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Dec 2014 thecitylife

Racism

Dec 2014 thecitylife

AdrianTheGreat

Racism

Hey, what’s the story and what’s the crack?
I am white and you are black.
God made me and God made you,
Respect is what we got to do.
We cut our fingers, we bleed the same,
Different colors but different names.
We have things in common,
We like fun and games,
We run, we jump, we hop and skip,
And let no bad words pass our lips.
Because respect is what we got to do,
Respect from me and respect from you.

*Help me stop racism*

Dec 2014 thecitylife

~Don't uderestimate me~

Dec 2014 thecitylife

Bluebird

~Don't uderestimate me~

I've traveled too much to get to nowhere,
I've been too many things before i became nothing,
I've done too many things before i became wothless,
I've known too many things before i became ingnorant,
And i loved and adored far too much before i became loveless.

#love #nothing #ignorant #emotionless

Dec 2014 thecitylife

To people who pretend to be in pain

Dec 2014 thecitylife

Bluebird

To people who pretend to be in pain

why do you try to tell me what to do,
when i've been trough so much that you'll never be?
please,don't act so smart and mighty,
while you are infront of me.

act as much as you like,but leave me out of it

#life #pain #pretend

Dec 2014 thecitylife

Untitled

Dec 2014 thecitylife

Public Diary

Untitled

"If this is love I don't want it, please just take it from me."
"Why does it hurt so much?"

"Because it was real"

Dec 2014 thecitylife

Late night rant.

Dec 2014 thecitylife

Nonsense From My Noggin

Late night rant.

It sounds ridiculous but only I feel productive when I'm doing nothing.
Sitting back, just relaxing.
Popping blue beans, burning bowls of green.
And just thinking.
Daydreaming about how things could have been.
How things could still be.
But how things will probably be.
Just close your eyes and let music be your guide.

Entire lives constructed and played out
in grand fashion. A world so detailed
I would rather get lost,
And never come back to this travesty of a society,
so raw and primal.
so human.
My world is so beautiful and yet so depressing
because it's what ours could be, but never will become.
Anything to distract me from this.
The 24 year old burnout grinding through school because there aren't many options left.
So where will I'll be in 5 years?
I wont.

#free-write

Dec 2014 thecitylife

You know you're in a slump when 10W

Dec 2014 thecitylife

Sjr1000

You know you're in a slump when 10W

You open
the
fortune cookie
and
there is
nothing
inside

At a lowest lowest time this actually happened, proving once again there is no fiction greater than truth

Dec 2014 thecitylife

7 Reasons Why It's Hard Being a Poet

Dec 2014 thecitylife

Devon Webb

7 Reasons Why It's Hard Being a Poet

We are critical.

We find flaws in
everything we see
because nobody
wants to write
about perfection,
even though sometimes
we wish we could just stay
staring into that
unblemished surface.

2. We are never satisfied.

We live our lives upon
mountains of
scrunched up
bits of refill and
ideas we gave up
trying to
express.

3. We never forget.

We write words about
eye contact made
three months ago
that we replay over
and over in our minds
even though it
stopped
being relevant.

4. We are fickle.**

Our emotions flash
from one
to the other
like strobe lighting that
disorientates us
until we feel as if
the world
will never be still.

5. We are exposed.

We don't know how
to keep our feelings
to ourselves so
we'll write them
down for
you to find
'accidentally'.

6. We are vulnerable.

We wear our
hearts on our sleeves
and won't lift a
muscle to fight back
if somebody tries
to break it
because we thrive
from the pain.

7. We will never stop.

We will never stop
feeling and
we will never stop
hurting,
we will never stop
breaking and
bleeding and
loving
even though the cycle
is endless
and we know what's
coming next.

We are addicted
to agony,
but we agonise
for the art.

It's worth it though.

Dec 2014 thecitylife

shapeless

Dec 2014 thecitylife

Bluebird

shapeless

Don't try to shape me with your mind,
because yesterday i was a bird.
Don't try to shape me with your mind,
i don't want to be you.
Don't try to shape me with your mind,
today i want to be shapeless,
And If you don't try to shape me with your mind,
tommorrow i'll be something new.

#life #mind #form #shape

Dec 2014 thecitylife

A Writing Paradox

Dec 2014 thecitylife

Indrew C

A Writing Paradox

Not so long ago, I used to write about love
As if it were overflowing in me.
We write because we think we are overwhelmed
by the feeling that inspires us.
I have discovered today,
that this inspiration we get comes from but a longing.
The words we write down cover up
our true intentions of wanting to feel more.
We write because what we feel
is not enough.

I know this because I have felt enough.
I have felt overwhelmed.
For the first time, I knew what true love was all about.
Since then, not a word was spilled with ink.
I tried to gather my words
only to find out that the one who had taken them
was the love of my life.
That was when I realized,
It was she who had been my masterpiece.
An artwork where I had poured my everything.
An artwork that had come to life.
An artwork that needed no words.

We are never truly inspired until we have nothing left to say.
Until we are left in awe.

#love #feelings #words #inspiration #writing #feel #overwhelmed #write #paradox #inspire