poetryI love explaining life, emotions, stories in such a vivid way in which can broaden one's mind!
i love poetry and that's all i have to say about that
Stupidity isn't BlissA truth in feigned eyes,Stupidity isn't Bliss
A give and take for some.
But to those who are the victimized,
Its a dirty mocking hoodlum.
Stupidity isn't bliss, yet fr those who disagree Have found themselves the brunt of all the joking glee What are plans? What are schemes, when only viewed as distant dreams?
The act of inteligence is rare, looked down on here and there.
You walk the intercepting line with pride and truthful gain. Then fall into the mockery, for to them its just a game.
Yet who are they to endure after the class room's time doth end?
For in the real world full of men of gr
to the wind i explainsoftly sofly, it hums it's melody like a child's first cry it sounds out life it whistles through the beauty and debree it plays it's chord for you and me thick as wood yet sharp like a knife it moves the water stirs up inside invisible that it is though you see through it's glide it whirls and sings, shouts and stings can you see it, can you feel it? can you smell it, can you taste it? It brought new things and life it still brings her footsteps are shadows above the lurky earth soft enough to brush the child's hairto the wind i explain
strong enough to bring the mountains air &
When Heaven WeepsAll those days long ago when we thought we knew all That was the hour in which I saw you fall The times came crashing down The air was sucked away from me death came like a theif in the night Life simply stopped and you couldn't fight I felt as if I had fallen beside you when I heard the news I just couldn't beleive. Your loss I just chose to refuse The nightmares haunted me with sweet memories of you There was nothing I could say or do to stop from thinking about me and you O remember the time I played on your feet as you danced around the room? Or the hour we found a mouse anWhen Heaven Weeps
The Looking GlassWhy in this world did you feel far away? From Laugher to anguish, you heart it did sway You had talent and grace, but you hid your true face! Did you not see there were people who cared? Did you not see there was no need to be scared? As i look in the mirror, i see pain on your face as i look in the mirror death you embrace Why bow down to the hate, to the lies, to the pain? Why, oh why if love you'll not gain? I see my reflection of your sad complexion You're beautiful and strong, able to go long! So why don't you see it, why don't you look! Why hide your feelings in theThe Looking Glass
I, failureHow it occurs, it seemsI, failure
Life is a cruel companion to depend upon Full of endurance trials Trials of patience and heart
And it is so, that the beautiful choose duty While the beasts choose themselves Beasts like me
To understand, is to grow in perspective To make greater the expanse of your wisdom It is this A failure of mine
But I love her
How long will she hold, until she believes it is the end? I know not an outcome I pray otherwise I pray for myself The coward I am
But I try
I wi
.san.francisco.my life has been spent within beige birdcages (behind such heavy doors)--.san.francisco.
my window always facing painted bricks and wag ing fingers
--this City though full of walls and crawling with "poverty" is adorned with the colors of freedom and the smell of history
i am suddenly not the oddity but part of a human patchwork
Hitting the groundPulsing, pulsing heart and chest Running, running, never rest Searching, searching, not to find Being, being numb and blindHitting the ground
Reaching, reaching, cannot keep Cutting, cutting wounds so deep Breaking, breaking, just don’t care Playing, playing games not fair
Crushing, crushing mind like ice Losing, losing control twice Shooting, shooting memories Bleeding, bleeding, noone sees
Getting, getting back my wings Taking, taking all these things Knowing, knowing who I am Blasting, blasting, bury them
Flying, flying in my drea
Artistic
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Without pain and suffering, there would be no compassion.
So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. 2 Corinthians 3:18
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"Take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut. Take a flying fuck at the moon."
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On your way to perfection you've lost yourself at the corner!
I rock. You don't!
i really like your work!
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Life is what you live...
Love is what you feel...
Relationships are just what you have to deal with...
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On your way to perfection you've lost yourself at the corner!
I rock. You don't!
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