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Love is beautiful when is mutual.
I am content because my heartbeat
rhymes with yours.
As the sun begins to wane I
Watch distance growing between
me and you.
This is all very scary to live through
Covid is causing so many bad things
Catching the virus is easy to do
What horrible sickness Covid can bring
This is all very scary to live through
Covid is causing so many bad things
Catching the virus is easy to do
What horrible sickness Covid can bring
This is all very scary to live through
Covid is causing so many bad things
Catching the virus is easy to do
What horrible sickness Covid can bring
This is all very scary to live through
Covid is causing so many bad things
Catching the virus is easy to do
What horrible sickness Covid can bring
This is all very scary to live through
Covid is causing so many bad things
Catching the virus is easy to do
What horrible sickness Covid can bring
This is all very scary to live through
Covid is causing so many bad things
Catching the virus is easy to do
What horrible sickness Covid can bring
The one to nurture and give love
The one to hold you when times are tough
The one who's supposed to be there no matter what
But where were you?
I gazed upon the darkest sky and then I saw --
The stars. They flash like fiery embers through and through --
To east, to west. They're everywhere. To north to south
Like precious jewel there, so distinct and rare.
As I lay to sleep it's as if I see my future,
I'm sitting in a masion, with 2 kids, and
a husband. It's s if im really here, and this
is really my life I run multi-billionare
business, and I can finally say,
Little bird outside my window
How are you not beat?
You stand on but the weakest branch
Yet sing a melody so sweet.
I forgot I am a girl,
Every action of mine is noticed,
Every step I take is decided by others.
I forgot I am a girl
Oh America the great ,
I hope it is not too late
To say this to you
Please don't sue
but I've come to sate
We need you oh America the Great
For our greatness is overshadowing our humanity.
The world is melting
The air is thin
The streets are filled with bloodshed
Animals are crying
Plants are dying
The world will never be safe again
People seek hearts
People seek comfort
Innocent
Small
Helpless
Innocent
Small
Helpless
Innocent
Small
Not-so-helpless
I remember like it was just yesterday I was a little girl,In the sunshine, running up and down ,Turning mud into walls,Skipping and falling,Laughing,Crying,All I did was play,
I don't know if this shadow really belongs to me anymore
I mean, this use to belong to a confident girl who was sure
with every step she took, it took her one step closer to her desires
Why did you leave?
I just want some answers please.You left me that day with nothing to say
and you expect me to move on like nothing went on ..
Tell me again, your sweet sinister liesCross your heart and hope to die.Tell me again how she was only a friend,Only one kiss that's the end.Tell me again why you sneak out at night
Percs and molly in my casket so I can roll in heavenGet a bad bitch up out of Magic, need a ho in heavenI need me a TEC and I need me a stick, have a shootout with the devil
Percs and molly in my casket so I can roll in heavenGet a bad bitch up out of Magic, need a ho in heavenI need me a TEC and I need me a stick, have a shootout with the devil
I'm an open book,
one you cant figure out.
Read between the lines,
then will you see what I'm about.
It's funny how you guessed it,
but still lost the deeper message.
I'm the me
developping my thoughts
in an abstract way
is how i really feel.
it's not just happy or sad
or angry or tired,
it's like a symphony of violins
or waves slapping the shore
I walk my path straight,
I do no falter or deviate.
My eyes are fixed on my horizon,
My eyes are fixed on my state.
Close mindedness struck me a deadend,
For my way never turned and never did bend,
PoemsProducePersonalPower
By:VeeN
Poems give us space
Opportunity to
Feel impowered
And
Gives us strength
And
Feel at peace with ourselves
Being sound asleep was blissful,
Ignorance prolonged my dreams,
My patriotism was my pajamas,
Engraved in every seam.
The idea of my struggle coming to an end 30 years before I was born..
I grab my covers in a fist
my fingers devouring the softness
I sink more into the bed feeling so restless
I dont want to leave my bed, this is a mess
I think about school
There are so many meanings of poetry
Your definition can not be same as mine
It means telling a story
Because everyone has a story to tell
It means imagination
My first start, with the art of poetry,
was the furthest thing from stark, a small weakling,
never inspired, always the same
although i desired, to be a big name,
from the depths i would rise, and overcome,
Hate never silenced her wordsAnd compliments never brought about changeAll she ever did was binge and purgeBut her mind remained tainted and strange
If we actually lost our times,
Lost memories, faded pixels on glossy paper,
Shattered glass on the floor,
the love of time grasped me and fell to its death,
I need
I need
I need
I NEED
I need a mirror
Not to stare at myself and drool over my supposedly good looks
Which is false
Or to use to better my looks for no one to see
All I need is success, this means I want to succeed. In whatever I do, I want to make sure I can make a difference. I would say all I need is poetry but I’m pretty sure you knew that already.
I wish I could say that all I need in life is a simple song
But you're my only melody
Tea at twelve AM and a car ride
dignify you and the city lights beaming past the glass window
Would it be corny if i started with a Beatles quote?
“All You Need Is Love” fills me with so much hope
Because I’ve never been truly in love
So this idea sounds like a gift from up above
I’d take only a bookThe one with all my memoriesWith only one lookYou could see all of my miseries
Happiness and sadnessI’ve been through it allIt’s almost a madnessI was always so small
Among the palm fronds and the trees
The sand wet with the salt water, both that lapping at the island
And that streaming from my eyes
Muscles, weak with exhaustion, falter
she's always my go to in times of need. better than tv or a good book to read. she'll keep me company when I'm happy or sad. oh how much I need my sweet friend Sydney
I fell from the heights,
I drew to the land,
To the desert of Frost’s past making,
(so cold, so dark, so lonely)
Closer Closer Closer,
Is it just me, or has life kinda lost its sense of euphoria? Like its become mundane in a way? I mean ,like, it's a beautiful day
There is an ocean before me,
Waves dancing and touching,
As if they were old lovers,
Their romance grand.
The breezes are soft,
And they kiss my skin,
Then leave me once more,
All I need is the wind in my hair,
Sun on my face,
Sand on my feet.
The worries of life,
Of love,
Of loss,
Fading far behind me.
All I need is a book in my hands,
Piano Girl
Hitting the keys with the power my fingertips
My mind spins
The sound flutters my heart
A piano
60 Minutes Left
Woah, that little girl has got power in her lungs, go you.
52 Minutes Left
Inhale -- Cold, crisp, the kid in front of you has nachos...
My cracked lips define the need to eat something salty or else collapse
At this point I am delusional and unaware of how much time has lapsed
The large blue panorama that defines my surrounding space
I am at a loss of what to do.
I'm trapped in this unknown place
And I'm very sacred.
''What's going to happen to me? Will I be okay?''
Are the thoughts ringing through my head,
I don’t remember how
my grandmother and I
were locked out of our house.
But I do remember
the clammy-handed thunderstorm
sinking in the sand
blistering heat
burning soles
clockwork rising
assured as the waves
lapping
acid salt, and
sunburned dreams
persistent
glancing up
I was blank.
A colorless existence with nothing more than a mere outline to hold my soul steady,
An outline child only a mother could love.
I was the grey cloud that floated behind every rainbow,
In my life HE opened my mind
And gave me a gift
To keep close to heart the gift of knowing what my eyes can’t see
What my ears can’t pick up
Before my first breath, I attended class
Listening to voices and what they said
Words too complex for my understanding
Yet their inflections and tones stirred within
Little did I know, I’d find a career
I read a book once.
The woman swam to the depths of the ocean
Because she lost herself.
She lost herself in the midst of what everyone thought she should be.
As lovely as a song,
that makes my belly sing along,
is a triple layer lasagna
with 3 layers of pasta.
Four layers of bubbling cheeses,
and sauce;
that can appease,
to much ease,
Dear Hatter, Mad Hatter
How does one keep their head from such shatter?
So lost, I’m lost
In a world made of tatter.
Dear Hatter, Mad Hatter
How will I survive from such batter?
So lost, I’m lost.
This is America.
It is the land of the free. It is the land of the opportunity.
My parents touched this soil not for themselves,
For it was too late for them,
But for me. For my brothers.
This is America.
Between the pages, among the ink
Among the open-eyed nights
Unfolds a world that curls and kinks
and twists in lengthy delight
Nestled in a mantle of tone
Bestowed upon the eye
The ocean is a dark place
Sea full of wonders, yet filled with unused space
The way the moon bathes in the light of the sky
And quickly disappears into the silence of the night
It's in a void,
the darkest, quietest part of the human mind
I finally understand the importance of the noise.
I finally hear the currents of life
around me, through me, under, above, left, right.
I am in love with what nature gave me
The ultimate gift
One that will never be put in the trash or given away
It brings me joy, creativity, and life
Dear Sister
Beautiful brown-eyed babe
Burst into my life
I was only ten
And you
An unexpected sacrifice
All I need is her presence
If I were to be stranded
I would not be abandoned
All I need is her presence
I would fear no island
Whilst laughing and smiling
All I need is her presence
It’s difficult
Living in a world that’s constantly changing
Constantly developing new ideas
That want to enter your mind
“All I Need “
A world without compassion
Is not one worth living in.
“The world doesn’t care,” some say.
But I do.
The water that cools my heart,
The fire that burns in me,
Oh why can I not see
For thou my life is marked?
For though in the rhythms of life
The schisms will cause strife,
How shall I explain?I take in his presence as a woven basket, enclosed are fragile itemsand I’m determined to keep them intact.Overbearing some may some,protective others.
I lack the wisdom to survive these waters...
My life... was a cycle
I drift on a pale blue raft into a black abyss
My mental complex intrigues me
Allowing me to watch and observe
Have you ever thought to yourself,
What is next?
You cross the finish line,
And you feel perplexed.
What's my purpose?
What is my new goal?
Those are the questions,
Her mind lives in a beautiful oasis,
A bright blue ocean, vast and lively.
Filled with terror and past experiences.
Roaming the halls for security.
My culture is influential,
I stress the second,
Because the media flies’ habit to popularize my
Culture makes me question the impact of my
Reflection.
I can live without air,
And I can live without food.
I can live without water,
And I can do without gravity too.
But words?
How could I live
Without words?
A Krazy Kahlo and Picasso
By Lauren Ward
All I Need Is a Painting.
A Picasso. Or maybe a Frida Kahlo.
All I need is my family
For those who are important to me
All I need is their love
For it comes unconditionally
All we need is eachother
For we can achieve supremacy and love others
Unconditionally
Love at Sea
As I was walking down the beach
I felt the hot sand on my feet
The land was tropical and the heat was hot
The sun ruined everything until it would rot
I apologize if the video (link above) is slightly out of whack. I've never done this before! :)
if the sun could go out like a light switch
What more is there to say-I’ve never found so much comfortin a white page.I bare my mind to you.I wring out the juicethat poisons my spirit,that prevents my sleep.And as it splatters on your canvas
A symphony of harsh voices rushes to her body.
Each more beastly than the last. They shout, they scream, they rip her up.
But they don't know about her past. A broken beauty still so fresh,
What if I were stuck on an island,
All alone?
What is one thing I need?
Love.
Love is one thing I need.
I need to feel loved.
¿Qué es la música?
Sonidos. Palabras. Arte.
Palabras con sonido – arte en todo su esplendor.
Hay más de lo que uno se imagina.
Detrás de cada canción, cada sonido
Hay un significado oculto.
Without Writing
What would there be?
No records. No stories. No reading at all.
I Write for me but more for those who will listen.
Those who care.
Those who have not been abducted by society and technology.
Do you know what it is like to Lay. Completely. Still.In. A. Quiet. Room.Exploding?Words burn and bounce across the trampoline that seems to be my brainI know that I have a disorder. That I have an unnatural voice inside my neurons. But. I.
And in the darker hours,
My chest the nest of a skinny baby bird struggling to beat its fragile wings,
I am biting my fist,
Loathing you,
Loathing me.
On an island with nothing,
Most people bring things,
Make-up to be stunning,
Or an iPhone for Bing,
But I would bring determination,
And a strong set of skills,
Maybe collect rainwater for hydration,
To Live Without Feeling, Is Something I Simply Cannot Do
Tingles discovered by a brush of the hand
Softness felt, that of which comfort held
I always wake up with a dreaded feeling inside
Knowing that today could be the day I die
Because you see, I don't have the luxury of going through life
Wondering what it would be like to not have something by my side
Words that are translated from paper to song,
Melodies and beats that just play along,
In any language, to and fro,
Music is my world and that I know.
Pop in those headphones,
The beat fills my soul as I listen to the rock n’ roll
I turn the radio up louder as my body turns to powder
The music courses through my veins and I can relate to its pain
The sand.
The sun.
The pain.
I laugh, sing then I cry
and in passing moments hope to die.
Honor and pride aside, there is no shame.
A bird glides by
but thinks of it a game.
We don’t talk a lot about ears, do we?
They’re seen as simply the masses of flesh attached to the sides of newly
Formed heads at birth
Not seen in most respects as something of worth and yet
Standing right beside me, never losing a step,
Is the One whom I need, the One who never left.
I could speak of His goodness, or even his greatness,
But the one thing of which I could never speak, is His lateness.
Something in these walls- Intangible yet present Below the floor falls As I fall in tandem- Hands grab me away Clutched out of harm Back again silhouettes stand around me Taking shape they help me Little by little their faces appear Just as I lear
The musician who sits alone,
Counting, counting, every Beat,
1, 2, 3 - 4, 5, 6 -
A raise of an arm,
A light turns on,
1, 2, 3 - 4, 5, Breathe -
And Life begins -
All I need?
I guess when it boils down to it,
The bare bones, when everything else is stripped away
Are just... Words.
The words that both anchor me
And set me free
Without the words,
(To My Dearest Friend)
If I lay here, would time slip away?
Would the sun shine brighter than any other normal day?
Sometimes I do pray to see you again to repay
All the wrong things that I say
They called me crazy;
Maybe I was, is, am.
No,
I was simply prepared.
Those existential little questions of what would you bring,
Would you bring this, or that, or the other,
Im stranded on a deserted island with me myself and i
Thinking of who i need with me now but i cant think of anyone but me myself and i
The very thing that'll drive me mad
I will undoubtedly wish I had
With the cerulean waves crashing on the cave
This will keep me from my grave
What keeps me from my sleep
Gimme a drink that's fresh and cold
Gimme a book that's long and interesting
Gimme music with an addictive beat
Gimme a blanket that's warm and soft
Gimme a videogame from my favorite series
I Found You
You were hiding in the inner most corners of my soul
Quiet and unnoticed you sat there saying not a word
You would never scream or call out for help
And the worst part is
What would I take
if I was on an island alone?
Would I take a life boat that would help me float back to my home?
A concreate jungle filled with apes and jaguars
The thing I need most, Is simply a toast.
Stranded far away, from plane and boat..
My mind would wander, my mouth would curse,
But I would survive. See why in the next verse
The Romans would have carved into their gravestones:
non fui, fui, non sum, non curo--
“I was not, I was, I am not,
I don’t care.”
He was gone
and thank god for that
My Nicole so sweet you screamed at me
you looked me dead in the eye
and told me to wake the fuck up
this is the world we live in - you said
She is everything to me, I'd have nothing without her
My alarm clock, my lunch bell, she's my everyday reminder.
There's no love that comes close
No way you could compare, no matter how far I go
Stuck on an island with no help in sight
Without this person I’d have a terrible plight
Whenever there's anything that I need
People are always talking.
Meaningless words or words without meaning,
it's all the same.
TV show anchors are always talking.
School shootings or student suicide,
it's all the same.
Roses are dead, violets are a taboo,
Pineapples are exotic, this poem started off emo
Lets raise our spirits so very very high,
All I need?
He is all I need.
He made the moon, the stars, the sky and even this island I'm stranded upon.
He keeps me calm, keeps me sane, bring me back as I begin to stray.
Love is all you need,
At least that's what they say.
In my mind it plants a seed;
A reason to always stay.
It wakes me in the morning
And it kisses me goodnight.
No one thought to give a warning,
I came into this world,
not knowing who I was.
I could here your cry of joy.
I was 5 and admired your smile.
I was 10 and you taught me how to cook.
I was 15 I was a rebel.
Mommy,
Although I can't live with out you someday I'll have too,
Until that day comes I'll continue to love you.
As the youngest it's my job to be here,
Oh mommy, thanks for the listening ear.
Desolated
Alone
I face the pale murky water
The greenish blue reflects back at me
I am scared
And alone
I cling to small promises in my hands
Only hoping
A mere flame
Strip me of my pride, all the lies been synthesize, been over looked,
i been tooked, repromised of my pride.
Done in the dark comes to light and a thousand black women march in pain,
hoping not to go in vein,
A life without sight is definitely quite a fright,
But surely I would not want to live a life without thought.
To be able to create and design,
And throw rhymes at the drop of a dime.
That relationship no one wants to desert. You make every excuse to stay….remaining blind to the reason why you should leave.
All I need in this life is Dance
What once was a recreation
Has turned simple movements into a celebration
Dance demands nothing of myself
Dance, however, pleas for some emotion felt
How would I live without you?
So thankful I’m not born in my Granny’s days
With no cell phones on which I can spare my time.
I cannot imagine a day without you
From the moment I wake up to the moment I sleep,
What can't I live without?
Well this may be hard, without a doubt
A person, an object, or even an idea you say?
So a friend, a stuffed animal, or even the thought of being on broadway?
What puts butterflies in your tummy,
The twinge in your chest,
It feels yummy,
And you put it to the test?
It`s pure like a dove,
Hard like candy.
It fits like a glove
You were never normal; your funny faces and your clown jokes
Your red nose always hidden in your pocket in case I needed a laugh
I want to shine like a star
Go far, to be close to one's old self is too closed
Minded, I have a hope, been on the down slopes
Now I'm on a roll, I'm sure I have a path
It took that one glance,
that split second I looked from the face of my beloved.
You sat there;
gleaming in the sunlight.
I fell for all the ways
your sweet scent pulls me in.
I had no regrets
Possessions wax and wane.
People often fade away.
On this deserted island I see it plain:
These things don’t matter anyway.
If you ask me what I truly wish,
Dear Sister,
Here we are on this island together,
All alone and stranded,
Thank God I have you by my side
Or else I'd be lost.
At least I have you to talk to
At least I'll have someone to lay beside
An IslandA SeaWould mean nothing to meIf you were far away.
All the food in the worldAll the prettiest pearlsWould pale in comparisonTo you.
When I was three years old,
And admittedly, not yet very bold,
I was given a pink Powerpuff Girls pillow by my parents to hold,
It would give me magic powers too I was told,
As long as I have something to do
I won't be blue
As long as I have something to do
I won't be lost without you
As long as I have something to do
I won't have a bad attitude
I’m sorry but I’m too stubborn to say it, I know I was wrong but I’m too stubborn to say it.
Quiet in the corner
The girl
Not me
But she could have been
So much more than she is now.
Quiet in the corner
The boy
Crying
Never listening
To what he has to say.
When asked what I would choose if but one thing,
I replied, "How could I?"
How could I choose between colors
People
Planets
Birds
Bees
Perpetual darkness was all I seeked
It was all I knew
Ugly hurt shaped my heart
And sadness filled my core
My insides so full of pain
Just give me good conversation,
And I will return three-fold.
I do not mean nonstop, interesting topics.
Simply, back and forth, looking-in-the-eye,
Honest, straight-talk, good conversation.
Enclosed within a lump of clay
Molded by Nature's hand
And placed within a cage
With veins that pump with life
Is a voice that cannot speak
That cannot laugh or cry or seek
A voice that cannot scream
She was stranded,
She had lost everyone and everything,
She was stranded,
She had no food no shelter,
She was stranded,
She missed her family and life,
She was stranded,
Everyone always asks the question "what's one thing you can't live without?" or "if you were stranded what would you want?"
It's a little hard to answer that question considering all the things you need to survive.
Around me lies nothing but seaLand is what my toes sink beneathLips salted shut, since I havent brushed my teeth
I need someone who needs just me
All I need in my life is my will,
You can beat me down,
Break my heart,
Tear my psyche,
But as long as I have will, I have the power,
This power cannot be tamed,
Act I
A tap at the door ... ... ...
Oh how your gentle knocking stirs my pelvic floor!
I pause my binging,
And begin unhinging
The door and myself...
Act II
Will money over love me
so fiercely that not the winds
nor the storms nor the periled terrains
could ever keep me from its kiss?
Will my gold and silver entrance me
with eyes so mysterious
One day a teacher asked me a question.
It was one I should have been able to answer in a second
I had gone to her desk and stood their with a troubled expression
My sanity is all I need.
Being alone and all on this deserted island.
I need reasurance that I still have myslef.
I need to remember the person I was, and still am.
What materialistic things can you possibly need.
When asked what’s the one thing I can’t do without
There’s one specific thing that floods into my mind
For loving and having her is no doubt
The most amazing blessing of all time
I sit here all alone—
In my room—
Such a mess.
I’m starting to remember all I have to do.
I’m starting to think about all that I could’ve done.
I’m beginning to fall in that hole I know so well.
A red Mickey Mouse shirt
wrinkled, in the back of my closet
when I was six
smells like cotton candy
you gave me, mother
Not knowing what lies behind the secluded, shadowy, silence
The lights chased each other across the walls,
Creating a colossus of fear, I held on to from within because
All I needed was the cold air resting me to sleep.
I absolutely need my phone
my phone? Yes , my phone !
I just love hearing it rang
someone calling asking to hang
My phone is always here for me
when I wanna be alone my phone will let me be!
You and your words that pierceYou and your skin that bleedsYou and your brokenYour openYour perfect release An escape hatch for my mindAn endless feast for my eyesYou and your curved spineAll I need is you You and your beauty that soarsYou and you
I know that on a deserted islalnd, I would lack hope
But one way I'm positive that would help me cope
Is the phone I have, but just for the music
Despite the cliche, I'd always choose this.
Lost on an island with no place to go,
I am thankful for my knife ever so.
Hunting, gutting, and surviving is easiest
When a blade makes work less tedious.
Knives are great for entertaining,
We are all living in a world dark and corrupt
A land where you can’t attend college without going bankrupt
A place where genuine people are difficult to find
