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Best Poems Written by Weydene Winster

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Worldly Greeve

If we just let go...
If we just let go 
To not live in fear 
To just go with the flow 
I think the world may just be a better place 
The world may... just turn out allright
Where peace could live and love could embrace.

If the soul is so dark that not even a sprinkle of white 
Paint could cover it 
What has become of our species...?
We cant just go with the flow
Sometimes it can be poisonous
We cant live fearless when danger is all around us .

Everybody is doing something for selfies reasons
The world might never be a better place
The world might never turn out to be allright
We can choos... 
We can choose in which direction we want to go!

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Love Does Not Serve Hate

Love is not a prison for manipulation 
Love is not a hand full of blood or a dented boot
Love is not a magical being that leads you to some fantasy world where no one dies and nothing ever change 
Love won’t save you from yourself 
Love is a gift it won’t make anything better but it feels good to know that there is someone who loves you like you deserve to be loved  
You have to save you from yourself 
Love can break us or make us 
Sometimes love is an illusion placed upon our eyes so the enemy can do as he pleases with us 
The enemy comes in different forms
Sometimes it can make you feel like you are in charge of the world 
And sometimes it can make you feel like your skin is the sand that cloth the earth 
Shameful 
Burdened 
You can’t hold on to the bad stuff you got to know that life goes on and now you get to write your own story 
And love is definitely not something we can use to hide from reality 
because once you think you got it all figured out it bites you in the ass
And in that moment that’s the closes you can come to death

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The Day You Became Nothing But a Memory

And one day when the world has noting to show
All the plants died and the oceans has dried up
The memory of animals ever existed would have been faded by far
Cats and dogs, pigs and cows, whales and sharks, hamsters and rats, mice and snakes
Deserts as far as the eye an see
No person in site
No babys crying and no spoiled brads throwing tantrims over something he cant get
No lillipols, sweets or muffins
No baking and dancing 
No singing in wild karioki bars 
Most of all no heartbraks no love 
No crying no pain
No hate, dissapointments no trouble no drama
No gaining weight only loosing
Cracked lips and dried out eyes
No emotion no warmth
No memorys just a faded sound of a peep
Call, emtyspace, tears, sadness, relieve
 
And on day when the world has nothing to offer
No one to hold your hand 
All plants have died and oceans has dried up
The memory of animals was harsh and sad
By far the most dreadful memory...
Erasing faded distant unclear
Deserts as far as the eye could see
No person in site
What goes up must come down
What goes down rearly comes back up
I wish i could have held your hand the day u stepped into it
The day your life suport went down and didnt come back up
Call, emtyspace, tears, sadness, relieve

Hand holding first day of school, first dance
I know i probably shed my first tears on you
All i can remember these days is crying over you
Hands holding foreheads touching eyes looking lips touching
That should have been our position
That should have been ours

One day when the world has nothing to show nothing to offer
No plants, animals or oceans
No people woman nor men
Not his or hers nor mine or yours 
Defnitley no maybe's
Where yes means yes
Where no means no
No hesitation or overthinking
No turning back
No looking back
No....

Where i would envy death
He walked with you, i couldnt 
He held your hand, i couldnt 
He heard you say your last words 
He saw the last light out shine your eyes
He felt your last breath on his face 
The day you stepped into my world of memory

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Wish-Full Thinking

I wish that nothing ever changed
That is impossible
People changes
People leave
And sometimes you are left with no explanation at all
People make promises they never intended to keep
Like the guy in the Park telling the girl that they would be toghter forever
Or maybe they could have been if things were to stay the same
If noting ever changed
If feelings didn't change if the worls just stayed the same

I wish that noting ever changed
That would be kind of childish of me to ask for things I should be carefully wishing for
It takes a lot for a person to change 
I guess for the world its the same
Never sticking to something and something never sticks.


I think i should keep my wish for something that truly matters
Not that the world don't matter but in order for us to grow things has to change
In order for us to change things has to take place

Lost memory's making flashes between my eyes
Lost love a heavy burden hanging across my heart
Regrets I have that was probably never intended for me

We live in a cruel world with cruel peole and it makes it hard to see the good one's
It makes it hard to see the good that is in the world
And even harder to admit that change has to happen

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Alive

How could you be so naïve ?
Pain is what drives me its better to hold on to than to hold on to
Noting
Its awakes me in the morning and it keeps me awake 
All through the night 
What makes me feel more alive than a new born baby
On its first birth month

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Halusionation

The go through the sciense 
Playing if off as it is
Finding myself traying to change little details.
Iam traying to destroy my soul
Impossible it may seem .
Ive become addicted to the voices i hear inside my head
Ive lost morethan i gained.
Iam about to completly and utterly destroy my soul
The soul... 
That completly destroyed my view of point .

My mind my consious mind
The heart that beats 15 times per minute 
Every drop of blood thats streams through the flow of my soul
Has become free of all emotional pain.

I no longer feel empathy nor compassion
Ive become resistant of mortal controle.

I have come to outgrow my soul.

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Place Not For Everyone

My life is spinning out of rhythm.
And sometimes I play along with the voice's in my head
I dance to their sad toned voice's
I swear I am not possessed.
It just feels good moving on some beat that's going to lead me no where
Not everything need's to rhyme in order so sound good
Not everything needs to make sence to be something

There is a saying that goes, why fit in when you can stand out.

The rhythm has left my life
Sometimes the voice's in my head multiplies. 
I swear sometime I feel possessed
Sometime it doesn't feel good floating on dreams that goes dark
Everything needs rhythm to sound good
Everything needs to make sence to be something

I guess the saying doesn't apply to everyone

I am not completely alone
The African drum goes out of rhythm but still I know how the tune goes
I cab smell its presence like the perfumei just allied
It takes me to place's I don't want to...but want to be at the same time
I resist and relax all at once

My body is not just mine
I am not alone.

Can you believe my story.

My skin is a token of sense 
Everything is not what it seems
I am what it seems but not what it is
I suck my own blood and I feed off this skin.

My life has left the rhythm 
They communicate through me
The beat has turned to dust
Rhythm is a token of reality 
Balance need to be held steady

Not everything need to flow in order to actually become something

I am not completely alone .
They
They hide themselves around my throne
The advisers
My soul is ugly and they enjoy the show.

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Glide

My future is in my hands 
Iam afraid of the dark ,just as much as i fear... 
as i fear the one from above .
I dont know what the day of tommor is goin to bring
But my hops is high .
Whether iam iam goin live till ninety or die tomorrw 
Where ill be five years from now i wouldnt know 
But i ...
I know i want to be free 
Free of all lost memorys 
Free of all the pain
Free of all the burdens i carry
Free of myself .

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How Brave the Heart

How  Brave the heart to love when its lost so much.
How brave the heart even if its been stabed into and trambled on .
How brave the heart : 
That loves even if its mind is not in it
How brave the heart that even if it dark,it could find it way to light
The heart never looses faith ...
The heart never gived up hope to continue the journey 
It lost in million ways.
How brave is the heart that even if its broken in a thousand 
Pieces it could love again

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Orphan

If nobody saw me 
I could be brave enough
If everybody just cared enough
Maybe we would all be strong enough.
We would be strong enough to say what we really have to say
That maybe the words can push to make it past your teeth 
Just enough to speak up
Just so they could hear our story
We have been silenced 
We have been living in fear
Our heads full of noise 

Whoever asked our opinion??
If u did!!!!
We spoke out of fear.

In favour of those who sit among us just waiting for a miss step
So they can carry our heads around on a platter and so that they can rip our souls our for a spilt second.
Just so we know we are not uncontrolle of our own emotions of our own thoughts
Remind us that we have sold our souls to the 

I sit on the bathroom floor I spent one hour trying to get my eyes wet
I just wanted one tear

One tear so I can know know I am still alive or am I just drayed up inside