cheyennelacie - Hello Poetry

what intense feelings we have for beauty lust jealousy deceit they all wange strongly in the hearts of the weak very few times does the human brain collect its thoughts beyond the physical and perhaps that is our greatest folly. To never truly love beyond what our eyes can see to never truly love what our hearts concede. For if not intellect what can sustain such an emotion for physicality of plight can only endure for so long. And yet the remembrance of youthful wit lasts in our brains much longer than a fashioned glance ever could remain in our hearts.

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Aug 6, 2019

Aug 6, 2019 at 6:33 PM UTC

cheyennelacie

simple pleasures

what intense feelings we have for beauty lust jealousy deceit they all wange strongly in the hearts of the weak very few times does the human brain collect its thoughts beyond the physical and perhaps that is our greatest folly. To never truly love beyond what our eyes can see to never truly love what our hearts concede. For if not intellect what can sustain such an emotion for physicality of plight can only endure for so long. And yet the remembrance of youthful wit lasts in our brains much longer than a fashioned glance ever could remain in our hearts.

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Apr 20, 2019

Apr 20, 2019 at 6:56 PM UTC

cheyennelacie

#1

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Dear Baby Brother, When I look at you, I see a beautiful boy. I see a boy with bright blue eyes, rugged brown hair that covers an intense mind and a body so small you look as though you could snap in two with a lift of a hand. Although, you hate it when people call you small because you’re in middle school now and you are becoming a man. But the point is: when I look at you in the quickest of glances I see a boy with a passion for video games and building trinkets. From toy guns to robotic hands you always had a knack for creating. God! How you always loved those little things you built. You should be proud, they only begin to show your intellect. And this is my next point, I love talking to you. When I talk to you I hear of your dreams of MIT and work as an inventor, or an engineer,or a pioneer for the future. But baby brother I know he tells you to quit at your dreams because he said the same to me. He tells you go to LCCC, become a mechanic because it is close to what you like, but not really. Baby Brother, never forget the pure joy you feel every time you curate a new gadget or beat a level at one of those silly games. And ALWAYS remember that you are: so, much, more. If there is one thing of me I wish for you to remember it is: to always show love. I know that with your mind you also have a heart, and I hope you follow it, never lose it. I know how harsh he can be, with a tongue almost as strong as his actions, everything cuts like knives. But while those daggers fly towards you, know your heart and love will protect you, even when I can’t. Remember the feeling of unconditional love, and the way it stays with you even when it is hard for you to catch your breath. I Love You, Your Big Sister.

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Jan 4, 2019

Jan 4, 2019 at 8:08 PM UTC

cheyennelacie

Baby Brother

Dear Baby Brother, When I look at you, I see a beautiful boy. I see a boy with bright blue eyes, rugged brown hair that covers an intense mind and a body so small you look as though you could snap in two with a lift of a hand. Although, you hate it when people call you small because you’re in middle school now and you are becoming a man. But the point is: when I look at you in the quickest of glances I see a boy with a passion for video games and building trinkets. From toy guns to robotic hands you always had a knack for creating. God! How you always loved those little things you built. You should be proud, they only begin to show your intellect. And this is my next point, I love talking to you. When I talk to you I hear of your dreams of MIT and work as an inventor, or an engineer,or a pioneer for the future. But baby brother I know he tells you to quit at your dreams because he said the same to me. He tells you go to LCCC, become a mechanic because it is close to what you like, but not really. Baby Brother, never forget the pure joy you feel every time you curate a new gadget or beat a level at one of those silly games. And ALWAYS remember that you are: so, much, more. If there is one thing of me I wish for you to remember it is: to always show love. I know that with your mind you also have a heart, and I hope you follow it, never lose it. I know how harsh he can be, with a tongue almost as strong as his actions, everything cuts like knives. But while those daggers fly towards you, know your heart and love will protect you, even when I can’t. Remember the feeling of unconditional love, and the way it stays with you even when it is hard for you to catch your breath. I Love You, Your Big Sister.

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write me letters, one with every letter known to man, write me one for each day my hand is not in yours, write to me of your thoughts and feelings of hardships and triumphs, along with everything in between, and in return receive mine each dedicated especially to you, detailing the delicate intricacies of the way you make me feel and my remembrance of the summer's breeze paired with the cool ocean air and the way your hair laid so gently, visit me in my dreams and drop sweet kisses down upon my lips allow for every moment you were in my arms to be cherished and every moment apart be envious of the times you were next to me.

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Nov 26, 2018

Nov 26, 2018 at 11:00 PM UTC

cheyennelacie

Unrequited

write me letters, one with every letter known to man, write me one for each day my hand is not in yours, write to me of your thoughts and feelings of hardships and triumphs, along with everything in between, and in return receive mine each dedicated especially to you, detailing the delicate intricacies of the way you make me feel and my remembrance of the summer's breeze paired with the cool ocean air and the way your hair laid so gently, visit me in my dreams and drop sweet kisses down upon my lips allow for every moment you were in my arms to be cherished and every moment apart be envious of the times you were next to me.

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Maybe one day I’ll write you a book Something about what everything is about I won’t file it down like the rest of the world. No my book will have all of the rough edges that life has. The edges that’ll cut you if you don’t watch Why not soften it up? Because then it wouldn’t be real It would just be a fantasy. And the last time I checked Life doesn't come with any Safety precautions. Instead life comes raw. So my book to you will be equally undercooked. Because I love you enough not to lie. My only hope is that you can enjoy my gift to you. As much as the meal its self.

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Oct 9, 2018

Oct 9, 2018 at 9:29 PM UTC

cheyennelacie

Raw

Maybe one day I’ll write you a book Something about what everything is about I won’t file it down like the rest of the world. No my book will have all of the rough edges that life has. The edges that’ll cut you if you don’t watch Why not soften it up? Because then it wouldn’t be real It would just be a fantasy. And the last time I checked Life doesn't come with any Safety precautions. Instead life comes raw. So my book to you will be equally undercooked. Because I love you enough not to lie. My only hope is that you can enjoy my gift to you. As much as the meal its self.

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