elsiebw - Hello Poetry

i fear my footsteps...what if i am followed my shade...is it an ambush? my fingerprints...stranger in my house I just love the person i see in the mirrow now.

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Aug 26, 2016

Aug 26, 2016 at 11:00 AM UTC

Single lady(owner of a town house)

i fear my footsteps...what if i am followed my shade...is it an ambush? my fingerprints...stranger in my house I just love the person i see in the mirrow now.

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a lonely heat of a silent winter night a fight with my emotions emotions that explore habits that implore Infinite intelligence Physical world so difficult to understand BUT it is a LESSON I learnt to love and pursue truth

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Aug 5, 2016

Aug 5, 2016 at 12:29 PM UTC

Less on...

a lonely heat of a silent winter night a fight with my emotions emotions that explore habits that implore Infinite intelligence Physical world so difficult to understand BUT it is a LESSON I learnt to love and pursue truth

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eat me in darkness, in the light of a dying grass,of a lifeless blue sand,take me and make me beg for a silent violent storm throw me down like a bag of angry nuts,humble in hot *** in a hot -white winter, chew me like a greedy lion over lamb of a creepy camp without lame excuses,grind my toungue,stroke pull my friendly hair when my ******* are swollen Have no mercy,keep it messy,to yourself and Shhh, i'll pay the bill and the pill if you wanna prune if you wanna sprout I need a sound and a smell of A red rotten egg in a hard shell it smells good life and make me long for a ride a ride in a village where saints aint invited wanna mess up with the devil I see his marks,it sees my fading tatoo smell the good taste of a begging soul hit my lip, kiss a tik, make me smile the village i wanna visit, all **** and ***** shirts,red wine fine hardships ****** and swagger mixed up in a laundry where my heart sings with desire mess it up tear a little bit fear no messiah no priest or a preacher saint and a sin wear same shoe make a berry wish i'll give you every dish of a lonely naked girl in her balgy falling pants mess it up roll it out and aim for hell this is a feeling i have owned for a second longed for days wished for months it flashes my mind when my *** flushes kindness whu a u to make it holy who begs a preacher when a ride is evil just around the corner where my neighbour sees it better i freak and beat the seat before the blindman sees im weak someone to steal me, feast ON me, till i disappear in that neat ****

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Aug 5, 2016

Aug 5, 2016 at 12:09 PM UTC

feast with a lonely soul

eat me in darkness, in the light of a dying grass,of a lifeless blue sand,take me and make me beg for a silent violent storm throw me down like a bag of angry nuts,humble in hot *** in a hot -white winter, chew me like a greedy lion over lamb of a creepy camp without lame excuses,grind my toungue,stroke pull my friendly hair when my ******* are swollen Have no mercy,keep it messy,to yourself and Shhh, i'll pay the bill and the pill if you wanna prune if you wanna sprout I need a sound and a smell of A red rotten egg in a hard shell it smells good life and make me long for a ride a ride in a village where saints aint invited wanna mess up with the devil I see his marks,it sees my fading tatoo smell the good taste of a begging soul hit my lip, kiss a tik, make me smile the village i wanna visit, all **** and ***** shirts,red wine fine hardships ****** and swagger mixed up in a laundry where my heart sings with desire mess it up tear a little bit fear no messiah no priest or a preacher saint and a sin wear same shoe make a berry wish i'll give you every dish of a lonely naked girl in her balgy falling pants mess it up roll it out and aim for hell this is a feeling i have owned for a second longed for days wished for months it flashes my mind when my *** flushes kindness whu a u to make it holy who begs a preacher when a ride is evil just around the corner where my neighbour sees it better i freak and beat the seat before the blindman sees im weak someone to steal me, feast ON me, till i disappear in that neat ****

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I had those serendipitous moments With self-confidence growing up was almost non-existant. I doubted my abilities,had little faith in my potential Survived serious injuries,hospitalized many times...who am i? a noice of voice in my head... whispered carelessly without choice "if you could create your ideal life,what would you dare to dream ?" I began to dream i envisioned myself wearing a red business suit i created a clear visual picture of my new success i had a courage {im}possible dream said im possible i believed my (W)orth i trusted my (I)nsight (N)urtured myself needed a (G)oal devised a (S)trategy a dream preceds the goal

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Jul 12, 2016

Jul 12, 2016 at 11:06 AM UTC

Finding my Wings

I had those serendipitous moments With self-confidence growing up was almost non-existant. I doubted my abilities,had little faith in my potential Survived serious injuries,hospitalized many times...who am i? a noice of voice in my head... whispered carelessly without choice "if you could create your ideal life,what would you dare to dream ?" I began to dream i envisioned myself wearing a red business suit i created a clear visual picture of my new success i had a courage {im}possible dream said im possible i believed my (W)orth i trusted my (I)nsight (N)urtured myself needed a (G)oal devised a (S)trategy a dream preceds the goal

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Nobody seemed to care i chewed a bubble gum,a priest was preaching i ate banana in a st'k'ng bathroom i dried my hair whilst sweeming silent latitudes attitudes in multitudes very lonely longitudes monosylable answer Too many treasures in life so many pressures... made me wonder if anyone cares

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Jul 6, 2016

Jul 6, 2016 at 10:41 AM UTC

emptiness

Nobody seemed to care i chewed a bubble gum,a priest was preaching i ate banana in a st'k'ng bathroom i dried my hair whilst sweeming silent latitudes attitudes in multitudes very lonely longitudes monosylable answer Too many treasures in life so many pressures... made me wonder if anyone cares

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my life is an enjoyable ride because of you.

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Jul 5, 2016

Jul 5, 2016 at 11:22 AM UTC

daughters

my life is an enjoyable ride because of you.

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you can't live and me die you can't leave me with the dead I can't die and you live oh death...just can't leave you live with the living Die,die,die,die,die. die death,and leave me to live my life

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Jul 5, 2016

Jul 5, 2016 at 11:14 AM UTC

Death

you can't live and me die you can't leave me with the dead I can't die and you live oh death...just can't leave you live with the living Die,die,die,die,die. die death,and leave me to live my life

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I won't cry if i can't spell. I can't try to spell... Burial Denial Fatal crucial Serial Suicidal Accidental Prodigal at lease i can spell poetical

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Jun 30, 2016

Jun 30, 2016 at 12:26 PM UTC

P.O.E.T.I.C.A.L

I won't cry if i can't spell. I can't try to spell... Burial Denial Fatal crucial Serial Suicidal Accidental Prodigal at lease i can spell poetical

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Pretty Woman takes an effort Pleading woman makes no error Please woman don’t cause terror Just make a dull sun bright Ride in a red light to make it right Hide out from a corner without light Slide up the ladder without danger Pretty woman sees light in a tunnel She seeks a fine line to make it fine Pretty woman, tell bitter Betty to buy better butter Pretty woman,tell no gray gay guy to sell a gun. Look at the moon and shoot, find the broom and the book he took! Light Fight in a pretty bright night without fright will make a dull sun bright! You are a star but not a scar A hero not a zero pretty woman takes no bribe Ride with a bride without pride. Rise up woman and shine woman! Try and fly high up , the sky is the limit. Bloom like a rose Woman! Power of a flower in a lime light Higher,not lower Just Make a dull sun bright.

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Jun 29, 2016

Jun 29, 2016 at 10:49 AM UTC

Pretty woman

Pretty Woman takes an effort Pleading woman makes no error Please woman don’t cause terror Just make a dull sun bright Ride in a red light to make it right Hide out from a corner without light Slide up the ladder without danger Pretty woman sees light in a tunnel She seeks a fine line to make it fine Pretty woman, tell bitter Betty to buy better butter Pretty woman,tell no gray gay guy to sell a gun. Look at the moon and shoot, find the broom and the book he took! Light Fight in a pretty bright night without fright will make a dull sun bright! You are a star but not a scar A hero not a zero pretty woman takes no bribe Ride with a bride without pride. Rise up woman and shine woman! Try and fly high up , the sky is the limit. Bloom like a rose Woman! Power of a flower in a lime light Higher,not lower Just Make a dull sun bright.

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Where is the light in the night? Where is the lime light of the unfit? How is the shadow of the fit casted and fitted to the unfit? Who walks and talks with the disabled? Why stalk? Why crawl when you are abled? Can I sit? Can I fit? Where amongst the abled do I feel? Can I meet and greet the disabled? Can I fit my feet? Would you sleep,if I keep and feed the unfit for a week? Do you weep and wipe off tears of fear? Who hears my cries when my ear is broken? Who sees and feeds the sheep that wears black wool? Who makes money better,when honey tastes bitter? Where the heat goes when my seat is empty? Who cares and stares at the stars that share a night in a rain? Can you try and fly up the sky when everyone is bound and sounds wounded? Are you able to see the geese and its bleeding feet? Who eat flies with a sweet closed mouth? Am I able to fit in the shoe? Who circle the circles and squares rounded by circles? Who sheds black and white tears but fear grey bears? Who draws the hearts of love in a hut of law ? Which attitude draws long lines of latitude over lonely longitude? Who is abled to replace perfections that are misplaced by imperfections? Which angle tangles the angles of angels? Can I fit? Do I fit? Am I abled not disabled to fit in a shoe? Who is able to fit ?

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Jun 29, 2016

Jun 29, 2016 at 10:34 AM UTC

Fitting a shuu

Where is the light in the night? Where is the lime light of the unfit? How is the shadow of the fit casted and fitted to the unfit? Who walks and talks with the disabled? Why stalk? Why crawl when you are abled? Can I sit? Can I fit? Where amongst the abled do I feel? Can I meet and greet the disabled? Can I fit my feet? Would you sleep,if I keep and feed the unfit for a week? Do you weep and wipe off tears of fear? Who hears my cries when my ear is broken? Who sees and feeds the sheep that wears black wool? Who makes money better,when honey tastes bitter? Where the heat goes when my seat is empty? Who cares and stares at the stars that share a night in a rain? Can you try and fly up the sky when everyone is bound and sounds wounded? Are you able to see the geese and its bleeding feet? Who eat flies with a sweet closed mouth? Am I able to fit in the shoe? Who circle the circles and squares rounded by circles? Who sheds black and white tears but fear grey bears? Who draws the hearts of love in a hut of law ? Which attitude draws long lines of latitude over lonely longitude? Who is abled to replace perfections that are misplaced by imperfections? Which angle tangles the angles of angels? Can I fit? Do I fit? Am I abled not disabled to fit in a shoe? Who is able to fit ?

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