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"devin" poems
It’s not a ranking or an achievement As if far from the “top.” It’s an advancement Starting from the “first place”; The greater magnitude being a positive progression. It’s not even a race in the “first place.” A dual-digit place marker can and should indicate you’re moving forward. At this point, you meet the requirements and criteria For adult access to many sights, tastes, And times. Of course, that’s not the ultimate cause of celebration For being in [the] “23rd place.” When you’re in [the] 23rd place, you’re in a comfortable position And not necessarily at a crucial extremum of attention. There will be those behind and those in front, So, though you keep your own pace nevertheless, To know you’re no longer in first place, Yet not in last place of your course of path, Means that you have some to teach And still some who may offer pointers, tips, tricks, inspirations, And the gift of encounter, however brief or long. There are many who long to be in first place or last place Because the extrema tend to get the recognition. The important insight is to recognize that, not only do the numbers matter little, But you can make them stand out, like the number 23. There’s random selection, too, amid those spontaneous humor-goers, And then there’s placement and fixation With purpose, sincerity, and intention. You’re 23 not solely based on record Or coincidence; You’re 23 because you lived out the previous age In every way: what you missed, what you learned, what you offered, And what you planted. On your birthday and every day, The newness longed for arrives in a time not desired or unwanted, But at a time just right, which still causes waves of pain and waves of relief Across space anyway. Happy Birthday Devin! You’re in [your] 23rd place! Celebrate this checkpoint!
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Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 11:04 AM UTC
23rd Place
It’s not a ranking or an achievement As if far from the “top.” It’s an advancement Starting from the “first place”; The greater magnitude being a positive progression. It’s not even a race in the “first place.” A dual-digit place marker can and should indicate you’re moving forward. At this point, you meet the requirements and criteria For adult access to many sights, tastes, And times. Of course, that’s not the ultimate cause of celebration For being in [the] “23rd place.” When you’re in [the] 23rd place, you’re in a comfortable position And not necessarily at a crucial extremum of attention. There will be those behind and those in front, So, though you keep your own pace nevertheless, To know you’re no longer in first place, Yet not in last place of your course of path, Means that you have some to teach And still some who may offer pointers, tips, tricks, inspirations, And the gift of encounter, however brief or long. There are many who long to be in first place or last place Because the extrema tend to get the recognition. The important insight is to recognize that, not only do the numbers matter little, But you can make them stand out, like the number 23. There’s random selection, too, amid those spontaneous humor-goers, And then there’s placement and fixation With purpose, sincerity, and intention. You’re 23 not solely based on record Or coincidence; You’re 23 because you lived out the previous age In every way: what you missed, what you learned, what you offered, And what you planted. On your birthday and every day, The newness longed for arrives in a time not desired or unwanted, But at a time just right, which still causes waves of pain and waves of relief Across space anyway. Happy Birthday Devin! You’re in [your] 23rd place! Celebrate this checkpoint!
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I hate you Yet I dream about you And when I awaken in the middle of the night I ache for you And when the morning sun shines through the cracks of my window in the early day Deep down inside me I wish you had stayed 2013 © O'Brien Devin Brielle
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Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 8:11 PM UTC
soothing nightmare
Summer means smoking in your car with Paul A couple guys and I A couple guys, that's all. In the studio we sat while I helped you with tap and you needed the help but repayed me back so heavily you did with your words and your wis- dom high wisdom at that Oh Devin, I miss you- How's Montreal? I bet you're doing great I hear it's beautiful in the fall Kings of Leon Gogol Bordello and a little bit of Fun. This music is your voice a slight breeze and summer sun Sometimes I take a listen and reminisce Eating ice cream on the Quay a stoner's bliss You always said I was special "Not so sixteen" Had a mind that had aged like good cheddar cheese God, I hope you were right, Devin. Cause I always fall too deep. You know I felt like dying. I long for eternal sleep. I think of you sometimes, you really do help me. Bringing it back to this summer when I actually felt healthy.
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Nov 30, 2012
Nov 30, 2012 at 7:46 PM UTC
How's Montreal?
I love you deeper than the ocean, farther than fish can swim, I love you as high as the stars beyond our sky, oh the happiness that you bring. Love is such a complicated thing I just could never understand, I'd never waste my time on any boys or let them ever hold my hand. When I look into your eyes its not like the others I've ever seen, when I look in your eyes I see the whole world, I feel as if I'm in a dream. Is this real? Is it true? I can't even comprehend, all I know is I dream of being in your arms until the very end. Time ticks on, the days drag on, and I grow fonder of who you are, in this dark black sky that is my life, you're the one and only shining star who guides me through my times of sadness, hopelessness, and despair, truly without any doubts, you're the only one who cares. I've never had a man look at me the way that you do, it seems as if I'm seeing the world as if it is brand new. As I lay down before I go to sleep, I pray to the god above us that my heart, you'll always keep . I felt like a flower in a vase, slowly but surely withering away, but you are the water that was poured into me, and kept me alive, don't you see? without you, love, I could not be, my darling without you, I wouldn't breathe. without you my love, surely I would cry, my darling without you, surely I would die. 2013 © O'Brien Devin Brielle
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Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 3:43 PM UTC
my darling
have you ever looked out the window while it rained? really makes you wonder right? what its like to be a rain drop one in millions of others landing in an unfamiliar location alone all that just to be dried back up in the air repeating the cycle my name is Devin Blazejowski and i know what its like to be a raindrop
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Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 2:18 PM UTC
rain drop
Out there somewhere There's a girl with soft hair That falls halfway down her spine She dances with the stars until they're aligned She sings with the moon Convinced that the sun will come back soon But she's always left in the darkness She says "that's ok" Because things always go astray Yeah sometimes things get in the way She's innocent and unaware Quite frankly she doesn't care She just want to be free That's why baby lives for the lsd 2013 © O'Brien Devin Brielle
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Dec 4, 2013
Dec 4, 2013 at 10:14 PM UTC
*stars in her eyes and her mind*
And in that moment When I realized That we stayed up all night Until the break of dawn Lying in that hotel bed Drinking jack Smoking cigarettes and bowls Sharing our deepest secrets Our hopes Our dreams Our fears Making love Then falling asleep in eachother's arms That's when I knew I found my eternity That's when I knew What all those love songs were talking about That's when I knew I was long gone Lost In his eyes for good 2013 © O'Brien Devin Brielle
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Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 10:56 PM UTC
eternity
I'm awake Its nearly 2:30 am And once again, I dreampt of you Your eyes They will always possess me And I can feel your voice Giving me chills, flooding me, And piercing through my black soul, Full of sorrow and full of despair. By this, you create a feeling of ecstacy Swimming through my veins And shattering my bones This is why I awake at nearly 2:30 am Simply just to write songs about you Simply just to get you off my mind. Inhale me, Let me takeover your every breath. Flooding into your lungs, You are now mine. Surely until I fade away Into thin air And leave nothing but ashes On the ground. Spill out everything you're filled with; Who knows whether your glass is half empty Or half full Now its on the ground And that's okay, Because I'm on my hands and knees Cleaning it all up. You remind me of stain glass windows in a church; Some see your beauty, on the inside and out, But they only notice when the sun gleams through your colors and cracks, Showing off such vivid and lovely colors. Some people,however, They don't see your beauty. The can't fathom it. They're the ones who throw rocks at you, Leaving you shattered into A million pieces On the floor, Not able to be loved, Not able to be appreciated. But, while you're that shattered mess On the floor, Let it be known That I am the one On my knees With my fingers cut and bleeding Picking up every shattered or broken Piece of you And I will mend you back together I will make you feel whole I will make you feel special Because you are. Look me in the eyes; I'm not sure whether they remind me Of the sound of the rippling waves in the salty ocean on a hot summer day Or the smell of the smoking flames of a bonfire on a warm july night Either way, They set my soul at ease. Things are impermanent. We all know this too well. Roaring fires turn to embers Embers turn to ashes That soon blow away into thin air. This is why our love is not like fire. Our love cannot be described. "Nothing lasts forever" Our love Is nothing Our love Is forever. 2013 © O'Brien Devin Brielle
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Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 6:09 PM UTC
nothing but ashes
I'm awake Its nearly 2:30 am And once again, I dreampt of you Your eyes They will always possess me And I can feel your voice Giving me chills, flooding me, And piercing through my black soul, Full of sorrow and full of despair. By this, you create a feeling of ecstacy Swimming through my veins And shattering my bones This is why I awake at nearly 2:30 am Simply just to write songs about you Simply just to get you off my mind. Inhale me, Let me takeover your every breath. Flooding into your lungs, You are now mine. Surely until I fade away Into thin air And leave nothing but ashes On the ground. Spill out everything you're filled with; Who knows whether your glass is half empty Or half full Now its on the ground And that's okay, Because I'm on my hands and knees Cleaning it all up. You remind me of stain glass windows in a church; Some see your beauty, on the inside and out, But they only notice when the sun gleams through your colors and cracks, Showing off such vivid and lovely colors. Some people,however, They don't see your beauty. The can't fathom it. They're the ones who throw rocks at you, Leaving you shattered into A million pieces On the floor, Not able to be loved, Not able to be appreciated. But, while you're that shattered mess On the floor, Let it be known That I am the one On my knees With my fingers cut and bleeding Picking up every shattered or broken Piece of you And I will mend you back together I will make you feel whole I will make you feel special Because you are. Look me in the eyes; I'm not sure whether they remind me Of the sound of the rippling waves in the salty ocean on a hot summer day Or the smell of the smoking flames of a bonfire on a warm july night Either way, They set my soul at ease. Things are impermanent. We all know this too well. Roaring fires turn to embers Embers turn to ashes That soon blow away into thin air. This is why our love is not like fire. Our love cannot be described. "Nothing lasts forever" Our love Is nothing Our love Is forever. 2013 © O'Brien Devin Brielle
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Where was that man To make you feel strong? Where was that man To teach you right from wrong? Where was that man When you were feeling so sad? Where is that man Who goes by the name "dad" ? He's not a dad He's a low life A loser Addicted to drugs Come on dad I just wanted a ******* hug Is it really that hard to love your own daughter? You just walked away You forgot all about her But you don't care Its all about you This is your fault These are the cards that you drew You made me feel worthless You should have made me feel proud But instead You didn't make a sound. So have fun popping your pills Not paying any bills I hope one day you'll see What you could have Made your life out to be We could be happy dad You and I   But instead you tore my down and made me cry And I don't do with tears Tears are for the weak But I just wanted your love and acceptance That's all I truly seek But its done its over the war had been won So whatever you're doing wherever you are I hope you are having fun And maybe one day you look up to the sky And you think of your children You decided to leave behind 2013 © O'Brien Devin Brielle
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Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 11:03 PM UTC
not a man not a dad
"do you have chemistry?" like we walk into the same room and start to fizzle like we react together in a complimentary manner like he could actually pass highschool chemistry. does it matter? does it matter if i have nothing to say to him does it matter that of all people i can't think of a single topic to broach a silly sentence to embark upon a single thought doesn't occur to me. the stretches of silence are longer than the last one. with the last, we talked too much. every silence ached. with this one, i am glad to not have to talk. i am glad of the quiet. i am glad of the lack of chemistry. he asked me what i liked most about him and i thought for a whole afternoon. the only thing that came to mind was that i liked him because he liked me... am i that poor? have i not the self-worth to turn them away when they beg at my feet why do they beg anyway what have i to offer i am fat and very very tired and afraid... i used to really like chemistry. but now i don't see its merit too many things to memorize and my memory is **** these days his brown eyes slipping out quietly as i imagine him swelling bigger and bigger - a grotesque image to smooth out the beautiful ones that i know were there. we don't have chemistry, but we have animal attraction. perhaps it is something (better) similar.
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 11:50 PM UTC
tinder devin
2013, This is for you. The year started out in hell. There was family drama, Fights, Court dates, And DSS. Then you kinda leveled out. I met a boy, Named Devin, And he ran my world. I discovered and came to terms with something, During that time I was with Devin. I came to terms with the fact that I liked girls too. I came out to him, And my closest friends, And then eventually my mom. Not everyone liked it. All year I had been taking stick pins to my skin, And making little scratch marks. After that, I moved to razors. I had always had anxiety, But I would have 3 attacks, Within the span of a day. At school, I got bullied, And beat up. At many points during the year, I wanted tp end my life, But I didn't. I'm still here. Almost at the end of the year, I started dating my bestie from 4th grade, Named Katlyn, But then things spiraled out of control. Life is still hell, But things are getting better, Im starting to pick up the pieces. I hated 2013 with a passion, But I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world, Because its the year I became me.
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Jan 1, 2014
Jan 1, 2014 at 2:06 AM UTC
2013
For Rayne. I promise to make you proud. I solemnly swear I will be the best big sister I can be for you. I never want to bring about a frown to such an innocent, tan face. Nor would I ever want to transfer negativity to your sacred space. What I do, I do for you. Seven years young, and you have the biggest heart of all. I know you've seen me at my worst, and you've seen me at my best. And for you, I keep my head held high and poke out my chest. You've been there to pick up the pieces. You've been a shoulder for me to cry on. You've given me free hugs and kisses. And you're always one of the first to hear about what guy broke my heart and on him, you're ready to beat on. Rayne, you are as pure as the rain falling from the sky. You are as bright as the sun when it's at its highest. You are as precious as it gets, and I wouldn't trade you for the world. Baby sister, one day I want you to hear this. I want you to know I've told the world how much I love you. I know I remind you every day, and I know that it may seem annoying. But this is something that will never go away. Baby sister, one day I will give you the world. And if I don't or if I can't, at least you'll know I tried for you. Hands down, I will go to the ends of the earth for you. Devin Rayne, I love you. 81413
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Jan 16, 2014
Jan 16, 2014 at 1:17 PM UTC
For Rayne
I have one too many personalities, I don't know which one is really me, So if I'm nice at first, and then I'm mean, You just met Sally, and then met Steve. Yes it's strange, But don't be alarmed, Steve and Sally cause no harm, Neither does Sarah, or Sammy, or Stu, But Darwin and Devin and David sure do. Be cautious around us, The villains I named, You won't know who's who, We all look the same. Half of us would hug you, And falsely reminisce, But half of us will **** you, So in this cell we sit.
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May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 2:20 PM UTC
If four is a party, then this is a parade.
If the sun didn't shine If the moon didn't beam If the salty ocean didn't gleam If the rain didn't drizzle From out of a cloud If the peak of a thunderstorm Didn't make a sound If lightening didn't strike If snow wasn't white If the stars in the black sky Gave off no light If I still had you None of this would ever even phase me You keep me sane Yet you drive me crazy If the earth didn't spin If the galaxies didn't go on forever Our souls Could still never be dissevered 2013 © O'Brien Devin Brielle
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Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 10:23 PM UTC
If
HEAVENLY LOVE True passion is what you are You set the stage for all to see, Your love is full of power, You have touched my heart from the very start, You put your breath of life into my lungs, You showed me the way to walk in your glories love, the earth has many sand upon the land where you had once stood; your words are strong yet soft and sweet easy for my soul to be at easy; your love means everything to me my King, my tears are at your feet; my heart cries with joy in mind, you are one of a kind; you are the light that shines in my eyes, I can hear the Devin song of all times in an ancient rhyme; while the angels fly around in the heavens with your love and passion in their hearts, their wings have your names engraves upon them; death I know will be soon swallowed up by love; many will fall into the darkness; But, that is an old song that everyone on earth knows, The harps are playing; Angels are sing songs that no one is yet to master But the Holy one that sets on his heavenly throne. Poetic Judy Emery © 2017 The Queen of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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Mar 12, 2017
Mar 12, 2017 at 5:36 PM UTC
HEAVENLY LOVE
where is the cadence moving? is it towards jesus christ? is it towards a shining ***** is it foreword? how does anything happen linear? how does anything happen spherical? remember that time when devin townsend masturbated me with his guitar pick? i'll tell you about this plum: when albert hofmann gave me the gift seven lifetimes ago, he created a radioactive island. it needs no aid, it sees no faces, it survives auto trophically on moldavite &moonbeams;.
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Sep 16, 2013
Sep 16, 2013 at 8:05 PM UTC
come back to a good path, how's that apple?
C'mon Devin Light that joint all your pain will go away NO! You know you want to be high You like being high dont you? A LITTLE What are you waiting for? Bye bye depression See ya later anxiety Am I right? BUT THAT ONLY HELPS FOR A LITTLE BIT so what? Light another one up Take a few swigs of that whiskey Who needs therapy when you have these things And me of course I GUESS SO.....
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Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 7:49 PM UTC
A conversation with myself
girl, don't pretend. all dressed up in your drag-me-downs going Holly in Las Vegas doing Molly by the Grand girl, don't pretend. one day you wake up at Kevin's the next you wake up at Devin's you do your make-up for Heaven. yeah he loves Loosey 'course he do he loves her but how about you? girl, ditch the Gucci and the ***** and the boujee folie a you and don't pretend to do the things that you don't do lest, I leave you
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Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 6:05 PM UTC
don'tpretend
new sorrow to make the last dull against my wrists i am immune to all knives because i don't open them anymore
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Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 11:57 PM UTC
ryan, moose, devin
I have one too many personalities, I don't know which one is really me, So if I'm nice at first, and then I'm mean, You just met Sally, and then met Steve. Yes, it's strange, but don't be alarmed, Steve and Sally cause no harm, Neither does Sarah, or Sammy, or Stu, But Darwin and Devin and David sure do. Be cautious around us, The villains I named, You won't know who's who, We all look the same. Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/if-four-is-a-party-this-is-a-parade
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 2:54 PM UTC
four is a crowd
Discussing selves Seperating, the who, the me and the I's Devin, Fiendish and Abyss Names, giving voice to the enigma The grandeur of my existence Each so distinct from the other Their echoes scream insanities To outside observer Unknown to them, the saviors The martyrs, dematerializing Preserving the vessel for new life. As I am now, as I perceive The life that was Devin Is only a shade, a memory. His ghost fades in time Burdening wounds of flesh Reminisce of his struggle. Consumed by the flames of darkness Born from the ashes Abyss. Singing songs of the soul Revitalize broken body. Shattered experiences now Sewn with vendetta. Passion, dagger tongued monster. The frail boy, seized by demons. To heal mortal pains. Enter and accept the madness Fiendish rises, the final mantle. Successor of consciousness Stranger to the former, fading. I am the survivor.
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 12:03 AM UTC
Names
Devin Nunes and fellow Republicans Certainly had their hands full When they composed a controversial Memo that was basically bull. Nunes' cherry-picked assertions Were assembled to malign The FBI and also to lay The groundwork for firing Rosenstein. Trump was advised not to release The memo but did it anyway, Nervous because the Mueller probe Is closing in day by day. Before Trump had even seen The Nunes memo, he avowed He would release it, which in turn Would do his Republican lackeys proud. The Democrats have sent to Trump Another memo for release-- One that rebuts the Devin Nunes' Attack-memo, piece by piece. But what? Trump won't release it? All of a sudden we all learn That national security Is the president's major concern. So Russian meddling in our elections Is not a serious issue, and yet A memo rebutting misinformation Is a major security threat? "Release the memo!" messages Won't be sent out by Russian bots To help you, Dems. They are waiting For Nunes to write more devious plots. The more Trump has tried to resist-- The more he's covered up facts and lied-- The more it seems so obvious That there is something he's trying to hide. -by Bob B (2-10-18)
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Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 12:38 PM UTC
The Other Memo
Lonely Highway Highway run for a ride of faith Into the midnight moon is you My God I seek , I hold on to my faith Wheels go round and round You're on my mind all the way Restless my hearts to you I sleep alone just to know you Are watching over me , Sending all my love along to you In my prays I even cry upon your Devin name Jehovah , They say that the road is dark and So lonely and I must say they are Right but I have you to talk to I hold on to my faith in you , Right down the line it's been you and me Oh Jehovah my God thank you for loving me You stand by me day and night I'm forever yours faithfully There is no other love like yours You are my everything I will always call out your name Jehovah is my love for life My God , my friend to the very end . Poetic Judy Emery © 1982 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 3:44 PM UTC
Lonely Highway
You are hard to forget All I hear is your voice Every time I see you in the hallway I lose it, my voice. My heart used to be full; It only belonged to you You used to hold me, Now every time I think of us, my heart breaks in two. No more long kisses to show how much we love each other No more cute flirting or cuddles that made me feel safe, You see, Devin No one can take your place.
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Mar 15, 2019
Mar 15, 2019 at 5:39 PM UTC
You
Either way,                    I'll be smothering                                  My lungs in smoke                                                      & crying myself to sleep 2013 © O'Brien Devin Brielle
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Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 11:02 PM UTC
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