Graphic Poems Café

This time,
This time,
I am,
The person I want to be!

I am the one that is not,
Meant to be misunderstood,
I am not alone,
No,
Not at all.

This time,
This time, I will be strong
I will continue through the storm.
Climb every weather,
Conquer over every mountain,
With God,
I have overcome,
I will not give up.
I will be Strong.

No matter who,
Or what comes against me,
I will be strong,
Yes I will be strong!
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Me sitting down at union,
Waiting for the re-union of me and my people.

But they can wait still;
I can wait still,
Here I am waiting still.

I love my thoughts with  my brain participation,
I love the places and different faces,
I love the way you stare at me,
when I stare back at you and you stare back to me,
and we staring at each other like we bugging.

How about when you sit with me,
And I, 
Sit with you,
And we sitting together,
Two strangers that know each other.

But I find myself waiting still 
No wo...

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Her face was beautiful like the moon and the earth is,
Her eyes were magnificent,
And her lips made me feen like toys on the park ground,
That’s what her face was and is and does to me.
Friendships that are true last for long, long time,
But what doesn’t last a long time is the face of the angry, 
And the not so peaceful face, but her face isn’t even like that;
Her face much, way much more than anything we would have recognized,
Her face is the bean that shines in the dark hallway of our ...

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There are times we just come together.
At those times that we come together we are joined together.

Like the sea is to the earth and the earth is to us humanity.
Out loud we are beings of profanity.
Understanding the flows of such equality.
But what does that has to do with anything?

So I start to think about it.

Us together as in joint process

but these are my thoughts that I bring to pass.

But I love the way the world thinks.

Cause the world thinks not like I think ...

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Under the shelter of the bus stop I am.

Wondering whether or not to make it.

Under the mirror of reality I am beginning to prolong this misunderstanding

That me and the trails of reflections are having against each other

i love you, do you love me

even though we are two complete strangers

that don’t even know each other.

i am her and you are over there

and i see you as i you see me

but the only real difference is

that I’m real and you’re not

OK---- You are real in your dime...

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Half faced in, half faced out
I don’t know which one i want to be about
I remember just writing just to see what you was about
Yes, i miss you
But what you not understand is that
The skyscrapers you build and
The piles of green that comes to fill
It’s not the above the clouds
It’s the below below the crowds
The screams of my arms to my lungs
I can’t yell but the to you
My words come out
Because it’s annoying how you’re the facts of hell
Here’s a story i can’t tell
But i still make ...

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Our spirit gots to hold together.
The firmest grip its not like the hold of our pen.
its the hold that its got on you then.
Like getting hold of a combination.
I write to lift frusttration.
Im drying my breifs on a hand dryer.
Wow! how neat is that,
While I'm missing the girl that's in my dreams.
Karla how are you?
The Dot to my every sentence.
The world turns around,
and im still in chancletas.
And I'm hoping to kiss them toes.
Now at days family is like is like money.
without life you get no love.
but th...
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HER NAME IS NEVERSON,                                                   
SHE IS BEAUTIFULL AND KIND.
SOME DONT THINK SHE IS
BUT I THINK SHE THE WORLD.
THE WORLD IS AND IT INVOLVES THE TRAGEDIES
THAT SHE TAKES ON.
THE WORLD IS AT HER DOOR.
AND HER DOOR IS ABOUT THE SIZE OF HER STATURE.
I LOVE HER AS IM SURE SHE LOVES ME
AS FRIENDS I WOULD MEAN
BECAUSE SHE IS MY FRIEND AND THATS
WHAT SHE WANTS TO BE
I WISH TO MAKE IT GO FURTHER
BUT LIFE ISNT LIKE THAT
LIFE IS A LITTLE SLOWER THAN THAT
AND BEING THAT LIFE IS ...

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By Alysia Caparros 

The actions you take have consequences, and some of those consequences can be painful.
Yet life would be hopelessly more painful if there were no consequences.

If actions had no consequences, there would be no reliable way to achieve anything.
There would be no way for you to direct or control the circumstances of your life.

As it is, you can choose the consequences you experience by choosing the actions that bring about those consequences. You are able, in large part, to avo...

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