Love is hard
But I love you
I need you in my life.
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Confessions To My Ex-Friend
“a series of thoughts and words i wanted to express. times were never always bad not their best. these are the words i wanted to say. or it may just be too late. these emotions are coming from a real place.”
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as i climb to get to you,
you are not too far,
always in reach,
i can hear your heart,
preach after preach,
how we can be,
anything we want to be,
it’s me,
it’s you,
to the top,
just to see the view.
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“love poems – a love story is a series of love poems written to capture the art of love and all the beauty and chaos that comes with it. follow the story…”
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i woke up today thinking,
where does love come from,
winking at a poster on the wall,
with a caption,
blinking in my eyes,
saying,
love is everywhere.
it was so apparent,
a little bit surreal,
to believe,
that love can be,
so free,
so soft,
so open,
so real,
for it is right there before you.
it takes me back to a place,
i have been,
trying to feel,
something,
in a moment,
playing and laughing with my crush,
my shyness never allowing me to say,
what i truly felt.
i always escape the day,
not saying what needed,
this deep down inside feeling,
could this be love?
is this something i am needing?
upon reading the caption,
i remembered i missed my chance,
to express my feelings,
as later on I saw my crush,
truly in love,
days after speaking to me,
about us one day meeting,
i guess is was that feeling,
they found,
that they didn’t allow to escape,
to share it with everyone.
i won’t again miss,
the writing on the wall,
in the moment,
in the present.
jixi fox
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“love poems – a love story is a series of love poems written to capture the art of love and all the beauty and chaos that comes with it. follow the story…”
ep.1 | ep.2
my fingers curled up in her hair,
she trusts me,
i keep her secure all the time,
she loves me,
what ever she needs,
i provide,
until the end of time,
she is mine,
if I am ready to roll,
she is ready to ride,
i am my happiest,
when she is by my side,
we don’t fear to express,
we created a lane for our love to manifest,
to beauty,
to appreciation,
lovebirds on the wall,
she is my ebony queen,
if she ever stumbles,
i will be there to catch her fall.
jixi fox
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Once I step foot here, I made the earth shake,
Once I open my mouth to speak, all ears anxiously listened,
As I made my first motion with my hand, the world nervously watched,
Then I did something outrageous and opened a CAN OF WHOOP ASS.
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I live for this,
It takes my breathe away,
No holding back,
Take flight,
Get air.
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Jixi Fox is Free Verse Poet, Spoken Word Artist and Creative based in New York City.
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As reality sets in,
There is not more you can fake,
You were standing tall,
Now you fitting to fall,
Or make a break,
Being on the edge,
You can jump or stay,
It’s up to you,
Whether to take the leap of faith,
Everyone is a spectator,
All seem to have their inputs,
But you are closer than anyone,
For the ledge is right there,
Down is all about a look,
Can you fly,
Nah,
How far could you glide,
Huh?
Down seems like the only motion,
All that is missing if just your foot,
One step closer,
Or one step back,
Once two feet are planted,
There is no turning back.
Thanks for tuning into this series, “Peeping Through The Window” where we are looking outside at ourselves from the inside. We are through the motions of disbelief, frantic, and confusion. It is at certain moments we see relief and acceptance and figure out what’s our next play. What will be the next move to do after seeing what has been going on.
Catch up on the series: Episodes:
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9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15| 16
17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24
25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31
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Injected inside me,
Was fear,
I was calm now paranoid,
Like I didn’t have a care,
Couldn’t see myself,
Like the way, I did before,
I am changing,
At a rapid pace,
I couldn’t catch myself,
I couldn’t see face,
Laced with this oddity,
All I want to do is sob,
But something deep inside,
Said you better get on your job,
Life is hard,
It’s also a bittersweet,
I can’t always walk you to the water,
Some days at the water we will have to meet.
This poem is about not understanding the weird feelings your mind is going through. You are constantly trying to figure out your thinking patterns and why certain things are done in unlikely specific ways.
Thanks for tuning into this series, “Peeping Through The Window” where we are looking outside at ourselves from the inside. We are through the motions of disbelief, frantic, and confusion. It is at certain moments we see relief and acceptance and figure out what’s our next play. What will be the next move to do after seeing what has been going on.
Catch up on the series: Episodes:
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8
9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15| 16
17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24
25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31
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Thanks for reading…
Jixi Fox
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Facebook: @jixifox
Twitter: @jixifox
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