kimm-5 - Hello Poetry

Since when was being called a child an insult? Is a child so dumb and unknowing? Is a child not a sponge absorbing knowledge and experience? If I'm called childish, it seems more a compliment than an insult.

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Oct 28, 2014

Oct 28, 2014 at 12:25 AM UTC

Childish

Since when was being called a child an insult? Is a child so dumb and unknowing? Is a child not a sponge absorbing knowledge and experience? If I'm called childish, it seems more a compliment than an insult.

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Stroller parks Evil eyes Parents' barks Children cries Crowded places Gluttonous bites Staring faces Long-line rides Not coming back Till I know It won't be packed Like a sold out show.

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Dec 26, 2013

Dec 26, 2013 at 11:47 PM UTC

Disneyland Holiday Vacation 2013

Stroller parks Evil eyes Parents' barks Children cries Crowded places Gluttonous bites Staring faces Long-line rides Not coming back Till I know It won't be packed Like a sold out show.

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His hands lie resting avoidant, anxious like trapped dust on top of the shelf waiting to be swept His eyes turned away looking at the plaster wall as if the wall was his only companion in the room His smile is hidden from its owner scared of the punishment it may face His heart is overcomed by all the talking in brain, all the **** thinking like a disease His knees bends like a single corner of a shy square His whistles are often quiet but when frustrated they are balloons getting furiously poked by a needle His footprints are subtle small occupants of my mind, and he is my everything Yet if he would be in my heart, his square shyness would not fit in my round heart

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Dec 2, 2013

Dec 2, 2013 at 1:52 AM UTC

Square Shyness

His hands lie resting avoidant, anxious like trapped dust on top of the shelf waiting to be swept His eyes turned away looking at the plaster wall as if the wall was his only companion in the room His smile is hidden from its owner scared of the punishment it may face His heart is overcomed by all the talking in brain, all the **** thinking like a disease His knees bends like a single corner of a shy square His whistles are often quiet but when frustrated they are balloons getting furiously poked by a needle His footprints are subtle small occupants of my mind, and he is my everything Yet if he would be in my heart, his square shyness would not fit in my round heart

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makes total sense, to make no sense to make sense

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Sep 21, 2013

Sep 21, 2013 at 1:26 AM UTC

sense

makes total sense, to make no sense to make sense

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i am a being of chaos only tamed by the sound of euphony through these head phones, i am one. Complete, numb, distracted. Doesn’t feel wrong to indulge in my happiness, being in a crowd of strangers coming together to see one big show. Or indulging in CD’s and staying up late fighting off killer stress looking for more music to scavenge. Empty, hallow, and futile feelings, the piles of **** i can no longer carry becomes flushed. i would rather listen to pointless rambles of a song than tune in. An escape, a friend, apartofme.

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Sep 18, 2013

Sep 18, 2013 at 9:24 PM UTC

fine tuning

i am a being of chaos only tamed by the sound of euphony through these head phones, i am one. Complete, numb, distracted. Doesn’t feel wrong to indulge in my happiness, being in a crowd of strangers coming together to see one big show. Or indulging in CD’s and staying up late fighting off killer stress looking for more music to scavenge. Empty, hallow, and futile feelings, the piles of **** i can no longer carry becomes flushed. i would rather listen to pointless rambles of a song than tune in. An escape, a friend, apartofme.

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