shafana-alicia - Hello Poetry

I used to think being nice Would get me further in life. . . My perception on certain situations change, How happy & optimistic I used to be. Trying to stay humble, keep the faith though Sometimes I find myself starring at the moon, Knowing its the only place where my dreams lay to rest, All my happiness, my pain, sadness & joy, Trampled on, looked down upon, Regret my lost spirit less soul Without the harsh denial, Only to wish that, Some times I wasn't so nice. . . WHERE has it gotten me in life or love?! Not a **** place.

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Sep 14, 2013

Sep 14, 2013 at 8:55 PM UTC

shafana-alicia

No(Where).

I used to think being nice Would get me further in life. . . My perception on certain situations change, How happy & optimistic I used to be. Trying to stay humble, keep the faith though Sometimes I find myself starring at the moon, Knowing its the only place where my dreams lay to rest, All my happiness, my pain, sadness & joy, Trampled on, looked down upon, Regret my lost spirit less soul Without the harsh denial, Only to wish that, Some times I wasn't so nice. . . WHERE has it gotten me in life or love?! Not a **** place.

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Words, they can either teach us or hurt us. . . Using flashy words can confuse our minds So why not speak spoken words of Truth & understanding? Wingless words only seem to keep us, Down... Hopeless. . . Never actually getting our undivided attention, Even after breaking these words down To their syllables, But we realize all that was spoken is SILLY BULL & we're left speechless Real lies we write, never spoken, let alone fabricated Unspoken words, They can either hurt us. . . Or teach us.

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Sep 10, 2013

Sep 10, 2013 at 11:56 PM UTC

shafana-alicia

Words

Words, they can either teach us or hurt us. . . Using flashy words can confuse our minds So why not speak spoken words of Truth & understanding? Wingless words only seem to keep us, Down... Hopeless. . . Never actually getting our undivided attention, Even after breaking these words down To their syllables, But we realize all that was spoken is SILLY BULL & we're left speechless Real lies we write, never spoken, let alone fabricated Unspoken words, They can either hurt us. . . Or teach us.

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We hold hands & walk through the dim lit park The full moon shines upon us, Making the night more special As I look at your flawless beauty, I can see your soul is pure & inviting, warm... I appreciate this moment I get to share with you We share a kiss, of which I devoured your lips & my soul roars, & my entire body has felt Internal gratitude... I give this testimony Of a love so surreal I feel a natural high as we stand & stare in each others eyes.. I know that the heavens has heard my prayers, because a beautiful Angel like yourself now completed this harsh reality of life. so we continue to walk... Enjoying... the moonlight, as the breeze touch our cheeks, we are both grateful for this moment.. we shall do this again, Perhaps at midnight?

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Sep 9, 2013

Sep 9, 2013 at 11:53 PM UTC

shafana-alicia

Perhaps at Midnight

We hold hands & walk through the dim lit park The full moon shines upon us, Making the night more special As I look at your flawless beauty, I can see your soul is pure & inviting, warm... I appreciate this moment I get to share with you We share a kiss, of which I devoured your lips & my soul roars, & my entire body has felt Internal gratitude... I give this testimony Of a love so surreal I feel a natural high as we stand & stare in each others eyes.. I know that the heavens has heard my prayers, because a beautiful Angel like yourself now completed this harsh reality of life. so we continue to walk... Enjoying... the moonlight, as the breeze touch our cheeks, we are both grateful for this moment.. we shall do this again, Perhaps at midnight?

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