More Poems

Anger boils over his eyes,
Baring nothing but bloodshot corneas,
Leaving a trail of hatred in the hearts of others.

Love seeps from her lips,
Covered in various colors and taste of Christian Dior glossy,
Marking it's territory upon his coarse skin,on the nuckle of his hard working hands.

Lust spued from her auroa,
Drapped in a silk Robe,which sheild her natral glow,
Imprinting forver in his memory,bearing internal meaning.

Beauty curse his vision of love,
Sheilding his naive eyes with woo viels,
Discarding his true psyche,straying him away from the missing piece.

Sadness filled his chest,creating weight on his heart,
Stuffing his mouth with invisible cotton,
Making him speechless and cellaphane to his wife and her new love.

Safety flees her mind,while her thoughts tear down the walls,
Exposing the heart wrenching truths ,that she hid from herself subconciously.
Trapping her in the mind of a maniac.

Setting

I remember when I was younger, maybe,kindergarten or first grade , I got my first night light .It was aqua blue with different types of fish drawn on the notation screen . The first time I used it , I invited my friend Sarah over to test it out. The night lamp project large large fish and wave shapes throughout my room. They swam on every surface in my room. Eventually, the light shorted out,I grew out of my fear for darkness and I moved on. I really appreciated how my mother was and is my advocate. My mother and father supported my fears and had always come to my rescue when "ghouls attacked."I'm honored and blessed with amazing parents; I'll never forget,that aqua blue night lamp that projected fish and waves on every surface in my room.

Quick Poem

Head to the constellations ,
Lost in my own concentration,
What do I want?
What do I need?
Forget what I need..I'm consumed in greed.
Step over the dudes who adore me,
Stability bores me,
He ignored me,
I wonder why,
Hmmm condescending,
Uhh contradicting,
Restricting,
Enticing,
Surprising,
Me and Him..vibbing?
Mmm I'm winning,
Sexy lips grinning,
Facades fading,
Do you know me,the real me.

Personal Stuffs

My eyes slowly opened to the distinct sound of glass crashing.My brother was woken up from the same sound.We both approached the living room,where you could hear a faint cry and pant.There was my mother,with blood seeping from her small flesh wounds.She held a knife in one hand,she had obviously grabbed from the kitchen and made a signal for me and my brother to yield in the hallway with the other.She yelled out to my brother saying something I couldnt make out.I was completely stuck.My brother pulled me back and called my aunt.She arrived promptly,just as the police did.We packed our bags and headed off,never to see my mother again for a long period of time.Later raised in a single parent home,watching my mother struggle with two children,and an previously abusive husband, I learned the true meaning of self worth.Due to the previous attack and the divorce between my mother and father,I was forced to relocate.I began attending Frank D. Parent Elementary School weeks later,while my brother remained at his previous middle school.The first day I arrived alone.My mother,being a single parent ,worked constantly throughtout the day.Here I was,a linky 7 year old,alone on the first day of school.Children chuckled and talked with their parents,while I sat alone in the back.From this moment on,I knew I wouldnt fit in.I went from outspoken,charismatic and friendly to timid,depressed and discouraged.My grades sunk to an all time low,and I struggled with committing to my academics.Every subject grade I once excelled in got worse,just as my self confidence did. It wasnt until seventh grade that i realized that education was the essential key to my success in life. it all dawned on me after meeting a teacher named Mr. Mackey.  Due to the poor decision of being disruptive in class i was given detention and was forced to stay after.During my confinment he gave me constructive criticism which allowed to confide in him. it was the first time in many years that I actually felt that someone cared.  Mr. Mackey offered me tutoring to help me catch up in the rest of my classes and from then on my work habbits showed a dramatic improvement in all areas of learning. by the end of second semester my grade point average went from a 2.1 to a miraculous 3.4. After achieving such level of improvement I was reccommended to the national honors society. Thanks to some words of encouragment and using those words to help better myself I gained self worth and the tools needed to improve my over all personal issues that I had struggled with from the past. this experience taught me that you can accomplish anything through self confidence and understanding.

Poems

Anger boils over in his eyes,
Baring nothing but bloodshot corneas,
Leaving a trail of hatred in the hearts of others.

Love seeps from her lips,
Covered in various shades and taste of Christian Dior gloss,
Marking its territory upon his coarse skin,on the knuckle of his hard working hands.

Lust spewed from her Aura,
Draped in a silk robe,which shield her natural glow,
Imprinting forever in his memory,bearing internal meaning.

Beauty cursed his vision of love,
Shielding his naive eye with wool veils,
Discarding his true psyche,straying him away from the missing piece.

Sadness filled his chest,creating weight upon his heart,
Stuffing his mouth with invisible cotton,
Making him speechless, and cellophane to his wife and her new lover.

Safety flees her mind,while her thoughts tear down the walls,
Exposing the heart wrenching truths that she hid subconsciously,
Trapping her in the mind of a maniac.

Outdoor Living

  Outdoor living is for a specific kind of person.Many interesting things come to mind when thinking of outdoor living.Fresh air,majestic views and an overall natual feng shui.Though outdoor living personally sounds interesting to me,most people arent accustomed to living in such manual environments.To a person living in a modern city appartment,outdoor living can be seen as an nuisance.Outdoor living requires high patience,and natural understanding.
   Cities are the opposite of basic outdoor living. Cities are crowded and shallow persay . Smog kills the naural air along with light pollution.In my opinion cities lack creative,do to the exciting but farely convention entertainment options available.While outdoor living is seen as a bore,the opportunities are capricious and exciting. No night is predictable outdoors due to the phenomenon of nature,organisms and life itself.
  Appartments are another way of constricting the average joe.Appartments have assigned rooms compared to outdoor living which constantly changes.Not only is it mentally challenging,it provides an amazing reel of experiences.
   Outdoor living is much more healthier on our bodies also.The fresh air and greenery contribute to clean lungs.The average city appartment dweller may despise the ever changing stability of the outdoors but it is honestly much more beneficial.The natural nutrients aids our psyche,relieving stress,and creating understanding.
    Overall people residing in large cities don't exactly agree with outdoor dwelling,but could learn alot from it.The experience could change many lives,in my opinion.
   

"My Journey on a Pirate Ship"

Write a story titled,"My Journey on a Pirate Ship."You and your friends can star in the story.

Once upon a time,there were 5 mighty pirates on a shabby ship sailing across the big blue.A flag bearing OD$ waved from the highest point of the sail. The ship was old yet detailed,and very swift. The pirates were in the captain quarters , preparing for the storm vastly approaching. Tension filled the room ,when one of the pirates spoke on the unspeakable. "Last comrades,tonight withholds the breeze of death.The OD$ amour has has served us well ,but it is uncanny. Soon she will fall,and by soon,I mean tonight," whispered Bre,the head deck watch. "Never,your foolery is mistaking.Nothing fails in my grasp,"yelled Woop,the ships artillery expert. She slammed her glass down,spilling whiskey on to the map."You belligerent.You damn useless drunk.With all due respect,this isn't your ship,it is mine.Besides,you couldn't lead a horse"gloated Talor,who in which indeed run the ship. Her snooty way of control was unbearable.Her eyes scanned everyone in the room until they locked,connecting with mine.She grinned."Chavonne.Clean up this mess,"showboating to everyone in the room with one glance.I lifted my head,just as a tear rolled down my cheek,"Dammit,what don't you understand?We're sitting ducks,when the storm arrives we might as well wak the plank,"i said with desperation in my voice."What do you think this is?Entertainment?!Stop your over exaggerated plea for attention.Trust me,we'll be fine,I know what I'm doing,and I am always right,"interrupted Chas,the sassiest pirate of us all.She had been the decision maker alongside Talor for years.In anger I left,heading outside to see the progress of the storm. Through the thick mist,I discovered a ship with two figures waving arms in distress.

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To be continued,