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Travis Klein Poem
Je t’aime
I met this French Girl
And I said to her, je t’aime
I met this German Girl
And l said to her, ich liebe dich
I met this Italian Girl
And I said to her, tia amo
I met this Malay Girl
And I said to her, aku cinta padamu
I met this Korean Girl
And I said to her, sa rang hae yo
I met this Thai Girl
And I said to her, chan rak khun
I may know how
to “This” In many Languages
But I am only
Saying that “I Love You”.
Travis “Ceijaeh” Klelin
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Travis Klein Poem
Chanel #5
She was immersed in a shallow
Dialogue with the guy—next—door.
A distant conversation,
Mingling with his heart, his senses.
Her “fake” pheromones
Brought him in to an all new ecstasy.
This brings us to the synopsis,
About the pheromone phenomenon.
Deceit and lies barbed her
Surreptitious, razor- edged tongue.
Told in dissembled words,
Concealed only by many falsifications.
Her fragrance brought
On intrigue as of a sweet libation.
Leading for a possible
Affinity that was from the start.
She breaths life in to him,
As they allocate their yet lone salivas’.
Life was better with her,
He cannot live as well without her.
She is the girl of his dreams,
Every night, still in his unwaking dreams.
Oh, Chanel seems
To still turn quite a few heads.
Travis “Ceijaeh” Klein
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Closed Wide
Eyes closed wide
In a dream on the other side,
Open to the imagined
Things that are crazy and so tangent,
Night comes at last
Shut eye is now a thing of the past,
Darkness long fell
But sleep is a longer story to tell,
Been nights and nights
My body doesn’t seize to the fight,
My mind says yes
But my body is put to the test,
Tonight or maybe AM
Mind and body will slow— both of ‘em
Together they will combine
Soon rest will come to pass and come in line.
Travis “Ceijaeh” Klein
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The Big Race
The 3200-meter runner started preparing for the “Big Race”
He stretched in his lane getting ready both phsycially and psychologically
He apprehensively took a stance, waiting for the starting gun
As the Ref said the words, “Ready, Set, Go.”
The gun explosively went off and so did the race
The Runners sped around the first curve like there was no tomorrow
He worked his way up and through the front of the pack
He accelerated, overtaking the pack, and stayed ahead
With only one lap left, he sprinted his hardest
He crossed the Finishline and WON that shiny
Gold Medal he had worked so hard for . . . . . . .
Travis “Ceijaeh” Klein
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Travis Klein Poem
The Shellfish
The Selfish Shellfish
Had a pearl inside of its own,
One day he thought to himself,
“Why can’t I have more pearls to myself”,
So he went on a
Search for even more pearls,
“Looks like my
Neighbor is now sleeping”,
He knocked on
The Shell, “Anyone There”,
The other Shell
Awoke is a somber tone,
“You want my pearl,
Well climb on in and get it”,
The Selfish Shellfish
Did and, then the Larger Shell went, Ah— Glup.
Travis “Ceijaeh” Klein
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Stranger in Our Mist
Stranger in our mist
Who is he who is strong with a fist
He charges with an unheard goal
That is surely to take many souls
On this bold, nonconformist quest
Trying with determination, his best
Like a centurion going to battle
His enemies he does try to rattle
No need for iron or steel this night
For he already knows he will the fight
Strongly equipped within the mind
Others are bound by what they find
In the cranium
That will drain ‘em
What keeps his strength
For such a immensive length.
Travis “Ceijaeh” Klein
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Hidden Inside
The true person hidden inside
holds your innate surreptious inner-most feelings,
Your veracious thoughts and emotions
that you would never even tell a single living soul,
Even possessing those things you
wouldn’t even tell the best of your friends,
Your hopes, your goals, your ambitions,
and your interests no one may ever know about,
Reveal the true person hidden deep inside,
crack open your shell and let your emotions be set free.
Travis “Ceijaeh” Klein
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Spinner
Spinner, Spinner, What’s
for dinner ?! The big picture, seems
now richer. Famine to feast, from more than you need to the least. Life gives you twists and turns,
in everything we must learn. Day or night, time is not
always right. Bring always your best, for we will be put
to the test. Blanket of the dark, brought with all its quarks.
During this dear life, we must deal with the strife. Like a
drum they so dance, all the fellers do prance. Sometimes
we get stuck in situations, but we are not quite done.Life
does not always go our way, but release sees us
this day. The butterfly carefully does
rattle, fighting to get out of this . . .
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Dawn’s Morn
She burns of
scorching Reds and Oranges,
Set on fire as
She rises early every morn,
From pitch
black to morningious colors,
She rises from
the morn’s yet still valley,
Showing Her presence,
melting the cold dew of the night air,
Breaking the ice
of Winter’s vast rays of light,
Rising from the bellows
of the essence of dear womanhood,
Bringing new life,
seeing in the day Her old self,
She brings hope to all,
She is fire and She brings change,
Wake up, Wake up,
the sunrise has unwillingly called,
She is dawn in
the Golden Hour of the morn,
Dawn is here, after
the long, long past dark night.
Travis “Ceijaeh” Klein
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Mask
We all have our ups and downs,
Sometimes we smile, sometimes we frown,
Here’s the story,
We all have our doubts and worries,
May never have an wonderful day,
While others are carefree, jest, and play,
Lots of people try to be cool,
The others always abide by the rules,
Many seek to have fun,
The dregs may have none,
Some may be shy,
But that’s how they get by,
People get a high by way of all sorts,
Several like to play sports,
Some abuse drugs,
While some became thugs,
Several pray to above,
While others get by on love,
Numbers express feelings while they sing,
Others hafta control everything,
Few actually slam dunk,
Some dress like punks,
Some are just plain wild,
While some are still flower childs,
Every day we are put to the test,
To be our very best,
We must all act in our own way,
Ever single day,
With the company of others,
We must all stick together,
Tell me why it is strictly forbidden to ask,
Why we all personify such a deceptive mask.
Travis “Ceijaeh” Klein
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