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Strengthi sip from the treasure trove of memory,
an endless expanse of deeds and moments past,
some of a comely nature and others a bitter solitude,
despite this i walk on,
the sweat forcing my shirt to me,
"it takes courage to grow up and become who you are",
this is my courage,
this is my strength,
to walk on beside the troubled past,
and live for a future where i can smile and laugh

SmileI'm no rapper
No physical scrapper
I'm a spoken word poet
Trying to let you know it
I've got rhyming style
Making a minute last a mile
Just to see you smile
It might take some time
But it's worth my while
Unbend your spine
Relax and let go
Overtake the flow
Don't fidget, midget
Don't fall, tall
Don't cry, fly
Don't sorrow
Here comes tomorrow
Flying on the wings of yesterday
Didn't I say
Smile
Make this poem
Worth my while?

'Just Fun'Young girls; their heads are messed up.
Manipulated but you compensated
by getting dressed up.
You stare into the mirror
but you're never good enough?
Layers of cosmetics
but you still look rough?
A slave to fashion, you gave your passion
for a bit of popularity.
Feeling satisfaction?
Empty bottles are reality
releasing your 'insanity'
but you're sobering now
and you know of your fallacy.
Twelve to fifteen, nothing really changed.
Sacrificing femininity, potential down the drain...
As nasty as it sounds, you 'matured' into a wench
and while you carry on, girls like me pretend
that the world will be better in years to come.
But how will that h

who's sorry now?somehow
you said it'd be
different
somehow
the plans have changed

i don't wanna be
by myself
agonizing with cheap
whiskey
while you're out there

and who's sorry now?
with my last breath i say
damn you and all your affection
give me back my heart
i'll trade it for your soul

blue, white, grey and ironyit's ironic when i realize
you
used to be the boy who brought
colour
to my life when i lived a life of blues, whites and greys.

and now you're the only man
who brings me so low that i drowndrowndrown
for hours/days/even weeks, and can't come back up.

is it just my mistakes?
or is there more to this low..?

it's you i see
in that crooked half-grin
on a stranger's face.

it's you i hear
in the lyrics of those songs
i listen to.

it's you i see
in the way that friend
swaggers.
or the way he acts.

i adore his personality,
because i see
you.

but you refuse to see me.

Delusions and IllusionsDelusions and illusions
Are our best friends,
The only things we can retain
When we're left to fend
For others, for ourselves
For the good of all we have
To save ourselves from the abyss
Which will one day drive us mad.

Perception and deception
Are mortal enemies
In the battle for survival
As only one can breed
To keep us safe in our bubbles
In which we've grown to live
So showing one the truth
Is an act one can't forgive.

And in a sense, no innocence
Can stand the test of time
Even though we are immune
For most of our selfish lives
For even though we don't accept it
The truth is always there
So discard, once more,

My $.25Gumballs sliding over unadulterated glass
Passing and chunk chunk
Sound of more weird wisdom
Chewing on marbles lost
It's not the color you want anyway
Chunk chunk on you try
Three, five, seven sugary slipshod
Past an unflappable metal gate
It's not the mind you'd cry to

ElementsIce will freeze the river
Lava will cool the shadows
Ghosts will ride the winds
Storm will duel with thunder

Who will win,nobody knows
There could be a tie, would it matter though?
Each a special element
Insisting to fight
When the dust clears would earth be all right?

Natural elements can turn bad rather quick
Would we make it out safe?
How would this effect the world
All the elements dueling?

Would a winner be found
Or would there be none?
The elements are equally powerful
That much is true
If this fight ever happend
How would it effect you?

The Muted Muse - For Kai RavenAn eloquent mute of fantastic geekery
Thriving in the burg until further seekery,
Vegetating an illuminance in exclusive secrecy,

Hair that glows,
Lips like bows,
Eyes are closed,
Questions posed~

Mute,
Cute,
Brute,
Sunny

Not
Hot
But
Funny

"Dull"
Makes
Nose
Runny

Skin like gold
Cold like snow
Know the "no"
No means no.

Voiceless pantomime of glamorous vitality
"Sudden words lead on to sudden fatality"
Musing to inspire forgotten morality,
Peace, love, hope and immortality.

Darkness, Death, Destruction...
"Nevermore."

i want a hugwake up
my child
and smile
to this new world that's
coming 'round the corner

the way you speak
speak loudly
and clear
and hold my hands
close your eyes
surprise
it's the sunshine

things seem hard
sometimes
but the problem is
that we never had
the time to fix it
so we procrastinated
and waited
the moon shine

HeartI am not the monster
that goes bump
in the night.

I am not the monster
that is savage and
destroys the flesh.

No,

I am the monster
burdened with a heart
to rip myself part by part.

I am the monster
that self-destructs
cathartic, beautiful.

I am the monster
with a tongue
knotted in the throat,

by choice.

I am the monster
with faulty restraint,
a smile with shadows.

No,

I am not the monster
you claim I am,
ready to destroy you.

You are not
what my existence encompasses,
not my center.

My core is my heart
my gift
my fault.

I am the monster,
the man-made disaster
toxic to itself --

and You are
an unfortunate casualty,
nothing more,

Strongeryou are stronger then this,
i think to myself,
as i lay down my head to sleep,
i close my eyes and think happier thoughts,
and yet somehow the memories get to me,
the tears fall effortlessly down my face,
gently, stealthily sneaking from my eyes,
and transform into crystals,
they shine and sparkle in the light,
and whisk me swiftly off to sleep,
a gentle motherly voice whispers in my ear,
you are stronger then this

JealousyI am happy she is gone

Is that wrong, I don’t know

I’m not sure I still want you

But you are mine alone

temptationbut now
i don't
know
why i feel
so tired

i sat down on
the car
waiting you
to lead me
for a nice place
but you strangled
and beat me up

now all the hate
is burning
inside
and
i
don't
know
why i feel like
skinned alive

I'm notI'm not innocent, but instead fragmented,
Parts of a soul divided.
One part hopeful, drowned out by the rest,
And gloom fogging the mix.
I'm not calm. I'm voices screaming,
Shouting so loud that they all cancel each other's points.
I'm drawn, and hindered, and straining,
But mostly faded out.
I am two parts of a story told, cut short far before the conclusion.
I am the whisper of a thought begun
but interrupted.

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Got random thoughts in my head but nothing is worth speaking,
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Maybe Tomorrow

by ~MAGNIFIC3NT, Sep 30, 2010, 8:51:37 PM
Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Urban & Spoken Word

I seen you and all I wanted to do was say Hi,
But nothing came out as I just watched you pass me by,
I thought to myself I'll see you again,
And just maybe I can make you more than a friend,
But maybe tomorrow I would say what I mean,
I can say hi and bye with a little more words in between,
But who knows what tomorrow might bring,
Maybe I'll be a break dancer and learn how to sing,
Or what could happen is the meaning of those words would change,
Hi can mean cheese corn and bye can mean derange,
And the change of those two words would be too much to bear,
Like if I wasn't tall and didn't have this luxurious hair,
And as everyday passes I think about the next,
Maybe so much I form a complex,
But to me tomorrow is more than just a dream,
Because maybe it's the day where I tell you exactly what I mean

Maybe Tomorrowby ~MAGNIFIC3NT

Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Urban & Spoken Word

©2010-2013 ~MAGNIFIC3NT

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~Kaiba-Girl-Maliko Oct 2, 2010 Hobbyist Digital Artist

Wooow. Awesome. And pretty sad...

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~MAGNIFIC3NT Oct 3, 2010 Student

Thanks i try to make them all awesome

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