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Sometimes
I don’t want to think
I don’t want to blink
I don’t want to imagine
I don’t want to be seen
i.
Osmotic processes do not shield the irony
and yesterday
when i returned from the bane of my existence and the meaning of medieval torture
Keep your head up, don't get fed up.
Choose your roads wisely, you might like where you end up.
Let your thoughts manifest into a physical form.
Where you dreams can ascend, and be reborn.
Beware my stream of consciousness
Kill your bloated self-confidence
Like a rope around your throat
Or a .30 aimed at your noggin
This rhyme flow is undisputed
these verses go undefeated
Why is it I think of you but you can't think of me?
How is it I can use my multiple senses but you can't use yours?
How is it our souls speak to each other but we cannot hear what they say?
OH Get Away.
Look twice, save a life they said,
I thought once, considering the instruction;
It is known that a great number of lives are lost every day,
Dear past me,
He told you, so you thought
“I'm not good enough”
She said so, so you thought
“I look too fat in this dress”
Think.
You are a living, breathing, being
In this life of so much meaning
But do you think about your beating
heart?
Cuz you know,
why you gotta try?
Plenty of people have gone through life
not trying or caring
so why me?
Cuz you know,
why you gotta think?
I've met plenty of people in my life
stop
think about
what you have
done with your life
have you succeeded yet
have you paid your dues
have you found love in life
If a picture is supposed to be worth a thousand words, I'm intellectually encouraged to paint a portrait on each line of each verse.
The other day
I decided to think
It was not an easy
Or simple thing
Thinking is challenging
In all regards
I possess a very active mind full of ideas.
All hotter than fresh quesadillas
yet more tasteful than plain tortillas.
Sometimes there are too many for me to even keep.
Occasionally they impair my ability to sleep.
I used to think I was drowning in an abyss of my own loneliness. That darkness used to consume my heart and soul. My eyes would continue to close as my head dosed off in an eternal slumber.
When I hear the pitter-patter
on the roof after a long sunny day, I
think. I think about what it must be like
to be a raindrop, or even just a molecule
of water. To be able to go anywhere, or would
I need to scratch the bone
Beneath my skin
And rip out second-hand thoughts
Embedded in my brain
Emotion so strong I have to show it,
thoughts so deep they must be seen.
I know they are staring
I can feel their stares on my back.
They laugh at my openness
Polo is my mojo, Yes
Island makin me smilin, No
Yet water polo, es muy bueno
with the sueno of the heat.
With the strength of his teeth,
this polo beast, compeles the thrist of
We see our skin everyday.
the flesh gripping tightly on our bones and protecting us from the world outside
as we shake a hand,
dry our eyes,
or contemplate in the mirror upon if I can fit in and erase my thighs,
I am a
Work of art
but torn apart
never sleep
but always dream
in a world of hate
I try to appreciate
Here come closer
No don't go sir
You didn't even try to listen
One time love
You're not
When I see you
I know you're the best
When we hold hands
We share so much
Our love is timeless
Our loving time
I want to be with you
They say I’m waxing philosophic.But it’s only a car and so what if I like it shinyit’s mine and it reflects the sky, the sun, the moon,the stars and, in a way, me, connecting me to the universe
In a room full of people you will see me,
I'll look like the others so it will be hard to notice me,
If you do you'll think that you've discovered me,
You're mistaken and confused by an imagery,
Flay the skin away
Piece by piece
Layer after layer
What am I now?
Am I
The words tumbling out of my mouth
The thoughts rolling in my head
The despair deep in my heart
Here a girl of 17 sat playing with her nails.She wore black and was thin and very frail.Her dark brown locks hid her face as she stared blankly into space.
Around around on the merry go round.The little girl shall never be found.The merry go round is here to stay.The little girl has run away.Up and down the horses go.The little girl hated school she had wrote.
White Frosting here and there.Putting flowers in her hair.Color of red stain to decorate for this joyous daySome powder here, a fix up there.Now its ready for today.Getting lowered into the ground,
When surrounded by peopleI need space.When alone my thoughts surrounded me.I cant breath.
Im confusedtiredhopeless.
I dont understand, and at this point.I dont think I want to.
Cheeks hollow
skin cold
lips thin
collarbones.
Shoulders bare
Straight thin hair
no stomach to hide
space of thighs.
All is calmjust shallow breaths heard.Drip driptime slows down.
Your life fades past like many times before.Only at the end you find yourselfat a different door.
A little like leads to love.
A little hug leads to comfort.
A little tear leads to a sob.
A little smile leads to a laugh.
A little whisper can lead to a crush.
A little hope leads to faith.
Would a filter be typing?
Would a filter mean no erasing?
Does that mean I can't correct my grammar?
I'm going to give you the realest me there is, no bullsh*t.
Well, to begin, my appearance.
As the population grows,
Every human being becomes less important,
Of less concern to the person next to them.
One day we will have found a solution to running out of resources and created more,
Darling, you'll be okay.
You are being irrational.
Take a minute and just breathe in and out.
You are a beautiful human being.
You serve a purpose on this Earth.
You have people who love you.
What is the difference between a filter and myself?
Is there a clean line that can be drawn?
Is there a simple way to say this is me,
and that is who you think I am?
No, there is truth in lies
It is odd
If you think about it;
How words work.
Just a motion of the lips,
A simple sound,
Some squiggles in a note
Can mean so much
Or so little...
They control us emotionally
Thinking about my goals,I feel very oriented to think about my soulAl l I know is I can’t be home
Carry your mind with curiousity.
Indulge in every wonder within sight,
Keep your senses open.
Something grand is just beyond this road;
This path is leading you to adventure.
A young beautiful girl,Had a big heart and bright future,Set her priorities and goals straight,But fell in love with a mister,Told her there was much in store for her.She was naive and eager to see,
When they told me
you were gone,
a cold hand
stilled my heart.
When they told me
you were gone,
a hard, heavy foot
stomped the air from my lungs.
Quirp
Whore
Asshole
Loser
Bitch
You spit splatters of wavering whines
Your words ringing through my spine
Judgement reflects from your eyes
To Be Honest, I don't know what I'm supposed to rememberI pick up information, from here back to early DecemberBut the pieces I actually analyze and dismember
Fragile
That's me.
Frail.
Weak.
Breakable.
But what if it's not?
I have
Strength.
Power.
Invincibility.
Intensity.
I have been taught
To dream,
But not in excess,
To hope,
But not so much,
To fight,
But not too hard,
Because maybe,
I will find
The backbone
to burst out
You don't see them
The way I do
You can't understand their power
What they've done for me
I want to reach up and touch the tip
Of the tallest tree on the tallest hill
And maybe then I'll get a look
At all the world and have my fill
Of forests and mountains
Of lakes and streams
I had my heart set for anywhere but here. Take me from the darkness of before. When I thought I was the last one standing you were there.
I feel like I am constantly thinking
my mind does not stay on one subject ever
how do I look, who are you, I'm hungry
these are thoughts that run through my mind
Dense
black
sky
stars
drip
in
from millions
and millions
of miles
away.
From here
Have you ever envisioned Karmaas an object or a thing?Is Karma a force?Is Karma a centrifugal ring?Or perhaps Karma is a person;a woman or a man.Unfortunately, I cannot tell;No one can.
I look at the world I was thrust into
Those before me have left me with a burden of a debt
And the wounds of war
They tell me not to worry,
They tell me that they are not the enemies
Did you ever think
The young girl with the brace face
Or the boy who was afraid to come out
Or the teenage mom who to her family was only a disgrace
Would be living on the brink
Of a never-ending sleep?
I have never had sex
They judge me as a prude
It hurts my heart
Them being so rude
I want him to love me
But he won't for sure
He thinks me a tease
Easy to lure
We are so focused on teaching our young people to dream that we forget to teach them how to reach these things
You are but a babe,
fresh and newly made.
In life you think you wade.
You curse and roll your eyes.
I'm not what you think
I'm not who you think
I'm not where you think
I'm not when you think
I'm every thing
I'm every thing
I'm every where
I'm every where
I think you think that you know me/but I'm sit'n in the car with the engine running/could this be over before it breaks?/sappier than a Romeo and Juliet/let's look down & to the side/figured me out like a jigsaw puzzle/the pieces soggy with t
I feel as if, if I let a tear drop my body would erratically shatter. To bite the bitterness away with coldness. To repress the said with utter and complete numbness. To shiver away the sense of alone. To drift off and never return.
You’d be surprised how much power we have over our own minds. I imagine survival back before our times and the development that required. They used their brains and had too. Using each part and functioning as one form.
Bro, you can’t fly
You don’t even have wings
I’m not saying give up
But please, PLEASE
Stop jumping off of buildings
This is not an action movie
No. You can’t call “Cut”
Memorizing data to spit back out verbatim
That’s not learning
Banking our self-worth on a letter
That’s not learning
Staying up so late that the book get’s blurry and our brain gets fuzzy
That’s not learning
Time is all I have...
Don't waste it.
In this age of
instant lights
buttons that gratify
Inefficiency in busywork grates on my Instacultured mind.
Please
Rest your head, darling.
Let your body sink into the soft bed of green.
Open your eyelids ever so gently,
Just enough to see the stars.
What do you see, darling?
Do you see it all?
Most people swallow food that is forcefully fed to them; they don’t care to take the time to chew and swallow carefully if they choose, or even go to spitting it out.
Can a love be forever binding?
To return when others cripple
As thought of extraneous suitors sour.
Relic of the time that has tick tocked,
Souvenir of the heart's gift shop,
I
Am told
By TV
And by my peers
What to think, but not
How to think. You
Must teach me
How to
Think.
You
Teach me
How to think,
Whether that be
Common Sense,
Something I thought the world possesed.
Common Sense,
Something that seems to be an illusion.
Common Sense,
That mindset that prevents regratable decisions from taking form.
Think Pink!
That's what I said
It's Pink!
It's a shade of red
I know a color so bright
It gives me chills to hear tonight
It's the color between red and purple
The thing about teachers;
They don't mind that you don't know
They don't mind that you don't understand
Piping facts into your head-
It's what they were hired for.
You are merely a pawn
I don't know about you.. Yes I doI know what you look like and know what you can do to me..I think I love you.. But you're hurting meTemptations taking over, I've already lost myself
AIDS is real
I hate condoms
Oh yes I know we want to feel every side of it
HIV doesn’t seem real when you are having the best feeling in the world
You don’t think about AIDS when you pay visit to the vagina
I write to take away the pain
That memories can bring
I write to offer up my thoughts
To anyone or thing
I write to express anger and fear
In ways I can’t with voice
Sometimes I think…
Think about the trees,
How they point toward heaven
Through summer heat, winter rain
Willing to lose every precious leaf.
Sometimes I wonder
Why they stand so tall
I got inspired by this group you see, three ordinary college kids never guess who they could be,
just kickin it on an ordinary day, but telling an extraordinary story with the words that they say.
DeadStrickenFrozen StillCaught in the hustle of lifeSwept along like a dust bunnyNot knowing who's to trust
Seconds,
Minuets,
Hours,
Days,
Weeks,
Months,
Years.
All spent on you.
Me,
Laughing with you,
Making memories with you,
Loving you.
“I have never truly felt as though I've belonged to this world,” I tell myself, “This is what is destined for me, the moment my life has encouraged and has been building up to.
Some days I want to scream
Some days I want to cry
Most days I hold it all in
not letting anyone see the battle inside.
When people ask
I say I'm fine,
without even thinking
if it's true or not.
To whomever it may concern:
I wonder why the sky is blue
Or why the grass is green
I wonder why the tabloids are so mean
Or why they publish false information
You want the truth?
I will confess until every sleeve is stained
Every bandage crimson.
And you shall never hear my silent screams
My actions that speak louder than anything I could ever tell you
Oh Ya, By The Way
Last night while you creeping around with that guy you met from the club,
I was already with him.
When you got home to your man and yall made sweet love,
I began to flow right through him.
How can I live without food?
It is like my kryptonite
It can even take my taste buds on a flight
The sweet sugary snacks put me in a good mood
When I’m in the store, it seems to jump into my cart
Moving in spiral
Faster and faster
The world spins indefinite
Heavy is the pressure
Strong are the winds
Spinning us around
Forever we move
A spiral down and up
Leading to an end
I do not understand.
No hello to people on the street.
Keep walking, keep walking
Don’t make eye contact
Shit, are they talking to me?
Keep walking, keep walking.
We are cold individuals.
When one looks towards one's mind, they see a stoic person looking hard,
That is not true, for the thinker never thinks.
A mind that facinates people for decades for the mysterious, enjoyable card,
I was appealed by your appearance
not gone lie i was intrigued by you
but could you keep me
played my cards right i had a full house
but i guess you held the out
roses left at my door step again
(poems go here) I laid on her
like paper did to rock and suddenly we both refused to shoot out what exactly it is that sizer through our layers of mentally striped blue margins,
Think before you speak.
Before you DO, you gotta THINK.
Actions. Consequences. Decisions. Words.
In essence that's all they are. And yet, they're everything.
Red, the color of passion
Red, the color of hate
Red, the color of pure blood
Red, the color of a curse
Outcasted by the world,
His body is my hearse
Abstinance to Prevent Teen Pregnancy
The practice of refraining from sexual activity for psychological, social or reasons religiously. Psychologically, you prevent the possibility of pregnancy, STDs, and extra responsibilities.
Think before you do it
Think before you risk everything
Yeah he’s cute
And he has a great smile
But think before you do it
There’s always a chance you will not be respected
