Begin at treason acts of non allegiance
Human Speech
Business license is created to take from human voluntarily
Or otherwise
Advertising is not free speech
Use of surplus against legislation
Fraudulent bypass of poverty laws
Document theft from slaves
Slavery Acts
Calls from the job you needed
Connecting without the shove
Turning down the press
Finishing the letters in the heart shaped box
Quiting going to work
Letting yourself run out of money
Getting yourself back
down into the valley of doubt, my demons haunt
hauling in all mannerisms with glaring despair
My nights just day without light
in the glee, hopes and dreams
In my human spirit is the mystery of life
with a racing mind; this cruel world
where hard work never pay
with frustrations; a daily dose
Then I sit up into the empty night
checking my clock it's three AM
twisting and turning to ponder over my well known frustrations
my youthful dreams shadow all the contributory
sparking memories of a once promising future
flourishing businesses at 22
a happy family at 23
a car at 24
a happy serving christian in the sanctuary
a generational inspiration;
touching lives as I am touched.
all swept under
To misery-filled life where
The thought of hope is bare
struggles and despair
sparking this thought of dare
quiting this so called school of life
What is life...
I told my Father I don't want fellowship
He brought the fellowship to me
I sat there and watched all these humans in our house
Watched my father narrate his version of family and love
I wish I was like him
I wish I could see things the way he does
But from this corner am drowning in a sea of people
We are all seated but am sinking real quick
At the corner I see my sinking sister
She's been sinking for a while now
Who saves who?
So I just watch her, drowning, escaping, fading
I want to write
I want to open that door
Colour these dark wall with poem and humor
I want you to see beauty when I bled
Come, see my writing
They come in red acrylic
My hands are small and weary
My brain is overload
Am stuck down here with wishes.
How do i begin this journey
Do I begin or have I began or am i quiting?
I want it to be right you know
Why am I doing it?
To gain earth?
I heard this quote
Aim for heaven and you will get some earth,
Aim for earth and get neither.
If I begin this trip.
If I take this crowd
Am the tour guide
Down that dingy dark path
Where is my aim?
Life is a journey with many different paths
Love is one such path that everyone likes the glory of walking on
Love's path is full of thorns,hurdles and barriers that prevent many from travelling such path
Another path in life is success very few take that right turn
Success is the joy of not quiting
Stoplights fill this path
The ability to keep going despite stoplights is called determination
There are many road to life but the most joyous road to me is the one that leads to everlasting life
And the most important rules of this path is faith, salvation and the fear of the Lord and the willingness to keep his commandments
I have always wanted to be a grown up
I thought it was 100 percent easy
But it turns out I was wrong , I am not sure
Yet but I have an uneasy feeling about this.
Highschool has been a rollercoaster ride
It was fun but sometimes it was painful,
There were times when I felt like quiting
And times when I felt like staying forever.
Now am about to finish highschool and
I am somehow confused as to what is next
What am I going to do with my life next year?
I am more than confused really
Back in my mind I am starting to realise
That being an adult is not as easy as I
Imagined it to be , next year I will be
On my own it seems , god be with me .
At times, life's dares can be very tough
Betwixt our existence and His plans
Circumtances may arise anytime
Doubts in our faith are at stake
Everything seems so hard and harsh
Friends are turning their back on us
God seems sleeping and not around
Helping hands are hard to perceive
Intelligence and reasoning are of no use
Jealousy to others fate is often an end
Knowing oneself is the key to this nightmare
Learning to understand this situation
Motivates us to continue living life
No more heartaches and pains
Over these misfortunes is hope
Praying that one day this shall pass
Quiting is not the answer but stead
Rest asured that we must keep on moving
Setting our target and life's goal
Towards a happy and satisfied stay
Unexpected scenarios should be welcomed
Values must be kept and treasured
Worries and doubts be neglected
Xercise a positive attitude towards all
Yes to His plan for us and abide
Zeal for a happy and satisfied life begins
For the person on a health kick
who's eating healthy food.
Just by asking how they started
you could never quite conclude.
For the reasons still unknown
where the opposite is true.
Instead of starting good food,
quiting bad food's what you'll do.
For bad food's very plenty
and good food's very rare.
That when skipping all the bad foods
very few foods do you bare.
For few things make it easy
to choose what you will eat.
And a panic's not as likely
as to force you to retreat.
For this story has a moral.
Not to fear the change in food.
But to learn what food is healthy
just by what you can exclude.
Babysitting bloody goats,
Babysitting bloody goats,
Baaaa baaaa twinkletoes has notes,
Trying to get some bloody sleep,
Sounds like a rabid rancid sheep,
a lonesome goat, you know it,
wheres that bloody clive a sitting,
climbing screen doors, its not quiting,
Sue heard one on the ole tin roof,
twinkle toes tap tap 2 do it?
Blaurgggggght says the nanny goat,
Crazy bludger's tunes out of note,
Drops poor ole Johnson in it?
Ferret dog emasculated,
Banged and thumped and castigated,
Head butted by 2 nannies sure,
Doesn’t want it any more,
Sidestepping Ferret voted!
Waiting for ole Clive to come,
With the red van goats do hum,
Head butting ole screen door,
Blaurgh where are you clive, whaffor?
Goat chops for tweededum,
Cant eat your mates they hum,
Be quiet my moral core,
They won….Don Johnson
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All thought my head
Beatings from the night before
Cuttings on my wrist from before
Doodling Art through my skin
Even though its not enough
Fire speading up my wirst
Gotta go ahead
Head from the top
In hectic thoughts
Just the same from the night before
Kicking and thrashing in store tonight
Lying almost lifeless on the floor
Moving hardly from the pain
Never knew what life is for
Out casted from the rest
People cant help me, I'm too far broken
Quiting cuttings never coming
Resting in a shallow abyss
Sending signals of dying
Though my tears never coming
Under a great depression
Venturing in a mind state like never before
Why is my life like this?
Xtra questions never answered
Yearing for a new beginning
Zzzz... Finally an escape complete
Adolescent apparitions aquiring apathy.
Beaten bloody, broken, battered belligerently.
Crystal clear causes craving compassion consistantly.
Domimating demons drive desire diligently.
Even emitting echos escape everyones empathy.
Forgeting fatalities frantically follow fiends.
Generally generating graditude gracegully.
Halos hover hypcritical heads hypothetically.
Insolence, ignorance, imbecilic inconsistanties.
Judging juvenal jailbait joyusly, jokingly.
Killing kidness, kidnapping kidlike kings.
Losing leverage, life losing legability.
Man made mongrels, making me more menacingly.
Neurologic nights not needed normally.
Opposing open optimistic opportunities.
Picture perfect prizes, patronized pathetically
Queens quit quickly, quiting quite quietly.
Raging riots, rights read repeatedly
Strategically striking systematic serenity.
Tactical tarrifs terminated typically, thoroughly
Unread universes underestimated universally
Versatile villgers vacated vicously
World wide warfare, wrathful, who's winning?
X-negotiating
Zapping zillions zelously.
I'm tired of being compared
At least to others
Like i'm not good enough
Like I won't ever be
I'm tired of trying
At least right now
To be something i'm not
I'm tired of fighting
At least with adults
Because it's always my fault
I'm tired of struggling
At least with most things
Because it's not worth it
I'm tired of hurting
At least when I sleep
It's the only time I got to relax
I'm tired of quiting
At least against them
They think they know best
But they don't know me at all
I'm tired of everything
At least these days
Is isn't so worth it anymore
Because now im done
Anger fills my head like hot air in a balloon.
You piss me off with the stupid crap that you do.
Flirting, teasing, laughing in my face.
Playing with my emotions like a video game.
Do you not care that it hurts me?
Oh i forgot, you have no feelings.
Why do I put up with your bull?
Still lying, still decieving.
What am I to do with you?
With us?
I'm so sad now. and worried.
Is it me?
Or are my friends right?
I love you.
Don't mess this up.
We've worked so hard.
Why are you quiting?
I cry so much my head starts splitting.
I'm full of doubt,
Can we work this out?
Back and forth we go.
arguing, fighting, back to love again.
I'm tired of being confused.
I don't know what to do.
What is it I hold that brings you back?
What do you want from me?
These r my last few words
Im done with wrighting
These poetic words
So goodbye my fellow
Poetry soup friends
Its been fun now its my end
((Im quiting poetry soup and poetry as well it has been realy fun but i have been told i am no
good so goodbye poetrysoup goodbye))