LiveYourLife
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Keeping it going is what they say, knowing the place.
That I am raised...growing and growing every day.
Who would have thought that your city would show no love?
The people that I grew up
Life is too short to be stressed, be happy and worry free!
Look ahead for what lies next, lose yourself and just be.
Careful don't get caught up in a mess pause and breathe.
A bright future ahead, believe! you will see.
Dreams of cold skin and release
Gentle thoughts seem to bring peace
To be free of chains binding to this place
To swim freely through reality, time, and space
Never needing my next breath
I’m not gone lie
nights are a little lonely when you’re not there
No laughter
No exchange of I love you
No call
SHAUNSTERKID
YALL CAN SAY WHAT YOU WANT IM STUCK IN
MY WAYS I LOVE SIXNINE AND JUICE WRLD THERE
GOOD RAPPERS I DONT THINK HE KILLED THOSE RAPPERS
IM SORRY SIXNINE EVEN THOUGH YOU SNITCHED YOUR
life is a beautiful gift
it is just like a lift
life is given one time
so enjoy it every second
because it will be long gone
in to unreturning done
it is like a game
which has been played
a twig of emotions snapping,
seagulls bleedding and flapping,
hunters and the animals they´re trapping,
the bear hibernating and napping,
Life is life,
Life is a shoe box,
Life is pretty,
Walking with the crowd, alone and down,That's what happens when you are not able to be found. Emptiness resides inside, silence becomes vibrant,sometimes I become a clown, or just get drowned,And happiness is nowhere to be found. Smiles resist e
wait a sec! Let's go back to then
Oh! I see, what did you see then?
Worthless meaning now means a lot
What do you tend to achieve?
Who do you plot to Deceive?
Every memories we share are going DOWN
wait a sec! Let's go back to then
Oh! I see, what did you see then?
Worthless meaning now means a lot
What do you tend to achieve?
Who do you plot to Deceive?
Every memories we share are going DOWN
wait a sec! Let's go back to then
Oh! I see, what did you see then?
Worthless meaning now means a lot
What do you tend to achieve?
Who do you plot to Deceive?
Every memories we share are going DOWN
I always thought that life wasn’t as precious as it actually is.
So as I tried to lose this precious life, I hit rock bottom,
And I thought that it would be better for me and everyone until now.
Everybody is equal
No one is differnent
Due to color or race
We treat people equal
Love is Love
We smile when we see it
We all love, it is a guarantee
But it is up to you to believe
They said, "Make your passion, your profession."
Live it up and make it your possesion
Hold onto it and bring inspiration
It will also serve as your vocation
Allowing. Lifting. Holding. Nurturing. Being. Weeping. Forgiving. Love can hurt. But it can also heal. Love knows how to say sorry. And knows exactly how to feel. No questions, no doubts. No controls in sight. Love is the answer.
All is good.
All is great.
The life of anybody, afterall, is not exactly easy to anticipate
lying on my lounge, i think of my troubles.
how they once touched me, making me sad.
but;
things that fall;
joy
ambition
people
opportunities
prides
petals
teardrops
raindrops
eyelids
shadows
time
the sun and the moon,
tides
stars.
I wouldn't be alive to ink the words
The words that may wrench your heart
And you wouldn't be reading with this solace
If I haven't poured these words this soft
Life is kind of like a burning candle.
You let it burn and get to enjoy every single bit,
You get to see what the flame can take.
And you get to see when it will quit.
There isn't fault in our stars or fault in your self there was a problem with me and my self M Yasir.
I enjoy reading poems,
They beget a sense of serenity.
They put a heart alarmed at ease,
Wrap in a fabric of peace and tranquillity.
Read the poems aloud,
Savour your breath.
Life
Life is facing the day through good and bad, life is facing your fears, how? Look fear in the eye and say “SCREW YOU!” life is hard, life is complicated, life is weird,life is hell.
The road to climb may start broad
But gets narrower to the top
A lot of times you get so high
The position pricks you cause it's thinner
And the weight ain't changed either
But time heals and you get tougher
To live truly is to seek the greatest good for not only yourself, but also for others.
To live backwards is to seek the greatest good for yourself, and evil for others.
Time can never be bad,
It's the same hours for everyone
Even for that kid
And for me
His eyes found that happiness where there was none
And
Mind found none where there was much.
It was something I can never forget,
Not even in my dreams.
Such a small kid he was
But what he taught was not that small.
I was wondering in search of happiness and satisfaction
Do I've to pretend
To be what am not
Just because the world
Wanted me to?
I say NO!
I'm not raised to be pushover
No longer the baby girl
Y'all once knew
The one standing before you
Can we stop this pattern of self hate? It’s going around far too much amongst us all I must admit I am a contender in self hatred This inner disgust when I look at myself, Valuing the superficial over my health,
Be aware before falling in love
Fore it always brings sores
Later which turn into storms
with all the love comes a curse
With a prize
No matter how hard you try
You may never rise again!
It makes you cry
It makes you try
It makes its self longer
It makes you stronger
It makes you jump
4 miles away
I felt the oxygen leave your lungs
I heard you beg for oxygen while you laid on the cracked pavement
One shot was all it took for them to shatter my mentality
It all started when things were "No longer at ease", for Chinua Achebe,
He has to take it because it was like " Things Fall Apart".
Catch 22I rather be mute, than misinterpreted Because I take pride in understanding. But the less I say gives off more of a-misunderstanding.
I am here, I am here, but where is here?
I remember a blue blurr cutting infront of my sights.
A phantom perhaps or is it me losing my mind.
I panic as I attempt to reverse time.
Time stops, and so does my life.
Let me write these thought down out of my head
Since speaking isn't easy
But writing out these emotions
Let me make instrumental
Click
Nothing sounds right
So it's not good enough
What Shall I say about their senses,
What Shall I speak about their Tenses,
They're all above the God judgements,
May be they are Gods of Themselves.
Being Gay,
I was never actually happy,
I was locked inside a cramped closet.
Being Gay,
I was manhandled by my father,
I was being belittled.
Being Gay,
I couldn't be myself,
Right now I am staring down
Barreling down
Hurtling towards
The same story and the same mistakes I have made for the past four years
I know how it ends but I don't know
Like a casual walk in the park
I still feel I have places to go
Things to do
And people to see, but can they see me
Am I really ready to be visible?
I think that if you let me,
I'd treat you like the sky,
I'd scrap book all of your insecurities
and collage all your flaws.
Life is simple
Life is hard
Life is brilliant
Life is dark
We always experience the brightness first
Life is simple
Life is hard
Life is brilliant
Life is dark
We always experience the brightness first
It's time to make your decision
nevermind those googly dull eyes
eyes front
tick-tock-tick-tick-drip
is it suppose to rain today?
Focus.
Sweaty palms, your heart beats the Tommy Gun,
Moving forward
Moving towards something that seems to be nothing
but that’s all what life’s is really about
dont stop moving
keep at it
shine as you go about it
Grow
flow
Before my mother came to this country,
before my father chose drugs over his family,
I was here.
Before I was given a name,
Before I touched this earth,
I was here.
The experiences I been through,
It hits you like a train,
Unexpected as a pain,
Never in you life
Had you imagined such a strife.
But the hour has come.
It's time to move on.
What life has brought
Is nothing but a lot,
I’m a good person, with a bad past
Happiness could never last
Coming from a broken home with broken dreams
I never went through life with ease
I thought love was a scary thing
Chapter 1
I put on a pair of brand new sneakers,
meticulously tying the laces.
They’re plain white, and they feel light as air.
Bone Weary
So dreary
Just so you know
I
Try
It overcomes me, overwhelms me,
all this overthinking
Not today though
Today I rise above it, I soar, I find the strength
To put
No one warned me about the struggles of life
Life doesn't get harder, it just shows its true self once we get to know it
What's something that so many cherish and adore?
I am scared
But I will push through
I fall
As they say I can't possible go far
I am scared
But I will fight through
I am battered, torn and bruised
They laugh as I crawl
Goodbye brokenness you no longer live in my heart anymore.
You have lead me to make some irrational choices and to have people in my corner who want to hurt me.
When you looked at me,
I knew we were meant to be.
You warmed my happy heart,
My young soul believed we would never part.
When we laughed at each other,
I think too many people fear falling in love.Thinking What if I fall too fastor too farand I land harder than I ever wanted to?What if,instead of breaking my leg,I shatter my heart?
I have always been afraid of aging
This fear often has left me raging
Funerals have always left me scared
They left me with the burden to bare
I want to
bathe in your beauty
I want The Skelton key
to your Soul
I want to open every window
and Unlock every door
Just to Feel the burn of your fire
While I Crawl over every coal
True love is neither
an anchor⚓️or a sail⛵️
it’s the subtle but strong
combination of both
It can sense when you need to be slowed down,
so you can enjoy everything that is already around you.
Slow down...
Take it one day,
One day at a time.
Things will work out,
Things will be will be fine.
And just when they look their worst,
Remember...
Life has no blueprint,
If you listen closely,
You can hear the sound of the paper...
slowly evaporating into the night.
Loosing it’s battle
with the cherry on your cigarette.
You take a long,
steady drag.
If you listen closely,
You can hear the sound of the paper...
slowly evaporating into the night.
Loosing it’s battle
with the cherry on your cigarette.
You take a long,
steady drag.
When life gives me lemons,
I squeeze them ‘til they’re dry.
I do it fast because they die.
I have a bucket of decay, And I pretend it’s okay,
That lemons always die, And I squeeze them ‘til they’re dry
So many things I be want to slur
So many thoughts I want to want to ask as time dies
I keep it to myself, that is the best way to protect those around
If I said everything that came to mind id be shipped off to a island,
Lie and cheat, unworthy soul
Live and laugh this worldly world
Weighted heart determines toll
Will gates open or my life hurled
Broken Harts
Nineteen year old mother,
Father and mother don’t love each other?
Father not around,
Mother crying on the ground.
Depression
Something that poems usually are centered around, grab your heart strings and strangle tears until you are dry with sorrow
From one of thirty six,
to forty six thousand six hundred fifty six.
Snake eyes in three,
nearly impossible to see.
Not all is controlled by some self,
Life is full of numbers,
There's much to do,
with little time.
There's much to change,
Where do I stand?
What can I do?
What should I do?
Maybe something,
Maybe anything.
Days are passing,
Life isn't easy,
It knocks you down.
Life isn't happy,
It makes you frown.
But life can be great,
If you make it yours.
Life can be amazing,
With what it has in store.
See me...
That's all I ask,
Not for what I have but for who I am.
See me as a person, Not as a product,
I am not some thing, I am someone.
A woman to be precise,
But is it me who can see or is it me who is blind?
For I see better what is unseen than that which is seen.
Is it me who is without feeling?
Numb to objectivity and awaken to subjectivity.
Did you know that you can be who you want?
You can do what you want?
Why are we, as humans, afraid of being free?
We are afraid of the truth.
Of rejection.
Under my shirt is my skin
under my skin is my heart
under my heart, boiling water
an ocean above flames.
The fuel, words
a combination they call poetry
metaphors and similes
Don't tell me how to think , cause i already think for myself
Don't teach me how to act , i will act however i please.
Don't show me how to live , because i want to live not survive
What’s the meaning of life Does anyone truly knowIs it all about finding someone Or exploring it on your own
The world strikes me with many obstacles,
Many obstacles as time passes throughout the day.
Looking towards the sun, I didn’t realize how much time
Days of confident smiles even with barely any teeth
Days of continuous TV
Days of no worries
Days of playing outside for hours
Days of confidence to do anything
Life's true teacher hides in front of our eyes,
As my own realization came as a surprise.
Through words I learned how to express,
And words of poetry no less.
We all get tired. We get sick. We all want to give up. We all want to quit sometimes. But that was never in God’s plan for us. As a young child life seemed so simple. I always thought this was the life. It couldn’t get any harder than this.
Love.
A life without
Others affection is a curse,
Real family helps you sprout
No feelings for meaningless merch.
Expression.
Life. Humaitys everyday tornado.
Filled with abstract concepts and profundites
that hold no bounds in interpretation.
Dimensions of space, the origin of life,
The base and purpose of time .
The flock finds nothing to worry about.
For with the cold sun,
It shall fly south.
The lion wrinkles not
Despite its kindred loss.
What has been taught by poetry?
I have learned much about the person called me.
I have learned how to express myself creatively.
I have learned how to set my thoughts free
Based off my understanding ,
Poetry can reveal, come through pain ,can politely hide, or it can simply amplify anything and anyone.
Life, what is life? a cage, war, freedom or a peaceful place? It's how you take things in. A cup of glass is filled up, Over time it starts to get dirty, you can choose to change it or keep it the way it is.
So worried about what others see
never allowing yourself to truly be free
focused on the expectations of humanity
Life is unpredictable.
At times, we'll be amazing.
At times, we'll be on top of the world.
At times, everything will go as planned.
But, at times darkness fills our lives.
Challenging our sanity,
I'm not the man behind the curtain,
but the Turtle behind the Shell.
How can I stop from being trampled on
when I can't even stand up for myself?
It's hard to stand on solid ground
You go out there and you fly
You're tired of people making you feel small.
youre tired of feeling like you'll never amount to anything.
But let me tell you, one day you WILL fly.
Woe is me, woe is me.
I've stumbled upon a light.
A light that shines bright.
A light that no one else can see.
A light that cativated me on site.
Woe is me, woe is me.
This light has seen black.
Nothing is safe,
Tick tock,
Not even your life,
Tick tock,
It will take it all,
Tick tock,
No matter how small,
Tick tock,
You won't even know,
Tick tock,
When it will go,
It was the chance of a lifetimeTo explore a far away worldFilled with endless possibilities
In the freezing cold winter day,
There's limited time for us to play.
Today's the day, we win our cup,
We'll scream and shout, and raise it up.
We are free to play and free to skate.
To wait a second is a crime
For in the big scheme of things
Seconds add up to make a lifetime
So don’t be convicted of wasting a day
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?
(While we're talking, envious time is fleeing: pluck the day, put no trust in the future)
Live life to the fullest.
We were born to die,
