john-f-pinto - Hello Poetry

I walk a tightrope and its a fine one Between genius and insanity Seeing connections even when there are none God, I hope I don't fall.

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Dec 23, 2015

Dec 23, 2015 at 2:30 PM UTC

The Fine Line

I walk a tightrope and its a fine one Between genius and insanity Seeing connections even when there are none God, I hope I don't fall.

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From the smell in your eye And the look of your perfume I assume you'll turn my room, And sense, upside down and inside out.

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Jun 3, 2014

Jun 3, 2014 at 3:56 AM UTC

Synesthesia

From the smell in your eye And the look of your perfume I assume you'll turn my room, And sense, upside down and inside out.

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Sometimes brilliance is a broken light Flashing on and off of it's own accord. Blinding and flickering in synchrony. Sometimes brilliance is a fickle ***** Flipping the switch of discord ****** I lost it. Oh the irony. See, sometimes we're inspired And sometimes we're not. You can tell the difference by a lot Of instances in which brilliance fades Like when you need the Ace of Spades For that beautiful royal flush But you've got a full house of mush and gush so you hush and blush at every word and signal thrown your way because at the end of the day all you are is summed up in the words you didn't say to those around you. The people you've lifted and the people you let fall, count it up, count it all. All the times brilliance failed and all the times you've prevailed are more than just a flickering light. They are your guide and they are your sight. Embrace them while you can for they just might be extinguished at the end of the night.

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May 29, 2014

May 29, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC

Consistency Would Be Nice

Sometimes brilliance is a broken light Flashing on and off of it's own accord. Blinding and flickering in synchrony. Sometimes brilliance is a fickle ***** Flipping the switch of discord ****** I lost it. Oh the irony. See, sometimes we're inspired And sometimes we're not. You can tell the difference by a lot Of instances in which brilliance fades Like when you need the Ace of Spades For that beautiful royal flush But you've got a full house of mush and gush so you hush and blush at every word and signal thrown your way because at the end of the day all you are is summed up in the words you didn't say to those around you. The people you've lifted and the people you let fall, count it up, count it all. All the times brilliance failed and all the times you've prevailed are more than just a flickering light. They are your guide and they are your sight. Embrace them while you can for they just might be extinguished at the end of the night.

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As I sit, I stare At the lake before me. In peace, without a care I can think clearly. A green fir, rooted strong Parallel across the lake I have known it my life long Never once thought it to be at stake. The tree took root, Simultaneous to me I never ventured off route And neither did he. One, Five, Ten, and Eighteen We matured, or so we thought Together we’d careen Into ideas and what we’d been taught. Then wires, as if grown, Creeped out of my tree Threads, thin and tight, were sown Reaching out to me. “Pull!”, and like a bride’s gown Down came my tree I watched it topple down As I left for University.

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May 21, 2014

May 21, 2014 at 1:55 AM UTC

A Leafy Mess

As I sit, I stare At the lake before me. In peace, without a care I can think clearly. A green fir, rooted strong Parallel across the lake I have known it my life long Never once thought it to be at stake. The tree took root, Simultaneous to me I never ventured off route And neither did he. One, Five, Ten, and Eighteen We matured, or so we thought Together we’d careen Into ideas and what we’d been taught. Then wires, as if grown, Creeped out of my tree Threads, thin and tight, were sown Reaching out to me. “Pull!”, and like a bride’s gown Down came my tree I watched it topple down As I left for University.

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An Anchor Is among one of the BEST Things to be. You will sink and no one will see, You anchor them right where they need to be.

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Feb 26, 2014

Feb 26, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC

An Anchor (Revised)

An Anchor Is among one of the BEST Things to be. You will sink and no one will see, You anchor them right where they need to be.

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There is not a drop of humanity Left in me. There is not a drop of sanity Left in me. There is not a drop of brilliance Left in me. There is not a drop of resilience Left in me. There is not a drop of will Left in me. There is not a drop of skill Left in me. Drip. Drop. It. All. Falls. Out. Every word from my mouth drips out Every syllable a new drop in my round about Story. And that's all it is. A story, a fabrication, a hallucination, A lie.

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Jan 23, 2014

Jan 23, 2014 at 4:28 PM UTC

Water Torture

There is not a drop of humanity Left in me. There is not a drop of sanity Left in me. There is not a drop of brilliance Left in me. There is not a drop of resilience Left in me. There is not a drop of will Left in me. There is not a drop of skill Left in me. Drip. Drop. It. All. Falls. Out. Every word from my mouth drips out Every syllable a new drop in my round about Story. And that's all it is. A story, a fabrication, a hallucination, A lie.

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Sometimes I catch myself Thinking about things that aren't, Nor could ever be Actualities unwarranted: Things uncentered Things unseen Things undone, If you know what I mean. Movies reeling constant But only in my mind's eye So you play the parts And it would be my Honor to catch you Thinking the same Daydream. Only, You have the script.. And I hope it's not a game. Sometimes I catch myself Thinking the oddest things. What if's and why not's Barge into my clarity and stings The beautiful scene I observe in you. Simply: You paint me a picture, I'll sing you a song. You kiss me, I'll hold you And we'll right all the wrong.

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Jan 6, 2014

Jan 6, 2014 at 1:47 AM UTC

Catch a Movie? I Wrote One For You.

Sometimes I catch myself Thinking about things that aren't, Nor could ever be Actualities unwarranted: Things uncentered Things unseen Things undone, If you know what I mean. Movies reeling constant But only in my mind's eye So you play the parts And it would be my Honor to catch you Thinking the same Daydream. Only, You have the script.. And I hope it's not a game. Sometimes I catch myself Thinking the oddest things. What if's and why not's Barge into my clarity and stings The beautiful scene I observe in you. Simply: You paint me a picture, I'll sing you a song. You kiss me, I'll hold you And we'll right all the wrong.

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I'm dying from the cancer that you breathe into my lungs; Lies and love like cigarets on a tortured tongue.

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Dec 22, 2013

Dec 22, 2013 at 2:52 PM UTC

Love Burns

I'm dying from the cancer that you breathe into my lungs; Lies and love like cigarets on a tortured tongue.

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Seriously? Positive? You’ve got to be joking me. Optimism at it’s finest could only be realism at it’s worst. Mesmerized by this thought, enchanted by it’s cold hard consistency Enthralled was I to mock “positive”, and keep my lips pursed. Then it hit me. No, it literally hit me. If I just pound this podium a few times Maybe I’ll channel some of doc’s “positivity” pound podium Ehh, guess that wasn’t a symptom; merely a sign So what is this “battle plan”, and who really cares about mine? I’ll tell you who, and it Took until now for me to understand Simply smiling is like positive quicksand Little did I know, nor did I comprehend Even the tiniest grin is a god-send The mirror first, then a friend Tomorrow is uncertain, so I recommend Investing one in the nearest stranger Never underestimate the smile, this game changer Gets some through the day Give the gift of smiles Others need this Holiday. Overall, there’s not even a word you need to say For a smile is universal in every way. This was the goal Here was my contribution to this positive revolution: Enlighten another soul. The mirrors we look at every sunrise Hair tangled, bags beneath the eyes Internally determining how much this day is going to **** (sighs) Now, hit rewind and you might be surprised Getting off to a good start is simply devised: Smile your warmest, stupidest, squintiest smile: regardless of its size There is the secret ingredient in the positive pie Having your hearty morning smile, with eggs on the sunny side And this idea I vehemently used to deny Thinking, “smile? In the morning? I’d rather die.” Heath Ledger once said “Why. So. Serious?” Ehh, he had a point! Life can be a joke, especially when we’re delirious Put the pout to the side, don’t be so furious Unconditionally accept we all have ups and downs Smile like an idiot, because aren’t the sounds Involved with that deep, tear jerking laughter just Ninety nine times better than a good morning grunt? All I had to do was send a Little smile in someone’s direction Lift their spirits, make a connection This is who cared about my “battle plan” Hell, who knows? Maybe I even saved a man. Ego aside, let’s do the best we can With others, we can do our best to understand Right from wrongs done, our own personal brand Of happiness, that like flames needs to be fanned Nothing is like that morning smile witnessed firsthand Give that gift away, make it look easy and unplanned Why? Because the unexpected gifts are the best And to this I do attest Yes, we have all been truly blessed: Smile at each other and forget all the rest. I smiled at those who passed, regardless of popular or outcast, and how I’ve seen a change. Doors have opened to relationships and thoughts I never conceived possible for a realist like me, I really was blind but now I see how powerful is this “positivity”. How much have we all grown? These seeds we’ve sown from you, to you, to you, to me, to that kid who sits by himself, to that girl who spilled her iced tea,: these are all the connections we’ve made, and there are more that would and could be if we only smile, say hello (or if we’re really brave) would you go out with me? The morning smile is the first step towards a “yes”, this is my guarantee. A smile is like a master key to all bliss (aaannnnddd maybe even a kiss ;)). Just like a great slam poet once said: “If you’ve got this (head), then you follow this (heart), and if someone ever tries to judge you, you give them this (smile)”.

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Dec 3, 2013

Dec 3, 2013 at 10:48 AM UTC

Killin' 'Em With Kindness

Seriously? Positive? You’ve got to be joking me. Optimism at it’s finest could only be realism at it’s worst. Mesmerized by this thought, enchanted by it’s cold hard consistency Enthralled was I to mock “positive”, and keep my lips pursed. Then it hit me. No, it literally hit me. If I just pound this podium a few times Maybe I’ll channel some of doc’s “positivity” pound podium Ehh, guess that wasn’t a symptom; merely a sign So what is this “battle plan”, and who really cares about mine? I’ll tell you who, and it Took until now for me to understand Simply smiling is like positive quicksand Little did I know, nor did I comprehend Even the tiniest grin is a god-send The mirror first, then a friend Tomorrow is uncertain, so I recommend Investing one in the nearest stranger Never underestimate the smile, this game changer Gets some through the day Give the gift of smiles Others need this Holiday. Overall, there’s not even a word you need to say For a smile is universal in every way. This was the goal Here was my contribution to this positive revolution: Enlighten another soul. The mirrors we look at every sunrise Hair tangled, bags beneath the eyes Internally determining how much this day is going to **** (sighs) Now, hit rewind and you might be surprised Getting off to a good start is simply devised: Smile your warmest, stupidest, squintiest smile: regardless of its size There is the secret ingredient in the positive pie Having your hearty morning smile, with eggs on the sunny side And this idea I vehemently used to deny Thinking, “smile? In the morning? I’d rather die.” Heath Ledger once said “Why. So. Serious?” Ehh, he had a point! Life can be a joke, especially when we’re delirious Put the pout to the side, don’t be so furious Unconditionally accept we all have ups and downs Smile like an idiot, because aren’t the sounds Involved with that deep, tear jerking laughter just Ninety nine times better than a good morning grunt? All I had to do was send a Little smile in someone’s direction Lift their spirits, make a connection This is who cared about my “battle plan” Hell, who knows? Maybe I even saved a man. Ego aside, let’s do the best we can With others, we can do our best to understand Right from wrongs done, our own personal brand Of happiness, that like flames needs to be fanned Nothing is like that morning smile witnessed firsthand Give that gift away, make it look easy and unplanned Why? Because the unexpected gifts are the best And to this I do attest Yes, we have all been truly blessed: Smile at each other and forget all the rest. I smiled at those who passed, regardless of popular or outcast, and how I’ve seen a change. Doors have opened to relationships and thoughts I never conceived possible for a realist like me, I really was blind but now I see how powerful is this “positivity”. How much have we all grown? These seeds we’ve sown from you, to you, to you, to me, to that kid who sits by himself, to that girl who spilled her iced tea,: these are all the connections we’ve made, and there are more that would and could be if we only smile, say hello (or if we’re really brave) would you go out with me? The morning smile is the first step towards a “yes”, this is my guarantee. A smile is like a master key to all bliss (aaannnnddd maybe even a kiss ;)). Just like a great slam poet once said: “If you’ve got this (head), then you follow this (heart), and if someone ever tries to judge you, you give them this (smile)”.

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We all question our sanity, Or insanity, for that matter Moments of blankness, staring into Eternity and wondering "who am I", Not "who have I become?" After brief concentration our Response rapidly Evolves, and then some- Thing clicks. Heels on the floor Enticing me to succumb. Diverting my attention, Effortlessly thwarting Another perfectly good Thought that was pre- Heated, only partially done. Out of the frying pan and into the Fire tends to be a rule of thumb Maybe this last time, Eternity won.

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Sep 8, 2013

Sep 8, 2013 at 8:51 PM UTC

The Day I Ran Out of My Own Head

We all question our sanity, Or insanity, for that matter Moments of blankness, staring into Eternity and wondering "who am I", Not "who have I become?" After brief concentration our Response rapidly Evolves, and then some- Thing clicks. Heels on the floor Enticing me to succumb. Diverting my attention, Effortlessly thwarting Another perfectly good Thought that was pre- Heated, only partially done. Out of the frying pan and into the Fire tends to be a rule of thumb Maybe this last time, Eternity won.

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