Upbeat Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Happy, positive, motivational and inspirational poetry
Sick and sin
To Mailee
Through thick and thin and sick and sin
All right
So here's the deal
You're my best friend
In all the land
We've been through it
Been through the bad
The good stuff too
We've had loads of fun
We'll have lots more
In days to come
The bad is sure to rear its ugly face
Yet we always manage to come through with love if not entirely grace
I'm missing you
I think, mayhap, you miss me too
So, remember this, please, when you can
I'm here, friend, sister, your ever-loyal fan
...
Through thick and thin and sick and sin
All right
So here's the deal
You're my best friend
In all the land
We've been through it
Been through the bad
The good stuff too
We've had loads of fun
We'll have lots more
In days to come
The bad is sure to rear its ugly face
Yet we always manage to come through with love if not entirely grace
I'm missing you
I think, mayhap, you miss me too
So, remember this, please, when you can
I'm here, friend, sister, your ever-loyal fan
...
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The Beach
tall marsh grasses
stood before her
rustling in the mist
sun enveloped in rushing
clouds of moisture
breaking free every now
and then
burning through
the humidity
in flashes of bright light
turning everything golden
and lush all at once
the air heavy
with vapor
she closed her eyes
and drifted along
with the salty breezes
of the ocean
in the distance
the roar and crash of
waves against the shore ...
stood before her
rustling in the mist
sun enveloped in rushing
clouds of moisture
breaking free every now
and then
burning through
the humidity
in flashes of bright light
turning everything golden
and lush all at once
the air heavy
with vapor
she closed her eyes
and drifted along
with the salty breezes
of the ocean
in the distance
the roar and crash of
waves against the shore ...
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Forevermore
Your fingers
so delicately trace the faded marks
left on my skin.
Marks that I once made
with razor blades.
Hatred raged within me,
mostly for myself.
Never did I ever think
that anybody else
would ever truly love me.
I lived in my own private hell.
I put up walls, barricaded myself.
I became a prisoner in my own body,
my own shell.
I didn't want to ever come out.
You kiss my neck so gently
where the noose once was.
I can still remember the feeling,
the exquisite horror of realizing
that I didn't die...
so delicately trace the faded marks
left on my skin.
Marks that I once made
with razor blades.
Hatred raged within me,
mostly for myself.
Never did I ever think
that anybody else
would ever truly love me.
I lived in my own private hell.
I put up walls, barricaded myself.
I became a prisoner in my own body,
my own shell.
I didn't want to ever come out.
You kiss my neck so gently
where the noose once was.
I can still remember the feeling,
the exquisite horror of realizing
that I didn't die...
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Love Conks'em All
a spate of spite,by
golly b'damn, tha's
juswhat they need
to call thee rapture
all ripe & ready to
roll to
roll to
roll over all thee
bodyparts'n'pieces
of the species wit
so much to make for
nothing in all per
petual prosperity
look how many how few
they are
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dkzk2014\"Trapped[in]TrootOfMeDazeOfYoot"FOTOby:dkzk
golly b'damn, tha's
juswhat they need
to call thee rapture
all ripe & ready to
roll to
roll to
roll over all thee
bodyparts'n'pieces
of the species wit
so much to make for
nothing in all per
petual prosperity
look how many how few
they are
****************************************
dkzk2014\"Trapped[in]TrootOfMeDazeOfYoot"FOTOby:dkzk
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Via Galactica
Ovid called it a high track: It is a fundamental wave and rarefaction said by a force we have no control; the gods pass through this palace as I choir its mighty thunder, and then I quiet to listen closely as the night becomes a blanket under its enlightenment that guards the path to the ten million suns of physics that lay in wait. My heartstrings yield as it sings the body electric, and the Palatine of Ovid is felt as an overtone all its own. My eyes adjust to a light in the darkness as I'm suspended in its shadowy mist; the Via Galactica, a cloud such as this, seeing the universe move...
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Just A Thought...
You only see a broken soul, failure is the cross you wear daily...
Reminders of past bricks thrown, left gaping holes inside your minds eye...
Bitterness of the mirrors vengeance takes it's toll, so you hide in secret places behind perfect smiles...
So as the cards are delt within the hands of time, do you lie down and die?
Struggles are the weights we use in which to build our muscles of character upon...
Tears wash us clean from the dirt left behind...
Courage teaches us grace in how to pursue a more peaceful life...
And love...
Binds us back...
Reminders of past bricks thrown, left gaping holes inside your minds eye...
Bitterness of the mirrors vengeance takes it's toll, so you hide in secret places behind perfect smiles...
So as the cards are delt within the hands of time, do you lie down and die?
Struggles are the weights we use in which to build our muscles of character upon...
Tears wash us clean from the dirt left behind...
Courage teaches us grace in how to pursue a more peaceful life...
And love...
Binds us back...
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~WilliShakes A Throwaway~
de s ign , d eluxe,
delight[ed ]
de
livered
door to door to door
upon the steps
of Elsinor, thee puddlin
prince's
b'rain migrains itself
at thee sight of [a]
daddyghost,
speaks into Yorick's bone
dome ---
all thee
preciousness of being in not-to-Be,
like lovin'death dript in
to an ol'kingfuck's Ear
at midnight, or mid'day \
who,indeed,be
meddling to diddle down thee
...
delight[ed ]
de
livered
door to door to door
upon the steps
of Elsinor, thee puddlin
prince's
b'rain migrains itself
at thee sight of [a]
daddyghost,
speaks into Yorick's bone
dome ---
all thee
preciousness of being in not-to-Be,
like lovin'death dript in
to an ol'kingfuck's Ear
at midnight, or mid'day \
who,indeed,be
meddling to diddle down thee
...
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if you were me and i’m sorry again but
imagine you are a spacious clean bathroom brushing its teeth oh
a bleached cistern little sister oh
a mintfresh bowl full of shit, honey oh you are a scooped out melon
yesno noyes
you are refrigerated and sweating
your body is a polyester curtain thrown open on your naked bed
these bursts of sun-backed shadow are the imperfections of your cheeky eye gasping oh,
you are a foetus under ultrasound gel feeling the shiver of the skin around you , you are
the wonderful everyday thousand foot drop onto a soft mattress yes yes
with legs playing your toes...
a bleached cistern little sister oh
a mintfresh bowl full of shit, honey oh you are a scooped out melon
yesno noyes
you are refrigerated and sweating
your body is a polyester curtain thrown open on your naked bed
these bursts of sun-backed shadow are the imperfections of your cheeky eye gasping oh,
you are a foetus under ultrasound gel feeling the shiver of the skin around you , you are
the wonderful everyday thousand foot drop onto a soft mattress yes yes
with legs playing your toes...
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6 Stitch Castle
6 month sewing course for doing a freaking hard but easy looking 6 stitch castle. We had our journey from learning, respective practise and times of sucking up the frustration but we all made it til the end anyway.
Here's my poem to you all:
Sew slowly a bit then tap one down
Stitch low, stay low
Hit that point
needle down
Come on come we can do this
Hear that sound
Guess it's 6
Believe it is!
Better the fast
And soon you'll be master!
Here's my poem to you all:
Sew slowly a bit then tap one down
Stitch low, stay low
Hit that point
needle down
Come on come we can do this
Hear that sound
Guess it's 6
Believe it is!
Better the fast
And soon you'll be master!
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If
If u lose your legs,
I'll be your walk.
If you lose your voice
I'll help you talk.
Should you lose your sight
I'll be your eyes.
I'll be your everything,
no lies.
If you forget,
I'll remind you dear.
If you can't listen
I'll surely hear.
Should you lose an arm,
I'll lend a hand.
By you forever
I will stand.
If you can't breath,
I'll be your air.
What you can't handle,
I will bare.
If your love fades,
I'll love you more.
Forever you
I will adore.
...
I'll be your walk.
If you lose your voice
I'll help you talk.
Should you lose your sight
I'll be your eyes.
I'll be your everything,
no lies.
If you forget,
I'll remind you dear.
If you can't listen
I'll surely hear.
Should you lose an arm,
I'll lend a hand.
By you forever
I will stand.
If you can't breath,
I'll be your air.
What you can't handle,
I will bare.
If your love fades,
I'll love you more.
Forever you
I will adore.
...
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destination home
Share your, blue sky vibes,
and drift to the future,
in dreaming archives.
Looking behind you,
as the silver glares,
the diamond and pearl harbors,
lead to the under water fair,
where fish call home.
Sleeping Beauty,
woke up on her own,
she packed her bags and hastened her pace,
to the slow smile gnomes,
she stepped in acceptance,
it gave her a glare,
entitled her once and for all,
to the true love fair,
where she found home,
no star's alone.
Shape up,
a blizzards warm heart,
the atum tree leaves...
and drift to the future,
in dreaming archives.
Looking behind you,
as the silver glares,
the diamond and pearl harbors,
lead to the under water fair,
where fish call home.
Sleeping Beauty,
woke up on her own,
she packed her bags and hastened her pace,
to the slow smile gnomes,
she stepped in acceptance,
it gave her a glare,
entitled her once and for all,
to the true love fair,
where she found home,
no star's alone.
Shape up,
a blizzards warm heart,
the atum tree leaves...
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ultimate guitars and artificial harmonics
I saw one of those little
flying machines, and ah,
I’d like to get one for myself.
flying machines, and ah,
I’d like to get one for myself.
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