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Don't let a piece of paper define you
You write who you are
You don't rub out
You leave a mark

Your romance carved into trees
Your sadness watercolours of ink
Your happiness an explosion of paint
Your anger scrunched up beside the bin

You write essays on stories you don't care for
Read something that makes your heart cling to your chest seeking love
Something that makes your brain question the very beauty of life
Something that gives you goosebumps with feelings you cant explain

They are scared of how strong you really are
Schools don't educate they dictate
Educate yourself
You are the greatest teacher

Your brain is the self made nuke
They are scared you are going to blow
A war that is your true self
Its better to fight standing than fearing on your knees.
It must be a tricky business
it lingers, hovers stealthily
an invisible silence
a swift inhabitation
the soul awaits
to startle the body

In a wordless voice
it moves from room to room
turning lights on
spends a lifetime
ever longing
to be known
and heard.
 May 2015 Jade Louise
Mike Essig
In the World's eyes,
the only things
I have ever succeeded at
are war and failure.
Fortunately, I never look
through those eyes.

  ~mce
 May 2015 Jade Louise
Mike Essig
You'll be a mysterious cavern
I discover by accident.
I'll be an intrepid explorer.
I will enter you like a cathedral
expecting holiness and hidden treasure.
You will grip me in your darkness
and hold me like the man I am.
Holiness and treasure will keep us there
until spent and satisfied,
we will return to our worlds
better than we have ever been before,
pleasured by the treasure we have shared.

~mce
 May 2015 Jade Louise
Thoughtful
we so easily pluck weeds from the garden
because the look unruly and don’t go with the tulips
but in life
we don’t segregate the suicidal, emotional, and unstable
because they are that way
from the steady breathers
we are a world of dandelions
with a rare tulip
because even weeds can be beautiful
 May 2015 Jade Louise
Chris
Wake up
 May 2015 Jade Louise
Chris


Wake up,  wake up
a new day has begun

Wake up,  wake up
it's time to greet the sun

Wake up,  wake up
and see these skies of blue

Wake up,  wake up
I'm so in love with you
I know it sounds Hallmark like but
I woke up with this in my head
and had to write it out
 May 2015 Jade Louise
Ysa Pa
Just woke up
Feeling like crap
The regular routine
The usual scene

Dying of boredom
Feeling lonesome
Waiting for something catastrophic
Wanting to do something idiotic

Desperate for craziness
Hoping for some happiness
But I have no time to throw away
So I have nothing else to say

Having no excess time
To do good or to commit crime
Because everything flies so vast
Everyone else is moving really vast

Only looking forward
Only wanting the reward
What is happening to the earth?
Life is surely getting absurd

We should enjoy the journey
Live a little and be happy
So put a smile to your face
Do not look back to yesterday

Everyday is special
Things just don't happen twice
Don't waste time
Go on and roll the dice

Enjoy every moment
Make it monumental
Ignore the horrid comments
Make the day supernatural

Reach the unfulfilled plans
Grasp the impossible dreams
We can't until we admit
That were too afraid to break this habit

Just to conclude
I have one last thing to say
I have no time to look away
Just way too excited for this typical day
Feedback is highly appreciated and welcome <3
 May 2015 Jade Louise
Sabrina
Sometimes I get this feeling.
This feeling does not really have a name.
It is in the middle of my chest.
It is like my emotions are a rope.
The rope is strangling my heart.
It feels like it is about to explode
but it never does
It constricts my breathing and slows my thoughts
It almost hurts
Whenever I think of you
this feeling follows
All I want is for this feeling to go away
but at the same time
I need it
It reminds me I am alive.
This isn't really a poem, but more of an insight to the crazy thoughts I get at night.
you can do it, my love.

with your first step,
you are on your way-
and how good does it feel!
how light is the pack
now that your feet are in motion?
darling you could trek to the stars.

in your journey
you'll surely encounter spirits:
some will come to you from above;
most will well from inside,
but a few will rise from below,
(evil and toxic enemies of the angels).
pay heed to each spirit,
request and receive its transmission
and refer again to your fingers,
releasing their grip of control
on your hurtling craft.
You have done this and should rightly be proud.
(That is to say, smile at your righteousness.)
A path appears before you from the darkness,
the Lord is crafting your road from gold-
You cannot fail!

Forgive the populous their opinions.
Whether you are loved or hated,
you are on the path of the Lord.
this goes out to a very special someone, and two hundred seventy other someones, and every someone i've ever known in my life.
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