Tag: hope
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A Serenade for the Ghost of a Lover Boi
Words go through my fingertips to a keyboard hoping to leave reminants for you to remember me by Because one day I’ll join you in the nethers of the realm of ghosts and I don’t want you to cry We have no photos to remember our times together just still frames in our memory banks…
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My “Crazy” Aunt PT-1
You know how you can go years with a void and not even know it’s there till one day you realize how empty that space in your life is? I guess that’s how you could say I felt the day I walked by the same photo I’d always walked past of my family and finally…
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Less about poetry into my dark history
I wasn’t born into a manger I was born onto a Stranger Who taught me less of harmony But it gave me an epiphany Teaching out of common sense To find what is the best of this Lied to about where I’m from Media making me numb To all this pain we’re feeling These fates…
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You’re Going To Regret
One day my name will line the front pages and not because I was killed But because God took my empty cups and made sure they were filled Overabundance having me pouring out into others as mine endlessly fills As your table stacks and piles and piles onto the floor with unpaid bills Calling my…
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Alcohol Isn’t A Cure For Loneliness
Playing your memory on repeat like a special interest Sweet memories that are easier to digest Then the thought I meant absolutely nothing to you Though some self reflection is long over due Like a library book with a checkout long forgotten Or milk sat in the back of the fridge rotten Scars of my…
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Dust On The Floor- Peom excerpt from The Successful Intentions of Alex Ritter
Poetry came so easily once upon a time Now heartbreak, like a season, reaped my rhyme Leaving a small glimmer of writing dust To inspire words again because God says its a must So reaching in the hole I find some words Its about more then sheep, Jesus likes to feed birds So a harmony…
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PS. (S)He Heard
Open up a little further into the picture Pushing past the relevance of which hurt While trying not to inadvertently pervert Afraid everyone might have all gone covert Not wanting a backturn plans were made to revert Because the people prayed and yeah God heard Every tear cried in every unspoken word So unlike some…
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Over it
Bojack Horseman once said something along the lines of everybody loves you but nobody likes you I didn’t get it at first walking around with the lines rattling around the back of my mind Then one day I looked over my own life and discovered a horrible sight of narcissism Realizing the victim mentality hung…
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Time Alone
Tick tick hours roll by Here I sit trying not to cry Pitty wont build an empire Fear being the fuel to the fire Pushing pieces of myself together But this weight isn’t a feather So clay feels like rubber Though it’s hard I try not to blubber But I worry about the future These…
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Dearest Children Of Zion
The Lord’s heart is soothed by the prayers of his people No matter your global location you have found his steeple He calls you against the power of your evil rulers Because they took our children and put their bodies in coolers Because they fed our people crumbs as they ate flesh When proven faith…
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Thoughts About My First Book Launch (Dear 2050 Aspen)
I’m standing a little taller then a hobbit with considerably less hair on my feet- looking to embark on the journey to Mordor to to destroy the great evil. Flanked with a special wizard’s chosen team as we sharpen our wits and faith in each other for the trip we are about to take. It’s…
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Sweet Child Of Mine
Oh sweet child of mine how you’ve come to grow Oh sweet child of mine all the things you’ve come to know Oh sweet child of mine the things you will see Oh sweet child of mine all the things you’ll be Oh sweet child of mine I long to hold you near Oh sweet…
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Hanging On
Yelling through phone screens Pouring our hearts out through memes Shutting out the earth’s beams Because life is hard or so it seems We’ll find a way to escape our means Because we are faded like old blue jeans We know how our foundation leans So we count our pennies and beans Becoming less civil…
The Journey 