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I'd RatherI'd rather see your face in the glistening sunset
Than look upon all the models of this universe
Because with you I'd have more fun I bet
And I'll never wish to have this feeling reverse.
I'd rather listen to you breathe and sing off key,
Than listen to Frank Sinatra ten times over again
Only because you're singing along with me
And your terrible voice will remind me of heaven.
I'd rather curl up in your arms with my hand in your hair
Than have one million euros for an all month trip to Italy
Because it'll seem and feel so blissfully fair
That I have you instead of sights and fettuccine.
I'd rather love you more than anyone in our lives
Other than God and Jesus of course
Because to love without expiration you'll strive
And we'll always thank God without remorse.
I'd rather lie under the stars and live in your eyes
Than eat fifty thousand and one slices of sweet chocolate cake
Because nothing is sweeter than our last goodbyes
Filled with desperate kisses and prayers of promises we'd mak
BestieYou're a singer, a doctor, a lover and a clutz
You're laughter and sunlight even as you bust your butts
But who am I kidding there isn't just one
Because six is the magic number when it's all said and done
You range from tall to short with different personalities
You help me leapfrog over even the slightest calamities
You're shy yet proud and will let everyone know
You're meek and sassy and will surely let it show
You're kind and cruel but mean no harm
You'll jump to the rescue to offer a leg and an arm
I'd rather see all of you than every nature wonder
Except maybe the sky, with it's lighting and thunder
As we lie under the stars in the cool night air
We'll promise friends forever if we even dare
Together we'll always have a story book past
Of course we'll walk down different roads and split our ways
But that's what cell phones are for, to connect us through the days
The night air and morning dawn will forever be filled with laughter
For tomorrow, tonight, and every happy ever after
Funny the Way it isFunny the way it is, how this world's become
Funny how we don't know we're better off than some
Crazy to think, what the world thinks about
Crazy how it's never what I wanna shout
It's funny how I'm crying but another kid is dying
I think I've got it bad but the world is just as sad
Someone's mother's getting beat
Some kid's dad they'll never meet
Funny the way it is how we think we've got it bad
Funny to think, how we're so sad
We're lucky enough to think that our lives revolve
Around the boy we can't love or a math problem we can't solve
We're lucky enough to think we've all got it bad
When our parents fuss for misbehaving and we're so sad
Lucky enough, to think that everything,
Is about boys, about makeup, or the way we sing.
We're lucky enough to listen, to the radio
While some kid on the street doesn't even know
The math we learned in kindergarten or how there's even snow
You're always looking on but it's never a big blow.
I Know a GuyI know a guy
Who's sort of a nerd
Who loves math
and doesn't find it absurd.
He can't sing
Or really carry a beat
His voice can't hit high notes
but he sure can move his feet.
He drives very well
And loves red trucks
Even though he has one
The insurance really sucks.
He gets migranes all the time
And usually manages to get hurt
But even with a broken nose
He's still a good flirt.
He has high expectations
And I know he'll go far
He has the potential
To reach every star.
He likes the color pink
And pretends to be gay
But he always assures us
It's merely just play.
He has a funny smile
That he tries to hide
So that you won't know
That he just lied.
He has cute dirty blonde curls
And a strong hand to hold
Wild hazel eyes
and an embrace that locks out the cold.
His taste in music
Is an infinitely wide range
The choices are never strange.
He hates to read
And he hates to cook
You'll rarely see him
Making food or with a book.
He loves raspberry lemonade
And South Carolina sweet tea
ChristianityTry as you might
you keep up this fight
you're running from love
from God above
Each shining star
Knows where you are
You can't escape this life
Every good or strife
Little by little you're getting by
Through God will you truly fly
One word to seven
Is heard up in heaven
listening to your wishes and dreams
He cares more than it seems
Blessing us with those we know
Who let their love show
We're not insignificant
But rather relevant
To each part of this universe
Do we each converse
As one and a whole
Connected by God with our soul.
God Knows LoveI can do all things through God
Who strengthens me
He who brings me up
And really loves me.
What is love I might ask?
Give me a sign and let me know
Give it to everyone
And help let it show.
I've never felt like this before
I know it's because I haven't lived long
But a love like this
Why would one tell me it's wrong?
I believe in myself
Less than everyone you see here
Yet I believe in my feelings
And I admit it without fear.
God, help me know
What am I supposed to do?
What path do I take
Should I start anew?
Love is patient,
Love is kind,
It does not envy,
Where can I find?
It does not boast,
It is not proud,
This tells me nothing,
Of a love that is vowed.
The fruit of spirit is love,
It is joy, peace, patience, and kindness,
It's never complete
Without goodness or faithfulness.
Could you help me understand
What I didn't see
When I actually believed
That he loved me.
Listen to my prayers
Guide and help me
To find someone who cares.
The EndI've been lied to
I've been hurt and broken
I try and ignore
All these words spoken.
I've been battered
Scarred and betrayed
I've been fooled by a wish
Hoping he would've stayed.
They've torn me to pieces
Thrown me on the floor
Cut my heart out laughing
When I was no more.
I sit here and I wish
To be and matter more
Than just another friend
What else am I living for?
I don't feel much anger
I'm just a little sad
That things go down this way
And I end up hurting so bad.
I'm sorry for not being right
For whatever I did wrong
Don't leave me chasing cars
alone with this sad song.
What We LostA swift hidden kiss
Laughter in the halls
Sneaking bits of bliss
Whispering quiet calls.
Gentle eyes laid
On those warmer than yours'
Love gently paid
To a heart that soars.
Two roses of red
Wishes of what was said
Would all rewind.
Passing a letter
Hoping no one sees
That it is better
If it's "you and me."
Gaze torn away
You can't look too long
They'll start to say
Obsession is so wrong.
Playing a game
Then lying on a trampoline
Nothing is the same
Why is life so mean?
Built up fake realities
So that no one will see
The crazy calamities
An overflowing sea.
Not one lie
Has ever been told
Except that goodbye
That let misery unfold.
All Alone?Don't worry it's normal
I'm used to being alone
It's not hormonal
For me to condone
This terrible mess
I'm living in
Pain comes within.
I've been alone and all
From the very day
you let me fall
But it's okay.
It's bound to occur
At one point or another
Within a rhyme
You can't call me your own
To be technical here
we are still shown
It's you holding us here
Locked in place
A fake reality
With the same face
Love is our vitality.
I AmI am single,
but I am loved.
I am not a genius,
but I am intelligent.
I am not breathtaking,
but I have beauty.
I am not a saint,
but I am kind.
To the world,
I am not perfect.
But for someone,
Don't pick a fight with an Artist
Don't pick a fight with an artist
Wanna fight pussy?
Give me yar best shot
Or will you throw a paintbrush at me?
I'm so scared- not
Excuse me? What did you say?
What is a punch you ask?
Of course let me tell you:
A blow with the fist- it's quite a simple task
Are y' gonna cwyyy?
I dunno what you just said
Why don't you let me show you?
I'll f****** punch you and then- boom- you're dead!?
Pardon? What did you ask?
You need a clearer definition?
Of course, let me show you
I'll demonstrate- with out your permission
Ouch! Hey no fair
Dude you are so gay
You write poetry
I'll make you f****** pay!
Discúlpeme? What did you mutter?
I'm gay? Is that what you said?
Perhaps you need some assistance, let me help
I'll be gentle I promise- I did need new ink! In the colour red<
All Her Little ThingsStop hating her for the littlest things.
The things she can't prevent,
The things she can't save herself from..
Stop demanding her to do things,
Things she can't accomplish,
Things she can't imagine being done...
Stop lying to her,
Telling her you love her,
Want her, need her...
When all you've ever done is make her want to
Stop hating her for the littlest things.
The things she can't prevent,
The things she can't save herself from...
When those little things you've done
Take her down...
The little things won't matter anymore.
lung canceri will die with your name on my lips
because there is nothing else i'll need to say.
you are my coffin, my funeral pyre.
as my bones disintegrate, popping and snapping,
you will greedily swallow my ashes
until nothing is left of me but secondhand smoke.
i've danced with you, love, across hospital tile,
the scent of antiseptic cloying as valentine's chocolate.
you dipped me into unconsciousness,
and i willingly closed my eyes.
the intrusion of your scalpel teeth no longer scares me.
you, my rigor mortis soul mate, always take me under.
your tent of frostbitten shelter pulls me down, an anchor,
while i gag on pills too abstract to save me.
forgive me, lungs, of my cigarette abuse,
but i've found happiness in a reaper's cloak.
i find comfort in these carcinogens.
i've made my nest in a swaying tree,
my body destroyed by the nauseous rocking.
they smile at me with pity in their eyes,
scribbling nonsense on those jaw-like clipboards.
their crisp, stark white world still has faith in me,
you've been dead for a year, my deari met you on december 21st,
the longest night of the year.
you had solstice eyes: cold, dark, alluring.
i knew you were not meant to last,
powerful as a gale but fragile as
the tulip stems you snapped,
a sickening cycle of you,
an overwhelming tidal wave.
they say two wrongs will never make a right,
but i made so many bad choices that
i wound up back where I began.
it was too easy to love you,
but getting you to love me back was impossible.
i clawed at your chest until I struck blood,
until my nails split into shards.
you were born a phantom,
and i, your corpse.
holding onto you felt like drowning in quicksand;
i fought but always sank into your arms.
i breathed in dirt, breathed in dust, and
found my organs choked with you,
smothered by your existence.
you sucked out my breath
every time i kissed you.
i died every day with your hand
knotted in my hair.
You left on june 21st,
the longest day of the year.
i bit down sorrow and deconstructed
the labyrinth within me,
the one you hadn't th
Mirror, MirrorMirror, mirror, on the wall,
Watch it crumble, break and fall.
Look at all the bloody glass,
How it reminds them of a severed past.
Watch a reflection slowly disappear,
Looking at all the shattered, crushed mirrors.
A breathless state of mind goes by,
Am I just alive or did I die?
Confused and in an awe,
Careless people unknown to what one saw.
Throat slit so one can't be unlocked,
Too bad the thoughts have become blocked.
Crimson splatters, dripping, breaking away,
Thou shall not know the feeling of all the pain.
Oh, Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Why did you crumble, break and fall?
Eye of the StormI believed I could make the wind blow,
and force the moon to shine at night,
create rainbows just by thinking,
and hold tea parties for fairies in July,
I was the queen of my own graceful lands.
Yet, I grew old and realized,
I am the kind of girl who'd trip and fall,
often for stepping on her own feet.
My crown of diamond and gold
now a rusted piece of bronze,
I lost my throne to treason, my kingdom to hate,
I became the eye of a hurricane,
loaded with mishaps I need to atone.
I felt the soft touches of angels,
and lost my own wings to demons who could crush stone.
Felt the scorching tears run so often,
I knew I must have hit bottom low.
I had nothing holy, no one to call dear,
but here I am, the starting point of my own storm.
I felt fear, clung to shadows,
encased my heart within marble walls,
and threw the keys that can unlock my soul.
So many chances I've lost with no love to seek,
and so many people I turned my back to.
I let the darkness gnaw through my bones.
A stranger walked up to me today...A man walked up to me and asked me for a cigarette… I told him I didn't smoke anymore, and he asked me why? ––I answered "because the person I used to smoke with, isn't around anymore", and he replied…"that's why I smoke."
A woman walked up to me and asked me for drugs, I replied "I have several in store…his eyes, his smile, his hands"…she whispered, "that's not a drug"…and I laughed as I said.. "if only you knew."
A child walked up to me today and asked me to play a game, I told them I was too tired to play games, i'd been playing for years, they replied…"then you must be a pro!", to which I said "yes…a pro at losing."
An old woman stared at me today, and I asked her…"is something wrong?" she answered "I was about to ask you the same question."
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
Wander to nowhereA ghostly walk on the autumnal pavement
Even my own shadow is gleaming more
Than the empty shell of my body.
As I keep wandering, on this endless pit
Picky starving crows are looking down on me
The leftovers of my thoughts order me to die out.
This path of glory I've kept away from, it might be gone.
My dignity and pride, where have you fled?
I'm searching for the graveyard of redemption
Where my promises are all buried
Shot down by my deceit's gun.
Will you ever forgive me?
As I'm standing there, the icy silence blows ;
As time goes by, the ruthless mutism of yours
Reckons that time for forgiveness hasn't come yet.
For My BirthdayWhat I'd like for my birthday,
Is maybe a sweet kiss,
One that's not too fast,
And that lasts in bliss.
What I'd like for my birthday,
Is to hold your hand,
While we walk the halls,
In our own wonderland.
What I'd like for my birthday,
Is for you to run about,
Declaring how much you love me,
And how you can't do without.
What I'd like for my birthday,
Is to be held tight,
To be cherished and loved,
With not a single fight.
What I'd like for my birthday,
Is for you to love me,
For it to be true and pure,
And for everyone to see.
LithiumA single trickling rain drop
Like gossamer silk strands
Gliding along my third eye
Whispers wind's secret caress
I exhale. Lungs releasing-
Pressing translucent memories;
Fragment of a fragment
As water kisses rose petal,
Drifting down stream's curtain
Pretty little curtain.
Where the wizard lies.
He smiles up at me
With his monocled brow-
Sipping on warm tea
And fingers quacking casually
To the rhythm of his notes
This is a safe-zone. Free-zone.
Innocent eyes sparkle,
Imploring it to be true. I breathe.
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