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Cameryn Micheal Nov 2014
Notes passed,
Check yes,
fingers crossed,
Heart against chest,
Stomach in knots.

The note makes its way down the row,
And I recieve curious looks,
But my eyes are trained on your face,
As you grasp the note carefully,
Curiously opening the white sheet,
And reading my neat writting.

When my eyes open,
You're the last image from my dream,
And when we speak,
My heart skips,
One, two, three beats.
And right befor I go to sleep,
I think of the possibilitys,
Of You and Me.
Check:
Yes  No
Date me?


Your cherry glossed lips spread
Into the softest smile
And your bright, shinning eyes
Find mine.
And I see you blush
Shy.
Beautiful.

You grasp your pencil
Scribble something down
And send it back to me
I can feel my heart
Head to feet
Pounding.

Yes
*My sweet, sweet prince
You've gained my heart
I'll take care of yours.
Love, Your Princess.
Written because my lovely lady suggested a love poem.
mark john junor Jul 2013
the moving shadows of
the men gathering
flicker in my vision
cause me to ponder the moment
in a way i had not seen before
cause me to fracture the vision
to decode the meanings in
each mans motion
each mans meaning

her long black hair entangles my head
as dose her deep long looking
her neat clean eyes frighten me
with their possibilitys
with their depth
with their hot beauty

it is not my place to find
a place in this womans life
i am but a distraction to her
somthing to occupy the moment
to phish for lost keys
in sections of some dreadlock music
she erased poems to fit onto the kindle

she removes her shirt
to rinse out the sweat
in the tidal pool
a young woman nearby stops
and stares
smiles when they meet eyes
and i am surfing my beach bike alone
walking it
home?
where am I
where am i going?
Imagine a day with no end,
No sleep, and no bed.
What would it be like?
The possibilitys are endless,
but it's a wonder
A day with no end would be hard to imagine.
Vladimir s Krebs Jul 2018
As i look in the mior at my self i see two sides of me one bright and beautiful and the other a mistory awiting to be discovered. My mind is where i spend most of my time thinking long thoughts. Pondering on what is going on. My friend is my own creativity a poet esacpinv my reality i live is hell i cant escape. My mind is full of things i cant explain. Ideas creative exiting but road lesss traveled. Bc beyong every bend is a mistake i make every time i open a new door to my own hell. Where god or satan has no control over. I am a walking hell setting wild fires with nothing left bright or beautiful. In my life there is no sun just a world of hell. If i let you see what i see you might lose your mind and go psychoticly crazy just to escape the pits of fire i walk threw. Wind chimes blow giving a chill to the air leaving me with chills of fear down my spine. My bipolar is like a roaler coster a speeding car that crashes into another cras sometimes. Most of the time i spend my time in my head thinking long thoughts pondering on the possibilitys of what is true and what is false. Week after week im stuck in my head just with all my thoughts that never seem to end it never tires me at all. My friend dont follow mw unless you wish to walk in hell like me
I have bipolar disorder it helps me to write poetry by ryth by music all of my words i cant express come out of me
Kaley Dec 2016
Introducing
The circuiting of the proper wiring,
Leading you straight to you Target..


The Unknown you of Tommorow
That was blinded by reality of Today..


Change your mentality,
Do what you've never done
Do what you've always wanted
Live the life you've never lived


Through the conditioning process of life that we let shape and mold us,
We forget who we are, what we can be..

we start caring what others think so much that they try to make you a copy of them and not let you be an original of yourself..

People are scared of different
Scared of better
Scared of change

Only because they don't believe in themselves as much as they see that you believe in yourself..

(Ever play a competitive game and got itimidated by another person?)

That's because they
believe in themselves..

They have standards
They have goals
And their willing to
Every step of the way
To get where they want to be..

You have opportunity
Stop thinking about obligation..



Allot of people talk about how miserable they are and then get back up and do the "same thing"..

But they don't ever do anything about it..  


It's time to take action!!!!

If you want to live your life better
Then not only do you have to
Talk the talk
But you have to
Walk the walk

No one's going to do it for you
No one can physically live your life and make you want to do something

They can persuaded you
They can constantly help you
But they can't be you..

•Only you can do that•


Stop deliberately opporating below your potential and start expanding and start stretching and start challenging yourself..

You are more then capable..


You know what can be done
And you know what you can do
And you have seen what has been done by others in your environment and/or circumstances..


People need to use their veil lent mind more..
One of the most powerful things we let control us even if we don't notice..
Don't let it take over you
But
Take over it..

You are the one in charge
In authority of you
To control you
To be you

Stop hating yourself and start loving yourself..  Step up and take action..

If you watch others live their life and just control every action or decision and never step up or step in..

How is anything suppose to change for you?..  It won't!...


Don't do something based off what's happened before to stop you..

Don't allow your negative history to determine your possibilitys for you..

If you run into a road block
Even beyond their comforts zone..

Something happens to them..
Most people let life to control them and their circumstances..

So look at your life..
Are you happy?..
Are you sad?..

Look into he future..
What is it you want?..
What is it you want to create?..

Now focus on the here and now instead of doing nothing about  what you want to do for your future..

"Focus" is Important

Don't be that person who wants to get even then get ahead..
Focus on where you want your life to go..

This is not going to be it for your life..

Something else is awaiting for your life..

Just don't let yourself be held back from it.

You just got to take personal responsibility to make it happen..

Don't give up
And
Don't give in
Just keep on keeping on.  :)

Don't say oh I can't make it
Or oh I can't do it
Because you don't see the light at the end of the tunnel..


Say:
You Can!!
You will!!

Not :
I'll try..
Or
Maybe..

It's yes or no
It's hot or cold..

Not luke warm
Not I guess..

"I will"


Their is things about you you would never understand about yourself..
That you don't even know..


Especially if you don't even try..

And guess what!!

The possible was once impossible
Till someone proved them wrong..

Be that Someone!!!

Love ya all =^.^=
matthew paschall Feb 2022
Do you understand how I feel when these words take ahold of me.

So strange how it goes with the melody.  

It's almost melancholic how tragic this magic grabs ahold of me.

It's like something took ahold of me.

Like these words arnt my own.  

Like their granted.

From somthin that is greater.

But there's  Not a moment that's mistaken.  

Just a world filled with infinite impossibilitys.  

The spirit of my ancestors flowing through the endless possibilitys.  

Guiding the wisdom of my path through the sorrows that have plagued my family's past.  


Sometimes I feel that theres a spirit watching over me.
matthew paschall Jan 2022
Do you understand how I feel when these words take ahold of me.

So strange how it goes with the melody.

  It's almost melancholic how tragic this magic grabs ahold of me.  

It's like something took ahold of me.

Like these words arnt my own.

Like their given.

From somthin greater.  

Not a moment that's mistaken.

  Just a world filled with infinite impossibilitys.  

The spirit of my ancestors flowing through the possibilitys.  

Guiding the wisdom of my path through the sorrows that have plagued my family's past.  

Sometimes I feel that theres a spirit watching over me.
matthew paschall Jan 2022
Do you understand how I feel when these words take ahold of me.

So strange how it goes with the melody.

  It's almost melancholic how tragic this magic grabs ahold of me.  

It's like something took ahold of me.

Like these words arnt my own.

Like their given.

From somthin greater.  

Not a moment that's mistaken.

  Just a world filled with infinite impossibilitys.  

The spirit of my ancestors flowing through the possibilitys.  

Guiding the wisdom of my path through the sorrows that have plagued my family's past.  

Sometimes I feel that theres a spirit watching over me.
matthew paschall Apr 2022
Do you understand how I feel when these words take ahold of me.

So strange how it goes with the melody.

  It's almost melancholic how tragic this magic grabs ahold of me.  

It's like something takes ahold of me.

Like these words arnt my own.

Like their given.

From somthin greater.  

Not a moment that's mistaken.

  Just a world filled with infinite impossibilitys.  

The spirit of my ancestors flowing through the possibilitys.  

Guiding the wisdom of my path through the sorrows that have plagued my family's past.  

Sometimes I feel that theres a spirit watching over me.
Rochel Dec 3
Attraction to attraction
I'm running around the boardwalk
The sun is igniting my hair
And I listen to the seaguls talk.
Some of these games cost a lot
But I brought money to spare
Some of these games win me prizes
But that's not why I'm here.
The smell of food is strong
My senses are alert
There's sand and shells in my shoe
But this place blinds the hurt.
Through my fun and games
Lies a restless cloud
But he's easily ignored
Since this fair is far too loud.
Each feature is enticing
I'm hooked on all these booths
The thunder starts to rumble
But I'm blocking out the truth.
The carousel matches the spinning storm
And the roller coasters zoom like lightning
There still so much to try
The possibilitys are frightening.
I smell the moist air
And I feel a drop or two
But it's ok for now I hope
There's still so much to do.
The crowds they start to disipate
In lines I stand alone
The gale has just arrived
But the people head on home.
Dread fills my core
But my feet they keep moving
My laughter is loud
But fear keeps intruding.
And like a dam breaking
The sky pores down a flood
Now the air is cold
And the sands thick like blood.
Now I'm here listless
With nothing to do
All the attractions have closed
And my disparity brews.
No one to turn to
No shelter or shade
I think i was just waiting
For the rain on my parade.

— The End —