Best Excepts Poems
Life goes on,
All around me,
My life goes on,
While life runs without me,
What to perceive,
How to know,
Without the wrong perception,
Wondering,
If my life connects to life,
Does anyone notice me,
Because I notice them,
Does anyone want to care about me,
My life,
In their life,
Because I want to know,
The world around me,
Above all,
The people that surround me,
The stress of knowing,
Every expression,
Every action a person makes,
And understanding the reasoning,
Behind their action,
And expression,
The greeting,
The building,
Building friendship,
But worrying about whats next,
My insecurity,
In my perception,
Unwanted life,
No one notices,
But when some one excepts me,
I'm surprised,
They want to know me,
Not knowing what t do,
I can't get close,
To many scars inside,
They can't know,
Or they will leave me,
But for the ones that push on,
That ignore my insecurity,
I am grateful,
To those who care about me,
Who wont abandon me,
The only thing left,
Is for them to let me know,
That they feel this,
Then I will let them,
Get close to me,
But for the ones,
Who show different,
Who show immaturity,
Who are selfish,
Who are shallow,
They will leave me,
That is how I tell,
The difference between people,
And friends.
Again I slide my blade through my pale skin
Blood flows freely from my wrist
Cuts are scattered across my body
Despair darkens my soul
Empty eyes stare back at me from the mirror
Fear of what I am becoming wracking my body
Gripping my arms to stop an endless flow of crimson
Hearing sobs in the distance
I then realize they are coming from me
Just as soon as I realize this my knees buckle
Knowing that I am broken beyond repair
Love will never visit one as broken as me
My hands leave my wrists
Now I just let the blood flow
Once upon a time I had hope
Perhaps if I live I will again
Quietly Death is coming upon me
Rushing to comfort my broken soul
Soothing the pain from my heart and body
Taking me in his warm embrace
Unlike the living Death gives a safety I have never felt
Very slowly a smile spreads across my face
With arms open wide Death excepts my broken soul
"Xenagogue lead me home"
"Yes child suffer no more,
Zoetic you are not"
Tender is the heart of my dearest white dove,
Whom carries the red rose of love within her
Golden beak, and within lies the gentlest soul
Of peace that I’ve ever known.
Allow thy wings of inspirations to spread forth,
To capture the winds of glory evermore,
Taste the fragrant fields of imagination through
Her words of sweet melodies song, a timeless
Tune, that flourishes in a soft echoes moment
Of pure joy everlasting, the thoughts unbridled
Freedom of liberation set to the release of this
Winged creatures beating heart.
Oh in the thunder storm of lifes hurricane,
She is the calming eye within the hailing of
Realities harsh shades between the fading
Embers that divide the light from the darkness.
Brushed by the spiritual angels of faith and
Devotion, she judges not but excepts all mankind
For whom they are faults and all, loving them
With a full heart’s warmth of grace, and cherishing
Their inner muse tenderly beneath her wings of
Inspiration.
Shimmering white feathers glitter, in the bathing
Rays of the sunshine, she is legacies promise for a
Brighter tomorrow, this mystic dove of mine
My friend, my soul sister of the poetic heart,
May she soar forever amongst the clouds of
Inspiration for all time.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
A RACIST IS REALLY "CRIMINALLY MENTALLY ILL"!!!! THE RACIST EXCEPTS "THE "MARK OF THE BEAST" AND HAS IT IN HIS OR HER FORHEAD,OR MIND WHICH IS THE SAME!!!! THE MARK OF THE BEAST "REMAINS"!!!! WE SEE THE ONES WHO REJECT "GOD" AND JESUS CHRIST!!!! RACISM IS A MENTAL ILLNESS AND HELPS END THE LIFE AND PROSPERITY OF THE ENEMYS OF "CHRIST"!!!!!
Lady Queen's Of Queen's
Where? ''ladies'' maybe
Take a chance of romance thus
As whomsoever excels this memorable
Glance thus ''chance after chance''
We've observed the muse to be excused
When? exhaled breath stops to then breath
In separate ways amongst one sentence
Said within a huge sized breathless breath
Forever sleeps When? applied to die in disguise
Thee ''lady Queen's'' feels When? she's
Feeling thus an diseaseful illness
Concludes Who? kills to be heeled
Why? ''hungered feelings'' substitutes to
Cure those everlastingly opened doors
However, cures needlessly needy ''ladies of
The Queen's'' blinds us ''useful Queen's''
As
What? keeps ''joyous time'' to spread even
More joy to enjoy
Beforehand eased to ''wait until exhale'' excepts
Lady Queen's of Queen's!
As a critical thinker,
The size of my fist,
The information maker,
Excepts a formative list.
Tools as variety,
Simple or exhaggerated,
The persuasive society,
Populars updated.
Celeberties, actors, and fame,
A standpoint to judge,
Some will play the game,
Others push; nudge.
Each are a phase,
Like a butterflies menopause,
Honesty will engage,
Setting back grateful flaws.
BE understanding OUR KNOWLEDGE is the size of a fist.
in my foolish quest for scrambled words,
your inspiration becomes a heady sensation
carrying me gently from the troubled traffic
of my desecrated hours, as if i were entering
under the skins of our candle lights: bringing me
to embers of moments terribly free, like you..
and there, we become weightless on our
open map---the meridians and continents
passing through the mists of time and space,
oh how my lips and this my striped soul
adore you: wandering effortlessly on
the terraces of our own love, war and peace.
~
often, at daytime, at night call when stars
seem to cover their cherubic faces
and i feel the throb of my faltering heart,
your company i embrace, telling me
how to live...as our sheets grasp in surrender;
my tender moans start to bleed...
then i become one with your skin, bones,
and hands: through sips of wine and tea,
i have to say today and after:
~” Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you still among these cold things…” ~
i feel i am everywhere; i think of how many
i can be with our candles and songs.
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*excepts from Pablo Neruda’s “ Here I Love You”
* please allow use of small caps
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Poem for Frank H.'s Best Contest
by nette onclaud
She caught me line and hook like a fish.
And even though the wait had been painful I thought in the back of my mind this is it.
The bait was just the appetizer.
My heart pumps harder and harder as the line gets reeled back in.
When I finally reach her hands and she unhooks me from the hook she gives me one good glance than flings me back into the ocean with a fierce thrust of the hand.
A huge splash is all you could hear, at least the sound might mask my pain.
Even though I was free to go I was still prisioned inside.
Because just like with fishing Ive just had a hook in my mouth at least figuratively.
Excepts its my heart that is cut and left for dead bleeding in the water.
I swim away. And I dont think I will ever be the same.
Thats the last thing said and than I sunk under water.
Saga (2)
Trust upon source of peace where ever you may be
The law of power produces puzzlingly to complete
The course as a fruit
Saints who followed this advised
Follow the system of power with belief
Everything returns as seen in mirror your face confirming
Conscience of wisdom and knowledge
From where your path of piece
Develops as moon further and further
Saints’ conclusion to be is love immortal
Love is supreme means to throw in aim with
Targeting to bloom, love never has lost
Any battle of courage – might be physical body vanish
But the starry power and light to travel in speed
Pillars in minds' pace which is boundless in capacity
There is infinite peace and pleases always
In true serve saga is by heart to deserve
Clothe and food and customs are only secondary means
Be saint for human beings
Let save the planet for the new siblings
Saints pass message of life about
What is the meaning of life according to...?
What are the achievements? If you see genuinely
To know the value of.
Different opinions are in circulation in the planet
Body and soul are two vital accessories of life
Without one no other keeps meaning
Therefore both should know each other separately
To speak truth body can be cremated
But soul is understood to remain as due
Then appears the mystery to follow the path
Peace and satisfactions are the extreme
All in the planet to acquire much
But in vain conniving at the truth
Excepts saints no one knew
Saints no one knew, knows and will know
Ever the conscience of life followed path by saints
They are vigorous of life follow them
Attain the saga’s life.
God is not far if you seek and follow the advice of saint
Agreeing knowledge of them many have found eternal game
The fertility in the realm of god is immeasurable
Bountiful of everything is on the path without thorn
God is yours who created you believe
Without management and knowledge an aeroplane cannot fly
If you believe upon scientists who has facilitated you
Making available facilities of life
That is the basic matter you agreed you are under the realm of saints.
Life is a grand stage filled with many pathways
That we must find our direction
To break away from our families protection
So we are able to see the opportunities
That is surrounding all sides of me
Should I go to college for a four-year degree
To create some kind of job security
Or should I take a dream job cruising the high seas
Basking in the sun seeing the world having fun
Or should I stay in my hometown
With a job I have found that isn't very sound
Always having friends and family around
Or should I go with my heart
To find the right place to start
With a woman who is very smart
Who picks me up when I am down
She helps keep my feet on the ground
Who excepts me even when I'm out of bounds
She is adventurous and my all-around gal
That would be calling foul if I was to leave now
Since the choice is all mine
I will take no time to define
I could spend a lifetime trying to find
Another to unwind a love that is this refined
Rather than chasing a career that grinds
That leaves an empty feeling in my mind
Because I left her behind
Time is what you make it so don't fake it
Or brake it but rather make it your own
Choose a path that leads to happiness
That is full of your every wish
Creating a pathway that takes us away
Too many destinations where we will play
Leads to the place we grow up and stay
So we don't have to worry about our choices yesterday
Because success and happiness is where the heart lays
Is it me or is it that love is just not meant for me
Is it me or is it my emotions leading me this way
im scared that im not meant for love
Is it cause im young what is it
someone HELP !!!!!!
my emotions are killing me and my future relationships if I ever get one
no one excepts me for who I am but ........ will see
Innocence opens her heart so plain and kind.
Fowl feathered black eagerly excepts touch.
Either blind of fear, which comes with age.
Expressing emotions, they bond gently.
If you think you have the bestfriend,
Mine's surely got you beat.
Even stand up for me and proudly he'd defend,
You still think your's is better, well can you take the heat?
He laughs at the jokes I make,
Even when they're not that funny.
He excepts the gifts I make,
And says i'm really funny.
I love to hear him sing,
And love to see him laugh.
And when I see him I get and sudden ping,
Of joy surging down my back.
You think you have the bestfriend,
Well I think I made my point.
That mine is surely better,
And your's just has no point.
Say so.ething nice
or say know thing at
all!
Speak when ; your spoken
to!
Shut up!
Shut your damn mouth!
What your mad huh,
I know you ain't mad
You can't be!
Get paid for doing nothing,
He'll I did all the work!
You stupid?
Are you Stupid?
I had to tell you what to
do too many times
For you to be anything
Else but stupid!
Tell you want it is!
You're dumb, try'na be
Stupid!
Be yourself and
Everything will be
Alright!
Excepts from "Be Yourself"
Ain't nothing but palm ash and
Lavender Bouis! Ain't the soap
Fragrant!
Hau the Bouis?
Hau the Bouis?