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Nicole Feekes Dec 2015
There is more the everything that you see
don’t make decisions that are full of greed
everything you do now will affect you later
make good choices, deflect the pain and anger
what seems fun for a while, can have lifetime effects.
what you do now, in the future you’ll regret
don’t ever think your going to be the same
because if you do , your starting a chain
if you do this.. change your ways
because if you don’t
you’ll find nothing left to gain
Erika Castaldo Dec 2015
One day, she’ll write a book,
A book that will influence thousands
For years to come.

One day, she’ll pour her heart out
For all the world to see
And touch the hearts of
Those who feel alone.

One day, a young girl will open that book
And realize the world isn’t so bad.
She’ll grow up with hope
Despite all the bad she sees.

One day, a young boy will read that book
And experience a brand new world,
One where his mother speaks to him
And his dad doesn’t beat him every night.

One day, she’ll make people happy.
Katlego Tladi Oct 2015
Morning settles on the dew.
Mirages of you, settle in my view.
While the sky settles with its hue.
I settle thoughts of settling with you.

I wouldn't mind settling for this.
Except, humming birds never settle in their nests.
East is what you know best
But It's always warmer in the west.

When the sky changes its hue it changes with you.
Looks can be deceiving but changes are true.
When the night comes, You come apart.
When the snow becomes dark, So does your heart.

The birds in the east never really gave you an option.
'No' only meant proceed
With caution.
I find myself
All too often
Losing you
To your many contortions

You'd bend over in every way for me, anytime.
Except backwards.
Forever mine.
What a short forever that was.

Learning to accept that humming birds never settle in their nests.
Learning that when the dew falls, it's only for the best.
Learning to live without the air that is you baby.
You were so hot last night, it turned you into dew baby
aniket nikhade Oct 2015
Here or there,
somewhere along in the way of it's thinking,
somewhere at the back of mind,
the mind knows there is always a curiosity.

An anxiousness to know more
A curious mind stays restless,
then an extra bit of effort is made to know more in detail about all that is happening.

Here or there,
somewhere along in the way of it's thinking,
somewhere at the back of mind,
the mind knows there is always an influence of something in life.

Particularly something in particular
This influence can also be found in the line of action that needs to be taken
Quite necessarily when the line of action is taken, then the role of influence can prominently be seen.

Here or there,
somewhere along in the way of it's thinking,
somewhere at the back of mind,
the mind knows a few things are always going to remain in store.

Some among these few things include the following,
bonding, mutual trust, understanding and also forgiveness.

Bonding comes naturally.
As we grow, we also realize the importance of bonding along with time.
Trust comes after experiencing odds and difficulties in life.
Forgiveness is for those, who believe that things can change for better,
if trust and faith are put together.

Here or there,
somewhere along in the way of it's thinking,
somewhere at the back of mind,
the mind knows there is always a hope for a better tomorrow.

When the everyday news is filled with bloodshed, violence and killings,
somewhere at the back of mind, the mind knows,
tomorrow will be better,
definitely much better than all what is going on as of now in the present.

So never give up in life
Work towards what you have set up as your goal,
while doing so always hope for a better tomorrow.
Kayla Ross Sep 2015
So open our minds could be
To invite each side with a balanced scene

So loud our voices could carry
The righteous solution of a perfect recipe

With the ingredients so perfectly married
Of love, fairness and honesty

But instead our eyes are glued to the screen
Downloading illusions with influence and monotony

The information, as fake as the food we're eating
Served on a silver plate to convince it's certainty

All to rid us of the power we carry
Which is masked with negativity
To confuse us of the reality
That gives us the possibility
To accept one another's beliefs
To agree to disagree
To think for ourselves without all the censoring

If all this was a probability
Our home wouldn't be so naive
Our children would grow into a future of positivity
With certainty of security
And we could all live ever happily

But instead we are taught that fairy tales are for t.v. only
From the same screen controlling our identities
This poem was inspired by the realization that we are all so busy worrying about what we see on tv and pointing fingers at one another when in reality, the importance should be accepting others beliefs and educating ourselves before stating our opinions. Media is a loud and powerful voice but we should not rely on it to shape our understanding and opinions.
Jack Thompson Sep 2015
It ain't ever enough.
Just one touch.
When you loved me so hard.
Every moment feels like I'm losing you.

I'm on a ride that's forever crashing.
You take me so high.
I can't bare to get off..
But I know I can't stay on.

When your presence tears me in pieces.
I can't even breathe right.
When you kiss me.
I just can't see the light.

I give in.
© All Rights Reserved Jack Thompson 2015
Ignatius Hosiana Sep 2015
Wanted love to bring peace
Not only because I needed a kiss
I wanted love to answer my question
I wanted love for some inspiration
I wanted love to bring me contentment
I wanted love to come by with forever
I wanted love,at least the statement
I wanted love more than to be clever
I wanted love because I needed care
I wanted love for a little mystery
I wanted love because I needed repair
I wanted love to erase my etched history
I wanted love because everyone wanted
I wanted love because I wanted heat
I wanted love because by single I was haunted
I wanted love only until I found it
Everybody, a moment in their life,
want power,
desire wealth,
envy influence, and
run after fame.

Some found them in the common hours,
others took ages to realise them,
others never had the opportunity,
and most are still working hard towards them.

For those that have them all and are happy,
blessed are they,
those that have them all, but along with them come an emptiness,
it's time to share them with others,
for those that never had the opportunity,
be thankful that you can breathe a sigh of relief,
and those that are still searching for them,
learn from the experiences of the others.
Be thankful for what you have now
big or small
plenty or few
two or one
one or none,
because you are
still powerful,
wealthy,
influential
and famous
in your own rights.
ahmo Jul 2015
black ties
don't absorb sunlight
like their counterparts.
There are
instead
bullet holes.
and a man that can't breathe.

But this isn't simply
business casual.
It's a boost in morale
for hollow hearts
and the whipped counterparts.

My hands are free, my hands are free
Keep open eyes and remember me
And rage against this machine
that makes me seem
like I'm everything
they want me to be.
Julie Grenness Jul 2015
This tribute to Grandpa to read,
Lifeline in our family tapestry,
Every stitch sewn with love,
Grandpa's guidance from above,
In our web of threads.
Echoes of patterns never ends,
Colours entwining, shades selecting,
Our Grandpa standing tall as a tree,
Our family tapestry,
In him we always believed,
Memories of the olden days,
Our family's exemplar, now passed away,
Endless hours, part of his story,
In perpetual light, he rests in glory,
Our Grandpa stood tall as a tree,
Yes, in him we always believed,
Stitching here endlessly,
Grandpa's place in our family tapestry.
Feedback welcome.
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