#inpiration - Hello Poetry

This Authentic tale was brought to you By A Boy through a sheet of paper Some words that render you to use your loaf , Here We Go : This world Can not Acquire My Priceless Ambitions I'm bigger than it Small Vs broad I can't be welcome aboard That is why It owes me donation: Tangles of motivation Strands of Hope To weave them And Create My Own loops Collection of my sole vicious Troops Oups ! Sorry for disturbing Just dismiss it If it looks somewhat Irritating Because this young Lad shan't Give Up Working That Boy was thrown off, Pricked Heart Ceased brain by pointed Sharp Darts Formed with Witty teasing words spit by some fools Then Battering Starts Oh Heck , **** , break his neck , then check his pulse If it goes and back Cut off nerves Likewise cables unto his dreams If you were me , What would you Choose ? A bruise? Or Lose ? That's how it seems When you re Vulnerable When agony extent is overall When the mixture of anger with Temper is subtle Luckily , Temptation plus Sensibility sustained me To be Morally Unbeatable With no compassion By Self-Affection With Guts injection frustration is frustrating regardless I vowed that come hell or water , I'll overcome failure Because I'm not useless This world Can not Acquire My Priceless Ambitions I'm bigger than it Small Vs broad I can't be welcome aboard That is why It owes me donation: Tangles of motivation Strands of Hope To weave them And Create My Own loops Collection of my sole vicious Troops Then , I experienced another level of life I Met A Gal That looks beloved to My Heart A soulmate or A pal ? I don't mind But she is going to be My Future wife Day-by-Day I was getting optimistic. Grinning Automatically Like I Don't know what is arising actually Sensational Emotions That soared me up into Infinity I was like a BoT brain went Rash Till I realised everything is Rot Afterwards , Results came Harsh I ve become sad Yes , that was bad All these Moments got a transition to Tears dripping onto the blanket of My bed I Start Breathing with sigh Why some people are cynic ? Why others use imitated Lipsticks? To play role of devil's advocate And tell you you are his flesh and blood , we are intimate ! Haste makes wastes And every Cloud has a silver lining So . Sorry Honey I'have no money i'let you boogie Swaying Your body contemporary to Victory symphony You're happy temporally I'm not mister patrick I'm mister master of tricks Number Six ? No , I eighty-six See ? This world Can not Acquire my Priceless Ambitions I'm bigger than it Small Vs broad I can't be welcome abroad That is why It owes me donation: Tangles of motivation Strands of Hope To weave them And Create My Own loops Collection of my sole vicious Troops Now after Lending an ear to this young boy's tale, It is high time i take off the truth's veil: Success's pavement is too long so it seems endless Stop thinking about what people say consequentlty Mjority is ordinary Don't prove them wrong Years fly by Prove yourself wrong to make their lips get dry Even what you do is literally mumbo jumbo Don't ever never Accuse your spirit's echoes They are not egoes They Stand by you Until you realise The vital triumph : Being number Uno ! And who is number uno ? It is me and you ! That's why , This world Can not Acquire My Priceless Ambitions I'm bigger than it Small Vs broad I can't be welcome aboard That is why It owes me donation: Tangles of motivation Strands of Hope To weave them And Create My Own loops Collection of my sole vicious Troops

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Aug 24, 2020

Aug 24, 2020 at 7:45 PM UTC

pencilwarrior

A young Boy's Tale

This Authentic tale was brought to you By A Boy through a sheet of paper Some words that render you to use your loaf , Here We Go : This world Can not Acquire My Priceless Ambitions I'm bigger than it Small Vs broad I can't be welcome aboard That is why It owes me donation: Tangles of motivation Strands of Hope To weave them And Create My Own loops Collection of my sole vicious Troops Oups ! Sorry for disturbing Just dismiss it If it looks somewhat Irritating Because this young Lad shan't Give Up Working That Boy was thrown off, Pricked Heart Ceased brain by pointed Sharp Darts Formed with Witty teasing words spit by some fools Then Battering Starts Oh Heck , **** , break his neck , then check his pulse If it goes and back Cut off nerves Likewise cables unto his dreams If you were me , What would you Choose ? A bruise? Or Lose ? That's how it seems When you re Vulnerable When agony extent is overall When the mixture of anger with Temper is subtle Luckily , Temptation plus Sensibility sustained me To be Morally Unbeatable With no compassion By Self-Affection With Guts injection frustration is frustrating regardless I vowed that come hell or water , I'll overcome failure Because I'm not useless This world Can not Acquire My Priceless Ambitions I'm bigger than it Small Vs broad I can't be welcome aboard That is why It owes me donation: Tangles of motivation Strands of Hope To weave them And Create My Own loops Collection of my sole vicious Troops Then , I experienced another level of life I Met A Gal That looks beloved to My Heart A soulmate or A pal ? I don't mind But she is going to be My Future wife Day-by-Day I was getting optimistic. Grinning Automatically Like I Don't know what is arising actually Sensational Emotions That soared me up into Infinity I was like a BoT brain went Rash Till I realised everything is Rot Afterwards , Results came Harsh I ve become sad Yes , that was bad All these Moments got a transition to Tears dripping onto the blanket of My bed I Start Breathing with sigh Why some people are cynic ? Why others use imitated Lipsticks? To play role of devil's advocate And tell you you are his flesh and blood , we are intimate ! Haste makes wastes And every Cloud has a silver lining So . Sorry Honey I'have no money i'let you boogie Swaying Your body contemporary to Victory symphony You're happy temporally I'm not mister patrick I'm mister master of tricks Number Six ? No , I eighty-six See ? This world Can not Acquire my Priceless Ambitions I'm bigger than it Small Vs broad I can't be welcome abroad That is why It owes me donation: Tangles of motivation Strands of Hope To weave them And Create My Own loops Collection of my sole vicious Troops Now after Lending an ear to this young boy's tale, It is high time i take off the truth's veil: Success's pavement is too long so it seems endless Stop thinking about what people say consequentlty Mjority is ordinary Don't prove them wrong Years fly by Prove yourself wrong to make their lips get dry Even what you do is literally mumbo jumbo Don't ever never Accuse your spirit's echoes They are not egoes They Stand by you Until you realise The vital triumph : Being number Uno ! And who is number uno ? It is me and you ! That's why , This world Can not Acquire My Priceless Ambitions I'm bigger than it Small Vs broad I can't be welcome aboard That is why It owes me donation: Tangles of motivation Strands of Hope To weave them And Create My Own loops Collection of my sole vicious Troops

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#Your feedback Won t make me fall back. Sitting al desko Playing sudoku Bored , frustrated I m in a Hot potato! I can't go along with any decision concerning any intention Lifeless emotions Still , dominating inspiration Brain wants my approval to begin a conversation Hey stranger , Here is a blank sheet of paper Rub onto it either with a pen or a Pencil A penny for your thoughts Pencil Warrior A cut-throat self-competition Are you a brave competitor ? Are you up for pursuing the reader ? That reading is worth consumin? That you are eager to be an idol not a dime a dozen ? So : You Need Knowledge Assistance Then , You ought to Get My Maintenance To make : Your Wiriting resemble A Magic Cool And fantastic Mysterious Not Obvious Meticulous but Not Hilarious Hey Stranger , A Tip To Mention That Writin if i m not mistaken is A Paaassion Divided into Words Whose subdivisions Are Alphaaabet With writing, you can be Against The Grain Writing Evaporates lukewarm Depression Liquid That s Circulating All Along in Each Vein, Compiled steam By me into Glammerous Words Falling liKe A Heavy Rain At That Moment , You Bested Your Opponent which is Pain You showed The Opposite that is Gain And Everybody is Endorsing Your Work : That s Insane ! That s why: You Need Knowledge Assistance Then You Ought to Get my maintenance To Make : Your writing resemble A magic cool and Fantastic Mysterious not Obvious Meticulous but Not Hilarious Yes Brain , you stuck to the Point Writing is a god-gifted Talent I am lyrically fit and Grammatically Fluent Arrogant ? No I can T Flaunt it Not **** and Bull Story perhaps I Should Admit it No It s A Reticence Illuminated Through A Piece Of Writing Yes Brain You are the ideas machine I m The Typing machine Let s Leave A Message Whether is read (Red) or Seen Nevermind , I just wanna make my conscience clear How ? That s why #: I Need Knowledge Assistance Then I Ought to Get your maintenance To Make : My writing resemble A magic cool and Fantastic Mysterious not Obvious Meticulous but Not Hilarious

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Aug 2, 2020

Aug 2, 2020 at 6:45 PM UTC

pencilwarrior

Brain Vs Me

#Your feedback Won t make me fall back. Sitting al desko Playing sudoku Bored , frustrated I m in a Hot potato! I can't go along with any decision concerning any intention Lifeless emotions Still , dominating inspiration Brain wants my approval to begin a conversation Hey stranger , Here is a blank sheet of paper Rub onto it either with a pen or a Pencil A penny for your thoughts Pencil Warrior A cut-throat self-competition Are you a brave competitor ? Are you up for pursuing the reader ? That reading is worth consumin? That you are eager to be an idol not a dime a dozen ? So : You Need Knowledge Assistance Then , You ought to Get My Maintenance To make : Your Wiriting resemble A Magic Cool And fantastic Mysterious Not Obvious Meticulous but Not Hilarious Hey Stranger , A Tip To Mention That Writin if i m not mistaken is A Paaassion Divided into Words Whose subdivisions Are Alphaaabet With writing, you can be Against The Grain Writing Evaporates lukewarm Depression Liquid That s Circulating All Along in Each Vein, Compiled steam By me into Glammerous Words Falling liKe A Heavy Rain At That Moment , You Bested Your Opponent which is Pain You showed The Opposite that is Gain And Everybody is Endorsing Your Work : That s Insane ! That s why: You Need Knowledge Assistance Then You Ought to Get my maintenance To Make : Your writing resemble A magic cool and Fantastic Mysterious not Obvious Meticulous but Not Hilarious Yes Brain , you stuck to the Point Writing is a god-gifted Talent I am lyrically fit and Grammatically Fluent Arrogant ? No I can T Flaunt it Not **** and Bull Story perhaps I Should Admit it No It s A Reticence Illuminated Through A Piece Of Writing Yes Brain You are the ideas machine I m The Typing machine Let s Leave A Message Whether is read (Red) or Seen Nevermind , I just wanna make my conscience clear How ? That s why #: I Need Knowledge Assistance Then I Ought to Get your maintenance To Make : My writing resemble A magic cool and Fantastic Mysterious not Obvious Meticulous but Not Hilarious

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Tarek, Let the Nightmarish memories Blow Off , Display Reliability just show it off , I know vengeance is intense Reason of countable forgiveness and uncountable carelessness icy Brains ,they Never Catch it for once or even twice Domino's zone , You are just a Dice ! Just Be kind Keep Demons whispers behind And God Shall willingly be in your side Theasurus Declared : Pride ! Wounded Heart man ! An Extraordinary Cut ! Heart is singing Bass legit H---E---L---P ....H---E---A---L B---u---m---p....F---E---E---L How Can Rage be defeated against the Usage of my nut ? It s Perfectly Hurt , Provided pain by emotions Burglar: A Stupid extrovert And i m isolated Beyond the hustle and bustle of Our World Anxiety Siege in my world type deserted hostel Defined by one Word : Introvert No more worries Tarek, You ve become Ethics Expert You used to be Low-Headed You are Now A Levelheaded Sensible Sport 19 Years Old You proved them wrong That You Can Handle responsibility'sword That You deserve A Successful life as an Award Because you are spiritually And definitely Strong , Although Circumstances Dazzle And Baffle You Were beware enough how To Prevent Shizzles Because you were aware enough how to Knot Satisfaction needles Pain is Now my roommate , my eyes apple So ? Who is up for another pain Battle?

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Aug 2, 2020

Aug 2, 2020 at 6:34 PM UTC

pencilwarrior

Tarek

Tarek, Let the Nightmarish memories Blow Off , Display Reliability just show it off , I know vengeance is intense Reason of countable forgiveness and uncountable carelessness icy Brains ,they Never Catch it for once or even twice Domino's zone , You are just a Dice ! Just Be kind Keep Demons whispers behind And God Shall willingly be in your side Theasurus Declared : Pride ! Wounded Heart man ! An Extraordinary Cut ! Heart is singing Bass legit H---E---L---P ....H---E---A---L B---u---m---p....F---E---E---L How Can Rage be defeated against the Usage of my nut ? It s Perfectly Hurt , Provided pain by emotions Burglar: A Stupid extrovert And i m isolated Beyond the hustle and bustle of Our World Anxiety Siege in my world type deserted hostel Defined by one Word : Introvert No more worries Tarek, You ve become Ethics Expert You used to be Low-Headed You are Now A Levelheaded Sensible Sport 19 Years Old You proved them wrong That You Can Handle responsibility'sword That You deserve A Successful life as an Award Because you are spiritually And definitely Strong , Although Circumstances Dazzle And Baffle You Were beware enough how To Prevent Shizzles Because you were aware enough how to Knot Satisfaction needles Pain is Now my roommate , my eyes apple So ? Who is up for another pain Battle?

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Let no man keep away what is rightfully his

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Nov 1, 2019

Nov 1, 2019 at 2:28 PM UTC

karisa-brown

No one

Let no man keep away what is rightfully his

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Whenever my heart sinks and my mind halts, I eye my darkest secrets, threaten them of the blinding light. It's the past I'm trying to bury along with the things untold. But then, there's a part of me that wants to carry my past with pride and own my scars.

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Aug 2, 2019

Aug 2, 2019 at 7:24 AM UTC

Sumaira

Own my scars

Whenever my heart sinks and my mind halts, I eye my darkest secrets, threaten them of the blinding light. It's the past I'm trying to bury along with the things untold. But then, there's a part of me that wants to carry my past with pride and own my scars.

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At a loss for inspiration Creativity crippled Drained of motivation Passion paralyzed Spiraling depression the only thing thriving. Still and quiet, the only thing she has the energy to move is pen to paper as she awakens muscles she didn’t realise she forgot she had. She drowned herself unknowingly.

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Jan 7, 2019

Jan 7, 2019 at 7:49 PM UTC

nja

Unmoved

At a loss for inspiration Creativity crippled Drained of motivation Passion paralyzed Spiraling depression the only thing thriving. Still and quiet, the only thing she has the energy to move is pen to paper as she awakens muscles she didn’t realise she forgot she had. She drowned herself unknowingly.

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A kind Word is a: Tree with unlimited fruits, Sun with its infinite sun shine, Full moon with its abundant light, Blue print to an inspiring life. A kind word is The 'angel of love' that can Win the respect of an enemy, Heal a broken soul, And change someone’s life! A kind word is A tsunami, that can break One hundred walls to reach the Heart of a being, and fill it With hope, love, and inspiration. Hussein Dekmak

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Oct 7, 2018

Oct 7, 2018 at 9:32 AM UTC

hussein-dekmak

A kind Word:

A kind Word is a: Tree with unlimited fruits, Sun with its infinite sun shine, Full moon with its abundant light, Blue print to an inspiring life. A kind word is The 'angel of love' that can Win the respect of an enemy, Heal a broken soul, And change someone’s life! A kind word is A tsunami, that can break One hundred walls to reach the Heart of a being, and fill it With hope, love, and inspiration. Hussein Dekmak

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Happiness is lived in snatches It dares you to steal a bite of hope It pushes you to relish it. And by the time you swallow It will vanish.

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Nov 3, 2017

Nov 3, 2017 at 2:43 PM UTC

meyssy-ibert

Thief

Happiness is lived in snatches It dares you to steal a bite of hope It pushes you to relish it. And by the time you swallow It will vanish.

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Sitting, writing Picturing a fantasized version of reality Thinking if how it could be Only if.. things were different

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Jun 22, 2017

Jun 22, 2017 at 10:40 AM UTC

holtby36

Untitled

Sitting, writing Picturing a fantasized version of reality Thinking if how it could be Only if.. things were different

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One year since I met him. Six months since I saw him. Three since I've spoken to him. And finally I'm done. Like polar bears lumbering Over sand dunes I'm dried up. I can't believe that he was a man For whom I thought I could have Written epics for. I need new inspiration. When your muse is fickle As leaves on deciduous trees One must find a new source For the Mississippi. I will take up crime, start small. Jaywalking! And write a limerick about the Thrill of it. I'll dance with more than one Man in a night let them touch But not keep. They cannot Breach this beach it's mine. I don't invite strangers into my Bed, I take none of them home, but somehow they're all a poem. I don't want to be a writer With pages of ex-lovers in Her notebooks scrawled Out in ink, like blood, Like tears from a flood. Cause I will pour out all My words, my language is Love, on the pages balled Up in waste baskets hidden. My heart beats to a rhythm Too irregular a meter For most to keep up. I get it. A muse is old news. I can write it better Than some hipster sweater Wearing, never texting first, Fall in and out of love headfirst Kinda man. But oh man, I'd love a man With whom I would write Perpetual sonnets. Fill volumes with devotion Not about one night but all The nights that we fall asleep Together knowing that tomorrow Is another day I get to write about him. And though nothing will be new There will be something beautiful About when the whiskey on his breath Meets the coffee on mine. We all have our vices, The idea of love is mine. Each kiss would taste like rhyme A thief he'd steal my heart A victimless crime. Till then I will take new roads Through yellow wood and Envy the song of the nightingale, Because I too know why the Caged bird sings. It rests in my chest, flutters, And gets excited by others Touch and false promises. I promise this: I will wait love But idle shall my pen never be.

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Aug 20, 2014

Aug 20, 2014 at 3:55 AM UTC

JuliaNeary

Inspiration

One year since I met him. Six months since I saw him. Three since I've spoken to him. And finally I'm done. Like polar bears lumbering Over sand dunes I'm dried up. I can't believe that he was a man For whom I thought I could have Written epics for. I need new inspiration. When your muse is fickle As leaves on deciduous trees One must find a new source For the Mississippi. I will take up crime, start small. Jaywalking! And write a limerick about the Thrill of it. I'll dance with more than one Man in a night let them touch But not keep. They cannot Breach this beach it's mine. I don't invite strangers into my Bed, I take none of them home, but somehow they're all a poem. I don't want to be a writer With pages of ex-lovers in Her notebooks scrawled Out in ink, like blood, Like tears from a flood. Cause I will pour out all My words, my language is Love, on the pages balled Up in waste baskets hidden. My heart beats to a rhythm Too irregular a meter For most to keep up. I get it. A muse is old news. I can write it better Than some hipster sweater Wearing, never texting first, Fall in and out of love headfirst Kinda man. But oh man, I'd love a man With whom I would write Perpetual sonnets. Fill volumes with devotion Not about one night but all The nights that we fall asleep Together knowing that tomorrow Is another day I get to write about him. And though nothing will be new There will be something beautiful About when the whiskey on his breath Meets the coffee on mine. We all have our vices, The idea of love is mine. Each kiss would taste like rhyme A thief he'd steal my heart A victimless crime. Till then I will take new roads Through yellow wood and Envy the song of the nightingale, Because I too know why the Caged bird sings. It rests in my chest, flutters, And gets excited by others Touch and false promises. I promise this: I will wait love But idle shall my pen never be.

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Im just a boy They like to call gay Ive heard all the words They say it everyday I can't go anywhere Without getting some stares They whisper in ears The pain I can't bare Why can't I be normal Be like all the rest Why can't I be straight I pray and protest But the prayers do not work For theres no one around I wait for the day To live in the ground I try so hard to change I don't like myself This isn't fair I search for help I find a light That guides my path I start to wake up I breathe and I laugh I know who I am I let it be known The darkness has left And my spirit has grown I hold my head high And my feet float off the floor Push away the sadness I once felt before Ive found my true love He's just like me Perfect in all ways We both share are glee I accept who I am Im never a fake This is who I am So give me a break If gay is so wrong Let these words be sung Your important and loved Gifted. Admired. Young.

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May 10, 2014

May 10, 2014 at 2:45 PM UTC

RebeccaElizabethS

G.A.Y

Im just a boy They like to call gay Ive heard all the words They say it everyday I can't go anywhere Without getting some stares They whisper in ears The pain I can't bare Why can't I be normal Be like all the rest Why can't I be straight I pray and protest But the prayers do not work For theres no one around I wait for the day To live in the ground I try so hard to change I don't like myself This isn't fair I search for help I find a light That guides my path I start to wake up I breathe and I laugh I know who I am I let it be known The darkness has left And my spirit has grown I hold my head high And my feet float off the floor Push away the sadness I once felt before Ive found my true love He's just like me Perfect in all ways We both share are glee I accept who I am Im never a fake This is who I am So give me a break If gay is so wrong Let these words be sung Your important and loved Gifted. Admired. Young.

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