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Little seeds

Sun, 01/21/2018 - 12:51 -- aglambo

Dear Papa,

I wish you could see me now.

I am not the little girl that used to sit on your knee

And listen to your bee stories.

I am not the little girl that used to wonder how

Your garden grew.

Your passion and dedication to Your garden

Taught me more than you know.

 

I know the seeds you tenderly planted

Grew and grew until they blossomed and produced.

I know to get there they had to withstand

Rain, wind, sun, pests.

The little seeds fight to become strong.

The little seeds fight to develop.

 

I wish you could see me now.

I, myself, have blossomed and produced good fruit.

I have gone through many

Tears, heartbreak, betrayal, and evil in my short life.

In the midst of these I found hope in the

Joy, love, bliss, and  elation of living.

I have learned much about life

Thanks to your little seeds.

 

I wish you could see me now.

I am all grown up

And planting little seeds of my own,

Missing you every second that passes,

But still knowing you are with The Gardener

Walking in The Garden above.

I know you can see me now.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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The sweet sound of music

Times get tough...

  Sometimes times get rough...

But that don't stop the loud speakers of something universal

  Something, that get's the blood pumping and bodies shaking

Something sweet...

   Something maginificant...

                                                     Music 

  My saving grace when I'm feeling down

My guiding angel that keeps the bass booming. 

   I get stuck in a trance of music and suddenly the world don't seem so bad

The different stories being sung and told through the lyrics

   The different feelings that are portrayed through the sound

It's my best friend when I start wearing a frown. 

     The music knows my story

The music knows my pain

    But that same music brings my sunshine

My smile 

    And the glorious rain 

Through the sweet sound of Music

    I live again. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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mask

Location

masquerade.

a masquerade of sorts,

and i shall hide behind

the velvet curtain.

streaming down to cover my

light, blushed face.

vexation of no sorts,

i too begin to believe

that i belong in some type of

institution.

late a.m. lyrics call my

name like sweet words ripping me apart

at the very seams of my being.

i am as small

and as within

as you think.

but i aspire to be as loud

and as big

as the big bang.

 

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I'm Lost

Marking the spot, where I have healed.

Trauma to my skin, why can't my mind win?

It feels like I am trapped, my mind is abstract.

I can't escape this pain, It's like I'm in a chain.

You think that I am fine, but you can't hear my whine.

Can't you see I'm trying to be the person you believe,

That I am, why can't you understand?

All of this exhaust makes me feel lost.

It's like I want to speak, but I'm just too weak.

I want to disapear so you don't see my tears.

It's not because of you, it's becase I'm through.

I've lost my way, should I even stay?

Everything is dark and I can't light a spark.

I know I look ok, but it's just a play.

All of it is an act and I think my heart is cracked,

It's like I am stuck and all out of luck.

Inn a life of lies that I call a disguise.

It's like I can't see the meaning of me.

When you say those things, don't you know they sting

You think It's all a joke, but really I'm broke.

When I wake up I want to give up.

Open your eyes, recognise my cries.

I'm shooting out a flair, but no one is there.

Hold me in your arms, away from all harm.

This isn't goodbye, I don't want to die.

Things need to change, before I go insane.

All of this stress makes my life a mess.

I know I'll make it past,

I just need to ask:

Can you see me now?

Are you just asking how?

Let me just explain this feeling called pain:

It goes so deep and you  can't control your weep.

I know it's selfish if I left you all helpless.

So get me out of my life doubt.

I know I'll be fine and eventually shine.

Guide my way everything will be okay.

 

(This poem is talking about depression and is showing the thoughts of this common mental

condition. Suicide prevention is so important and every word or action can effect a person in

any way).

This poem is about: 
Our world

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Happiness

Happiness was as unattainable as the blooming of my favorite flower in winter.

Enjoying my life was far fetched.

It didn’t make sense to have hope in the future,

for me a future wasn’t realistic.

Six excruciatingly long years spent drowning in pessimism,

and relying on what little motivation I had to get me through the days that seemed to grow longer as my desperation for just one minute of contentment grew stronger.

And now I’m here,

So full of exuberance and delight.

Enthusiastic to wake up and feel the warmth of a thousand suns kiss me with their persimmon lips.

How could I live so long without this remarkable feeling?

Just the thought of being without something as simplistic yet perplexing as happiness, brings back the soul shaking memories of when sadness was terminal.

Again and again I’ve been asked: “What is one thing you couldn’t live without?”

And my response does not falter,

Happiness.

This poem is about: 
Me

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Trying to Live Life.

Sometimes I question my life, 

What's my purpose?

The middle child of three, with no support. 

Alone. 

Going to school full time.

Bills upon bills. 

I can't see above the dark sea that drowns me. 

Help me, help me

I try my hardest to make it to the next day, 

Sometimes I just sit and cry, 

I'm not ready to be grown-up. 

Bills upon bills

Help me, help me. 

A better life I need. 

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Memories

Fri, 03/20/2020 - 13:13 -- AdamsK

Everytime i see you

you put tears in my eyes

i never  knew that your feelings

for me were just lies

you never cared

i dont see why i even tried

because every time you said you loved me, you had lied

now i drown in my memories

and i bathe in the scars that you leave

everyday it gets harder to breathe

i have a mising piece in my heart

because i watched you tear me apart

I have bandages and plasters 

and break up disasters

with every "i love you" you said to me

makes another bad memory

just watching you smile

used to put a smile on my face

whikst you hugged me, i wasnt a disgrace

the sound of your voice makes me think

Is it hard to make that choice?

forget all them kisses

forget all them worries

as i put your meat into my spicy curries

All these memories make confessions 

And i make these filngs little obsessions 

the memories make me scream and cry

they make my body go cold as i slowly die

holding on is what they say

but i know if i do, im always gunns be in pain

so this is goodbye i cant love you anymore 

Its now time to shut my rusty door

i have to restart

start my love life again

I will meet you at the other end

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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Beauty

The land of the free,

What a phrase.

Who knew that things would change.

Tell me how we are meant to turn our backs,

to those who help us most.

Lose the family who sacrificed 

and then just lost it all.

You may not agree,

but you still must see.

Do not preach hate,

show the love.

Help people see,

America's True Beauty.

 

 

This poem is about: 
My country

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#5

Things hidden in the dark

Paranoia lights the spark

Thinking about something taking my heart

And tearing it apart bit by bit

And I’m left with my thoughts of what could’ve been

Yet sadness is not what in my mind

More relief than anything

Because now infinite bliss is what I will be feeling

The burdens of life no longer weigh me down

Weightless like a feather, lifeless like I had been before

Yet now I truly am gone, not just wishing

And for reasons they will be fishing

Blaming others for what had happen

Yet I left on my own accord

For the emotional pain killers I could no longer afford

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