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By Parizo Van Thulare
Hate love not ,
It has nothing to do with heart breaks and all those tears .
Hate love not ,
It's you who chose to let your feelings rot .
You fell for looks ,
Now you are a river of moods.
Your lust made you ,
You fell for the wrong .
You never listened to your guards ,
You followed looks
Look were they lended you.
You wore pride ,
And shut those with true love outside .
Hate love not ,
Please don't .
It knows nothing
I sat around watching and listening to dragonflies
All day to see if they would say a word not one
Did flow
Even though there were many in a row.
They keep
One's secrets very deep.
I was tired of being hurt
By people who blurt
Out things to see me weep
Or loose sleep.
They don't care
What they share
Or the havoc they reap.
To them life is cheap.
The dragonflies lended me an ear
So never again do I have to fear.
Not one peep
Will ever leap from these odonata creatures
That give people the creeps.
My daddy will always be the best man I've known.
Always been there for us, watching his family grow.
Now that I'm older and have kids of my own.
I wish I would've listened and taken a different road.
My daddy has always lended a helping hand.
Just so those people can take run over that good man.
I have been one of them, guilty as charged.
For taken advantage of your selfless heart.
I'm sorry daddy for not being a good daughter.
Can we begin to start our relationship over?
Everyone is fighting as if everything’s a oneway street, not striving to debate with fact only fighting to defeat
It’s a fight between the ignorant and that truly is a scary thing, and I shudder to think what this battle will bring
It’s very in to be a victim and look to be offended, but no one is taught to defend themselves because defence is always lended
this creates a person who cannot support themself, living in a world almost void of mental health
my kids have an uphill battle, will be a struggle from the start, I worry not about it because I know they have the heart
7/9/17
So much happening every year
Above and below the atmosphere
I'm sorry if it seemed so weird
Insincere
And unclear
Seen first hand or heard about
Through word of mouth
I'm sorry if it didn't always work out
And if it had a terrible turn out
Above and below the surface
A total accident or done on purpose
Nothing everlasting and perfect
Thing's just can't always flourish
I'm sorry is the best way I can word this
Especially if you can't control your own urges
Certain things took more than bravery and courage
As well as being determined
Ongoing every single second
In any direction
It often doesn't turn out as expected
I'm sorry if you've been offended
And if a helping hand wasn't lended
6/6/16
Seeing things from both sides
And copious amounts of smoke rise
With my own eyes
At times, I do not always know why
As the time continues to go by
And according to how the crow flies
Matter and molecules bended
And unexpected things occurred beyond being comprehended
Some of which were unprecedented
Not always was a helping hand lended
Nor was it splendid everytime it ended
Despite what was originally intended
Have some respect and manners
What good is delusions of grandeur?
Some can't even hunt or gather
See for yourself take a gander
And then you'll have your answer
Climbing ladders
My pockets getting fatter
Eyeing what it is I'm after
Before going faster
Amid the molecules and matter
Combining and starting to scatter
The bodies of water drying up or continuing to meander
The droplets splatter
Leaving areas damper
Conflict and slander
And reputations being hampered
Unhealthy obsessions leading to disaster
Out in the pasture
Near rocks of jasper
And flowers of aster
In the field of rye there is a catcher
There is an almost endless chatter
Until its drowned out by the sound of a tractor
To what eyes may be wandering, and whichever ears; pressed on wooden walls to grasp little hushes, may be present. I would but casually invite, as to remove the tension. Which may or may not have been present within the times past, and due to come. It is at this moment, in which the occasion has arisen with such momentum, that I speak upon thee with such subtlety. Take due apology, and please retain the impatience you may experience within the monotonous approach that I impede upon thee. Nor pay heed of overthought to the contradictive hypotheticals I may divulge. Yet I feel if there is no true discussion upon the matter. If we, as minds of many, choose so as to neglect what lays at our harbors. Whom rises at our hilltops with the shining of the world's sun at their backs. We have done nothing less than give in to ill-natured minds of cowards. You have then chosen to rank yourselves within the vast oceans of carcasses in which our brothers and sisters occupy. Stench lay at your feet, rot lay there. Do not let your pride reside with it. The decay and disrespect which so heavily laden the ground. Our backs bowed by the cumbersome blows of defeat.
Love is found
Love is lost
Interrupted by a lonely vibrant sound
Heaven in my home inbound
Songbirds gone in the mist
Left only with a kiss
The opportunity missed
The colors form into black and white
But Jesus tells me i'm alright
The lonesome twist that turned
Christ is my only escape
Pasted pain with hurt and denial
But I think ill stay a while
Maybe this poem will reach you
A cold heart in this dark place
The engraved can never be erased
Jesus help me win this race
I need you in my heart just in case
She's gone in the wind
To a place no one can defend
It feels like the beginning of the end
The love was lended
We were tempted
Feels like I was rented
Bent up by forbidden fruit
The road to nowhere
21 inches from relapse
The sweet songbird tortures me
Singing the song of lust
Cant turn down that road again
Its time to end the beginning
Rising tides of selfish doubt
Bottles of messages cast to sea
How much better can I be?
Wheres my perfect picture?
Wheres my elixir?
Its all coming in due time
Jesus tell me i'm fine.
I don't know if I'll be back this time.
Time enraptures me,
Seduces me into places I know for too
long.
A million faces but they'll never feel like
home,
I got too close to the stone,
Heard marvelous stories
And wept when it ended,
And shared myself, do you hear me?
I lended.
I love you yet I must go,
The past is obdurate no matter how
Adamant you are.
And sometimes, it feels wonderful to say
goodbye,
To people,
Places,
Time,
New adventures forever on the horizon,
New suns to set on me,
And a million faces that'll tell me to go
home,
But I couldn't,
Because I am home.
These songs and stories I hear,
The winding alley ways to whom I'll
always hold dear
Because I've never been so close to home.
And I love you,
The million faces, I love them too.
I am home.
There is no way you could possibly know,
How wonderful of a person you are.
You have made many hearts glow,
Yes, YOU, are a shining star!
For me you've done everything you possibly can,
And you don't know how much that means.
Whenever I would fall, you lended your hand,
And shined upon me with all of your beams.
You are my star in the sky who brightens each day,
And comforts me throughout each night.
Anytime that I needed you, you went out of your way,
To make sure everything was just right.
However, I let you down, with my mischievious act,
When I should have been helping you out.
It may seem I took you for granted because the maturity I lacked,
But I Love You, without any doubt!
I am thankful that in return you have always loved me,
Reguardless of what I have done.
That is exactly the way a Grandmother should be,
And I have to say you're the BEST one!
I've always thought that i was so clever
They tell me get better I yell no never
I'll walk the plank and pull the lever
These chains i knoiw i will never severe
So i will just cover them with pity
Then maybe this taste in my mouth won't feel so gritty
But do i really wanna sign that treaty
Then i'll never move Freely
Atleast this way i
m constantly complimented
Even with how bad my face is dented
Maybe this is a new coping mechanism that i have invented
Or i'm learning something that will someday be lended
You were there to listen to me bicker.
You helped me solve my problems that no one could understand just you.
You lended me your shoulder but only to cry on.
You took me under your wings and protected me from harms way.
Now you're gone and I truly miss having you around.
But now I have to forget about the pain I feel, wipe away the sadness that shows
upon my face and look forward to the unexplained unplanned future that sits in
front of me like an open book.
Some days I wish you were still here to guide me around these sharp corners
and up these steep hills that are placed in my life.
But I will always remember you because you are my angel in my heart protecting
me from the evil that tries to enter.
Sometime in the future though I see us back together again laughing, talking and
catching up on each other's lives.