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"relise" poems
People I have taken for granted in my past still affect me NOW. But in my defence I . Would like to change things AT LAST. So I would like to say sorry and DREAM. Dream all the people that I have effected AND RELISE WE WOULD NEVER HAVE BEEN.
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Apr 29, 2012
Apr 29, 2012 at 5:27 PM UTC
2 for 1.
The room wore darkness and he fit right in. His voice was cold and that's how they all knew of him. He was lost and didn't know where he was going. All he knew was life was not much to him. People feared the way he looked even down to his grin. Then she came along and enjoyed the way his nosed was smushed and that his voice was like smoke exhaling from within. She was the moon that little up his dark sky, she was the reason his stars came back to life. She gave him a purpose and for that he was great full, the towns people become to understand he was a good hearted man for he was so faithful. It only takes one to relise your light just to make you understand you can outshine any darkness, even in the deapth of the night.
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 4:12 PM UTC
She was for he.
I am so lost and there's not a road that leads back I continued down a dark path  constantly veering  of the track. I kept walking through the darkness leaving broken pieces of me behind A trail of bread crums that no one will ever find Stumbling through the shawdows Making all the same mistakes Tumbling round and round until my sanity finally breaks I have reached a destination but my mind has taken its toll I met so many demons they finally tainted my soul Im at a cross roads i hault and stand still I no longer have the energy no strengh Nor the will I fall down to my knees and place my hands over my head I relise im just a empty vessle because inside i am dead
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May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 9:25 PM UTC
The dark path
I'll be honest, I'm scaired of you, Not of your perthetic **** of a body, But you are mentally intimidating, You have the ability to manipulate people against me, You believe you are mentally superior, More popular, More mature, And you know I rely on you. Tell me, When I no longer rely on you, And you make me lose my rag, How superior will you be? When I tear you limb from limb, And there is nothing you can do, You are helpless and hopeless, Only then will you relise, that you have made my life hell.
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Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 6:47 PM UTC
Superior
I NEED TO TELL YOU HOW I FEEL YOU NEED TO KNOW THAT ABOVE THE WORLD IS HOW HIGH YOU USED TO PUT ME AND HOW MUCH MORE I HAD PUT IN LIKE PINS AND NEEDLES THERE IS NOTHING LIKE NOT KNOWING THE DESTRUSTION OF THE FALL WHEN I AM DROPED FROM YOUR TOWER TO KNOW THAT EVERYTHING I KNEW ABOUT GOD WILL BE CONTINUED AFTER MY BODY HITS THE FLOOR I'M VERY SURE BEFORE I CAN STAND UP TO BE A WOMAN WHEN I STAND UP DEATH IS IN MY FACE I CAN FALL JUST LIKE THAT RIGHT BEFORE YOUR PLACE BEFORE WE RESOLVE OUR COMTAMINATED ATROCITIES BEFORE WE MAKE KNUCKLES CLASH BEFORE OUR THROUTS STING WITH ANIMOSITY AND WORDS BRAKE THE RULES OF POETRY AND BEFORE WE CAN SAY HOW MUCH HATE HAS COMPELLED LOVE TO ESCAPE US MY NERVES WILL GO BLANK BEFORE I CAN SEE THE FEAR IN YOUR EYES WHEN YOU RELISE WHAT YOU HAD DONE WILL NEVER BE RELIVED AGAIN TO FIX MY FAITH IN YOU WILL TIRE MY BELIEFES SCATTERED THE PASTENCE LIVES IN YOUR MIND BUT YOU BOUGHT OUT FROM ME THE PRESENT IS A DAMAGED GIFT TOMORROW IS; UGLY THOUGHTS AS WELL AS BESIDE YOU IS COMPLICATED CARNIVAL YET I LOVE YOU LIKE A SICK LAMB OUT OF THE COUNTLESS DOGS YOU ARE A REAL MAN LIVING MAD YET CAPABLE WHEN WE NTERTWINE MAN AND WOMAN WE ARE ROMANIC PASTELS IN OUR EMPIRE WHILE AROUND US CRUMBLES OUR MONUEMNT WE WEEP TO STICH ONLY TO BREAK AND ***** SO RIGHT NOW RIGHT HERE BEFORE YOU SHUT ME DOWN IF YOU COULD MEET ME HALF WAY NOT ACROSS THE SKY BUT EYE TO EYE WHEN I STAND UP STAY STILL HEAR ME AND WALK AWAY. (INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII) © Copyright 2014 S.T. PARISH Rebel of Eden
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Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 9:13 PM UTC
WHEN I STAND UP
I NEED TO TELL YOU HOW I FEEL YOU NEED TO KNOW THAT ABOVE THE WORLD IS HOW HIGH YOU USED TO PUT ME AND HOW MUCH MORE I HAD PUT IN LIKE PINS AND NEEDLES THERE IS NOTHING LIKE NOT KNOWING THE DESTRUSTION OF THE FALL WHEN I AM DROPED FROM YOUR TOWER TO KNOW THAT EVERYTHING I KNEW ABOUT GOD WILL BE CONTINUED AFTER MY BODY HITS THE FLOOR I'M VERY SURE BEFORE I CAN STAND UP TO BE A WOMAN WHEN I STAND UP DEATH IS IN MY FACE I CAN FALL JUST LIKE THAT RIGHT BEFORE YOUR PLACE BEFORE WE RESOLVE OUR COMTAMINATED ATROCITIES BEFORE WE MAKE KNUCKLES CLASH BEFORE OUR THROUTS STING WITH ANIMOSITY AND WORDS BRAKE THE RULES OF POETRY AND BEFORE WE CAN SAY HOW MUCH HATE HAS COMPELLED LOVE TO ESCAPE US MY NERVES WILL GO BLANK BEFORE I CAN SEE THE FEAR IN YOUR EYES WHEN YOU RELISE WHAT YOU HAD DONE WILL NEVER BE RELIVED AGAIN TO FIX MY FAITH IN YOU WILL TIRE MY BELIEFES SCATTERED THE PASTENCE LIVES IN YOUR MIND BUT YOU BOUGHT OUT FROM ME THE PRESENT IS A DAMAGED GIFT TOMORROW IS; UGLY THOUGHTS AS WELL AS BESIDE YOU IS COMPLICATED CARNIVAL YET I LOVE YOU LIKE A SICK LAMB OUT OF THE COUNTLESS DOGS YOU ARE A REAL MAN LIVING MAD YET CAPABLE WHEN WE NTERTWINE MAN AND WOMAN WE ARE ROMANIC PASTELS IN OUR EMPIRE WHILE AROUND US CRUMBLES OUR MONUEMNT WE WEEP TO STICH ONLY TO BREAK AND ***** SO RIGHT NOW RIGHT HERE BEFORE YOU SHUT ME DOWN IF YOU COULD MEET ME HALF WAY NOT ACROSS THE SKY BUT EYE TO EYE WHEN I STAND UP STAY STILL HEAR ME AND WALK AWAY. (INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII) © Copyright 2014 S.T. PARISH Rebel of Eden
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You find yourself rushing to the airport where there you have to wait for how long no body knows. You find yourself in another girls arms you relise your mistake for how long no body knows. You find yourself in the bank just standing there for how long no body knows. You find yourself in Tessco at the automated tills unexpectted item in the baggin area you are glad of the conversation only the security guard thats eject you give you some human touch.
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May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 3:00 PM UTC
these days.
When im stood beside you, I know you're really there Because i see your face lit in the darkest place and then i think of you... Think of you when i am sad Think of all the times we spent together I thught you were my friend But then you lost me Or i lost you You were there for me I was there for you We was always there When we needed it most But then that day came And your eyes as red as blood Came twords me I was scared I was terrified I thught to myself "What?" Then you stopped and stared I didn't speak Because i was afraid What had i done What was you going to do I stood And sung And reminded you that you were safe And you You told me that you didn't care You didn't want to talk You didnt want to be there for me anymore But alongside all that I stayed loyal to you Kind to you A friend to you Hoping that someday, you would come back I guess i wasnt thinking Because never did you ever come back to me You just left and watched me walk And suffer the pain you had caused me You laughed at me And took my life from me Because i was scard For life And you did nothin to save me You hated me I hated you You found me And asked Why was i sad I said, because of you You shut me out Wouldnt let me in Locked me out and threw away the key You didnt relise what you had done to me But it hurt, a lot And yet, i always stayed a friend to you And i always will.
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Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 4:07 PM UTC
Lost Friend
Life has taught us that love does not consist of stareing deep into each other eyes but it has taught us to look with our eyes deep inside an relise that this ones a big surprise.
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 4:26 PM UTC
love life
I want you to relise the bad choices you made If you didn't treat me so wrong i would have stayed I was deep in love but your true colours started to show Manipulation was your invitation and making me feel so  low You wanted the power and everything your own way I started to see the darkness your love for me fade away You held yourself up high you throught your hold on me was strong So self centered and in denile you couldnt see you were  in the wrong I grew tired of the lies sick of all the games Being used and abused and you calling me names You just wanted me to be a slave You wanted me to obey But i started to notice you would belittling me In everything you would say You wanted to be a king I wanted to be your queen Not a loyal peasant That you could demean I wanted your love not a broken heart But you must of had cruel intentions set from the start
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 2:43 AM UTC
Mr Deceivable
As I contemplate the starry sky. An angry dragon breathes fire, ready to fly. As the fire engulfs the earth beneath me, I am already 10 feet high, the golden flames are all I can see. We fly away from this mess of land. The dragon flies lower, my feet touching the cool surface of the sea. I don’t want this ride to end, I don’t won’t to land. But every beautiful thing comes to an end. We have arrived at never land. My heart beats rapidly in excitement of meeting a friend. I guess all ending are in fact beginnings. As I regard never land, I relise that all the tales are true, Everyone is young with a juvenile hue. Time ticks incredibly slow. Worry less Kids are swimming in the lake’s flow. My heart aches for the youth back home. The ones whom the lands of stress are all they can roam. Peter Pan -an old friend who always forgets me- skips my way, He stops in his path looking at me quizzically “why are you so gray?” The lost boys walk towards us, Before I get the chance to discuss The lost boys begin to chant: “In never land you are forever free, With absolutely nothing to rant! For In these lands you can swim and eat your weight in glee! We are all young and carefree” “You might have no wings,” they sing “But you can forever use the fairy dust. In these lands there are no sins such as lust. You can swim the lake or the ocean as you wish, Be careful from the mermaids but the fish! O the fish! They’re all your friends. Speaking of friends, here is a friendly advice : always take with you a magnifying lens, For this land is full of wonders that are worth to be discovered ! And whatever it is that you have uncovered, Share it with the lost boys! We love new things, we love toys!” Their voices fade as they move away. I guess I can get used to waking up in this land everyday. But the youth back home. It’s almost like they’re kept away by a gnome. Kept hidden from this beauteous ground. Left to bleed from their souls wound.
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Aug 20, 2022
Aug 20, 2022 at 12:27 PM UTC
Never land
As I contemplate the starry sky. An angry dragon breathes fire, ready to fly. As the fire engulfs the earth beneath me, I am already 10 feet high, the golden flames are all I can see. We fly away from this mess of land. The dragon flies lower, my feet touching the cool surface of the sea. I don’t want this ride to end, I don’t won’t to land. But every beautiful thing comes to an end. We have arrived at never land. My heart beats rapidly in excitement of meeting a friend. I guess all ending are in fact beginnings. As I regard never land, I relise that all the tales are true, Everyone is young with a juvenile hue. Time ticks incredibly slow. Worry less Kids are swimming in the lake’s flow. My heart aches for the youth back home. The ones whom the lands of stress are all they can roam. Peter Pan -an old friend who always forgets me- skips my way, He stops in his path looking at me quizzically “why are you so gray?” The lost boys walk towards us, Before I get the chance to discuss The lost boys begin to chant: “In never land you are forever free, With absolutely nothing to rant! For In these lands you can swim and eat your weight in glee! We are all young and carefree” “You might have no wings,” they sing “But you can forever use the fairy dust. In these lands there are no sins such as lust. You can swim the lake or the ocean as you wish, Be careful from the mermaids but the fish! O the fish! They’re all your friends. Speaking of friends, here is a friendly advice : always take with you a magnifying lens, For this land is full of wonders that are worth to be discovered ! And whatever it is that you have uncovered, Share it with the lost boys! We love new things, we love toys!” Their voices fade as they move away. I guess I can get used to waking up in this land everyday. But the youth back home. It’s almost like they’re kept away by a gnome. Kept hidden from this beauteous ground. Left to bleed from their souls wound.
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Life is beautiful. There is so much joy, elation, love, friendship, compassion, and inspiration that comes with the creation of life. Tiny tots so fresh so young love everything and the world throws open its gates to welcome such purity and bright white joy. Little kids transform the world around them into a paradise of wonderful colors. Painting their imagination across the sky. They are whatever they want to be. A rock star, a super hero, a dinosaur hunter, a princess, a knight you name it and I garentie some child already has. Teenagers see the world around them once the colors of child hood have faded. They try to paint them again but only result in jealousy, self doubt, fear, pain, and uncertainty because life certainly hasn’t been like this before. They also are told they can be anything they want to be doctors, lawyers, dropouts, criminals, husbands, and wives they watch as the color fades from view and relise that death is also beautiful.
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Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 1:19 PM UTC
Life is beautiful