I will grow higher…
I will grow stronger…
My life with be brighter..
My life will be sounder..
My hopes resemble reason.
Don’t let me flounder.
Soon I’ll look up.
The world will be beautiful.
My thoughts will be shaken…
My will will be weakened…
All will feel against me..
Nobody will guide me..
But I’ll be my own guide.
I’ll stand by my own side.
Watch me grow [...]
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Society nurtures their young and guides them into a set of values that are acceptable. Values and beliefs that are allowed and are surely “the right thing”. Society does a job to shelter from outside influence, its members protecting each other from the “danger” of exploration and thought. At a glance, society seems wonderful. Stable. [...]
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Shallow words
Can’t escape my chest
They have nowhere to go
Open doors
Remain locked
Keeping me out
Risen Gates
I dare not enter
For fear they will fall
Hollow rooms
Imprison me
From my true desires
Heavy chains
Weigh me down
Locked onto myself
Flowing water
I dare not stray
For fear I will be washed away
Rising steps
I cannot climb
My strength for now eludes me
To the sky
I dare not look
There’s nothing [...]
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This cage will never hold me
Only let me plan escape
The room they have allowed me
Is a fatal mistake
For within it I can grow
Stronger than before
So when they do release me
The beast is to fear that much more
But fortune’s in their favor
For I’m a timid soul
And though my rage exists
It’s under my control
But beware
Do not provoke
This [...]
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Do you ever had those odd thoughts that just seem to interest you, but are completely and utterly pointless? This is one those poems. I imagined droplets falling into water in darkness. That spawned this train of thought. There was no imagination during the writing, aside from how the words sounded. …oh, and I was [...]
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My thoughts I place here
in such a form
that I hope it captures more
than a normal write.
I hope the rhythm
will capture the grace
or impurity of my mind.
I hope the form
will demonstrate the order of my thoughts.
I hope the words
will reproduce my feeling.
But most of all
I hope you can read my handwriting.Share/Bookmark
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Some may call me crazy
Some may call me wise
Some may look down on me
Some may look up high
Some may make me suffer
Some may help me heal
Some may show me hatred
Some may show me truth
Some may crush my efforts
Some may give me aid
Some may give me nightmares
Some may give me dreams
Some may laugh
Some may cry
Some may [...]
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