"livest" poems - Hello Poetry

"I am truly losing faith in humanity." This is the phrase that provokes so much frustration in me. Tell me how this does not hurt you just by being okay with speaking it or writing it. Are you not humanity, are you not of the same bones and flesh as me. Do you not battle through struggles and have the livest moments as me. Have we not mourn the same when we lose something precious or realized the hate that tries to consume our people? Are we not one race of people? Tell me how you do not sit in puzzlement having stated that you do not have faith in yourself. Do tragedies put out your flame so quick. Instead of rising to conquer change no matter the time or loses, you crumble. My sisters and brothers, I am Honduran but my love does not stop at my roots. My kindness does not only affect people of my own ethnicity or skin color. We're a human race and no I do not speak that we should be blind to our cultures and each other's beginnings. I speak that being so different does not mean we are not as well immensely similar. Recognize my skin, recognize my language, recognize my roots, my religion, my traditions, my scars. Recognize all of me. And LOVE me still to no end. These tragedies will not further prosper when you have faith that, with a race with this much diversity, we will find the solution and stop these hate-crimes that make some of us even ponder the thought of defeat. I have grown to learn that this is the change, seeing the enormous difference in each other but seeing all the similarities and having it urge us to close the gap with knowledge and understanding. This is our peace. Learning of one another. This is our hope.

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Mar 2, 2017

Mar 2, 2017 at 1:37 PM UTC

lesli-vallecillo

Grown.

"I am truly losing faith in humanity." This is the phrase that provokes so much frustration in me. Tell me how this does not hurt you just by being okay with speaking it or writing it. Are you not humanity, are you not of the same bones and flesh as me. Do you not battle through struggles and have the livest moments as me. Have we not mourn the same when we lose something precious or realized the hate that tries to consume our people? Are we not one race of people? Tell me how you do not sit in puzzlement having stated that you do not have faith in yourself. Do tragedies put out your flame so quick. Instead of rising to conquer change no matter the time or loses, you crumble. My sisters and brothers, I am Honduran but my love does not stop at my roots. My kindness does not only affect people of my own ethnicity or skin color. We're a human race and no I do not speak that we should be blind to our cultures and each other's beginnings. I speak that being so different does not mean we are not as well immensely similar. Recognize my skin, recognize my language, recognize my roots, my religion, my traditions, my scars. Recognize all of me. And LOVE me still to no end. These tragedies will not further prosper when you have faith that, with a race with this much diversity, we will find the solution and stop these hate-crimes that make some of us even ponder the thought of defeat. I have grown to learn that this is the change, seeing the enormous difference in each other but seeing all the similarities and having it urge us to close the gap with knowledge and understanding. This is our peace. Learning of one another. This is our hope.

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In the Darkness I smile knowing all the while deep inside my inner child lies lust and danger ever wild A breath of air I do mark for if not to fight I do bark if not for purpose on a lark I do act like the shark I chew and spit and cry out loud adrenaline veins stain my shroud destroy the living I have vowed the lives of kings are strong and proud My magic bullet knows no bounds I hunt bloodthirsty like the hell hounds and in the air you hear my sound as I hunt and take my quarry down Anger surges inside of me yet deathly still I can be invisible as to not see the moment of deaths pedigree You may see me in your dreams or in shadow as it may seem black scales and midnight gleam a ray of darkness or evil scream Hope fades waning in the light when evil wings do take flight storm clouds rising bring the blight screams of anguish in the night Temptation brings a soul to steal great white hunts unknowing seal darkness hides thus won't reveal one of the seven, named Belial. Death toll climbing as is willed fallow soul left unfulfilled guilt pollutes decay instilled no goodness left when we have killed Humanity I cry, let thou be warned when thou livest a life of scorn a lie be a dagger like an acorn where a tree from a seedling leaves are born.

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Mar 1, 2010

Mar 1, 2010 at 7:43 PM UTC

epedeped

Demon

In the Darkness I smile knowing all the while deep inside my inner child lies lust and danger ever wild A breath of air I do mark for if not to fight I do bark if not for purpose on a lark I do act like the shark I chew and spit and cry out loud adrenaline veins stain my shroud destroy the living I have vowed the lives of kings are strong and proud My magic bullet knows no bounds I hunt bloodthirsty like the hell hounds and in the air you hear my sound as I hunt and take my quarry down Anger surges inside of me yet deathly still I can be invisible as to not see the moment of deaths pedigree You may see me in your dreams or in shadow as it may seem black scales and midnight gleam a ray of darkness or evil scream Hope fades waning in the light when evil wings do take flight storm clouds rising bring the blight screams of anguish in the night Temptation brings a soul to steal great white hunts unknowing seal darkness hides thus won't reveal one of the seven, named Belial. Death toll climbing as is willed fallow soul left unfulfilled guilt pollutes decay instilled no goodness left when we have killed Humanity I cry, let thou be warned when thou livest a life of scorn a lie be a dagger like an acorn where a tree from a seedling leaves are born.

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I’ve sought winds of poesy, And I’m on wings to pen thee --- Thou --- my Darling --- the Rose of roses. Thou art seated centre of Glory That hath sent thee unto us On our arms long waited. Thou livest in our tears of joy, Ineffable and amazing unto eternity, Thou art the most beautiful dawn Decked with pearls of glory. I celebrate thee on the Day of Thy advent And my poesy doth make thee beautiful. I believe my wings of poesy soar and soar Until the sky sets its limit. I’ll make thee live ever in my poem. Believe in my wings of poesy.

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Dec 20, 2011

Dec 20, 2011 at 11:31 AM UTC

mbj-pancras

The Rose Of Roses

I’ve sought winds of poesy, And I’m on wings to pen thee --- Thou --- my Darling --- the Rose of roses. Thou art seated centre of Glory That hath sent thee unto us On our arms long waited. Thou livest in our tears of joy, Ineffable and amazing unto eternity, Thou art the most beautiful dawn Decked with pearls of glory. I celebrate thee on the Day of Thy advent And my poesy doth make thee beautiful. I believe my wings of poesy soar and soar Until the sky sets its limit. I’ll make thee live ever in my poem. Believe in my wings of poesy.

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Dearest Mother Bounteous, Beautiful, Blessed, Life giving, Mother How we wonder at thy beauties, Then turn and defile you Through our haze of personal satiation, We do not feel your heart! Pulsing, Pounding, Perfect Love, You give and give. We do not understand. But now I thank you, Your mountains, rivers, fields, seas and valleys, Your trees and flowers and deserts, Your beauty unspeakable! Let me live as thou livest, Let me remember thee in all things, Fill me with thy Being, as I cannot be that which you are not, I desire as dost thou, Mother, to live to give.

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Jul 14, 2013

Jul 14, 2013 at 6:41 PM UTC

bubbalouie

Song to Papatuanuku

Dearest Mother Bounteous, Beautiful, Blessed, Life giving, Mother How we wonder at thy beauties, Then turn and defile you Through our haze of personal satiation, We do not feel your heart! Pulsing, Pounding, Perfect Love, You give and give. We do not understand. But now I thank you, Your mountains, rivers, fields, seas and valleys, Your trees and flowers and deserts, Your beauty unspeakable! Let me live as thou livest, Let me remember thee in all things, Fill me with thy Being, as I cannot be that which you are not, I desire as dost thou, Mother, to live to give.

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