Patrick Derilus Poems

'You may shoot me with your words
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.'
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It feels as if it is more powerful than a conscience that comes into play...
It feels like more of an entity that tries to take control...
Willpower also has a role in defeating evil monstrosities that come my way....
Only if you give your will the power and confidence that you need....
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Through deep jungles and humid conditions, the consistent tiger still maintains to carry on....
It's eyes are fierce while it shows no fear....
It's legs are tenacious...
as it continues to gallop...
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My thoughts rage with an irritability....
Whether the intention is bad or good, I conceive to myself that no one or anything shall get in my way....
When something enlightens my concerns It's as if time it's self is running out....
Patience does not exist in my mentality....
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Everyone keeps their faith in you
Everyone attempts to show what you represent
Most people cannot function through life without you...
They say you work in mysterious ways
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Mondays i am suspended from consciousness...
Tuesdays i am ready and willing....
Wednesdays it is a mellow dawn to dark for the young inhabitant...
Thursday is the era for forgiveness...
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Dedicated to my creator, the one who has raised me most of my life
I dedicated this poem to my mother, Fernande Saint - Tulias...
Even though most of my life, it was complicated to understand....
I have slowly grown to learn that you were my sole protector, as i was yours....
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Your life is lived well just as it is given to you...
As of to this day....your assistance is taken for granted....
It is strenuous for society to be eternally blissful....
their happiness does not last long....
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Placed on mother earth in 1938....
And has left her trademark in 2003....
My insides still mutilate with agony....
Knowing you are now gone....
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