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Patrick Derilus Poems
Words to keep (Dedication to Maya Angelo...
'You may shoot me with your words You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise.'
Mind playing tricks on me
It feels as if it is more powerful than a conscience that comes into play... It feels like more of an entity that tries to take control... Willpower also has a role in defeating evil monstrosities that come my way.... Only if you give your will the power and confidence that you need....
The consistent tiger
Through deep jungles and humid conditions, the consistent tiger still maintains to carry on.... It's eyes are fierce while it shows no fear.... It's legs are tenacious... as it continues to gallop...
Blood is thicker than water
The Man Upstairs
Everyone keeps their faith in you Everyone attempts to show what you represent Most people cannot function through life without you... They say you work in mysterious ways
Most of where i pace, Humanity is immune to never creating a second mouth for this beast to feed upon.... It is constant for humankind to screed pessimistically about a certain being or something that does not even exist... The tiger is never affected by words that mean nothing to it..... Beliefs of society can always be opinionated....
Potent words coming from musical virtuosos... Most of what humanity's attention is caught by..... Music diversifying from amazing cultural artists... those that no longer roam this earth still continue to bring music to society's ears...
Laura St. Cyr (Tribute to my grandmother...
Placed on mother earth in 1938.... And has left her trademark in 2003.... My insides still mutilate with agony.... Knowing you are now gone....
Recognition of Worth
Your life is lived well just as it is given to you... As of to this day....your assistance is taken for granted.... It is strenuous for society to be eternally blissful.... their happiness does not last long....
My thoughts rage with an irritability.... Whether the intention is bad or good, I conceive to myself that no one or anything shall get in my way.... When something enlightens my concerns It's as if time it's self is running out.... Patience does not exist in my mentality....
Days of a week.
Mondays i am suspended from consciousness... Tuesdays i am ready and willing.... Wednesdays it is a mellow dawn to dark for the young inhabitant... Thursday is the era for forgiveness...
Big words leave diminutive definitions.... leaving people dumbfounded on what these terms mean.... my pen bleeds out logic as to presuming that it doesn't matter how intelligent words bleed out from the ink of your pen..
As my journal abides to overflow with words on my life, my thoughts scatter... and still i am unsatisfied with what i have to endure constantly.... Unsatisfied with how things function....Life is one thing i still Pursue to misunderstand.... That life is one of the things you make of it...
My country was one of the first to gain it's independence... Humid days and arctic nights... With conditions like these... It's almost seems hard to stay away...
Comments about Patrick Derilus
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
Words to keep (Dedication to Maya Angelou)
'You may shoot me with your words
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.'
Words like those are what I needed to stab into my chest
Words like those put me in a trance
I wouldn't have guessed such a human being could be so strong
But nevertheless, I shall not only speak on what I should do
I must act upon it
Thank you maya...
I shall carry these words into my veins for as long as I continue to live.