won't be
PAPER OR PLASTIC?
FOLLOW THE LEADER DON’T GET LEFT BEHIND OR YOU WILL BE FOREVER FORGOTTEN.
D O N O T R .I. P
OR YOU WILL BE THROWN AWAY.
Outlandish tasks
Scribbled passionately
One: To meet the infamous
Ms. Oprah Winfrey.
As a puppy waits for Owner to return,
Keep heading to the top, always trying hard and not thinking to stop.
Reaching high no matter whats there never going to stop.
Always thhinking you can and nothing is going to change.
Have you ever felt alone?Like there's all these people around you at work or schoolSmiling and laughingWith their friendsAnd theirBest friends.
A sigh escapes
Heart growing cold
Tears squeezed out
But nothing matters
Not at the moment
Everything is gone
Your life is a lie
Or so it seems
But no energy
Is left behind
Society tried to trap me, trick me.
Laid out a treacherous trail. But I'm wiser,
I'm learning,
on my best days im a man of soul and on my worst, only human,
only growing every day
It calls to me
As my thoughts run fast.
It calls to me
And I can't hold back.
It's there for me
When my heart feels cold.
It's there for me
And my lonely soul.
It's always there
Where were we in that past life?
This is no run of the mill fast life
Getting up around seven and getting back past nine
Enough to make the irrational type
Practical
You have to fall before you can fly,
and you gotta scrape your knees
before you reach the sky.
So don't complain,
and don't sigh.
And when you think
that you can't go on, well,
Ever since I was a child the world looked so bright
It seemed like all the darkness was pushed away by light
But my young mind couldn't comprehend all the truth
After all I was in the starting of my youth
What moves you?
having gravity on the globe from which we walk upon
having opportunity to move around and make the world going around
What moves you?
I bear on my shouldersThe weight of a thousand crowsWith their weight, they just watch and waitEvery second, every dayHoping for me to fall downSo I can feel my bodyAs it rots in their dirty mouths
Slowly it flows through my veins
Slowly it propels my desire
As the passion that laid dormant
Once again ignites
You won't go anywhere, they said
For everything you have done
All the love and support you have given me
My constant motivation
I wouldn’t be where I am without you.
Precious child, you were put onto this world with ever lasting love.Like a dove,You
The day is long, its prospects dreary, and in this state I’m weak and weary.
I have no drive and no desire; I need something that will inspire.
Of movement and of thoughts I’m leery, yet to my mind there comes a query:
Undeniably, the body cannot live without the mind
It is like planning to seek a treasure one must find
The strength to act in order to survive
but without spirit, all actions, contrive
Hope
A blazing fire within my soul
Motivating me further
Inspiring dreams
Creating purpose
Hope
Keeps my soul from withering
Like a flower denied rain
I am nourished as long as
When I think of her all I can do is smile, I feel her heartbeat across all these miles. I think of our little vacation, away from our worries and reservations. Wishing for more than two days, forever seems like light years away.
All I need is the motivation,
the motivation to get up in the morning,
the motivation to keep getting up in the morning,
the motivation to get up every morning.
The motivation to make it
Within, there must be that voice...The one to push you to succeed.For me, it tells me that all is okay,And I need to prepare for what I may see.
It's a necessity to my life, without it nothing would be right.
It brightens up my day, and gets me through the night.
Grasping on my hopes and dreams, bringing them to life.
Let this be a reminder of what happens when you're lazy
Riding, staring out the window when eyes are teary glazy
Caused hte time's ticking, sneaking up behind you
It must feel great that your life has a soundtrack
Forget responsibilities, you'd rather sit back
Relax, just be a character not claiming any agency
How are you your own side role? Wake up, you ain't no baby
Dark clouds do not creep up at night,
Instead graze our minds when the sun does shine
And the thoughts impale us with softened blades,
Though our smile rivals the daylight,
If pried and smeared away with time,
When life hits you and you feel like staying down, just remember there are people who only bring you down. Find the balance in this game, and remember lack of success only ourselves we have to blame.
Looking past the landscapes
there stands one dream.
One final goal that you know
deeper than the cliff you're standing on
you want one dream you know.
The trees are greener
the grass is taller
Stop hiding yourself
Stop worrying about your singing voice so much
You’ve been hiding yourself long enough
Shine your colors
Break free from the prism you’re in
You, whoever you are.
You have come so far, and with such grace.
I know, it’s hard, I fucking know.
How, how, how, I don't know how, but I know the 'how' part is important.
The motivation is important too: "It needs to be done."
It's not just about, 'Can I do it?'
A single spark could destroy an entire foundation.
And this is why Hope is dangerous. We think of 'one' to be small and insignificant. Often we misjudge what exactly 'One' is capable of.
Finally things are going in a way that I can agree with.
Finally I can smile with pride with straight white teeth.
Finally I can rack up on savings because of a great job.
I am dedicated and motivatedI wonder what the world could becomeI hear music when I see something rightI see a bright futureI want to make everyone's life betterI am dedicated and motivated.
I am Tenacious.
Never ceasing.
Always pursuing.
Over miles I run.
An obstacle here, and there, but no matter,
I will overcome.
Though I may slow,
Yet will I never quit the pursuit.
To some God is an all powerful being, with power and might
To others he's a mystical being delusional people pray to at night
If there is a God, why do we suffer through pain
Look deep into my eyes
See past my empty soul
Fly fly away soul
Are no cries
Nor any lies
Just a brain behind a face
Wondering why no emotion is tied to this place
It is still hard to believe,
But we are approaching an end of a journey
That we have walked on
I feel a mess
in and out
my room and kitchen
myself
my mind and future
A mess
what can I find what can I say what can I do
what should I do
i choose what to do
There is no end to the madness.
Yet there is no definite beginning.
Some say it’s all feel.
Others say it’s all preparation.
Creativity is it’s bloodline.
Imagination lies at it’s core.
Have you asked yourself"What's the meaning of Life?"Happiness, wealth, dealing with strife?
love you God, you make me strong. God is my bedrock under my feet, the castle in which i live, he makes me rest in the night. My God to whom i run for my dear life from a hostile world, hiding behind thy borders where i am saved
Breaking bad habits
is difficult,
it’s irritating.
You wince every time
You bite your nails
again
Procrastinate
again
Sleep in
again
And every time
If you had stayed away
I might have made it
Through all the twisting turns of adolescence
A little bruised and bloody,
But mostly unscathed.
But if you had stayed away,
I wouldn't know how to fight.
I refuse to accept
"I can't."
Those two words are the same as
"I won't." and "I quit."
There are no quitters.
There is only
"I can." and "I will."
"I quit." is a joke.
This is my motivation.
I see myself in that girl with scars on her wrist
In pain, but ignored daily by family and friends
And she’s told by others that she can stop anytime she wants.
I suppose we all know one day we'll die
to some of us that might sound like a sweet relief
For others it may be a biggest fear.
For some, Life has been hell
For others much better
No one else is me,
And no one else will ever be.
My hair, eyes, and face
No one can replace.
What makes me quirky,
What makes me ME,
Is something I will always be.
I’m no Cinderella
Never lost a glass slipper
Never got prince charming
I’m no Cinderella
Always felt strange
Faraway
Slipping away
Always felt strange
There is nothing above me but white and blue
You make me want to live
You make me want to give
It's alright
If not only for tonight
You make me want to sing
Like no one is listening
You make me want to smile
I didn't grow up in a home,
I grew up in houses,
13 schools and a murder attempt and "Run as fast as you can, find the neighbor, and stay there till I call the police!"
My mom's ex-boyfriend,
No, I'm not a Babie girl
I'm not the fastest swimmer
I'm not the smartest student
I'm not the best daughter
I just want to be an inspration
To those with a dedication
To become better then what they were yesterday
only to realize that your most important days are the day you are born
and the day you find out why
Listen to me, oh Muse, and help me tell the story
Of the young man with great determination.
The one who worked for years on a single goal
To turn his belt the darkest of all colors.
Born in the Flame of the controversial state.
They try to burn my fate with bias hate.
"I am no bird,"
That's what she told me.
"no net ensares me."
Those words are true.
You strived to be
more than a bird, but,
You found yourself caught,
defensless, trapped.
life is a bleesing but life aint fair
blows from each direction put a knife right here
dreams aint distant but they dont seem near
so the first we gotta do is face our own fears
Notice all the old folks, hear them say
What happened to the kids nowadays?
Sitting on their ass, shorts way too high
Lying, cheating with pants down to their thighs
This is the age of the young, wild, and free
A child grown up in a world of woes, At times it filters from her head to her toes, But this girl--is not on her own- Swept from emotion to emotion along the coast she travel, In a world of misunderstanding and suspicion she walks, But she tries
We all live within the pursuit of hhappiness/
Waiting a fine line between poverty & calamity/
Looking through a blind success, pick your poison as we fall through Amity/
I wake up everyday with a smile on my face
Life is a race
I have been pushed around
People have tried to trip me up
But I always had belief in myself
It doesn't matter where you come from
The race we run roils with rigor
Journeying to a peak of revival
Tumbling down a tube of trauma
Crash into the valley
Climbing back out
I can rhyme words without a rhythmbut as soon as I try, I lose the feeling.So I’ve learned to let them flow,let ‘em rolloff my tongue - or in this case my pen -
What uplifts me?
Such a simple question
But difficult to answer
What does it mean?
"What inspires me?
Do I know you?
The words you pronounce
are so ugly and dirty,
But you say they fit me just
perfectly.
Do I know you?
No, I do not
but here I am lying on the floor
I am learning to be grateful for each second of every minute of every hour of every moment
But I am aware that today will soon be yesterday,
only joining the history lesson of ‘remember those days’
The room is too warm
My palms are sweatty
He paces, glancing at the pages.
Time is running out
I read fast but nothing sticks in my mind.
I can't remember the answeres.
He glances my way and i flinch.
As lifes cards unfold
And the world is yours to hold
Remember, above all stay Gold.
When all around is black
and the weight of the world is on your back
when your life begins to form that mold
Hope.
Hope is everywhere
Hope is abundant, hope is not rare
As going into the tunnels of oblivion it's either kill or be killed
It seem as if the snow starts to fall just as the sky does
we run for the safety of our pack their have been
Music uplifts the strings on my guitar,Hockey uplifts the puck on my stick,Education uplifts the knowledge in my head,Preparedness uplifts the opportunities in my life,Work uplifts the money in my pocket,
The whispers chirped all through the air,
The trotting deer, the hopping hare.
They moved with swiftness that was so divine,
But then nature settled into one dismal line.
I survey the land ahead.
As i look out on the horizon,
I see a humming bird,
hovering near a flower.
I hear a bee,
buzzing around me.
And
I distinctly hear a tree fall,
in the distance.
My goal,
is my motivation.
My coffee,
is my kick start.
My music,
Is my sanity.
My dream,
is just a road away.
Life is gift from God
But you have to earn that gift
You can’t just expect things to happen
Or else they never will
Life is about persistence
Hard work and dedication pays off
They all want my autograph
but they don't know how I write it
The things I read behind closed doors
made me who I am-
but how can I be what I have read if I cannot speak out loud?
My mirror of motivation,
Stares back at me daily.
Sometimes it smiles and sometimes it cries,
But within it's glassy walls lives a woman who
Is nothing but a bag of dreams and anxious success.
Where were you?
The times i cried for help..
where were you?
When i need a shoulder to lay my head upon?
Where were you?
when i needed that extra push?
where were you?
From the suffocation of checkered fear,
To the pastel brush stroke of peace.
From the wide-eyed, emotive hollowness of 3 a.m.
Molotov cocktails and tear gas.
Nuclear arms and hateful words.
It's all so far away and right at home,
so where is this world heading towards?
Nobody knows, so we make ourselves blind,
Shine bright
I love you
a tear cries not me
forever blue , you too
hmmph
Yes!!
The moon looks good
fresh
like the soil in my pot
grow little one
grow big one
Inspiration
What is inspiration but a fanny pack full of hammy down quotes from people no different than you or I. Or is it indifference that allows one to be different. "Haters gnna hate!"
When will the end come,
Everyday same routine,
Everyday stressed,
Everyday overwhelmed.
This is for the best,
But when will it come.
Patience….
The time has arrived,
Hard work paid off,
The day motivation motivated me
it hit me like a slap on the knee,
Realizing what came to my mind
I knew I had everything to find,
RejectionWanting a dreamLonging for what is not easily possessed
DeterminationSeeing the imaginable futureA solvency of a teachable past
i'm gonna polish It 2 a solar flame2 rekindle my subconcious chariotthat bears my virgin senses from:
first poem writen,
by a man who isn't sittin,
on my,
dreams, I be livin'
in the city they call emerald city,
but thats the start of it,
you'll see I bring a part of,
myself,
Tick Tick
Tock Tock
Minutes slip away on my clock.
Need some motivation,
The days keep passing while I’m on vacation.
So what keeps me going,
Makes me want to keep growing?
Falls down, but gets up
again to see the light of day
tick-tock, what makes me tick-
determination.
Someone flies by, digging those spikes into the track-
What makes me tick?
Definitely not batteries.
Definitely not my heart.
What makes me tick?
My brain.
My brain has the motivation.
My brain has all the plans.
A mission, a venture, a task to complete
Not to meet, but to reach above the level at which you compete.
Gear up for the storm, ready yourself for tension
A mission, a venture, a task to complete
Not to meet, but to reach above the level at which you compete.
Gear up for the storm, ready yourself for tension
I was 12 years old, sitting on the front porch.
Parents arguing inside, about money of course.
When I grow up, none of this,
No paycheck-to-paycheck living,
No worrying about making ends meet,
Everyday I a clumsily wake up and see, what a great and wonderful world exists around me.
FROM MY YOUTH COMES GREAT WISDOM.
FROM MY YOUTH COMES OUR FUTURE.
FROM MY YOUTH COMES STRENGTH.
FROM MY YOUTH COMES POWER.
FROM MY YOUTH COMES SOUL.
LIFE, BEAUTY, AND LOVE COME FROM THE ROOTS OF MY YOUTH.
IT’S A girlThe three deadliest words in the world.So many keep disappearing just because of the flip of the coin.
Success comes through opportunities thrown your way
These opportunities are unexpected
Which is why you have to take advantage of them
Be smart, don’t take these situations or influential people for granted
a quiet beach,
golden sand,
and crisp blue waves ;
it seems to be
the perfect place.
you set down your towel,
put on your sunscreen.
you never knew life
could be so serene.
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.
What is a life? Measured in the days, milestones? We rent the time on this earth, so we measure in love.
After death a life only continues in memories. You will be forgotten if you are “idle”.
Eighteen score years ago, a cradled crying baby - who was given an enlightened path - was born
Motivation, it's what keeps us going,
How do we keep motivated in a world that's never slowing?
Our goals are too important to let go of that sight,
Our focus will help us reach a future so bright
Tribulations of young life start out bright
Yet the other kids didn't see the same light
Sometimes, I feel I am zero.
That I am nothing.
Worthless, empty, an entity with no value.
Let the shadows go
Since they only come when its bright outside.
Let the shadows go
Since they come and take what's free.
Let the shadows go because they are what holds you back.
I sat in class a brain ahead of me
It was dissection day and time to play
The teacher handed me the master key
I cut around matter that is grey
And discovered my new fascination
One Job
One day
two ways I say
Experience and Education are the ways
three things i must say to the people
who didnt believe,refuse to help,or just dont care
When I was young I didn't know,
Where exactly I should go.
My life was crazy, always turning,
Never knowing, always learning.
I'm a growing flower and knowledge is power.
I used to wake up hoping to play this great game one day.
Now I wake up dying to make it each day.
Oh if things had gone my way to the tee,
I probably have been all smiles, more happy.
With just a little change, our society could thrive
if we used our full potential, possibilites reach the sky
the potential we all have, but seem to throw away
could be the difference in, living a different way
What is the most powerful thing in the world?
Is it the desire to achieve greatness?
Or is it your desire to crawl out of bed in the morning knowing you have to get to class and can't be late?
When I reach for the pen and paper, and begin to write/
Do I write about what’s right or mainstream it to tight/
One brings fame while the other brings respect/
I guess the only way to impress is to show intellect/
I'm a country boy
Growing up in the fields of the valley's heights
The stars bright shining over me
The sweet smell of the pasture in the morning
The fresh air and open land
Animals roam wild
I’ve lead a hard life
Born on a springs day
The sun of life has lead my way
Poor by fate
Rich through faith
The dessert sand shed its storm before me
Gaining what was once lost at the cost of another
Persistence is thisodd thing.It pushes us past our limits—it is an unpresedenceof our capabilities. It is fueled by a why and produces a legacy.
Is there not a way that we can improve todayThe design of your mind is built to climbI see faces that count themselves as disgracesNot saying obsessive, just positive and impressive
These eyes see farther than most
They can see right to your soul
But most importantly, they see the future I demand
This vision is scary to some who cannot understand
Power, power is what I have
Awaken from slumber long enough
To remind myself what's real
The part of me that's sleeping
Is dying to wake up.
The part of me that's wide awake
Simply wants to sleep.
They always mock me.
Staring from the sky,
Hiding behind the clouds,
And would never touch the grass believing they are superior.
I grimace feeling hopeless
Do not get down if you ever fall and fail
True success will come don't make it a need
Don't be dependent let go of the rail
Imagination is what you should feed
Your mind should be clear of all doubts and fear
Crunch…Crunch…Crunch…
Man, it’s humid out today… can’t blink or else the sweat will burn my eyes, just what I need…
We’re only at the mile mark?!... This is gonna be a long race...
it powers the writer
to write one more line
it inspires the muscian
to play one more time
it rages the soldier
to take that front
it focuses the athlete
After everything i went through so far in the new year, 2014, I've decided to leave to Ecuador for the next month. After going through attempted suicide, hospitalization, the pysch ward, therapy, trying to find myself back into life, and such; i
There is no time for us,
watching the clock on the wall,
waiting for something to happen,
for excitement, encouragemet, and motivation,
but nothing happens,
just the sound of the clock ticking,
The World says that I couldn't
They all say i wouldn't
they always told me I wasn't good enough
or I didn't have have the smarts or size
I shut out the negativitly
I looked inside and a realitivity
When you find yourself
asking yourself
what you would do if you could change the world
(if you could do anything
big
I’m high off life
But sometimes it aint right
And it’s like
I should start over
Before something ignites
I gotta
Remake
Retake
‘Cause there’s weight
On my shoulders to
Blood boiling in my veins, body becomes rigid and cold, saying goodbye to the old, when I awaken you see the heart that was taken, peer into my lifeless body numb and still, look into my dead eyes that once held what feeling I felt, now washed aw
I’m from Monopoly
From the Game of Life.
I’m from Sister, Sister
From the world of CatDog.
Games and fun is where I’m from.
I’m from the sweet sound of summer glistening on the pool
The game is about to begin, once the ref oscillates her hand
I can hear my heart pounding louder than the bounce of the ball
I look up at the scoreboard that is as blank as a check, then to the stand
I feel as if I'm stuck in a cage, knowing my potential I bring myself to burst out in rage, this stage of trials is rough, as I lay under the rubble it is tough to see light, in spurts I try to raise with all my might but through the dust it's
“Not in Vain”
Another mistake, love gone casted to flames
The good went wrong, am I the one to blame?
This train keeps moving along, wait stop this is wilderness
Power, pressure
Fear and failure
Courage and cowardice
The root of all evil
It brings us down
It makes us rise
It makes us drown
It creates a town
Of misconception
Defeat,
Constant struggle.
Daily beatings, no matter what it is.
Feelings weak, so weak.
I shut down. about break.
Wanting to cry for help.
But only feel alone in a dark room.
We find ways to make it.
We are stronger than we think.
Most believe they will break
So they give up at the brink.
It is when you are near the end.
Do most quit,
“You won’t get into college.”“If you don’t take these classes, you won’t get accepted into the schools you want."
Greatness seems worlds away,
Through everlasting space,
Between endless time,
Far beyond shades of poor,
Out reaching the blurred good,
Underneath infinite excellence,
Lies the Greatness I seek.
My lungs don't work well, but my brain does,
And with my brain I dream and dream!
In these dreams I can see my future.
However, my brain does not sing.
I sang for you - or was it for a grade?
As a child you’d like to believe you could trust the world to be
Everything you’d want it to be
Such innocence in seeing life in an easier point of view
Nothing sugar-coated
Just straight forward
Broken home. Young mom of two at twenty two. Girl you're a fool, just another statistic. More mouths to feed in that welfare line, no she said not today. Lets go to college I'll lead the way.
They climb
Without a clue of a return
For every minute that turns,
could be the last.
As their wasting away,
they climb.
With the air depleting,
they climb .
to achieve
Say what you want and think whatever,
But I promise you that I will never
Change who I am or who I'm going to be.
I am who I am, take me or leave me.
Stereotype this and that. It's a dare.
What is time?
By definition its an indefinite continued progress of existance
But is there even such a thing?
We measure time with numbers,
But there are no numbers in the sky, on our bodies
People on the screen don't exisit anymore
All that's there are explosions and products to buy
And this makes me burn.
The screen has become a bible more
or else, it's what society bases it's joys and pains on.
Reaching out, gripping your hand with mine,
Muscles stretching, tendons straining to hold on.
My grip is starting to slip away; I Won't Let Go.
Your memories entrenched within my mind,
Everything to you is a contest of snobbery
Cunning and soul-less is how you wish we would be
You drive us apart by dangling the carrot in front of our faces
Ignorant is the student who actually chases
I am ambitious
curious and passionate
I want to keep learning
anew
The teachers are unhopeful
schoolwork is hectic
Already prepared
for what each school year brings
Nobody really knows what happens behind the curtains,
or behind the doors...
Dramas unfold and storylines disappear.
The true vulnerability of your existence becomes clear.
I write what's on my mind,
I write as if I was blind,
I write what's in my heart.
There's no formal training,
Or guidelines I follow.
Emotions are my direction,
Feelings are my guide.
I got a date with DestinyAt Hollywood Boulevard I studied it like AnatomyAnd I know almost everyone has given up on me butI need redemption no need to mention my past
Life is the thunderstorm we fail to appreciate as we wait on a sunny day.
Hate is fear, after our mask falls away.
Love is the best worst thing you'll ever know.
Against the grain might sometimes mean going with the flow.
Backpack slung over
arms reaching for a water bottle
sun rays approaching
you could see the glimpse of light
it was about to begin
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
Who we are is who we will be
The only one to change that is the voice inside of me
The voice telling you right from wrong
The voice telling you that you don't belong
Somewhere along the road to Zion, I fell from the narrow path
It's time that I return from iron, it's time that I head back
It was written in the form of lions, which created a clamp
The pain of the world strapped to their ankles
a poet is weighed down.
Weighed down
like cotton bales strapped to hunched backs;
stone uprooted by torn cuticles and nails
As the trials begin
the emotion within buld up as we abide
the consciousness within us
the summer days grows hot,
but the wrestling room is even hotter.
the inner confidence upgrades from steel
I hate how society makes you feel as if you were doomed to be alone
Never to fall in love in love, or if you were to fall it'd be from a soon hallow skull into a present hallow world
Working out is an art form,
My body is the canvas, and
I am the painter.
Every rep is like a brush stroke,
Every set is the sculpture that is me.
Working out is an art form,
My body is the canvas.
Where I Am From
I am from the unknown in what’s known.
Roots for many simply ignored.
Sky blue and white,
sometimes i sit and wonder why kids try their best in class,
to have a future, to get good grades, or maybe only pass,
well here it is now, let me lay it to you straight,
Grab a hand and stand together
let here a heartfelt welcome
hand by hand race by race
together we stand equal
strong and firm
We are never alone
so be a friend and lend an ear
LOSS
Thinking of what the future holds, I lose all sanity.
What’s in store for me?
What’s going to happen?
I don’t look it on the outside,
But within, I’m an unfinished puzzle.
I've been put down
But i don't give anyone a frown
It's irritating
I don't show that it's fustrating
I'm going to be at the top
making people's jaws drop
because they didn't make it to the top
Time is irreversible, but lets sit in a hypothetical world.
When we move back, every motion is different.
Disappearing is still considered a footprint
So move back to the initial attack on the system
I write to take away the pain.
To make sure all critics remember my name.
To remove the sympathy and handouts and convert that to becoming a standout.
To show my grandmothers that I am no longer that little boy.
A broken watch lies in my hands
It seems to have died the day I found my fate
Like the burden of knowledge I must act
In fact, run and race time before he beats me to my own game
A head start would suffice
What if you could evaporate in the sky
And drift freely along the twists and turns of the winds current
Travel miles upon miles over land
Showering them with your condensed vapor
Your impression
That the world will harbor the
Audacity to sever limbs from the whole truth
Are gravely mistaken.
From now on, the whole truth, and nothing less!
And in times of future toil,
"Don't do that" a common utterance of disempowerment
A three word society on its own
filled with expectation when the first mistake was made
A sense of being unloved, peaking through a pessimistic lens of hearing
Motivation,
Possibility,
and the possibility that I can grab which is beyond my reach.
I am not religious, but rather superstitious.
and Demons cloud my mind,
My faults manifest themselves as sin,
Theres Something Great In All Of Us,
Something We Dont Earn But is Born Within Us,
Potential..
Potential Change The Lives Of Others and Make A Difference In World Where We
As the wind whips within my face. The cold sharp agonizing pain brings memories of disgrace.
These words I write
Are Born from me,
I’ve given them more
Than just a sound,
I’ve given them Life,
An opportunity to Impress.
It’s passion turns to heart
and logic into mind.
It's all up to you
Forever It's true
Beyond the clouds
There is room for your dreams to come out
Behind your harwork
Leaves a lot at stake
That's a chance I'll take
Wait for me.
I'll be there;
Head held strong and arms opened wide,
Ready to take the world on.
My voice to reach many people,
My dance moves to get people jumping,
My acting to induce laughter,
Write to expel emotion
To get through the daily grind, the motion
Paint a dark picture to put light on a problem that needs focus
Its a shame how this world can care less about an education
When Martin Luther did all this fighting on segregation
but all it takes is a little focus and dedication
a little interest to learn and preperation
My feet are set
I am down and ready
My brow breaks into a sweat
But I keep my focus steady
Bang! My heart leapt with the shot
My adrenaline began to flow
My blood ran hot
As I let my body go
I smile because it's gorgeous
& cry because I'm hurt
I don't take no ish from ANYONE
Because I value my self worth
I dance because I can
& laugh because it's funny
Niggas stay fishin'
I'm sitting in this chair, arms tied behind my back.
A dark room with pure shadows and nothing but whispers.
Blind folded and pinned down to the sounds of
Doubt is a weapon
used for war. As leathal as a bullet,
it is cold and piercing. The bullet stops you
and says you cannot move on.
But what should the world make of this weapon,
should it be used for evil
I wake up every morning, asking myself, what is my destiny
Sometimes I can't provide myself an answer
But as I begin my morning routine,
The world becomes a little more clearer to me
Look into your own Imagination.
What is around your location?
Suited rabbits? Black magic?
Mystic incantations?
Delve deeper than a magicians hat.
Outside the box? Farther than that.
I want to arise like a phoenix from the ashes
Live for the moment and everything else can reside where the past is
You’ve been there, done that, it’s all said and done
Like Joey said:
Ashes to ashes. Stardust to stardust.
Not something you can take with you
Exactly
But not something you can easily
Relinquish.
Grow claws just to clutch at it for a
Sometimes I wish I was a star,
Shining bright and worlds apart.
When I look up to gaze,
At its elegance and its mystery.
I just wonder, does it have history.
Is there someone doing the exact same,
The pursuit of happiness,
What is it exactly,
Where do I find it,
And how do I get there.
It varies from one person to another,
It is constantly changing like the weather.
I write to express my courageous spirit
The way I fight to cling to life
The way I fight for my success in life
Even though the odds are always pinned against me
Still I choose to fight the good fight
Hateful glares, hidden glances.
Romances.
Friend or foe? How are you to know?
Catch her if you can, as she
Rise, Rise, Rises.
Grind. Everyday.
Hurts. When all they see
Everyone,
No matter what size, shape, any variation of human,
We all hit rock bottom.
Some are deeper, some fall harder.
The choice is yours;
Be the one to immediately grasps at the loose dirt around them,
A loud voice can do many things. It can free a caterpillar.
My words stayed small for so long and no longer will they hunger for excape.
I fought through the jungle of my mind and freed my thoughts from it's captors.
looking at our target
changes nothing
but makes us dream
changing out actions
to create the better
gets us moving
I write to be free,
To see another fate beyond the trees,
Scratching on the door of closer,
When I can be me and let imagination take over.
Typing on a steady rhythm of a key,
As steady and mellow of the sea,
The Sound of Thunder cracks
On the back of her chest
This ex-con yelled louder mightier
Than any Lion could roar
Yet when all is said and done,
done and said, she still is the same
Reminiscing is a word of a thousand blows
A picture that pierces my soul for many pros’
The struggles that made me enlightened like a turtle in their slows
The years have flown by like birds fleeing in throes
Is it the beginning,
where beginners dream of winning
or is it the end,
where dreamers decide on quitting?
From the bottom you have fear,
and after failure procrastination for a year.
Slowly but surely you work your way up.
Now halfway full is how i picture my cup.
I'm steady on the path of yelling IM HERE!
A Face,
In the mirror,
Can't be mine-
Too much experience,
Too little time.
Cold eyes,
Not a wife,
And barely a mother,
Of a dear child who needs her.
I am a symptom of your disease
Hopped up on overdoses of caffeine
Because from hate, love breeds
I am a symptom of your disesase
Flinting fire fairies fly
As the dance of the phoenix burns inside
And as that scorching heat burns eagerly
Golden yellows, ruby reds, grow rapidly
This blistering beauty seems to co-exist complacently,
You are made of:
sticks and stones and
the velvet of every cloud you could ever touch.
Its just the mere discrepancy of realizing what is happening around me
The dark pages that start unfolding from the past
Constantly reminding me of before
Hurt cutting through me as tears slowly dwell from my eyes
When it began, no one could tell
How hard it was for me
I was just like the other boys and girls
Just with more energy
Never Had Anyone to depend on,
show me the way,
the straight way.
So I thought to go get it on my own,
Make it on my own.
Had it fixed in my mind.
I write to create a realistic image in your subconscious mind
To create a way to express my thoughts, leaving mouth from my entering mind
My poetry is more than just the similes and rhymes
I was laying out in the snow one fine day,
Wondering what life's journey was in my way.
I looked out with a blank stare,
Realizing moments like these are very rare.
Standing there optimistic about whats ahead,
Untamable
This space is cold
The name I chose
became the main chain-reaction to maintain with a brain too strange for the average face to smile at
so brace and don't
hate just cope
I came to hold
I fail sometimes.
Feel hard time of all kinds.
I fall on my face
And I make mistakes.
I've been lost before.
Lost at sea, whipped by waves
Never washed ashore.
To first climb the ladder,
You must step the stairs.
One at a time, beware of bears.
Don't be interfere. It's just a sign.
The anger inside clawing it's mind.
Mind if I asked?
May the lighters light
May your heart love
May the sun shine
Right above us
May your actions be worthy
May your hunger be hardy
May your drive have engine
May your soul have a mission
Hiding in the closet while teardrops are flowing
Wondering when is this feeling of despair going to end
But wait!! I see a light peaking through these hidden doors
Or is it my future looking bright as the blazing sun
I often sit and wonder,
What I’m going to do with my life,
No matter how hard I try,
It always ends in strife.
What do you love?
What do you hate?
All I want to do,
Is leave it up to fate.
through all the struggle ,and all the pain ,i will keep on dancing through the rain. keep my smile with hidden tears.I will learn to conquer all my fears.
It is pain? Or is it joy?
The story of many, yet unique to us all.
The workloads of life, giving us too much to haul,
And the joyous of times in good news' call.
We must understand that the long suffering is a profit,
I've been tired and hungry
I've been lost and been left.
I've been lied on and spied on
I've been beaten and bereft.
I've been preyed on and prayed for
without a prayer of my own
I look up to the sky and sun
To give me inspiration
They tell me that they’re down to none
Due to past generations
I look for it in every place,
Sound, sight, smell, and sensation;
Darkness behind my eyelids
Earth experiences the same darkness
As the sun’s light is captured by the moon
My curtains of flesh rise with the sun
As it illuminates my surroundings
I'm just walking, trying to get by.
Irritated by the fact, I don't even try.
Excuses after excuses, what is there left to say.
I'm in the fetal position, and all I can do is pray.
We are so much more than what you see in the videos on TV
We are so much more than the rocks on our chain
Or the chronic smoke that clouds our brain
We are so much more than the sagging of our pants
Life is a game of chance like rolling the dice Life is not all fun and games there are things you have to sacrifice You can’t dance your way through situations you have to pay a price I have many things on my plate; as a result I am full of life W
I wanna be alright
I’ll learn how to swim
but the waters just so deep
I’m sinking in
no life guards around
nobody to be found
when I jumped in the river
no one could hear the sounds
Take a deep breath and brace yourself. Take your steps 'til accomplishment is felt. Move ahead three steps at a time or what works best for you. Don't ever stop or miss your cue, because success doesn't move without you.
Oh, Sandy...why?
You took away 285 lives,
My father's business too,
Leaving us in the dark,
Not knowing what to do,
We didn't have heat,
Listening to the radio we were glued to our seat,
What you run from stays with you longer
And what you fight eventually becomes stronger
This pessimism is taking a toll on me
It's like I can't even see who I initially set out to be
So I hide what I really want to say
Why can't that be me with the looks and the charm?
Friends in vast places
Skills and a swift mind
Creativity, athleticism, and all
I sleep without rest,
Eat without fill,
Drink with no satisfaction,
I look at the world I have but do not see it as my own,
My love,
My body,
My home,
For none are mine,
Tired of sitting in the dark, a silent chord, a forgotten voice lost in the abyss of my world.
I want to create and never fade away.
I want to see a light in my chest, purpose in my step and a grin on my face.
I've been inspired
By this great desire
To surpass my oppressors
Become my dream's defender
They will come true, they must
If not my efforts will go unjust
Life is precious as a crystal door
But you vandalize it
And chastise it
Until it hits the floor.
Suicide is permanent-
Life is worth living for
Why loose what is yours
When you can keep it?
They say life is like so many things:
A box of chocolates
A climb
A rollercoaster, with ups and downs…
But I see it this way:
Life’s what you make of it.
There will be obstacles,
Sitting in the van, hood on, earphones in,
Contemplating whether to be gutsy or play it safe.
Tonight's the night we decide,
To lose or to win.
Don't listen to what anyone tries to say
You look beautiful no matter how much you weigh
But if you'd like to look better some day
Go outside, run, exercise and play
Imagine standing on greatness
The world is wild but you will find a way to tame it
Be shameless, cause it's only those that are crazy enough to believe they can change things
That end up famous
Here's to the ones that allow negativity to swell their minds
To only see the falsehoods implemented by their brain
Who don't see what is in front of them, but has believed to see within each and every positive action
A distant Utter; a mythical Stutter?
In Youth, is It serious truth?
Must be fictitious; It is never to be serious.
But Observe! Another undefined curve!
For Play or For Real? They May both Seal.
What is your passion?
Is it real? Is it edgy? Does it make other peoples’ heads spin?
Is it a little crazy? But more importantly, is it a passion to win?
What do you have to lose, following your passion?
Instead of chasing balls with friends
I was focusing on something else instead
In four months time
I would find
That dishes only what you can handle
It's rather scary for a 9 year old to go under the scalpel
And then one day, magically,
all of your motivation escapes you.
Draining
out onto the concrete. Gone.
You’re trying to sweep it up, but it just
slides through your fingers.
And there goes your motivation
The mind truly sets the human free,
appreciate everything you got experiences and life, change perception, the way you see things,
Chase, capture and conquer the meaning of your reality,
my life
is a flurry of
inhale and exhale
just trying to breathe
just trying to breathe
Hate?
Hate.
What is the definition of
Hate?
Hate:
To dislike intensely or passionately.
To feel extreme aversion for or extreme hostility toward.
To detest; is that your definition of
Hate?
Peering into Orion’s Belt, here I am,
little old me,
staring into the eternity of darkness.
Constellations and the unknown wait to be solved,
by the knowledge of our world and the skies above us.
