Poetry

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Thursday, August 17, 2017

How I Have Chosen To Live

 
 
The environment we grow up in determines the extent we will go for pleasure and the risk we will take for having a personal pleasure story.

Life is all about having a story, life is not for living towards death.
 
You are not to spend the rest of your time on earth denying yourself all the pleasures there are because you are trying to please a society that is unaware of you.

We think to highly of ourselves sometimes, believing the world cares what we do, who we do it with and where we are.
 
We think we are so important that if we step out of “LINE” and do something the society we live in frowns on we are doomed.
 
Sorry to tell you this, you are not that important and society does not care what you do, who you are doing it with and where it is being done.
 
Never make your personal life a public fun fair, nobody needs to know what you are up to.
 
You need to make sure your life is filled with enough laughable regrets (not sorrowful regrets, there is a difference) that when you sit back and remember you smile to yourself.

Let it be that when you reminisce on your life, it will be a personal joke between you and you, stop caring what society will think, you are not that important.
 
 
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Sunday, August 13, 2017

Drowning



There's nothing left to hope, not another
Each seed is there rotting to a different color
Then from the window I saw and felt so light
Lighter than the bud could get me or the bottle that was empty
The sight of you had me cramped until I walked up and said hi

Each night was me and you remember
I could watch and listen to you be, forever
Then one day life came and made me an offer
One to which I refused, as no dawn or dream is worth being without you

Remember each day we count down to the day we get made
I never felt so good
Recall each May, we celebrate the day we began this thing called me and you
Now it's getting late and only beeps are left to stay
I'm back to the rotting hopes on the shelf

I'm reaching wide to grab a good tomorrow
hoping that hope will spare me the sorrow
The flight I felt when with you, cannot be drowned by the buds and drinks

I'm starting to see there's no turning back
They want to end the beeps and put your heart in a bag
Now it will beat in the chest of another, it is time I say goodbye to my lover

But can you hear my voice and recall the days we have spent, each time
The dancing in the fields and the bad lyrics we filled each night sky
The jumping and the pool, the walks with the moon
How can I get through life with no you

I'm joining you on this climb to forever, it will be you and I
There's no point waiting for the rainbow after the rain has stopped its yawn
We were meant to be forever and we are going to be together
I'm taking this leap knowing I can't swim, it will not be long

With this leap I have made, I stare in amaze as I sink with no struggle
Getting closer to you by each bubble I see a light... deep in the hustle
It is you with your smile, in yours I will drown. What a pretty sight to end this struggle.