shani - Hello Poetry

The weather is warm I see swarms of children , parents Running about Biking on their own made up route Parents shout Children continue to play Wind blows cool comfort The blades of grass sway to and fro Branches gently shake The day ends with a glow The beautiful sunset show

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May 26, 2010

May 26, 2010 at 1:06 PM UTC

The warm weather

The weather is warm I see swarms of children , parents Running about Biking on their own made up route Parents shout Children continue to play Wind blows cool comfort The blades of grass sway to and fro Branches gently shake The day ends with a glow The beautiful sunset show

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The chemicals have corrupted his soul Agitated past all control What are his goals Where are his dreams They got scared of what he was turning into , and ran away in a fit of screams Eyes gleaming Figure leaning in a haze of smoke Inhale happiness , exhale excess dope Sip some more *** and coke Chemicals coarse through his veins Up into his brains It's the chemicals They've corrupted his thoughts And worse The chemicals have corrupted his soul

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May 26, 2010

May 26, 2010 at 1:03 PM UTC

The chemicals have corrupted his soul

The chemicals have corrupted his soul Agitated past all control What are his goals Where are his dreams They got scared of what he was turning into , and ran away in a fit of screams Eyes gleaming Figure leaning in a haze of smoke Inhale happiness , exhale excess dope Sip some more *** and coke Chemicals coarse through his veins Up into his brains It's the chemicals They've corrupted his thoughts And worse The chemicals have corrupted his soul

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Kept thoughts of anger and hate in her mind Let it infect , fester , poison her thoughts All her happiness slowly died , and was replaced This tumor of negativity change the expression on her face People will begin to wonder " What's her case " She's never been embraced Never been placed , into arms of love At one point ,before She took all the hope she had in store And put it all into her heart Her prayer began to start But when no one answered on the other line She began to lose her happy and kind As a result she also lost her sane state of mind By the time they had sent her sign She was already gone

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Apr 16, 2010

Apr 16, 2010 at 7:48 PM UTC

The power of hate ( of never being embraced)

Kept thoughts of anger and hate in her mind Let it infect , fester , poison her thoughts All her happiness slowly died , and was replaced This tumor of negativity change the expression on her face People will begin to wonder " What's her case " She's never been embraced Never been placed , into arms of love At one point ,before She took all the hope she had in store And put it all into her heart Her prayer began to start But when no one answered on the other line She began to lose her happy and kind As a result she also lost her sane state of mind By the time they had sent her sign She was already gone

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Floetry It rhymes Floetry streams like a river Spitting it out like falling dimes All of it timed Projecting emotion and picture (memories) like a giver Out of the entire verse there's just one thin sliver A beautiful verse Beautiful yet terse And then the floetry ends The back beat descends Into the crowd the floet blends Until another day Floetry

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Apr 2, 2010

Apr 2, 2010 at 6:47 AM UTC

Floetry

Floetry It rhymes Floetry streams like a river Spitting it out like falling dimes All of it timed Projecting emotion and picture (memories) like a giver Out of the entire verse there's just one thin sliver A beautiful verse Beautiful yet terse And then the floetry ends The back beat descends Into the crowd the floet blends Until another day Floetry

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I feel pathetic and insecure Maybe that is the problem I've got so many , that I've got to solve them Maybe then I'll shine like the shiniest gem A beautiful flower plucked off it's stem A pretty dress with a lovely blue hem Or maybe I'm just the string hanging off of the hem The weeds around the flower Soil in the bed of the river Left to shiver in the cold At least I've got a heart full of soul

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Mar 22, 2010

Mar 22, 2010 at 1:09 PM UTC

Left to shiver in the...

I feel pathetic and insecure Maybe that is the problem I've got so many , that I've got to solve them Maybe then I'll shine like the shiniest gem A beautiful flower plucked off it's stem A pretty dress with a lovely blue hem Or maybe I'm just the string hanging off of the hem The weeds around the flower Soil in the bed of the river Left to shiver in the cold At least I've got a heart full of soul

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I love poetry The way it flows It throws emotions and places onto a page No matter what age As long as you can understand and read Feed Then let it seed Show you greed Of love and happiness Poets bleed feeling I love poetry The way it flows The way it grows Spreading wisdom and beauty through creativity and intelligence

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Mar 21, 2010

Mar 21, 2010 at 3:57 PM UTC

Poetry

I love poetry The way it flows It throws emotions and places onto a page No matter what age As long as you can understand and read Feed Then let it seed Show you greed Of love and happiness Poets bleed feeling I love poetry The way it flows The way it grows Spreading wisdom and beauty through creativity and intelligence

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Be who you've always seen yourself to be And try and stick to it everyday But don't worry about being a cliche It's about having the freedom to say Being proud to be gay Freely yelling "Yay !" Bullies may attempt to slay All the confidence and hope However you've just got to learn to cope instead of sitting around and being a mope Stand tall because guess what ? Being yourself makes you mad dope Be true to yourself Otherwise you'll be the only one stuck on the lonely blues shelf Be who you've always seen yourself to be That's your true destiny

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Mar 19, 2010

Mar 19, 2010 at 11:41 AM UTC

Be who you've always seen yourself to be

Be who you've always seen yourself to be And try and stick to it everyday But don't worry about being a cliche It's about having the freedom to say Being proud to be gay Freely yelling "Yay !" Bullies may attempt to slay All the confidence and hope However you've just got to learn to cope instead of sitting around and being a mope Stand tall because guess what ? Being yourself makes you mad dope Be true to yourself Otherwise you'll be the only one stuck on the lonely blues shelf Be who you've always seen yourself to be That's your true destiny

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I wish to remain anonymous Only , I'm stuck on this bus Where I must have a name And I have to play this twisted game Just waking up feels so lame Instead of being put to shame By this name What I do , What I say Will mold my future like a piece of clay So what do I want to do today I wish to convey one simple message I want to leave this cage , full of labels and descriptions Because , I wish to remain anonymous

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Jan 16, 2010

Jan 16, 2010 at 6:13 PM UTC

Anonymous

I wish to remain anonymous Only , I'm stuck on this bus Where I must have a name And I have to play this twisted game Just waking up feels so lame Instead of being put to shame By this name What I do , What I say Will mold my future like a piece of clay So what do I want to do today I wish to convey one simple message I want to leave this cage , full of labels and descriptions Because , I wish to remain anonymous

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What is guilt When we have done something so horrid that it stick in our conscious When we have a good friend go because we thought there was another happiness That sick feeling of hiding the voice that speaks the truth The pain of lying to a good person Knowing that the truth could straighten out everything The unhappiness haunting your mind till.... all of it pours out of you Like it wasn't you Guilt

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Jan 16, 2010

Jan 16, 2010 at 5:10 PM UTC

Guilt

What is guilt When we have done something so horrid that it stick in our conscious When we have a good friend go because we thought there was another happiness That sick feeling of hiding the voice that speaks the truth The pain of lying to a good person Knowing that the truth could straighten out everything The unhappiness haunting your mind till.... all of it pours out of you Like it wasn't you Guilt

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I remember the days when it wasn't like this When nothing mattered When we could run and play And never worry The days when confusion wasn't a everyday thing I remember the days when it was just me and my friends And not these people I barely know Oh how I hate these days And for now I remember the days...

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Jan 16, 2010

Jan 16, 2010 at 5:08 PM UTC

Reminisce

I remember the days when it wasn't like this When nothing mattered When we could run and play And never worry The days when confusion wasn't a everyday thing I remember the days when it was just me and my friends And not these people I barely know Oh how I hate these days And for now I remember the days...

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