"cooley" poems - Hello Poetry

Can't seem to put my finger on it, but love maybe a little defiant. I believe love try to be a reckless when it won't to be, how could you describe me meeting you? So you telling me that we met only by coincidence; or do dreams really come true? Never in a million years I'll believe love will send me one of god most gorgeous angels, love keep trying time and time again to make me open up and let it in, but a constant fight keeps it out. I wish someone would have told me love is defiant to the end, because love again love wins. Kelsey D. Cooley Sr.

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Aug 1, 2013

Aug 1, 2013 at 4:06 AM UTC

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Love Must Be Defiant

Can't seem to put my finger on it, but love maybe a little defiant. I believe love try to be a reckless when it won't to be, how could you describe me meeting you? So you telling me that we met only by coincidence; or do dreams really come true? Never in a million years I'll believe love will send me one of god most gorgeous angels, love keep trying time and time again to make me open up and let it in, but a constant fight keeps it out. I wish someone would have told me love is defiant to the end, because love again love wins. Kelsey D. Cooley Sr.

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on this day in 1969, Denton Cooley implemented the first artificial heart into a human whose nature was slowly failing and falling apart blood barely pumping under electric skin fake skin pumping blues under rubber valves and tubes it kept his breath for 64 hours. I imagine his family watched the light leave his eyes and not even love or divine intervention could beat him back to equilibrium wires surging through him your body is not science project it's a miracle but I guess it's conditional because some people see the light too soon when not even artificial life can keep you from dying even with robotic models clinking clanking subconscious pounding veins into submission keep this miracle alive revived it's not cheating Mother Nature it's not cheating your life beating pressed against the odds artificial body artificial feelings love isn't even a feeling it's a combination of chemicals connected in your brain but I wonder if that human felt his rubber heart breaking when he saw the tears in the eyes of his family these aren't emotions imitation life can fake even though not all of me is here, I still feel like nothing ever left me they didn't know I would leave so soon 64 hours I could wake up a robot I could wake up a miracle either way I'll be gone in 32 more hours when a brand new heart infects my blood you didn't finish the job but you held me over beating on my chest for me blue blood pumping but I guess I forgot how to do it on my own when my own heart should have never even left me

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Jun 30, 2014

Jun 30, 2014 at 3:28 AM UTC

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artificial

on this day in 1969, Denton Cooley implemented the first artificial heart into a human whose nature was slowly failing and falling apart blood barely pumping under electric skin fake skin pumping blues under rubber valves and tubes it kept his breath for 64 hours. I imagine his family watched the light leave his eyes and not even love or divine intervention could beat him back to equilibrium wires surging through him your body is not science project it's a miracle but I guess it's conditional because some people see the light too soon when not even artificial life can keep you from dying even with robotic models clinking clanking subconscious pounding veins into submission keep this miracle alive revived it's not cheating Mother Nature it's not cheating your life beating pressed against the odds artificial body artificial feelings love isn't even a feeling it's a combination of chemicals connected in your brain but I wonder if that human felt his rubber heart breaking when he saw the tears in the eyes of his family these aren't emotions imitation life can fake even though not all of me is here, I still feel like nothing ever left me they didn't know I would leave so soon 64 hours I could wake up a robot I could wake up a miracle either way I'll be gone in 32 more hours when a brand new heart infects my blood you didn't finish the job but you held me over beating on my chest for me blue blood pumping but I guess I forgot how to do it on my own when my own heart should have never even left me

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Rich by the way I am, not the things I have. A man, not because of how many women I can **** or how far my nuts hang, but by the love I have for God and the things I have learned by the bad decisions I as a man have made in life. I smile because there's nothing to frown about. I'm powered by the driven goals God have set for me to complete the this world. I work hard because elder men work hard so I can do what I do today, therefore I will sacrifice the same. I am who I am and that's the way it is. Kelsey D. Cooley Sr.

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Jun 10, 2013

Jun 10, 2013 at 11:52 PM UTC

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The Way It Is

Rich by the way I am, not the things I have. A man, not because of how many women I can **** or how far my nuts hang, but by the love I have for God and the things I have learned by the bad decisions I as a man have made in life. I smile because there's nothing to frown about. I'm powered by the driven goals God have set for me to complete the this world. I work hard because elder men work hard so I can do what I do today, therefore I will sacrifice the same. I am who I am and that's the way it is. Kelsey D. Cooley Sr.

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