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Jealous Eyes

They jealousy can only amount 
as far as their vision go
therefore, never let road blocks 
& obstacles stop you.
Your bound to fulfilling your 
dreams don't let opposite 
optimism stop you.
You feel the hatred in the vibe 
& taste the awkward irony, you 
can almost physically feel
Their spiritual negligence 
towards you.
Although your actions may not 
be so great, just make sure 
your ambition & notions are 
accurate.

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Actions Vs Words

Sometimes the heart does 
things with reason, that reason 
itself can't understand
Like taking possession of 
emotions that's past reach with 
bare hands

Actions show no remorse.
However people's actions show 
how much integrity they truly 
posses.
Actions can cause distance,
distance causes thoughts, 
Thoughts can generate tension 
that builds up in us, until finally 
it explodes.

Some act before we think
This is when laughter turns 
weak.
So laughing is just pain, one in 
which we can't escape.

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New Year Love

If there's anything I'd love to 
do in this New Year Day,
It'll be to kiss you until 
everything I ever endured 
escapes my train of thought.
If I had to explain how the 
thought of being in love with 
you makes me feel I'd be
Stuck in between reality & 
eternal love. Simply because 
the foreign way my heart beats 
for you
Is far beyond verbal 
explanation.

My beautiful girlfriend for the 
first time I'm not afraid to 
accept love
And love, love is indefinite for I 
could only imagine eternity 
with you.
You're my queen and my 
everything royal, You're my life 
I can't deny the fact that I 
adore you.

Sadly on a special day like this 
I can't accompany you 
physically but, my heart & my 
love will
Always be with you spiritually.
I'll love you forever even past 
the tears, You're my star baby 
Happy New Years.

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Days of My Life

These are the days of my life.
Where my generation is 
blinded by fraudulent 
misrepresentation,
And where many are fooled by 
foolish pride.
It brings a tear to ones eye to 
revolve around bestfriends and 
relatives whose hearts is fake.

Loyalty shouldn't but can be 
bought, and skeptical 
perspectives are inclined to 
misguide your potentials
Due to the fact that their 
failures amplify your 
progression.

Those who criticize shouldn't 
brake your spirits instead 
should solidify compelling you 
to epitomize what they lack in.
Nevertheless, embracing your 
youth and wisdom can lead to 
propelling your notions and 
reengineer them into triumph. 
Just as long as you persevere.

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Valentines Day

You're different, but in an 
elegant way
I mean we're not even 
together, but you still enlighten 
my day.
You fear of letting your heart 
ascend, 
 So to you, I'm just a 'kind of 
friend'.

Hopes of love for you are low,
But infinite smiles are headed 
towards you, that I know.

You think little of what makes 
you cry, 
You have little of what makes 
you cry, in happiness those 
content tears are often dry.
Maybe little but you have tried
So because of, your notions 
died.

Stubborn? Yes you are
Despite love's distance is never 
far,
In amidst neglecting you reside 
Because everyone worthy for 
you seem subpar.

You'd think Love's sun has lost 
its shine
And romantic songs has lost 
their rhyme
So even if this is the first time, 
I'll be glad to say
Smile beautifully Happy 
Valentines Day.

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Everyday

Everyday I walk in amidst the 
devotion I keep for you in my 
heart
Everyday I count the seconds 
that you and I share apart
Everyday I stare at the colors 
your love paints in my art 
Everyday I endure the pain 
that stings cause you're far 
Do you believe dreams come 
true?
I do!
See that's where our love 
comes through 
My inane past is a blur now 
that I have you
We will actually make it, our 
love won't die
Everyday I fight struggles but I 
keep you at my side 
Look a little deeper in my eyes
You know my fears
You'll see my tears 
You'll see the side of me you 
bring out and I can't hide

You make me weak yet strong 
You taught me right from 
wrong 
Nothing without you feels 
right, why must it feel this 
way? 
I feel surrounded by your 
touch as I think about you 
everyday 
I see myself beginning to smile 
now
For you I'm releasing all this 
love and emotions I had 
bottled up for a while 

So here I am
Dancing through the rain
Letting my pain wash away 
At first I couldn't believe this 
was the real me
I know this isn't something you 
could just find on a tree
I mean this feeling inside me
Letting it all go, letting it all 
come, Overall you picked me

Now every moment's eternal 
from this love we both share
You wonder how much I love 
you?
Past, Present, Future and 
Eternity is still not enough to 
compare.

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Curroption

Today I write this poem not to 
knock on your beliefs but to 
try and put morals on your 
feet, you see
In the face of all struggles we 
yet to see the day God will 
bless us and in the midst of his 
blessings provide us with 
accurate wisdom.
We're at war with eachother 
remaining strong by the hate 
within eachother maintaining 
love for eachother seems to be 
a challenge 
because we depend on hatred 
to fuel eachother.

We're living under shades so 
thorough that the sun itself 
can't penetrate.
We can't help but generate 
frail affections guiding into 
paths with no directions, need 
I say more?
We're present to a generation 
who don't understand the 
essence of value, and as of 
value we value those
Who reinstate pessimism into 
our views.

Our conscience can confuse us 
with lust and our will, simply 
because most are distracted by 
ignorance which prevents them 
to fulfill what they infatuate.

This I wrote to install balance 
to corrupted point of views, 
and to serve as inspiration for 
those who cherish their youth.
Ironically the funny ones are 
trying to clown you, Whatever 
it is you're struggling for I 
hope you know you could 
make it you're bound to.

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Young World

It's such a blessing how the 
young world it's still 
progressing 
The quality of life it's based on 
imagination
A vigor of emotions which has 
us stuck in amazement 

Youth. A state of mind with will 
of pure termination

Nobody grows old by living a 
number of years 
People grow old by executing 
certain ideals 

Wether you are thirteen or 
eighty three
There is in every beings heart 
the simple joy of wonder.
The childlike appetite of whats 
left to come next 

You are as old as your doubt,
As young as your interest,
As old as fear, 
Its all just a game of existence.

The undaunted challenges we 
prevail are all wired with the 
innermost core of how we feel.
Perhaps may be that life is 
wrought with fever and fraught 
with danger,

Our spirits unembodied by evils 
we've grown.
From man to the beauty of 
women and the power of earth, 
infinite courage
So long you are young.

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Over

Lack of communication leads to 
misinterpretation.
That's something this present 
generation deems to adjust to, 
because based on observation a 
lot of us tend to strive with 
limitations.

We want new ideas to serve as 
motivation,
We want motivation to serve as 
new ideas. 
Ironic isn't it? 

We care, we try, we love, we 
provide, and what's left? 
For most is mostly always 
taken, and execute no action.
I hear some thing's or someone 
who isn't talking and it's a 
deformity, like music with a 
distraction.

We create personas of 
imagined goals,
And built up pressure that 
builds a wall
Strong enough to withstand the 
truth but with reality and lies, it 
falls.

Don't overlook the ones you 
look over and go forward,
Don't overstep challenges but 
step over.

My oversight it's not to 
overwrite, 
I'm sometimes feeling overused 
or overwhelmed with plight.
Overturning the rules of the 
judgmental that say I'm 
simplistic  
They say my honesty is 
overbearing when I'm being 
overly optimistic.

Overlapping thoughts of 
success and oversexed teens
That overdose on drugs and get 
overly disrespected, 
And 'Over' is the word when the 
quest to be at your best is 
overly expected.

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Imagine

Imagine we all had our own 
little world to go into
Where lies aren't as loud, the 
truth isn't as quiet, and where 
we can forget all the pain we've 
been through.
Imagine instead of jealousy our 
eyes had love to see.
Imagine we were pushed by 
the affections we feel, as we 
found that somebody that 
defines perfection.

Ironically we fear negative 
transformations generated by 
love or an accurate imitation 
Why must it matter so much for 
us what foreign people 
suppose,
When they only critique what 
they lack in the most
Why when we witness a plight 
we fear shadows not knowing 
it'll lead us to light
Why do we surrender towards 
Hate provoking us to feel little 
when we should belittle those 
with misconceptions propelling 
our generation to believe in 
broken vows.

Imagine life was really what 
you want it to be
Where things and/or people 
were really what they seem, 
and not a bizarre image 
covered by spiritual smoke 
screens 
Just imagine you're the mirror 
to it all and they're just fearing 
your success because you're 
nearer to it.