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I woke up
With
White heart
White soul
White thought

Let no one contaminate
Thank you
Genre: Abstract
Theme: Dope
Chaos Kidd Jul 9
A blank stare grown on her face
She lost her soul and hope
She no longer feels the pain
She's having a love affair with dope
No more posey's an ring around the rosey
No more midnight rides to fly
Her new love Is jealous an clingy
Won't hesitate to let her die
With every intimate moment they have
With all there time shared together
Chasing her faded  youth to hell
The dope let death finally get her
This was written for me by my dear friend, Travis.
Desire Dec 2019
You have been gifted with life ❣️
Live and learn, but love (ahava), always ...

@Desire.Is.Dope
20191224
Mark Sep 2019
I'm all for peace and the hippie days  

We were the children of the 60s, layin' about and lettin' our hair sprout  

We were influenced as much as we influenced others  

Flower power didn't work, maybe it's just the American way, no doubt  

Turning over all the apple carts, should've just turned the other cheek my baby  

Some say, I went too far, is it because, i've got such a rebel heart? Maybe.  


Hippies have survived since the caveman days  

Sometimes hiding behind societies blurry daze  

Never wanting to upset the nations orderly ways  

Always demonstrating for their true beliefs in a cloudy haze.  


Now it feels like I've been jabbed, with a poison dart  

So deep down inside my experienced, but innocent rebel heart  

That 60s biz was just our breakfast and we hadn't even got to lunch yet  

If I was a new gen baby, I could still show others love and peace, I bet  

Give me a chance at showing you, that I'm not that different than you  

Go ahead, ask me questions, there well overdue.  


Hippies have survived since the caveman days  

Sometimes hiding behind societies blurry daze  

Never wanting to upset the nations orderly ways  

Always demonstrating for their true beliefs in a cloudy haze.  


Not changing my ways, but adapting my ways, is what I need to do  

I'll listen to others and always take your cue, to try and remove the venom for you  

It might not happen overnight, it could take a while, alright!  

Maybe I'll go with the flow or maybe wake-up in a sweat, in the middle of the night  

Let me get my groove back and things will change, we'll go back to the start  

Just forgive me and always remember, I was born with this rebel heart.  


Hippies have survived since the caveman days  

Sometimes hiding behind societies blurry daze  

Never wanting to upset the nations orderly ways  

Always demonstrating for their true beliefs in a cloudy haze.
Sam H Sep 2019
one hit
is all i need
i succumb
to the glitter
and gold,
an unparalleled
soothing delight

a cool, light
and liberating
touch
i let go
of meaningless
thoughts
and begin my
psychedelic flight
Desire Aug 2019
16 and pregnant, 17 with triplets,
19 with 4 kids, I don't know how you did it.

School, work, motherhood.
Way back then, we had it good.
Mind of a child, I misunderstood
what it took to raise us - but be
reassured:

You did the best you could and we know it.
Times got hard and we couldn't really show it.
You stood strong as you tried to keep focus;
Hid your pain and tears just so we wouldn't notice

all the mental battles you were going through.
I wish I manned up better to look after you.
Blind to the darkness that tried to dazzle you.
Didnt realize you was only tryna make it through

to the next day, you tried to pave a way,
for us to make it out them trenches and see brighter days,
Major struggles in the slums taught us major lessons,
To keep strong and move on, for that, you’re a major blessing

15 and stubborn was when I walked away
17, I signed them papers, 18, I left to train
19, & on my own, yet the thought
hadn’t hit my brain
It was at this stage of your life where things began to change. It was at this age...

School, work, motherhood.
Way back then, we had it good.
Mind of a child, I misunderstood
what it took to raise us - but be
reassured:

You did the best you could and we know it.

@desire.is.dope
20190822
2045HRS
Desire Aug 2019
One day feels like one thousand years,
one thousand years feels like one day,
doesn’t matter -- either way, I’ll spend,
a thousand more with you.

One day feels like one thousand years,
one thousand years feels like one day,
I meant it when I said, “I do”
I’ll spend, a thousand more with you.

One thousand days, months, years to come,
one thousand tears to wipe when they run,
one thousand rainbow smiles will shine,
through thick and thin, we’ll be just fine.

One thousand sunsets, stars, night skies,
one thousand hugs, high fives, goodbyes,
one thousand phone calls when I fly,
some thousand miles -- keep your head high.

One thousand thoughts clouding your head,
one thousand lonely nights in bed,
I meant it when I said “I do”
I’ll spend, a thousand more with you…

A day will come for our time to end,
one thousand memories will begin,
for every day we got to spend;
it’ll be the longest day in Heaven.

One day feels like one thousand years,
one thousand years feels like one day,
I meant it when I said “I do”
I’ll spend, a thousand more with you.

@desire.is.dope
20190818
0140HRS
Today, 8/18/19, makes 1,400 days of dating my wife. We were friends as teens, but our relationship began when I was in the military. After getting married, I was stationed overseas for 13 months. Randomly realizing I’ve been dating my wife for over a thousand days now, and have been married for almost a thousand (828), I was inspired to write this little poem/song.
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