What Defines Us

I always write the title at the end

Because

The title defines the writing

And you can’t define something

That doesn’t exist.

I always make sure people spell my name right

Because

A name can define a person

And you can’t define a person

Whose name doesn’t exist.

I always make sure people know where I’m from

Because

People define their place

And you can’t define a place

Where people have never been.

I always make sure I know where I stand

Because

Our emotions define us

And one cannot define oneself

If one does not know they exist.

I always make sure people know that I care

Because

The way we treat others is how we’re defined

And if we are careful

This might turn out right.

I always write the title at the end.

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Spirits

In the days of the dry and yellow

The dry and yellow sun

Arriving so free

Is all the fun

I see the first face

Then second

Then third

Peering out the window

My spirits high like a bird

And finally

After a year

It’s finally here

My longing was gone

And hearing the songs

The beautiful, wonderfully

Satisfying sound of the spirit

Flowing through their words

And every time here

The blue sky as blue as aquamarine

I think of the things that I’ve longed for and then

I know peace has come at last

In the paradise of summer camp.

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Dreams

Author's Note: I actually finished writing this today for Language Arts class at school.
Structure type: Sonnet
Enjoy :)

Some say at night we only sleep, not dream,
And in our sleep we rest our precious mind.
Our brains, you see are not as they may seem
More powerful than all that you could find.

Some say our dreams are our salvation
From the evil eye seen in the daylight.
And when we are tempted by temptation,
We hope to have peaceful dreams in the night.

But wrathful our dreams may be as we sleep.
Caused by our visions, our mind starts to bend.
What if we stayed up and counted the sheep?
What do we do when we wish them to end?

But when we awake, and morning has come,
Overall, our dreams just make us feel numb.

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My Photography Talents

This blog started off as an outlet for my poetry. However, I would like to add on a new component: photography!
I love taking pictures (especially of scenery), so heres a couple to start off my gallery:

This one I took from inside the Holland Tunnel (underwater tunnel that heads into NYC from NJ) 

It amazes me how one can get such an amazing picture in such a desolate place...

BTW: I took these pictures and then added some effects to them via Instagram, so theres not as cool originally...

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A Sticky Situation

This is just to shake it up a bit. A riddle poem. See if you can guess what it's about :)

I cling

I stick

I follow you around

Wherever you go

Until you finally manage to pull me off

And you are careless

As always

You toss me onto the ground

In front of you

Or behind

And sometimes

I get stepped on

By that very person

That I clung to

But other times

I am simply neglected

And stepped on so many times

That I blacken in dismay

And someday

Someone will look down

And wonder

What happened to me

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It's About Time

Let it all in

Cause it’s only a matter of time

Till we fly

So fast

We can’t stop

But we’re already there

Aren’t we?

Take a breath

Cause it’s only a matter of time

Till we run out

Of

Air

But it’s already scarce

Isn’t it?

Watch my lips move

Cause it’s only a matter of time

Before we wont

See

Each other

But you’re already so far

Aren’t you?

Say it once more

Cause it’s only a matter of time

Before I won’t

Hear

You

But sound is already so faint

Isn’t it?

Feel my heart beat

Cause it’s only a matter of time

Before

We

Perish

But I’m already fading fast

Aren’t I?

We need time

Time to breath

Time to watch

Time to hear

Time to feel

Time to speak

Speak your mind

Sing

Shout

Cause it’s only a matter of time

Before

I hear

You

Before

I see

You

Before

I feel

You

Before

We

Can

Love Again

And that time is now.

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The Blessing of Sadness

Sadness is a curse

And yet not

Sadness can be torture at times

And we wallow in our own despair

Sadness cripples us

It breaks our emotions

Limb by limb

Sadness consumes us

Like a fire to a match it burns us

But does it destroy us?

It can

But

We can be stronger

Sadness can be defeated

With the help of others

We

 Will

Prevail

Sadness can teach

Experiences following loss and sorrow

Teach us to

Be

An even better person than we were already

And in the end

When it has come to pass

Sadness is a blessing

And with help

We

Shall

Overcome

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