"goe" poems
Fresh Spring, the herald of loves mighty king,
In whose cote-armour richly are displayd
All sorts of flowers, the which on earth do spring,
In goodly colours gloriously arrayd—
Goe to my love, where she is carelesse layd,
Yet in her winters bowre not well awake;
Tell her the joyous time wil not be staid,
Unlesse she doe him by the forelock take;
Bid her therefore her selfe soone ready make,
To wayt on Love amongst his lovely crew;
Where every one, that misseth then her make,
Shall be by him amearst with penance dew.
Make hast, therefore, sweet love, whilest it is prime;
For none can call againe the passèd time.
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Stay you
Stay true
Change not
Others has been in your shoes and got talked about and criticized too!
Be different.
Why be the same?
Even twins hates dressing the same way.
Others has faced comments for being different
Critiqued for drawing attention by those seeking control.
Muhammad Ali, totally tested authority of rules.
Got talked about by the same kinds crying about your sportsmanships of being different.
Stay being Cam.
When others cries about your ways.
Goe Rhett Butler and say, you don't give a ****
James Harris, Warren Moon and Jefferson Street Joe Gilliam all went before you.
And was questioned about being a quarterback too!
Notice if let to some you be playing a different position.
Doug Williams, changed all that when he became the first Superbowl winning quarterback.
Sure you could cave in and pretend the act of a Russel Wilson simply to be liked.
But being Cam is what you most in life should always be like?
Cause the press media doesn't pay your bills at night.
Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 12:41 PM UTC
Eye hav a higgoramous, shee tort me orl I knoe
Sheez a clevar Higgoramous az Higorrami goe
Shee tort me orl mi spelin and wen eye pik mi no’s
Ter wypit on der carpit knot rubbit on mi close
Sum peepul saye herz higgorrunt an saye dat shee iz fik
I ate dem orrid peepul dey reely mayk mee sik
I ope dat shee gitz pregerant an az a littel cubb
Eye’ll fead er lotz of kandie an uthar luvly grubb
Eye’ll elp er mummie baff er eye’ll chainge er durty nappie
Shee’ll bee soe qoot an cudelsum shee’l mayk mee viry appy
An wen der cubb gitz biggar shee’ll plae wiv mee an kis
An evariwun wil real eyes dat higgoramous’s iz bliss :-)
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 8:11 PM UTC
One day soon this world will
Realize that it's not worth
Dying because people don't agree.....
It doesn't matter if someone or
No one agrees with you, really it doesn't.
And having a different opinion
Really truly is what makes us unique.
Yeserday is the past and
Let's learn from
It, not repeat the same mistakes!
For centuries, we've been repeating history;
Each day that goe by is a new chance for a new beginning.
Change starts with you!
Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 12:07 AM UTC
A shadow was cast upon the shoreline at the dawn's dusk
Twas a memory of myself from years past
A reminder of bitter years and hateful leers that I sneered to my fellow people
Through shadow lines was something else created inside a sheltered doom
Gazing upon the waters edge contemplating the nearest ledge to fall from
as
The straightened limbs protruding into air so thick became weighted from it's highest peek
A visitor upon the planet's flow in daylight turned to nighttime glow
Wishing a normal type of visage for ones lonely existence
Yet realizing the normal isn't always what it seems
Apr 21, 2012
Apr 21, 2012 at 6:34 PM UTC
Days of a crise in peoples minds
Days goe and surround us
with splendor of a poor man
seeking to get what he wants.
Calling it crise,
I am not about to die.
Minutes go, and the world
has lost its inspiration
seeking to what it wants
Entering spice
dime of shade
I am not about to die.
What a favor,
to see such haze
of a warm atmosphere
in a weather thy beauty
were people just like
to pass by
and
seek the one the others
insufficiency.
As day pass by,
thinking,
we are not about to die.
Elize K.
Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 8:37 PM UTC
I'll burn away the guilt,
burn away the pain...
Down the drain, it goes,
the way it flows,
the way it goes,
and shows
The things refused to be uphold
and...
Done!
So, One, will be divine
Likeswine, will the - I -
be cruscified, so ALL
will laugh...
Go back, go back;
the crack, the thumm,
the whisper and the shout;
so ******* LOUD, SO **** OBSCENE!
It has been neverso, before...
the snow, the shore...
the gulf, the fire...
It quite does not make sense...
But if you look at it,
deny it, cry it, feel it,
and enjoy it. Be it.
Never let it go!
No, no, no, no, no!
If you let something go; away
And it was meant to stay,
you will regret no more, oh, NO!
Things don't let you go until you
GO ->
As if it matters anymore,
so why, would I,
Let GO?
Frustratingly sedated or
Sedatingly frustrated,
fly-hated
unwillingly positivated,
opiumated, loved and
hated...
Never letting go, or
letting go of NEVER
goes around of EVER
that doesn't give a ***
So go let not of
nothing, that has goe
of you; So maybe;
retune, refine
AND LET SOME GO;...
(at least before it snows,
man...)
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 9:10 AM UTC