GROWTH IS THE WAY TO HAVE A UNDERSTANDING MENTALITY OF THE STAGES AND PHASES OF LIFE THE JOY BRING THE BEAM BRIGHT AS THE SUN RAYS WARMING GENTLE AMBIENCE. LIFE IS A LESSON TO BE TAUGHT AND LEARN FROM BEING A RECYCLING CYCLE OF THE HUMAN LIFE ITS THE FULL MOON, LIGHT GLEAMING ,FROM THE STAR THE PERFECT SCENARY BUT NEVER JUDGE A BOOK BY IT COVER, LOOKS CAN BE HOODWINK. JUST LIKE A HAUNTED HALLOWEEN NIGHT BUT ITS UP TO YOU TO RIDE THE ROLLER COASTER EITHER WITH A SEALTBELT OR NONE BE PRECAUTIOUS.
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aleasha coleman
I WRITE POETRY ABOUT INSPIRATION ABOUT LIFE EXPERIENCES. LIFE EXPERIENCES TO UNDERSTAND HOW TO MANAGE YOUR SITUATIONS OR GIVING IDEAS OR A MIND OPENING. I WRITE METAPHOR POETRY TO KEEP THE MIND EXCERISE.
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HINDRANCE
The pain inside blocks the happiness from light trying to forgive and forget but its hard to face your fears with the face of a smile but underneath a frown. I want to be happy!! Weapons of mass destruction as the time ticks. what's next?? Will you proceed. The mind loading for corruption, but the other half telling me no and live for the 3 innocents. Love and cherish every moment. However the sign of weakness cause to give up as the delicate fights with the harsh. Causing to be detained by the mind and controlled by the heart. What should be done? Exercise the body, time to think, as the depression start to proceed without control. Letting emotions out until there's none left. Can cause either corruption or companion. As the vision is saw but a wall in the way as the whole world stop spinning and starting to slowly float away.
By aleasha coleman5 years ago in Poets
The Light Turns
It's Tuesday 7:13 a.m. A cold and clear November morning awaits Ray on his morning commute. Ray rubs his hands together in the front seat of his Subaru. He turns the air temperature up, but keeps the air on low until the air warms up. He looks at the backup camera screen and reverses the Subaru out of his driveway onto Trimble Road.
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