CJ M - Hello Poetry

CJ M Jul 2015

a distant memory is considered irrelevant, yet all a thought is is a formulating memory.
That's what I call this, a memory and the making, as you are you and I am I, I'd want to remember you for the long run, and keep you close to my soul

#tpj

CJ M Jul 2015

Change

I used to be a lover, used to be a poet.
I used to have opinions and wasn't afraid to show it.
I used to believe in love, used to believe in goodness.
But then I grew up and reality turned this.
I used to be peppy, used to look happily deranged
Oh how the world can make your views change.

#tpj

CJ M Jul 2015

Diamond

You are my diamond, and my diamond knows my love, as I will forever polish it.
I shall forever keep you safe from harm and thievery, yet it shall be tough, I'll accept the risk.
But once you decide to turn to coal, I shall treat you just as so, baby.
For a diamond is only a stone, but it knows its worth in beauty and statement, and for that,we treat it as if royal.
And if you aren't a diamond, then you're just another rock to me.
-thepoeticjustice

#tpj

CJ M Jul 2015

Oceans

Separate from you, yet still connected in some way.
Always happy to see you go, yet when you leave, you make new waves.
Cold to the core, forever young, yet open to you forever.
I am me, I am water.
I am an ocean of emotion

#tpj

CJ M Jul 2015

a short one

Cherry candied buttercup beauty, the only word used to describe you. Sugar blossomed to perfection and throwing a brain askew.
Titilating body, from your head to your pretty toes. Makes somebody fantasize about what it is under your clothes.
Pretty words yet broken heart, too many lovers near *******. When in public all you get is a sense of gymnophoria.
Yet I'm still here, ready for love, I am a bomb, so defuse me. Yet no matter how much I love love you, you never cease to refuse me.

-thepoeticjustice

#love #rejectvent #randomheartache #tpj

CJ M Jul 2015

****

You say "**** this" when about to quit, and "**** it" when frustrated. You say "*******" whether joke or vile and "**** me" when penetrated.
You put your ******* up as a clear indication. An indication that shows via signals your current irritation.
You say "*******" meaning go away and "**** yourself" means to make this clearer. "******" means persn and "**** partner" a non-serious lover.
Well I say **** life, **** death, **** puerty, **** ****. **** all the things that try to force me to change myself.
**** love, **** hate, **** destiny, **** fate. these things are just emtional, a way of god giving you a slap in the face.
**** dads, **** moms, **** terrorists, **** bombs. Such elements are born to teach and keep straight, yet some cause hate.
**** for pleasure, **** pain, **** loss, hell, **** gain. And from that moment, you'll fing out all the things cleared from your brain.
No, we don't hate these things, we just sometimes don't find pleasure. You'd have a "****** up" relationship when you refuse to be together.
All these things were easy to say, digging for words sometimes'll get you stuck. Which is why I believe there's no better created word than a summary word like "****"

an old poem I made back when I used to always try to rhyme. it's a poem, isn't it lol

#mind #**** #throwback #vent #tpj

CJ M Jul 2015

Cherish

None shall cherish what was never meant to be,
none shall challange what was and what has come.
None of my lovers have ever loved me,
and I'm in a pit of lonely I can't escape from.

I was once a more free soul, only concerned about what I was ding and where I was going, but then my paradaigm was shifted. Luckily, I leapt out of bordom and made personality my mistress, bending her to my will and following her as she lead me through the section of my life where I needed her most.
But it all changed.
It was al taken away without a goodbye or even a subtle wave of longing. I was lonely again, stabbed in the heart, left lifeless as if I were a physically dead body.
What once took over me as a feeling of annoyedness with the public has forced a want out of me, a hunger for their attention. And I'm sad to say that that hunger has fueled many a regretted act.
vent to me, a poem to you, random word structure to those who couldn't care. They'll never cherish my words, never try to feel where I come from, and I wish that they might.
But alas, you can't capture everyone, so I stay close to home, praying that those who can understand me continue backing me with the love, the love I'll always continue to be thankful for, the love I'll always

Cherish.

#love #lonely #cry #wish #miss #pray #cherish #vent #tpj