kelly-miller - Hello Poetry

In a moment of time Your words birthed A vision inside of me To be human Yes it's quite strange.. But in our uniqueness We realise That we are all the same The phrase I love you Has a transitory tone It can either end or begin A chapter The storms of life, may grey our skies But you've taught us How to see The rainbows in our clouds Poets are encouraged to remember.. Words Are Things So all though you have stopped on The train ride called life You leave us lingering passengers With the courage to complete the journey With empowerment for the destination Your smile will last As the memoir of your legacy And we will press on For today and tomorrow With the mask removed

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Jul 6, 2014

Jul 6, 2014 at 8:06 PM UTC

Poem For Maya Angelou

In a moment of time Your words birthed A vision inside of me To be human Yes it's quite strange.. But in our uniqueness We realise That we are all the same The phrase I love you Has a transitory tone It can either end or begin A chapter The storms of life, may grey our skies But you've taught us How to see The rainbows in our clouds Poets are encouraged to remember.. Words Are Things So all though you have stopped on The train ride called life You leave us lingering passengers With the courage to complete the journey With empowerment for the destination Your smile will last As the memoir of your legacy And we will press on For today and tomorrow With the mask removed

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Stripped down to my core There I was, bare naked With bare naked emotions Exposed to the cold air It chilled my bones I couldn’t feel my skin Raw and soar was my soul within Exposed to the elements Exposed to reality I wanted out No, I wanted to cry It was like the world was waving goodbye As for that hopeful train I missed the ride I was numb, frozen Perhaps even blind Must have been in love Or just too kind Have you ever fell into a sea of oblivion Have you ever given up your wings To appear more human Have you ever felt so raw Like your core was ripped Have you ever felt Your heart being stripped

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Apr 23, 2014

Apr 23, 2014 at 12:58 AM UTC

Stripped

Stripped down to my core There I was, bare naked With bare naked emotions Exposed to the cold air It chilled my bones I couldn’t feel my skin Raw and soar was my soul within Exposed to the elements Exposed to reality I wanted out No, I wanted to cry It was like the world was waving goodbye As for that hopeful train I missed the ride I was numb, frozen Perhaps even blind Must have been in love Or just too kind Have you ever fell into a sea of oblivion Have you ever given up your wings To appear more human Have you ever felt so raw Like your core was ripped Have you ever felt Your heart being stripped

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Throughout the muddle of to and fro Our borrowed time, our come and go Our constant search for the quicker way Never owning the chance to seize the day Only at life’s halt, do we then discover The purpose of the quiet hour Time to shop, no time to stay Time to entertain, no time to pray Of doors to lock and belts to buckle Of errands to run, and babies to suckle No time to smell the roses scent Time quickly lost, time idly spent Forgotten I love you’s, a broken vow Speeding up won’t solve it now… In constant motion, on the go We say goodbye, before hello Addiction to speed, such a real provocateur Not worth being ill, or the Doctors bill later Yet there is time to figure this out To really know what life’s about For life is sweeter when you know What it means to honour slow

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Apr 23, 2014

Apr 23, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC

In Honour of Slow

Throughout the muddle of to and fro Our borrowed time, our come and go Our constant search for the quicker way Never owning the chance to seize the day Only at life’s halt, do we then discover The purpose of the quiet hour Time to shop, no time to stay Time to entertain, no time to pray Of doors to lock and belts to buckle Of errands to run, and babies to suckle No time to smell the roses scent Time quickly lost, time idly spent Forgotten I love you’s, a broken vow Speeding up won’t solve it now… In constant motion, on the go We say goodbye, before hello Addiction to speed, such a real provocateur Not worth being ill, or the Doctors bill later Yet there is time to figure this out To really know what life’s about For life is sweeter when you know What it means to honour slow

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Goodbye to the past I watch your hands waving While my heart's ship sails safely Across the big wide blue Goodbye pouting rainclouds I watch you cry somberly for me Good bye little shadows I cannot stick around A glistening sun comes To say Hello

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Apr 22, 2014

Apr 22, 2014 at 4:01 PM UTC

Goodbyes

Goodbye to the past I watch your hands waving While my heart's ship sails safely Across the big wide blue Goodbye pouting rainclouds I watch you cry somberly for me Good bye little shadows I cannot stick around A glistening sun comes To say Hello

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Give me a moment before the beat drops and we hip hop Give me a moment back in time... Give me a moment--before poets needed mic stands When God was worshipped over rock n roll bands Give me a moment where the world was once yours and it was once mine Cause I'm needin a moment --A moment in time Give me a moment-- where the only light was the sun When there was no imitation gods, just the true living One Give me a moment-- before cliches and celebrated pop stars Before labels on people instead of labels on jars Give me a moment--when there was no need for King and Queen, When two peple worshipped one supreme being Give me a moment -- of way back then How we would live, to start over again Give me a moment when nature sang its song And you could just listen to it all day long.. So I pause.. Cause I'm needin a moment to put me into focus Cause this world done lost its mind So please, give me a moment A moment in time

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Apr 18, 2014

Apr 18, 2014 at 10:33 PM UTC

Give Me A Moment

Give me a moment before the beat drops and we hip hop Give me a moment back in time... Give me a moment--before poets needed mic stands When God was worshipped over rock n roll bands Give me a moment where the world was once yours and it was once mine Cause I'm needin a moment --A moment in time Give me a moment-- where the only light was the sun When there was no imitation gods, just the true living One Give me a moment-- before cliches and celebrated pop stars Before labels on people instead of labels on jars Give me a moment--when there was no need for King and Queen, When two peple worshipped one supreme being Give me a moment -- of way back then How we would live, to start over again Give me a moment when nature sang its song And you could just listen to it all day long.. So I pause.. Cause I'm needin a moment to put me into focus Cause this world done lost its mind So please, give me a moment A moment in time

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It’s hard to be human in a world that rejects the concept of humanity. We meet hostility before humility. We fight over space, before we create it. How many boxes can human minds create before we suffocate, cease to exist? How does one perceive higher intelligence? There is no measurement, For intelligence is acceptance… Accepting the things we cannot change, For after all we are human. Who is your maker? We made ourselves, so they say. So why can’t we change ourselves? Why can’t the Deepak’s and the Oprah’s deal with the deep matters of the mind. Still trying, defining, living our nearsighted visions Falling haplessly into hyper realities We enjoy short lived tales on the backs of constructed fallacies Those who have eyes? Why can’t they see? History is alive, when I live it inside of me Yet there is still a "rock a tree and a river" Maya Angelou It is possible, they teach us more than we wish to discern. We are a fortunate species, not robots. We can sit for years contemplating the obvious. We can ask for answers when there already provided. We can keep fighting the things we won’t win We can still try to be ruler while we are being ruled And still question humanity when we are human. We could carefully plan or courses. Peregrinate upon rich soil that we never laid. Drink water from those rivers that we never made. See beauty in things we didn’t design Take fruits of the field, and make ourselves wine. To be human, then, is quite strange And if you never listened, never heard, never cried Never seen, never thought, never tasted, Never felt, Then perhaps you are not.

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Mar 24, 2014

Mar 24, 2014 at 12:38 PM UTC

Humanity

It’s hard to be human in a world that rejects the concept of humanity. We meet hostility before humility. We fight over space, before we create it. How many boxes can human minds create before we suffocate, cease to exist? How does one perceive higher intelligence? There is no measurement, For intelligence is acceptance… Accepting the things we cannot change, For after all we are human. Who is your maker? We made ourselves, so they say. So why can’t we change ourselves? Why can’t the Deepak’s and the Oprah’s deal with the deep matters of the mind. Still trying, defining, living our nearsighted visions Falling haplessly into hyper realities We enjoy short lived tales on the backs of constructed fallacies Those who have eyes? Why can’t they see? History is alive, when I live it inside of me Yet there is still a "rock a tree and a river" Maya Angelou It is possible, they teach us more than we wish to discern. We are a fortunate species, not robots. We can sit for years contemplating the obvious. We can ask for answers when there already provided. We can keep fighting the things we won’t win We can still try to be ruler while we are being ruled And still question humanity when we are human. We could carefully plan or courses. Peregrinate upon rich soil that we never laid. Drink water from those rivers that we never made. See beauty in things we didn’t design Take fruits of the field, and make ourselves wine. To be human, then, is quite strange And if you never listened, never heard, never cried Never seen, never thought, never tasted, Never felt, Then perhaps you are not.

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