minayaJ
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Pat says: after foggy days dissipate a bright light will shine your way. |
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mlowe5 says: The "enclosed mind" must be set free; thus then, ao are you to contemplate the divine wisdom and guidance that comes your way. ONE. Peace and Love. |
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2b2b2 says: Tight Write....well played...ONE |
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TEEDUB815 says: Nice Write "Enclosed Mnid" |
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love_supreme says: Excellent write. |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY minayaJ
Enclosed MindMy mind is in a cloud state Not even Foggy days feel like they can compensate The loud noises in my mind that feel like cable wires intertwined Thought pop off like buried mines Hidden in the depth of my mental state Sometimes I want to go to the highest mountain and release all this anger and hate Maybe not being heard but Definitely on another level of this mind game so I can concentrate. Or think straight? Is that even a thing we're our minds wander enclosed in a crate. We all stay silent about the heavy weight. To meditate is to feel great |
Stand OvationTimes where you find yourself in absolute stillness... In an empty room minding your own business... Starting to seek a higher power even though you're not religious... You find yourself on bended knees asking for forgiveness... In situations that you thought were right or wrong you take a swig of the Guinness... Thoughts have overpowered your mind not seeing clearly through the thickness... Cold lost tears escape through your sobbing mouth you can taste the bitterness... As the curtains come to a close for those who came to witness...Presenting your last show as part of your service... |
MotionLove to do this move called a dance...No matter who is near me in any circumstance...When I get up and move my body...I get those moving next to me not even getting sloppy...Start grooving next to the disc jockey...Where his beats flow through his speakers and into my sneakers....I start checking out the crowd for keepers....Though no one to take home just checking out the good features....Of those that could possibly rule my body like leaders....The ones with the smooth skin wearing wife beaters....Smell good and love to move their bodies to dreamers....Who can show me they are true eaters and feeders....Not cheaters or breeders that only lean toward repeaters...Lets sway making the music in our body be heard for meters...The sweat let loose and fil up liters....
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Written to healTo speak to you is as difficult as pulling out a needle from a haystack...I rather climb to the highest moutain jumpoff release the pain you give me like a heart attack...Not looking back for one second as all our memories pass me by like flashcards without no trace...Sadness is written all over me I am in full disgrace....How can pain in the heart be caused by someone you thought was in love the same...I hang my thoughts in total sadness and shame....Wish I could go back to the days were we smiled and laughed....Those days are gone as you are by my side daily but I in reality you are not there lately....Im sad...
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In the momentJust the other day you said you wouldn't think twice if you left....That my feeling towards you wouldn't matter I had to digest...Those words made tears stream out my face telling me the truth...Why do I stay in this relationship with this pain I never endured as a youth...You said that as if you were ready to leave....Set out on a new adventure to departure while I am left behind to grieve...If you'd asked me if I am happy, I would probably lie and say yes. But only in my car rides alone at night I scream and cry in distress...Come home like nothing is wrong, while in my head I am playing our sad song....The one where I dance alone and my heart has become bloodstone.
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AnymoreTrying to escape and hide into the closet Emotions emerge from everywhere even out my pockets Not even eating a box of chocolates The pain will remain like a hobbit Dont even reach for my wallet My cause my tears to burn my sockets This pain needs to board a rocket Battle it out with the number one prophet Have the prophet turn this pain into a composite Where I don't feel anymore like I want to vomit All I want is my emotions to feel solid not squalid These emotions got me chewing on pills like olives If I eat them all will I get a profit Or will my life just turn into a AA meeting topic |
RacingThat morning as I stepped out the house Caught myself in my reflection, I noticed my blouse Reminisced on the other night wish I could call you my spouse... I know you are sneaky and roam around like a mouse Got me feeling like I am brand new in the world about to sprout Your image appears everywhere unannounced Thoughts of you as I lay in bed, mind needs to take new routes A smile appears because of you You always pop up out the blue You drench away my droughts Neighbors hear my shouts The bed levates with every bounce Your hands start to browse My body temple is yours in all accounts You got my mind racing and pacing like I am doing headcounts Doing mathematics in my head without placing discounts Every motion you make I dont want to miscount How you make me feel lighter than an ounce Clean... |
ChaptersIf anyone opened my book to the chapters pain and suffering It contains different topics that won't be comforting Some of the chapters in my book may seem to have you wondering While other chapters in my book will have you taking out your crayons and start coloring Some of the chapters will appear to have different colors and shades Have you playing in your mind a game of charades or spades In one hand holding a grenade While the other hand is busy with a rusty blade Every crazy thought has an out of state plate My face may even appear through out a chapter titled eight Now let me tell you one thing by being honest, sincere and straight These stories in these chapters are all about my heavy weight Not the one I carry in my body put the pain I create At the end of each chapter the stories all combine Every dotted line when magnified ... |
Escaping WordsWhy... Oh why must you get so upset. The ane anger inside you takes off like a turbo jet Makes me consume my feelings into debt Even your stares make my silhouettes sweat The way you put me down with every letter in the alphabet Your evil words that escape faster than searching through today's internet One thing is sad and it's that I do not play the clarinet As where I can play a tune of my pain and record it on a audio cassette My pain I rather endure by getting eaten alive by hungry mosquitos hiding under a net Than to hear you evil words intoxicate me like a cigarette or even like our current president. |
CoffeeIn that cup, in that mug Injects the veins like a plug If drank no sugar straight black It's like getting a smack with crack Taking it with half and half May have you talking about your weekend like a paragraph Have your co workers asking for an autograph Demonstrating the latest choreograph
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