Print this articleDistorted Perceptions:
The voices inside my head tell me how I am as a person
They say I am a loser
A retard
Socially rejected
These voices are the people all around me in society
The people I see on the street
The people that drive by me in cars
The people I see everywhere I go
These people really don't feel bad things about me
I do
I portray my own insecurities through the perceptions of others
Despite the fact that the may not feel that way about me
All my psychological problems start with me and me only
I will conquer all of my demons when I fully learn how to love myself
Love the people around you
Dont allow for any interference
I dont really hear voices read more »
The Love for Country
Its been so long to feel like writing.I used to write all the time and was very good.The many opinions also agreed read more »
Looking Out My Window
Its a gift.Its a need.Its wonderful.Its life.Its beautiful.Its here.Its in our lives.
Today,is different,as one looks about.To sit here and not dream.to not wish
Last night we sat here together.Last night you watched the movie.I listened. read more »
Love words to My Wife
Starless skies
sleepless nights
but I can't escape
to the saftey of the moonlight
and I sit here
waiting for the sun to stop crying its tears
wait for the light to heal broken years
wait for the night to let in the sun
wait for an absolution that may never come
just waiting
in the night of blackened hearts and weakened souls
yet I still can't escape night's deadness and cold
and people get used to darkness ; silent but bold
and I'm left here
waiting
with the tiniest little light in my eyes
as the darkness overcast all of the skies read more »
sometimes
sometimes when i sit by myself at the dawn
i remember how i used to be so alone
but then you came to change my life
and let me know that my soul is alive
sometimes when my heart beats go higher
and i feel that my passion is put on fire
i ran to the open sea and sleep in a boat
and open your lettres to feel you with each word you wrote
i look at the sky and try to go so far
to see your angel face drawn by each star
sometimes when i feel that the world become so small read more »
As I've grown older, I've found,
that my body has gotten more round.
As I try it,
another new diet,
I always add another pound.
Love
oct. 1, 2001 read more »
The latest journey inside Shaun J. Apple's poetry. Shaun takes us through all new work that has never been shared before. Truth, justice, love, politics, and the environment are all themes that run rampet throughout States.
Come join Shaun on his latest journey through the realms of an avant-garde poetry underworld. Where themes such as the search for truth, disease, social justice, spirituality, falling in love, reproduction, politics, growing-up, childhood, space-tech, and the environment are all highlighted, and packaged creatively and imaginatively into a work of art called "States". http://www.scribd.com/doc/3762211/States-Shaun-J-Apple-2009-Experimental...
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Why is it alright for black men to father babies and not be a father to them? Why is alright for black women to have multiple babies by different men out of wedlock and complain that there are no decent black men? Why is it alright that black men drive the latest cars with rims and tv's in the headrest and live at home with their mother? Why is it alright that black women have fantasy requirements on meeting men(i.e. complexion, height, tool size) and when it's doesn't work out time and time again, complain again that there are no decent black men? Why do black men feel it's alright to lay up on women and family and not work? read more »
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Whos my Daddy Mammy, Thu, 12 Jun 2008 06:34:38 +0200 Thu, 12 Jun 2008 06:34:31 +0200 Sun, 11 May 2008 08:49:05 +0200 Your truth is my truth. that familiar mirror, reveals the truth and the world's greatest intentions. Reaching, reaching, reaching, shining its' halo, like one, aganst the night, broadcasting. The 1st edition of Smithereens In A Moment, by Shaun J. Apple, which is the sequel to the highly creative poetry book, Eons In A Moment (2007). The poems in this book cover various elements / feelings of life, romance, death, war, society, culture, travel, and love, plus the personal reflections of the author. Experimental / Avant-garde poetry and photography that seeks to share insight from interesting lines of emotion wrapped up with chunks of sentiments and sociological points. The main theme of this book is about life coming apart in a moment. Each poem has a photograph accompanying it, giving greater ambiance / feeling to the poem. A place where the poem was composed is given, making the reader aware of the location of the creative place outside of the poet's mind. read more » Live Let Not I give you life night day devide. You take life do let live die. Happy are the horses said Haties brother walking the still earth tonight. Do not let let live let die. Icy scales on a loveless mother Keep your eves locked on the fallen stranger. Have you no mind were all in danger. Our lives be rough let live let the stranger. read more » So what is the destination of the world? Babies being born in every nation No signs of us getting together, The jury's out to lunch You can catch your flight or face Either way you fear it, Cuz I laugh 'til I can't laugh no more Like a candle in the wind Either way you fear it, Cuz I laugh 'til I don't laugh once more read more » My Dog At the site of his future grave I told him he was very brave, I patted his soft furry head Soon l would put him to his new bed, I brought up the horrid gun Knowing it would not be fun, The first shot I hit him in the right But my dog wasn't going to give up without a fight, I saw him fall quickly down With what appeared to be a frown, He let out a desperate cry The pitch beyond high, read more » Days of God Tell me the story |
