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addiction, books, family, freedom, god, grief, paris,
Toward the end of a book,
we tend to speed up,
in anticipation of the climatic finish.
was the part we savored,
on the perfect path
to the right...
absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allegory, america, angel, angst, animal, anniversary, april, art, august, autumn, baby, baptism, baseball, basketball, beach, beautiful, beauty, bereavement, best friend, betrayal, bible, bird, birth, birthday, black african american, body, books, boyfriend, car, celebration, childhood, children, city, class, computer, conflict, dad, emotions,
My knees were the things that
kept me up and my skin is my
cutting board my eyes are the
rain clouds to the fire running
down my arms and my heart is
the fire place that keeps me
burning so calm
absence, abuse, addiction, allah, allegory, angel, anger, angst, april, art, august, baseball, basketball, best friend, birthday, books, cousin, culture, dad, death, depression, desire, dream, drink, education, emo, eulogy, faith,
They say the sun shines on the skin of a goddess her hair dark filled with flowers and her skin of silk,
When you see her don't let her go she will treat u like a god and run her silk hands against the ruffness of your skin she will show u the right way to enlightenment her eyes golden brown so deep you can get lost she can see right through you and know the depth of your soul she will speak words so smooth softer then the wind
Skin so smooth the sun follows her every move.
books, emotions, grief, life, philosophy,
No light shines when is always dark
No smile from end to start
No hope to be gently touched
From inside this hopeless heart
Fingers on the white bland walls
Washing away all the tears that do fall
Life is a map with no point or compass
Driving blind, the suffering is to be unkind
You painted me with so much color
Your eyes are dead yet you have the vision
Of passion, of love, of vivre free from a mindless prison
Tiss I who can not feel, such an imposition
Blindness has many shades of grey
I wear umbrellas
Wishing for a brighter day
Sadly the blindness is here to stay
bereavement, books, funny, , literature,
was said to be the pickings
of literature in the nineteenth century,
but I couldn't make it pass page three!
books, death, desire, education,
Cried loud all "innovate or perish" all around the World
Why not the education which gives the greatest mould
Primary , Secondary and Tertiary are the steps to consume our life
This system is age old not have any logic with the time rife
Mature are the minds today before their age
Then why You Educationist let their brain waste over page
Think twice and RETHINK, REKINDLE the Hope
Education is stepping stone not a joke
Let the death-knell takes its toll on the past
Rest assured, Children will fly high without a mast
So restructure, redesign redefine the system
That makes the life , CARPE DIEM!!!
books, color, death, desire, family, fishing, i love you,
I love you now more than ever ,
For you mean the world to me ,
I love everything about you ,
I'll search around the world for thee .
Your smile is so inviting ,
Your kisses are so divine ,
I want to hold you in my arms ,
And bring you safely home .
Whenever I am near you ,
I shake like a willow tree ,
The stars above shine brighter ,
Cause you belong to me.
The Ocean's wave in unison ,
They want to drag you in ,
But I am here to save you ,
" True Love' is from within.
I'm waiting by the window ,
Letting the sun shine in ,
Will you be there for me my dear ,
Together and without sin .
absence, adventure, betrayal, body, books, change, character, conflict, confusion, courage, creation, culture, dark, death, dream, evil, farewell, freedom, history, imagination, inspiration, life, magic, mirror, murder, mystery, mythology, philosophy, poetry, self, senses, sin, society, symbolism, travel, visionary, wisdom,
hello my friend, stranger walk by,
borrow a moment, spare me your lie,
through pen of the narrow and mist of an eye,
below absolute zero, someone will die;
sentence to rambler, apple hereby,
flute of the meadow, mandrake will cry,
in front of the riddler second might try,
get out of here mortal,
exit near by-e.
angry as he strike out his pen,
get out of here demon, get out of this den,
in thousands of years how long has it been,
when scriptures wear sandals;
on meadow you land, many bear seasons,
stakes shall bend, lantern still burning,
your letter is send.
absence, abuse, addiction, angst, art, beautiful, beauty, blue, body, books, change, courage, creation, depression, future, grief, hope, people, strength, student, sweet, teen, teenage, time, wisdom, words, world,
It wasn't quick
but it seemed to happen so.
The indecisive thoughts soon became quite clear,
but not exactly as crystal would be.
It's easy to see
why it could be frowned upon;
many have ended hurt,
and even put to eternal rest.
However, she was undaunted;
she knew her misconceptions could only be
A swift turn and a venturesome soul
shaped her into a beautiful love song,
a hysterical vision of black and blue.
Throughout the tough goings
and a shattered lullaby or two,
she settled, though erratic,
into a breathtaking work of art
made of misfortunes and lust.
"Change has come and left,
but it shall never be truly gone,"
She cried in her lucid dreams
of the present.
appreciation, books, death of a friend, dedication, poetry, soldier, suicide,
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Dear me, Mr. Holmes!
Whatever happened to you?
Deserting your friends
and taking your life
You've caused quite a mess
and made lots of strife
Oh, your dear friend John
Whatever happened to him?
he appears quite grim
So think very hard
before you return
Not all can handle
that degree of burn
Dear me, Mr. Holmes!
Does my name ring a bell?
The day you faked your death..
I faked mine as well
books, clothes, death, growth, world,
Made In India
To live and die in a world of a teacher
And the taught was his solitary wish.
Plundered every treasury in all his books
Lavishly enriching his soul forever thirsty.
An aeronautical engineer
Lost being a pilot
Voted as President
To rule over every pilot.
Son of a boatman distributing newspapers
Simple living with half a dozen clothing
In the looming closets
Of his erstwhile Presidential chair.
Sleep slept over to follow his dream
To make India a super world power
The Missile Man shot far above the clouds
The world saluted Kalam who was Made In India.
September 9, 2015
Contest: Storm On The Spanish Main
anxiety, books, conflict, grief, voyage, youth,
The waves crash as I cry,
for I am lost,
it is lost,
it is all lost,
family, friends, love, my laughter.
I have but a boat and a beast.
books, cancer, death of a friend, poetry, writing,
he came unexpectedly
tendered his book
then sat waiting
for our offering
stayed for poetry
meshed with the band
like a soft, quiet rain
on a warm summer evening
vacated his spot
with no fanfare
but in our anthology, a legacy
a song of love to Catherine
You Are My World
a collection of Haiku
and in his book
a touch of peace for a moment
absence, anger, birth, books, dark, death, depression, desire,
Feel my skin and find a restlessness
Cut the rope and let me go
Failed again it shows pure benevolence
Show a sincerity sit and bestow
Broken promises and slaughtered dreams
Take my advice and stay away
Brew the lessons I've seen in harsh extremes
Began sweating again but it's a cold day
Can't see if my ears continue to bleed
I see too many good friends
Just like a starving child I need to feed
Rebirth is horrid and it transcends
Living off of plants but not much I can do
Lay back and let my tears glisten
They broil with heinous hatreds black stew
Fill the room with the devils ricin
assonance, books, boy, grandchild, grief, lost, ocean,
Of what you know to be beautiful,
never becomes a real thought,
of how you seek it out,
the lessoning of everything combined,
sanctimony as tree's can do when they listen to one another,
serious mistaken identities are just like the reason you came here was to die completely.
appreciation, art, beauty, books, deep, goodbye, grief,
I was probably written in another language
So I rewrote myself in every possible way
You still couldn't quite grasp the meaning
You tossed me on the ground
Bending my beautiful pages
Hurting my delicate spine
books, change, city, conflict, cool, creation, culture, death, devotion, health, lust, magic, math,
designated dilapidated winner,
hit heads in every manner,
don't do it to be a plainer,
just get it inside where there are more...
12th grade, absence, america, bible, books, caregiving, confidence, courage, environment, eulogy, family, growing up, halloween, happiness, natural disasters, people, society,
I'm a little paranoid
Just like an Android
That's about to get hit by an astroid
I woke up dead
There's a snake in my bed
Beads of sweat dripping off my forehead
Time stands still When you feelin ill
I think I'll take one more pill
Crush it up and try not to spill
Keepin it real you know the deal
I knocked on my friends door
He said nope no more
I passed out and hit the floor
I'm shocked and Disturbed
It was the Craziest thing I ever heard
I ordered some drugs online
They arrived right on time
I couldn't believe they were all mine
I Locked myself in the bathroom
Around noon and then boom
I hear a knock It's the cops
My heart stops
I'm looking at 15 years tops
anxiety, death, heaven, life,
A Books Final Chapter
Written: by Tom Wright
I’m like mown hay, dry, and awaiting the baler;
Summer’s luminous whisper is long past,
And aspirations no longer linger on my horizon.
Since surviving the “Widow Maker,”
In thought, I now retreat to a yesterday,
When days were filled with new car smell,
Everything tasted like soft ice cream,
And occasionally, I believed a flecking of brilliance,
Would ooze from my mouth;
Today finds me quietly anticipating,
And patiently awaiting, my final confrontation in life;
The twilight of life precedes the closing of one door,
But also the opening of another;
R. e. taylor
books, death, heaven, journey, words,
An Afterlife Of Books
When my life finally ends
I do not wish to go to Heaven
Nor do I wish to go to Hell
Find a way to take my soul
Into a library with a million books
Please leave me there for my eternity
Do not mourn for me for I am happy
Surrounded by so many stories
I’ll have plenty to do in my forever
But, believe me between all of the words
No matter what I read or how I feel
I will always think of my love for you
That will be my real eternity
addiction, age, angst, anxiety, bereavement, books, chocolate,
At a pinch I could live without chocolate,
And I could just about cope without a cup of coffee,
Or the loss of internet,
But the absence of anything worth reading,
And no pen and paper available to keep my creative juices flowing,
Would really start to bite.