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Jessica Schwartz Nov 2017
I'm starting to question,
Not the truth in your words,
But if their representation,
Matches their worth.
If it's real,
If you mean it,
There's no deadline.
Seal the deal,
Then get depleted,
Lingering like a punchline.
The worth of your words depreciate-
So much I can't appreciate,
A single thing you say.
Having anything means nothing,
till you can have it all.
Don't tell me that you want me;
You got no one else to call.
to-day the ones
I selected
rated well
on
the scale
which gave
a positive indication
my options
were hitting
the nail

upward of sixty five percent
and it continued to
track
without any worries
I would soon be
at the very top of
the stack

no one else can pick them
quite like
I can
I'm an ace
in the identifying
plan
A relic
of past
now present
must persist
here in
town and
once set
to do
long days
in yore
with him
that sends
stockings and
smart things
for change
these customary
wells ready
take place.
Th3rd Apr 2017
Salt in my veins
Revolution in my heart
Letting loose the reins
Finally getting a start

Twenty four years later
After my birth
Grabbing the Mercator
******* in my girth

No longer ignoring
The calls of the shores
Set forth exploring
Opening the doors

One to a lake
Largest in the West
My option to take
And call it my best

The other a sea
Foreign as mars
Alien life to me
Whole new set of stars

This is my option
Can't be made haphazardly
Not sold at an auction
No time for jackassery

Interviews lined up
Will tell the tale
One for a backup
Should I likely fail
Rhyming is something I do, one day I may leave it behind for the artistic imagery of poetry. But til then rhyme away I will.
Debbie Ogenyi Jan 2017
Here I am sitted again  
Options laid before me
Another path so enticing
Too many meals before me
All these calling out my name

How do I choose just one
My feet longs for every path
My tongue waters for every bite
Just then  heart whispers contentment
So I followed my heart  and found peace
Mane Omsy Oct 2016
Who are you?
If they pull the trigger and shoot you
What could you do in a minute?
Fast walking and sprint
Like you never seen them
Surviving all the cramps
You must run fast as you can
Today shouldn't be your last
You could be as high as clouds
Can you fly, can you climb?
Can you wait until the light
Sparks of some fire shots in the dark
It's closer, too closer
Till they rip out your heart
With them bullets
The Nada Oct 2016
Did you encounter doing something however you don’t know why you have to? Asking yourself if you’ll fit together with those individuals who had picked that path and you left hanging to the question “What do I want?”

Elderly folks says follow what you want because that’s the only way to revel hardships of your life. (Obviously because you wanted what you are doing)

But what can elders says when you are doing things that you don’t know if you want it or should I say that isn’t the thing you are into.

That the reason you are there is because you have no other choice but to choose someone’s choice or else suffer to nothing.

They left you no other options but to accept the fact that you have to deal with it.
-The Nada
Through my eyes I see every thing differently.

What you see straight I see bent,
you see black and white, I see colors left and right.

What you see I see differently, I am unique in each of my critiques of all my pieces.

God gave me this so we can have options, so I can give opinions, so there can be petitions, competitions, additions & all sorts of traditions.

We're all given a choice & my choice is to inspire the world.
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