"aguilera" poems - Hello Poetry

Love bug, lady crush, peeking through a midnight sky, Deep Purple, Smoke on the Water, before a glimmer in her eye, 90's girl, child stars of, The Disney Club, Timberlake, Spears, Aguilera, Backstreet Boys, Spice Girls dominating, every air wave, Victoria Beckham, her Parsons inspiration fashion designer she'll fight her way, to the top, so much power in her name, yet even stripped bare, she'd be a star, her talent to sketch, draw and drape, falls on knees bent, if only we pray, to even have an ounce from her display, I know few like her, love unconditional, we're the writers seeking solace, an unforgiving pain, life taking so much drain, in the light of day this pain brings forth, an edge to your art, a masochistic feel, creating itself a soul untamed. You write to remember, you sketch your dreams hopelessness turns to desire, the dark cloud of youth, dissipates in the air, knowing there is a way through, treachery and despair. My dear, you may some days, feel in that gutter trying to, catch a star, but today you shine, as bright as a diamond in this very same sky, we see across continents, each night that we pray. Release the grip, lessen the pull, fly and fly, sore heights so high, you ain't ever coming down. © Sia Jane

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Mar 10, 2014

Mar 10, 2014 at 10:18 AM UTC

sia-jane

She x Love Bug

Love bug, lady crush, peeking through a midnight sky, Deep Purple, Smoke on the Water, before a glimmer in her eye, 90's girl, child stars of, The Disney Club, Timberlake, Spears, Aguilera, Backstreet Boys, Spice Girls dominating, every air wave, Victoria Beckham, her Parsons inspiration fashion designer she'll fight her way, to the top, so much power in her name, yet even stripped bare, she'd be a star, her talent to sketch, draw and drape, falls on knees bent, if only we pray, to even have an ounce from her display, I know few like her, love unconditional, we're the writers seeking solace, an unforgiving pain, life taking so much drain, in the light of day this pain brings forth, an edge to your art, a masochistic feel, creating itself a soul untamed. You write to remember, you sketch your dreams hopelessness turns to desire, the dark cloud of youth, dissipates in the air, knowing there is a way through, treachery and despair. My dear, you may some days, feel in that gutter trying to, catch a star, but today you shine, as bright as a diamond in this very same sky, we see across continents, each night that we pray. Release the grip, lessen the pull, fly and fly, sore heights so high, you ain't ever coming down. © Sia Jane

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At first, all is good. Everything’s ok, until Christina starts to realize what kind of world we live in. A cruel one. Then everything starts to crumble into pieces. She’s hurt. People are suffering from the pain that society gives to us. ‘We blame society but we are society’- we are blaming society that that is the reason why everyone is hurting, dying of pain. Constantly being judged by one another, slowly leaving the world because the pain is too overwhelming. But we are blaming ourselves because we are the ones who are doing these actions, but sometimes, we just don’t know it. I know two people that left because they were constantly being judged on being ‘gay.’ I know people that bullied, or once bullied. I bullied too. I bullied others, because I didn’t want to be the only one feeling the pain. I’m sure you must have been bullied once in your lifetime, and you have made fun of or bullied someone else to for the same reason, or probably for a different reason. Some people tell each other to **** themselves’ and then they say it’s a joke. This is totally off topic (sorta) but I just want to say this. Telling someone to **** themselves. People have the nerve to say this, have the nerve to think its funny even if it was a joke. But that person might take it seriously, and how would you feel if that person was gone the next day, because of you. Now, I’m not saying you have done this, but im just saying in general. Words have the power people give them. But anyways, don’t let anyone make you feel less in any way because we are all equal. We should all be treated the same, but unfortunately we are not. a.a.

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Apr 28, 2014

Apr 28, 2014 at 6:56 PM UTC

blackhearts

beautiful- christina aguilera

At first, all is good. Everything’s ok, until Christina starts to realize what kind of world we live in. A cruel one. Then everything starts to crumble into pieces. She’s hurt. People are suffering from the pain that society gives to us. ‘We blame society but we are society’- we are blaming society that that is the reason why everyone is hurting, dying of pain. Constantly being judged by one another, slowly leaving the world because the pain is too overwhelming. But we are blaming ourselves because we are the ones who are doing these actions, but sometimes, we just don’t know it. I know two people that left because they were constantly being judged on being ‘gay.’ I know people that bullied, or once bullied. I bullied too. I bullied others, because I didn’t want to be the only one feeling the pain. I’m sure you must have been bullied once in your lifetime, and you have made fun of or bullied someone else to for the same reason, or probably for a different reason. Some people tell each other to **** themselves’ and then they say it’s a joke. This is totally off topic (sorta) but I just want to say this. Telling someone to **** themselves. People have the nerve to say this, have the nerve to think its funny even if it was a joke. But that person might take it seriously, and how would you feel if that person was gone the next day, because of you. Now, I’m not saying you have done this, but im just saying in general. Words have the power people give them. But anyways, don’t let anyone make you feel less in any way because we are all equal. We should all be treated the same, but unfortunately we are not. a.a.

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A Shock from reading alfred hitchcock. Is it true a shrine displaying the brain of albert einstein? I feel so revived when I wear chanel #5. Titanic created chaos, confusion & panic. The white house is where the president Is a four year resident. Christina aguilera wears mascara. Madonna doesn't smoke marijuana. Cher has beautiful hair. Vivian leigh can scream as loud as a banshee. I never met marilyn monroe I would have wanted to say hello.

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Jan 18, 2015

Jan 18, 2015 at 5:05 AM UTC

harmony-sapphire

Celebrities of TIME

A Shock from reading alfred hitchcock. Is it true a shrine displaying the brain of albert einstein? I feel so revived when I wear chanel #5. Titanic created chaos, confusion & panic. The white house is where the president Is a four year resident. Christina aguilera wears mascara. Madonna doesn't smoke marijuana. Cher has beautiful hair. Vivian leigh can scream as loud as a banshee. I never met marilyn monroe I would have wanted to say hello.

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In 2002 Christina Aguilera released a single called "Beautiful." Do you remember how revolutionary those words "I am beautiful No matter what they say And words can't bring me dow-own" Seemed to be? Well, it still seems visionary As to many I am only as beautiful As a man says I am. Only reduced to pretty face Only reduced to **** body Only reduced to nothing. My mouth Do they call that beautiful? Only if the paint spilling from it Comes in the shades "sorry" and "yes" Because rewind to the time I was sixteen And two men at my job deemed it fit To tell me explicitly what they would do to my body In front of a room full of customers. So I told them exactly what my fist would do to their face And penalized for it. They said I was rude They said that while it was vile It was not my place to fight back. Well, I am fighting back right now! To not be reduced to pretty face To **** body To nothing. My mouth My mind My heart Is beautiful No matter what they say Even if they tell me to say nothing At all.

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May 19, 2015

May 19, 2015 at 6:56 PM UTC

jfrank0816

Beautiful

In 2002 Christina Aguilera released a single called "Beautiful." Do you remember how revolutionary those words "I am beautiful No matter what they say And words can't bring me dow-own" Seemed to be? Well, it still seems visionary As to many I am only as beautiful As a man says I am. Only reduced to pretty face Only reduced to **** body Only reduced to nothing. My mouth Do they call that beautiful? Only if the paint spilling from it Comes in the shades "sorry" and "yes" Because rewind to the time I was sixteen And two men at my job deemed it fit To tell me explicitly what they would do to my body In front of a room full of customers. So I told them exactly what my fist would do to their face And penalized for it. They said I was rude They said that while it was vile It was not my place to fight back. Well, I am fighting back right now! To not be reduced to pretty face To **** body To nothing. My mouth My mind My heart Is beautiful No matter what they say Even if they tell me to say nothing At all.

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