Tag: poetry

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I obsessively worry about the day we finally meet in person. Will you be as beautiful as in the perfectly lit photos that accentuate your flawless skin? Will you see the recognition in my eyes as I pretend to meet you for the first time? Will you see the hours I’ve spent studying you and…

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Maisou by Victoriadeyemi   Trust me by Victoriadeyemi Thank you BayArt for the support! Please visit https://victoriadeyemi.wordpress.com/2017/09/01/home-aug-2017/ for the prequel to this piece. And visit https://victoriadeyemi.wordpress.com/ for more posts like this one. I run away from people who ask me to trust them, how could I trust a person when I can’t really trust myself? I cannot definitively…

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While we ran the backyards, the slow walk through the dandelions pollened by summer’s bees, we did think alone, the same way we, the same notions, we may have today, the same wonderment of the psychological nature, compels our being, causes our heart to swoon, allows for the time to stand still, we can all…

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When life begins we all depend on love A certain peace, a luxury above. All else that matters cries out loud to hear The blessed virtue of our calm so near. With heart and soul speak of tribulation For every breath gasp a solemn nation. The triggers of our psych’e common known Will always capture…

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It is when we want to cry, the sound will not come, its expanse, fills our lungs to capacity, short breaths, quiet realities, keeps us moving through a storm, taking a moment, a gasp, yet still there is a desire to find more, know a place we might settle in, get perspective, develop a plan,…

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The waves were splashing, throught the rocks Even they weren’t lonely… A human was watching, friend was playing the guitar Even at that time the feeling was lonely   The rocks was breaking small by small Eventually they got harm from the one they loved A human was thinking, the melody was tooking to another dimension Even…

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This is my song to the Neverland. A place were dreams and nightmares share the same diet plan. A little goes to black people, I guess we all just dumb fans. It’s easy to judge from a place of love but, man that’s kinda rough. Love is a luxury when you part of the minority,…

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When I was a child, crossing the street meant an afternoon, a forever setting, in a cloudless sky. It meant things attainable, like pebbles nearby a pond, we could jump in if we cared, smell like the seaweed and algae. – When I was a kid, the street no longer mattered, there were now tire…

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If while the world rotates, an axis always fluid, yet very much the same to the naked eye we stood alone for a time, would we fade into the soil, only regrading the vacancy of truth. – Perhaps I might still stand alone, though I’m thankful I can rely upon the eyes of her own…

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The sun rises but i am still awake  Because of you still thinkingWaiting you to decide Decide what you’re going to doDecide an hopeful dreamMy dream want it to became A real life experienceJust waiting to become realJust waiting to become a part of youWaiting just waitingWaiting like a puppy Waiting like a bookJust like…