Thanks for accepting me into this group you guys have here. =) Im looking for other poets to collaborate with. Ill post one of my poems so that you can see my writing style. If youd like to collab, be sure to let me know. =) Perception of Reality. Perfection of perception is an impossible goal I set to reach, a perspective of the reflective eyes in the world, full of regret and deceit. A seat in the eyes of those who observe and bite their teeth, the thoughts they with hold, the knowledge they could teach. In a society of sheep, individualistic characteristics are the buildin’ bricks to being a person, but affiliating them with stereotypical statistics could seriously hurt them. ..No, that’s wrong… that’s circumstantial, lets switch the handle. Some people thrive on being the best of the trend, in this dog-eat-dog world; it either get out or fit in. Most choose to fit in, get in where they fit in. It’s either be accepted or rejected, protected or neglected. Remembered or forsaken. Honored for youve given or hated for youve taken. No no,…. That’s wrong, too. Ive got it figured out this time; this is what you have to do. Fold your index and fold your thumb close your ring finger and tuck the little one. Fix your face to be the meanest you can do. Look at those staring down and scream out “ !”. Tell them your opinion is fact because their perception is not your reality, and there’s no chemical imbalance affecting your personality. If they want to make judgments about your future based on your past, tell them you’re a state-of-art, work of class and if they don’t like you, they can kiss your ___! I am what I am, nothing more, nothing less. I dont have everything I want, but Im definitely blessed. Im definitely stressed, but I take time to reflect, cause I know its a test- of faith, the wait, for all these riddles to be solved, debate. relate. should I even get involved? I have a few questions that are in need of an answer, but societys mind has been tampered with sugar coated slander, thats the reason that so many people need to be pampered, but I remain un-adjusted, disgusted- by this lack of justice and dysfunction, most of our people dont even know what trust is. but yet- its wrong, if you have a bond, build it strong, make it long, cause the moment you blink your eyes, the moment its gone. We try to keep our moments in songs, or poems like the one that Im reading, some buried deep away for no one to see them, others on display like a huge array of light that blinds the eyes of those who come in contact.. is that part or the shine or something that came along with the contract? We can spend all day trying to compare and contrast, but fact is intangible, the truth is in pursuit to be let loose like a caged animal.till proof is put in dispute, then people refute what they cant handle Purity is like virginity, in most cases, its lost at a young age. To be true, is to be you, until you rub off on someone the wrong way.
Posted on: Fri, 23 Jan 2015 04:43:43 +0000
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