Life in Bold Print…a poem

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Louder she says, project your voice let the world hear your noise

Manly the magazine says, wear this, drink that, and please

don’t be seen in public in that hat. So many ideals on who to be

when is it okay to just be me? The musicians put lyrics to songs singing

about fighting for your rights and trying to belong. The examples are

numerous and the fakes are grand, please can I LIVE man? I’m so tired

of following what you think I should be I’m old enough to know that it’s

alright and just fine with me. Fat, skinny, hairy or bald beauty comes one

size fits all. Lets start a revolution and be bold in our resolution to

celebrate our flaws because without them there’s no rhyme or reason at

all. I’m not angry just prepared to show the world how much I care,

about what you think and who you want me to be and I dare you to say all

men are created free. Be Bold Be Proud Be You because in this life its

all you can do.

© 2015 CaesarMarques

 

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Gratitude Cometh…A Poem

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My sistah oh how you can work my nerves

but never in my life do I think I deserve a better champion

in my corner than you, I’m so grateful

My cuzzo oh how you inspire me to be me at all times

love my life since meeting you, eating with you and sharing good times

with you. Grateful is my heart when you call to check up on me

My bestie thanks for being that listener and that voice to tell me

what I need to hear, is it fate that we met at the time that we did?

I cherish our conversations because lord knows I’m not the easiest

to love being moody and all but my gratitude for your shall never fall

The many people who have graced my life through work, school and play

I just want to say, you’ve made my story so much better for having spent

time with you. I’m forever grateful.

© 2015 CaesarMarques

 

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Hope……A Poem

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There was never a time I didn’t strive for the best

want the most, love with all my heart

There was never a time I couldn’t find a song

that spoke my heart and kept my world from falling apart

There was never a time that when I felt so unsure of  my place

someone or something didn’t remind me of his love and his grace

There were many times I sought comfort in food

delighting in the fact that it would never do me any harm

Through the presence of mind I leave fear far behind  and

take the step into destiny where I can find

Hope for the future, hope for my life, hope for my finances

so when buying something I don’t have to think twice

I dream in colors not many people can see, Divine, Grand

Bright as can be.

© 2015 CaesarMarques

Purpose…….#poetry

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 I made a decision of which there is no turning back
      It was for my own good
      I complained about life, and knew i had to make a choice
      Stay silent or use my voice.
      The problem is I have so many interests
      Where do I start? of which interest to pour my heart?
      Take one step at a time they tell me
      I just pray my heart doesn't fail me
      Like many people I don't want to feel defeat
      I want enough money so I can eat
      Good, Feel great have a roof over my head.
 
      This too shall pass, my indecision goes away
      The riches will come when I find a way
      To pursue my passions and not let doubt get in the way
      I pray everyday for the universe to guide my steps
      I love the freedom to decide what I can do and can't do
      So I ask the universe....
      Let my true life find me and open my mind to guide me
      to a place or occupation that my heart and pockets will
      love This I wish on the stars above.  

© 2015 CaesarMarques

Music that uplifts….Part 2 #poetry

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 All day noise, people talking to me, O please just leave me be
       headphones where are you i feel you calling my name, put you in
       this is where my smile begins. Put on that new Janet or Jessie J
       I'm confident these ladies and their grooves have something to say
       if i wanna feel on top of the world, maybe Brandy can help
       or a dose of Jay Z let his cool rhymes and intricate wordplay work on me.
 
       Whatever the mood music can help, hey put on Missy and Tim they got beats
       just enjoy yourself. When you wanna hear vocals for days, I put on Pink
       Whitney, Luther or Mariah music so good goes down like babies and pacifiers
     love music nothing can compare, I may even listen to Bach well maybe on a dare
       Headphones won't let me go, I'm in another world. Lyrics speak my heart
       Melodies speak my soul, Music is a gift, a gun to my head lock and load
        music never gets old and it never will. 

 
© 2015 CaesarMarques

Cold but softer inside; Me……#Poetry

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 He observes all    
      to be of this world         
 a sensitive soul
      with stories untold      
 he likes to think that     
 nobody cares but wonders
      why people stare        
  while searching for a      
 friendly warmth in his eyes
      they get a surprise      
 coldness from a harsh world   made him get a disguise
      the cold front that he    
 puts on is to keep people     
 at bay or so he doesn't
     feel when people spew hate all said and done emotion
 comes easy like switching 
     from cold water to hot     
 Show him your true soul       and he will open up 
      like anyone a temper       that smolders,
 he's a good   man with protective armor
     that's the coldness         you think he harbors    
     he observes all to be of 
     this world a sensitive soul with stories untold the man the myth
 but all me.

© 2015 CaesarMarques

** Some background about this poem. I’m a very private most of the time shy person until i get to know someone. I really don’t like small talk at all and deep conversations with people are a turn on. Who are we kidding though, this can be a harsh world for people who are considered different in any way shape or form. Growing up LGBT and knowing it but afraid to tell made me get an exterior that didn’t match my interior life. That’s where the first and last line come into play “He observes all to be of this world a sensitive soul with stories untold”.

Does a body good…#poetry

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 When a workout is done you're the only one you're my
thirst quencher, my throat tickler, my stomach filler, my muscle builder
you're what the experts say I should drink every day.
I see you through the glass glistening drops of perspiration over the bottle
I grab you, cold grips my hand. I'm sure most people can understand.
The taste incredible, I don't wanna let you go 
Gulp after gulp after gulp now you're gone.
You're taste inspires, oh how I admire
A cold glass of chocolate milk.

© 2015 Caesar Marques

**For this assignment we had to write about the flavor of something in a way that says its gone, kind of like a eulogy (in poetry its called elegy). I just not too long ago finished working out and i enjoyed some chocolate milk afterwards and thought why not. It may seem silly to some (the poem I mean) but it is what it is. So please enjoy and grab some chocolate milk while you’re at it.

A road I travel…#Poetry

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As I past by I-75 the weeds I see

I know by that sight I’m in the D

It looks shabby to outsiders

But this neighborhood is where I come home to be.

Driving down 8 mile

Which has many stories to tell

About the days and nights

And who sleeps and gets freaky in the many motels.

Strip clubs and fast food joints line the street

For late night eats and carnal treats

This road for sure can’t be beat.

After work, often tired I see

Faces and places going about their day

From gas stations to medical weed locations

There’s bad and good I can say.

It goes a long way through city and suburb

Its name you’ve probably heard

In movies, on TV, through music maybe

You can walk up and down till your feet hurts

This road goes through my neighborhood and I’m proud to say

Through potholes and smooth streets

I drive on 8 mile each and every day.

© 2015 CaesarMarques

Authentic faces through musical lyrics….#poetry

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**For this exercise we were to explore a form of poetry called found poetry, you look up pieces that have already been written and make a poem out of it. There were several examples to use. I picked one of my favorite musicians and picked 9 of her songs took a lyric from each and put together a very personal poem about basically being my authentic self. Her music has gotten me through a lot of good and bad times. I found the illustration on Instagram and thought it would fit perfectly with the theme faces.

Authentic faces through musical lyrics

I refuse to falter in what i believe or lose faith in my dreams

After so much suffering

You’ll always be a part of me. I’m part of you indefinitely

There’s an answer if you reach into your soul and that sorrow you know will melt away

And lightning don’t strike the same place twice, when you and I

No stress, no fights I’m leaving it all behind no tears no time to cry

Images of rapture creep into me slowly

But we all make mistakes, felt the guilt and self hate.

One of my favorite poems…#poetry

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I Carry Your Heart With Me

i carry your heart with me
i carry it in my heart

I Carry Your Heart With Me

i am never without it
anywhere i go you go, my dear;
and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling

i fear no fate
for you are my fate, my sweet
i want no world
for beautiful you are my world, my true

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;
which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart
i carry it in my heart

by E.E. Cummings

Why is this one of my favorite poems? I’m a hopeless romantic and I do wish to read a long poem/love letter at my wedding. Seeing this movie made the possibility more real and this poem jumped out at me. I admit I bought more volumes of e.e cummings works just looking for this poem. Its elegant, its romantic and you feel like he could be writing it to anyone including myself. I share with you and the universe one of my favorite poems ever.

P.S: It’s also a good movie but I admit I’ve never read the book.

CaesarMarques