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The sands of time are falling away
Make sure to make the most out of each and every day
Release all of your hate and conqueror your fear
Don’t have regrets and have time for cheer
Treat everyone around you as you want to be treated
Accomplish everything you can before it’s all completed
Raise your hands and raise your glasses
Enjoy your life before your just ashes
Laugh and love with family or a friend
Live life to the fullest before it’s the final end
Forget the past the future isn’t set
Make love not war as much as you can get
Don’t back down from anyone but strive towards peace and harmony
Turn the other cheek when you can and be the best you can be
Be charitable and help for fellow man
Fill yourself with knowledge whenever you can
Raise your hands and raise your glasses
Enjoy your life before your just ashes
Laugh and love with family or a friend
Live life to the fullest before it’s the final end
Dare to be different go against the grain
Stop and smell the roses and always kiss in the rain
Listen to music read poetry for your own sake
Be true to yourself and never be fake
Take walks on the beach and swim in the ocean
Be thankful for what you have and pray to God in Heaven
Raise your hands and raise your glasses
Enjoy your life before your just ashes
Laugh and love with family or a friend
Live life to the fullest before it’s the final end
Take pictures so you can look back on your journey
Enjoy the arts sculptures paintings drawings or a movie
Give kisses and hugs to the ones you care about
Work hard and play harder before you check out
Go through life like it was your last day
Because it could be so enjoy it and make it count in every way
I don't say this with indignation.
We find ourselves in a zombie nation.
Where people can't think for themselves.
Where people's thoughts put on a shelf.
The puppetmasters pull their strings.
Manipulating everything.
There is no need for separation.
Just a healthy need for conversation.
In times where you can't voice opinion.
There is no threat to cause division.
Divide and conquer was the plan.
Whilst acting like the tallyman.
So scared to go against the grain.
Through fear of using their own brain.
Through fear of being hung out to dry.
To voice opinion, with reasons why.
The ones that talk whilst being shutdown.
Whilst others just look on and frown.
It makes you feel you have no choice.
With those who feel they have no voice.
Through fear of social isolation.
With feelings of discrimination.
If you don't agree, there's no debate.
Whilst others try to just dictate.
Remember when we'd exchange views.
Without it ending on the news.
There's those that like to scream and shout.
With nonsense words which have no clout.
And then there's those that talk too much.
You know, the ones that just won't shush.
Hello, am I allowed to speak?
I'm sick of listening to you shriek!
If you'd like to listen, I'd like to say.
I take your point, I must convey!
But just because we don't agree.
I don't agree with you; you don't agree with me.
It does not mean we can't debate.
Find middle ground and still be mates.
So let’s rise up, let thoughts unwind.
To forge new paths, where we all can shine.
For in every thought, there lies foundation.
That is ready to bloom in this zombie nation.
From now on
I must gain some focus
Find a way to be motivated,
Study and find the light and love
I wonder if I've been practising enough,
Nothing comes easy, that's a fact
Got to try and improve and up my act,
Fill in the gaps where I lack
And find the strength to come back,
I should not be waiting for things to happen
I got start to stir things up,
I've got to make things happen
If I want to get anywhere in life,
Come at it old
So I got to be bold
And try,
To fulfil my potential
I have wasted so much time,
I am an honest critic
And I am critiquing my life,
It's not good enough
To sit and watch life go by,
As if I am waiting in a queue
For my time to come,
For my fifteen moments of fame
It doesn't work like that,
I got set targets and take aim and achieve
And stop making excuses
It has nothing to do with age,
Yes I work hard every single day
But it's for other people
It's time to do something for me
And if I want to achieve this
I got to make my pen bleed,
I got face myself honestly
Accept the fact I've never done enough,
To push myself forward
I've lacked the self belief and that's tough,
I got start believing in me,
If I expect others to do the same
It's about time that I upped my game,
Stop looking for others to blame
Stop dreaming and wishing my life away,
From now on I got to go against the grain
And get on the fast train
And be who I want to be
And do what I want to achieve,
Don't look to others
This is all down to me.
BIKER
The night sky is made of black tar, and broken glass,
And the moon, if you melt it in a spoon, once was an old hubcap.
So by the light of night, ride the Milky Way’s bright stars
And by day, cruse the endless highway,
Via cheap biker bars, expensive cigars, and blues guitars.
A heart made of gasoline and chrome,
The oily platelets of mother earth, is the only blood in my veins.
The road I roam, together or alone, is my home.
What is around the bend? And is it there still? That is all I ask.
So, fill the haloed hills with wonder. To wander is my task.
Brimstone, flame, and thunder, as I ride down the lane,
My brain, in a padded bucket, to prove that I’m not totally insane.
Picture my skin, some would call it a sin!
But, despite the pain, I like to go against the grain.
Demons, angels, and all beings that have wings,
Or a naked dame, to me they are all the same.
The wind boldly whispers through my hair.
If I listen, it will tell me the truth, but most of the time I don’t care!
There is hell to pay in hog heaven I’m told
So, with Dionysus, I celebrate the mystery of the unnamed tree,
For me, I must set my mind free, and dare to bare my soul.
The ghost in the machine I found is me.
And God, would you believe, I can make more noise than Thee?
In a gator’s abode my bones ride free, no cares to cross my ride
No law to abide, at least none that I saw!
If I were a serpent I would swallow my tail
And into eternity sail.
Where the rubber meets the road
There, forever, would be my abode!
Form:
I never really question people’s word unless it has no emotions
I never really understood till now why poetry is such blessing
I never really thought to do such wonderful words with feelings
I never really understood why people seem to say it need more
I never really quite thought that being judge to say thing would be fun
I never really understood what a paragraph and sentence structure is
I never really ask why people want to change my words around
I never really understood why emotional remark on someone is so
I never really ask for any of any remark to bother me but it does
I never really understood why implicate to change some emotional value
I never really judge the peoples word because to judge is to find false
I never really understood what positive reinforcement till now
I never really had English as my first language and learned to speak it as a child
I never really understood why mimicking parents to say words was important
I never really once decided to write I am better than any one
I never really understood why it is important to let someone know you care
I never really let one to feel so down that they think about rewriting
I never really understood why lectures is to improve, but they are to be aware
I never really like to go against the grain, but I do, and things are better
I never really understood why I am special, yet I seem to fall on words
I never really test one who has more experience, but ask questions
I never really understood how we are all the same in every word
Express yourself,
I love the way how you can be as different as you are,
The way you make this living seem so easy though it's hard,
That twinkle in your eye you must something of the stars,
Your freedom's inspiration such a wondrous piece of art,
Some choose to be themselves while others merely just a clone,
The fear of being judged or being told they're right or wrong,
Has silenced many birds though within they hold a song,
So when you're being you I find the courage to be strong,
And stand on my beliefs if I ain't causing any harm,
We all love sunny days but beauty's even in a storm,
I love the way you paint a different picture than the others,
And go against the grain with variety of colors,
It shows that your spirit and your soul truly lovers,
And how you love yourself shows the world how to love us,
Your life is a canvas like the skies up above us,
And I can picture you as the sun shining for us,
Admiring the faith you have in you is so refreshing,
Happiness ensured makes this life so progressive,
Confidence in self I believe is a blessing,
So never underestimate the value of your essence,
I love the way how you can be as different as you are,
The way you make this living seem so easy though it's hard,
That twinkle in your eye you must be something of the stars,
Your freedom's inspiration such a wondrous piece of art,
Express yourself.
Why that no good little birch
I think I alder leaf her
My aspens in the dirt
Don’t you know I’m not that poplar
I damn near choked on a little oak
And though I tried I am not maple
Now the branches are all broke
and the limbs are so unstable
I could go against the grain
But I’d hate to needle yew
So I guess I’ll cedar later
And bough out fir the one that’s true
Can’t see the forest for the trees
Can’t tell just when the root will rot
You know I think its elm diseased
And I can do with out the knots
Well now it’s really got me stumped
Just when I should have sawed right through it
And it’s too late to pack my trunk
Or perhaps I just out grew it
I could go against the grain
But I’d hate to needle yew
So I guess I’ll cedar later
And bough out fir the one that’s true
Some trees grow up in a grove
Others make a stand alone
But there ain’t no peach with out a pit
And there ain’t no pine with out a cone
I’m sure the heart wood ain’t no good
So I won’t go out on a limb
But when a tree is being felled
I wish that someone would cry timber
I just don’t think that I’ll ever see
A poem lovely as a tree
So I won’t Beech and I won’t Pine
I’ll just remind you one more time
I could go against the grain
But I’d hate to needle yew
So I guess I’ll cedar later
If you were sap then you’d run too
i sit and focus on my purpose//
provin to myself, and then the world, that im not worthless//
contemplate measures to take to make it hurt less//
the pain that courses through my viens//
every thought seems to go against the grain//
nothing i do that i used to feels quite the same//
but i sit and smoke and zone out to see the world simple and plain//
everything we do is a play in a game//
with consequences that are real and can potentially mame//
and mutulate your vision of whut is ur true fate//
a date with destiny that will eventually take place//
but until then the physical is stuck in the same place//
but the mental roams around freely at its own pace//
sometimes rapid, other times sluggish//
life has the potential to proceed the smoothest or the roughest//
its all what we make of it//
the way we roll with the punches//
and counter with hooks that cause us to be triumphant//
able to look through the dumb and evaluate quickly on wut to come with//
whether to duck left right or back//
then to determine the best route of attack//
and like that the obstacle that had us seemingly trapped//
has passed like a mic in a cypher at night//
filled with only kids who had hunger and drastic appetite//
to hold that device that aids our raps so nice//
see life is like a blunt u twist//
its all what u make of it...
(Struggle within our? Spirit?)
The struggle within our own spirits. We have to realize that Our Lord’s decision comes first.
As humans, we have a tendency to go against the grain. We have freewill within our souls. But our ultimate decision should be for the better good.
We don’t want to hide within the shadows of life. Wherever we go we want to bring the Holy Spirit with us on our journey of light within the darkest part of our Spiritual being.
As a reminder, we should pray about it and reflect on God‘s love. It’s harder to do that when we’re struggling within the darkness.
We have to pull aside the core of our being and realize that through God and Jesus Christ. They give us there divine light for us, so within ourselves we can spread the Divine Light throughout the darkness.
The Divine Presence will always be inside our hearts. Therefore we have to move forward in love and light.
Don’t forget to Thank the Almighty for everything he gives us. No matter, where he leaves us he gives us the courage to travel to the ends of the earth within the darkness and turmoil that radiates in our exploration for a deeper consciousness and compassion that our master has for our destination Surrounded by the Sacred Heart of Jesus Christ
Oh’ heart you are such a fragile thing, from you dancers dance and singers sing.
The painter paints their next masterpiece, with you in every stroke of the paintbrush or step, sudden movement in the dance routine.
You spark inspiration to pursue every ridiculous go against the grain aspirations hopes and dreams. Although you are the strongest muscle in the living body you are sensitive to pain, once you are broke how can you heal again? You are the root of all things that represent love and compassion. You are the fuel to where one can find their passion. Your language is a complex one because words are limited to what only emotions can say. You are the one who helps determine the tone of every day. If you are not feeling something than I’m not feeling something and the passion begins to fade. However once a connection is made the spark rekindles the fire deep inside to burn away to blaze a trail and follow whatever you are drawn to. Sometime in the form of I love you other times there may be the desire to do evil and corrupt things depending on the exposure. Once you are restored to your former state only you know the right time for everything and you are never late.