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Moving OnI'm moving on
I'm moving on
Whether I like to or not..
Whether I say yes or no..
Whether I stop, I still go...
I'm moving on..
To a brand a new place
Towards a brand new face
Towards a place I don't know..
Yet time will flow..
My past is the remains
Fragments of my pains
My heart wisps on..
For the ultimate desire
To see the light beyond..
I'm moving on..
To a brand new place
Towards a brand new face
Its just like a race,..
And I'll run up ahead
And left behind..is all my dread
I'm moving on..
Whether I like to or not
Whether I feel like it or I could rot
I have to face the fact
That I'm moving on..
RainToday it had rained and poured like the crystal shards coming out of a silver sink
Each and every single drop, accompanying each other and filling in the terrace like a puzzle
Truly a sight I had no choice but to walk outside with no umbrella and grasp the moment
Grasp the rain and grasp the trickle of the crystal shards falling from the dredged gray clouds
Why are people ergo afraid of the rain, of a storm, of a single wind blow?
Its just water, a splurge of life that comes every often
But alas, going out solo in the crumbling storm was dare fantastic
So as I grin amongst the crystal shards that fall
I feel the happiness at the summon of a Storm
And now to create more replicas of this storm, to create..life
SmileSmile, for the day anew
Smile, so you won't feel blue
Make a smile that is brighter than the sun
Because your smile shows your having fun
Smile, with all your passion
Smile because its a general reaction
Smile and don't worry
Smile and don't feel blurry
Smile because we've stood the test of time
Smile, even though this isn't in perfect rhyme
Smile and do your best
Smiling is truly the greatest test
The WindHave you ever wondered about the wind's gust?
The way the wind moves forward in its own direction
Whether it feels like its going backward, left, or right, the wind keeps going
Towards its own forward motion and direction
A gust relaxes, a wind blow flows and still
It feels like the wind is pushing you somewhere, towards anew
Take time to feel the wind and take time to comprehend
That your next breeze is its own kind and that its very unique
Because as the wind blows
So does your mind, your thoughts, your perception
FutureFace forward, towards the future that dares to await
Look down, to see the steps you are about to take to this future
Face right, towards the right direction that will guide you to the new era
Look left, to see the shackles of regret you have left behind
Dare we say to look beyond ourselves to see an unprecedented
Future that awaits us?
An unknown force that dares to claim an unknown circumstance
Well, I do, to plan and believe in the future
To see what will happen next and create a next
To make sure that my future does come true, I take action
And you too can create a future
You can create your next and you can step forward
So in the future, be sure to claim it and make it known
Make it certain and make it pure
Because this planned future, is one pure momentum in the future.
FaithAsk yourself what your currently doing
Tell yourself that you can do it
Believe in yourself that your doing the right thing
Qualities that really make us empower ourselves, truly shows faith.
Ask your friend what they are doing
Tell them that they can do it
Believe in them that they are doing the right thing
Qualities that really make us encourage others, truly shows faith.
Ask anything what it is doing
Tell it that it can do it
Believe in it that it is doing the right thing
Qualities that really make us trust even non-living things, truly shows faith.
When you cast question, you cast belief as well
When you cast belief, you cast power as well
When you cast power, you cast faith
And faith is such a powerful cast, that it truly can create anything.
So have faith in others and faith in yourself, that you can truly do anything.
ContinueThis is a quick sum up of how great today was and all the amazing art I saw and literature I read. Now to create a text that shall hopefully make people continue and strive forward:
People should continue their art, their photography, their literature, their glance towards whatever they are to create. It is within this new creation that gives a whole new sanction, a whole new meaning, a whole new desire to keep on going on, to create progress and to create success. Within new brands of pieces shall create the frame in which the whole picture shall be set, because each piece is a fragment, each moment is a juncture and each manifestation or thought, is a new dawn. Keep creating and keep on wondering, keep on searching and keep on dwelling is all I'm saying.
Fate and Destiny SonnetTis Fate and Destiny
Tis fate, were we to meet each other here?
Soareth like an eagle, destined to fly
Voices beckon, we duel all of our fear
Our dreams deemed and linked, shall slippeth goodbye?
Some prithy, when stars gleam, a new era dawn
Life in its hand, they hither be confined
Lest light appear as the moon plays its song
When stars fadeth, a new life may be defined
Mem'ry be founded, graciously dated
Life doth embed a transcending birth gate
Oblivion's dest'ny, ne'er be created
Reign the kingdom of hearts, tempt a new fate
Fate and destiny will never confine
But in the end, this poem shall always rhyme
By: Fotini, Sebastion and Michael
Bridge ClosedIn the city of spires
thrust upward through the body of cloud
a piercing spike of adrenalin,
as the wind fondly ruffles her hair,
doesn't stop her from jumping up.
Reaching to be seen or saved,
by a city that blinks and misses her -
a temporary peak on the skyline.
Doesn't stop her from slamming
into the steel slashes
of the trainline below.
Even the most beautiful places
to those blinded by the inside-out-agony
of breathing against their will.
The city of spires remember her
as the cause for a bridge closed
on a Sunday.
Poem for My 2nd Semester English Teacher(Short v.)You stapled these words to the page.
Like a modern day tyrant,
You denied them the little humanity
You trapped their souls into
And threw them to the curb,
I understand that certain things
Should be left Inhuman
But we even give hurricanes names.
You taught us to separate the person from the art,
But if the art is about that person, you can’t pull them apart
FlamesThere are flames where
his head should be -
a poem left in the fireplace,
a dressing gown, a pipe,
forty pieces of silver.
This man promised you a winter
so warm and bountiful
spring would be ashamed.
He called you by name -
not the one that father knew
shoved under his bible.
But the one left behind
in the branches,
in the bucket of brambles,
and the columbines
buried at your feet.
Stones on the battlefield,
surrender in the grass.
What did his face
even look like behind the curtain,
counting those coins
and loosening the damp earth
from your shoes?
a love poemlike a dictionary ripe
with salted, sun spotted
words that emanate power
and splendor, i am unable
to describe you.
FriendshipFriendship is a tapestry
Woven through the years
With threads of joy and laughter
Happiness and tears
It's a work of art so priceless
It's shared by a precious few
Yet so easily created
By a loving friend like you
MaskShe wears a mask like it’s nothing.
Sometimes I forget it was made by demons.
I forget there’s a person living behind it.
to nurse doe (whom we all know) i watched her
blood orange heart
cleanse and suture
old bullet wounds and
new bouts of lilacs,
lime, and blue
her alcohol and aloe
each one of us carries cemeteries beneath our skinyou are not the only one
to walk like there are
who looks both ways
before crossing the road
"knew a girl who";
you are alive
and you will experience
hurt, and you will
be so thankful
for every painful breath you take
because it's better than when
everything goes quiet
and all you feel is exhaustion.
there is more than just
one cold snap
before you enter
the winter of your life.
there are spells
of sadness and rage,
hate and denial
of all that you know
and all that you deserve;
and you are not the only one
to fight for everyday you are here,
alive and breathing
and striving to thrive
on such an unforgiving planet,
in such a world
that births emotional deserts
in its people;
you are not the only one
..For your heart's desire
..The path for your life to take
..A majestic night to slumber upon
..And capture the glimmers of hope that project onto this world
..As both the Moon and the Sun illuminate magic
..And don't blink
When the candle of life is lit, watch and observe. Look at the sparks and flares of memories fade and cascade as it returns back into the Earth. Do not fear the heat yet do not resist it, let it blend and kindle into yourself. Grow and breathe progress, go and create rifts that will blaze asunder.
what love is not.it was a s l o p p y first kiss where
my drunk lips fumbled against yours.
the dull thwack of my heart,
locked behind curved ribs
cleared my groggy brain,
clouded with lustful premonitions.
it was an e l e c t r i f y i n g first kiss where
you entwined your hands in my hair.
your mouth encompassed mine and
my breath became lost in the steady
of your chest.
it was a s h y first kiss where
i pulled away before you could explore.
your tongue grazed my teeth,
searching for a way past the ivory gates.
i dug my finger into the stubble along your jaw,
my nail lulling your carnal desires.
it was my first kiss with you.
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