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Tusuubira K.Gideon Goldenheartsgtk Poem
There is paint painted on him
It is a kind of paint that whose pigment can dust
And cause a different kind of stain on you
If and when;
You glide on him,
You lean on him,
And colide with him.
He keeps himself away because of that difference
So as to avoid such kind of confusion
"You treasure what's yours but again confuse it"
Eager to prove him wrong but will you believe him?
Give ears to listen to the different kind of story!
The story that makes his paint that way.
Will you distinguish and help him see
If there's that he doesn't see that he should
Yet you shouldn't always expect that
"There must be something you see that he does not"
The truth is You never know whether he looked further
Further than your eyes made there sight
"We are the same" but, "just made different"
Though even so
How much can you make up from those two statements
"We are the same" but, "just made different"
Or is it that he is the foolish one and,
Doesn't deserve to sit amongst you
Just because he has a different opinion.
Copyright © Tusuubira K.Gideon Goldenheartsgtk | Year Posted 2025
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Tusuubira K.Gideon Goldenheartsgtk Poem
There is paint painted on me
It is a kind of paint that whose pigment can dust
And cause a different kind of stain on you
If and when;
You glide on me,
You lean on me,
And colide with me.
I keep myself away because of that difference
So as to avoid such kind of confusion
"You treasure what's yours but again confuse it"
Eager to prove me wrong but will you believe me?
Give ears to listen to the different kind of story!
The story that makes my paint that way.
Will you distinguish and help me see
If there's that I don't see that I should
Yet you shouldn't always expect that
"There must be something you see that I do not"
The truth is You never know whether I looked further
Further than your eyes made there sight
"We are the same" but, "just made different"
Though even so
How much can you make up from those two statements
"We are the same" but, "just made different"
Or is it that I am the foolish one and,
Don't deserve to sit amongst you
Just because I have a different opinion.
Copyright © Tusuubira K.Gideon Goldenheartsgtk | Year Posted 2025
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Tusuubira K.Gideon Goldenheartsgtk Poem
Tell you something
Something funny in it itself because
It doesn't sound to make sense.
I intentionally keep around you because
Deep down inside something tells me
"Someday it's going to have to be me to save you"
And I just want to be around you until that day
That's why I stay
Even when you turn a blind eye on me
Even when I pretend to be silent
I still want to be there
Be there around you
Be it in the least possible ways that I can.
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Tusuubira K.Gideon Goldenheartsgtk Poem
"Why? Against you", says the boy
"No body
None of you ever
Taught me to love those things that I love
So
Questioning those things is deliberately my problem
Meaning I have also always had
To find the answers
To those questions
Myself
I love dancing
I love cooking
I love music
I love singing
I love playing football
I love going to school
I love being around the people I love
I love standing by the lake staring at the waves as I listen
I love standing on high grounds at evenings and watch the descending sun slowly drift away
I love standing outside, in the cold, at night, and gaze at a clear sky in silence
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When I was little, I followed everything
I started growing up
I Question everything"
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Tusuubira K.Gideon Goldenheartsgtk Poem
You see... the fact
Is not that nobody talks about the boy
Just like you
People don't talk about them like they should.
Those words are always just descriptive but
They don't need that.
They don't need to be described.
They need to be comforted, loved
And appreciated.
That's the way they deserve to be talked about
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Tusuubira K.Gideon Goldenheartsgtk Poem
He didn't choose to have it in the first place
Why would he be so mean to keep it.
Just like he got it
Someday he's gonna loose it
Just like he didn't choose to have it
Loosing it definitely won't be his choice
There's alot he doesn't know about it
So who is he to think he owns it all
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Tusuubira K.Gideon Goldenheartsgtk Poem
When the joy I had is gone
And the hope I had is lost
I'm afraid
I can not,×3 breath
When the traps within these walls
Leave me broken and afraid
Would you take my,
please take my,×2 hand
(Would you pull me,x2 out of this den)×2
I take sometime to think
About this world and everything
Who am I to be proud because I am better than somebody out there
Walk along the streets and see desperation
Hearts craving wealth over others
People taking inspiration from those who surfer
Going to school thinking about those who have failed
How many have been where I've been?
How many made it through and how far did they make it?
How many have made it this far?
Everybody in a rush hour to look after themselves
Kindness keeps fading every single day
Peace drifts to those who are weak
Not because they have a choice but are powerless
One's value deflects from the life he has and that she has
To things that only last for a blink of an eye
Corrupt minds disguise within images of what's left behind
The flesh tears us apart
But that's only one point of view
My restless mind stumbles upon those hopeless souls
Stepping stones for the wicked
Silent but in their eyes lies the pain
Lost with no one to find
Yet everyday keeps getting darker
Questioning the worth of all this
Why stand out
Hearts carved out of stone
Desire to create balance
Yet that's not how it all began
Now there's nobody to listen
They all just look away and pass by
Disgusted by what they see
And slowly by slowly that's how it goes
Darkness engulfs all little spark of faith that's left
The breaking point
And that's the least of what i fight every single day
What those goldenhearts out there keep fighting
To keep the little spark igniting
Though it gets tough sometimes
Knowing you have to make the same choice every single day
Understanding the only power which is truly yours
Is not just knowing what's right to do and what's wrong
But the ability to make the choice
Your own choice despite the darkness that surrounds
You could blow out your own candle Or keep it burning
But what ever you choose,
You always acknowledge every single consequence
With good reason because in spite of everything else
Fear is your greatest enemy
A misfit of judgement
As time goes on,
I always Expect the worst and so I'm prepared to face it
But as i do
I always hope for the best
Hoping my candle shall keep burning
And keep me going through the darkness.
I may not find a way out,
But i hope to find some peace.
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She once made a friend like no other
One she would unravel all her secrets and hard times altogether
Scribbled out in red, blue pen, black and sometimes pencil
It was a friend like no friend there ever was
Who used to catch those tears
Listen to every bit of emotion
And hearts desires bellow
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Tusuubira K.Gideon Goldenheartsgtk Poem
Those
days are gone
When anything makes
You Angry or sad ,stressed
You just cry
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Tusuubira K.Gideon Goldenheartsgtk Poem
We
Are
not
here
to compete
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