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benjamin bueno what if you got road head on the way to space Brutally human. Slings and arrows of outrageous reason. You make my heart sing and melt. In the history of violence. Those two things dont sit together by accident. And they only take the back roads. Insult to injury. The war on the poor. No obligation to the most vulnerable. Religion can encompass the entire human condition. And I believe what i can not see. And i breathe in what i cannot stop. And all i hear is to move on. Come with me to the waves and the ocean. Green and mean. Blue and true. What does this have to do with you. Im using only his words. Im waiting for my feet to land on the sun. Dwelling on the past or staying in one place to long. You gotta recognize the moment. The moment of clarity. We cant possibly stand up against them. And have been for a long time. Strangers are the easiest people to be honest to. How many did you count? Amazing cow. What does this have to do with you? Amazing cow. This is not a riddle. Amazing cow. Watching butterflies in the daylight. Float and wasp across the grass bed. Croche a knitted tree. Erect and he loathed. Fangs to death. Apart a ramping tree. Forever rose. Living in between the sheets. I am pure nothing. At the end of eternity. Sometimes i drink out of the volcano. Time for killing. Time for rebellion and the end of the world. From here to eternity. What if you got road head on the way to space. benjamin bueno's Other Poems Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Comments about this poem (what if you got road head on the way to space by benjamin bueno ) Top Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Still I Rise Maya Angelou Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe If Rudyard Kipling Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Robert Frost I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings Maya Angelou A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe PoemHunter.com Updates Haven't you entered a poetry contest yet? Check out our list Great Poems and Quotes Everyday on our Facebook page. The Poetry Archive of Emily Dickinson Share your writing tips on 'Writing Poetry' forum page New Poems - That extra kiss, Allen Vaysberg - There Will Be A Snowfall Of Poems, mary douglas - Man just kills another man, Allen Vaysberg - Nano Winter, Heather Burns - Holy, Holey, Guacamoley, Sandra Feldman - Ego, MYK NWACHUKWU - Senryu Casting Reflections, Heather Burns - Happiness, Bill Cantrell - Save My Home, Hamza Al Saieedy - *II*- To Love, Leslie Guylee Cron
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Brandy Avery ~ Mothúcháin Fíor Faoin Saol ~ - Poem by Brandy Avery Leis an oíche Tugann an lá. Tá sraith nua de imní agus scares. Is féidir aon duine a bhfuil mé liom a rá mo deora. Losctha tú do Sting seo caite. Nach bhfuil a bheith brónach agus gruama rud gur deas. Leat a tharraingt ar mo chúl ort sa DIRT. Tá sé deacair a chreidiúint nach mian leat a fheiceáil mo ghortú. Do focail a thabhairt ar mo chroí agus anam síos. Tá sé am, Tá mé ag déanamh, agus beidh a thuilleadh frown mé. Ní mór dom a bheith ard agus láidir. Toisc go bhfuil tú féin agus do chuid focal mícheart. An-deacair a chreidiúint nach féidir leat a fheiceáil. Nuair a cad a dhéanann tú agus a rá go nimhneach dom. An mothú nach féidir liom a cheilt. Is gá dom a insint duit cad is dóigh liom taobh istigh. Mo cheann agus croí ag insint dom dul. Is dóigh liom go bhfuil sé seo rud éigin mór duit a fhios. Tá mé fallin as ngrá leat. Do mo chroí mór dom a bheith fíor. Ní mór dúinn deireadh a dom agus tú. Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about ~ Mothúcháin Fíor Faoin Saol ~ by Brandy Avery Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Brandy Avery's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe