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SurvivalSurvival.

Give a man a fish he will eat for a day.
Teach a man to fish he will eat for a life time.

Give a man a gun he will rob a bank.
Give a man a bank he will rob the world.

We adapt and adjust.
Constantly dithering on the cusp
Of what is considered wrong and right,
Ensuring that our ambitions remain in sight.

We would be willing to do anything
In order to get what we truly desire.
We would be willing to risk everything
Even putting our friends in the line of fire.

We may share the bounty with others,
Allowing them to experience the fruitful taste.
Given the option we will even care for our brothers.
Just as long as w

Free WillFree Will.

Is free will a devout gift or a curse?

Was it free will that granted a desperate man to steal an old lady's purse?

Was it free will that resulted in multiple bodies carried in a hearse?

Was it free will that justified a police officer to shoot the accused first?

Was it free will that allowed a family man's mentality to be so perverse?

Could this world of ours get any worse?

Free will gives us the chance for all of us to be distinctive.

But as a consequence people can act corruptive and vindictive.

But without this choice, our lives would be constrained and restrictive.

Undoubtedly these two differing perspectives are cont

L.O.V.E.L.O.V.E.

It swallows you whole,
Exceeds your control.
Apprehends your soul,
Until it has taken its toll.

It’s an overwhelming feeling.
That is made to be appealing
And you can’t help revealing,
The doubts you are concealing.

It’s an undefined dimple
And a well known jingle.
But only when you are single
Does it all seem so simple.

It is one of life’s many gifts,
That empowers and uplifts
And can lead you adrift.
Should you miss your shift.

It is impossible to describe it.
It is impossible to fight it.
Because once it is ignited
And once you have tried it.

It will take your independence.
You will become used to it

Opposable Positions.Opposable Positions.

So if...

Good girls are really bad girls that never got caught

And

Kings and queens are insecure people that hide behind their forts.

Then

Survivors are cowards that run away when they could’ve fought.

Which means

Celebrities are strategists and opportunists that utilise their thoughts

And

Teachers are failures who couldn’t make use of the lessons life taught.

It would seem then you are either one way or the other.

There is fine undefined line between enemies and lovers.

So pick and choose wisely when deciding what side you are on.

Because you can never know the person you one day might become.

One of Many.One of Many.

I'm afraid of your judgments.
I'm afraid of what you will think of me.

So I make subtle adjustments
And become someone you want me to be.

I hide behind my mascara and concealer.
Smile and respond when instructed.

I'm not smart or sexy enough to be a leader.
So I allow myself to become conducted.

I allow myself to become obstructed.
I allow myself to become abducted.
I allow myself to become corrupted.
I allow myself to become artificial.
I allow myself to become superficial.
I allow myself to become egotistical

And live behind a carefully applied screen.
Because my real face can never be seen.

It's easier to act

The Person I Once KnewThe Person I Once Knew

We used to talk everyday.
Laughing, talking and spending time together.
I never thought me and you would stray.
I assumed we would be this close forever.

Now your number is never in use.
You're just a photo in my frame of mind.
It went from mutual respect to absolute abuse.
A bond like ours is difficult to find.

I occasionally think of you and wonder how your doing.
Wonder what you look like and if you still talk the same.
Imagine what your doing with life and what dreams you are pursuing.
Despite everything that happened my memories of you will always remain.

I knew you for a while and you made an impact

Purpose.Purpose.

What would a story be?
If there was no one there to read it.

What would dreams be?
If there was no one there to conceive it.

What would a picture be?
If there was no one there to see it.

What would a secret be?
If there was no one there to keep it.

What would love be?
If there was no one there to feel it.

What would a song be?
If there was no one there to sing it.

What would the truth be?
If there was no one there to admit it.

What would advice be?
If there was no one there to give it.

What would life be?
If there was no one there to live it.

Kela Lewis-Morin

Laugh, Love and LiveLaugh, Love and Live.

The only contagious and infectious cure.
Considered something natural and pure.

Uncontrollable but influential,
In times of need it is deemed essential.

We each have our own signature expression.
The ever lasting opposite to depression.

Known to provoke tears of delight.
Even when heaven seems out of sight.

Something that can lighten any situation.
It has the power to tighten and fuse any relation.

An antidote we are all able to access.
Something we

SilenceSilence.

A language that everyone speaks.
       But one that we are not able to hear.

A place where emotions and abandonment meet.
       Of which we are forced to confront our buried fears.

There are no more lessons that the agents of society can teach.
       An infinite amount of words expressed through a solitary tear.

People dish out advice but never practise what they preach.
       A language with the same traits as a hopeful prayer.

A society where people judge others, as they sit back i

Absence.Absence.

I hate the thought of coming home to an empty room.

It is a scenario my mind is not able to consume.

Even though I know you will be back soon.

I still have to wait for your return,

In order for my life to resume.

Kela Lewis-Morin

They SayThey Say.

They say there is always a silver lining.
But right now my future looks bleak.

They say the sky is the limit.
But my vision is blocked by a mountain peak

They say life is a game.
But I was never any good at hide and seek.

They say were all different.
But does that mean that were all unique.

They say everyone wants to win.
But I have no desire to compete.

They say there are plenty more fish in the sea.
But they didn't say whether the water's shallow or deep.

They say everyone is searching for the same answer.
But I have'nt got it in me to cheat.

They say I'm too negative.
But I know this also comes hand in hand with d

Living a Lie.Living a Lie.

You say things you don't mean when you're angry.
You call me a waste of space and that you can't stand me.

When the dust settles you say you don't mean it.
You say I should know better than to believe it.

As usual I foolishly upkeep your illusive hold on me.
I allow you to mute my thoughts and take control of me.

You promise and reassure me that it will never happen again.
That this is the last time and you will put it all to an end.

But I know promises only comfort fools,
Who readily allow others to pull the wool

Over our eyes because it is easier to swallow the lies.
Can it be a mistake if it happens more than tw

Questions.Questions.

Nobody has the answers
But everybody has the Y’s.

Speculations of a faultless green pasture,
Based on a line of best fit that was drawn to lie.

The solution is a sequence of random numbers and dates.
In addition to a complicated sum of love, grief, fear and hate.

Which form a unique equation that can never be revealed.
It’s the only bit of ignorance that still remains concealed.

Even though we may feel defenseless.

The possibilities are endless.

The opportunities are relentless.

Opinions become senseless

And still we lie restless.

Attempting to solve the unsolvable

And control the uncontrollable.

To know th

Semi-Detached.Semi-Detached.

She was very sensitive.
As if the volume was turned up in her head.

She started using her mother’s sedatives,
As a solution for her sleepless nights in bed.

She couldn’t connect with any of her relatives,
They never showed an interest in anything she said.

Her attempts at socialising were tentative,
So she conjured up imaginary friends instead.

Her dogged detachment was her only imperative.
She could not risk the chance of being misled.

There was no one to peel back the layer of negatives.
Too many years of tears have been bred and shed.

The smile she occasionally displayed was purely decorative.
She knows

ArtArt.

Imagine...

The world is your canvas.

Society is your paint brush.

The people are your choice of colours.

What kind of picture would you paint?

How would it differ from the image that is currently on show?

Would you go mad and rid yourself from all forms of restraint?

Just how far down the rabbit hole are you willing to go?

I ask because every portrait I create,

Is inspired by what is already in front of me.

So is it possible to even recreate,

Anything that the mind is not able to see.

The picture will always be the same

Because this life is all we know.

Where there is compassion there must be pain

Because it us who made

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Nonet Two I Thought

by *KelaLewis-Morin, Mar 17, 2012, 3:23:52 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

I Thought…

I thought you would not ever hurt me.

I guess I was completely wrong.

You promised to protect me,

The end was prolonged.

You said you loved me.

I can't be strong.

Please help me.

Sing my

Song.

Kela lewis-morin

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okay i decided to try a random poetic style and i came across this one entitled a 'nonet'. which is a poem where the first like starts with nine syllables and the second with eight and the third with seven and so on. hope it worked and made sense let me know what you think

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!AkatsukisFallenAngel May 6, 2012

This is beautiful, and explained my life about a week ago X3. But I'm sure it explains everyone's life at one point in time, which only adds to the amazingness that be. Love it as usual X3

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*KelaLewis-Morin Jul 6, 2012 Student Writer

ahhh really I am glad you can relate to it to

thank you so much

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!AkatsukisFallenAngel Jul 12, 2012

You're welcome ^~^

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~ingmaster5 Mar 25, 2012 Student Writer

Very good. I like this.

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*KelaLewis-Morin Mar 30, 2012 Student Writer

awwh thank you glad you liked it

please feel free to check out some of my other stuff if you like

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~DarkBlueWaters Mar 23, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

So pretty!!!

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*KelaLewis-Morin Mar 30, 2012 Student Writer

awwwh thank you

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~DarkBlueWaters May 4, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Welcome welcome welcome!

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*KelaLewis-Morin May 5, 2012 Student Writer

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~NykiiLynn Mar 17, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

goddamn... this is my night tonight in black in white. :''( </3

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