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Nasheena Williams Poem
It takes to keep a peace of mind,
For patience is something learned throughout time.
I will say it's hard to remain patience, in a place where
everything planned seems to unwind.It is only one's
hope that society can release it's mind of anixeties held
captured in our minds,Patience seems so difficult to achieve
one might think it's easy to perceive.Yet you truly have to believe
you will accomplish this unacomplishable thing.Even though our patience,
is tried at every moment it is up to you to verify that you own it.
For patience in it true essence is hard to find,For us as a society to uptain it
we must redeem ourselves worthy of it's prime for we our blind,
to a peace of mind.Hopefully one day we can wake with little worries,
and take what is free and won't cost us a thing and that is patience.
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I feel as though I was born into a jungle not quite prepared for the wild. Sometimes
I ponder do I have to give into account for your sins. Somehow I think your early
departure clouded my judgement when it comes to my choices in men. I cant
pretend that I knew how your dying would affect me. It left me wondering if you
might've lived how different my life could have been. As I look in the mirror I get a
glimpse of your smile in my reflection. Why has it taken me years to try and
overcome my fears.No amount of glue can repair the permanent tear you left
imprinted in my heart. Why was I searching for you in them.Did it come from the
unoccupied space that was left after your death. You suffered while exhaling your
last breathe,Oh how I wept,Like you were that missing step I refused to take.Like a
solid punch to the chest,I know now God took you from me for the best.Still tears
wouldnt allow me to rest.I guess at the age of ten I took on a burden of looking for
my father,dad and he was dead.Oh how I wish I could re-write your life and re-edit
all the bad decisions you made,So maybe you've would have stayed. How did I pray
for the cancer to go away,yet it stole not only your health and but also your
soul.Thankfully God had more goals and for me write this chapter into life so I can
attain the goal of being a voice for more wounded souls.No longer yearning for your
arms to reassure me and console my world as a whole.Like a dove wings dipped in
gold,I have a story I just shared to rid me of feelings as the fatherless child,Grown
as a adult now,and no more blaming you,me! Just as a cage bird this poem has set
me free from all negativity!
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Who are you to lie to me,To take my feelings so lightly,
How come lying comes so naturally to you.Were did you acquire,
This profession!I'm no longer second-guessing what once was our love session.
You were more like a lesson in disguise to test my strength,wit,and sanity.
You are pathecially sad,Yet I try not to get mad,See im more then glad.
That you were a fad,not meant to be a trend.Why couldnt you comprehend.
Why was it so easy for you to run,not walk out my life,without giving me
notice.Is was this something I provoked you to feel that its okay,
To play with a person's heart,and lead me astray that you were going to stay.
You were suitable as a fantasy,Better yet a crush,There is no longer a rush,
I feel if the subject of us comes up.Now like the end to a tragic/love story
of a book.Im off to a write a new chapter were the characters in this book,
have the same denominator which love,respect,and loyalty is what they our after.
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-Can lead to many misconceptions, Of the perfect beings
-Why do we treat ourselves so mean? It isnt just me.
-Whom tend to cling to unrealistic things, That a body must
be without stretch marks,scars,blemishes,and cottage cheese.
-We arent pleased because some of us see these things,which our marks.
-That does not show a person's heart,our how intriguingly smart they are.
-To often we live through other's eyes to be what we see.
-Rather then accept our flaws,we conceal them instead!
-The media's job is to put these images in our head,that promotes false standards,
-we try to illuminate a sense of perfection,Far to many
of us get caught-up in the obsession to be flawless.We must
-learn to embrace our imperfection's and take pride of
-what we see in our reflection,Or we'll remain stuck
-in a jaded direction.True beauty comes from within and
-doesn't radiate based from the surface of our skin!
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A beautiful life-Cannot consist of only having materistic things,
Because a life with focused on attaining riches,Isn't to enrichening.
To live without the love,compassion,care that comes from interacting
with other human beings!Is like seeing a bird attempting to fly,
without it's wings. Some of us get pleasure from the simplest things.
What is the true definiton of a beautiful life?Is what makes life,
such a mystery is we all have the ability to dream.To see beyond,
our imagination and fancy our wildest dream.It can come from a high source,
That is unseen if the image isnt vivid,We all shine because of the light of being,
a human being. See we all have this power to fulfill and choose your own destiny.
If we believe it,there is no reason we shouldnt achieve a beautiful life.
To be aware we are prone to do wrong,Yet still have courage to fight,
for what is right.Even if it takes all of your might.In order to strive,
Don't just exist but to live a balanced life.We our the author who write
our storybook of life,A beautiful life is God's gift to us as the ultimate prize.
Until we as humans realize,just to be and exist,Does not mean you are
a loser.But a winner out to conquer the real victory while you are alive.
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God is in the sky!
How-come,why does he cry?
For the rain is his tears,and show's his sadness for humankind.
All the majestic wonders is in the sky,light,clouds,sunlight.
God is in the sky.
With the might from a lightening strike that flashes,
across the sky.The power of the thunder is God's voice,
roaring its presence for all to feel.
God is in the sky.
A tornado is his wrath when he is mad at the world,
for ignoring his greatness.
God is in the sky.
Then he comes to earth in form of the sea,ocean,
and morphs into a tsunami or and hurricane.
Sometime's leaving disaster behind to be,
and reminder of his presence even if it causes us pain.
God is in the sky.
And we must not forget that or take it in vain.
God is in the sky.
We have to one day realize this or we'll,
continue to be subject to nature's demise.
That the "Power"that be is God in the sky.
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