Endless Self-Expression
There is a reason you know...
The cross is about passage and the silver weights the soul down so it doesn't leave the body
A lot of people don't get it, but it's important... To respect the dead... I set them on the right path for the next life
When I'm done... I place a silver cross on their chest... And when I'm gone, I'll carve their number into my chest...
By: Adrien Genesis
I painted your picture with my brush of life
My vision was your canvas
My fortitude was your paint
Each color, a new invention
I started off scribbling
Dabbling here & there
I didn’t know the direction of the brush
I continued to paint, until new ideas began to form
You had some “peepers” here & there
Intrigue must have led them
And of course, some tried to emulate you
Erase you from existence; I’m ashamed to say I was one
I ran out of paint & my colors were low
I panicked, my art was incomplete
As an artist I felt, incompetent,
Baffled at my inconsistency
I created something so beautiful, majestic,
A picture from my own dream
Realizing your worth, my paint became renewed
New colors I began to form
Needing not the approval of the “peepers”
But of myself, your artist
I kiss the day I created you
I rejoice in its significance
My beautiful painting, you complete me.
By: Elly J.
http://www.whatsupellyj.blogspot.com/
Jubilee! Finally, my time has come
It’s been a long year since we first began
You were created from my ambition
A mixture of passion & aggression
Jubilee! I celebrate you for different reasons
The love, the support, but mainly my own strength
I didn’t think I’d make it this far
I’ve had many rough patches
& at times, you were too much to take
I let life’s little tiff’s consume me
I let the negative thoughts overtake my mind
I tossed you aside, I forgot about you
And for a moment, I was lost
Jubilee, was it my low confidence?
Or was I so blind by the adversity?
You are my unmistakable perfection
I can never leave you
The fire that burns inside of me, was ignited by you
Jubilee, you are me & I am you
So here is to you, my creation
My origination, my achievement, & my greatest invention
You will birth a new generation, that will set the foundation
For others to pro-create something similar to you
Jubilee, I love you & I thank you!
By: Elly J.
http://www.whatsupellyj.blogspot.com
Time to meet Nirvana
Time to resurrect
Time to be born
Time to grow up
Time for childhood
Time for youth
Time for your first
Time to live
Time for lust
Time to give birth
Time to grow
Time to learn
Time for grandchild
Point of your apex
Time for realization
Time for joy
Time for wrinkles
Time for mourning
Time alone
Time for falling
More time alone
Time for sadness
Time alone
Time to remember
More time alone
Time for prayer
Time alone
Time for illness
Time alone
Time to Ponder
Time to Die
By: Adrien Genesis
Angelic white snow
Fell down to the Earth calmly-
Like crystals from God
By: R.L.
I felt strange one day-
Like, sad, or something...
Whatever it was I didn't like it,
And it didn't like me...
I suppose it didn't have to...
But it seriously hated me,
And I seriously didn't care enough to hate it back-
Year after year with each return the feeling grew stronger
So I figured I should solve it
Year after year I toyed with new ideas-
I thought, something fast and exciting would be cool
Maybe, like, a really strong drug should do...
But I'm lazy, I settled - why not?
Hell, the easier the better
It's that easy...
And just like that, there I was... Dead...
Not with a bang, but with a flop...
By: Adrien Genesis
(Side note: Depression and suicide are serious real life issues, if you are struggling with either one of these be sure to speak out, let a friend know or contact the National Suicide Prevention Hotline 1.800.273.8255 Life is important)
In autumn, to me, the trees sour, wither, and die-
A fate they deserve, I suppose
For it reminds me of my heart...
For the leaf that blows each hour,
They chance winter till spring for flower-
But me; I hope they never come back...
By: Adrien Genesis
I am an enemy of the people
They call me Monster 4921496
That's the number they gave me when they were able to keep track-
But now there are too many of us-
They can't control us...
So they kill us... And we kill them...
It's an endless cycle of death
Revenge constantly in their eye...
As they slaughter us in mass...
They tried for a moment - One brief moment
So now I fight for survival
I take what I must, kill what I must-
This is survival-
To me, they are Monsters
By: Adrien Genesis
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