WorldtoChris - Hello Poetry

The Absolute Truths of a Sonderer; a project of homelessness and homefoundness. 1. Everything we see or do is an influence Everything we hear or say is an influence. We must define good & bad influence, and create accordingly. 2. Our personas exist in four dimensions At home, at work, in transience, and as digital All require boundaries, development and love. 3. Everyone is a dreamer, aspiring in their own way. Share your dreams through demonstration & action. Don't sacrifice your dream in pursuit of another's 4. Celebrate the diversity of identities people can be Enrichen your worldview with another's definition of home. Be weary of mindsets locked to race, gender or nationality. 5. Find comedy in the world's tragedies Deliver comfort in moments of distress For happiness isn't opposite of sadness, but rather encompasses it. 6. There is yet to be a human whose mental health stands invincible. Permitting another to speak may be all the health they need Acknowledge battle scars do not lie solely on the flesh 7. Wasting your ears is as criminal as wasting words Seek knowledge, in whatever form, when a listener. Express love, in whatever form, when a speaker 8. One man's trash may genuinely be another's treasure Discard people or ideas when their weight grows disproportionate. All will be reclaimed, repurposed, and reloved. 9. Our vices grant infinite patience for stupidity, Spirits that steal from the future to consume the present moment Their intended use will rarely match their outcomes 10. Your value is to be as treasured as your survival Whether celebrated or beaten, ignored or adored It is yours alone to define, and yours alone to defend. I love you all,

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May 27, 2018

May 27, 2018 at 3:37 AM UTC

Absolute Truths of a Sonderer

The Absolute Truths of a Sonderer; a project of homelessness and homefoundness. 1. Everything we see or do is an influence Everything we hear or say is an influence. We must define good & bad influence, and create accordingly. 2. Our personas exist in four dimensions At home, at work, in transience, and as digital All require boundaries, development and love. 3. Everyone is a dreamer, aspiring in their own way. Share your dreams through demonstration & action. Don't sacrifice your dream in pursuit of another's 4. Celebrate the diversity of identities people can be Enrichen your worldview with another's definition of home. Be weary of mindsets locked to race, gender or nationality. 5. Find comedy in the world's tragedies Deliver comfort in moments of distress For happiness isn't opposite of sadness, but rather encompasses it. 6. There is yet to be a human whose mental health stands invincible. Permitting another to speak may be all the health they need Acknowledge battle scars do not lie solely on the flesh 7. Wasting your ears is as criminal as wasting words Seek knowledge, in whatever form, when a listener. Express love, in whatever form, when a speaker 8. One man's trash may genuinely be another's treasure Discard people or ideas when their weight grows disproportionate. All will be reclaimed, repurposed, and reloved. 9. Our vices grant infinite patience for stupidity, Spirits that steal from the future to consume the present moment Their intended use will rarely match their outcomes 10. Your value is to be as treasured as your survival Whether celebrated or beaten, ignored or adored It is yours alone to define, and yours alone to defend. I love you all,

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Entrancing, It begins with a glimmer, Lightning, Striking, through her icy blue eyes, Breathing in the mystique of her figure Winks, whispers, and curves on me mesmerize Her gaze a challenge, her smirk invites dare Tangled in tango, flirtatious and fun, My heart cannot stop envisage her bare Adventure physique, discover someone **** we’d wrestle, declare our rules of love Ever-hungry beasts, feast skins with bite marks Strapped, captured, released, embraced pulls, hard shove One cataclysmic explosion of sparks Ideas fill my mind, with your spell-binding stare But fantasy is lost when those eyes drift elsewhere

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Mar 1, 2018

Mar 1, 2018 at 10:19 PM UTC

The Stare

Entrancing, It begins with a glimmer, Lightning, Striking, through her icy blue eyes, Breathing in the mystique of her figure Winks, whispers, and curves on me mesmerize Her gaze a challenge, her smirk invites dare Tangled in tango, flirtatious and fun, My heart cannot stop envisage her bare Adventure physique, discover someone **** we’d wrestle, declare our rules of love Ever-hungry beasts, feast skins with bite marks Strapped, captured, released, embraced pulls, hard shove One cataclysmic explosion of sparks Ideas fill my mind, with your spell-binding stare But fantasy is lost when those eyes drift elsewhere

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I struggled these months to write poetry in your name, Yet the moment you disappear, feelings rushed and writing came, I lay at night through torture, wondering how we got here, Succumbing myself through silly regrets, or fragile fears Truth is I am heartbroken, in a way not felt before, When the girl that you loved happens to live on next door, So forgive me for silence; it helps bring me peace, Time mends all pains, I will make this suffering cease And as your eyes torment my dreams, your laugh may be missing from all of these memes, Your care, done up hair, dead-on stare through me beams, And I appreciated every moment, as distant as I can seem. I do wish the best for you, you're someone who deserves all, But there's a reason they say that with love you must fall, I made the mistake of sinking for a softball star The lesson I've learned now is that they hit very hard, Thank you for being a one of a kind, And if we don't talk, I hope you don't mind, I'll get over you, another love I will find, Praise be to the girl, who once i'd call mine.

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Jan 15, 2017

Jan 15, 2017 at 2:18 PM UTC

Letter to Steve's Boss

I struggled these months to write poetry in your name, Yet the moment you disappear, feelings rushed and writing came, I lay at night through torture, wondering how we got here, Succumbing myself through silly regrets, or fragile fears Truth is I am heartbroken, in a way not felt before, When the girl that you loved happens to live on next door, So forgive me for silence; it helps bring me peace, Time mends all pains, I will make this suffering cease And as your eyes torment my dreams, your laugh may be missing from all of these memes, Your care, done up hair, dead-on stare through me beams, And I appreciated every moment, as distant as I can seem. I do wish the best for you, you're someone who deserves all, But there's a reason they say that with love you must fall, I made the mistake of sinking for a softball star The lesson I've learned now is that they hit very hard, Thank you for being a one of a kind, And if we don't talk, I hope you don't mind, I'll get over you, another love I will find, Praise be to the girl, who once i'd call mine.

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How do you love yourself? Here's a place I've found to start Take your dreams, ideas, worries, wrap them neatly into your heart, Package away with care, insert directly into your chest, Shoulder on armour, from any danger keep it apart. Carry yourself through school, stay weary of gold stars For teachers glares will tear, red pens cut deep becoming scars Hold through education; if you must, make it automation Discovering who you are, from Kindergarten to Registrars Hang on till graduation, receive that paper degree, Hunger for learning and self-awareness; ignore the loans and fees, Know that you know nothing, wipe your eyes and stand tall, The adult world calls, bring forth your reality

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Jan 11, 2017

Jan 11, 2017 at 10:21 PM UTC

Work in Progress

How do you love yourself? Here's a place I've found to start Take your dreams, ideas, worries, wrap them neatly into your heart, Package away with care, insert directly into your chest, Shoulder on armour, from any danger keep it apart. Carry yourself through school, stay weary of gold stars For teachers glares will tear, red pens cut deep becoming scars Hold through education; if you must, make it automation Discovering who you are, from Kindergarten to Registrars Hang on till graduation, receive that paper degree, Hunger for learning and self-awareness; ignore the loans and fees, Know that you know nothing, wipe your eyes and stand tall, The adult world calls, bring forth your reality

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So unexpected, guide me through your thought, As a scheme, so clean, has me under your charm Faceless beauty, her spirit leaves me caught, I'll dance along, darling, arm within arm Antique photos create vivid discourse, Formatted light brings man closer to muse, Letting robots paint, through unexplained force, Gifts of design, our sight shall not abuse To select one tint, I'd say Aurora, Like those hair colours painted emerald, mixed shades of turquoise, the cosmos' flora. Stumbled upon, speaks an angels herald Now, I pose, toward your curious mind What songs, or prose, keep stresses left behind? Appeared a riddle, Buried treasure teasing clues, Reveal your secrets -- Count the stars while counting your steps, my girl, Skipping careless upon the edge of the world, If you were to slip, in my arms you would curl, or lift me up to sit and watch the waves whirl Diving with diction, planned like mystery fiction, Gossip through senses, our voices breed intrigue, To some, this constriction, would be cause for friction But we're something special, within our own league Vast skies painted in pastels mesmerize, Warm sphere's embrace souls, leaving nothing to guess, Astonished, you leave me, how we synchronize, an unwonted psyche I dream to undress Mix Vagabond, Stadium Love, Get Jiggy, stirred with Colt 45, Spektor, and Kanye, One part, don't worry, Two parts, be happy, Pour upon the strawberry swings of coldplay. Such careful words, the tension's in this game, Would we break it, if I were to ask your name? Queen, rule just and pure, spark mischief behind barred doors, Toy soldiers, march forth -- Village folk decried such madness, those two, Vaulting barb wire fences, and shabby rusted Fords Vexing stray hippos, mired in the peacock's blue Vanishing across great plains, slick tundra, broad fjords Crooked cobblestones carve patience and plight Crazed concrete jungles echo no amnesty Captive Pigeons left captivated by flight Cheer on escapees who soar past reality Illusions of reflections spur pleasure, Incite subtle coaxing, come over for a bite, Impressed as may be, we care not spoil treasure Instead conspiring deeper, until it's...just right Blood ne'er shed freely, Exhaust all human power, Claim your Victory. -- Without a doubt, you've penned one of your greats, The way your words flow, how it illustrates, Fingers left speechless, your story asphyxiates, and to think, this is only one of your unimaginable traits, So I'll be the first to spoil the rhyme, I'm sure you'll learn to forgive me in time, But with an inbox cluttered with junk and grime, it's fast-coming apparent I'm chatting with a dime, Curious souls are we, so let's fill up the canvas Fingerpaint and oils; no drafting, sort-of planless, Maybe we could do with the other one's madness, so let me propose an idea; it shouldn't leave you anxious, Lets find an evening where your heart may be free, So that we may join together for a lovely cuppa' tea. Breaking news just in! Winter echos behind us, Spring forward once more.

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Nov 2, 2016

Nov 2, 2016 at 2:02 AM UTC

Letters to a Lighthouse

So unexpected, guide me through your thought, As a scheme, so clean, has me under your charm Faceless beauty, her spirit leaves me caught, I'll dance along, darling, arm within arm Antique photos create vivid discourse, Formatted light brings man closer to muse, Letting robots paint, through unexplained force, Gifts of design, our sight shall not abuse To select one tint, I'd say Aurora, Like those hair colours painted emerald, mixed shades of turquoise, the cosmos' flora. Stumbled upon, speaks an angels herald Now, I pose, toward your curious mind What songs, or prose, keep stresses left behind? Appeared a riddle, Buried treasure teasing clues, Reveal your secrets -- Count the stars while counting your steps, my girl, Skipping careless upon the edge of the world, If you were to slip, in my arms you would curl, or lift me up to sit and watch the waves whirl Diving with diction, planned like mystery fiction, Gossip through senses, our voices breed intrigue, To some, this constriction, would be cause for friction But we're something special, within our own league Vast skies painted in pastels mesmerize, Warm sphere's embrace souls, leaving nothing to guess, Astonished, you leave me, how we synchronize, an unwonted psyche I dream to undress Mix Vagabond, Stadium Love, Get Jiggy, stirred with Colt 45, Spektor, and Kanye, One part, don't worry, Two parts, be happy, Pour upon the strawberry swings of coldplay. Such careful words, the tension's in this game, Would we break it, if I were to ask your name? Queen, rule just and pure, spark mischief behind barred doors, Toy soldiers, march forth -- Village folk decried such madness, those two, Vaulting barb wire fences, and shabby rusted Fords Vexing stray hippos, mired in the peacock's blue Vanishing across great plains, slick tundra, broad fjords Crooked cobblestones carve patience and plight Crazed concrete jungles echo no amnesty Captive Pigeons left captivated by flight Cheer on escapees who soar past reality Illusions of reflections spur pleasure, Incite subtle coaxing, come over for a bite, Impressed as may be, we care not spoil treasure Instead conspiring deeper, until it's...just right Blood ne'er shed freely, Exhaust all human power, Claim your Victory. -- Without a doubt, you've penned one of your greats, The way your words flow, how it illustrates, Fingers left speechless, your story asphyxiates, and to think, this is only one of your unimaginable traits, So I'll be the first to spoil the rhyme, I'm sure you'll learn to forgive me in time, But with an inbox cluttered with junk and grime, it's fast-coming apparent I'm chatting with a dime, Curious souls are we, so let's fill up the canvas Fingerpaint and oils; no drafting, sort-of planless, Maybe we could do with the other one's madness, so let me propose an idea; it shouldn't leave you anxious, Lets find an evening where your heart may be free, So that we may join together for a lovely cuppa' tea. Breaking news just in! Winter echos behind us, Spring forward once more.

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News flash; Must dash. Alert Bulletin, Networks dial in Database updating, Query refreshing Analytics fluctuating, Hits, Clicks, Subscriptions Trending full swing, #Harbinge Attention demanding, bittersweet pinging, Swipe, select, open link, accept, my story I’ve made for you.

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Nov 17, 2015

Nov 17, 2015 at 12:32 AM UTC

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News flash; Must dash. Alert Bulletin, Networks dial in Database updating, Query refreshing Analytics fluctuating, Hits, Clicks, Subscriptions Trending full swing, #Harbinge Attention demanding, bittersweet pinging, Swipe, select, open link, accept, my story I’ve made for you.

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