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</description><title>POETiCALi $PEAKING</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @poetryismylanguage)</generator><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>2012 (2013)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;“Most people talk too much and don’t spend enough time trying to walk too much. 2012 is gone in a little over an hour. You can talk all damn day about what you’re going to do this new year but shit, it won’t mean a damn thang come tomorrow. That’s just the truth. You got to bring that speech to life because actions speak louder than words. People remember what you DID, not what you said you’re going to DO! Don’t fool yourself. Don’t front fo&lt;u&gt;r Facebook, Tumblr or Twitter &lt;/u&gt;for that matter. Just get yo shit together and do what the fuck you gotta do for you. Fuck everybody else and what they talkin bout. At the end of the day most people don’t give a fuck about your new years resolutions especially if they were the same ones as the first of the year for 2012. If you want to do something, do it. If you wanna change something, do it. If you wanna quit something, do it. Everybody get on your Nike shit and just.fuckin.do.it. Yours truly and Happy Early New Years to all of you beautiful people as well as the lost souls. May your new year of 2013 be better than your entire life to date. Peace.” &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/39356553629</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/39356553629</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2012 23:12:13 -0500</pubDate><category>2012</category><category>2013</category><category>stfu</category><category>nike</category><category>truth</category><category>me</category></item><item><title>"Sometimes the ones who deserve the most never seem to get it; and the one’s we didn’t..."</title><description>“Sometimes the ones who deserve the most never seem to get it; and the one’s we didn’t mean to hurt never can forget it”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;poetryismylanguage&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/38205964445</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/38205964445</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2012 23:41:40 -0500</pubDate><category>quote</category><category>poetic</category><category>pain</category><category>truth</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyh2o8PPZj1r48cu0o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36937530238</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36937530238</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2012 01:56:54 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>creatingaquietmind:

my heart can not handle this much cuteness</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_me804rfAdN1r3gb3zo1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_me804rfAdN1r3gb3zo2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_me804rfAdN1r3gb3zo3_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_me804rfAdN1r3gb3zo4_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://creatingaquietmind.tumblr.com/post/36911675760/my-heart-can-not-handle-this-much-cuteness" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;creatingaquietmind&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;my heart can not handle this much cuteness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36937490087</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36937490087</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2012 01:55:53 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #247 by Tyler Knott Gregson
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_me09xsZHWn1qz8rpeo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://tylerknott.com/post/36819905580/typewriter-series-247-by-tyler-knott-gregson"&gt;tylerknott&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Typewriter Series #247 &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;a href="http://tylerknott.com"&gt;Tyler Knott Gregson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36937388582</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36937388582</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2012 01:53:22 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"The secret of it all, is to write in the gush, the throb, the flood, of the moment – to put things..."</title><description>“The secret of it all, is to write in the gush, the throb, the flood, of the moment – to put things down without deliberation – without worrying about their style – without waiting for a fit time or place. I always worked that way. I took the first scrap of paper, the first doorstep, the first desk, and wrote – wrote, wrote…By writing at the instant the very heartbeat of life is caught.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Walt Whitman (via &lt;a href="http://deadwriters.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;deadwriters&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36937226836</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36937226836</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2012 01:49:24 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"You must write, and read, as if your life depended on it."</title><description>“You must write, and read, as if your life depended on it.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Adrienne Rich (via &lt;a href="http://deadwriters.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;deadwriters&lt;/a&gt;)

&lt;p&gt;True &lt;u&gt;Shit&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36937200616</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36937200616</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2012 01:48:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters; and whether it matters for..."</title><description>“So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters; and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Virginia Woolf (via &lt;a href="http://deadwriters.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;deadwriters&lt;/a&gt;)

&lt;p&gt;#lovve &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36937126089</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36937126089</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2012 01:46:54 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_majtzy2CSx1qb9i9no1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36936957077</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36936957077</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2012 01:42:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Hurt... </title><description>&lt;p&gt;“Pain isn’t the only thing that hurts. Sometimes pain is felt at the core of your worth. And nobody knows you’re hurting except you. Nobody can see the pain that’s so true. They say family are the ones who hurt you the most and oftentimes  that hurt isn’t proposed with a toast. Sometimes man I just want to be left alone. But it seems like certain people haven’t grasped the message. Why is it that when you have something; people always wanna take or ask if you can help them out? I mean last time I checked I am a human being with my own needs. And I’m out here trying to take care of myself. While people out here acting like they don’t need nobody else. But when you look up they’re right in your face, invading your space, they see you cutting your pie and they ask for a taste. It’s just like I’m out here working hard for the little that I do have because I have a goal that I’m trying to accomplish and when I have my small foundation laid, here you come with your hand out trying to get paid. It irks me when people make they’re own mess and look to you to be they’re maid. Last time I checked I didn’t help you make this mess. So don’t bring me into it. Don’t bring me down with you. Don’t make me pay for something that I didn’t do. Stand on your own two feet and take some self responsibility. I mean can I live? It’s hard enough trying to do so on my own. I can only handle so much and I hate being taken advantage of. Some people truly do shit with no regard to how it may make you feel. Selfish beings are not self made. Don’t try to swim with the fishes if you can’t even provide the water.” &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36846101672</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36846101672</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2012 20:07:45 -0500</pubDate><category>poeticthoughts</category><category>personal</category><category>family</category><category>me</category></item><item><title>"I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it."</title><description>“I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Ernest Hemingway  (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://anditslove.tumblr.com/"&gt;anditslove&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36414787257</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36414787257</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2012 02:19:51 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr22bd8vp31qf2ft3o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36411934545</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/36411934545</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2012 01:17:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>No X's, Just O's </title><description>&lt;p&gt;When I speak of X&amp;#8217;s and O&amp;#8217;s&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m not talking about tic tac toe&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m speaking of myself&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And the girls you used to know&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;See love is a battlefield&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And with you they lost it all&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But I&amp;#8217;m the type to catch you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If ever you should fall&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And since you fell in love with me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My hands have been full&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No strings attached to my heart&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So there&amp;#8217;s nothing left to pull&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you were my gravity&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then I would always be down for you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Even though you swept me off my feet&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve landed in love with you &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Unlike your ex&amp;#8217;s who didn&amp;#8217;t come with a lifetime warranty&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But I&amp;#8217;m that lifetime disease so with me you&amp;#8217;re in quarantine &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And since I&amp;#8217;m speaking of love&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then that means there&amp;#8217;s no cure &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And if love were to be tested&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then I would be 100&amp;#160;% sure &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That no other woman can be the O&amp;#8217;s to ya heart &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ya X&amp;#8217;s didn&amp;#8217;t belong which is why you&amp;#8217;re now apart &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So the title of this poem is appropriate because&amp;#8230;.. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve become your hugs and those others were your kisses &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve wrapped my love around you to show you that I&amp;#8217;m different&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p&gt;POETiCALi&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mbwkb4ocIO1qf0jl5.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/33595671771</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/33595671771</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2012 17:46:23 -0400</pubDate><category>poem</category><category>poeticali</category><category>love</category><category>relationships</category></item><item><title>..........hi</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Feels like it&amp;#8217;s been months since I&amp;#8217;ve been on here&amp;#8230;..oh wait, that&amp;#8217;s because it has been a couple months. Don&amp;#8217;t really have much to say except I&amp;#8217;ll try to be on here more often but with me, you never know. But I hope all of my people have been well. And to the poets especially, I hope none of you have lost your minds, drowning in your emotions&amp;#8230;because I&amp;#8217;ve come close. Swim. And stay afloat no matter what. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Until next time&amp;#8230;.be proactive.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/31167295311</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/31167295311</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2012 22:02:34 -0400</pubDate><category>thoughts</category><category>me</category><category>hello</category></item><item><title>30 Day Cleanse! </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Tumblr, &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m choosing to challenge myself to a 30 Day social networking sites cleanse. As of today I&amp;#8217;m taking a much needed break from Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr and Instagram. These are all distractions for me unfortunately and I have other things of importance such as my priorities that require my attention. So with that being said, I&amp;#8217;m out. I will be sure to return as a much better person with more going on and a lot to say. If you start to miss me, don&amp;#8217;t worry, it&amp;#8217;ll pass lol. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Be well all and peace&amp;amp;blessings. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/27945860105</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/27945860105</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jul 2012 20:47:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Self Realization.......Is Crucial</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;When you harbor in a lot of internal hurt and pain (particularly past), you&amp;#8217;ll tend to externally bring it out on other people. And it may not be a conscious action; it could very well be subconscious. But if you&amp;#8217;re having problems in your friendships or relationships and there&amp;#8217;s often conflict that&amp;#8217;s initiated on your part; take a look at yourself and dig deep for some answers. Jealousy, insecurity, arguing over small stuff, blowing things out of proportion, always wanting things your way, playing the victim, making others feel bad and hurt because you&amp;#8217;re hurting, etc, etc can all be signs of unhappiness and sadness within yourself from all the hurt and pain you&amp;#8217;ve endured in which you often more times than not, bring out on other people because you have yet to heal or resolve the issues you&amp;#8217;re currently still dealing with.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/27060417515</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/27060417515</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2012 13:39:51 -0400</pubDate><category>me</category><category>myself</category><category>and</category><category>I</category></item><item><title>Random Thoughts...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;In a world where people say &amp;#8220;I don&amp;#8217;t care about what your sexual preference is&amp;#8230;.keep that to yourself.&amp;#8221; I find it funny that people often ask &amp;#8220;Are you gay? Are you a lesbian? Are you bisexual?&amp;#8221; Apparently you people do care&amp;#8230;why? I have no fucking idea&amp;#8230;unless you&amp;#8217;re gay yourself and you&amp;#8217;re just trying to get on but you don&amp;#8217;t want to offend the potential booty call and or potential boyfriend or girlfriend. I think people do care more than they don&amp;#8217;t care but mostly about things that are of no harm to others. They don&amp;#8217;t seem to put as much effort into asking questions of much more importantance. For example, if you&amp;#8217;re a woman with young kids and you take your kids over to a grown, older cousin&amp;#8217;s or uncle&amp;#8217;s house so they can babysit your kids but this uncle or cousin is a child molester&amp;#8230;.wouldn&amp;#8217;t you want to know this crucial information before bringing your kids over to babysit? Wouldn&amp;#8217;t you want to know for your kid&amp;#8217;s protection? It is the responsibility of the child molester to bring forth this information to you. Not only because you&amp;#8217;re family. Not only because he needs psychological help. But because it&amp;#8217;s different and not normal. Not everybody is going to understand the mindset of a child molester. Another example, if you know you&amp;#8217;re a male cross dresser and your friend&amp;#8217;s don&amp;#8217;t know and one day they come to pick you up to hang out and instead of coming out the front door looking like Daniel, you come out looking like Danielle. It would throw your friends off and shock the hell out of them because they never knew about your &amp;#8220;other side&amp;#8221; because you always decided to keep that information to yourself. So bringing it back to sexual preference. Do I feel as though gay people should have to &amp;#8220;come out and reveal their sexual orientation&amp;#8221;? No, they shouldn&amp;#8217;t have to but if we CHOOSE to openly be vulnerable and reveal our true self (especially as a public figure), then I feel like that should be perfectly fine. Despite all the negativity and hate that might follow, do it anyway because that is a form of self expression and self freedom. And when you&amp;#8217;re a public figure, if you don&amp;#8217;t reveal your true self and you&amp;#8217;re spotted by the paparrazi holding hands or making out with the same sex, they&amp;#8217;re going to not only snap photos of you and what appears to be your lover, but they&amp;#8217;re going to ask that ever popular question that most say they don&amp;#8217;t care about, &amp;#8220;are you gay/lesbian&amp;#8221;? And at that point, what would be the point in lying? In denying your own truth? If asked, I feel you should be honest because that is a part of your truth. And if the answer is yes, don&amp;#8217;t be mad at them. Be mad at yourself for assuming all along that they were like you&amp;#8230;a heterosexual. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/26935428641</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/26935428641</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2012 19:04:12 -0400</pubDate><category>thoughts</category><category>sexualorientation</category><category>society</category><category>random</category><category>celebrity</category></item><item><title>"Human relationships were strange. I mean, you were with one person a while, eating and sleeping and..."</title><description>“Human relationships were strange. I mean, you were with one person a while, eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them, talking to them, going places together, and then it stopped. Then there was a short period when you weren’t with anybody, then another woman arrived, and you ate with her and fucked her, and it all seemed so normal, as if you had been waiting just for her and she had been waiting for you. I never felt right being alone; sometimes it felt good but it never felt right.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt; Charles Bukowski, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://minutelovestories.tumblr.com/"&gt;minutelovestories&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/26729862858</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/26729862858</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2012 20:45:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Birthday Cake (My Version)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;~Intro~ &lt;br/&gt;
Come and put ya face in it &lt;br/&gt;
Put ya face in it &lt;br/&gt;
Come and put ya face in it &lt;br/&gt;
Ya face &lt;br/&gt;
Bet you wanna put ya face in it &lt;br/&gt;
Put ya face in it &lt;br/&gt;
Come and put ya face in it &lt;br/&gt;
Ba-ba-baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Verse 1~ &lt;br/&gt;
It&amp;#8217;s not even my birthday &lt;br/&gt;
But I feel it&amp;#8217;s all about me &lt;br/&gt;
I know you wanna do it all day &lt;br/&gt;
Can&amp;#8217;t wait to cut into this cake&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Chorus~ &lt;br/&gt;
He want that cake, cake &lt;br/&gt;
Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake &lt;br/&gt;
Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake &lt;br/&gt;
Cake, cake, cake&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ooh baby, come bite it &lt;br/&gt;
I know you&amp;#8217;ll like it &lt;br/&gt;
Ain&amp;#8217;t no denying &lt;br/&gt;
Imma rub this icing (in ya)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Face, face, face, face &lt;br/&gt;
Face, face, face, face &lt;br/&gt;
Face, face, face, face &lt;br/&gt;
Face, face, face&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Verse 2~ &lt;br/&gt;
I know you wanna eat this &lt;br/&gt;
And that is my wish &lt;br/&gt;
Ain&amp;#8217;t nothing like licks &lt;br/&gt;
Imma make you take this&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Outro~ &lt;br/&gt;
And it&amp;#8217;s not even my birthday &lt;br/&gt;
But you wanna put ya name on it &lt;br/&gt;
And it&amp;#8217;s not even my birthday &lt;br/&gt;
But he wanna put his face in it &lt;br/&gt;
Oooh, I wanna fuck you right now &lt;br/&gt;
Just come and blow my candles out&amp;#8230;.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~poetryismylanguage~&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/26728430006</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/26728430006</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2012 20:19:23 -0400</pubDate><category>birthday</category><category>cake</category><category>music</category><category>creativity</category><category>rihanna</category><category>me</category></item><item><title>leilockheart:

Found on - LINK


Love this! </title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrs0x1akQt1qaobbko1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://leilockheart.tumblr.com/post/10472634708"&gt;leilockheart&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Found on - &lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/680050/via/melinwonderland"&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Love this! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/25279435785</link><guid>http://poetryismylanguage.tumblr.com/post/25279435785</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2012 03:00:07 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
