There are no adults here..
Only confused kids.
Children under the delusion that they know what they're doing.
Youngsters playing make-believe in a world they perceive so solidly.
Every one a narrator, a role-player. Everyone..
Leads in our own stories.
Every thing we can imagine, we can be. Everything we are we imagine..
What creations we can dream!
One great, big game of mummies and daddies, shop keepers, teachers,
cops and robbers, mad scientists, inventors, doctors and nurses, and animal healers,
heroes and villains, and rulers, and rock stars,
warriors,
adventurers,
gourmet mud pie makers;
'anybody I think would be more interesting, more loveable, better than the "real" me'...
A bit of looking, some basic understanding of psychology, and a whole lot of gut-wrenching honesty is required to see that humanity is full of toddlers through tweens:
most of us are prepubescent, so few ever reach mere adolescence.
Billions of babes, tots, small fry, minors, juveniles, and youths.
A whole world bumbling with infants!
Littleuns, in our innocence, taking ourselves so seriously..
In a way, it's kind of tragic.
In a way it's kind of sweet..
Categories:
role player, children, humanity, innocence, people,
Form: Free verse
But I walk along.
Forte to my cause.
A fort of strength…
Militarily built -
Therefore, must be militarily defeated.
Many say I am a buyout -
Too much intelligence to decipher.
No lack of esteem that can be embraced maybe a confrontation to face.
Personification of knowledge is an individual’s acumen ginned.
Gen by a rite of passage to quest for greater things.
Malachia is her name.
Anyone that desires the sanity of righteousness is a reformer.
A trial and purpose they have formed.
Strong suited to develop structure.
Strong points are shared prolifically.
A talent acquisitionist carries the scrolls.
A role player and leader at the podium.
Mississippi born and a Mississippian raised…
Acumen gins - informed by knowledge nowadays.
But I walk along.
Forte to the cause.
A fort of strength growing stronger!
Military built –
Thus, never militarily defeated.
Only a buyout prevails –
Cipher cannot be unconcealed or revealed.
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Written April 1, 2016!
Categories:
role player, adventure, america, appreciation, autumn,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Think you can replace me? Well your wrong, I am one of a kind, and you wont find another chick like me.
I am strong, soft, caring, loving and cold. Stab me in the back and I'll stab yours, don't mess with me, and I wont you.
I'm a biker, stoner, absolute nerd, role player, cook, and a few more in between.
I'm a book worm, gamer, total T.V. Watcher, and that's just to name a few.
I'm a sister, niece, daughter and mother, and I've seen some stuff too..
My life has been filled with heartache, sorrow and joy, Kids, Bullies, friends and more.
Crushes, love, broken promises, shattered hearts, and that's just to start.
Beat, broken, lost and scared, crazy, maned, terrified, and hospitalized.
I learned to speak my real name, see myself for who I really am...
A strong, caring, broken, lost, nerd, stoner,biker, role player, reader, cook, writer, poet, happy, scared, lonely, girl, woman, chick, wiccan, loved, hated, and unique person, anyone could ever meet.
Categories:
role player, courage,
Form: Light Verse
Positive mind – Zamreen Zarook
Minds are of various type,
Most are solely stereotype,
Positive once are always phenotype,
But being neutral also not a prototype.
Mind become as the main role player,
It is our biggest annoyer,
No doubt, it’s our great betrayer,
Understanding this makes an extra ordinary player.
Wrong assumptions inculcate due to this sight,
People don't know its height and weight,
Misunderstandings and crushes are as light,
Our negative eye was our sky light.
A boy goes to wine store,
Controlling the mind out of deplore,
Make our mind say “He went for a cash change” and it was his core,
It’s our time to change our folk lore.
Categories:
role player, betrayal, courage, drink, faith,
Form: Rhyme