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Literature
Let Me Measure
Let me measure the speed of sound,
versus the time i spent unbound.
It's something that isn't healed,
But rather something that's left.
Let me measure the time it took,
To read the unread chapters of this book.
I'll read the bound pages cover to cover,
I rather read a book that's written forever.
Let me measure the times I've cried,
Even that time I felt like I died.
Perhaps it's the hurt that I feel,
Or a nightmare that was really real.
Let me measure the beginning and end,
That our hearts finally get to mend.
We'll reap what we sow, you'll know,
I'll measure the whole entire show.
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Literature
A Trip Down Memory Lane
Let's take a trip down memory lane,
Before the clouds began to rain.
It's all about the morals and thick trends,
But aren't we all tied up on loose ends?
It don't take much to make a poster down,
But even happy clowns turn and can make a frown.
So don't tell me you're sorry and it's okay,
Because I'm the one not sleeping til next day.
Can't believe i feel for that quick dumb line,
Making the whole heart feel like it's wine and dine.
I'm more than what you think, say, or even know,
Why does heartbreak take love away from the flow?
But Lets take a trip down memory lane,
Before the clouds began to rain.
I'll take your moment away, along with fame,
But I'm stuck with a feeling of the way of the game.
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Mature content
What I Believe :iconpoeticshakespeare:PoeticShakespeare 1 0
Literature
I Am
I am me,
Without discretion.
It's easy to believe,
without repetition.
Even though,
It's all alliteration,
I don't care...
I am an individual,
With a goal.
That many people,
attempt to foil.
And it will be reached,
No matter what...
I am sensitive,
With a passion.
I say my feelings,
With complete emotion.
Because no matter what,
I am who I am...
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Literature
Two-sided
My love is life, like a blue fire,
You gave me love like it's desire.
You took my hands and said three words,
And honored me with you passion, my cures.
What my eyes deceit me with your loving eyes,
It tries to hurt me with a clever disguise.
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Literature
My Vision
Love is faithful to one's true vision,
My love reaches over to the horizon.
It can touch the ever reaching skies,
But what most people tell me are lies.
They say that a vision is always untrue,
That love is for suckers, like me and you.
But I will touch the skies,
Because my vision will come true.
And it will start with me and you.
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Literature
If and Only If...Reality Revealed
If I was not to say a word,
Walk the halls like a broken bird.
Only beginning to cease to speak,
Joining the lower ranks of weak.
To only say what came from emotions,
And let the aroma smell like lotions...
Only certain people break from bounds,
While others unfortunately do turnarounds.
Saying the least keeps your doom at bay,
It isn't easy saying what you have to say.
Defenseless, as it appears doesn't exist here,
Most of those concepts aren't in the atmosphere...
Lets just say everything isn't perfect,
But is has a purpose to make it worth it.
Tendencies are formed from an abstract idea,
From the movie 300, to Lady Alexandria.
So if and only if, you choose to stay,
Reality will reveal itself the very next day...
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Literature
Scavanger
When I can think about my life and how it started
I don't even know where to begin, let alone end.
But I can try to keep writing my poetry with end rhyme,
Not even really paying attention to the clock tell time.
I'll finish this poem when I get done thinking about stuff,
But that won't be anytime soon so I would just say its tuff.
To go around everyday with a smile on my damn face,
Trying to find another person I could use to replace.
But it's not really any use,
Always leads to another abuse.
But I won't give up now or anytime soon at all,
I won't be the starter of my own downfall.
I'll keep going with the time ticking on my back,
Or I could cut to the chase and lay on the track.
But that's really the way I want to go,
I rather let people know the things I know.
Just so they don't have to walk around endlessly.
That x isn't just gonna mark the spot so easily.
But I can draw a map for you if you want me to,
Or on second thought, I'll let you find that too.
Because a map will me like a
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Literature
My Proposal
What more is there to say,
But I'm not wasting today.
I'm going to tell you how I feel,
This poem will tell you the deal.
Pick up from the start of the race,
To end it with your beautiful face.
I'm not running out of rhymes,
More actually, of a thing called time.
I won't promise you a pot of gold,
But I will try to give you the world.
I can try to hug you with every chance i get,
But I can promise you that i'll never forget.
The time I told you words from my heart
And the moment I kissed a piece of art.
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Mature content
Society :iconpoeticshakespeare:PoeticShakespeare 2 0
Literature
The Blue Period
I have witness the end of myself,
Without even getting the chance.
I'm like an unread book on a shelf,
Not even worth a second glance.
If only I had what everyone wants,
That will help me get what I need.
But I get to live with the daunts,
Without the thrill to even succeed.
I hope I convince those to try,
To persuade that I'm worth the haste.
That instead of wondering why,
You wouldn't have had time to waste.
I hope I can get out of the dark time,
And pull myself out of this state of mind.
But convincing the one with the lucky rhyme,
Is not something that the stars will get aligned.
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Literature
The Surface
Someone has to know,
I can't let it go.
Been consumed by the light,
I give up another right.
To be considered one,
I have just begun.
This is my rage,
I'll rip another page.
Take it all in,
It's about to begin.
This is my show,
You'll never even know.
I'll fight until I fall,
Death will consume us all.
You'll see the sad in me,
When you reach reality.
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Literature
Imagination
Relevance,
Hate,
Anger,
All flow through my mind.
Deliverance,
Love,
Regret,
Aren't what I'm looking to find.
Rope,
Drugs,
Death,
I seem them everyday.
Lights,
Animals,
Surroundings,
Will die when i pass away.
Memories,
Goals,
Dreams,
All came close to short the key.
Gas,
Robbery,
Economy,
From things I call reality.
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Literature
The Blue Period
I have witness the end of myself,
Without even getting the chance.
I'm like an unread book on a shelf,
Not even worth a second glance.
If only I had what everyone wants,
That will help me get what I need.
But I get to live with the daunts,
Without the thrill to even succeed.
I hope I convince those to try,
To persuade that I'm worth the haste.
That instead of wondering why,
You wouldn't have had time to waste.
I hope I can get out of the dark time,
And pull myself out of this state of mind.
But convincing the one with the lucky rhyme,
Is not something that the stars will get aligned.
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Literature
Hiding Love
If love is life, and Love is right,
Why do we keep it out of sight?
What's the point of hiding love?
you're just lying to the man above.
Don't try to hide it,
You're wasting rhymes,
And before you know it,
You're out of time.
So remember to show the love to give,
And you'll have a better life to live.
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Literature
Crosswords
I am where I was before,
As I was in the end.
But I sense something different,
It was about to begin.
I emerged from the abyss,
And saw the fork.
There were two paths,
And there was no artwork.
The left was breezy with no wind,
And there was a sun with no shine.
To right, it's dark with light,
And happy but not define.
It is the crossroad,
One of which comes a conclusion.
For if you look closer to this picture,
You'll see the illusion.
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Rain
The rain falls outside my window,
A storm raging and shaking the world around me.
For once I am not afraid of the thunder,
No...I embrace it.
Because the sky is crying the tears that I cannot cry myself,
The thunder echoing my inner screams of anguish,
Anxiety,
Anger,
And torment.
"Why?"
the thunder echoes,
"Why did you forsake me so?"
A rain drop hits the ground,
"Why did you leave me here to pick up the pieces alone?"
Three more drops.
"What did I do to deserve this pain?"
The thunder rolls and lightning flashes.
"I DON'T WANT TO BE ALONE AGAIN! COME Back...please..."
Thunder roars and lightning streaks across the sky,
One drop...Two drops...Eight...Twenty...Fifty,
The downpour begins.
The sky cries tear after tear,
A torrent,
Perpetual,
Constant,
Unending.
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Memories
How do you just flip a switch?
Throw someone into a ditch
Push them down then walk away
It was clear you didn't want to stay
No goodbye were ever said
We never knew what was going thru your head
Did you even really care?
Or did you just like to share?
Yes I'm hurt
And yes I'm mad
But most off I find you sad
Well here the news
Well here the deal
We got all the time to heal
I'm more pissed then anything
I trusted you with many things
But here I am to say goodbye
As the begin to die
Head held high
Eyes to the sky
I walk this way
To make you pay
To show i am strong
I'm where I belong
With those who care
With those who are fair
I'll hold tight
To the ones I trust
As your memory turns to dust
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Crazy
See that girl?
Yes, that one right over there,
through the window,
The one with the crazy hair?
And the worn down clothes?
Well I hear she's crazy,
gone completely batshit,
screwed up in the head, that one.
Always has some bitchy come back,
she's a little too quick, if you ask me.
A little too fat,
a little too quiet all the time.
I mean, my god,
can't the girl speak?
She's all shut up in her head,
likes to talk to herself, I've heard.
She draws those depressing things,
always has her face in some story with a death.
I hear she's barely making the grade,
I hear she lies to her folks,
and you know what's really weird?
She likes to talk about herself
in the third person.
Crazy, right?
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Asphyxiation
Rough, calloused hands protrude from infinite obscurity.
They are not weak, nor gentle,
They are experienced;
Forthcoming with an intent backed by sheer, merciless determination.
To kill.
But I know not of intent, only fear.
My eyes dart in frenetic desperation,
Searching for an escape.
I see none.
Submissive to panic,
Convulsions take dominance.
The hands steadily approach,
While paralyzed I wait.
The prey,
Breathing at an uneven, ragged syncopation.
The hands lunge, taking hold of my throat.
Smothering. Suffocating. Strangling.
Constricting. Choking.
Killing.
Breath lessens and fades, as the mind's boundaries.
Eyesight blurs with slowing time.
I am floating
At the dividing precinct.
Should I struggle? Is it of worth?
Suppressing the urge to succumb,
I cough. Sputter. Gasp.
Dissatisfaction overtakes the hands.
Releasing their viced grip,
They shrink back into reclusion.
I collapse.
The hands were but a fabrication,
And I,
The true enemy.
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Gravity
String the anchor to my heart
Kiss the hand that ties me down
Fashion back the pieces broken
Lift me up and watch me drown
Lift my eyes to open
Sleight of hand to watch me bleed
Leave to love another man
Songs like birds of misery
Hurt behind the eighteen
Age of fourteen, young and scared
Dream with me a second time
Disappeared and left me bare
Boy from broken households, have me
Upon a foothold grasp, we moan
Caught once in the throes of loving
Where queried of a lord unknown
Lustful heart oncoming toward them
Loved for hours at a time
Knife in hand, in bedroom doorframes
Driven by her words to cry
Now a woman, lover, mentor
Kissed in open seaborne air
Brings to light my inner ether
Though through teachings found unfair
Finds me in a deep displeasure
Cuffed in symbols, spirit torn
Educated in loving leisure
Help my heart to be reborn
Oh how gravity bemused me
In a lifetime still so young
That in it, lovers should abuse thee
And now with love, these words be sung
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Thanks for the fave, love :)
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