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Tears of Solace
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My heart,soul,emotions,feelings and life story translated into words.
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Hand Made
Everything before my eyes has been created because of my blood, sweat, and tears. I was never given the chance to take the easy path in life nor a path that was filled with numerous short cuts. I had to wake up every morning and earn everything that has come my way. We all want something but few are willing to make the necessary sacrifices to obtain what our heart desires. The opportunities in my life all presented themselves once I put all the effort that was needed to make sure I would maximize my chances. I have no guilty conscience for the ones that made their choices but things didn’t work out for them. We are all dealt our cards in life and we need to know how to play them when the time is right. At times our choices fail to live up to our expectations and at times they exceed expectations. Everything that I have obtained in life has been done the right way and I like it that way. I put an honest day effort so that I can rest easy at night. I am living the life that I created for myself and I couldn’t be happier.
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Chasing Hope
My family left everyone who they loved and cared for back at home
We had little in our poverty stricken home of Honduras
For nearly fifteen years my parents couldn’t return to the place they called home
Not seeing relatives and close friends for ages because of technical legalities
There was no hope in my home country but there was a lot more in the USA
My parents weren’t guaranteed anything once they arrived in the States
The streets weren’t covered in golden and silver like the Spaniards once thought
The opportunities were there you had to go get it
Blood and sweat and tears are the best recipe for success
But all my parents had from the start was hope
All you need is hope because it can lead to opportunities and prosperity if you are willing to work hard and make the necessary sacrifices
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Clock
Your hands never lie
You always tell the right time
The victims who have fallen to your wrath are endless
You turn the strongest stone to dust
The shiniest metal to a golden rust
The youngest man is eventually transformed into a withered old man
We do everything to prevent your wrath
But you always seem to cross our path
As your hands go round and round
Humans and animals become one with the ground
You have no mercy or fear
You always whisper in our ear
Relax this won’t hurt my dear
I am just telling you the time
And that your end is near
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Chances
We all want a second chance
Since we blatantly and unknowingly ruined our first chance
Knowing a second chance would be right around the corner
We could have done this
We should have done that
We would have done this
Stays focused and always work hard
There would be no need for a second chance
If you were ready for when your first opportunity came around
Why seek a second chance when you weren’t even prepared for maybe your only chance
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Casual Sex
Your name is irrelevant and so is mine
Respect is mutual but a long-term relationships isn’t’ desired by neither of us
We just have a craving for sex that must be satisfied
The emotions and feelings are left out of this picture
A brief dinner date to lighten the situation
Then off to bed
As lust consumes our rational thinking, we greatly enjoy the euphoric moments which are upon us
With every thrust and moan the stresses and pressures of life are passionately released from our bodies
As we descend from our lustful high, we regain our rational mind
A parting kiss since we both knew this would be our final good bye
Something so simple
Two people who were in need of sex
Why should it have to be more complex?
It was simply casual sex
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Bye School
School came and went
Hope I got enough money for rent
 No more lectures in class
Just at work sitting on my ass
 No more writing papers for school
Graduating finally made me feel cool
 No need to worry about grades
I just hope I never get aids
 I remember when I felt like a wreck
Love looking at my paycheck
 My prom wasn’t too amazing
Those memories are slowly fading
 No need to worry about teasing
Currently too busy achieving
 No more drugs
I had to pull the plug
 Forever are gone those days in the fall
I sure did have a ball
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Blonde Hair Blue Eyes
Automatic sex symbol
Person we wish we could take home for the night
Two traits that few have
Yet desired by so many
Makeup or not
Chubby or hot
Secretly this is what everyone wants
Piercing blue eyes
Elegant blond hair
Like a diamond in the rough
We hope to find a cute boy or girl
Who possesses these traits and attracted to us
Piercing blue eyes could see the darkest secrets in our heart and soul
Elegant blond hair that would just mellow our pain away
To be a person with blond hair and blue eyes
Must be kind of cool
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Beautiful Women
I am human just like everyone else. I have my own goals and dreams in life but why should I live up to the expectations of everyone else other than my own? Why does every man act like a child or a fake perfect man when he is around me? Do they simply want me naked on their bed for a night of casual sex? Why can’t we have sex at night and be a normal couple the rest of the time? I may be beautiful but that doesn’t mean that I’m the best girl for every man. I’ve met girls how are prettier and smarter than me but it seems like men still don’t care. What if I was terrible in bed, worse in the kitchen and a nightmare as a wife or a mother? Would you still shallowly accept all these blatant personal flaws just because I have a set of nice boobs, a firm butt and a small waist? I guess men will always be savages: just looking for a nice toy to play with until they get bored. I don’t want to be a man’s treasure today and his curb side trash tomorrow. I just want to be treated as a woman should be treated. I want kindness, respect and love from a good man but it seems all men just view me as sex toy and not a rational human being unfortunately.
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Battle Field Rose
 I am the battlefield between a honeybee and wasp
They each want my entire flower’s nectar
But their constant battle always leads to the daily treaty
They seem to alternate turns of who gets first dibs
Hungry and exhausted the other waits while the other gets his fill of nectar
Bellies filled they agree to fight again…tomorrow
They wish the other would perish but who would they fight if the other wasn’t around
They both covet my nectar but enjoy the sweet taste of victory from their daily battles
I am the battlefield and I have the best seat in the house
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Animal Instincts
You don’t care for my name
You think my looks are a mess
I talk to you as a gentleman for as long as I could
Until I realized you understood nothing I said
I jokingly whispered into your ear “ Let’s get naked in my bed”
Suddenly your attention was mine
I couldn’t promise you the moon or sky
I don’t think I will make you mine forever
Let’s just be animals and enjoy the rest of this night together
Enough of the formal introduction
Let our sexual lust lead the way
We are treated like a princess and a prince by society
But only a few can make our bodies feel oh so good
You enjoyed the roller coaster ride
We got through the hurdle of sex
Now let’s see if we can conquer each other’s emotions next
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Caged Beast
I used to roam the African savannah, had my own territory and pride to protect. I roared and everyone would kneel in respect. Challengers would try their best to take what I had earned through effort and hard work but they all failed. I choose the prey and my followers made them my lunch. I was living the life and I was the king. My clan was systemically killed and taken from me. People placed my clan’s heads on their walls as trophies and locked me inside this plastic and metal cage. I had everything right for a king but now I am the slave to my human masters. Food is brought to me but who killed it? I have a few feet of territory that I never earned. I have a mate who I just happen to hate but we are expected to mate. Damn these human animals, nobody fears my roar. I am a fallen king living in this hell that humans happily call a zoo.
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Calming Breeze
Awaken my internal joy
As your soothing gentle winds
Hit my skin
I feel all the anger, restless and worries
Of life magically fade away
The crisp and cool air
Put the sky and my soul
Momentarily at peace
A deep breathe
Helps me appreciate
How truly blessed I am
Pain and struggle
I overcame
I wish more people
Could say the same
Forget the money and fame
I wish I could have
This tranquil feeling
Everyday instead of just today
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Anger Free
It is hard to be mad at the world when nothing stirs that feeling anymore
I’ve noticed these past few years genuinely smiling maybe for the first time ever
I assume the stress from school subconsciously made me a much more serious person than I really am
Hard to let my guard down, laugh and act like a dork when I had a big test coming up in a few weeks or a big research paper that was due soon
Then right before graduation I was annoyed and stressed about finding my first real job so that obviously made me feel unease to say the least
Now everything has changed for the best
After spending a significant portion of my young life in school
It feels really nice to finally be done and have a career that I love
Now I just happily smile as I work hard to keep what I have earned but try to attain what I haven’t reached yet
It feels nice not to be angry at the world anymore
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Angel of Death
The second I was born, you became part of my life. Instantly you and life began their clash. Like Yin and Yang, everything has a light and dark side. The cost of every life is one death. A simple equation: Life gives one and you take one back; always keeping the balance of the world in check.
       When I am awake, life guards my body ensuring that I navigate everything properly in my path. I start as an infant then I progress as a young child, teenager, young adult, middle age and old age. Throughout the circle of life, you take a few too early but let a few live well beyond their intended time.
       When night falls, you are always waiting for that moment. When the last breath escapes my lungs you can begin your job. With years of boredom, waiting for me to finish my life you can at last start guiding my soul to its proper resting place.
       Will it be heaven or hell - your judgment is all that waits. You observed my life carefully, analyzing every decision and the outcomes that came of them. As you wonder if the pearly gates of heaven are my ideal place, your evil side tempts you into sending me to the infernos of hell. As you pass your judgment, I accept your decision.
   As I searched my heart for the answers of heaven or hell, I could not call your judgment biased since we both clearly already knew the answer. As my family shed their tears and said their final goodbyes, you grew impatient. With my death, and your judgment already complete you just wait for the casket to close so you can take my soul to its resting place.
I beg for one final request and you agree. I tell you please protect my family for generations to come. You slightly tilt your head forward as a sign of agreement to my final request. As my soul drifts to its final resting place, you quietly tell me my generations are safe forever until they meet me. As my soul smiles in your mercy, I am finally able to see again all those people who encountered you in the past.
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Alone With My Mind
At times I just need to be alone with my thoughts
Life may move at a hundred miles an hour
But things don’t always make much sense
Until you have time to take a deep breathe and relax
Surrounded by coworkers at the office
Surrounded by family at home
Surrounded by strangers out in public
Yet at times all I need is a little bit of quiet time
No loud music to stimulate ideas
Nor thinking about my next poem
Just my pillow and bed sheets are necessary
Comfort myself in my bed
And try to make sense of whatever is disturbing me
Every problem has an answer
But so many of us don’t have the patience
To find the answers to the questions that plaque our minds
I stare into oblivion and let my mind think
You can have spiritual guidance and good advice
But at times we just need to let our mind find the proper solution
Is analyzing and reflecting upon our lives a thing of the past?
Or have we became too engrained in our career or job
That we lost all sense of normalcy and unbiased perspective
To see what is actually bringing pain or joy to our daily life
Despite being surrounded by people all the time
I enjoy being alone with my mind
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Alcoholic Demon
Arguably, the most destructive force in my life has been alcohol. It seems to destroy everything in its path. It has destroyed countless lives throughout history and greatly affected my own life. If you are big or small, it seems like everyone can fall to alcohol.  
           My father, along with so many of my relatives is an alcoholic and there is no point in hiding it or being ashamed of it. I have seen them drink their fair share of booze over the years. I hated it because I felt I was living in fear. Their bodies have greatly felt the destructive nature of alcohol but they tend to blame it on bad genetics rather than on the alcohol, which is gradually taking their life away.  
           Drinking your life away… what more can I say? - It seems like alcohol preys on people that are mentally weak. How could any person let a substance tactically destroy their life? It causes their loved ones so much pain, are they insane?
           Is alcoholism a disease? I tend to disagree with that. I feel that it is something that an average person can easily get addicted to, especially when it is accepted in society and we see its usage constantly encouraged through advertisements and promotions. Everyone wants to quit smoking but why not quit booze as well. Kill two birds with one stone; you don't want to lose your life because of booze.            
It seems like most people start as social drinkers but then a tragic event or a bad tendency leads an individual to be hooked on booze. All of a sudden, it becomes part of their routine to drink. It went from a drink or a cocktail every once in a while to at least a beer a day. The more you do it the less you think; every time pushing you to complete addiction.   
           I am old enough to drink but it feels awkward when I do. I have never had a drink in front of family but only with friends. At times, I think about my parents when I drink hoping they aren’t too mad. At times, I do feel really sad when I have a drink because I hear the voices of my mom and relatives who tell me to avoid alcohol at all costs. I do like a Long Island Iced Tea or good beer every once in awhile but I am always very self-conscious to never let it become a habit but rather just something I do occasionally to unwind from the stresses and pressures of life.  
           I hope I never fall victim to alcohol. I don’t want it to chronically hurt my body or bring harm to the ones I love. I think I would rather die than ever tell my mother that her son has transformed into an alcoholic demon.
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tearsofsolace-blog · 7 years ago
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Aging Through Facebook
The once young have started to age
We joked and laughed in high school
Unfortunately life is no laughing matter
We once had childhood stress: school and homework
Now we all have real world stress: bills and work
Our bodies and lives have changed over time
We all have lost loved ones along the way
At the end of the day, I enjoy seeing everyone’s status
More and more of my friends are getting married and engaged
I remember when most of us were always single just hoping for a date
We dreaded being around little kids because they annoyed us
Some of my friends have become parents and I know their kids make them happy
I always wondered in high school where my friends would be in the future
I think everyone has done all right
We each took our separate paths but attained the same goal: happiness
Separated by distance but Facebook reunited us all in an instant
To everyone out there I am glad that you are doing well
You will always have my support because you are the ones I call friends
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