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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,
You are what words can't describe
Your beauty makes flowers
Your voice makes music
You a rock in my world,
yet so soft like raindrop
You a river that flow in essence and softness
Eight: Extremities armed for the call of the wild; the hunter marches.
Seven: Strings fanning into the damp corners of cardboard castles.
Myths, Modern day myths,,
-why waste anytime on it, you know its just a myth,
but thinking does things as a kid was pretty lit,
-then got older then reality and magic made a rift,,
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When I realized I was growing up
There wasn’t just one instance for me
First came the responsibility
For I was given plenty
I am looking for you
My love
In every face
Is it you?
Are you the one?
I wait for you
Eagerly
I want to know
You
Look for me too
I can't show you what I've been thru, I can only show you what I look like. I can't show you what its like to be me, I can only show you what I like. I can only show you.
Charred among the ashes stirredA people left here uninterred.No beds of peace or roses here;A feast alight for blackened bird.
Dear Numbers,
You represent that which words can easily explain.
You represent something lonely and lost.
You are solitary objects that only result in a continual pattern
of more numbers to be defined.
SOME SAY THAT WE ARE UNWILLING TO
UNITE...
THAT WE AREN'T STRONG ENOUGH TO WIN THE FIGHT...
WELL I BELIEVE IF WE STAND AS ONE WE WILL BECOME ONE NATION...
I PRAY THAT WE CAN BE PROUD OF WHAT ARE KIDS WILL BECOME..
I love you I daresay,
the way you hold me,
the way your heart touches mine and beats in tandem,
a feeling that we're tied together
belong together,
I don't hurt you,
Humanity is lost and afraidAs I sit here todayI see our world enragedOur soldiers are far awayPolicemen are dying and going to their gravesI look up at the stars and I hear a voice within my heart say
In the ten years that I have lived here,
I have been judged, discriminated, and hated.
I have been crushed, hurt, and segregated.
I tried and gave the best I could,
Everyone preaches the great Red, White, and Blue.
We've been raised to.
But why do we praise Red, White, and Blue?
Why is it something we so mindlessly do?
Hands over our hearts, we pledge to one nation,
WE ARE
We are one world,
We are one people.
We are not defined by a race,
We are not defined by a religion.
We are one nation,
“You’re a strong independent woman”
Man I wish that were true
I can barely think without it being of you
We never hugged, we never kissed
But oddly enough those are the things I miss
Please don't come back for my dead body in the
Woods.
At least there my corpse would be the king of the
Flies
And my soulless body won't only be home to
Depression
and
Anxiety
and
Searching, yearning, hoping
For an answer besides war.
A war being fought
All for one.
Constant if's and possibilities unknown being done
All for one.
Lives being threatened behind the shadows
I love resolutions But not just any kind It’s not that I’m picky But there’s one in particular That induces beautiful heart palpitations And the grooviest finger spasms Don’t misunderstand I’m not a masochist Rather, I’d like to think o
One.
This world is filled, overflowing with
things, and items, and possessions, and far too many bits and pieces of lives.
In a society revolving on idealistic variety and materialistic identity,
Who is that?
The one who I see at the edge of my eye.
One who shines from the crowd.
Something is different about this person.
This someone is an enigma.
Strange that I know this person,
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
Stranded and alone
Nothing to do but look
But I do have one thing
A nice big book
Adventures galore
Oh what this book has in store
Until something new
Washes up on shore
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
She asked Him
a question
which was an interesting one
it was just that
suppose if He had not
met Her in His life
what would He have
felt missed in His life?
How much can you bear?
Why are you always on the clutches of wishes?
However you are hurt you don’t seem to learn
Whenever the mind wants to stop, you continue
Whenever the mind wants to continue, you stop
No: life isn't horrible.
No: life isn't terrible
or terrifying.
No: I cannot stand silent anymore.
Yes: I will stand up for
what I know is true
and right.
I may be only one voice.
Curtains are drawn at night,
To shield our fragile minds
From obscurities
Mute outside.
Half are opaque,
Half are translucent.
Variety feeds the filters
I’m not a poet I’m a penny flying through the air after you throw it
Off the top of a building or Into the wishing well
I’m wishing well for all my brothers and sisters across the globe
Look at me behind my mask
Look and see who I really am
If looking could be made more than a task
You’d see the mask was all a sham
I built a wall and so did you
We hid across the way
No matter what they say it cannot change the person that you are,
why do you do that, why do you let them tell you who's the star?
You're one in a million; bought with a price beyond what you can see,
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.
Indulgence is not self-expression,
Nor can we all avoid repression,
That is said and done,
The world is overrun.
Finished without.
Mirrors as walls hold back,
All tears that make us crack,
As I sink into the sandy shores,
I feel the turbulent ocean pull me in,
Retracting and extending her bountiful body,
I sit in the serenity of whimsical winds,
Born of copper intertwined,
On a hot press in 1969.
Never meant to be worth more than a cent,
Carrying a rigid core that could not be bent.
With all of the shoving, moving tossing and throwing,
You are the part of me that
was always there
but couldn't wake up until
your gentle spirit
rustled me awake.
Suddenly,
but smoothly,
Childhood last for so many years, but not very long
The mind of a child lives on for so long,
Until the age that you spawn as you no longer are considered a child by law
HOOK:
All but one that can make this complete, All but one that can solve this mystery.
VERSE:
The one piece I'm looking for it might be happiness, love, or maybe trust.
Your eyes so beautiful,
Reminding me of a warm mocha coffee on a chilly, cold day,
Your smile so radiant,
I write for you.
The one who is always on my mind,
The one who always seems so close.
I write for you.
My love, my one, my only,
My life, my drive, my soul.
I write for you.
Growing up I never saw color or hair types or differences.
I never knew that Suzy was different and not like me.
But as kids we always ran together and played together.
We would even take naps under the same tree,
i put my cap down as i arrive
temperture prospered beyond 85
its summer looking for a job
dam not having one made my momma cry
time showing the change my mind blaze with rage
For the greater good, for the information that the people need
The people that work hard to find new technolgoies,
tests, and cures
that will heal the sick -
Teacher, teacher, taught me well,
just about the opposite of 'rich-as-hell'.
Teacher, teacher, is what I want to be,
my dream job, my soon-to-be.
Teacher, teacher, with lesson plans,
A beautiful house sits on a hill
One that was built from scratch
I watched as the owner designed it;
If you could ask for one thing, what would it be?
That was the question asked.
Well, I'd pull out my magic lamp and call upon my genie,
There are two worlds in the World that God created.
One is that people that can hear and hurt
and the other is people that can't hear
My Number one dream Job would be to connect these to world.
Days,
Weeks,
Months,
They pass.
And I wait.
I wait on you.
I wait on a FaceTime,
A call,
Some word.
But you don't call.
You don't FaceTime,
You send no word.
Disguises for hypocrisy.
Blinded by democracy.
Honestly, do We know why
We go to war and children die?
Contradicting insanity -
Thou shalt not kill, all of humanity.
I am the strange man.
The man that is a boy.
The boy that is a man.
I play words as a decoy, I refuse to write and wrong
with the same hands.
So I try to write as well as I can.
One person - that is All I am -
The Water welcomes me in
But I refuse to be Pulled under
Refuse - to be thought of as nothing
I may be One person -
I will go above the expectations - set for me
One-
It seems so small,
tiny,
miniscule
But one can mean tremendous things
One person can do so much.
One person can become the voice of a generation
I measure every Canvas -with introspected eyes-
I wonder if it will fit- my beautiful Disguise.
I wonder if Some see the beauty-or just what it’s worth-
Could one let a whole lifetime pass,
without feeling like they've walked on broken glass?
Could one look into rain out of window,
and say they've never felt a drop of sorrow?
My heart is beating
to the rhythm of your breathing
Boom, boom, boom
I grip your hand
tightly
holding to your warmth
People are hated, harrased, and killed for things they could never change.
Things like sking color, eye size, place of birth, and sexuality.
Nobody chooses what they look like and how the world percieves 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
Walking down the street
Its more than a dream
Its the reality that makes my soul want to jump out of me
What I see is a frightening sight
All different faces but no difference inside
I reflect. I dream. I speak. I desire.
How does it even compare? A broken heart? A summer's day? They are all the same.
We wander. We drift. We run. We crave.
It hurts, that you judge
But you’ll never know
I keep it inside
Buried below
All my pain,
And my pride,
It's cold tonight,
Here in this soundless, white-canvased neighborhood.
Tiny scratch marks are to be found barely notched into the surface of the snow.
A shiver passes over us,
I just want to be one. One of many, one of the same, one of everything. To not be shunned out like the rest but to be my self as well. Which is it, which is it would I chose given the choice.
Day one: fall.
Orange leaves that crumple under shoes
Crazy loud thunderstorms.
Is it hot out or is it cold?
The ever-falling leaves, like sand in an hour glass
My days falling to the ground.
Another day stuck in dismay
Rain clouds follow me everywhere
Just another bad day they say
I know they don't even care
I have a cat,
and then I had three,
four,
five.
Alonelyness.
Feeling the world caving in,
the door to a better life closing day by day.
Alonleyness.
You saw me there yelling for help
You didn't care
You saw the pain
You could have helped me up
You knocked me down instead
You kept hurting me
You didn't care
One day you will realize how much you hurt us physically and mentally
One day you will see the pain in our faces
One day you will noticed how many lives you ruined
I wake up, 5 am as usual
I get ready for the torture ahead
I arrive at school
I walk down the hall to my first class
I sit down
"GROSS!"
Ridiculed, the punch-line to every joke.
Do not tell me what to do,
I am not a part of you.
Don't you know it hurts?
The scars gather as well as the tears.
Deeper they dig into my skin.
Fears.
Feeling lost and so alone
No one to turn to
Somedays you just gotta hold your own
Empty heart and broken dreams
No one to turn to
All alone and ripping at the seams
Beaten down and can't get up
Though very different
God made us One.
Gay, Gender confused, Bi
We are One.
Together we can protect
Our brothers and sisters
For we are One
and for One we stand.
'A kiss is a speial touch of feeling on your lips of another. When these two lips touch, magic happens and your lips start to tingle.
My inspiration
No valid reason
Just a person
Only one
He changed me
My ways of life
For the better
I couldn't fight
I wouldn't fight
Just caught flight
Continued to soar
In the realm of gods and men
Man shall prosper, god will end
Broken mind, strong will is bent
Soul is freed, body now spent
So stand and pretend
And embrace as if friends.
No one here
No one there
No one anywhere
Shame has shown
Make it known
It starts at home
Fear came in
Life begins
We start again
No one here
No one there
No one anywhere
