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It's crazy how the distance kept us close, it's crazy how I manage to let go and lately I've been thinking about you and lately I've been thinking if it's true, that if it takes two hearts to break to fall in love then maybe I'm the reason why you walked out the door and everything that I love has gone to waste. Maybe I'm just a little insane, maybe I did expect you to stay.
By: Yaribray "Caged Dove" by Orian
The farthest I can recall from when we spoke was: "Orian, I can't tell you, I've got my own problems. It would only make things worse" "I think I should be the one to judge that" "No Orian, I know ... This one I really can't tell" "You know I can bring your spirits up! I really can!" "Orian. Just don't.." She said with a sigh. "Alright! I'm just saying. Your words shouldn't be withheld from the world. I understand it's hard to speak the truth. But your words shouldn't be held inside a cage like a dove. For when it does, it will never get to fly, like all doves are meant to. And when you want it to- and decide to let it free, it will be too late, and when you open the cage it will leap into the sky and fall down in despair! For it won't remember how to fly, It won't remember the feeling that died slowly over the years of it's solitude. All it will remember is each movement, but it won't be able to put it together like our words that withhold letters . It will be lost in the darkness that the dove falls into." "ORIAN- I love you" |
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"LIFE" by Oscar nobody likes or loves me they call me ugly and musty but in reality I'm just kid with dreams with no hope that's just the way I see things just like when my father left me it left a burden in my soul inside I feel cold this how I hope everybody knows I need no sympathy I just need peace and harmony |
"Quite The Catch (I'm Hooked)" by Orian She's got me wrapped around her finger... And every time I scream out from my lungs just to sing a song for someone it ends before it begun. And every time she wanders, it makes me think and wonder if we are really meant for each other. |
"It's A Cold Life Sometimes" By John "Scrappy" Ramirez
When I look out the window I see this beautiful world with colors, I know life is amazing but at the same time it’s crazy. Most of us stay in Hollywood and all we think about is love, money, and fame when others want a family, house, or food. This society is getting colder and colder. Technology is killing this world and taking the fun away. Let’s be an explorer of the world which exist in ourselves through thoughts. There is more than just living in this world. We just have to stop for a second and think where we stand on this world.
Growing up in the ghetto where all you hear on the street is Crip or Blood, watching people fight for different colors made me realize what I want for my future, but most of the people in South Central or the inner-city don’t understand that the universe is wider than our views of it . We get stuck in the hood and get complacent with our lifestyle. Some of my people go to college, some go to jail for the things they do just to make it through this unfair world. Posted on the corner like a mailbox “hustling” selling drugs to live another day knowing at any given time we can leave our family and forever be gone is what made me realize what I truly want for the rest of my life.
Love your life and live it no matter how poor it is. A quiet mind can live contently in an almshouse better than a palace. 43 deaths have been reported from West Africa. Ebola is killing poor people and it’s taking over Africa and 55% of people living are praying for better days. I just wish people would be more grateful for the life they live. I see my friends complaining all the time about what goes on through their daily life, they make it seem as if their life was so bad but they don’t understand what is going on out there, no one does and it’s upsetting. We should all just learn how to appreciate life, and stop being so selfish all the time.
Thoreau once said “If a man lives his life differently than others, maybe he hears a different drummer; he should follow the music he hears. Our conceptions of reality our limiting and artificial” Which is true because as I was growing up I would always listen to music that made me feel alive and made me want to go out there to the real life and make my momma proud. I want to be able to experience all the dreams I have within myself. I don’t just want to sit around and see other people living their dreams when I have dreams myself. I want to be a able to live a Thoreau life and become a role model to my little brother and sister, because we all have goals and living where I live people don’t get what they want easy and I don’t want my brother and sister to grow up with that mentality. I want them to listen to their own drummer and be able to find their selves.
At the end of the day, we take in what we can, we are who we are and although life gets hard and dark, there’s always a bright side of life, where we can relax and find our Walden Pond and be able to think deep within our soul. When I get older, I’ll look back at Thoreau’s views and every time I’m feeling down, I’ll remember to go to my Walden Pond and be grateful for the life I live and remember that life isn’t as cold after all.
"Fall Thoughts" By Yari Hernandez
We all have a Walden Pond; some of us don’t believe we do but we do. I myself have one of my own, my rooftop. As I sit around and let the breeze hit me on a cold fall night, I wonder to myself; Is there really more to life? Why can’t our society be different? Are we all just a repeat of an old life? As I look down and see my neighborhood, I don’t see kids playing ball, tag, or anything that has to do with being outside and enjoying life. Thoreau said “The universe is wider than our views of it”, which is true; if you stand on a rooftop and look ahead you’ll see buildings and city lights, but have you ever been there, or gotten the time to experience a moment there? No, because we are all so caught in little things that we forget to appreciate people,time, moments and most of all, life itself.
As it get’s colder, my mind gets overcrowded with thoughts I can’t control. I sit on the roof once again and let the 11 p.m. breeze flow through my hair; I take a deep breath and smell the trees, see the old drunk man who hangs around my parking lot, smell the cigarettes my neighbor is smoking every five minutes. I see the metal coffins that pass by every ten minutes with their loud music, but as I look closely with my little spectacles, I see the loneliness and fear in people’s faces. I also see people who are just so happy, listening to music, and maybe they are just listening to a different drummer, because we usually react to the music we listen to, which is true; for example, if you were listening to “homecoming” by Kanye West, you’ll feel like you want to become something more significant or just have fun, be rich and enjoy life, but if you were listening to “Doing it wrong” by Drake, you would feel your mind full of multiple thoughts; you would feel a different beat and rhythm to your life.
It’s 12 a.m. and nothing has changed; the wind is still blowing but now i’m just shivering. I look down and view how my street is always clean, but I don’t feel proud because instead of us working as a community, we have one person doing all the work for us. Every morning this man comes and cleans the streets; no one knows who he is. It isn’t his job but I guess even though he might not know who Thoreau is, he agrees with him and the way he views life. He’s living that way, he’s exploring life, he’s living life, exploring the universe and it’s people. He’s exploring the world that exist deep inside himself.
Now it’s time to go home; my mom is calling me, yelling my name, “YARIKSSA, Come home!!!!” I hear my brother yelling “Yari stop hanging on the rooftop, you weirdo”. But that doesn’t stop my thoughts; I get into my thoughts one last time and think about what Thoreau has said: “Love your life and live it no matter how poor it is. A quiet mind can live contently in an almshouse better than a palace”. This is true; my dad always told me how they lived in a small house and everyone was so happy. But once they moved into a big house and they all had the chance to have their own rooms. Everyone was just moody and selfish; no one communicated whatsoever, and it wasn’t as if they had their own Walden Pond, because they didn’t. But my dad did; it was his living room. No one knew what it even felt to hang out in a living room anymore; they were all stuck in their rooms, and I really don’t want to live a life like that. What i’m trying to say is that we should all just appreciate everything, all the little things people do for us and even the life we live. Life only gets better; we are all on a roller coaster with bumps and stops, but we will eventually get to the end of the ride and live a great life. Get off your phones and find yourself a Walden pond where you can develop new thoughts and be able to explore your inner self. Turn your dreams into reality.
We all have a Walden Pond; some of us don’t believe we do but we do. I myself have one of my own, my rooftop. As I sit around and let the breeze hit me on a cold fall night, I wonder to myself; Is there really more to life? Why can’t our society be different? Are we all just a repeat of an old life? As I look down and see my neighborhood, I don’t see kids playing ball, tag, or anything that has to do with being outside and enjoying life. Thoreau said “The universe is wider than our views of it”, which is true; if you stand on a rooftop and look ahead you’ll see buildings and city lights, but have you ever been there, or gotten the time to experience a moment there? No, because we are all so caught in little things that we forget to appreciate people,time, moments and most of all, life itself.
As it get’s colder, my mind gets overcrowded with thoughts I can’t control. I sit on the roof once again and let the 11 p.m. breeze flow through my hair; I take a deep breath and smell the trees, see the old drunk man who hangs around my parking lot, smell the cigarettes my neighbor is smoking every five minutes. I see the metal coffins that pass by every ten minutes with their loud music, but as I look closely with my little spectacles, I see the loneliness and fear in people’s faces. I also see people who are just so happy, listening to music, and maybe they are just listening to a different drummer, because we usually react to the music we listen to, which is true; for example, if you were listening to “homecoming” by Kanye West, you’ll feel like you want to become something more significant or just have fun, be rich and enjoy life, but if you were listening to “Doing it wrong” by Drake, you would feel your mind full of multiple thoughts; you would feel a different beat and rhythm to your life.
It’s 12 a.m. and nothing has changed; the wind is still blowing but now i’m just shivering. I look down and view how my street is always clean, but I don’t feel proud because instead of us working as a community, we have one person doing all the work for us. Every morning this man comes and cleans the streets; no one knows who he is. It isn’t his job but I guess even though he might not know who Thoreau is, he agrees with him and the way he views life. He’s living that way, he’s exploring life, he’s living life, exploring the universe and it’s people. He’s exploring the world that exist deep inside himself.
Now it’s time to go home; my mom is calling me, yelling my name, “YARIKSSA, Come home!!!!” I hear my brother yelling “Yari stop hanging on the rooftop, you weirdo”. But that doesn’t stop my thoughts; I get into my thoughts one last time and think about what Thoreau has said: “Love your life and live it no matter how poor it is. A quiet mind can live contently in an almshouse better than a palace”. This is true; my dad always told me how they lived in a small house and everyone was so happy. But once they moved into a big house and they all had the chance to have their own rooms. Everyone was just moody and selfish; no one communicated whatsoever, and it wasn’t as if they had their own Walden Pond, because they didn’t. But my dad did; it was his living room. No one knew what it even felt to hang out in a living room anymore; they were all stuck in their rooms, and I really don’t want to live a life like that. What i’m trying to say is that we should all just appreciate everything, all the little things people do for us and even the life we live. Life only gets better; we are all on a roller coaster with bumps and stops, but we will eventually get to the end of the ride and live a great life. Get off your phones and find yourself a Walden pond where you can develop new thoughts and be able to explore your inner self. Turn your dreams into reality.