"trhough" poems - Hello Poetry

"Five directions of space" Oneflower. Many thorns. Pain and love. Creation of life. Spreading love through movemant. actions simply understandable. Erasing words and madifest them into rythms. Don't loose your passion for the flower you grab with your thoughts. Themind to has five directions of light. Five ways of expressing your truue self. Art Music Dancing Poetry Martial arts. Happy sad angry worried Scared "Eye-I" Its a beutifull world of the sight given by the lord "I-Eye". Because I was brought to this world by a thought of my mother in the dark. A spark of lightfirelove. While my grandfather and grandmother lived. As now they are the moon and the sun. I was the last one seen by their eyes. as I stayed in there minds and they took my image withtheir eyes. In their open mindss Able to visualize. The mind is in a different dimention. It can do anything. "Destroying creations" Destroy everything that creates ideas. They just lead to destruction. Worry about your intentions. Forget your inventions. Don't fall in temptation. Godd bless this nation. Ful of determination. Flowing throiugh dimensions. Travling through mountains. Full of motivation. reaching the inovations. No misinterpretation. As you start your reincarsination. Trhough peace and meditation. We will conme to our liberation.

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Oct 31, 2013

Oct 31, 2013 at 8:55 AM UTC

xiuhcoatl-cualli

"Five directions of space created by expressions"

"Five directions of space" Oneflower. Many thorns. Pain and love. Creation of life. Spreading love through movemant. actions simply understandable. Erasing words and madifest them into rythms. Don't loose your passion for the flower you grab with your thoughts. Themind to has five directions of light. Five ways of expressing your truue self. Art Music Dancing Poetry Martial arts. Happy sad angry worried Scared "Eye-I" Its a beutifull world of the sight given by the lord "I-Eye". Because I was brought to this world by a thought of my mother in the dark. A spark of lightfirelove. While my grandfather and grandmother lived. As now they are the moon and the sun. I was the last one seen by their eyes. as I stayed in there minds and they took my image withtheir eyes. In their open mindss Able to visualize. The mind is in a different dimention. It can do anything. "Destroying creations" Destroy everything that creates ideas. They just lead to destruction. Worry about your intentions. Forget your inventions. Don't fall in temptation. Godd bless this nation. Ful of determination. Flowing throiugh dimensions. Travling through mountains. Full of motivation. reaching the inovations. No misinterpretation. As you start your reincarsination. Trhough peace and meditation. We will conme to our liberation.

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The blue bottled fly flew trhough the window, Just as the yellow flat swatter swung home. The swatted fly lay gasping the fruitless air, But chocked the lifeless cough almost at once.

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Feb 8, 2010

Feb 8, 2010 at 11:23 PM UTC

kelly-selvester

Dead Fly

The blue bottled fly flew trhough the window, Just as the yellow flat swatter swung home. The swatted fly lay gasping the fruitless air, But chocked the lifeless cough almost at once.

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Destroy everything that creates ideas. They just lead to destruction. Worry about your intentions. Forget your inventions. Don't fall in temptation. Godd bless this nation. Ful of determination. Flowing throiugh dimensions. Travling through mountains. Full of motivation. reaching the inovations. No misinterpretation. As you start your reincarsination. Trhough peace and meditation. We will conme to our liberation.

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Jun 26, 2014

Jun 26, 2014 at 10:41 AM UTC

xiuhcoatl-cualligu

"destroying Creations"

Destroy everything that creates ideas. They just lead to destruction. Worry about your intentions. Forget your inventions. Don't fall in temptation. Godd bless this nation. Ful of determination. Flowing throiugh dimensions. Travling through mountains. Full of motivation. reaching the inovations. No misinterpretation. As you start your reincarsination. Trhough peace and meditation. We will conme to our liberation.

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My soul keeps wandering these empty halls. It's lost and have no meaning no path. Wandering like a ghost haunting me about my past. My shadow who keep letting these thoughts coming in to my mind. My mind fille dup with chaos and nonsense. The words I make up in my head is like knives in my soul And when I let them go to me, my herat is puring out My eyes start pushing sadness trhough my eyes. My pillow gets mascara marks from my pain. And outside of these walls everone thinks Im fine.

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Mar 17, 2016

Mar 17, 2016 at 5:38 PM UTC

Luna-Montez

Untitled

My soul keeps wandering these empty halls. It's lost and have no meaning no path. Wandering like a ghost haunting me about my past. My shadow who keep letting these thoughts coming in to my mind. My mind fille dup with chaos and nonsense. The words I make up in my head is like knives in my soul And when I let them go to me, my herat is puring out My eyes start pushing sadness trhough my eyes. My pillow gets mascara marks from my pain. And outside of these walls everone thinks Im fine.

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