#somethingelse
Poets are something else
They stand apart,in a world torn apart
They see beauty in ashes
Who does that?
They understand the grasses
They see nature in magical glasses
That's what their mind are made of
So they see beauty in ugly stuff
No one understands pain more
No one understands love more
Their honesty is incomparable
They are simply God's miracle
Their imaginations are vast
Larger than the very universe put togther
They are never stingy
For they share their soul
They are messengers of hope
They should be enshrined as gods
Yet no true poet wants that
They simply want to share
Not for glory or immortalization
Yet they are born immortals
Whose words alter the course of time
They bring healing to a sick world
Relief to a pained world
They're God's treasured ones
If you doubt me,
Read the psalms of david
And the proverbs of Solomon
Read the Ecclesiastes
And see how God carefully planned them
Treasures them, and nature's them
This fills the devil with envy
And he sends trials their way
They're often torn, rejected, dejected
Beaten time and after
Yet they bring beauty to sufferings
And touch the core of your very soul
Poets are really something else
That's why they're often misunderstood
Once, I wasn't much of a poet
So it was hard to see,
How a fellow man makes suffering desirable
But since I began the journey,
I now understand why poets are something else, different from the rest of the world
RESPECT to every poet out there,RESPECT.
May 28, 2020
May 28, 2020 at 5:41 AM UTC
The ways you see life determines what you value,
what you value determines what you learn,
What you value determines what you live for
What you live for determines how you live
So if you see life as:
A poem, you learn words
A problem you solutions
A relation,you learn communication
A game, you learn tricks
A battle, you learn to fight
A job, you learn duty
A race,you learn speed
A marathon, you learn endurance
A study, you learn logic
An act, you learn emotions
A music, you learn notes
A dance you learn steps
A beat, you learn to dance
A community you learn people
A weather, you learn shelter
A storm you learn strength
A turn, you learn patience
A trade you learn money
A jungle you learn survival
An ocean, you learn to swim
A mountain you learn scaling
A valley, you learn graceful descent
A commitment you learn honesty
A death zone, you learn killing
A mystery, you learn adventure
An adventure, you learn living
A fashion you learn dressing
A competition you learn scarcity
A cooperation you learn abundance
A team work you learn networking
A lie, you learn to the truth
A truth, you learn freedom
The goal to being free is to learn your lies, challenge and face them
A job you learn duty,
When you see life as comparison, you learn envy
Destructive envy leads to priority misplacement,
This leads to value misplacementzthe root cause of shortsightedness and selfishness
So, see right to learn right to live right
May 28, 2020
May 28, 2020 at 3:31 AM UTC
Its a nightmare but I must live it,it's called reality
It's a daydream but I must abolish it,its a fatality
In the daydream it's called love,
In reality, it's somethingelse.
May 24, 2020
May 24, 2020 at 3:39 PM UTC
They say no one survives the devil
They were wrong
I survived you
They say man's heart is evil
A place no good belongs
That describes you
I survived the devil,
I became mysteriously strong
I survived true,
But I became something else
A legend everyone tells
Mystifying,casting spells
It's good being something else
Living my dreams,not of someone else
May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 9:51 AM UTC
I've dreamed of dreams,
Sleeping through the nights,
Through the forest of darkness
No one in sight,
I relate my dreams to reality
Oonce I wake up the veil drops,
And I can't figure out what is what
Am I living in my fantasy
Or is all of this real
What I want to do and
What I'm forced to do
Surreal,
Living in a world of someone else
Do you feel like someone else?
Walk the road someone else was meant to
Breathe the air which belonged to someone else
Wish I could dream lucidly
Vividly
Twirling down the rabbit's hole
Be someone I want to be
In a world where money,
matters most
All these cruel people around me
Fail to understand what I want to be
I see this dream
And I dream about it
The person I am
And someone I'll never be.
Jan 29, 2020
Jan 29, 2020 at 9:39 AM UTC
"Get out of my head!" I chuck the tea kettle as hard and as far as I can. You ducked your head out of the way at the last possible second. How unsatisfying.
Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 8:05 PM UTC
Here it is in a nutshell:
I want to know that it isn't all for you.
That you knew we were part of this too.
That you knew we went through the same kind of pain.
That you missed me.
That you wanted to make it better.
But if this is all there is.
I'm still going to take it.
Because it's better than nothing.
But hey,
I was there.
I was there.
I suffered.
It isn't all about you.
You can't tell me that you missed anything about our friendship?
Then I guess there wasn't one to begin with.
I almost went to the same dark and empty spaces.
I tried so suppress everything.
I suffered.
And I suffered just as much as you.
You don't get to "win" at having the worst outcome.
Nobody won.
Just because you weren't there to see the pain, doesn't mean it wasn't there.
Just because you never saw me do anything, doesn't mean it never happened.
I was here.
And I've been here the whole time.
Okay.
I'm done being mad.
I'm done.
Being mad.
Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 1:36 PM UTC
Here's to hoping that day 2 actually happens this time.
I'll throw up an "Amen" because I need it and because I want it.
So just...
Hear me.
Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 12:34 PM UTC