jean-pierre - Hello Poetry

I am water I am no friend I am no foe I do not die I do not live They fear me they adore me in the same hearts of passion. I would not boost about my purity I will not rejoice bout my power. My deepest depths are dark and hidden who dare to go there or beyond. Consistency and balance though is not my virtue. I heed to a few laws to head my flow. It can not change learn them my princess then see me again and understand. Who am I to teach you seeing all your fury and might. I would wash and gently break down over time even the hardest of stone till all remains is powder And dust. I am naked they see through me they trust me enough to live in me. Sometimes even I bring death and life my methods always changing. They live because of me they die because of me I filled up many sees because of the tears they cried for the death I brought. They yearn for me and cry for me I don’t have to tell them anything their fathers learned from me all to be said in the beginning of ages before time. I am everywhere always changing and moving. My children are born in the morning due my fathers stand unmovable in north and south of the poles of this world. If you try and control me if you try to hold me make sure you have no cracks in the frame I love to serve you I love to embrace but the smallest of cracks causes me to break in with power and might who can then stand in my way My anger always dies down I always return to tranquility only to wait again in rivers of peace for my new master.

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Jul 7, 2017

Jul 7, 2017 at 5:23 AM UTC

If the ocean could speak

I am water I am no friend I am no foe I do not die I do not live They fear me they adore me in the same hearts of passion. I would not boost about my purity I will not rejoice bout my power. My deepest depths are dark and hidden who dare to go there or beyond. Consistency and balance though is not my virtue. I heed to a few laws to head my flow. It can not change learn them my princess then see me again and understand. Who am I to teach you seeing all your fury and might. I would wash and gently break down over time even the hardest of stone till all remains is powder And dust. I am naked they see through me they trust me enough to live in me. Sometimes even I bring death and life my methods always changing. They live because of me they die because of me I filled up many sees because of the tears they cried for the death I brought. They yearn for me and cry for me I don’t have to tell them anything their fathers learned from me all to be said in the beginning of ages before time. I am everywhere always changing and moving. My children are born in the morning due my fathers stand unmovable in north and south of the poles of this world. If you try and control me if you try to hold me make sure you have no cracks in the frame I love to serve you I love to embrace but the smallest of cracks causes me to break in with power and might who can then stand in my way My anger always dies down I always return to tranquility only to wait again in rivers of peace for my new master.

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Rhythms and rhymes descriptions and desires All embrace and entwined in Rhytmic motions celebrating creation Waiting When words become inadequate and time Stood still it could still not be the end Of my love for you I’ll wait for you on top of the mountain I’ll wait for you in the mids of the storm I’ll Wait for you till all days are full Maybe then you’ll know what I see in you Every moment that I wait for you makes me appreciate you More every moment I wait for you makes me value you more Every moment that I am away from you causes my love To mature, Waiting for drains all my strength Waiting for you dazels my mind could you show up in time. That we could be together forever for all to see Waiting for you Will it last a love that’s made in heaven Only when I could be with you we’ll see

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Jul 7, 2017

Jul 7, 2017 at 5:14 AM UTC

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Rhythms and rhymes descriptions and desires All embrace and entwined in Rhytmic motions celebrating creation Waiting When words become inadequate and time Stood still it could still not be the end Of my love for you I’ll wait for you on top of the mountain I’ll wait for you in the mids of the storm I’ll Wait for you till all days are full Maybe then you’ll know what I see in you Every moment that I wait for you makes me appreciate you More every moment I wait for you makes me value you more Every moment that I am away from you causes my love To mature, Waiting for drains all my strength Waiting for you dazels my mind could you show up in time. That we could be together forever for all to see Waiting for you Will it last a love that’s made in heaven Only when I could be with you we’ll see

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I am fire I move ahead I stand alone I am no friend I am no foe I can not die I would like to think They fear me and adore me from the same pool of thoughts. I am energy and purity I am power and consistency I represent balance and obscurity In my vengeance and fury I bring purity I purify and purge I am my own light Don’t make me fight. I am dressed in the most expensive array Clothed in the fairest and rarest of rare My train goes before me and behind me and all around me of which the end can not be seen neither the start. I am dressed in glory do not touch me in case you die and we become one. In my stand I am alone. All I touch turns to dust. I bring death I take it in me In me death is born again. New life is birthed from the death within. I sculpture and mold and in ashes alone I yearn to tell them the clay I use for my sculptures and art is made in tears. It can not be done other by the tears from a yearning soul. I am everywhere you did not know? Bring me close to death I enter your world through a spark a bolt from the sky the flick of a switch I arrive when I am called You have to learn don’t stand in my way I will exalt myself and you will die Don’t try to control me don’t contain me cause I will rise up in vengeance and fury I will break through in rage and passion

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Jul 7, 2017

Jul 7, 2017 at 5:12 AM UTC

The voice of a flame

I am fire I move ahead I stand alone I am no friend I am no foe I can not die I would like to think They fear me and adore me from the same pool of thoughts. I am energy and purity I am power and consistency I represent balance and obscurity In my vengeance and fury I bring purity I purify and purge I am my own light Don’t make me fight. I am dressed in the most expensive array Clothed in the fairest and rarest of rare My train goes before me and behind me and all around me of which the end can not be seen neither the start. I am dressed in glory do not touch me in case you die and we become one. In my stand I am alone. All I touch turns to dust. I bring death I take it in me In me death is born again. New life is birthed from the death within. I sculpture and mold and in ashes alone I yearn to tell them the clay I use for my sculptures and art is made in tears. It can not be done other by the tears from a yearning soul. I am everywhere you did not know? Bring me close to death I enter your world through a spark a bolt from the sky the flick of a switch I arrive when I am called You have to learn don’t stand in my way I will exalt myself and you will die Don’t try to control me don’t contain me cause I will rise up in vengeance and fury I will break through in rage and passion

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Rhythms and rhymes descriptions and desires all embraced and entwined in rhythmic motions celebrating creation.

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Jul 7, 2017

Jul 7, 2017 at 4:52 AM UTC

words

Rhythms and rhymes descriptions and desires all embraced and entwined in rhythmic motions celebrating creation.

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JP Pyper There's fire in my soul. From the heavens she flowed She betters my best. She bridles the beast. I feel her heat in every set I touch her flame in every rep. It burns It purges She leads me to perfection She enfolds me in her affection. I feel her fingers of fire Blaze through me As she trace each fiber And she sculpture every muscle carefully and patiently A never ending flame in her embrace As I raise the weights to touch her again and again. And I die to self each time we touch.

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Mar 2, 2017

Mar 2, 2017 at 11:43 AM UTC

Passion in the Gym

JP Pyper There's fire in my soul. From the heavens she flowed She betters my best. She bridles the beast. I feel her heat in every set I touch her flame in every rep. It burns It purges She leads me to perfection She enfolds me in her affection. I feel her fingers of fire Blaze through me As she trace each fiber And she sculpture every muscle carefully and patiently A never ending flame in her embrace As I raise the weights to touch her again and again. And I die to self each time we touch.

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