jenchi - Hello Poetry

A match with the slightest, indeliberate provoktion, wraths a sudden conflagration. The depth of words, found in hate and bitterness, disgustingly project with hope of hurt. Revenge is worst when once kind gestures turned to grudges are clinged, to be backfired. Enough has been enough. I'm not sorry anymore For you being insecure Show boating your nickles and dimes Pursuiting happiness through lines Hit your head while upside down When you come crashing from that cloud What is it you have left? Nobody left at your side Certainly not pride

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Mar 22, 2014

Mar 22, 2014 at 4:07 AM UTC

jenchi

Slow business

A match with the slightest, indeliberate provoktion, wraths a sudden conflagration. The depth of words, found in hate and bitterness, disgustingly project with hope of hurt. Revenge is worst when once kind gestures turned to grudges are clinged, to be backfired. Enough has been enough. I'm not sorry anymore For you being insecure Show boating your nickles and dimes Pursuiting happiness through lines Hit your head while upside down When you come crashing from that cloud What is it you have left? Nobody left at your side Certainly not pride

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The waves of your fingertips tracing around my back. Comforting sighs humming smiles nestled in your neck. Kisses upon kisses layered on your cheeks. Like Shakespeare in hamlet, "Sweets to my sweet." Crawling into bed, this scent is such a tease. Rolling over in my sleep. Snuggling blankets and sheets. I want you here. Keep my embrace when you leave. Return with interest. Ten fold if you'd please. Everything you give me is exactly what I need. Don't change a thing. Don't change anything. I'll give my love to the one I adore. I'll give my heart to you, mi amor. And so I say this, in the cheesiest way...I ask you to be my Valentine not on Valentines day?

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Feb 10, 2014

Feb 10, 2014 at 9:43 AM UTC

jenchi

Goosebumps on Butterflies

The waves of your fingertips tracing around my back. Comforting sighs humming smiles nestled in your neck. Kisses upon kisses layered on your cheeks. Like Shakespeare in hamlet, "Sweets to my sweet." Crawling into bed, this scent is such a tease. Rolling over in my sleep. Snuggling blankets and sheets. I want you here. Keep my embrace when you leave. Return with interest. Ten fold if you'd please. Everything you give me is exactly what I need. Don't change a thing. Don't change anything. I'll give my love to the one I adore. I'll give my heart to you, mi amor. And so I say this, in the cheesiest way...I ask you to be my Valentine not on Valentines day?

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What's hard about being honest? Let them know that it's a contest True love will only win the race Like the turtle at a slow pace Tell me how you really feel What's hard about being real? It's not about playing games Feelings have to be the same Not exactly but be true If perception is deceived by one Then step back and send them Elsewhere on their path Most want a character unfaked and pure But how can we be so sure? Think you found the "one" That it's not just for fun? If so, and that's what you want too By all means, you do you What's hard about this game we play? I don't really want to play What I want is genuine in existence I want solid ground I want intrinsic value in the flesh An undeniable flame Games put to rest

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Jan 23, 2014

Jan 23, 2014 at 2:28 AM UTC

jenchi

Do Away With Games

What's hard about being honest? Let them know that it's a contest True love will only win the race Like the turtle at a slow pace Tell me how you really feel What's hard about being real? It's not about playing games Feelings have to be the same Not exactly but be true If perception is deceived by one Then step back and send them Elsewhere on their path Most want a character unfaked and pure But how can we be so sure? Think you found the "one" That it's not just for fun? If so, and that's what you want too By all means, you do you What's hard about this game we play? I don't really want to play What I want is genuine in existence I want solid ground I want intrinsic value in the flesh An undeniable flame Games put to rest

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This is love never will it be but we are it through the ground and the trees. Our roots meet water that once was the sea flowing like loves floating in a comfortable breeze. The ocean is where my soul needs to be but just a taste teases me. Leaves me in wondering captivity. These branches reach out far and wide not enough, needs more skies. Waiting, waiting, anticipating. Designating, waiting waiting.....

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Jan 5, 2014

Jan 5, 2014 at 11:58 PM UTC

jenchi

Love Tree Tango

This is love never will it be but we are it through the ground and the trees. Our roots meet water that once was the sea flowing like loves floating in a comfortable breeze. The ocean is where my soul needs to be but just a taste teases me. Leaves me in wondering captivity. These branches reach out far and wide not enough, needs more skies. Waiting, waiting, anticipating. Designating, waiting waiting.....

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10/23/13 1:40am These butterflies keep me awake And to think that was just the first date Sweet souls wanting more Get out of this town and explore Nervousness calmed by smiles and laughter Could be the one I'd chase after. 7:57am 12/6/13 Chased a little bit, slipped in some ******** Don't care where, what, who your with Figured you out by the fifth Wouldn't talk to me, ya just hid If we make plans I'd hope you'd keep it An honest man wouldn't have too many secrets

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Dec 6, 2013

Dec 6, 2013 at 8:08 AM UTC

jenchi

A hopless romantic being romantically hopless

10/23/13 1:40am These butterflies keep me awake And to think that was just the first date Sweet souls wanting more Get out of this town and explore Nervousness calmed by smiles and laughter Could be the one I'd chase after. 7:57am 12/6/13 Chased a little bit, slipped in some ******** Don't care where, what, who your with Figured you out by the fifth Wouldn't talk to me, ya just hid If we make plans I'd hope you'd keep it An honest man wouldn't have too many secrets

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So what if you think I'm crazy No phase if you can't handle me I'm too honest for anybody's games "Jennaveve, is that..your real name?" No it's not, it's Jenny from the block Work two jobs always looking at the clock. If you want, I'd take a pit stop road trip. Anywhere but don't make it so quick. This is where I list off a bunch of places I'd rather be. Nothing different just different faces I'd rather see. Venice, California or Lanikai, Hawaii I write a lot but once n a while these trapped thoughts convey messages that ought to be taught. This rap is only half through. For a white girl it's kind of hard to do. Nahhh it's not being racist is inside of a box, it's closed, locked, sealed up tight. Only open minded people can see daylight in the night. "Or rides the night train all the way to the light"-said Mr. Ahmad I've learned that there may not be a God And that everyone has there quirky little flaws . But flaws are perfect to work with cause that's what's unique. Just speak the words though they come out bleak. Honesty filled with lies are more common than you think. But there is no truth, only what you live and see.

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Dec 3, 2013

Dec 3, 2013 at 11:29 PM UTC

jenchi

Seeing daylight in the night

So what if you think I'm crazy No phase if you can't handle me I'm too honest for anybody's games "Jennaveve, is that..your real name?" No it's not, it's Jenny from the block Work two jobs always looking at the clock. If you want, I'd take a pit stop road trip. Anywhere but don't make it so quick. This is where I list off a bunch of places I'd rather be. Nothing different just different faces I'd rather see. Venice, California or Lanikai, Hawaii I write a lot but once n a while these trapped thoughts convey messages that ought to be taught. This rap is only half through. For a white girl it's kind of hard to do. Nahhh it's not being racist is inside of a box, it's closed, locked, sealed up tight. Only open minded people can see daylight in the night. "Or rides the night train all the way to the light"-said Mr. Ahmad I've learned that there may not be a God And that everyone has there quirky little flaws . But flaws are perfect to work with cause that's what's unique. Just speak the words though they come out bleak. Honesty filled with lies are more common than you think. But there is no truth, only what you live and see.

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Really need to get some sleep My mind is not containing peace Listening to a lot but hearing nothing Eyes are heavy but no sleep Maybe it's the time of year Stress filled eyes come and leer Only 3x initial worth, "a steal" Reappear year after year Joy is something from the heart Tis the season from the start Of everyday we shall be blessed Not just December so compressed

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Nov 30, 2013

Nov 30, 2013 at 12:37 PM UTC

jenchi

Tis the season

Really need to get some sleep My mind is not containing peace Listening to a lot but hearing nothing Eyes are heavy but no sleep Maybe it's the time of year Stress filled eyes come and leer Only 3x initial worth, "a steal" Reappear year after year Joy is something from the heart Tis the season from the start Of everyday we shall be blessed Not just December so compressed

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These bangs make me look up Already make eye contact, like a boss Friend days "sup?" I say "wuddup?" I hear "go hard" What does that mean? Do your best Through what I see, It is keep on keeping calm And keep on singing songs. Whatever makes you happy Corny as **** whistle a tune Not give a **** or a **** Or a promise Viewed from your lips If that's what it is, **** Let's go skate, I'll meditate Everyday, against a current Staying strong and keeping along In the present day What do you all say? Fall asleep on a still ocean Wake up on a cloud Still dreaming Wake up on a star Almost there In the darkness Open my eyes and I finally see planets, galaxy around me Whatever makes you happy In your dreams and overcame fears. Never stopping 'til the heart is content, transpired peacefulness through energy. When sleeping, my hair is up above me If this is when I am free in the end... Hair cut? Thinking so, why not? Allow it to go because it'll be too hot to touch the shoulders Longing to be with the fresh palm trees, Fresh springs and great eat. Frizbees, mountains, deserts heat is where I need to be. Squishy feeling underneath my feet. and again more trees Keeping me on my way Trucking' along Singing more songs in the summer's rain Tap dancing and I'm gone. What is truth? That's an easy question Actually, that's in a different demention, with words spinning around it, like a universe. From chest, lips to ear, the hearer is not relating from the original scene. You "had to be there" moment is what's very keen to truth. The truth is inside of you. That means that you and I or me and you, don't know what its like, inside each others life. But here I am And there is you First site may be the end to some But judge not because I am just one "I am a Soul and Have a body" A wise man Gar, once said. I know we go on there is no end. Live life to the fullest If not Yolo was dead... Plenty of lives ahead To the top of a pyramid Of whatever we are A cookie crum lost in space The light of a burnt out star Anything is possible Dream among the starts Is said because we are the sky Our roots hold us down Pressing soil away Growing through the pain Rocks as anchors Til they are ripped away The once hurtful thing Getting in the way Grasping on and taking hold Foundation for home Up-rooted and move "It goes on" a poet once said So I say, look ahead. Life may be fast but it's not short Choose a path to walk, grow, learn,love, glow.

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Jun 15, 2013

Jun 15, 2013 at 3:22 AM UTC

jenchi

Rain

These bangs make me look up Already make eye contact, like a boss Friend days "sup?" I say "wuddup?" I hear "go hard" What does that mean? Do your best Through what I see, It is keep on keeping calm And keep on singing songs. Whatever makes you happy Corny as **** whistle a tune Not give a **** or a **** Or a promise Viewed from your lips If that's what it is, **** Let's go skate, I'll meditate Everyday, against a current Staying strong and keeping along In the present day What do you all say? Fall asleep on a still ocean Wake up on a cloud Still dreaming Wake up on a star Almost there In the darkness Open my eyes and I finally see planets, galaxy around me Whatever makes you happy In your dreams and overcame fears. Never stopping 'til the heart is content, transpired peacefulness through energy. When sleeping, my hair is up above me If this is when I am free in the end... Hair cut? Thinking so, why not? Allow it to go because it'll be too hot to touch the shoulders Longing to be with the fresh palm trees, Fresh springs and great eat. Frizbees, mountains, deserts heat is where I need to be. Squishy feeling underneath my feet. and again more trees Keeping me on my way Trucking' along Singing more songs in the summer's rain Tap dancing and I'm gone. What is truth? That's an easy question Actually, that's in a different demention, with words spinning around it, like a universe. From chest, lips to ear, the hearer is not relating from the original scene. You "had to be there" moment is what's very keen to truth. The truth is inside of you. That means that you and I or me and you, don't know what its like, inside each others life. But here I am And there is you First site may be the end to some But judge not because I am just one "I am a Soul and Have a body" A wise man Gar, once said. I know we go on there is no end. Live life to the fullest If not Yolo was dead... Plenty of lives ahead To the top of a pyramid Of whatever we are A cookie crum lost in space The light of a burnt out star Anything is possible Dream among the starts Is said because we are the sky Our roots hold us down Pressing soil away Growing through the pain Rocks as anchors Til they are ripped away The once hurtful thing Getting in the way Grasping on and taking hold Foundation for home Up-rooted and move "It goes on" a poet once said So I say, look ahead. Life may be fast but it's not short Choose a path to walk, grow, learn,love, glow.

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I don't have much to live for But I've got a life to live Not much money in my pocket But enough for a social drink Let me think Let me think I've got sneakers on my feet Good thoughts in my head Life is more than money Life is more than popularity Life is but a dream to live Let it be Let it be Let us live without the greed I've got more to live for These people that I meet Soulful, true and real This is what I live for The real deal Long road ahead Let it be, what it is Whatever that is. 9:41pm Jan 24th, 13

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Jan 24, 2013

Jan 24, 2013 at 9:40 PM UTC

jenchi

Whatever.

I don't have much to live for But I've got a life to live Not much money in my pocket But enough for a social drink Let me think Let me think I've got sneakers on my feet Good thoughts in my head Life is more than money Life is more than popularity Life is but a dream to live Let it be Let it be Let us live without the greed I've got more to live for These people that I meet Soulful, true and real This is what I live for The real deal Long road ahead Let it be, what it is Whatever that is. 9:41pm Jan 24th, 13

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Tear these walls rip them down Nothing left to be found Except for skies of brighter days The brilliance of it persuades Me to redeem myself From the burdens exile Don’t make a big promise And prove that you’re weak Make me a promise You promise to keep Something for my worries Something for my sleep Something for these dreams I have of finally being free Paint these walls bright and new Something resilient Paint a vision that requires truth Paint a wonderful work of art Paint something brilliant Comfortably content Paint this vision that I see Into something flying free Paint these hills into skies Ocean bound widened eyes Grow from a seed Extend vertically From a crack in concrete Stretching with relief

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Oct 23, 2012

Oct 23, 2012 at 11:29 PM UTC

jenchi

New Scenery

Tear these walls rip them down Nothing left to be found Except for skies of brighter days The brilliance of it persuades Me to redeem myself From the burdens exile Don’t make a big promise And prove that you’re weak Make me a promise You promise to keep Something for my worries Something for my sleep Something for these dreams I have of finally being free Paint these walls bright and new Something resilient Paint a vision that requires truth Paint a wonderful work of art Paint something brilliant Comfortably content Paint this vision that I see Into something flying free Paint these hills into skies Ocean bound widened eyes Grow from a seed Extend vertically From a crack in concrete Stretching with relief

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