Posts Tagged ‘art’

The morning of the darkest night,

you sit and look at me so hopeless.

The thoughts of this chapter,

still haunts me every day.

 

The cold eyes you stare,

why must I be this way.

Why must we live this way,

why must we accept.

 

The mistakes that led me here,

so desperate and alone.

Remind the ones that use to love me,

let them believe there was some good in me.

 

Im going to leave this pedant here,

just in case you cared to find it.

The disappointment I brought to you,

the life you could have had.

 

So this is it,

the chapter that we have started.

The chapter that led me to this road,

that I must answer for when im gone.

To wake early and feel the desire,

The inner glow of motivation,

So simple and untapped.

 

I see the distance, the world from a reserved flower,

Fear has entrapped me, tangled me, and grabbed me,

Unable to venture, unable to wonder.

 

The simple troubles of the near and forgotten,

The clouds of stress that follow.

Never leaving my side like a trusted companion,

Failure to break the path that has been given.

 

In order for me to succeed,

I must venture off and discover the real me.

To break the cycle we are once lured,

The easy life that we were thought to exist when we were a child.

 

Now we must dream the big dreams,

And truly believe.

Because faith in ourselves can determine,

Success or defeat.

To start off your journey,

So early in the morning,

One must choose to wear,

The shoes of his yearning.

 

The children dread school,

Adults have no choice,

We all must work,

To ensure our place,

In this worlds.

 

In order to make it,

Society must take it,

Fake it and break it,

To simply recreate it.

 

What we see is not what we get,

Most days of the week.

To understand is not to know,

The unexpected surprises of life that tends leaks.

 

Society says “stop thinking and just live”,

How can I do that, when im still just a kid.

Determined to make it at all costs,

To battle and win even if I am lost.

What if i told you a story, 

A story of dreams and desires.

What if i told you a story, 

A story of great proportion.

There was a young boy, 

That grew up in the streets.

The streets full of despair

and misery alike. 

There was a bright light, 

a shimmery glow.

The desire to succeed, 

given to him only at birth. 

The boy grew up willing, 

To struggle and fight.

He believed in the good, 

with every breath he took. 

Today he is grown, 

and life is not willing.

The daily struggles of existence, 

seems to haunt him much more.

Somewhere in time, 

he forgot what it was, 

to be living and free, 

in the streets of Hollywood hills. 

In his final hours,

surrounded by family and friends. 

He cried out for the heavens, 

to take him away.

He remembered his childhood, 

In the streets, in such despair,

Thinking to himself how he could, 

simply live once again. 

With his final last breath,

He finally remembered, 

the glow of existence,

he remembered, and left. 

Communication

Why has computers,

and cellphones,

and mobile devices,

becoming such a hit?

Is it the struggle,

to be socially connected,

to be part of a solution,

rather then socially evicted?

To simply share,

a crazy wonder.

To express ones feelings,

of dirt and awkward somber”s

Lets develop a method,

a revolutionary connection,

ways that people,

have never thought out for.

Something more then just words,

a real sense of completion,

inner most feelings,

of beauty and acceptance.

Disconnect from your Phones and connect with people you love!

To study ones mind,

so crazy so kind,

to establish ones self,

so confusing so blind.

Thoughts are sporadic,

confused and forgotten,

depending on ones,

inner thoughts.

ideas are magic,

expressed for pure logic.

Colored and fought after.

To imagine a idea,

a simple invention.

To create a city,

of endless porportions.

What needs to occur,

for us to continue to work,

ideas ideas,

what drives us to work.

CREATE, LOVE, LIFE

Creativity 

Creativity is an art,

colors are simply beautiful,

How can we live life,

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