Watching The Girl in pink explain to us the deep history of medieval art and music
While i'm trying to figure out how to replicate their legacy
Staying quiet in my own thoughts
These videos are so dated
But it gives me some chance to be elated
About what and who i can be
These lights turn off just a little too fast
But i'll get used to it
I always do-i'm the learning example of adaption
We have to be a little taller than the uncut grass
And a bit higher than the Hot Balloons
I don't get to see too many of those too often
Those people are brave souls for going inside them and flying
But you should have the want like they do
To reach out and grab the trophy that has your name printed on it
Pink Lady is what they call her
And she seems so happy explaining the exciting portions of this vastly dated time period
You kind of wish more girls had the interests she had
When these videos end
I feel a little more encouragement to be something better than i was yesterday

We know what we want to pin up,
But not sure what to pin down.

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He's thinking about other women
You're not the ocean he's swimming
But you're brimming
With perfection for me
I want to move like the tides
For you in the pitch black
Just stay on your back
And let the insecurities wash ashore
Let peace as I touch be your main focus
It's never been about my desires
But oh lord how do you sleep at night letting yourself be deprived of such a great feeling?
You'd give me that tight
Instense feeling
And I want to release it
On you and nobody else
He's browsing through the app to see what he can find
I just want to be the person who can get behind
You and make you feel at home
I want to dream and live it
Not just dream
We're apart of the same team
So let me give you effort to win a dynasty
Your highnessty

I'm pretty sure Plato is pretty mad to find out that a ton of people have been inside his closet since nineteen ninety eight
I'm sorry man, people just can't resist your clothes!

Mansion
Urban street
Front of a Theater
Back of your yard
In a pub
In the park
Under a bridge
Most of the time it doesn't bother me where we go, but dark alleyways and ghetto-like areas are a no-no even for a lady friend.
Play it safe, or rename the game title
I want us to be safe and sound
Not in a place where we're attacked for making a sound
Your heart is what i found
And now i'm not finding.
The looking glass stopped looking at me.
For now, at least.

She feels like play money
But she's just as important as the universe itself
She rocks my world like nobody else
I'm always finding ways to improve her mood and mindset
She's fully capable of being the best
And that's what she deserves
There's no reason for her to feel worthless
My mission is to get her to see
What I see

Trying to save you
From all the mess that occurs
In this pleasant world.

There's plenty of fish in the sea
I hope that one you choose is me
I can be your Rainbow Fish and your Sword Fish at the same time
My effort and thoughts of you will transcend space and time
Long after the start
My affection and love will never depart
I am a hopeless romantic
Please erase hopeless off of my classroom chalkboard.

This is the five thousand four hundred and sixtieth poem I have written
And I'm not close to done
I'm having too much fun
I can be the daylight under the sun
I write every day to keep my thoughts clear
Many of them are about some sweet dear
But many others are about loneliness and fear
This is not the end
You can achieve this as well
Even when everything is not swell
You must try.
I almost lost all hope in myself before I took up this hobby of mine
I've made best use of my precious time
Being confused on how to rhyme
Instead of who has the best drama
I took up this hobby and never looked back
I became a newbie poet and into today I think I still am
But the point is
I made a commitment
To be a writer
So I made every day a chance to be something greater than before
I don't regret a single second
I'm a published poet
But will I ever be the best?
I don't think I stand a chance
But that's just me talking.
It's really up to the great readers out there to decide.

I want to be as poetic as the Indians
But I feel trapped like the Armenians
For one to change colors of a Chameleon
They have to hold the brush in the way that's professional.

The teacher tells the class to write a poem
Jokes on her, the kid in the back has already written over two thousand.

I sent in a poem to the Poetry Foundation
And they rejected it
Calling it vague
But little do they know
That I am the Poetry Foundation!

Poetry is everything to me
It's my water that I need to drink
From the Fountain of Emotions
It's the crutch I need when my heart sinks
Without it the world would be less cultured
All I need is you and enough paper to last me through the next leap year
My mind may be busy working on fictional worlds and making them come to life
But you make my world go round and round
You're my Bonny to Bonny and Clyde
Partners in Crime
Except your name is much more beautiful than Bonny
And I couldn't stand a single day separated from you
Unless we still have some way to communicate
That would be my mail in rebate
Where hearing your voice and seeing your messages sinks into my time
Meaning there was never wasted time in that sense

Poets are here
To write about the legacy of the people who inspired them, angered them and infatuated them
It’s a written history that people seem to ignore
Because just like in history class
They snore
Because they have no interest in the world around them
And that’s a highly unfortunate thing
I feel like poetry has gone that way
Hopefully we can breathe some life back into it again
Poets are meant to enjoyed
Day in and day out
Especially if i fall for another
That would be golden

All these poems written,
But i'm just perplexed and sleep-ridden
Most of the time
See, i can cultivate pretty decent rhymes
But most people don't have the time
Or don't see
What i'm doing
Nothing personal intended, i know
But maybe when times goes by and humanity evolves
It will gain traction and become something
Get the ball rolling some more
The warm-up isn't as hot as it used to be
I'm trying to dig into everyone's spirits again
And start that engine that used to work so well
Even when i'm not too swell,
I point to happiness pretty well.

The pollen count is as high as the national debt
Too **** high
My right eye stays shut from all the irritation from chemicals in the year
Happy Earth Day
While we still have one

If you were reincarnated
You'd be a Butterfly
And I'd be a possum
Wanting to be cute but actually ugly
They might see beauty
But I see the mirror crack
Every now and then
Usually after ten

I'm tired of Satan
Sending me postcards.

i could be told a worldwide amount of praises
and then be gifted a lifetime of abraises
feeling nearly the same throughout my phases
learning how to collocate the right phrases
i'm prolific in procrastination
hence becoming the opposite of a cation
i hope i can acquire an alsatian
to make me stable
there's no telling
when i will be able
to suffice
and be looked at like gneiss

She prays at night for somebody to love her
He prays at night that she'll end with him for the rest of his life

Never estimate your worth
You are not a calculator
You mean something to someone
Or many!

Regardless of how it intense the fires get
I want you to never forget
That you are worth something.

Prenup, Smeenup
I don't plan staying stagnant with it
But I don't care if my partner makes more than me
As long as I have dreams and aspirations and I'm putting in the work, so who cares?

One prevented suicide
Two prevented suicides
Three prevented suicides
Four prevented suicides
This list will go on.
That's the only medals i need, but i don't ask for that type of fame
Just the thought of saving someone
Is enough for me.

Rest in Peace Prince
Another legendary musicians lost
Leaving us into frost
Why does it have to
End like this
I just want to ask God this
I'm so curious
Everything suddenly becomes silentv

Girls want to be a princess when they grow up
Talk about a dream come true with me
I'd be your best Disney movie you ever seen
But I keep it real

Some of my predictions come true and i got to say i have a keen eye of probability-even though i'm bad at math.

Walk up to her and say that you predict you and her going on a date next Friday night and hopefully that will work.

Guys need new ways to be romantic, so we can keep our game up. No bad pickup-lines or ****** diction. Just pure prestineness within confident ties.

Pro-****?
I hope you're pro-behind bars too cause that's where you're going.

I wish people could see a beautiful woman
And think about all the great things she can accomplish and create
Instead of only seeing her as a means to procreate
She's the one that decides where that transpires
We're supposed to be trained to be on top of our sprires
Not underneath.

I never think about what's underneath
Her clothes
That's only a thought
If she invites me in
And it's not the only thing she's good for, but it sure is a treasure I will hold onto.

I have a vast amount of things to put behind me
But never will i forget any of them
The projector screen is at the corner of my vision
There to remind me just in case
Something comes up similar to the past mistakes
I have no intention of repeating them.

When i write
The one hundred word essay
Becomes a thousand within a blink
Holy crap, how am i supposed to shorten this and not decline artistic quality?

Man proposes,
Women proposes
Both proposes at the same time unexpectedly
Wait, what?
Talk about hysterical
I wonder if that's ever happened before.
Like gold that washed from a shore
Thoughts racing back and forth galore
The excitement has overtakened me
My imagination might not take any more
Get me a pen
This has got to be on paper.
I'm a poet but i'm also curious.

She can insult herself all she wants, but her protests won't stop me from convincing her about her true beauty. I know it's not the best idea to argue with a woman, and i hate every second of it, but i'm overly passionate i suppose.

How can I sit here and praise myself constantly when I can just criticize my shortcomings and be the man my father, grandfather, mother, grandmother, my sister, and the rest of the family want me to be? How do we not disappoint them? I'm always worried about the drop of their hearts. But what about the drop of mine? How can I question myself this much when there is so much left to achieve?

I give myself a few words
But really I just want verbs
You're the pretty one, but I look like Ferb
You heal my heart like the natural herbs
Seeing you in sadnass is what I would say perturbs
Me greatly on all accounts
He only cared about yours
He only cared about what he wanted
He never loved anything
She only cared about the gold
Because nobody had cared about her
She was so lost she thought the gold was all there was
She never love anything
I constantly tell myself we are a map that usually extends past our own lands
Discovering who we are by each outcome
He just wanted love when she wanted the money
She wanted the love when he called her honey
But he just wanted the fun physical time
He never wanted her
She thought he loved her
How the hell could he do this?
After everything she's done?
How the hell could he be left without anything?
He loved that woman and she stole his heart and his cash?
He tried to make her happy but she just played pretend
Now he resents women to no end
Only by one trend that he thinks has no end
But its in everyone
She now hates men
More often than counting to ten
She has now become isolated and aggressive
Some would say she's now progressive
She's looking for a man who will actually love her
But she's afraid because all men seem like pigs to hear
But really she just can't force herself to trust again
I can't blame you honey
And I'm sorry for her not being worth it brother
We have to be there for one another
Even when we think were not enough
All men seem like dogs but I'm the loyal portion
They're the ones looking for the meat
Others for other portions
Guys say all Girls are tramps or other derogatory names
But we just say that because we resent girls and hold them to a negative light
Or our fathers didn't treat women right
Or our mothers didn't teach the daughters to treat guys right
I could sit here all night
Trying to get the story details right
But that only works for my own.

I want her to be proud of me in this chaotic abyss.
I want my family to be proud of my decisions
I want my friends to feel at home
I want this song to start getting some new notes
Im going to review my own decisions like the worlds biggest critic.
But if the world loves me, I have to do what a man has to when he loves himself and take the time to improve on everything he's done so far.

You can sing in a tune of psalm
And make up your qualms
Even after my  moments of salaam
This connection is what you'll embalm.

Everybody is looking for the Public Enemy
But what about a Public Friend?
They've been left under the pouring rain
Holding back bitterness and disdain
Trying to see the greatness again
Everyone needs a friend when the treatment is due.
There are no flukes or mistakes
Just luck and miracles.
And a push of dedication to not quit on someone.

Hello everyone, for those that are still here I'd like to inform you that I have my first poetry book Before It's Too Late published under Amazon Kindle! It features many of my poems here, ones I wrote in the past but not posted and some afterwards of my hiatus here.  To all of those that have supported me since I began my account, thank you very much for the fervent encouragement and being very welcoming. This project is dedicated to all of you.


Much love and thanks,
Peter

To help our fellow Puerto Ricans
Puerto your Ricans
Over to the United States
Where they can abate
The traumaization
There's beautiful girls from every nation
Let's provide their people some elation
They suffered enough abrasions
Already

When something perturbs me to such a point
I have to step back and take the whiff of realization
The opposite of one that ***** smokers take
The puff of fresh air
The one that heals instead of one that stays stagnant
And become the mouthpiece of optimism
Because God could of put me somewhere far more hellish than this

Peter, Peter
Pumpkin eater
But i don't devour pumpkins
Those deciving crooks
What do they know about me?
Absolutely nothing
I wouldn't hurt a fly
Unless it hurt me
Tolerant until the temper has been flared out

She'll get bored with flowers and roses
So I'll give her something exotic
I've felt lonely and toxic
But she defines herself within logic
I can't dodge it
She's too magnificent for me
Not to gaze
And break all the haze
Around me
She just needs a tiara
Along with a purple dandelion
To represent that Minnesota blues
I have inside me
I want her to know
That my corrosion is in her hands
Make me one again

Cats **** on your clothes
On purrrrpose
They sound like sports cars
That's why everyone wants a feline
Just not their ancestors
Well, maybe the ballsy ones

Put your hands up
If you're wanting things you can't control to finally change for the better
Put your hands up
If you're wanting something more out of this rock
Put your hands up
If you're tired of being victimized
Put your hands up
If you're tired of being treated like your nothing
Put your hands up
For those who don't have hands
Put your hands up
For those who don't have legs
Put your hands up
For those who don't have Mothers and Fathers
Put your hands up
For the hungry
Put your hands up
For the suffering
Put your hands up
For the poor
Put your hands up
If you're cognizant that your problems are just a tiny fraction of a molten galaxy-share your pain with the rest.
It's a great way to make sure unity survives

They enjoy so many women throughout the weeks and months

And here I am thinking about the same one throughout all that time.

Why be in a palace of princesses when you can have one with a Queen?

One that impacts my moods and inspires my dreams

Somebody that is on your team

Until the end of time itself

Why would you want a drove of women who don't really care about you like that?

I want to be able to do what I love and come home to whom I love so deeply

She makes me joyful and easy to act weeply

What a wonderful heart that's steeply

Into hers.

A sensible man

Will long for who he loves forever.

Go swiftly forth with your radiance
As life is simply being yourself
If you're not happy, find a reason to be
It is to treason is to thee
It is mental demage to a certain degree
Go upon such a task
So you can hold life by the torch instead of ***** flask

Met a guy who goes by Radstunts
One of the best transient moments of my life
Sounds like a nineteen ninety's moniker
I've heard many other names
But they're nowhere near as simple but edgy as that.
Chill as can be
Not all stage names and monikers are bad
Some of them give a side to a person most wouldn't expect
We all need to grow at some point
Not grow apart from anything unless it's the deep, spiraling depression that has etched itself into our woven souls.
Only a few atoms should be split
For the overall.

Getting tired of these Skype numbers and random letters
Engulfing the posts on this site.

I'd get the rarest rose

If it meant making you happy

That smile is life changing

Please, keep smiling

You're the most beautiful thing here

The rest of the women don't hold a candle.

You can definitely blow out my candles

On my birthday

Because every day I'm with you

Feels like my birthday