marissa0793 - Hello Poetry

The grass against our skin, We look at the clouds, and feel the wind Behind those clouds, just in our gaze A Strawberry Sunset is set ablaze As quick as the day began, Mother nature has a different plan The Strawberry red, turns to grey As more clouds roll in, ruining the day We look at eachother, racing down the hill Was this date worth it, or was this God’s Will? As the rain comes settling in, We sit together, and you start to grin. I apologize, for the weather outside. But you say to have no worries, because I’m by your side.

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Sep 21, 2020

Sep 21, 2020 at 3:50 AM UTC

Strawberry Sunset

The grass against our skin, We look at the clouds, and feel the wind Behind those clouds, just in our gaze A Strawberry Sunset is set ablaze As quick as the day began, Mother nature has a different plan The Strawberry red, turns to grey As more clouds roll in, ruining the day We look at eachother, racing down the hill Was this date worth it, or was this God’s Will? As the rain comes settling in, We sit together, and you start to grin. I apologize, for the weather outside. But you say to have no worries, because I’m by your side.

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Beauty is subjective, yes, But something is beautiful about you. I find his laugh charming. I find her eyes breathtaking. What about me? Why can’t I take that same practice, And preach it to myself? Sure, beauty is found within. But what’s the point in that, If in the end you still hate your looks. We worry so much about others beauty That we can never focus on our own. Find something about yourself that is beautiful Each day, for a week. How much will that change your mind?

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Sep 21, 2020

Sep 21, 2020 at 3:45 AM UTC

What is Beauty?

Beauty is subjective, yes, But something is beautiful about you. I find his laugh charming. I find her eyes breathtaking. What about me? Why can’t I take that same practice, And preach it to myself? Sure, beauty is found within. But what’s the point in that, If in the end you still hate your looks. We worry so much about others beauty That we can never focus on our own. Find something about yourself that is beautiful Each day, for a week. How much will that change your mind?

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I’m just like you. And you are just like me. How the **** Aren’t we meant to be? I like you I’m not so sure If you like me as well But boy, you got me on your lure. Dragged along By your fishing line Wondering and waiting When I can make you mine.

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Sep 18, 2020

Sep 18, 2020 at 2:11 AM UTC

Fishing for Feelings

I’m just like you. And you are just like me. How the **** Aren’t we meant to be? I like you I’m not so sure If you like me as well But boy, you got me on your lure. Dragged along By your fishing line Wondering and waiting When I can make you mine.

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So there’s this boy.. So there’s this girl.. He is such a sweetheart! Her smile brightens up my day. He is really funny. She laughs at my horrible jokes. And his eyes are brown, like bark on trees. She always seems to get lost in my eyes. He likes everything I like! She actually likes things I like. Who am I kidding What am I even thinking? He is just.. She is just.. Too good for me.

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Oct 15, 2017

Oct 15, 2017 at 11:49 PM UTC

Too Good

So there’s this boy.. So there’s this girl.. He is such a sweetheart! Her smile brightens up my day. He is really funny. She laughs at my horrible jokes. And his eyes are brown, like bark on trees. She always seems to get lost in my eyes. He likes everything I like! She actually likes things I like. Who am I kidding What am I even thinking? He is just.. She is just.. Too good for me.

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Toes in the sand Hermit ***** scooting by, Afraid to come out of its shell The tide comes in Burying the hermit ***** in its presence The wind shaking each palm tree I look out to the ocean The water crashing on the shore It first screams at me Then it calms The screams turn to whispers The wind stops howling Peace.

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Oct 15, 2017

Oct 15, 2017 at 7:02 PM UTC

Ocean

Toes in the sand Hermit ***** scooting by, Afraid to come out of its shell The tide comes in Burying the hermit ***** in its presence The wind shaking each palm tree I look out to the ocean The water crashing on the shore It first screams at me Then it calms The screams turn to whispers The wind stops howling Peace.

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Writing is the key To the heart Not only others hearts By letters and love notes But to your own By spilling out everything All the way to your fingertips

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Oct 7, 2017

Oct 7, 2017 at 7:12 PM UTC

Writing

Writing is the key To the heart Not only others hearts By letters and love notes But to your own By spilling out everything All the way to your fingertips

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I asked once “Why did dad die young” And I got this answer “God wanted more angels” Here’s the catch He was Buddhist I’ve wonder that for years now What is the afterlife? If there was heaven, Did the people who didn’t believe Get in heaven? Or are they doomed For the eternal flames? I wonder some strange things I guess you have to wonder To get answers.

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Oct 6, 2017

Oct 6, 2017 at 11:07 PM UTC

Answers to unanswerable questions

I asked once “Why did dad die young” And I got this answer “God wanted more angels” Here’s the catch He was Buddhist I’ve wonder that for years now What is the afterlife? If there was heaven, Did the people who didn’t believe Get in heaven? Or are they doomed For the eternal flames? I wonder some strange things I guess you have to wonder To get answers.

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I know everyone dies It’s fate But just thinking Truly thinking about it Can get depressing Your friends Your favorite actors Your favorite bands All one day Will be gone I guess we live life And we either die Doing nothing Or die Doing something It doesn’t have to be major If you change at least one person One person’s heart For the good You did something right With your life You died a legend To that one person

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Oct 6, 2017

Oct 6, 2017 at 10:48 PM UTC

The Truth About Death

I know everyone dies It’s fate But just thinking Truly thinking about it Can get depressing Your friends Your favorite actors Your favorite bands All one day Will be gone I guess we live life And we either die Doing nothing Or die Doing something It doesn’t have to be major If you change at least one person One person’s heart For the good You did something right With your life You died a legend To that one person

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Why does he love me? He deserves so much more I can’t give him anything I have nothing I am nothing Why me? Why’d he choose me? He could just want to waste time No, Why would he waste time for so long? I wish I could give him more He does too much for me I love him But am I holding him back, From his real true love? Are we going to last? I can only give him my heart Which isn’t much Considering how much It’s been broken I’ve dealt with loss So much loss I can’t deal with more What if he leaves? What will happen to me? I need him But does he need me?

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Oct 6, 2017

Oct 6, 2017 at 10:22 PM UTC

Love?

Why does he love me? He deserves so much more I can’t give him anything I have nothing I am nothing Why me? Why’d he choose me? He could just want to waste time No, Why would he waste time for so long? I wish I could give him more He does too much for me I love him But am I holding him back, From his real true love? Are we going to last? I can only give him my heart Which isn’t much Considering how much It’s been broken I’ve dealt with loss So much loss I can’t deal with more What if he leaves? What will happen to me? I need him But does he need me?

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Religion Is such a hard thing to follow How can you be you, Without breaking the rules of Him? This is me Cursing, offensive jokes, and sadness Half of that goes against religion Why can’t I still be me, But still follow the religion I was born into? What religion is true? Will we find out when Death comes Waiting at our doorstep He’ll knock And you answer And he says, “Here’s what religion is true” And if you follow it, you get to live, How your religion lives If you follow another religion You’re down in the flames I guess what i'm trying to say is, Choose wisely.

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Oct 4, 2017

Oct 4, 2017 at 10:16 AM UTC

Religion

Religion Is such a hard thing to follow How can you be you, Without breaking the rules of Him? This is me Cursing, offensive jokes, and sadness Half of that goes against religion Why can’t I still be me, But still follow the religion I was born into? What religion is true? Will we find out when Death comes Waiting at our doorstep He’ll knock And you answer And he says, “Here’s what religion is true” And if you follow it, you get to live, How your religion lives If you follow another religion You’re down in the flames I guess what i'm trying to say is, Choose wisely.

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