Have u ever sat by the window,
Watching the country life pass by.
It feels as though the time moves so slowly,
But yet too fast to live life truly.
Cars go past you the trees move backwards,
The numbers go on increasing yet the life ain't moving forward.
Spring and autumn pass by
But the cold winters still hover.
When will the time end stopping these miseries forever.
Lack of friends suddenly feels so heavy,
When there's no one to share your deepest fears with...
Paper does have more patience then people.
But the silence has started feeling wierd..
What is the difference between light and dark when both can destroy just as powerful?
How can angels and demons be the epitome of good and evil when both can kill just as cruel?
They say that every story has a protagonist and an antagonist, but my story only has me. Does that mean I am both?
If the devils were disguised as heroes, who were the heroes disguised as?
If I was a monster for expressing any emotions, how are you a goddess by hiding yours?
What is worse, the evil in the devil, or the devil who is evil?
If it is a sin to love something dark, why is it not a sin to love the flames of love itself?
These answers, I never knew,
For I was far too gone, to be me anymore.
It's ok to do your heart
It's ok to do your mind
It's ok to be you
It's ok to only hear you
It's ok to say your view
It's ok to be happy
It's ok to not to be victim of life
It's ok to trust you
It's ok to have hope
It's ok to believe in miracles
It's ok, your not alone
Great things happen in wierd thoughts and actions;
Don't forget to be wierd.
Had Heard Weird Story To Tell
We had heard a weird story to tell,
And decided to set for a short spell;
Rumor leak;
Reached peak;
Came crashing down on a carousel.
Jim Horn
Concrete jungles, mechanic life,
Work, earn, every day we strive!
Seizing me from the normal realms,
Away, you fly me to the valley of elms!
Weird gray sage,
Every time you amaze!
I’ve jumped from mountains top,
With wolves I've hopped!
Have leapt in the deep of sea,
What wondrous creatures you made me see!
Weird gray sage,
Every time you amaze!
You've jumbled the sequence of thought,
Swapped faces, of people of all sought!
Changed events of the stored days,
Switched lines of what people say!
Rehearsed and delivered my alternate speech,
At those moments I missed to speak!
Weird gray sage,
Every time you amaze!
Been a superhero with shield and sword,
Saved the world from evil bad lords!
With the known I've sung and danced,
My Heroic's gathered the world's applaud!
Weird gray sage,
Every time you amaze!
Hiding from the daily chores,
Sitting at the woven shores!
Shutting the real, to enter the maze,
Let's open a new page,
What's today to amaze!
She's acting really wierd now-a-days.
Now that there's a new man , everything is just upside down.
She's acting silly and nice , now that he's around by her side.
Hugs and kisses like it's valentines day.
Look deeply in each other's eyes , a shooting star passing by.
Traveling town to town like a business making money.
Eventually making phones calls, pretty laugh and gingling twice:
Long hour talk from day to night.
Fancy dress up with make-up everywhere.
Cooking delicious food and taste the flavour of it's goodness.
Making little bet's like choosing side for basketball.
Holding hands tightly together and cuddle each other before saying goodnight.
Going to beaches , watching the sun slowly set in the east.
Taking pictures while memories are making...
I'm telling you, "Love is in the air" , and who can change that ?
All I trusted was my instinct to fit in
Redirected my personal opinion just to fit in
How could I fit in? When I know there are unheard voices
Creeping the back of my brain scary noises
Well that’s weird
Am still a man with no beard
Small nigga never been fared
Lyrically illiterate
With a few lines and bars I try to be legitimate
Just plaining to be a million dollar rolling stone
Giving away my contacts to everyone
So that I can also get the chance to hang up the phone
That ain’t true
Killing bees at the bee heave that ain’t poo
I was never gangster but I can project the knowledge
Word
I wish I had never stumbled on the hidden site
Why should I be surprised that Satan has to fight,
People like this are crazy and vendictive all in one
And oh lucky me is on the recieving end of this fun,
The hateful blogs and posts that flash before you
Playing head games and choose to,
To make little hints in each blog
Most of the crap on that site looks like they have their head in a fog,
How do some just sit and blog what ever all day
Where does it get you after all that you say,
This wierd world that some live in just amazes me
To sit and type long blogs and stories and never see,
Just to sit in your room day after day isn't mentally right
Being that some always want to just fight.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2015
stomach feels so wierd when i hear your voice
damn its those butterflies again
same with when i feel your touch
or see you smile
smilin' bright as day
even when the clouds are gray
i giggle uncontrollably around you
i get nervous
why?
....because bay you are cute wit a capital
C-U-T-E
(lol i got bored =p)
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