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I think, therefore I am.
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All in Art of Poetry
Silences, Silenced was a thought that somehow came to be me writing this without my knowledge of ever writing it until the ending. Weird huh? Yeah, how do you think I feel after writing this and then waking up to consciousness?
My cat, Mischief, was just the coolest cat you’d ever want to meet! We become comfortable with each other, our relationship, and our living quarters. So full of vim and vigor, so robust, playful he was. I'll sure miss, my Lil' Buddy, for sure. Sheesh, Mischief, was a beastly black cat, that weighed, twenty-five lbs! Come on…
This poem, I Am Legend, is intriguing writing. I stood on the edge of the universe and watched time, moments of memories, from a time already passed. Then watched time in a time I knew nothing about.
This poem was written for my cat in dedication of his life that he lost the battle. He had a stroke and I couldn’t let him suffer. All though, I wanted answers and left him overnight at the vets. Following day, July 1st, Mischief Lotus passed away, he’s free.
The author has captured his side of what love at home means to him and holds so profoundly to his values. Nonetheless, he has been through a traumatizing experience with his family, which he feels he had failed with not being able to protect them from such harm and is on this journey of forgiving himself. So come, and read what he holds as values, morals, and virtues as his quest continues for forgiveness for himself.
Wow, me pleasuring my sorrow? This is hard to learn to do, but it is possible. I am proof anyway. I can be a stinker, but it isn't healthy! I am tho, pro mental health and encourage people to support mental health.
I wrote this piece the other day, and who knows, it may just replace the original one day? I love to bless people, but for awhile there, I kind of stood back and waited. I watched for a bit and I already knew outcome. But, some people just don’t or aren’t people of blessings. Anyhow, come on in, read it with your own eyes.
This is something different from the normal I usually write. But, it's me, I believe, and sometimes, you just got to do what you need to do. You need to listen with your heart; your ears will deceive you. Learning to see with your heart gives you abilities you never thought you had seen with your heart. That brings a whole new perspective to "Life's Lessons, Life's Hacks."
These dark poems I’ve written is the residue from me being in a dark place, an illusion of mind. Growth brought me right at this point in time, writing this assertion. It isn’t over but strentghtened enough where I can live and write of it in a poetic way, a prose.
Here is an acrostic poem I’ve written for my name. I didn’t think it turned out bad; in fact, I think it came out awesome. It’s my first, so please be gentle if commenting on it. Haha. I hope you enjoy what you read.
I wrote this because I still deal with self-conviction, and forgive me to release myself from this conviction. Well, 22 years is a long time, and I will not die in this conviction; I can't. I love our Lord far too much just to let God go.
I have a buddy in Canada now but was from the states here. Wolfe Grey and I met online at the poker tables. A group of us used to meet there every day. We all became such good friends over the years. We held this event in Las Vegas every year since we all met online. We had a host down there, Popatop and Pumkin. For a week, her, Pumkins', neighbors did not like them.
I am nothing special. Perhaps someone gifted with words to see life in a different perspective. Seeing life through my eyes in a poetic way, with words. That’s all I have is words and to offer, besides the love of my fellow brother and sisters here in this world too. Placed here to go through hardships just like everyone else, and I’ve seen some pretty tough hardships, ones I’m battling now. But each and everyone of us, have to go through these hardships to see things in a different way, to learn from it, and make sure these rough times doesn’t happen again.
The only way to make changes starts, within ourselves.
Here are my wishes to the world, every word of it comes from the center of my heart.
My Wish To You!
Looking on to life's ups and downs, not just one individual, but for everyone in a family, or a domestic relationship’., Without the ups in our lives, and the downs as well, we as people, humans, wouldn’t learn how to deal with them if they arise in our lives, if you have experienced them. But we are all different, mind, body, and soul, therefore learn differently one from another. We don’t want these things to repeat as we do learn from our mistakes. We are human, and some people won’t admit at times of mistakes made, because of pride, or reputation. and for those that can not admit their faults are mistakenly saddened to a wake up sooner or later, and I’ll say to the later of the both.
Autumn is my favorite time of the year. With its bright-colored leaves and fall time smells. The sweater’s to keep cozy on cool nights. The pumpkins and gourds on the porches marking the season.
