Best Brought Back To Reality Poems

I am a girl,
Everyone sees it.

I graciously accept the label,
Twirling in a girls spool,
And playing it up for others.

Sometimes I feel an itch,
In a place I can't reach.
There are times when it quells,
When my voice cracks,
And I am somewhere else.

Where my hair is to my...

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Looking down undulating mountains with
Their highs and dips,
Reminding me of your long neck, your breasts,
Your thighs and hips,
Your miraculous face, running my finger down
Your brow, your nose and lips,
Your soft sensuous arms, your hands and your
Sensitive finger tips.

I’m brought back to reality by the roll...

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TEEN PASSION 

As we walk along the path of a nearby valley, 
Teenagers in love, where the laden fruit trees shake out 
Their shadows onto the green luscious grass, we feel the
Sheer ecstasy of the moment, is there anywhere else 
I would rather be than...

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Part 1 - Denial set the tone for my transgressions . It all began on this day , the day she decided to help with what I’ve come to know as temporary heartbreak . She told me it was going to to be okay ,...

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Biting her full lips
Her sweet strawberry breath
warms the air around us
 
The breeze of her conversation
dances across my face
Interrogating my tastebuds into life
 
Her simple touch electrifies my skin
As my whole world spins
amid the whirl of dizzying senses
 
The utter beauty of her visage
Barely inches...

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Today I woke up!

I woke up! 

I woke up! 

Yes, I woke up.

I was brought back to reality.

Reality? 

Whats reality?

Oh reality is a life full of pain,

and full of joy.

Reality is  . . .  bittersweet....

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walking away satisfied
returning home fully recharged
that will change come thursday morning
i will focus my brain on forgetting....until the alarm goes off
as i unpack, i begin to think about how blessed i really am
my friend maurice mohammed reminded me of that recently
i take a look outside...

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You can only say, do, want so much
With a changing mind 
such as my own
darkness to bright lights
im always alone.
2 unknown colors have been mixed together
But such  beauty they have created
Both Rejected by truth and uncovered by the dark
Both Brought back to reality and...

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The Little Match Girl by H.C. Andersen Part Rewritten By Scarlett G. Rollins
Most terribly cold it was; it snowed, and was nearly quite dark, and evening-- the last evening of the year. In this cold and darkness there went along the street a poor little...

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She walked into the room capriccio, with her hair bouncing and flowing rhythmically. The room is now, acceso with excitement. She walks A cappella,  
yet some kind of charismatic tune, began playing in my mind, as her classical shape gracefully glides, con affetto past...

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I step outside 
And breath in the air
And around me now
I stand and stare
At the dead, leafless trees
No, not dead
Just bare
The fallen leaves
Now silent
Sit
Like a towel fallen before the plunge
A carpet of reds and golds
Set atop the green grass below
One last colorful show
For us to...

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Mild obscurity 

At the local supermarket, a woman not a day over seventy-five
asked me where she could find unsalted butter spoke 
with an American accent.
What do I know, perhaps, she was related to the Kennedys? 
By the butter- shelf we stood, there was a spark...

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I wrote the Invisible man poems many years ago. These poems, and I have not submitted them all, was for a little girl who died in a road accident. They are a tribute to her memory. It was a dark and very sad time and...

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I cant stand havin me alone
Its like I gotta have you home
I cant stand the feeling
I want your presence known
No use to call
The answer is not the phone
Its like I miss you already
Now isn’t that crazy
Is love really this heavy
Your presence is so divine
Sometimes I...

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His reverie ended as he was brought back to reality when he stepped into a patch of deep fresh snow and promptly fell face down in a hollow on the leeward side of a boulder.  He was not angry. In truth he was quite...

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