'2017' 'happy' 'love' 'positivity' 'relationships' 'becauseiloveyou' becauseiloveyou Scholarship Slam
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Was it my desire to succumb to your mannerism?
Or was it the force you put upon me?
Did I truly believe in this romanticism?
Was it my desire to succumb to your mannerism?
Or was it the force you put upon me?
Did I truly believe in this romanticism?
I love you, but that isn't a surprise i tell you that everyday
i love you because even though you are small you give out the greatest hugs
i love you because you remind me why i should stay i alive
It isn't always struggle
Love is smooth
It isn't always misunderstanding
Love is communication
It isn't always heartbreak
Love is happiness
It isn't always desperation
Love is inspiration
Falling asleep next to YOU is the best part of my night.
Waking up next to YOU is the best part of my day.
Our two souls, willingly unite,
And in human form, we lay.
With steady hand, I stroke your cheek,
candy voices stained sweet with lust and desire
fill the room my head the world every night on the hour
like summer days too far gone
the smell of burning sugar
or the slippery feel of chiffon
Six by Fifth grade
Twelve by Sixth grade
Sixteen by Ninth grade
Twenty by Tenth grade
Twenty, and then him
Twenty, and then it stopped
She can still name all of them, if she thinks hard enough
Because he loved me
I held my head high
Through a lens of stained glass
I saw myself
Because he loved me
I had strength to continue
Through aching hearts and broken bones
Your Arabic name I say they most,
My English is not good as it use to be.
I never spoke with I anyways,
Only spoke around you and me.
But that doesn’t matter,
Our talks lead to war.
Showing vitality in physical, mental, or emotional well-beingSurpassing former standards Giving the four letter word new meaningEffortlessly beneficial A place where communication is not an issue
Showing vitality in physical, mental, or emotional well-beingSurpassing former standards Giving the four letter word new meaningEffortlessly beneficial A place where communication is not an issue
Is this happiness?
Is this pain?
What do I have to do in life to gain
A better chance at creating my future?
My little sister, I do it all for her.
Motivation,
Dedication,
How is one perfect?
Relationships, on the mind
Fake, real, love is blind
Mom and dad may be
Or they may be broken too
Perfect is not true
They can be caring
Love is many things... but it is also not many things.
Love is communication.
It is openly talking to the other person and being on the same page;
not fighting for words to speak hoping that they might hear you.
Love.
It rushes rampantly,
rendering you radiant
with rampunxious joy.
Love.
It flutters and flows,
filling you with feelings
few words can describe.
Love.
It heals and hurts,
There is a fine line
between right,
and wrong.
You knew the
difference,
but chose to ignore.
A healthy relationship should be one of agape, or selfless love. Trying your hardest to keep a smile on the person's face. Doing anything you can to hear that person laugh just one more time.
When it's easy to take, give,
When it's easy to blame, forgive,
When it's easy to want, be content,
And when it's easy to run, know what is meant;
So next time, before you start raising your voice,
When it's easy to take, give,
When it's easy to blame, forgive,
When it's easy to want, be content
And when it's easy to run, know what is meant.
So next time, before you start raising your voice
Because you are you
I can't bring my self
To be mad at you
Everything my heart desires
Went in two
All I was thinking about was me and you
Because I love you
God, Is this Love?
I want to give you the world I don't have
I want us to plan our future together in detail
I want you to be happy without me but happier with me
I want to take care of you
It’s a long way down from where we begin. Knocking on heaven’s door. The words you said yesterday came at me full force. “Maybe if we both admit our faults, we can move on.” I am a laugh away from crying.I seek for love inside of us and come out e
Like Seeds breaking through the earth
growth is not a given
like a sprout
we can be crushed once we've risen
love is like a garden
