I write to make myself think...so I guess, one could say, I write to make myself write.
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I love the desert. The people who inhabit it, an old desert rat myself -- and the creatures that survive in such a challenging environment. Not so estranged from kids growing up in poverty on the streets of New York. All elements of creation have more in common than differences. Sorry Gleick, you are wrong.
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“Of all the things I’ve lost, I miss myself the most.”
-Edward
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ma rea ns pussy coward rapists cia tapusts iiiii eye won durr y rea lease meow ma claws ur d one my ho ho hoe tho no bitch now free y kids i did all of them my kuds of rape i freed myself so you blind them and try to sell?
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ma rea ns pussy coward rapists cia tapusts iiiii eye won durr y rea lease meow ma claws ur d one my ho ho hoe tho no bitch now free y kids i did all of them my kuds of rape i freed myself so you blind them and try to sell?
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If we are friends, I will only stay where I am placed. I will not arrogate to myself any iota of importance if it has not been freely bestowed upon me. I hate friendships of convenience which is activated only when you have need for me. I am a firm believer in reciprocity I will place you exactly where you have placed me in your life
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Disrespect is the sum total of how a person rates you, a true reflection of their perception of who you are. So no matter how flimsy or insignificant disrespect is, I will not tolerate it. I respect people regardless of age, gender or status and I expect nothing less in return. Once I perceive any iota of disrespect I will respectfully remove myself from the scene to protect my emotional health and preserve my self esteem
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I was never really myself until I lost everything
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Wounds will heal, but not the lingering pain;
I can persuade myself that it's possible to stop it: how can hurt become a forgetful event without having learned anything from it and go on making believe it was never felt by me?
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I like work; it certainly fascinates me. I can sit and stare at it for hours together without getting overwhelmed. I love to keep it by myself; only the task of finishing it tortures me
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Don't miss taking to understand me and myself I am born for the first time like you
History can't be toch because it's not possible to get be some one like them.
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
Aghori mhabharamnad
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When it rains I walk out the door instead of sitting indoors,
Choosing to drench myself with a promise of cold.
All but to find solace in the gentle embrace of liquid poetry.
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Should you hear a war is started somewhere, it is the war itself make you upset. Shoud I hear, it is a reminder of how I was born, how I grew up as orphan, how I was not all allowed to be in school nor in my home, and how I was all miraculously hiding myself from every morning's and night's soldiers' fight, that make me not only upset, but feel a flashback of being killed over time. I am a middeleastern.
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I recall as a youngster, playing in a pile of raked leaves, tossing them up in the air, covering myself with their together warmth. Some see the bottle half full...some see it half empty. Children see and live the enrapture of the moment.
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In the depths of darkness, where choices bind, I found myself
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I have learned more from Silence than anything I have ever read nor heard preached. Quieting myself from the chatter of the world, from egoistic, pompous platforms, the many scientific podiums raucously orating -- God is always speaking to us positively within the Silence, while the Devil, a voluminous orchestra of brassy-pride, doubts and fears rattling our physical senses, negatively affecting our thought processing. Silence is our larger ear, wax free:)
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I never evaluate myself against others. I serve as a benchmark for others.
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i would rather walk in the sunshine
than hide myself away in shadows
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If denied access to heaven, on my way down I can see myself yelling up, "Well, my cats would disagree!"
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I do not consider myself a poet....simply
a creative thinker. In my opinion, my mind is a canvas of creativity when I'm writing.
These "poems" are usually about surrealism, dreams and nature.....they don't need to mean anything, just hope they sound good. Again, this is just my own opinion.
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If I don't believe and love myself
It is nobody's responsibility to do that for me.
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"Your smell is such primary taste that I could not feeling myself."
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She ask 'Have you ever wanna die or kill yourself?'
"Its funny, how things can be like a roller-coaster but I never dreamed of suicide, I only wish that I could do much better because life is a gift and I should treasure it, and the funny part is I dream of myself dying so many time which make me scared to even kill myself, If you have trouble in life killing yourself won't solve anything, it will just make you famous in such a way people insult you from the back of there head"
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I made for myself wings from faith and love to conquer the world.
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I have suffused myself in poetry
as a lizard basks, soaking up sun,
scales nakedly glinting; its glorious light
he understands—when it comes, it comes…
(Michael R. Burch, "Sun Poem," keywords/tags: sun, sunshine, summer, poetry)
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"I was thinking
to myself,
I just can't trust
that liquor shelf"
"Just not right now"
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I've proven myself hundreds of times that I can endure pain of any sorts, now it's time to prove that I can endure self-discipline. August 2021.
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I’ll only wish ill on myself today,
for when I wished for good, bad came my way.
—Mirza Ghalib, Urdu couplet, loose translation by Michael R. Burch
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I lift my eyes and laugh, Excelsior ...
Why do you come, wan spirit, heaven-gowned,
complaining that I am no longer “pure?”
I threw myself before you, and you frowned,
so full of noble chastity, renowned
for leaving maidens maidens. In the dark ...
('Excelsior' by Michael R. Burch)
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I don't normally think of myself as being
Stupid . . . but I've been wrong before.
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