i can’t help but think all of those awful thoughts I shouldn’t think. I’m too much animal, too much intuition. I really need to stamp that out. I should just over-analyze everything until it’s dead. I guess I’d be alone at last. But seriously, this isn’t what love looks like.
Talia
I rise in the morning to the beautiful sun. it is my everything. i think of the way the world can rise and we can be. I rise to an occassion or to face a new day. rise makes me think of the sun and sunny side up eggs and orange juice. rise, the beauty of that word. the beauty of the ability to fall adn still rise. rising up, rising down. approaching somehting new and glorious.
chanel
I’ve got to rise above, like reversed rain. In the pitch of your voice, I feel too weak. I’m way too tired to fall again. Let me rise, let me rise. Don’t make me a backdrop, I need this to play out in tune. I’ve got to rise from the dead, and like an angel make it through.
sun rise. hemingway. beauty. … rise and fall. economics. dollar signs. … getting a rise out of some one. anger. revenge wears no wristwatch. … rising out of bed. cloudy mouths. what’s the guys name who wrote that image. …-john updike.
Tyler
Rise above everything that holds you down in life. Rise above all the pain, fear and suffering. Rise up to your full power. Rise up and beyond. Rise is sweet rise is love rise is da shiz.
Cody
Above this life, this pain this hurt; make yourself stronger, faster, go further than you have before. Nothing can hold you down, nothing can hold you back. There is nothing that can keep you from rising above the problems of your life to become that which you are meant to be. So just do it, take a chance; make a choice, and just become. Just be. Just rise. . .
i rinse conditionare out of my hair after leaving it in for hours…..and fetuses from animals. Rise up and fight, fight against injustice. 60 seconds is very long isn’t it. Who knew!
Honerari
it was time to rise in the desert that day, they had been sleeping for hours, one awoke and said “why are you licking the sand john”, and the other one said, omg i have no idea what the fuck is going on ricardo i ruined the story.
adam
the sun will rise as so will the tide; everything that thrives us is outside; not confined in a closet space; but rather free in a magical place
SHE WOULD SOON RISE UP AND OUT OF THE GRAVE! She knew her only way of happiness now was to find her old lover and kill him, the way he killed her. Her journey would be long and dangerous but who cared she was already “Dead” He didn’t know what was coming.
Hannah
Rise against your feelings. Rise out of that hole enveloping your emotional and physical being. Kill your hate and your anger and sadness and engulf your senses in pride and joy.
I would love to stay up all night and head out to watch the sun rise. I have seen it set many a time, but a sunrise is like no other. I live on the east coast, so a sunrise is something I take for granted. Some never get to see it come over the horizon… I should make sure I’m not among them.
Christine
WE all will at one point find a moment, a moment when we either fall or rise. Against ourselves, our own demons we’ve created. Against god. Against the dark side of the light. And in the end, we will gain only a different view.
David Smith
i will rise up in the morning and be blessing to him
i will rise up in the morning and the sun will shine bright
i will rise up in the morning and blessed i will be
to take another breathe, so fresh and so free
i will rise up in the morning and i will sing a new song
i will rise up in the morning and share his love all day long
i will rise up in the morning
elaine
the arch slowly subsides. hand raises, rubs the crusties out of my eye. yawn, yawn; yawn. clock flashes two forty. i live so early, rise so late. coffee brews.
up in the morning and eyes are glazed over. confused. this is gonna be a good day. im ready for it. *smokes bong* allrrigghhttt. oh shit. 3 hour marathon on tv. *late for work*
Tyler
Evertime I come to this site I get the word ‘rise’. As I think about it and see it i relize that just like everything else this word has a story. Not one like mine, but one unique to its own.
Lyric Moonstruck
The sun rises…
The moon rises…
and the stars come in between.
But the sun and moon eventually set…
and in between is dawn and dusk.
That is when the sky is filled with the deepest of violets and blues and the most golden of yellows…
a time of great beauty…
rise? rise in the morning. Loaves rise. Yeast is bloody terrifying. It breathes. You warm it up, and it starts eating and growing. Then you fight it, and it pushes back. Then you kill it with fire, and it’s okay.
My cakes don’t rise. Lacking of baking powder? I could try using more, but I kind of like the gooey brownie effect.
Kali
When you are rising you are going up. Balloons rise when they have helium in them. There is a band called rise against or maybe that is the song they sing. I don’t know. Temperatures rise in the summer.
Kristal-jacobs@sbcglobal.net
Rise up. Rise fast. The sun, yeast day rises. We rise with the genius of time setting only to rise agian the next day. And when we die we rise to heaven going through cycles and circles on an endless quest to rise above our troubles , karma, and demons. It is the daily struggle to rise that makes eacho of us great.
Get up. Please.
You have to get up.
I couldn’t breathe. Blood spattered the concrete in front of me, a trail of crimson from my nose to the cement block a few feet away – but none of that mattered. All that mattered was that he wasn’t moving.
He wasn’t breathing.
rise above the clouds, rise higher than the moon shines on. a dream is yours to make and achieve. you’ll grasp it and you shall rise higher than you thought.
The sunrises every morning as do I. The word rise has a single apparent meaning but really has many definitions more intimate to that of the human soul. Rising out of a situation, to an occasion and of course, out of bed.
Joe Simhon
Rise to the occasion, that’s about all i can say. I dunnoh, just pick what you want to do and do it. Lots of work and learning and such, just go ahead and finish whatever it is you’re planning.
blah blah i already did this and it didnt save sooo i’m not doing it again wahhhhh this is dumb, what is this website blehhh i hope i can delete this post if this website ends up being cool…..
Victoria
She rose from the sea in the night, her black hair cascading down her slender frame in long, damp, curling trendals adorned with molesks and shells. She spotted the boat in the distance, and her flawless lips curved up in a sardonic smile knowing exactly what she was about to do and caring none about its repercussions. She opened her mouth and out burst the most beautiful song ever heard to human ears. She could tell immediately that the sailors could hear her because the boat had silenced, and really, they always hear. The Siren’s Song would always be heard by the unsuspecting and they always come running. She chuckled delicately and continued to sing.
All rise. The judge enters the courtroom. Her son is called before the judge to state his position: guilty, or not guilty? She holds her breath and works her fingers against the grain of the fabric belt on her floral cotton dress.
Cheryl
I will rise up against the noise of my upstairs neighbors… Hiding in giant coffee cans given under the false pretenses of friendship, I will jump from the cans and scream, “See?! See?! How do YOU like loud noises?!”
McKenzie Hobbs
rise up from the bed, the alarm howls in your ear, through your soft, safe dreams, and so strong is your desire to stay that you even add the electric scream to your story. It is not the alarm clock that wakes you, forces you to rise, it is the sad knowledge in the back corner of your dream, hunched and dark, that you can’t hide in this place forever.
when i think of rise i think of rise above. how everyone should learn to take the higher road. we all get hurt, we’re all affected by each others words and actions. but what do you gain from taking the immature way? you push people away who could’ve been there for you had you taken a step back and realized how it would be to just rise above anything that’s happened. i think that has a longer effect, and a more positive effect on everyone around you.
Alex Pogor
i remember maya angelou’s poem that repeats “i rise.” this had had a strong impact on me. i still rise…i still rise… yes, we all will rise, whatever life gives us.
kaorita
It rose from the ashes, surrounded by the gray, thick smoke. It had eyes that were red as embers, teeth sharp as knives. Truly it was a ghastly sight. Choking on the soupy smoke, she could do nothing but stare through teary eyes ar the sight of the monster.
Arise, Deborah. You are our only hope against the incoming invaders. You will fend off the attackers with your timbrels and with Barak by your side. Arise and sing a song. Awake and shake the kitten. Awake, Awake, feel eerie, awake.
Every morning I rise with the same feeling of dread and the desire to lay in the comfort and security of my bed for another few hours. Every morning I rise, unprepared for what the day might bring. The unknown haunts me in the morning when I rise
Jules
go upward and just keep going up and be with God in heaven after you die if you believe in Jesus as your Lord and Savior who died and rose again for your sins because of His awesome love even though we dont deserve it and we owe him so much for that and we will never be able to repay hat debt God is so aweosome and he loves us no matter what oops sorry i meant *that and *He but oh well im typing pretty fast. But always remember that God loves you no matter what and without Him we are nothing because He is the creator of everything and He’s been here forever and ever and He will never leave and He always is with us even in the hard times and he loves us forever and ever oh and i mean *he again oops *He haha i really fail today. BUT GOD STILL LOVES ME ANYWAY! iSN’T THAT GREAT NEWS? oopssorry caps *oops sorry.
i can’t help but think all of those awful thoughts I shouldn’t think. I’m too much animal, too much intuition. I really need to stamp that out. I should just over-analyze everything until it’s dead. I guess I’d be alone at last. But seriously, this isn’t what love looks like.
I rise in the morning to the beautiful sun. it is my everything. i think of the way the world can rise and we can be. I rise to an occassion or to face a new day. rise makes me think of the sun and sunny side up eggs and orange juice. rise, the beauty of that word. the beauty of the ability to fall adn still rise. rising up, rising down. approaching somehting new and glorious.
I’ve got to rise above, like reversed rain. In the pitch of your voice, I feel too weak. I’m way too tired to fall again. Let me rise, let me rise. Don’t make me a backdrop, I need this to play out in tune. I’ve got to rise from the dead, and like an angel make it through.
sun rise. hemingway. beauty. … rise and fall. economics. dollar signs. … getting a rise out of some one. anger. revenge wears no wristwatch. … rising out of bed. cloudy mouths. what’s the guys name who wrote that image. …-john updike.
Rise above everything that holds you down in life. Rise above all the pain, fear and suffering. Rise up to your full power. Rise up and beyond. Rise is sweet rise is love rise is da shiz.
Above this life, this pain this hurt; make yourself stronger, faster, go further than you have before. Nothing can hold you down, nothing can hold you back. There is nothing that can keep you from rising above the problems of your life to become that which you are meant to be. So just do it, take a chance; make a choice, and just become. Just be. Just rise. . .
i rinse conditionare out of my hair after leaving it in for hours…..and fetuses from animals. Rise up and fight, fight against injustice. 60 seconds is very long isn’t it. Who knew!
it was time to rise in the desert that day, they had been sleeping for hours, one awoke and said “why are you licking the sand john”, and the other one said, omg i have no idea what the fuck is going on ricardo i ruined the story.
the sun will rise as so will the tide; everything that thrives us is outside; not confined in a closet space; but rather free in a magical place
SHE WOULD SOON RISE UP AND OUT OF THE GRAVE! She knew her only way of happiness now was to find her old lover and kill him, the way he killed her. Her journey would be long and dangerous but who cared she was already “Dead” He didn’t know what was coming.
Rise against your feelings. Rise out of that hole enveloping your emotional and physical being. Kill your hate and your anger and sadness and engulf your senses in pride and joy.
I would love to stay up all night and head out to watch the sun rise. I have seen it set many a time, but a sunrise is like no other. I live on the east coast, so a sunrise is something I take for granted. Some never get to see it come over the horizon… I should make sure I’m not among them.
WE all will at one point find a moment, a moment when we either fall or rise. Against ourselves, our own demons we’ve created. Against god. Against the dark side of the light. And in the end, we will gain only a different view.
i will rise up in the morning and be blessing to him
i will rise up in the morning and the sun will shine bright
i will rise up in the morning and blessed i will be
to take another breathe, so fresh and so free
i will rise up in the morning and i will sing a new song
i will rise up in the morning and share his love all day long
i will rise up in the morning
the arch slowly subsides. hand raises, rubs the crusties out of my eye. yawn, yawn; yawn. clock flashes two forty. i live so early, rise so late. coffee brews.
He rise himself from his bed. He could not go to sleep. It was already midnight. He went outside for a walk.
up in the morning and eyes are glazed over. confused. this is gonna be a good day. im ready for it. *smokes bong* allrrigghhttt. oh shit. 3 hour marathon on tv. *late for work*
Evertime I come to this site I get the word ‘rise’. As I think about it and see it i relize that just like everything else this word has a story. Not one like mine, but one unique to its own.
The sun rises…
The moon rises…
and the stars come in between.
But the sun and moon eventually set…
and in between is dawn and dusk.
That is when the sky is filled with the deepest of violets and blues and the most golden of yellows…
a time of great beauty…
rise? rise in the morning. Loaves rise. Yeast is bloody terrifying. It breathes. You warm it up, and it starts eating and growing. Then you fight it, and it pushes back. Then you kill it with fire, and it’s okay.
My cakes don’t rise. Lacking of baking powder? I could try using more, but I kind of like the gooey brownie effect.
When you are rising you are going up. Balloons rise when they have helium in them. There is a band called rise against or maybe that is the song they sing. I don’t know. Temperatures rise in the summer.
Rise up. Rise fast. The sun, yeast day rises. We rise with the genius of time setting only to rise agian the next day. And when we die we rise to heaven going through cycles and circles on an endless quest to rise above our troubles , karma, and demons. It is the daily struggle to rise that makes eacho of us great.
Rise and shine, sleepy head. Sunny, birds singing. Flowers and butterflies. Peaceful.
Get up. Please.
You have to get up.
I couldn’t breathe. Blood spattered the concrete in front of me, a trail of crimson from my nose to the cement block a few feet away – but none of that mattered. All that mattered was that he wasn’t moving.
He wasn’t breathing.
rise above the clouds, rise higher than the moon shines on. a dream is yours to make and achieve. you’ll grasp it and you shall rise higher than you thought.
i rise above all the haters. Hallelujah.
The sunrises every morning as do I. The word rise has a single apparent meaning but really has many definitions more intimate to that of the human soul. Rising out of a situation, to an occasion and of course, out of bed.
Rise to the occasion, that’s about all i can say. I dunnoh, just pick what you want to do and do it. Lots of work and learning and such, just go ahead and finish whatever it is you’re planning.
blah blah i already did this and it didnt save sooo i’m not doing it again wahhhhh this is dumb, what is this website blehhh i hope i can delete this post if this website ends up being cool…..
She rose from the sea in the night, her black hair cascading down her slender frame in long, damp, curling trendals adorned with molesks and shells. She spotted the boat in the distance, and her flawless lips curved up in a sardonic smile knowing exactly what she was about to do and caring none about its repercussions. She opened her mouth and out burst the most beautiful song ever heard to human ears. She could tell immediately that the sailors could hear her because the boat had silenced, and really, they always hear. The Siren’s Song would always be heard by the unsuspecting and they always come running. She chuckled delicately and continued to sing.
All rise. The judge enters the courtroom. Her son is called before the judge to state his position: guilty, or not guilty? She holds her breath and works her fingers against the grain of the fabric belt on her floral cotton dress.
I will rise up against the noise of my upstairs neighbors… Hiding in giant coffee cans given under the false pretenses of friendship, I will jump from the cans and scream, “See?! See?! How do YOU like loud noises?!”
rise up from the bed, the alarm howls in your ear, through your soft, safe dreams, and so strong is your desire to stay that you even add the electric scream to your story. It is not the alarm clock that wakes you, forces you to rise, it is the sad knowledge in the back corner of your dream, hunched and dark, that you can’t hide in this place forever.
when i think of rise i think of rise above. how everyone should learn to take the higher road. we all get hurt, we’re all affected by each others words and actions. but what do you gain from taking the immature way? you push people away who could’ve been there for you had you taken a step back and realized how it would be to just rise above anything that’s happened. i think that has a longer effect, and a more positive effect on everyone around you.
i remember maya angelou’s poem that repeats “i rise.” this had had a strong impact on me. i still rise…i still rise… yes, we all will rise, whatever life gives us.
It rose from the ashes, surrounded by the gray, thick smoke. It had eyes that were red as embers, teeth sharp as knives. Truly it was a ghastly sight. Choking on the soupy smoke, she could do nothing but stare through teary eyes ar the sight of the monster.
Arise, Deborah. You are our only hope against the incoming invaders. You will fend off the attackers with your timbrels and with Barak by your side. Arise and sing a song. Awake and shake the kitten. Awake, Awake, feel eerie, awake.
you make my heart rhythm rise to a beat more pleasing. you make my feelings rise to a height I’ve never felt before. you rise me up.
Every morning I rise with the same feeling of dread and the desire to lay in the comfort and security of my bed for another few hours. Every morning I rise, unprepared for what the day might bring. The unknown haunts me in the morning when I rise
go upward and just keep going up and be with God in heaven after you die if you believe in Jesus as your Lord and Savior who died and rose again for your sins because of His awesome love even though we dont deserve it and we owe him so much for that and we will never be able to repay hat debt God is so aweosome and he loves us no matter what oops sorry i meant *that and *He but oh well im typing pretty fast. But always remember that God loves you no matter what and without Him we are nothing because He is the creator of everything and He’s been here forever and ever and He will never leave and He always is with us even in the hard times and he loves us forever and ever oh and i mean *he again oops *He haha i really fail today. BUT GOD STILL LOVES ME ANYWAY! iSN’T THAT GREAT NEWS? oopssorry caps *oops sorry.