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at 12 and 37
you stumble through
a picture,
a picture of grief,
pain, sorrow, and death

at the same hour
they bumped into:
piles of joy, screams,
wild heart,
perfect timings

how are things possible?
in the blink of an eye,
it's there and then,
it's gone

you are broken,
you are healed,
you are relieved,
and you should be lucky.
i wrote this at exactly 12:37 PM inside our classroom. I grabbed a face/****** tissue in my bag because I haven't brought any paper with me. That was after our pilgrimage. I was so tired and stressed for the final exams the following week. I should be lucky despite being tired.
irsorai Oct 2015
You Are.
You are that strength
That strength who refuses
Who refuses to stop
To stop fighting
Fighting for who you are
Who you are in that moment
In that moment that everything falls
Everything falls and it stakes
It shakes the barriers
The barriers that holds us
But
You are.
You are the morning shine
The morning shine, the smile
The smile who brought us
Who brought us infinite conversations
Infinite conversations about the sky
About the sky and their interminably stars
And their interminable stars shine above us tonight
Shine above us tonight as you've guide them to me
As you've guide them to me I'll bring them back to you
& You Are
You are strength and morning shine.

You are. *You are.
Copyright © irsorai
19/10/2015
Facy Meemster Oct 2015
the man who walks great lengths everyday
to get to the job so he can have money to pay
the man who walks there no matter the weather
arrives at the job so cold because he hasn't a sweater
the man never complains never worries
for he knows God is there to help him on his journeys
the man who's starting anew
to all the strangers  he never knew
the man seeks rides and rides
from strangers passing by
he doesn't beg he doesn't wave down
they just give him a lift from town to town
the man who walks great lengths everyday
to get to the job so he can have money to pay
just smiles and waves
and never fails to say
Good Morning and have a blessed day
if you see someone walking, give them a ride. everyone has a story. everyone needs a listener.
DO NOT DIE LIVING IN THE PAST
Please read that again.
Again.
Maybe thrice, so it sinks in and is embedded in your mind.
Listen, readers.
You are here today to live
Feel blessed that you are alive.
Today you have the ability to make someone smile
Make a new friend
Make someone's day.
Don't waste it by wallowing
Because you are contributing to all the negativity in the world
And why be a pessimist if you can be optimistic?
Why walk past someone without a simple and friendly hello?
Why cry about what didn't work out and not focus on what could?
You see, we complain about the world we live in
But we forget we are apart of it
And that we can not only change it
But change it for the better
And make life a little happier
And the world a better place.
So forget about the past
Forget about your failures
And focus on what matters
Because all we have
Is
Now.
Starztruck Sep 2015
I'm not just happy to be with you. I am thankful because you came into mylife. It changed a bit, but that change was for the better. I love being with you all the time. You never fail to make me smile my love. I want the future with you. It is so uncertain, but I like the plans we've made. I wanna make it happen. I wanna be with you through thick and thin. I'll be your biggest fan and your number 1  supporter.

I love you and thankyou leo.
Personal
brandon nagley Sep 2015
I shalt bedight her in Accretion formation, to thy earth she's a patron; bringing a missive from planetary space station's. The string's of Constellation's holdeth up her finger's, as she tint's the empyrean with yellow petal's. Her cosmic ray's woo and spray mine heart with Extragalactic feeling. Her wing's stretch high to ceiling's; whilst her plumage safeguard's mine worrie's. She's the entity of the heavenly father's beginning stories; O' sweet glory, O' marvelous glory, how thou hath given me a wonder dear God, thou hast given me the land with golden street's, inside the palm of mine tired hand's. O', how blessed I am. O', how blessed I am. For thou hath sent me Asiatic Jane, messenger to man.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication/Filipino rose
A missive is- a letter, especially a long or official one.
Accretion is - the coming together and cohesion of matter under the influence of gravitation to form larger bodies.
Baylee Sep 2015
"When you're at the bottom,
There's nowhere to go but up".
When you've hit you're all time low,
You start to envy those at the top.
You give your least effort,
And strive for average.
You feel weighed down,
And carry so much baggage.
Everything you do
Causes you to be distressed,
You only focus on the negatives
And don't realize that you're blessed.
You crawl through each day,
Trying not to suffer,
But day after day,
It gets tougher and tougher.
Hang in there though,
The good will come to you,
I know it's tough right now,
But try not to be so blue.
Hold on tight,
And hold your head high,
Try not to cry,
Because pretty soon, you'll fly.
We all have baggage and its important to know that we all go through things, and no one knows what it is we are dealing with, but the pain wont last forever, so hold on and keep pushing through.
Faisal Aug 2015
Gazing upon the wretched
She decides at her will,
To spare his life with her eyes,
Or with the same eyes, does she ****?
Formidable they are, for making life morbid
Or blessed still
Hyacinth Aug 2015
My gratitude
belongs to* God*,
the most high, for blessing me
with, one of his seraphs,
whom I love,
"you".
Dedicated to my one true love (^_-) <3
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