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"greatful" poems
Our parents are always telling us , you have to go to school, that you'll learn everything you need to know before you're ready for the big world, and that'll you need it to get into your dream job But now a days our education isn't about learning, its about passing Our education now isn't the same as it used to be It teaches us that if you're not at a certain grade level, you will not succeed That if you don't meet a certain criteria, maybe you're not for fit the course This education system doesn't teach us whats really important for the big world It doesn't teach us how to live, how to do taxes or how to survive It never taught us the living expenses or how to buy a home Never taught us what to expect once we leave for college or how to balance our schedules No. It only taught us homework, about a plant cell, about tangents and circumferences It taught us that homework is more important than family That it's more important than being a kid and having a life It taught us that if you spend time with loved once and didn't do your work, you're setting yourself up for failure They pile us with work it feels like we cant breath They never once thought of the other class assignments that must be due not even 24 hours later They make us memorise things that will no longer be important when we apply for a job We study for hours in hopes to pass that final test that we'll soon forget But what are we suppose to say when someone asks us how we're feeling? We were never taught that We never memorised an equation to help us find the answer We were only ever taught to keep our mouths shut and do our work Its quite funny what we learn in school now Things more than 80% of the students will never have to use let alone see again School was suppose to prepare us for our future For the job choice we pick Instead we meet and learned quadratics and plant cells We were taught homework is what your focus should always be on We were never taught about the future and what to do And most importantly We were never taught how to love ourselves and the things we should be greatful for They've turn us into sad, mindless robots that's are more concerned about grades and passing than whats going on with the family We lock ourselves in our rooms doing homework for 6 hours than talking to our mothers or fathers who wonder about us We were never taught the importance of family before it was too late Every single highschool student wishes they can turn back the clocks, but it'll never work We were taught the hard way that you don't really know what you have until its gone Something we weren't prepared for They never prepared us for the future Instead, we prepare our self for the possible failing outcome How are we suppose to make a living for ourselves when all we have learned was the stress over homework and family? The depression over a failed test or assignment? The lost feeling of the lost time? How are we suppose to love ourselves when all we do is put yourself down because of school? This education system never prepared us for anything Instead, this education system officially has broken all of us.
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 4:41 PM UTC
Our Broken Education System
Our parents are always telling us , you have to go to school, that you'll learn everything you need to know before you're ready for the big world, and that'll you need it to get into your dream job But now a days our education isn't about learning, its about passing Our education now isn't the same as it used to be It teaches us that if you're not at a certain grade level, you will not succeed That if you don't meet a certain criteria, maybe you're not for fit the course This education system doesn't teach us whats really important for the big world It doesn't teach us how to live, how to do taxes or how to survive It never taught us the living expenses or how to buy a home Never taught us what to expect once we leave for college or how to balance our schedules No. It only taught us homework, about a plant cell, about tangents and circumferences It taught us that homework is more important than family That it's more important than being a kid and having a life It taught us that if you spend time with loved once and didn't do your work, you're setting yourself up for failure They pile us with work it feels like we cant breath They never once thought of the other class assignments that must be due not even 24 hours later They make us memorise things that will no longer be important when we apply for a job We study for hours in hopes to pass that final test that we'll soon forget But what are we suppose to say when someone asks us how we're feeling? We were never taught that We never memorised an equation to help us find the answer We were only ever taught to keep our mouths shut and do our work Its quite funny what we learn in school now Things more than 80% of the students will never have to use let alone see again School was suppose to prepare us for our future For the job choice we pick Instead we meet and learned quadratics and plant cells We were taught homework is what your focus should always be on We were never taught about the future and what to do And most importantly We were never taught how to love ourselves and the things we should be greatful for They've turn us into sad, mindless robots that's are more concerned about grades and passing than whats going on with the family We lock ourselves in our rooms doing homework for 6 hours than talking to our mothers or fathers who wonder about us We were never taught the importance of family before it was too late Every single highschool student wishes they can turn back the clocks, but it'll never work We were taught the hard way that you don't really know what you have until its gone Something we weren't prepared for They never prepared us for the future Instead, we prepare our self for the possible failing outcome How are we suppose to make a living for ourselves when all we have learned was the stress over homework and family? The depression over a failed test or assignment? The lost feeling of the lost time? How are we suppose to love ourselves when all we do is put yourself down because of school? This education system never prepared us for anything Instead, this education system officially has broken all of us.
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Children born with *** is the most sadest thing in life. Everyday there is a child born with *** The reason for this is because adults and children are ***** each and every day. By the curel careless people in this world. Kids are sent off to oprphanges in some parts in Africa where honestly is better then some other places in Africa. Thats not it though the ones that are not in oprphanges are at risk each and everyday for there lifes. Not only for this disease but for the curlest people that will **** them for basically no reason because they dont have freedom like we do. Why treat children this way period but why treat them especially if they have limited time in life. They dont get to see and experience what we get to see and experience because we have the freedom. Each and everyday children in Africa risk there lifes to go to school most of them don't survive because once again the cruel poeple in this world **** them. Unlike we get to go to school for free and have freedom. We get to have the oppertunity to have an education. When they are not even given a chioce. The kids that are not in a orphanage are slaves they get torchered they get wipped they even are forced to see there parents wipped, ***** and murdered. They dont have choices at all for there life the chioces are made for them. Barely any water to drink or even food to eat. Children in Africa die each and everyday either from ****** starvation, dehydration or there disease. We act so ungreatfully to people in our lives we should be ashamed. When poeple in Africa don't have parents or if they do they dont get to see unless seeing them be torchured. I am thankful for everything I have and the freedom I have. Learning about this in school was intrestingly horrifying because of what these people do to these children and there parents or to people in general. They dont get *** from chioce of *** or born with it or lack of condoms they are forced with this horrible disease that is life killing and that most likely turnes into AIDS. With out any medical or lack of medical attention the poeple with disease are left to die. With people torchering them by watching and ****** them each and every day. It makes me furious to know that there are children human beings out there that are being torchured, ***** murdered, starved and dehydrated each and everyday of life. This is the life to the day they are born untill the day they die. After reading this think really hard about your life and the things and people in your life is life really hard for you is it that painful is it that horrifying. Put yourself in there shoes would you like seeing your parents child or sibling get ***** murdered or even wipped each and everyday. going without food or water or having barely food or water. For me after writing this and learning it my whole life is heaven compared to them. I have everything they don't and better and I am not even close to being as greatful as I should. Think about this and this is so very true this is there lives each and everyday for the children and adults that are slaves that have HIV/AIDS in Africa.
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Feb 3, 2011
Feb 3, 2011 at 10:35 AM UTC
Children In Africa With HIV/AIDS
Children born with *** is the most sadest thing in life. Everyday there is a child born with *** The reason for this is because adults and children are ***** each and every day. By the curel careless people in this world. Kids are sent off to oprphanges in some parts in Africa where honestly is better then some other places in Africa. Thats not it though the ones that are not in oprphanges are at risk each and everyday for there lifes. Not only for this disease but for the curlest people that will **** them for basically no reason because they dont have freedom like we do. Why treat children this way period but why treat them especially if they have limited time in life. They dont get to see and experience what we get to see and experience because we have the freedom. Each and everyday children in Africa risk there lifes to go to school most of them don't survive because once again the cruel poeple in this world **** them. Unlike we get to go to school for free and have freedom. We get to have the oppertunity to have an education. When they are not even given a chioce. The kids that are not in a orphanage are slaves they get torchered they get wipped they even are forced to see there parents wipped, ***** and murdered. They dont have choices at all for there life the chioces are made for them. Barely any water to drink or even food to eat. Children in Africa die each and everyday either from ****** starvation, dehydration or there disease. We act so ungreatfully to people in our lives we should be ashamed. When poeple in Africa don't have parents or if they do they dont get to see unless seeing them be torchured. I am thankful for everything I have and the freedom I have. Learning about this in school was intrestingly horrifying because of what these people do to these children and there parents or to people in general. They dont get *** from chioce of *** or born with it or lack of condoms they are forced with this horrible disease that is life killing and that most likely turnes into AIDS. With out any medical or lack of medical attention the poeple with disease are left to die. With people torchering them by watching and ****** them each and every day. It makes me furious to know that there are children human beings out there that are being torchured, ***** murdered, starved and dehydrated each and everyday of life. This is the life to the day they are born untill the day they die. After reading this think really hard about your life and the things and people in your life is life really hard for you is it that painful is it that horrifying. Put yourself in there shoes would you like seeing your parents child or sibling get ***** murdered or even wipped each and everyday. going without food or water or having barely food or water. For me after writing this and learning it my whole life is heaven compared to them. I have everything they don't and better and I am not even close to being as greatful as I should. Think about this and this is so very true this is there lives each and everyday for the children and adults that are slaves that have HIV/AIDS in Africa.
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My mind is constantly occupied by the demons of my past and the omens of my future. Waging an impossible war, causing sickness, and torturing my conscience without remorse. I can hear the screaming of the casualties as I take one more sip, hit, or push. Begging for me to stop, but at the same time thanking me for the temporary numbness I can feel my heart exploding in my chest, as if it were trying to free itself from the slavery it is experiencing. Beat after beat it continues to grow weary and unsympathetic, Trudging through the chemicals and unrelentless lovers. all the while receiving no attention or appreciation. I can feel my soul, beautiful and full of life. As old as they come, with more stories than I would probably care to hear. Wise and wounded, healed and broken again. Becoming tougher and more layered much like the act of crafting an authentic samurai sword. Swift and elegant. Waiting to escape this imperfect body only to move onto another puppet of which it will guide and personalize. The beauty of these three broken and bruised vigilantes working in total harmony is the most beautiful and awe-inspiring thing I have ever come to know. I am greatful until the end, whenever that may be. I will enjoy the life that they have given me, and I will spread that energy to those in need of it. As ***** and tired as they may be, it is more than most will ever have the opportunity to experience
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Nov 14, 2012
Nov 14, 2012 at 2:56 PM UTC
Vigilante
John Green made me sad in the best possible way... So thanks Augustus,who taught me to love people no matter what. Hazel,for showing me we are all beautiful. Alaska,for saying its okay to be a bit mischievous. Pudge,for proving that you don't have to have millions of friends to feel loved. The Coronel, for teaching me to believe in myself,no matter where I had come from. Colin,for my eureka moment. Both Will Graysons,for showing me is okay to not know exactly who you are. And every character in Paper Towns,who just made me really happy. But lastly and most importantly I'd like to thank John Green,because you made my life a better place with your books, and for that I'm forever greatful
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Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 2:24 PM UTC
John Green
Im happy like a raindbow which ends with a *** of gold Im greatful like a raindbow which is glad its colourfull Im laughing like a rainbow which is happy Im joyful like a rainbow having fun like the clouds Im cheerfull like a rainbow which twinkles in the sky Im incredible like a rainbow which lights up te sky Im loving like a rainbow which males your day Im nice like a rainbow because in a sight of happyness
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Nov 17, 2013
Nov 17, 2013 at 4:34 PM UTC
Im a happy girl poem' Simile poem
I feel like a **** I feel that Bae is furious I feel all I do to her is irk Yet, it still remain curious Bae says she is far from livid She says that she never is mad At points in time I feel timid I feel like I've done something bad But still, I remember the blithe times Although I get worried, she's cute And although I feel I commit crimes I know it's just sarcastic, endearing dispute And so no one is melancholy I have no reason to be glum Because there is no felony Oh, Bae, why am I so dumb? ;P Bae, you make me so very joyful I won't forget you till the end of time I feel utterly greatful And I'm sorry I have run out of rhymes
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 12:31 AM UTC
Bae's Poem
Subtle focus Small screen Background hiss Comfortable silence Under cover Night clad Muffled yawn Greatful smile Quietly observe Closest distance Pink lips Soft hue Bright eyes Hazel, brown Heads met With pillows Lights off Laptop light Speaking whispers Eye contact "Okay." "Okay."
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Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 3:22 AM UTC
Laptop Light
I am greatful that I do not know Everything That would be such a burden To be different From Everybody Else Eek
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Jan 16, 2014
Jan 16, 2014 at 12:59 PM UTC
Beyond my better half
Please don’t pity my situation I’m frozen in situ Don’t smile and **** your head Don’t say awww or that’s a shame Don’t pat my hand and assume it will happen Don’t tell me I’m missing out Don’t tell me I’ll never understand until it happens to me Don’t assume your life is more fulfilled then mine Don’t pretend it makes you more mature then me Don’t make me a faux Aunty to another friends fruit Don’t joke about lending or sitting like it’s the same Don’t imagine Yours could ever be a substitute for mine That they could replace the ache in my heart or fill it with what it’s missing - even worse be greatful for the privilege Don’t act like it’s a grand gester like your giving my life meaning When things are awful and bad don’t tell me you stay for them and use them as an excuse to not walk away Don’t tell me if I had I’d under stand Don’t make me feel incomplete because I haven’t - I’m already feeling it Don’t call me lucky because I sleep in Don’t say “nice for some” when I go out it isn’t my choice Don’t assume this is about freedom Don’t pretend it will happen one day Don’t put your false hopes onto me Don’t assume he will leave me if I don’t deliver - we’re much more then potentials Ps Don’t assume it’s because of the weight Don’t give me a gimmick or tips Don’t tell me your storys Don’t talk about it or predict about it Dont tell me about feelings in your waters Don’t treat me like this is my only purpose Dont think I get hurt because you grow and blossom in a way I can’t Don’t assume I’m bitter and resentful Don’t pretend I can’t be happy for you Dont treat me like I’m broken like my whole exsistence revolves around a broken womb .......I’m so much more .......I’ve seen so much more, felt so much more, grown and lost .......I live so much more and want so much more .......I have more plans and options then you can imagine My back up plan is full of love and life still!! (C) Ashley Kane FB
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 9:56 AM UTC
Situation: Barron
Please don’t pity my situation I’m frozen in situ Don’t smile and **** your head Don’t say awww or that’s a shame Don’t pat my hand and assume it will happen Don’t tell me I’m missing out Don’t tell me I’ll never understand until it happens to me Don’t assume your life is more fulfilled then mine Don’t pretend it makes you more mature then me Don’t make me a faux Aunty to another friends fruit Don’t joke about lending or sitting like it’s the same Don’t imagine Yours could ever be a substitute for mine That they could replace the ache in my heart or fill it with what it’s missing - even worse be greatful for the privilege Don’t act like it’s a grand gester like your giving my life meaning When things are awful and bad don’t tell me you stay for them and use them as an excuse to not walk away Don’t tell me if I had I’d under stand Don’t make me feel incomplete because I haven’t - I’m already feeling it Don’t call me lucky because I sleep in Don’t say “nice for some” when I go out it isn’t my choice Don’t assume this is about freedom Don’t pretend it will happen one day Don’t put your false hopes onto me Don’t assume he will leave me if I don’t deliver - we’re much more then potentials Ps Don’t assume it’s because of the weight Don’t give me a gimmick or tips Don’t tell me your storys Don’t talk about it or predict about it Dont tell me about feelings in your waters Don’t treat me like this is my only purpose Dont think I get hurt because you grow and blossom in a way I can’t Don’t assume I’m bitter and resentful Don’t pretend I can’t be happy for you Dont treat me like I’m broken like my whole exsistence revolves around a broken womb .......I’m so much more .......I’ve seen so much more, felt so much more, grown and lost .......I live so much more and want so much more .......I have more plans and options then you can imagine My back up plan is full of love and life still!! (C) Ashley Kane FB
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Lamentation; infelicity through neurotransmitters Passing fleetly; swift but disturbed Grids of brainwaves for the degraded Overhead LED view is negroided Chapter 1 Migraines; A klaxon that grains into migraine From there on out, strolling convulsion lane Deriving from deception; antibodies start to lead loosely Throe after throe I choose not to fuss Laceration in hemikrania is conversing with the rest of my body, Frequent as days turn nightly I host the severe megrimly Chapter 2 Vomiting; A horendous bile builds up in my throat Moaning like a ghoul; I banish the gloats Disgorging from nothing, Heaving and heaving the dry Although I force myself not, all the nosh turns into emit rye Vital fluid very crimson soon came From the cranium, I dislose, head pain Frequent as the waves harsh blows I host a ***** hose Chapter 3 Tumor; A neoplasm underneath I've found out Unvisible but there; my flesh will start swelling undoubt Below I feel like a mutant All putant and disformed Like globular liquids dripping from sewage waste As long as I can still haste Crescendo and surge won't ado Frequent as traffic builds a rush hour I host a cyst that is sour Chapter 4 Deaf; An absense of all frequencies I daze everso daily; Feeling like an earless statue; sound unaccompanied Missing the wind's howls that ululate, Clamors and bellows that spoliate I can't sight the same verbiage Without sonancy to inflicit, I see one big mirage Frequent as birth enfolds I host a soundless toll Chapter 5 Brain Cancer; A malignant fate told today Disease spreading like a machine, Programmed to enquire all it knows A gruesome and hateful dose; Withering casually away Grown apart of, I'm the prey As we hunt the beasts' An invisible naked eye is poaching Frequent as a house infested I host a cancerous clothing Chapter 6 Death; A termination soon to unfold I am as finished and ruined as story told Biological function ending Senescence through spending User maat I haven't seen all wanted Alas I am greatful for what has been daunted Frequent as a death anew I host a dissolution My evolution; through.
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Nov 24, 2010
Nov 24, 2010 at 7:09 AM UTC
Brain Cancer (For Chuck)
Lamentation; infelicity through neurotransmitters Passing fleetly; swift but disturbed Grids of brainwaves for the degraded Overhead LED view is negroided Chapter 1 Migraines; A klaxon that grains into migraine From there on out, strolling convulsion lane Deriving from deception; antibodies start to lead loosely Throe after throe I choose not to fuss Laceration in hemikrania is conversing with the rest of my body, Frequent as days turn nightly I host the severe megrimly Chapter 2 Vomiting; A horendous bile builds up in my throat Moaning like a ghoul; I banish the gloats Disgorging from nothing, Heaving and heaving the dry Although I force myself not, all the nosh turns into emit rye Vital fluid very crimson soon came From the cranium, I dislose, head pain Frequent as the waves harsh blows I host a ***** hose Chapter 3 Tumor; A neoplasm underneath I've found out Unvisible but there; my flesh will start swelling undoubt Below I feel like a mutant All putant and disformed Like globular liquids dripping from sewage waste As long as I can still haste Crescendo and surge won't ado Frequent as traffic builds a rush hour I host a cyst that is sour Chapter 4 Deaf; An absense of all frequencies I daze everso daily; Feeling like an earless statue; sound unaccompanied Missing the wind's howls that ululate, Clamors and bellows that spoliate I can't sight the same verbiage Without sonancy to inflicit, I see one big mirage Frequent as birth enfolds I host a soundless toll Chapter 5 Brain Cancer; A malignant fate told today Disease spreading like a machine, Programmed to enquire all it knows A gruesome and hateful dose; Withering casually away Grown apart of, I'm the prey As we hunt the beasts' An invisible naked eye is poaching Frequent as a house infested I host a cancerous clothing Chapter 6 Death; A termination soon to unfold I am as finished and ruined as story told Biological function ending Senescence through spending User maat I haven't seen all wanted Alas I am greatful for what has been daunted Frequent as a death anew I host a dissolution My evolution; through.
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i am grateful for stretch denim on days when           **** it is a fashion statement for lavender laundry detergent because that smell reminds me of the home i've built in my head for tea at 2 a.m. when all the things i've done race in my head because the next morning, i usually get my **** together for colds because they make eating an entire roll of cinnamon buns completely justifiable for the mountains that surround me for NPR and good, rated M fanfiction for def poetry when i can't find the right words for finding a pack of cigarettes when it is only 11:30pm on a thursday night and i am well past drunk in a slightly damp armchair for harry potter and neil gaiman for when twenty dollars fills up my gas tank for my grandma's potato salad and biscuits with honey for feminist zines that make me want to smash the patriarchy for burts bees chapstick and jasmine-green tea for friends who let me cry on their bedroom floors for books that keep me entertained (even if that means me crying in my bathtub while reading them) for courtney love and joan jett because those ******* have ridden in my car with me over many heart-breaks for well-water and sulfate free red wine for johnny cash and new orleans and whiskey for salt-- because that **** can wash away anything for farmer's markets and co-ops for bottles of water  and for cookie dough when my mouth is the consistency of cotton  and my mind is a little bit gone for warm days in January and cold days in September for breakfast and for hikes that begin at five a.m. for summer nights drunk on wine and a little too much fire for friends who call me 'momma bear' and for friends that call me 'baby bird' for poems that give you cold chills and flowers stolen from my neighbor's yard for skin that smells like the sun and sage for beeswax candles and the smell of clean laundry for days when i wake up and realize i could have died on a bathroom floor
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Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 7:17 PM UTC
the things i am greatful for
i am grateful for stretch denim on days when           **** it is a fashion statement for lavender laundry detergent because that smell reminds me of the home i've built in my head for tea at 2 a.m. when all the things i've done race in my head because the next morning, i usually get my **** together for colds because they make eating an entire roll of cinnamon buns completely justifiable for the mountains that surround me for NPR and good, rated M fanfiction for def poetry when i can't find the right words for finding a pack of cigarettes when it is only 11:30pm on a thursday night and i am well past drunk in a slightly damp armchair for harry potter and neil gaiman for when twenty dollars fills up my gas tank for my grandma's potato salad and biscuits with honey for feminist zines that make me want to smash the patriarchy for burts bees chapstick and jasmine-green tea for friends who let me cry on their bedroom floors for books that keep me entertained (even if that means me crying in my bathtub while reading them) for courtney love and joan jett because those ******* have ridden in my car with me over many heart-breaks for well-water and sulfate free red wine for johnny cash and new orleans and whiskey for salt-- because that **** can wash away anything for farmer's markets and co-ops for bottles of water  and for cookie dough when my mouth is the consistency of cotton  and my mind is a little bit gone for warm days in January and cold days in September for breakfast and for hikes that begin at five a.m. for summer nights drunk on wine and a little too much fire for friends who call me 'momma bear' and for friends that call me 'baby bird' for poems that give you cold chills and flowers stolen from my neighbor's yard for skin that smells like the sun and sage for beeswax candles and the smell of clean laundry for days when i wake up and realize i could have died on a bathroom floor
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BE GREATFUL ALWAYS
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 9:38 AM UTC
Gratitude
Stubbed toe But you have your foot Too busy to eat lunch But fridge full of food Stuck in traffic But you own a car Tired from no sleep But you have a bed Take a moment to see All you have in this life Give to those to don't ask Love yourself and those around
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Oct 10, 2015
Oct 10, 2015 at 3:03 PM UTC
To be greatful
Standing by the road side Thumbing a ride Sleeping Bag, Backpack And...Guitar on my back Heat rolls off the Highway Like Hallucinogenic Waves Found a Roach in my pocket Got me through the Day Nothing but 70s Buick's... And Cadillac's Roll By On the on ramp to  I-80 Rolling on to  West Skies A wish for a fast ride's best Been up for 36 Hours Popping Little White Crosses Nothing Passing by but... Military bosses......... A VW Micro-bus pulls up With a Band of Tie Died, Dead Heads, cranking Jerry Garcia The smoke the bowl, Kept on Toking Greatful Dead played "Keep on Truckin' " I Rolled off some Riffs, along with the Band Flyin' 300 miles in that beat up old Van My head got mellow, with these fine Fellows They Dropped me off in the cool of the Night And all I saw of them was their Red Tail Lights...1/27/15
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Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 8:09 AM UTC
The Hitch Hiker
To all hello poetry poets who follow and support me... Just wanna thank you from the bottom of mine heart for all your support love, friendship, knowledge, wisdom and beautiful works of heaven you all write.. Thank you for liking mine work and showing me there is still love left on a planet that's being overtaken with hatred and evil.... As tis I will support you and try to find the lost poets who are NOT noticed those quiet and hidden poets and overlooked poets. The ones in the back of the room. The new age classics... As we all should find the unspoken poets work and push it.... As there are so many unknown lost beauties of work.... Thank you all for support and blessings and giving me new friendship and light to shine upon me. May God bless you on this day or night to you. And daily for you. And especially to mine queen Earl Jane... I love you forever mine soul. Mine soulmate .. Mine Reyna. Mine love. Mine amour'... Mine all!!!!! As tis Jane today and everyday I'm blessed to have you and greatful to have a godsend from heaven to earth to protect and love me. God bless our love queen as Lennon put it... I love you all and thank all of you... God bless Brandon cory Nagley Lonesome poet's poetry creator...
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Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 6:21 PM UTC
A thank you for all h.p supporters, follower's, and mine reyna jane..
SS : We're headed for a deep DEEP valley Orange sky in tornado alley Trouble just around the bend Are you ready for it friend? Kids don't have enough to eat Mom n dad work but Can't make ends meet The price of gas is On the double Life in this world Just plain trouble Christian people in despair Unbelievers everywhere Don't want to know The eternal score Don't want to listen Anymore. AB : Six kids, Two jobs, What's a hard working mother got to do, To get some hard earned money, I know that you need it too, People can't afford vehicles, So they take the bus, Why don't the presidents, Just say yes , to us, Instead you make us live, In this demented world, Heaven and hell still battling, And what's with teenage girls, More teen pregnancies in u.s alone, Why don't they just leave that intimacy alone, You should be greatful for our lord and savior, Because without him, Hearts will be turned to stone, SS: There IS a stone... He's called The Rock.... His existence? More than talk. If you don't listen Tell you true... Then that Rock's Gonna FALL ON YOU
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Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 11:57 PM UTC
"What's Happening To Us" With SoulSurvivor
We always  need something new. Have you noticed? We have become so unpleaseable And everything  comes so upgradeable. I miss simplicity. The days were i didnt worry much. Getting older ***** We got jobs Families Harder School And all of thay stuff But yet We want more More More More New things More Fun More Drama More Hate. We need to take a mintue To be greatful For what we have been lucky  enough To have
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Jul 17, 2016
Jul 17, 2016 at 10:42 AM UTC
More
I want to write, I want my words to flow Like a raging waterfall in the beginning of spring I want my words to scream as loud as I do in my head But I have nothing No words to put on a paper No words to be said No sentences to be formed I only have this Me, my brain and the complete chaos inside I want to write But I have nothing I would understand Just a bunch of words flying around in my head I want to throw all of my feelings on a paper I want to create something I don't care if I get crushed I don't care if no one understands I don't care if I don't understand There is too much It is everywhere I feel... Inspired Happy Angry Stressed Depressed Hypnotized Excited Sad Greatful Exhausted Independent Alone Proud Infinite. Yet I can't seem to write anything And that is all I want
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Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 12:30 PM UTC
We could be heroes
Dear my love, we've come a long way with our lives together We've shared almost everything, rainy days and summer Can't compare to anything all the moments that we have And it's worth treasuring all the memories with you my love I started to look over the year we are together How we made it and making it last till forever How we were to each other and what we are now How we change for the better as we make eternal a vow A song will never be enough to sing how happy and greatful I am A line from a movie will never give life to days that we shared And I just can't get a love quotes from someone and dedicate it to thee For the words will never verbalize the exact feelings you've given me You will always be the reason of my smile in everyday Of how I keep on going and striving for better in every way Of what I decided and what I chose it's always because of you I won't do any way of hurting the heart of my unending truth I am sorry for I haven't given you the best Sed tu iure optimo dare spondes As long there is tomorrow I'll wake up knowing how I love you You are intrinsic to me, and my heart always beats for you Always remember that I have found love in you, and I'll always will Even if the sun refuse to shine for tomorrow, I'll be loving you still Like a rainbow in Niagara it has no ending May we filled our lives with colors of faithful feelings I may not be the best boyfriend, may not be the best in this world But I will do anything to make 'forever' not just a word I promise you again that I won't let go and always hold your hand May we always find and fall in love to each other, foreverly yours, Gian
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC
Foreverly Yours
Dear my love, we've come a long way with our lives together We've shared almost everything, rainy days and summer Can't compare to anything all the moments that we have And it's worth treasuring all the memories with you my love I started to look over the year we are together How we made it and making it last till forever How we were to each other and what we are now How we change for the better as we make eternal a vow A song will never be enough to sing how happy and greatful I am A line from a movie will never give life to days that we shared And I just can't get a love quotes from someone and dedicate it to thee For the words will never verbalize the exact feelings you've given me You will always be the reason of my smile in everyday Of how I keep on going and striving for better in every way Of what I decided and what I chose it's always because of you I won't do any way of hurting the heart of my unending truth I am sorry for I haven't given you the best Sed tu iure optimo dare spondes As long there is tomorrow I'll wake up knowing how I love you You are intrinsic to me, and my heart always beats for you Always remember that I have found love in you, and I'll always will Even if the sun refuse to shine for tomorrow, I'll be loving you still Like a rainbow in Niagara it has no ending May we filled our lives with colors of faithful feelings I may not be the best boyfriend, may not be the best in this world But I will do anything to make 'forever' not just a word I promise you again that I won't let go and always hold your hand May we always find and fall in love to each other, foreverly yours, Gian
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Leah Nicole. I wouldn't trade you for the world. You're my best trans friend. lol even though you're an ******* you've stuck up for me and helped me through so much more than you realize. i'll forever be greatful for you.. You're a big reason I choose to stay alive... Thank you forever leah. <3
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Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 9:40 AM UTC
Transgender *******
May all who i have lost ride with me Their hands steady on my shoulder I ride for them though they not know that when i ride it isn't for show I ride for the escape, to flee my chains To ride the wind and outrun the rain I ride for being greatful i am still alive and am saddened for all who never try And on a sunny day within a mile i drop a tear or two above a sly smile To ride is to honor the thrill within Acknowledge the fear and accepting it in and if i lay over or my rear stray away let my allies of angels rite my way
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Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 1:22 AM UTC
The Ride
We had stopped at Bennys I got him some fries A nice day for a drive not a cloud in the sky We got in the truck I checked his seat twice I’m forever greatful for my wifes advice The diesel engine purred as I shifted gears To my grandmas house no thoughts of fear I hear a bang and in a flash We rolled and rolled crash and bash I count the hits one two three windows exploding around me I swing out the door hung from my belt We hit dirt and highway the hardest ive felt Time seemed to pause or maybe just slow With the earths every trouncing blow Upside-down truck upon my head How the **** am I not dead Around my ribs i feel the steels bite The crash is over but now is the fight My son is alive I can hear him cry He is to young to remember goodbye I must get to him i must pull him out Steel digging deeper as i struggle about My breath is laborious I’m struggling for air The pain is hellish too atrocious to bear Then she laid on the road infront of me A woman who was scared but strong for me I coughed up blood and gasped for air She squeezed my hand and said a prayer Blood flowed and filled my eyes and ears The world turned red as blood met tears Slowly a silance began to loom Another sign of an ominous doom She screamed the trucks are coming they are on their way Oh lord oh lord don’t take this man away You stay with me you stay with your son You can’t leave now his lifes just begun My body shudders as it gasps a wheeze I feel a cold chill i hoped was a breeze It has been too long since I’ve taken a breath What lays ahead life after death.
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Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 12:07 AM UTC
The feel of death
We had stopped at Bennys I got him some fries A nice day for a drive not a cloud in the sky We got in the truck I checked his seat twice I’m forever greatful for my wifes advice The diesel engine purred as I shifted gears To my grandmas house no thoughts of fear I hear a bang and in a flash We rolled and rolled crash and bash I count the hits one two three windows exploding around me I swing out the door hung from my belt We hit dirt and highway the hardest ive felt Time seemed to pause or maybe just slow With the earths every trouncing blow Upside-down truck upon my head How the **** am I not dead Around my ribs i feel the steels bite The crash is over but now is the fight My son is alive I can hear him cry He is to young to remember goodbye I must get to him i must pull him out Steel digging deeper as i struggle about My breath is laborious I’m struggling for air The pain is hellish too atrocious to bear Then she laid on the road infront of me A woman who was scared but strong for me I coughed up blood and gasped for air She squeezed my hand and said a prayer Blood flowed and filled my eyes and ears The world turned red as blood met tears Slowly a silance began to loom Another sign of an ominous doom She screamed the trucks are coming they are on their way Oh lord oh lord don’t take this man away You stay with me you stay with your son You can’t leave now his lifes just begun My body shudders as it gasps a wheeze I feel a cold chill i hoped was a breeze It has been too long since I’ve taken a breath What lays ahead life after death.
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I woke up with a heavy heart Nothing made sense All the visions Between sleep and awake Melted in to each other I stood up Slightly out of balance Thinking that I'm just drowsy But then my vision blurred And I stumpled on to the couch "I'm working, be quiet" I heard her say Inbetween the flashbacks The flashbacks of you beating me you will bend to my will Words of deep resistance Left my lips As I curled up You proceeded to violating me And I screamed that one day You'd wake up Standing next to your body This made you retreat each time You cried in the corner And I woke up With no memory Of what you did to me... Deeply greatful For the peace that I've found I recover from this panic attack And face another day Where the future Looks bright And you're but a distant memory I've found peace And you're still sick. I can handle my PTSD And everything you did to me There are no marks And I've won over you Once more.
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Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 6:08 AM UTC
Smile through PTSD