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Something i wrote last night,

 

Posting Wars of Minds

And you tell me it'll all be fine

But the grime of the world makes me see what's not mine

And then i try, try to worship the sublime

But all the time

My hourly sins are my crime

And the whispers of the soul chimes

Making music of the creations play

And i am cray

Because hearts can only pray

When weakness is consumed my inner being and outer just clay

Happy clay, sad clay, mean clay

And then i seek for gardens which rivers flow

And that glow

And i Know

I know....I cannot show

The deeds which hold me back

Making my steps slow

Towards you

I only see you

And i am lost,my words reach it's end point. Done.

So, you post wars if minds?

 

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Something I wrote really quick now. Out of the need to write.

 

The blind see more than we do.

 

What can we say to the innocent
children who have lost their world?
As their sight becomes engulfed
in a shadow
of what it used to be.

What can we say to the children
who have their sight and live for
no-one but themselves? 

It is the blind who see beyond,
it is the deaf who hear past words. 
it is the mute who speak volumes.

And it is we, who cannot see,
who cannot speak-
who cannot hear what is right,
as we are moving further from
the light. 

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On 9/13/2013 at 8:29 PM, Rua said:

^ I remember that poem very well from high school.

Precisely why I'm not fond of that poem. 

This thread is dead. Haz let's post more poetry. 

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"cruel mothers are still mothers. They make us wars. They make us revolution. They teach us the truth. early. Mothers are humans who sometimes give birth to their pain. Instead of children." - hate.  By Nayirrah Waheed. I had to edit her poetry because it has no grammar. But it's her style so I would keep it the way it is.

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2 hours ago, Breeze said:

"cruel mothers are still mothers. They make us wars. They make us revolution. They teach us the truth. early. Mothers are humans who sometimes give birth to their pain. Instead of children." - hate.  By Nayirrah Waheed. I had to edit her poetry because it has no grammar. But it's her style so I would keep it the way it is.

do u hav issues with ur mum

 

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39 minutes ago, superman said:

do u hav issues with ur mum

 

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I didn't write that. I think everyone would have an issue with their mother or father if she/he wasn't very logical or understanding.

But having said that, maybe what bothers us about people is something we need to work on ourselves like independence.

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This is the second part of a poem that I posted on my website. It's called cultural myths.

Dear Eldest Aunt,

There was a time when you didn't

have prying eyes, wasn't there?

A time when you kept my picture

and my poetry on your wall.

I called you, to ask you how I

could keep away from predators

in the night. And all you had to say

was that, "you know what happens

to girls that do wrong. They are

killed."

And I laughed at you,

not because I didn’t feel hurt

but that I thought you were able

to love me the same way.

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39 minutes ago, superman said:

can i see ur website 

I will see. And yea but I just need time to figure out stuff as I'm going through hard times. 

Saw this lovely story poem: 

"She attends because it deepens her faith – the words, the music. She attends because as a little girl, her parents took her to Sunday school, and the momentum has sustained. She believes because the evil in this world must be combatted by something bigger – an entity better and more loving. So, with eyes closed, she chooses to pray.

Her faith sustains her, keeps peace present during dark times. Yet, some people … They attend beside her. They sing, they pledge, they join in fellowship hour. But, they are the reason she has one foot in and one foot out the door."

 

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