Belong Poems

Archeologist-Divers Digging Around Where They Don’t Belong

Rome’s underwater goldmine - traversing history best left upset

The notion of performance doesn't belong to nature

The notion of performance
Isn't the trait of nature 

The notion of performance
Doesn't belong to nature
What differs machine and science
We will find out with no razor

The notion of performance
Isn't the trait of nature 
Logic and sense reforming
We do understand the danger

The sharp edge with minimal factors
Encompass does not complexities
Black or the white your judgement
Versus makes truth

You Don't Belong Here

This woman is unlike anyone I have ever seen.
She keeps pumping her money into the machine.
Her displayed irascibility is causing quite a scene.
A casino is a place that she should not be.

Lady, just because you are losing, don't take it out on me!
Just get up from the machine, and get yourself free.

On Second Thought

Present cannot set advantage
Over past, that seems like gone
Though it’s always on the verge
Of the memories you prone
To belong to, while intending
To break free from shades of time
Partly loosing understanding
Doesn’t look at all sublime
But it goes like Latin dictum
Drive the nature out of door
Then it flies back home to victim
Through the window, like before.

Where We Belong

We belong to other people,
In their photographs,
In their memories,
And in their hearts,
Because sometimes that is all we have.

The idea of wanting
To belong to someone,
To someone who tells us that they
Need us just as much as we need
Them—that is what the
Meaning of life should be.
To feel loved and to give it
Back and nothing else, because
Everything else

Tell Me What This Means And My Hope For Humanity Will Find Peace

Yesterday I forgot how to fly. 
I went to take off
and the sky wouldn't take me.
Clouds too puffed up to let 
someone like me
into their streets.
They must have taken them -
my wings. 
They think I don't belong there. 
I know because that's where 
the rest of humanity is -
on the ground.
Now that I think about

I held long where I didn't belong

Where I should have walked away I kept running back…

I believed in nothing

Only speculations of what love is, kept me there. 

I deserved better yet i waited too long

Longing for things to get better…

I was lied to! Deceived and given empty promises…

I got used! Troubled and thrown to tremble and die

I waited long to see

Dreams do not belong to me, they are borrowed

Dreams do not belong to me—they are borrowed, woven over time by unseen hands, bearing the secrets of the world,
Voices that sing into my marrow, whispering ancient incantations: "Thus must you excel in the vast universe,"
Success is a slow and silent growth, a seed hidden beneath the soil of dreams, not a dazzling trophy,
And yet,

In my heart, a reliquary, gather teeth that do not belong to me

In my heart, a reliquary, gather teeth that do not belong to me,
but are those of voices I swallowed out of politeness, unwillingly,
they echo in silence like relics of a gentler, forgotten violence,
and I polish them with guilt until they shine like silent confessions.
I tell myself there is beauty in this digestion of thoughts and

These words do not belong to me

These words do not belong to me, they are parasites burrowing into the core of my thoughts,
demanding flesh and permanence, as if ink could defy relentless entropy.
They are called prophecies, but I have seen oracles reduced to mere footnotes,
revelations turned to dust, words as a futile rebellion against time.
They infest my hands, winding from wrist

I do not want to be here

I do not want to be here where I have to act like my pain is not there 
I do not want to be here for no one will ever understand 
I do not want to be here for I feel so inferior 
Like I am not good enough 
I do not want to be

Where Do I Belong?

too black for the white kids
but their parents say
i'm too white for the blacks
it's sad and dividing
like they're making us walk
on opposite side of train tracks
they talk about no racism no more
i think it's all talk and lies
they don't talk about invasions on shore 
and killing the black man where he lies 
how do you

Where You Belong,

Standing strong,
All day Long,
Staying headstrong,
Playing along.
Finding where you belong,
Creating a theme song,
Singing all day long,
Standing strong,
Right where you belong.

Where do i belong?

The weight of lives, lost and saved, presses on my soul. I’ve traded death for death, a grim currency that buys no peace. The battlefield is a cruel stage, where the hero and the villain share the same bloody spotlight.

I’ve felt the cold satisfaction of a kill, a twisted high that numbs the conscience. Yet,

I Belong to Beautiful

A glistening sun-baked day
Blue sky reverberates into deeper blue
Light shimmers in pixels 
A yellow butterfly flutters against the petals of a flower,
Like a piece of paper caught in a breeze,
It lilts and lolls and lifts lazily
A dog shifts on the cool concrete floor
Stretches legs and rolls over murmuring
On the edge of the shady bird bath,

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