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My favorite color is the fiery center of a stove once it ignites, bringing a sense of familiarity of my grandma's cooking. The sound of the heat touching the bottom of the pan, slowly boiling the ingredients together.
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Two waves in the sea Two branches of the tree Two wings of the bee These are you and me In everywhere I go I keep your love to gr
Poetry is like a double ended key- One half for the poet to reach into the reader The other for the reader to get a sneak peek into the true being of the poet.
Sometimes when I think to myself "Is the Golden Rule just there to be threre?" Because I scrath my head and wonder... Aren't humans a race? Culture is what makes us different.
Seeing my life through a different set of eyes As of yesterday, a true friend reminded me of my prize In every way, I’ve dealt with remembering wondering why
Hold on let me think..one thing I can't live with out? Is Knowledge. One thing I can't go without is knowledge. Everybody knows that knowledge is power. If we have knowledge then the world is ours!
It's Enough Just to swim In the deepness Of the Sea It's Enough Just to twist As I'm unlocked With a Key It's Enough Just to have Your eyes gaze Down on Me
If I were to travel, to the dull gravel, passed the brilliant water, I'd bring my otter, there's no dispute, he's super cute, so he'd be the one, that would bask in the sun,
Amongst the quiet young night, Surrounded by darkened green And pale yellow glowing all around, A woman sat alone on a bench With no direction to head to And thoughts that cannot be contained.
The heart is a lock; Love is the key. Once you open it, you don't want it to close. Hurt and pain are chains that will keep it closed. When it's closed, it's hard for it to open up. My insecurity is trust and it's hard to gain, so don't lose it.
The water laps against the boats, A deep, cerulean blue. The white sails flap, flip in the wind As the boats sail through. Oh, to be aboard One of the creaking, wondrous vessels;
Behind the iron curtain Silence extends untamed And occasionally I mingle but It matters not who knows my name. Darkness decends As the blocks of color shift Displaying my change of emotion
I say Knowledge is key
The days of my youth are so hard, but in a way kind.I can do anything I set my mind To. WIthout Knowing this, I would be blind.I will do whatever it takes to succeed.IT IS IN ME, I have everything I need.
I sat in class a brain ahead of me It was dissection day and time to play The teacher handed me the master key I cut around matter that is grey And discovered my new fascination
One Job One day two ways I say Experience and Education are the ways three things i must say to the people who didnt believe,refuse to help,or just dont care
If I could change one thing What would it be? I’d have to change everything I knew that was the key
Everybody is gifted in their own way So why do we try to wrap them in the same box Thinking if it works for one it works for the other but just because they are both white does not mean they are matching socks
Dark hair Frames her angular face Protruding cheekbones Paperwhite skin hiding lacy blue veins Dark eyes Follow me around the room Judging me Looking at me Wanting to be me
(poems go here) Why I write… I write to get my feeling out So that when people read my poems They’ll say,
School is such a juggle, of books, papers, and tests, The hope is that in the end, you will finish best, That you will hold that paper, the key to your new life, The key that will support, your husband or your wife,
It all started with just one word, hey. Hey, let's learn about poetry. Poetry, the Key to opening Life's Door, The Key to freeing the unknown within. Poetry, the Key.
Dreams our sincerest kept secrets Our heart desires that burn like raging fires. Things that we can't or won't say aloud
I think about you, And some things we go through. 'tell me "forever in my heart, we will never be apart. " All of these emotions. But we go through the motions. Yell and fight; argue and scream.
I am a key. I am metal and cold. I am hard and ornate. I do not taste or see or feel. Pockets, drawers, and key-chains. All places that I can hide. Locking thing up tight. Hider of many things.
Can’t believe you came in to my life, Seemed to be like the wrong time, but We waited and everything became right. Couldn’t see why you were so interested in me, Such a strange feeling you brought to me, but
Who am I? I AM someone who's heart haven't stop beating because of the purpose that hasn't been fulfilled yet. I AM someone who can do all things through Christ who stregthens me, but it's funny how I never understood the real meaning of that.
I'll give you my forever if you give me your heart I'll leave you never if you love me from the start will you swear you'll leave my heart intact I'll love you forever and that's a fact