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Amanda Shelton Jan 2021
Upon the waves I crashed
ashore, the force caused change and chaos pursued.

We all are like chaotic
oceans, crashing against
the shores of life.

We become earthquakes,
moving mountains with
our technologies and
inventions.

Our minds evolving over time, we become more aware of the changes we’ve caused.

Not everyone is open minded, it takes a philosophers view point to direct the way to the future possibilities.

I am a modern day philosopher, I enjoy learning and teaching.

Language is my best quality,
art is my favorite entertainment
and personal journey.

The art of living is
my job.

My poetic journey slowly
plays out upon these pages,
I’ve created.

My expressions stain the
internet with my rolling
formats of sentences and
word play.

Its a full deck of wildcards,
you never know what your going to get.

Jack be shameless,
Jack be nimble,
Jack be quick,
Jack drew an ace
missed the king,
kissed the queen of hearts,
while playing a deck of
fools.

We all play a part.

©️ 2021 By Amanda Shelton
Amanda Shelton Jan 2021
We all are playing a part
in the tragic comedy, our
lives grind to ash slowly
as we are forced to face
the harsh reality.

Blissful ignorance once
blinded me, numbed my tongue into silence making
me dumb.

As I grew, I flew into
the fog I learned how
to clear the clouds,
I took control over
my own destiny.

Once I thought I was alone,
I met myself and discovered
there’s so much more.

I am not a lonely shadow
hunting for the light,
I am a flame a beckon for those who feel the same.

I am not lost, for I found
myself and I accepted who
I am. I will always second guess myself, but I accept
that as normal.

I can only bend to my own,
climbing mountains, and
fly over hills, but in
my own unique way.

I am brave and strong,
I’ve taught others to do
the same.

That’s my job and I’m
okay.

©️ 2021 By Amanda Shelton
Amanda Shelton Jan 2021
To my abuser and ex love,

Upon my tears I release
my strife. The memories
of you taste like ash it
rotted and decayed long ago.

You promised me forever but brought me shattered dreams
instead.

I lost your heart to your
selfish muse, your in love
with greed and dishonesty.

I was beaten down until
I felt like I was nothing
but an annoyance an unbearable itch that keeps burning.

But it wasn’t me, it was
your sins that rules your
kingdom of hateful lies
you tell yourself.

You have no one to blame
but yourself, yet still,
still you cry wolf while wearing sheeps skin.

No one believes after
the first lie, each time
you speak to manipulate
you push a wage in between,
your a coward because you
don’t have the guts to be
honest and change your behavior.

I have worked hard to be
strong enough to not blame
myself for the abuse you
threw at me.

I am a good person,
I am a kind smart
and unique human being.

I had to learn how to accept myself while you were lying
telling me I am nuts and I
should take medication that
hurt me and I don’t need anymore.

If you are truly a good person
you would have changed your behavior and show it.

©️ 2021 By Amanda Shelton
If someone makes you feel horrible about yourself, you should get away from them. Its abusive to bully and hurt. It doesn't matter why someone abuses, it's not right. No one should allow it. Everyone deserves to be loved and feel secure. Forgiveness starts with forgiving yourself. It's healthy to be honest and kind. Reflect good and good will reflect on your life too. You should talk about your issues instead of reflecting hate and ugliness. It's no one's responsibility to make you happy. Happiness is personal.
Amanda Shelton Jan 2021
Two hearts once collided,
hitting walls along the way,
beating passion drumming away.

Boom! Boom! Pow!
Love crashed upon the
shore, moved like a giant
wave shoving anything
in its way.

As the wave drew back
to its sea, it dragged
debra and trash, it left
scar’s upon the land.

Love can be fragile and
beautiful, it can break
things or make you stronger.

Love can hurt, because
its a mess of emotions all
in one place, the heart
is like a cage.

To love is brave,
to be loved is a want
a desire to be accepted,
we all crave its chaotic
wave and crashes.

The shadows of its doom
is always looming over
our heads, like a theft
in the night it slowly
sneaks up behind you
ready to collide with you
in the deepest depths
of our lives.

There’s always a boat
waiting for you to take
a trip upon the chaotic
sea’s of a lovers wave.

Tides of passion grow
as the seasons change,
so does the direction
of the waves.

©️ 2021 By Amanda Shelton
Amanda Shelton Dec 2020
Like a frozen teardrop
I became water in your
touch and the warmth of
your kiss followed me
through the winter nights.

That was but a wish.

I remember this like it’s
a whisper left on my pillow.

The shadow of your memory
fades away upon the breeze.

Its over now,
it must have been a dream,
a long forgotten wish
that never got to breathe
for you took it back and choked it.

With your lying lips
and cold hearted burn
you killed the passion
with one word. Love!
It hurts sometimes.

©️ 2020 By Amanda Shelton
Amanda Shelton Dec 2020
T’is a night of moonlit
dreams, a song of sorrow
the shadows sang.

Wolves vent their howls,
The star’s began to stir
and fade into the slow
rising beam’s of light.

Night shrouds the earth
in foggy clouds, a cold
chill settles still.

The inky black sky cascades over tragic hills, and
the night full of mysteries waiting to be discovered
slowly fades with the rising
of the sun.

Now a night of dreaming, I weep for I am awakening.

©️ 2020 By Amanda Shelton
Amanda Shelton Dec 2020
Whilst wandering your dark
and tormented way you came
to my darkened doorway, and
I greeted you with a warmth
and loving light.

Upon these pages I write,
an expression away to
share my life.

I bring oceans and dreams
to life with my poetic
devices and digital pen.

Each line is formatted and
designed with you in mind.

I have a gloomy disposition
but a beautiful valley of
blooming flowers and a star
lit sky to light your way.

I am like a unicorn amongst
horses, my unique views draw you in.

My little heart beats like
a poetic drum.

I bleed poetic ink, leaving
my smudges upon your screen.

©️ 2020 By Amanda Shelton
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