Poetry

Dear young man

Dear young man,
Did you know you are strong?/
Handsome
And courageous?/
Courageous for trying to survive this world/
And not lose your humanity/
I see you struggle to show compassion and not be labeled sensitive/
Be giving and not gullible/
Its hard to be a man, I know/
You must obtain enough strength to share/
But never fail/
Stumble/
Or falter/
Lest you be considered weak/
Its okay, you are powerful young man/
An immense power flows from your soul/
One that makes others lives whole/
You are appreciated young man I promise/
Because all the power you need is within you to harness/

Sincerely
Poetic Ice

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Poetry

Dear Young Woman

Dear young woman,
Did you know you are beautiful?/
Amazing
Intelligent
And a gift to the world?/
Young woman I see your tears/
Know your fears/
And hate the words that burn your ears/
But did you know it’s just false malice?/
From people who crave your wonderland, no Alice/
The words born of those who are jealous/
Don’t take them to heart, lets not condone this/
You have the radiance of the sun/
Your laugh is the personification of fun/
Your smile will melt any heart/
So never let hateful jeers take you apart/
Pretty young woman you are phenomenal/
Loving
And a joy,
And probably without knowing stolen the heart of many a boy/
You are wanted,
Craved,
And needed
Truly a gift to us all, so smile/
Just smile pretty young woman/

Sincerely,
Poetic Ice

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Poetry

Dream, interrupted

When your sleep is interrupted/
Your mental grows corrupted/
Your psyche starts to unhinged/
And you have thoughts of senseless revenge/
Especially for those who aren’t nocturnal/
Ones who don’t fall in with diurnal/
Unique beings with a broken circadian clock/
The beings who pass out, and sleep like a rock/
Never interrupt their sleep!/
Fore their wrath shall make you weep!/

Poetic Ice, a tired man.

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Poetry

Sickness

The cerebellum quakes
The body shakes
Heart beats quicken/
As you feel yourself sicken/
You feel like your soul was struck with a comet/
When your gut wrenches and you vomit/
One just cries out to be freed/
When their nose starts to bleed/
Why can’t symptoms like this be quick?/
Dammit I hate being sick!/

Poetic Ice

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Poetry

Divine Tears

Rhythmic patter of rain/
Playing a crescendo of pain/
Dihydrogen monoxide
Crushing down your pride/
Rain is power/
A crushing flood could topple any tower/
Under its weight we’re nothing but sod/
Not even capable of of understanding the power of God/
This rain is truly a symbol of fears/
Fears for our world that have brought God to tears/

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Lightning

Enveloped in the darkness/
One finds luminescence in the lightning/
Fearing the silence of the stilled storm/
You await the deafening cry of thunder/
A rumbling from the sky that ignites the senses/
The explosion makes expels the air from your lungs/
Breathless until the cool summer’s rain dances on your skin/
Cleansing you in the darkness of the storm/
Lightning sets the sky ablaze showing you vivid images/
A prophecy written in electricity/
Telling you to strike like lightning/
Cry out like thunder, and satisfy this dry reality like rain/
With every thunderbolt you are reborn/
We are all the children of the storm/

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Real Life

Lemons are never handed to you by life/
Life smashes them into your eye/
Life awaits your suicidal moment and hands you the knife/
Throws gasoline on your fire before you can ask why/
Life is combative, it wants you to fight/
But it’s underhanded, and brought a gun to the fight/
Victory is an alluring mistress you rarely see/
It for damn sure is a great cost, never free/
The amount of work you put in can’t be quantified/
After repeated defeats, your soul will feel liquified/
Then life sits back and has a good laugh/
Then employs his menacing staff/
Comprised of misery, rage, and self hate/
With as hard as the work, Being self destructive is fate/
Life is an entity of darkness from the start/
How you deal with it is a matter of heart.

-Poetic Ice

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world observations

August Wish

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What’s up world!? How’s life right now? I trust all is well. Welcome to August, school is about to start, temperatures take their last rise before they fall, and football tension rises amongst coworkers.

It’s the beginning of the month and the perfect time to plan out your monthly goals. I’m calling it an August Wish. Take a moment and write out all you hope to accomplish and check them off as you complete them. Seeing is believing, and seeing those goals checked off is an satisfying accomplishment all its own. Make your August Wish come true friends!

My August Wish
1. Finish the first draft of my novel, The Candy Shop.
2. Start the process on finding a literary agent.
3. Find more beta readers for my novel.
4. Write more poetry.

Good luck with your August Wishes

Poetic Ice

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Poetry

Determination

This world has grown cold.

The lovers die young, but hate never grows old.

Theres always someone giving a tirade on your acheivements.

NEVER let that get to you and make this announcement.

Hate if you want, im still an elite, im damn great!

My abundance of success is the product of lifelong work, must be fate.

Stop paying so much attention to MY LIFE.

Dont be mad at the things in MY LIFE.

It just sounds like you covet MY LIFE.

Stop spending so much time condemning the life of me.

And devout the better part of your time to becoming like me….

The world has gone cold its up to us to keep ourselves warm.

The hatred will always rain, but our determination weathers the storm

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Poetry

If…Just If

If….
Just if.
If I reached toward you,
would you pull me forward?
If I ran and jumped from the cliff,
would you flap your wings and catch me?
If I began to flap the wings you gave me,
would you glide beside me?
If I said I need you,
would you say I have you?
If I was just a figment of your imagination,
would you dream of me forever?
If you were my radiant angel would you eternally guard me?
If…
Just if I said I Love you,
would you say you love me 2….

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