#either - Hello Poetry

NOVEMBER 5, 2016 / - a note to my future The old man said I have persevered The new man waited The old man said Through long years of toil And sweat rivers of ****** tears For what I got Ye got that The new man waited Ye got that The new man nodded Perseverance that’s what Jesus said I needed And I got it By God and I ain’t quittin’neither The new man waved said Nothing and Walked away Gracefully

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Apr 13, 2023

Apr 13, 2023 at 5:57 PM UTC

kenpepiton

Persevere

NOVEMBER 5, 2016 / - a note to my future The old man said I have persevered The new man waited The old man said Through long years of toil And sweat rivers of ****** tears For what I got Ye got that The new man waited Ye got that The new man nodded Perseverance that’s what Jesus said I needed And I got it By God and I ain’t quittin’neither The new man waved said Nothing and Walked away Gracefully

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Either Opt...2 roads i have a choice... Option... Can i raise my voice.... My conciouness... Talking... Should i trust him cause am him... Either... That's another route.... With different signs... I need yahh... As i lose myself..... In the mist darkness.... Can you hear my words... These words teach yah.... Cause they are the world.. Scripture... I ain't a preacher... But am the last prophet... I have been here. Wither My soul...dry... Drought change season position... Like pieces of a draft.... I doubt...the pen in my veins... It carries alot of secrets pains... Its the 14 day.. Observing the periods.... ************ cycle repeat... Is this my defeat... I wither... Lose all i had dehydrated... Probably my soul in stilled in society and social media hatred... Comment... that's my last moment.... Sweat and tears... My own body Wither...from decision taken either -kay🌹 Aka...🕊️-son of lee-dia-🕊️

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Feb 18, 2021

Feb 18, 2021 at 5:09 AM UTC

bongani-g-kay

Either or wither

Either Opt...2 roads i have a choice... Option... Can i raise my voice.... My conciouness... Talking... Should i trust him cause am him... Either... That's another route.... With different signs... I need yahh... As i lose myself..... In the mist darkness.... Can you hear my words... These words teach yah.... Cause they are the world.. Scripture... I ain't a preacher... But am the last prophet... I have been here. Wither My soul...dry... Drought change season position... Like pieces of a draft.... I doubt...the pen in my veins... It carries alot of secrets pains... Its the 14 day.. Observing the periods.... ************ cycle repeat... Is this my defeat... I wither... Lose all i had dehydrated... Probably my soul in stilled in society and social media hatred... Comment... that's my last moment.... Sweat and tears... My own body Wither...from decision taken either -kay🌹 Aka...🕊️-son of lee-dia-🕊️

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This word of wander, Not as easy to do As it may be to ponder One life full of dreams Another filled with distraction, Makes it hard to choose teams, Without choosing destruction Go where the money is? And risk losing myself? Or go with my heart, My passion, My desire, And ask, ‘What if?’ But ‘What if?’ I will ask regardless... Either path will leave me with wonders- But which to follow? If I go with one, I may become hollow... If I go with the other, My bank account may be swallowed... Can one do both? Or does authenticity risk fading? Distraction... Destruction... Focus. Decide. To try is to decide. To know is to have done. To love is to know. Do I know what I love? Do I know what I want? Try. Decide. Focus.

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Sep 16, 2018

Sep 16, 2018 at 3:11 PM UTC

Livspeaks

Balance?

This word of wander, Not as easy to do As it may be to ponder One life full of dreams Another filled with distraction, Makes it hard to choose teams, Without choosing destruction Go where the money is? And risk losing myself? Or go with my heart, My passion, My desire, And ask, ‘What if?’ But ‘What if?’ I will ask regardless... Either path will leave me with wonders- But which to follow? If I go with one, I may become hollow... If I go with the other, My bank account may be swallowed... Can one do both? Or does authenticity risk fading? Distraction... Destruction... Focus. Decide. To try is to decide. To know is to have done. To love is to know. Do I know what I love? Do I know what I want? Try. Decide. Focus.

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The more I ponder my death, The more attractive it seems. Trading my last breath, To enter the world of my dreams. Waving goodbye to my burdens, Blowing a kiss to my pains. Closing shut life's curtains, To be with my God who reigns. But looking around, I think This planet will do me just fine. There are plenty of things I'd love to do Before I grow old and resign. With people and places to explore and know, So much of me is happy to stay. But just as much of me is happy to go, That I know I'll be good either way.

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Sep 6, 2018

Sep 6, 2018 at 6:55 PM UTC

being_human

The More I Ponder My Death

The more I ponder my death, The more attractive it seems. Trading my last breath, To enter the world of my dreams. Waving goodbye to my burdens, Blowing a kiss to my pains. Closing shut life's curtains, To be with my God who reigns. But looking around, I think This planet will do me just fine. There are plenty of things I'd love to do Before I grow old and resign. With people and places to explore and know, So much of me is happy to stay. But just as much of me is happy to go, That I know I'll be good either way.

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Some walk the line Between a woman and a man. If god got a do-over Would he do the same again? Or would some afterthought Bring about a badly needed change That causes confusion So some use the epithet “strange”? How do people so often ignore The amazing leaders and creators, Proof they’ve been shown before That different people can be world beaters. People have cheered for decades Those strong women who compete in sports. For centuries men of feminine type Felt they’ve needed to sink to life’s last resorts. For no reason that makes sense Parents have dealt unremitting hate to their kids. Some of them take it personally As if it is the result of something evil they did. Demands were made unthinkingly To change they way they had to behave And too often the orders came from The unsuccessful directives of “Jesus Saves”. So here they are, suffering daily The children who live as god made them And society, for no good reason Chooses to call them names and evade them. There is nothing wrong with them These beautiful people living on the line Who act and live their lovely lives The way nature has defined.

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Jul 20, 2018

Jul 20, 2018 at 9:41 PM UTC

brent-kincaid

ON THE LINE

Some walk the line Between a woman and a man. If god got a do-over Would he do the same again? Or would some afterthought Bring about a badly needed change That causes confusion So some use the epithet “strange”? How do people so often ignore The amazing leaders and creators, Proof they’ve been shown before That different people can be world beaters. People have cheered for decades Those strong women who compete in sports. For centuries men of feminine type Felt they’ve needed to sink to life’s last resorts. For no reason that makes sense Parents have dealt unremitting hate to their kids. Some of them take it personally As if it is the result of something evil they did. Demands were made unthinkingly To change they way they had to behave And too often the orders came from The unsuccessful directives of “Jesus Saves”. So here they are, suffering daily The children who live as god made them And society, for no good reason Chooses to call them names and evade them. There is nothing wrong with them These beautiful people living on the line Who act and live their lovely lives The way nature has defined.

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I sit feet firmly planted mind aligned. Ensconced as I enter a world inside the creative either’s of internet, Letters tap away like making beautiful sounds that mesh with birds song. My fingers come alive on diving board of keyboard, feeling the vibrations of words waiting, like bride at alter or midwife ready for birth. They move gracefully, tapping upon sea’s keyboard whose tide of letters carry a calm aura. Time stops as I become a bird moving gracefully across open sky, to anoint a white cloud-like page. Every footstep becomes a word as I journey with hug of breeze. Every phase meshes with breath with purpose to a gift another’s eye. And when action is taken to release into poetic either’s my creation, I smile, knowing perhaps another heart I will open." StarBG © 2017

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Aug 16, 2017

Aug 16, 2017 at 10:48 AM UTC

star-bg

Poetic Either

I sit feet firmly planted mind aligned. Ensconced as I enter a world inside the creative either’s of internet, Letters tap away like making beautiful sounds that mesh with birds song. My fingers come alive on diving board of keyboard, feeling the vibrations of words waiting, like bride at alter or midwife ready for birth. They move gracefully, tapping upon sea’s keyboard whose tide of letters carry a calm aura. Time stops as I become a bird moving gracefully across open sky, to anoint a white cloud-like page. Every footstep becomes a word as I journey with hug of breeze. Every phase meshes with breath with purpose to a gift another’s eye. And when action is taken to release into poetic either’s my creation, I smile, knowing perhaps another heart I will open." StarBG © 2017

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ITS EITHER : i am a self centered ***** or they are too good at pitch i am going crazy in this sinking ship or they are seemingly decent lunatics i am unable to convey whatever i say or they lack comprehension , message delay. ITS EITHER SOLO TIPTOE OR PUBLIC TALK SHOW CAN'T BE BOTH, IS IT THOUGH? PERHAPS, IT COULD BE EITHER OR BOTH PREVIOUS IS SOMETHING I LOATHE BUT LATTER NEGATE POSSIBLE OUTGROWTH. so i glued myself dreading the worst with unwilling nerve to scratch the crust this mystery could be blessing or curse. this constant feeling of inevitable doom consumes me but they know, i assume. so here i am In this pickled fiasco staying afloat. with toneless stern face they gloat. they talk tall and taller i feel small and smaller.

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Apr 3, 2017

Apr 3, 2017 at 6:17 PM UTC

imnthea

either or both

ITS EITHER : i am a self centered ***** or they are too good at pitch i am going crazy in this sinking ship or they are seemingly decent lunatics i am unable to convey whatever i say or they lack comprehension , message delay. ITS EITHER SOLO TIPTOE OR PUBLIC TALK SHOW CAN'T BE BOTH, IS IT THOUGH? PERHAPS, IT COULD BE EITHER OR BOTH PREVIOUS IS SOMETHING I LOATHE BUT LATTER NEGATE POSSIBLE OUTGROWTH. so i glued myself dreading the worst with unwilling nerve to scratch the crust this mystery could be blessing or curse. this constant feeling of inevitable doom consumes me but they know, i assume. so here i am In this pickled fiasco staying afloat. with toneless stern face they gloat. they talk tall and taller i feel small and smaller.

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I don't know why.. I either hate, or love I'm either happy, or sad I'm either excited, or bored I'm either thin, or fat I'm either sick, or healthy I'm either strong, or weak They say we all are teenagers, its just a phase Passion swings both ways The mood changes like the wind We all come from the same place But I feel like I am from outer space I wonder If those feelings will ever vanish Or forever stays.

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May 10, 2015

May 10, 2015 at 5:49 PM UTC

Dreamfall121

Teenage phase

I don't know why.. I either hate, or love I'm either happy, or sad I'm either excited, or bored I'm either thin, or fat I'm either sick, or healthy I'm either strong, or weak They say we all are teenagers, its just a phase Passion swings both ways The mood changes like the wind We all come from the same place But I feel like I am from outer space I wonder If those feelings will ever vanish Or forever stays.

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Two travelers, pursuing knowledge! One goes from the outside in Sees divide from sky to skin, Forgets the God's footsteps and where they've been.. Two travelers, must acknowledge! One goes from the inside out Knows unity, no single doubt. Sees them wither just so they can sprout. Together today, Travelers of two wandering ways. Eye to eye, they utter and say Its neither nor, and both today! Sighs the wind, Oh how knowledge is ever so grey.

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Jul 17, 2014

Jul 17, 2014 at 9:21 PM UTC

Aranyani

The Definition of Grey

Two travelers, pursuing knowledge! One goes from the outside in Sees divide from sky to skin, Forgets the God's footsteps and where they've been.. Two travelers, must acknowledge! One goes from the inside out Knows unity, no single doubt. Sees them wither just so they can sprout. Together today, Travelers of two wandering ways. Eye to eye, they utter and say Its neither nor, and both today! Sighs the wind, Oh how knowledge is ever so grey.

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