tori-jacobs - Hello Poetry

I had a dream Earth was finally given eyes The only thing she did was spending an eon sighing and gazing toward unfound selected skies. We are the products of it’s birth Just like the earth One summers night Or Winter somewhere…right? Either way we stare into the infinite But our humane disordered perceptions Rid us of what we can never be How dare we feel inferior When every single atom in our body From the iron in our blood to the calcium in our bones Came from the heavens themselves And just like the night skies We are vessels of endlessly intricate galaxy’s.

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Apr 7, 2016

Apr 7, 2016 at 8:08 PM UTC

tori-jacobs

Eye

I had a dream Earth was finally given eyes The only thing she did was spending an eon sighing and gazing toward unfound selected skies. We are the products of it’s birth Just like the earth One summers night Or Winter somewhere…right? Either way we stare into the infinite But our humane disordered perceptions Rid us of what we can never be How dare we feel inferior When every single atom in our body From the iron in our blood to the calcium in our bones Came from the heavens themselves And just like the night skies We are vessels of endlessly intricate galaxy’s.

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My grandfather once spoke about a man This man was smart Even had a heart Had one of those…oh what’s it called …A brain Connect by a vein Then lead by a pair of eyes Carried by a few thighs Don’t remember his size But my grandfather was pretty wise Never spoke any lies There exist many guys Yet he never felt the need to wear a disguise Nobody ever mentioned there was no prize No need to customize No matter how hard you try everyone eventually dies

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Mar 21, 2016

Mar 21, 2016 at 10:17 PM UTC

tori-jacobs

Großvater

My grandfather once spoke about a man This man was smart Even had a heart Had one of those…oh what’s it called …A brain Connect by a vein Then lead by a pair of eyes Carried by a few thighs Don’t remember his size But my grandfather was pretty wise Never spoke any lies There exist many guys Yet he never felt the need to wear a disguise Nobody ever mentioned there was no prize No need to customize No matter how hard you try everyone eventually dies

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Even at the top of my lungs I can’t scream to the Universe Asking, “What the hell is going on here?” I was told sound can’t travel in space Maybe the Universe did so as a joke Maybe, once we become smart enough To decide how the Universe has come to be We’ll shoot a rocket with questions in hand “Excuse me” We shrike, “I think this is as important as it is to you even me” But the Universe can’t hear She’s sound asleep Without sound she’s lonely So where all alone from the lack of reply It’s up to us to find the truth in the sky.

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Mar 17, 2016

Mar 17, 2016 at 7:12 PM UTC

tori-jacobs

Too Quite

Even at the top of my lungs I can’t scream to the Universe Asking, “What the hell is going on here?” I was told sound can’t travel in space Maybe the Universe did so as a joke Maybe, once we become smart enough To decide how the Universe has come to be We’ll shoot a rocket with questions in hand “Excuse me” We shrike, “I think this is as important as it is to you even me” But the Universe can’t hear She’s sound asleep Without sound she’s lonely So where all alone from the lack of reply It’s up to us to find the truth in the sky.

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I think people are so infatuated with afterlife, Convinced it must exist For sure there must be something better than this This can’t be all there is As if we sign a contract before entering the womb Stating life will be painless and smooth “Enjoy the ride” it quotes However, taking the f out of life Changes meanings completely But even in the fine print nothing could be found Like a promise it had to be better than this We said life is an illusion- death and hate too We swore time would heal Paraphrasing “every man is created equal” Even when we have villains knocking at our doorstep However, “Happily ever after’s” only exist in fairytales Therefore, I say, Pull the trigger Convinced there exists a place not as grey But for what do I know Already dead anyway.

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Mar 17, 2016

Mar 17, 2016 at 7:07 PM UTC

tori-jacobs

Convinced

I think people are so infatuated with afterlife, Convinced it must exist For sure there must be something better than this This can’t be all there is As if we sign a contract before entering the womb Stating life will be painless and smooth “Enjoy the ride” it quotes However, taking the f out of life Changes meanings completely But even in the fine print nothing could be found Like a promise it had to be better than this We said life is an illusion- death and hate too We swore time would heal Paraphrasing “every man is created equal” Even when we have villains knocking at our doorstep However, “Happily ever after’s” only exist in fairytales Therefore, I say, Pull the trigger Convinced there exists a place not as grey But for what do I know Already dead anyway.

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