Kenoreaves - Hello Poetry

There are a lot of things I sit down and remember I guess it's just me getting older Days, months and years go by... Soon you'll say to your youth good bye Where maturity is king and childishness is a dream Where work is a must and relaxation is a fairy tale film Let's not forget the marriage pressures When all we want is endless pleasure With a new year comes a new birthday Reminding you that your closer to becoming clay Experience becomes painul wisdom And hard work becomes neccesary income I leave you to ponder, or even wonder But don't forget your getting older And if you have forgotten my name because of age... Yours truly, Carlton 'the writing sage'

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Oct 8, 2018

Oct 8, 2018 at 7:39 AM UTC

Growing Old

There are a lot of things I sit down and remember I guess it's just me getting older Days, months and years go by... Soon you'll say to your youth good bye Where maturity is king and childishness is a dream Where work is a must and relaxation is a fairy tale film Let's not forget the marriage pressures When all we want is endless pleasure With a new year comes a new birthday Reminding you that your closer to becoming clay Experience becomes painul wisdom And hard work becomes neccesary income I leave you to ponder, or even wonder But don't forget your getting older And if you have forgotten my name because of age... Yours truly, Carlton 'the writing sage'

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It starts off... A pen, paper and nothing, I walk through the de-sert, With the belief I can't afford anything, A slave to the earth, Always wanting everything, So I sold my soul and every limb, All gone now I'm looking in the darkness, A voice whispers to my skull, FEAR ME and fearLESS FIND ME and LOSE you, Let ME work on what's left, Give me your broken pieces, I will find the rest from birth, I will make your ugly look pretty Just look on Jesus, And see how a life of pain, Turns to one more sheep to gain, In your destruction lies HIS beauty From a low life beggar, To a chief in the community, But you always remember, Now that your brighter than the galaxy, That pride goeth before a disaster, And you may return back to beauty in destruction, Like the once top creature, That thought he was the best creation.

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Sep 9, 2018

Sep 9, 2018 at 5:06 PM UTC

BEAUTY IN DESTRUCTION - DESTRUCTION IN BEAUTY

It starts off... A pen, paper and nothing, I walk through the de-sert, With the belief I can't afford anything, A slave to the earth, Always wanting everything, So I sold my soul and every limb, All gone now I'm looking in the darkness, A voice whispers to my skull, FEAR ME and fearLESS FIND ME and LOSE you, Let ME work on what's left, Give me your broken pieces, I will find the rest from birth, I will make your ugly look pretty Just look on Jesus, And see how a life of pain, Turns to one more sheep to gain, In your destruction lies HIS beauty From a low life beggar, To a chief in the community, But you always remember, Now that your brighter than the galaxy, That pride goeth before a disaster, And you may return back to beauty in destruction, Like the once top creature, That thought he was the best creation.

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I am being pulled from left to right Every candidate claiming to be the light Promising heaven, earth and even twilight Once they win they forget you and take flight. Gun to our heads by the future leader 'Better vote wisely or become a casper' Ballot boxes filled with forged paper Hold your peace or it is a recipe for disaster. If wishes were real, beggars would ride Voted for a meal, while the politicians lied my country is a deal, sold as a cheap bride All they do is steal, it's time to say goodbye. You know we are back to the embers' there's always someone's blood they forget to remember Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms! We are in a fine mess with honorable villions.

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Sep 9, 2018

Sep 9, 2018 at 4:36 PM UTC

REGRET AT THE POLLING BOOTH

I am being pulled from left to right Every candidate claiming to be the light Promising heaven, earth and even twilight Once they win they forget you and take flight. Gun to our heads by the future leader 'Better vote wisely or become a casper' Ballot boxes filled with forged paper Hold your peace or it is a recipe for disaster. If wishes were real, beggars would ride Voted for a meal, while the politicians lied my country is a deal, sold as a cheap bride All they do is steal, it's time to say goodbye. You know we are back to the embers' there's always someone's blood they forget to remember Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms! We are in a fine mess with honorable villions.

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