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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.'
Why must we die..?
We die because of old age... We die because due to our destructive decisions... We die because of our addictions... Did god set limits to humanity itself
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....
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
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...
The level of your vitality has no end... Throughout life, it seems you are able to do anything.... Without Tiring out.... As if a million hearts acted as one....
He begins to scrape huge amounts of ink against the tree's branches... He writes words that could touch many people.... anger is showing it's essence though what he is currently perceiving... He impacts the crowd with eminence...
Throughout history, I was surprised with what America had hidden beneath the sheets... As if our only way of responding to anything... It was to be solved with War and Destruction... Reaching out for more facts on this nation...
The Devil's Doors
This site of construction dwells within foreshadowing fear.... My first day at it already seems overwhelming... The building is overcrowded with inhabitants... I believe my stay here will be an eternity...of Twists and turns...
It has been ever so long since then in the deep blue sea... I portrayed as a fish myself is looking for the one... My congruent soul mate... All types of creatures swim in these waters and it is often rare that i find that special one....
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)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
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.