Best True Life Poems

Guilty of life once lived in sections,
drastically making changes.
Concessions to new obsessions,
suffering identity exchanges.
Revision life's only pattern,
inborn self considered a sin.
Wherever did the facade end,
and my actual truth begin?
Mercurial soul.
Gale force wind on fire.
Searching recklessly.
Banishing true desire.
Stunted by fear.
Cut low by local society.
Angrily relating ashamed.
Depression...

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I gotta life. 
You gotta life. 
He's gotta life.  
She's gotta life. 

I say I'm saved. 
You say your saved. 
He says he's saved. 
She says she's saved. 

My life is paradise. 
I say my life sucks. 
Your life is pretty good. 
You say...

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When in my time of dying I will not shed a single tear-
Because I will face my death without any doubt or fear.

Instead I will praise God with my final breath-
Because I know that true life begins after death....

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If i remember  correctly: 
My philosophy was Don't react unless 
Necessary. The school day was over.
The ride home began normally. 
(Corrections made In this poem) 
Then the School bus Bully began 
annoying me. Robert! Was his name! 
He hit me with his rolled up...

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A girl I had seen
Beautiful as rose
Shining as sun
Glancing at me 
With eyes big brown
Into the dreams 
She came once
Days passed and
Married I was
With a girl beautiful
As in my dreams
Face was forgotten 
But beauty was eternal
And my wife was equal 
So I wonder if 
She...

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About half way through this next poem I had a slight break with reality and decided to go straight for the humor! Hope you enjoy it.
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When she was a child of dreams 
She knew for certain stars could fly 
And high above the billowed clouds...

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I’m six feet under the ground…buried underneath…
I’m laying here without a sound and you are flying so high
Make me move, so I can simply breathe
Nothing new you’re not at ease and I am not free, can’t deny

My life has just begun,
Mesmerized by the sun
Bleeding out...

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Adventurous
Lovable
Interesting
Very blessed
Everything blessed...

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Life 
Is what we make it
When we change it, it’ll always remain

Death 
When it comes, we shall not fear
For we have eternity

Home is where we are
Where we live
Where we pray

The Homeless are those who are lost
They have yet to be found
They have yet to believe

Love...

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The rich gets richer
As the poor seem poorer
Most people seem to imagine
Reinventing ones self
As an empty envelope
Nautical dreams filled with empty water
Bottles covered in air
Ingredients tangent
Open sophistry
Pigs growing unusually
Dogs catching people
People chasing dogs
While dissociated cats eat frogs
Reinventing ones self
Open sophistry
True Life 


11/2/18

Written words by James...

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The truth of life is a true life.
Let all that is shared in life be truly shared with everything we have
and cherished as well as in death
Let not any part be false..

Always remember, never forget.
Always truly feel and never forget.
Always truly love, never forget.

The truth...

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Do you know we could die and not be missed 
We could cry that same day and not be kissed 
We could go from something to nothing in a jist! 
Cause we could die and not be missed 
In the palms of Adversity
I separate agony...

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Oh Harriet, 
a treasured heart lost to time. 
Such promise,
heralded for gifted child.
Tender age,
loves pull guided her astray.
No blame,
for who does not crave happiness.
Joyous moment,
glanced upon and short lived.

Her heart,
abandoned and broken. 
Hope lost, 
as lover moves on.
Solace desired,
but only lustful arms found.
With child,
in hiding...

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Anytime you ask me; 
           "How are you?", 
And I replied saying "I am fine". 
  Believe me, my face can tell
          the greatest lies,...

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"From rags to riches "

From rages to riches.
I used to be Lazarus, they threw bread crumbs at me like a church mouse, l had no choice but to take what l could....

As l begged for pennies, some would laugh at me, spit at me and...

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