#openyoureyes
A thousand times we try
To hold them to their crimes
A thousand more they burn us down
In an attempt to disguise and hide
You can bomb the Palestinians, burn them
Hurt and hurt them
Their faith is strong
They pray for others’ eyes to open
So open your eyes
Hear their cries
Shout it out
Protect their lives
Even if all you can do is say
”This is genocide, tomorrow cannot be the same as today!”
Stand tall in your beliefs
Human rights mean something, we say
Stop denying the truth
Open the floodgates and let their crimes loose
Show the world what you know
Don’t hide, for you could be the fuse
Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 7:40 PM UTC
so i am still too young
to know what is
really, actually, truthfully
out there..
Mar 19, 2021
Mar 19, 2021 at 5:32 PM UTC
Just because you don't have someone
By your side doesn't mean
you're alone.
Close your eyes.
Turn around.
When you open your eyes,
Tears might fall when you see
All the people who have watched you grow.
Feb 18, 2020
Feb 18, 2020 at 7:17 PM UTC
open your eyes, please
and see my pain for once.
open your eyes
and see the hurt in mine.
open your eyes
and see me, for beyond the big sweaters
and the smiles and laughs
is someone who's falling apart
open your eyes
can't you see I'm dying?
Jan 11, 2020
Jan 11, 2020 at 4:32 PM UTC
I had you first
Heart soul and mind
Grown up, not apart by time
So alike, so unchanged
Through different environments, in a different stage
Now they have you, thoughts and body
Weeding away our time though unsteady
So many wishes, so many prayers to one not there, answered suddenly but incompletely
Now I have you soul mind and body
Your heart is away, on vacation these days
Now I again begin to pray, to beg one not there
May I have you?
Again the way you once were?
All mine finally for once
Uninjured, unbroken
Loved and loving but mostly; loving me?
God please!
You know me better than I know myself!
For years and years of my feelings bottled on a shelf
Resigning myself to a secret love ocassionally crashing from above, to break my heart all over again
I never minded it then...
But to have you and have you ripped away
Every night, every day
I will never be ok
The jar is unscrewed and feeling renewed courses through my chilled veins
To remember your gentle callused hands
To remember your words to me when secrets spilled and my tears would repeat
I would give anything for you to stay
Even a day or two of having you Completely having you, is worth more than lifetimes having the next best thing
Jul 5, 2019
Jul 5, 2019 at 12:55 AM UTC
Open your eyes and deviate to green,
Artifical directions will never lead,
Hunt for magic and rise above greed,
Without it the world will be freed,
Materialistic labor shall be plead,
That is not the way we need to be,
Maybe we should dance with the tree,
Listening to the earth from root till seed.
Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 5:38 PM UTC
Why ever to think that my mind at the brink
would not want what's better, for all!
To believe beyond doubt throwing logic out
that I might know or have the resolve?
To twist and pollute and be ever astute
to history and words so divine
To espouse what is best never to test
in rhythm, prose, verse
or rhyme
Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 12:19 AM UTC
Mind the skin you touch,
for there's no glove that could ever protect you from the worst of enemies.
Though the flesh is all you may see, you're not that.
But temptation gets so strong till we can't take it, and our bodies are open and bare, left with a heart that's naked.
There's eyes in the dark.
They've been waiting for you, to poke holes at your aura and like a snake they'll slide on through.
Passing from one to another, unaware of what we carry;
If we saw our true selves in the mirror, would the sight not change, or would it be of something scary?
It's hard to tell, even if you know them well their energy can deceive,
till they detach off them and onto your spirit they'll cling.
Sexually transmitted demons, relentlessly scheming to find away to stay alive, waiting for a sleeper to slip by not using their spiritual eyes.
How many souls you got clinging; from the merging of DNA can you still say you feel like yourself? Or is there so many thoughts inside your mind that aren't yours that you can no longer tell?
It's the exchanging of energies that can strengthen us or make us weak, so mind the skin and if ever you should choose to miss the mark, be aware of the preying eyes,
waiting to cling to you in the dark...
Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 1:08 AM UTC
I store at an isolated mark that stood lonesome among the words that were written around the board.
To divert myself from the alien eyes that tore the flesh from my
body.
They dug at my vulnerability.
An odour of discomfort defended it.
My eyes stayed stiff on the meager mark.
To hold my pride strong.
I locked my weakness in the darkness of my mind.
It was no prison.
My mind was a mental asylum.
Crazy thoughts raced around helplessly.
They slashed every enemy besides it’s trusted companion of anxiety.
My head dove into my hands.
They vibrated sending shivers down my body.
Their hierarchy of judgement nipped at my ear.
Or did it?
I was defeated.
The bell jangled and I jumped.
I raised my head in a daze a final time.
I studied the classroom and saw my classmates with their blank faces.
No heads turned.
No whispers heard.
Just people who omitted all around them.
The light shifted when I recognized I was the judge. I caused the war. It’s a battle I lost to myself. The hardest battle of all.
Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 2:34 PM UTC
Erase those sad eyes and draw new ones or baby you can't come
Forget the past and move on
Break it down
Act like it didn't happen
Those embarrassing days and fun ones
They werent real
Really?
Now I don't think I can remember
What you said to me
And I don't remember what I wore yesterday just that I wore it
And if you were wondering how I'm doing well I'd say I'm doing just fine but we all know that's a lie
On this earth we all pretend to be something were not
We pretend to be good
we act like we're enough but is anyone ever just enough?
I'm sorry if my questions are annoying you but hold on
I've got many more.
Why are we keeping score?
You are not better than me and I am not better than you
stop feeling blue
Chin up little one
Why are the little ones depressed and dying?
Why are they always crying
Beautiful people we are
no matter how big the scar
So stop scaring Me with these threats of death
stop slicing open your skin your
life is about to begin
get ready to be in love and love you haven't done
not yet
And that's what I don't get
Why do you care what they say when they don't love you and they aren't in love with you
Don't be just yourself
strive to be the best you that you can be
Reach for what you want
take who you want to be with
and if they don't want to be with you then maybe it's not meant to be...
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 11:15 PM UTC
This is a matter of internal affairs.
The people need a leader but the leader isn't there,
So they don't know what to do
Because mom and pop only taught them how to follow.
The problem isn't them, the problem is you
Blaming everybody else for the **** you didn't do.
Your parents didn't tell you that the world wouldn't wait.
They forgot to tell you that power is influence.
And you let yourself get influenced.
The affair is internal because all you got is you.
When there isn't anything left,
What the **** will you do?
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 11:41 PM UTC
I bring you a message, one simple and true
Want what is real, not plenty but few
You shouldn't look past such small events
To absorb every scene, all the colors, all the scents
See yourself change while time passes by
The times that you live, the times that you cry
Little do we acknowledge small parts of our lives
Things that have no meaning but are sharp as knives
In some cases, we will never see the things
Life will still go on, even if you miss the message this poem brings
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 2:15 AM UTC
Why are there good things?
Why are there blessings?
And weddings?
And love?
Why is there a natural beauty that surrounds us?
In the trees,
And the sky.
In the little birds twittering in the mornings,
And the sorrowful wolves crying in the dusk.
Why are there families?
And holidays?
And friends?
Why are there walks to be taken?
And cakes to be making,
And songs to be written
And times to be smitten?
We are known as humans to dwell on the bad
But take a look around,
Life isn’t that sad.
Open your eyes to the possibilities,
Open your heart and you too will see,
The beauty hidden just out of sight.
It takes a special someone to be able to reveal,
The secrets in life that are the real deal.
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 11:17 PM UTC
My thoughts may drift off throughout the day, I'm a dreamer what can I say??
But firmly on the ground my feet do stay
That I won't deny , no need to lie
There's more to me than what meets the eye
So look beyond what your eyes can see,
Before you go assuming & judging me
Regardless though I'll still continue on peacefully & worry free
That's just how I am, I just be!!
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 4:22 PM UTC