"yessssssss" poems - Hello Poetry

I wish to go back to being little back when things were fun and just stayed simple I may be getting older but I refuse to grow up :) Today... I could buy a new dress I could pretend to be a princess or not But I will love til I can love no more and will always be more thankful than I was the day before Do I smell cake? Yessssssss!!!!

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Mar 3, 2017

Mar 3, 2017 at 10:42 PM UTC

melissa-s

Birthday Wish

I wish to go back to being little back when things were fun and just stayed simple I may be getting older but I refuse to grow up :) Today... I could buy a new dress I could pretend to be a princess or not But I will love til I can love no more and will always be more thankful than I was the day before Do I smell cake? Yessssssss!!!!

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Why wear a crown and be asked If you are a king or queen? You can just be royal Any place can be called home It doesn’t have to be a house It can be a person A flower Your school A song A poem Or anything else It doesn’t have to be a set in stone house Or building So, For that, I Am A Wooden Chair I can be carried anywhere and still feel As though I am at home Why do people have to be judged by how they look? It doesn’t matter if I have acne If I have tattooed freckles Or crooked teeth It’s funny that the things that people call flaws, I think are cute Everything that is happening right now, Doesn’t matter In a hundred years, Acne, Tattooed freckles, Or crooked teeth Could be considered Cute So, For that, I Am A Lover Boy Mouth I can look like anything I want And still be cute Find the David in the marble Back when Michelangelo Was carving David, (WARNING! THIS IS ALL FAKE, AND JUST A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION ACTING UP AGAIN) He sat at his little stool staring at marble He said, “My boi!!! Yessssssss!” And that’s how David was made… Okay, Okay, I’m kidding, But there’s one thing that I do know When Michelangelo was creating David, He actually had a block of marble And saw the David in the marble Before he even started carving You can take that many different ways With your life With school You can take that with whatever you want So, For that, I Am A David In A Mask The reason that there is a mask on David Is because, There is a poem by Shel Silverstein Called “Masks” It’s about two people who are blue And Are trying to find people like themselves They pass right by each other and don’t even know That they were both blue Because they didn’t pay attention And didn’t show who they were to the world So For that, I Am A David Wearing A Mask It’s crazy how life can be thrown at you And You get the wind knocked out of you But your lungs burst for the taste of air So you get up and keep walking like nothing ever happened So, For that, I Am A Wrestling Mask You look at someone with a crown on their head And ask “Are you a king or queen?” But why can’t we just be? Why can’t we just be ourselves? Why can’t we just be royal? Why does there have to be a gender involved? So, For reasons that I do not want to explain For reasons that I do not want to get scolded for I Am A Cactus Wearing A Crown There is no way to say that anything is perfect There is no way to say that anything is not perfect There is no way to say that you can’t be a Wooden Chair A Lover Boy Mouth A David In A Mask A Wrestling Mask Or even A Cactus Wearing A Crown Just be yourself and you can always be any of these things….. So, With that saying… I Am A Cactus

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Dec 10, 2017

Dec 10, 2017 at 8:20 PM UTC

ThePapermanTrying

I Am A Cactus

Why wear a crown and be asked If you are a king or queen? You can just be royal Any place can be called home It doesn’t have to be a house It can be a person A flower Your school A song A poem Or anything else It doesn’t have to be a set in stone house Or building So, For that, I Am A Wooden Chair I can be carried anywhere and still feel As though I am at home Why do people have to be judged by how they look? It doesn’t matter if I have acne If I have tattooed freckles Or crooked teeth It’s funny that the things that people call flaws, I think are cute Everything that is happening right now, Doesn’t matter In a hundred years, Acne, Tattooed freckles, Or crooked teeth Could be considered Cute So, For that, I Am A Lover Boy Mouth I can look like anything I want And still be cute Find the David in the marble Back when Michelangelo Was carving David, (WARNING! THIS IS ALL FAKE, AND JUST A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION ACTING UP AGAIN) He sat at his little stool staring at marble He said, “My boi!!! Yessssssss!” And that’s how David was made… Okay, Okay, I’m kidding, But there’s one thing that I do know When Michelangelo was creating David, He actually had a block of marble And saw the David in the marble Before he even started carving You can take that many different ways With your life With school You can take that with whatever you want So, For that, I Am A David In A Mask The reason that there is a mask on David Is because, There is a poem by Shel Silverstein Called “Masks” It’s about two people who are blue And Are trying to find people like themselves They pass right by each other and don’t even know That they were both blue Because they didn’t pay attention And didn’t show who they were to the world So For that, I Am A David Wearing A Mask It’s crazy how life can be thrown at you And You get the wind knocked out of you But your lungs burst for the taste of air So you get up and keep walking like nothing ever happened So, For that, I Am A Wrestling Mask You look at someone with a crown on their head And ask “Are you a king or queen?” But why can’t we just be? Why can’t we just be ourselves? Why can’t we just be royal? Why does there have to be a gender involved? So, For reasons that I do not want to explain For reasons that I do not want to get scolded for I Am A Cactus Wearing A Crown There is no way to say that anything is perfect There is no way to say that anything is not perfect There is no way to say that you can’t be a Wooden Chair A Lover Boy Mouth A David In A Mask A Wrestling Mask Or even A Cactus Wearing A Crown Just be yourself and you can always be any of these things….. So, With that saying… I Am A Cactus

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They did'nt accept me for no apparent reason,they disliked me ffor no reason. Why? oh why? why did they hate me? why did they dislike me? . why did they make me feel unwanted,unaccepted,invalid??. I ask that question many times but then i realized i'm just not no ordinary gal. I'm not a woman who's just simple, I have a vision,grace,class and most of all "I HAVE GOD" Therefore I no longer wish to be accepted,i know where i belong . I know God has already made a place and a way for where he wants me to belong,"I'M ALREADY ACCEPTED BY THE HOLY ONE". Yessssssss!!!!!! Oh yesssssss!!!!!!! Oh yes!!!!!!!!!. I'm accepted ,they knew why??????I'm accepted and that's just the end of the story,i'm just God's choosen one. written by pmj

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Jan 13, 2013

Jan 13, 2013 at 10:47 PM UTC

shelly

Accepted!!!!!

They did'nt accept me for no apparent reason,they disliked me ffor no reason. Why? oh why? why did they hate me? why did they dislike me? . why did they make me feel unwanted,unaccepted,invalid??. I ask that question many times but then i realized i'm just not no ordinary gal. I'm not a woman who's just simple, I have a vision,grace,class and most of all "I HAVE GOD" Therefore I no longer wish to be accepted,i know where i belong . I know God has already made a place and a way for where he wants me to belong,"I'M ALREADY ACCEPTED BY THE HOLY ONE". Yessssssss!!!!!! Oh yesssssss!!!!!!! Oh yes!!!!!!!!!. I'm accepted ,they knew why??????I'm accepted and that's just the end of the story,i'm just God's choosen one. written by pmj

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softly carved statue shadowed bas-relief on the sheets submerged staring sundered stiff as stone spasmed soliloquy of squeals and sighs sublimation of soul to steam slinking sinuously down my sternum seeking . . .

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Mar 2, 2015

Mar 2, 2015 at 2:24 PM UTC

joel-m-frye

yessssssss...

softly carved statue shadowed bas-relief on the sheets submerged staring sundered stiff as stone spasmed soliloquy of squeals and sighs sublimation of soul to steam slinking sinuously down my sternum seeking . . .

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