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Weaving Fate of Spun Melodies

August 5, 2012
By EbonyWebs SILVER, Toronto, Other
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EbonyWebs SILVER, Toronto, Other
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I want to be remembered as the girl who always smiled, the one who could brighten up your day, even if she couldn&#039;t brighten her own<br /> <br /> I&#039;m only me. That&#039;s all I can be. No more, no less, don&#039;t second guess. I love, I live, I laugh, I cry. I&#039;ve wished sometimes that I could die. Some days I&#039;m funny others I&#039;m not, sometimes I&#039;m in overdrive and I can&#039;t stop. You may not like me, but that&#039;s okay because this is me and how I&#039;ll stay.<br /> <br /> &quot;Not so in other people&#039;s definitions maybe, but you act the way you are, because that is who you are.<br /> You are the only person who is you.<br /> You are unique, and everybody has flaws, but these flaws make them perfect.&quot;<br /> <br /> &ldquo;Well, I found out early on that I either laugh or cry. Since crying isn&rsquo;t all it&rsquo;s cracked up to be, I try to make laughter my priority.&rdquo;

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Let's begin in the estate.
Leave one to their fate.
Weave and spin the tales.
Hold onto the metal rail.
Get caught in the net of dreams.
Entangled in the confusing means.
Dance to the melody of the tune.
Live under the silver liquid moon.
Draw in bliss.
What is this?
Watch a wave flow as a tear.
Past cheek, holding dear.
Believe in fantasy.
Make it reality.
A broken flow.
Illustrates and shows.
Hold in the screams.
Throw in the team.
So in love with the knife.
Hate the plunge of life.
Now throw it all away for me.
Run the end and back in glee.
No end in sight.
But love at night.
On days like these.
Show me the heart keys.
Make me a wish.
Don't shatter the dish.
It's the time of times.
For our trying mimes.
Blend with the flow.
And let yourself go.

© Hoang P., Rochester, NY

The author's comments:
Sometimes, one can be spun up in their own web of bewilderment.
This poem indicates that even though one can get tangled up in everything, a mess, the strands can be severed, to let themselves go.
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EbonyWebs SILVER said...
on Oct. 6 2012 at 1:39 pm
EbonyWebs SILVER, Toronto, Other
6 articles 4 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
I want to be remembered as the girl who always smiled, the one who could brighten up your day, even if she couldn&#039;t brighten her own<br /> <br /> I&#039;m only me. That&#039;s all I can be. No more, no less, don&#039;t second guess. I love, I live, I laugh, I cry. I&#039;ve wished sometimes that I could die. Some days I&#039;m funny others I&#039;m not, sometimes I&#039;m in overdrive and I can&#039;t stop. You may not like me, but that&#039;s okay because this is me and how I&#039;ll stay.<br /> <br /> &quot;Not so in other people&#039;s definitions maybe, but you act the way you are, because that is who you are.<br /> You are the only person who is you.<br /> You are unique, and everybody has flaws, but these flaws make them perfect.&quot;<br /> <br /> &ldquo;Well, I found out early on that I either laugh or cry. Since crying isn&rsquo;t all it&rsquo;s cracked up to be, I try to make laughter my priority.&rdquo;

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Thank you  so much! I'm glad you like it. Thank you for reading it!
stupendousman BRONZE said...
on Oct. 4 2012 at 10:08 pm
stupendousman BRONZE, Peoria, Arizona
2 articles 13 photos 182 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Hey, guys, if there&#039;s no wind, there&#039;s nothing to blow the leaves around.&quot; - from &quot;Sons of Provo&quot;<br /> &quot;Tough times never last, but tough people do&quot;<br /> &quot;the best things in life aren&#039;t things&quot;

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i love your poem! it has a simple rhyme scheme, but i really like it! :)