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 Mar 2014 it's ok
Poetic T
I Am
 Mar 2014 it's ok
Poetic T
I am

love

I am

hate

I am

sorrow

I am

happiness

I am  

greed

I am

charity

I am  

  fed to much

I am

starving

I am

humanity

I am

my self.
 Mar 2014 it's ok
Iraira Cedillo
The sprinkler twirls.
The summer wanes.
The pavement wears
Popsicle stains.

The playground grass
Is worn to dust.
The weary swings
Creak, creak with rust.

The trees are bored
Whith being green.
Some people leave
The local scene

And go to seaside
Bungalows
And take off nearly
All their clothes.
By Iraira cedillo
a canopy of stars were shining in the sky
above my head so brightly shining way up high
just like little diamonds twinkling in the night
such a lovely scene  a picture of delight
in the night so still in the heavens up above
it made me feel  so calm and filled my heart with love
 Mar 2014 it's ok
Pushing Daisies
Don't worry darling,
When I push you away,
I promise,
You won't feel a thing.

I'll be the one,
To burn in the fire,
The smoke,
Causing my eyes to sting.

I know it's for the better,
I'm a burden,
Don't you see?

I promise I won't blame you,

Who would want to be around me?
I promise I won't blame you,
I don't have the guts to leave.
 Mar 2014 it's ok
kanda
girls
 Mar 2014 it's ok
kanda
the girls who are made from fire
the girls who run with the wolves
the girls who know diamonds are only carbon
the girls who still give a ****
the girls who cry themselves to sleep at night
the girls who are good
the girls who are bad
the girls who are bound by religion
the girls who **** anyone they like
the girls who smoke cigars
the girls who crash against the shore

write em all.

the **** survivors
the drug addicts
the businesswomen
the doctors
the teachers
the mothers
the lovers
the daughters
the sisters
you
me
us

write em all.
happy belated women's day!
proud to be a girl.
 Mar 2014 it's ok
Emily
YOU WILL NOT FALL IN LOVE IN A HOSPITAL, YOUR SKIN WILL SMELL LIKE THE DYING AND YOUR LIPS WILL CRACK AND YOU WILL NOT FIND BEAUTY

I USED TO THINK I WOULD FIND SOLACE IN THOSE SANITIZED WHITE HALLS BUT ALL I EVER FOUND WAS MY OWN EMPTY EYES STARING BACK AT ME FROM THE UNBREAKABLE SUICIDE-PROOF MIRROR AND THERE WAS NO COMFORT IN MY BRUISED TENDER FACE

HOSPITALS ARE NO PLACE FOR YOUNG GIRLS WHO HAVE NOT YET TURNED AWAY FROM LIFE AND THEY ARE NO PLACE FOR KISSING YET YOU READ ABOUT MOUTHS FINDING EACHOTHER IN THE DARKEST HOUR AND YOU THINK OF CEMENT HOSPITAL WALLS; THERE IS NO DARKNESS IN HOSPITALS, JUST PURPLE FLUORESCENT LIGHTS THAT MAKE YOU LOOK SO PALE YOU MIGHT JUST REALIZE THE IMMINENCE OF YOUR OWN DEATH.

YOU WILL NOT FALL IN LOVE IN A HOSPITAL.
My New Found Fashion Trend

You know I never really understood
Why they wear their pants that way
Pull them down to their knees
And walk around all day

But they say it is the fashion
It's a new trend I should try
That underwear is very cool
And catches people's eyes

So I decided I should try it
I pulled my pants down way to far
Then to show the world how hip I was
I walked through Central Park

All the Children were excited
I saw them point my way
They even told their teacher
But she made them look the other way

Well then two cops they came running
I assumed to see my style
I thought my trend was catching on
But those cops they didn't smile

Those cops would start a new trend
One I didn't like as much
They put my hands behind my back
And slapped on silver cuffs

Now this jail cell seems so small
With this big man next to me
He says he'll be my best friend
And he likes just what he sees

So glad to see this courtroom
Filled with people from the streets
They yell rethink your fashion trend
If you're wearing a G-String

Well the Judge he was not happy
But he would not give me time
He said wear a G-String where you want
No one can take that right

You see the Judge he wore a G-String
Underneath his long black robe
Since he did not find me guilty
A free man I could go

So I walked outside that courtroom
As a free man once again
And became so very famous
For my New Found Fashion Trend

Carl Joseph Roberts
One of my favorite poems, hope you enjoy.
 Mar 2014 it's ok
Sammie wells
Ocean
 Mar 2014 it's ok
Sammie wells
If I
spoke of
A blue
So true
That sparkles
With light
A glint
Of surprise
With beauty
So rare

Would you know

I was talking
About your eyes?
This little number came to me after reading this great poem!
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/628846/all-about-your-eyes/
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