Roses are red
Violets are blue
Idiots like you,
belong in a school'
Don't get upset,
I went there too,
I passed all my classes,
cuz I was smarter than you,
But hey don't you worry'
You wont be one for long'
Just pass all your classes,
Go on what you waiting for,
No I don't think so
go right now.
Where were you?
When they in greed,
Took my only feed,
Down their tummies,
And my only son,
Down the stream,
To the bushes,
For something he did not?
My cry unheard,
Its a pain I can't bear,
Despise me not,
For a man in tear,
Means not any fear.
Fight to the bone,
Help her all along,
Make it known,
I lived good, none for me to mourn.
THE GAME OF SOCCER!
Stadium overcrowded by
hooligans and fans
Cheering waving flags and
clapping their hands
Players on the field they’re
ready to start
There goes the whistle it pumps
up their hearts
Adding strength to the ball and
kicking it high
The ball travels overhead how
beautiful it can fly
Over center field and still it
Pass received with ease and the
player runs long
There he goes for his
He dribbles through each player
he’s on a roll
He takes the shot and curves it
The keeper dives for it far and
The goalie misses it the balls in
There’s a moment of silence
and no regrets
The winners jump for joy that
win was a must
Opponents heads tilt down low
they leave in disgust
A player’s life fulfilled is playing
To be playing all year long on
the rich green grass
Play with heart, that’s the real
Of how to play the true game of
Just a day
“Good Night Mom and Dad” I said before I went to bed. “We love you” they said as they closed the door
Mom comes in and wakes me up “Time to go to school” as my feet hit the floor
I got dressed and ate breakfast and got my book bag and now we are on the go
We sit in the car listening to music “It’s Friday I think I’m a little excited tho
“Alright baby we here” as mom open the door to let me get out
She closed the door and kissed me on the head told me she loved me before she pulled off
Another day of school and it close to Christmas
I can’t wait to see Ashley and Alexus, today is show and tell as I said in a whisper
We had learning center day and Boy! Was it fun!
Today was a free day and on Friday there isn’t much to learn
The room was quite when the was a knock at the door, the door opened
A man with a big gun was standing there; my classmates panicked and started to run
I heard a lot of noises and a lot of screams
I felt a sharp pain in my back as I dropped to my knees
In the distant I heard more screams and then everything went silent
Then I closed my eyes it went dark and on the cold floor I was dying
The other side
It’s Thursday night and off to bed we go
I kiss my 5 year old son Jaden and told him I loved him so
Alarm clock goes off and it’s around 6:15 in the morning
I shower got dress and woke up Jaden my little darling
Its Friday, I fixed him breakfast and we headed out for the this last day until the weekend
I enjoyed our little drives to school as we sat in the car singing
I opened the door to let him out once more
Kissed him on the head and told him I loved him ill pick him up around four
I’m at work drinking coffee just talked to my husband on the phone
Got at my desk started to work and the my office phone rung
It’s about 9:30 and it was Jaden’s school
I got the news he was dead and I started to puke
I’m crying uncontrollably don’t know my next move
My son is dead, I can’t believe this news
I hurried to the school in the best of my ability
I saw the school surrounded by medics, reporters, and police
I ran to a officer and demanded to see my son
He said “I’m sorry ma’am” I can’t do this at this time
At 9:32 my one and only son Jaden was pronounced dead
The shooter was 20 and took my son’s life in his own hands
The questions continue to flow through my head as I search for answers
I don’t need answers I need my son and his laughter
I am now sitting on his bed trying to swallow tears
My husband holds me close as reality nears
My little boy is gone among the other 19 kids
Heaven has 20 new angels now I hope he knew how much I love him as much as I did
(To the innocent lives that were lost in the Sandy Hook Elementary shooting)
With birth is a new beginning,
A destination to a new journey ahead
From a child grown into maturity
With youth to age
From innocent to awareness
And ignorance to just knowing,
Perhaps to wisdom
From the weakness to the strength
Health to sickness
We pray to good health again
A path each of us follow
With dreams of success in our lives
To being happy with bliss and love our selfs
And one another
We could have a life filled with loves joy
To treasure always forever
A new life miracle is born into that
First new life of natures blessings
Never take anything for granted
For this new life is a gift from the heavens
To always cherish forever and each is unique
By Brian otoole
i could sit here. day in and day out
thinking of the most proper way
to let the ink in the pen spill out
but as of late im feeling prehistoric
so much weight on my shoulders
and i dont know where to go
resuscitate my soul
look back up and head to the goal
so much evil around. i feel like the devils workin double shifts just to bring me down.
on the road to redemption
you can take a seat up in the front section
just so you can feel the emotions
in this electric notion
i've done a lot of things that hide the halo
let it all collaborate when i medicate
now look at me, mind workin like plato
formulate a new path to take so i can
maneuver through all the mistakes
we all know we cant change what we've already made
but we can change the next thing we create
startin to sound like a serenity prayer
5 steps till im thirty
and the twenty four before i was never a player
found out when the lights came back on im strictly a lover
its the strongest drink for your soul, when its thirsty
so careful how much you intake or be left hungover
even worse be the one she ran over
i dont mean to come off like im too deep
but the obstacles made there way through just to scrape through
and leave me suffocating
just for me to re-invent a new way to breathe, re-decorating
is your life so complicated
you rather wet up your pillows and revoke from the life you live
just think of your kids mourning
theyll never see that pretty face in the morning any more
cheer your self up
you got a lot to live for
your a gem and im that friend
trynna appraise the value
that you dont see inside of you
just another day for him
searchin wonderin what his purpose is
running in circles
till he found a way through all the turbulence
Its bad enough that everyday I walk down memory lane, &&' It really puts me in alot of pain. I've been doing the best that I can, but I am who I am. I'm getting tired of everyones exspectations, people always pulling me in different directions. Even when I'm falling down, people still push me on the ground. I'm gonna keep trying, no more lying. No more games, done mentioning names. Being two-faced isn't cool, it just makes you look like a fool. I'm never looking back, that life was wack. I'm done trying to make everyone happy, when they treat me so crappy. I may not have alot of friends, in the end, but atleast I don't have to pretend. I'm gonna be true, with or without you. You'll see, I'm done letting people get to me.
There could be no other name for a Kitten like this one .
He is Brave , his black , silky hair , Vito has won suitors marking his claws .
This tiny little Cat , very soon all kittens on this street, will be kissing his paws .
for he earned his name Vito , the Kitty Godfather you know.
with whispers from other Cats "There He is " There he goes "
His Tail wavy like a dog he strides. Tall but yet low.
Vito is a tiny proud cat and likes his pasta made a special way
I make a red sauce , but it is the white clam he craves
He picks his claws fine , then with a full belly he plays
Vito with eyes of the finest blue and green , that will stare at you when you sleep.
It has been said by some female cats , do think he will go out with me some day ?
A Fine cat and kittens he will make ~meow meow, says a jealous girl kitten , no way !
Vito loves to play on the wood floors at night , he runs fast ,
he is not silent ..he is the young Godfather , Vito has earned the right.
Vito , the tiny kitten , Vito the young cat ,
Vito keeps our blocks free from any nasty rat.
No ..a Rat will not confront Our Vito at all
He will be pushed aside and evicted with one lift of his paw
One thing this kitten has that makes him so unique ...
He his adored by this owners . He is happy , and warm , safe in our sheets !
Will I turn back? No, why?
Cuz this is my path, in life.
Will i stop, and wait for death?
Or will I live life, Breath by breath?
I choose to live day to day, with this life,
Cuz death can take us at any time.
Why not make the best of what we have now?
I REFUSE to keep my head hanging down.
I will try to live life to the best of my ability,
With peace, love, and tranquility.
i choose to be and think positively,
If I dont, I'll be self demolishing.
I chose the path I walk, Whether it be with someone or alone,
I'm pleased with myself and maybe a place to call home...
I will mature even wiser than before
Don't be jealous because YOUR decisions were poor.
Happier more than I ever was, now uncovered,
A life out there, WORTH being discovered?!?!?!?!?
Will I turn back? No, Why?
Cuz this is my path, in LIFE.
A huge ego breaks off love’s embrace,
A tiny ego slips off love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!
A selfless ego suffocates from love’s embrace,
A selfish ego wards off love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!
A super-visual ego overshadows love’s embrace,
A deep-seated ego is colonized by love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!
A healthy ego humbly looks above,
A healthy ego can lead and also serve...
Its nerves know not pressured blood,
But developing it is almost hard!
Thank you for the beautiful memory
you left on my mind
you are not dead
but you are not here,
to me you are gone,
cos i cant feel you the way i used to,
everything you used to do are left untouched
the space you ocupied is empty,
our yesterday is fading away like the rainbow
so beautiful but so short,
how can i forget the endless yesterday?
when you are here with me.
in loving memory of my sister (you are not an angel but you did what an angel can do,you fly to heaven.)
On that cloudy weekend in June
I hear a soft and graceful tune
from the grey bird on the tree
Singing sweet lullabies felt
blessed in the moment
My body tingles of joy at sight
Gazing out through
my open door,
Letting thoughts fly free
Releasing love out into the horizon
Heart filled with emotion came
Grey bird stood playing its tune
for awhile and on the wings of
Then as the rain fell from the
sky the grey bird flew away
I blew a kiss to the clouds and
utterd these simple words of I
Love You father ( who's now in
heaven ) and yet I hope to hear
that grey bird sing again once
more for me
Farewell, love your son
Poem contest for Debbie -referential
Alphabet Constructs 3 2 1
Annotated Achilles amends fallen frame amputees
Bulimec Barbies browse media monkey banalaties
Cameo clouds cling to beaded breath curios
Dopamine dreams dilenate check cash desires
Echo endorfins eulogize bullet brain excrement
Fecal folly fantasies reveal relevant frivoloties
Gonadial grownups gulp secret scrotal generosities
Helical hemorriods hinder senior stricken hemocraps
Idiotic ideals idioiosyncrate post partem iconoclasts
Jack Jill juxtapositories seek sexestential jouveniers
Kryptic killer kisses ascot arrogant kingdumbs
Liquid lipid loiners fear frontline lucklullibies
Malovent mommies masterbate rich reflective mommocules
Nevertheless nightengales nourich ruby rich noonbeams
Ovulatory occults outsource torrent tofu outrages
Pensive picses picnics lovelorny passions
Queer quiet quintensials release rancid quotients
Rape ripe residuals nullify nimble reprocussions
Silky seafoam silohouttes fornicate frothy sandlets
Tepid torch trilogies belie beligerent tourniquets
Useless utterences utilize organize orgasmic utopias
Venimous vixens violate cruel.com visions
White willow wombs softly seed hospice hell winds
XY XX xfactors envision extracurricular xraydoms
Yearning yoyo yesterdays calculate clearcovert yeilds
Zen zealous zions mirror maginfy Zoneotones
A Young Beautiful girl with so much spirit in her to lift the soul
With blissful hopes to come she would become a queen they did not want
Many loved her beauty as a child but her step mother
Of a selfish dander king family did not like her at all
They wanted all but wrong for her and to lock her in a chamber with ash
And dust that filled the air
Far away from society king wanted because they felt she was from rags in poor
Stead of riches and wealth a lonely child from the cottage where
The king’s witch of a sister raised her.
She became a slave scared to face the king’s wicked sister
She abide by what she was afraid to go
With a single tear she longed to be free and become
Something more than an average girl.
But a girl that rises up from the hate and dander rules set by one world
She wanted to be free to be loved and liked for what she believed in
As the days went on she grew stronger and rising from the pain in her heart
And by the twisted society by her step moms brother who wanted nothing
But sorrow and to be down in the dumps of rags
She took a stand for freedom a stand for love and never backed down
From her past she kept on fighting a battle which seemed endless
As she looked to the moon crying out with screams that echoed in the forest
Sounding so loud half a forest could hear
She took the dagger and the shield took it to her heart and utter words like these
Lord of the sky’s guide me today and give me much more strength
Then I had yesterday and as my will to rise be ever strong may I not rest
Till this dander evil king is no more
She went off and into the castle she snuck into with mighty dagger and shield with the heavens by her side she struck him out and proclaimed freedom and love to all this is a girl truly rising faith and all that stands for what’s right a brave girl that rises from hate
this is a girl rising up from the pain
Poem story for contest( Girl Rising )
by brian otoole 8-05-13
We recite a pool of unspoken words,
swirling around as our paths meet,
wishing they would reach your ears,
of what that's buried heavy in me.
Never will I ever get the courage,
to look through in thy windows,
as my world comes to a halt,
the moment your presence nears.
Mysterious as it may appear,
till this day no clue or whatsoever,
its hard to take my step aback now,
as I didn't leave any trace ever.
Vision that plays the role well,
could only engulf you from far,
in this endless game of passion,
I have nothing but all those seconds.
The burden that hangs in me,
leaves an unbearable pain all day,
no matter how i advice myself,
my heart always ends up in dismay.
The spell that have upon me,
may be gone one merry day,
but the memories that lived in me,
fail it may never to haunt me.
My love, is you
My love is pure of heart
And with my love I give you my all
With my love I won't shed tear to the cloud
My love is everlasting can't you understand me
My love is like some roaring ocean just to have you near
And with loves grace I abide by you
My love will go on as long as you will stay
With the stars that shine for us as long as you'll accept
The world of music and poems
The world of lyrics and rhymes
The world of history & stories
The world of books and novels
The world of responsibilities and hustling
The world of failure and achieving
The world of striving and believing
The world of satisfaction and succeeding
The world of trend, glamour and drugs
The world of expensive restaurants and expensive bars
The world of expensive women & expensive whiskies
The world of alcoholics and destructive substances
The world of rape, murder and conflicts
The world of praise and Christianity
The world of truth & honesty
The world of leaders and commandments
The world of secret service, correctional &civil
The world of jurisdiction and unlawful penitentiary
The world of crime, government & politics & the difference is none
The misery of young & unborn children
The chaotic world they are yet to live in
The insanity of the world’s devastation
Gave me the life that got me thinking
Is it the rhythm in life
That we have issues and strife
The rhythm in life is a beat
A beat that puts you heart out in the street
The street is where it all goes down
It goes down to make you frown
Some people laugh and play
Other people sit and stay
We all want to wear it
And even compare it
In my room sometime strain at the wall
In my mind hear my conscience call
In life alone
We don’t pick up the phone
And we lose the milestone
The trust of the fact that
We are not all that!
I feel like I'm living someone elses life, a life in strife. I've been strong, but when will I belong. I feel so alone, but I'm doing ok on my own. I can't describe the pain, but I keep in mind every storm runs outa rain. I use to think our love was unbeatable, but really its unforgettable. Everyday I walk down memory lane, trying to ignore the pain. He crosses my mind everyday, when will all this go away. There's gotta be something more, my heart is becoming sore. My momma doesn't have to worry, because I'm not sorry. I know he made the mistake, and he's the reason I have this heartache. What we had, was bad. I shouldn't have let it go that far, your just another scar.
The independent woman
Prejudiced in Eden
Scorned in time
Lame and down the pit
But still journeys West
With a vindictive heart
Swims in vileness
Reckons laughter in the pogrom
And clings to the spell of courage
He is peace!
He is love!
He is Gentle!
He is Kind!
He is Faithful!
He is Merciful!
He is my DADDY forever!
W A R
Before I was a foetus
The world was at war
Our forefathers forced to fight
For it was all irresistible
Now I have grown
And I’m dragged to a fight I did not ignite
A war which I do not know if it will end
In the front line we fear for our lives
Gone through hills and mountains
The soles in our boots ran out
Food and water were all we needed
A journey we never prepared for
The smell of gun powder fills the air
Empty gun shells carpet the ground
War vehicles smoking and left to rot
The battle have seized
Waking to the sound of gun shots we tremble in fear
Day and night we do not know the difference
For the enemy does not rest
But my enemy is a man like me
How many deaths must we suffer?
How many forests must we bring down?
How many generations must pay for our forefather’s faults?
How long can our race really endure this suffering?
By: Bokamoso N. Pule
Betroth her to me,
If she will never stop amazing my spirit.
Bring her to me,
If she will never stop beautifying my heart.
Hand her to me,
If she will never stop spoiling me with love.
Entrust her to me,
If she will never stop till she fight my war.
Leave her to me,
If she will never wish for my death before the hour.
Send her to me,
Let our hands lock in wed.
Send her to me,
Let our oneness soul united.
Life's gifts is of all the good and
Never knowing what may arise
An angel is everlasting hope we
long to have and to hold
We have watched you through
just like a hawk
We will never give up on you
we know you are strong
Who the angels will pull you
Where there is a will there's a
And with god looking over us
well know we will be safe
Even tho this deadly danger of
a disease took you over
We know in our hearts that
steady burns yull be ok
As a fighter like Athena (a
warriors guide)you will grow
Even now we see your alot
Must be these guardians of
heaven looking over you
Feeling good with this is all you
This danger none should live
But as long as there is Angels
up above its all you will ever
need to pull through
A tragic time.
- by Brian O'Toole
Caregiver of a cancer patient
As I fly,
the deep blue sky,
I look for prey,
on the forest floor,
as I elegantly soar,
I can spot a hare,
a mile down,
and dive at 100,
to the ground,
I am the acrobat,
of the air,
and the king of the sky,
without a care.
They gazed into the sky of Fallen rain
Dripping coldness past,memories of old pain
The drops fall of damp life on the ground
Clouds a-whorl dark skies sheltering in
Fair hearts defying the stab's of their fate's intent
Rise from thy streets of lonely no more
Light shines from the dark to bring all that's good and just
Is love just a sliver of sun?
Through the dark grey mist revealing paradise ?
Their withered gait now straightening with pride
They cross like angels cross futures tide
Belief in life renewed and only found
Echo's a cadence of sounds
Songs to the beat of their hearts and into the sun
Seeking life and love's new start
- by Brian Otoole
My name is Eddy
And I am full of surprises
But I only go for civilized buddies
Since they need to complete a series of passes
If you want to see these surprises
You need to be very flexible
Because there’s high prices
But that does not have to stop you from eating at my table
I am honored country wide, and internationally
That’s why my presence is a concern for every leader
I am the speech discussed nationally
Since I provide survival for these who step up my ladder
Try me and you shall see
Follow me and you shall bealive
Carry me along and you shall be the witness
Trust me and you shall be the greatest and most respected
If u can’t recognize me well, my name in full is EDUCATION
By N.H Kandjimi
And so it goes
Why are we here
You can't walk away free and clear
So sad of a day this price we pay
So many hurts have come from this
To think it began with something so beautiful as a Kiss
God will decide come what may
An get us through this very tough day
Sometimes I like to pretend, things never came to a end. But over time, our love became a crime. I didn't know what we had, would ever end so bad. But then I knew things weren't right, when we started to fight. Now I walk down memory lane all the time, the pain is worst then committing a crime. We only caused eachother pain, but we were eachothers maine. I thought things would be alright, but I cried alot that night. I don't want things to change, without you my life is strange. You said you wanted me so much it started to hurt that you couldn't wait, now im just another person you hate. When you said you didn't care, I knew the person I loved was no longer there. You aren't the same, the new you is lame. We both fell, now it's hell. You use to always be here for me, like family. But now your nowhere in sight, things aren't right. Empty is all that I can feel, I still can't believe this is real. I didn't mean to let you get away, I didn't know what to say. Am i with the right guy, or am i telling myself a lie. I was afraid to loose what we had, but to you that choice was bad.
Courage is all we need daily to survive
Courage is the driving force to repair the men inflicted damage.
Courage it takes to deal with our Personal baggage.
Courage it takes to battle against all odds even though the world
laughs at you with a nod
In courage there is no fear but in courage strength does appear
In courage we have power to seek knowledge
In courage there is determination to find our life’s purpose
In courage there is hope after the fall
Courage it takes to face our utmost fears and trust our peers
Courage it takes to live in the present and see the future
Courage it takes to ask questions and give suggestions
Courage it takes to speak the truth while someone hits you
on the cheek.
It takes courage to learn from past lessons
It takes courage to come clean with violent
confessions of persistent aggression
It takes courage to refuse wrong and fight for what’s right
It take courage to deny the dark and seek the light
It takes courage to smile through life’s trails
We are hidden trapped within the Shadows of night,
We hear the frightful screams of echoes that linger and haunt
Pain and horror in our own world
Some maybe unaware of 'many know to well
With the evil here,who is to blame?
Where the lies all the same thing?
We must join to fight the snares of the devil
And become a fortress like the stars together
With the heavy storm of dark
We must use a light to guide us home
With arms wide open I'll take you with
As the fair moon shines bright with the stars
Only then in this battle will we be saved at last
With god and that light upon us we are saved
For Gail Angel Doyle's-contest -coming out of the shadows
By Brian Otoole 7-19-13
Digested by mortal strength, overpowered by passion of integrity,
The splendor of my forceful will,
Touched by heart,. Touch with imagination,
Yes, in the depths of my inner heart even still.
My dreams, my inspirations, my visions,
a gift of awareness, revealed by my dignity.
Rewarded by truth of my own reality.
My inner eyes of sight, magically formed by
tremendous substance and distinction.
Oh yes – the mystical, glowing beam of light.
It is the touch of heart, the touch of imagination,
The mystery, the startling spark of true determination.
It kindles the inward burning flame from unseen
forces and unusual power.
Holding so tenderly, so effortlessly with no limits
submerged by our hearts and minds in this very hour.
This reflected image -- our heart of cleansing purpose can find.
Within our very depths those hidden truths live
Beyond the boundaries of our minds.
In time -- our destination shall be revealed.
Those hidden, silent ideals, yes our private
Truths shall no longer be concealed.
That special touch of the heart, the glory of our imaginations,
Our starving inner child, craving to learn, to grow, to know.
Longing for purpose, believing with open arms to receive.
As the years have passed,
our imagination has dimmed, yes it has faded.
Now aching for that creative play to mend,
As your inner child has been lost in the force of the wind.
Reach for the touch of heart, once again,
Reach for the depths of your inner child’s imagination within.
I really hate this feeling, sometimes I wish I could stop breathing. I don't wanna try, just leave me here to die. You were the thing that made my life living for, but your no longer mine anymore. I feel so much pain, sometimes I believe I'm going insane. I'm missing what we had, although it was bad. I'm always walking down memory lane, why can't you see my pain? I know people change, &&' things get strange. I guess I gotta face it, she's my new replacment. I can't believe it's really over this time, I feel as if i have commited a crime. I live in a world of sorrow, so I don't ever worry about tomorrow. I didn't even have time to cry, because i had already said bye. I feel like I'm digging a deeper whole, so I'm hoping Jesus will take control. I'm sorry for my dumb mistake, but baby now I'm wide awake.
I stand brave at might within my room
Without a single sight of fear
As thunder roars from outside
My heart as pure as gold
This ugly bloody demon came upon me
Face so gruesome yet posed expression without a soul to take
Here in a home of faith that lingers in
Thou demon in the night you can not have my heart nor soul and steal it within this night
As the demon spoke to me in tounges
I could not understand words that's been spoken
And as I pray on my knees with my merry roseary beds in palm
I wished for this demon to banish forever from my sight
And never again to appear to me within thee night
That demon in the night can harm me no more
By Brian Otoole
Never in a million years would i have thought
this to be,
my bestfriend, companion, and so special
if i wouldnt have opened my eyes,
she could have just passed by and walked right
outta my life.
but in Gods weird since of loving humor way,
today he brought Brittany Back to stay,
a life from my past that i had lost,
never knowing what would be Gods cost.
Now i sit hear always waiting to see,
her simple smile brighten up for me.
The friendship, hugs, smiles and the tug at my heart,
now i know it was just the start.
I may not always be the best,
but yet she still chooses me above all the rest.
all i ask is please let this be I love you Brittany,
and God please bring her home to Me...
this is for all the DECENT ladies out there...
i dont know about you, but im sick of being second choice to skeezy women
i dont know about you, but when i have a boyfriend i just get sick of livin
i dont know about you, but i know about me
and this girl here,shes sick of the pleas
sick of the bullshit, sick of the crap
sick of all the "friends" who talk behind my back
sick of it all, sick of everything
and with this feeling, positive im supposed to bring?
im sick of being told "its my outlook on life"
youre so negative, you make your own strife
i dont know about you, but its not MY atatood
it all the ugliness in this sick twisted world
and i dont know about you, but im fed up
i dont about you but i give up
i dont know about you, but im done feeling the way i do
and i dont know about you, but then again i think i do
you pick yourself apart, about all your flaws
and when they cheat and lie, it just instills that further,its a law
i dont know about you, but i think i do
you're the girl, much like myself
with a good heart and a bad sense of health
build us up, tear us down
i dont know about you, but i really think i am going crazy
i dont know about you, but i think theyre all lazy
too lazy to try, too lazy to care
too lazy to give a shit, but the energy shows up when in satans lair
no more loyalty, to get kicked in the teeth
no more "friends" who just make you weep
no more crap, and no more forgiving
no more forgetting and NO MORE RE LIVING.
im not settling, i have enough of "so-so" to last my whole life
and i dont know about you girls, but it ends tonight.
we stop picking ourselves apart, we stop blaming ourselves
we stop thinking our little "flaws" ar why they did this
when its about someone else
its about them, the people they choose to be around
and quite frankly, before id be around THEM id be buried in the ground.
yes i hate them that much
and i dont know about you, but i have had enough
i wont blame myself, when skeezy outdoes classy
i wont blame myself for the hilariously tacky
things i see, on a daily basis
and i dont know about you
but i too, can fake it.
see its harder for me,to be mean like you all are
im not built that way, and being mean hurts my heart
so no i cant do the revenge thing
but what i can do is protect myself again
i dont know about you, but its long overdue
i DO know about you...because i AM you.
you are not alone.
Across the borders, might be big or small
Bright Galions, ready to destroy with big cannons
Colonizing every country they go
Dead bodies and blood to the seas they flow
Every Filipino stand your ground
For God is with us, in our hearts He's found
God is with us, God is in me
Hallelujah, We keep on singing
Hallelujah, We might die today
Hallelujah, Give us strength we pray
In the end the battle is over
Justice for our Country lovers
Killings and Words to ponder
Love of God, In his arms we're under
My Dual entry.
ABC Poem of Love
(Love of Country, HAHAHAH!!!)
Poems about Nationality
By Robielynn Collins
You are my best friend,
through think and through thin,
and I guess you didn't realize,
that it was a sin,
but I prayed to God,
to make you whole,
and to take you to HEAVEN,
and to save your SOUL,
I know he will,
becaus HE'S a loving GOD,
and HE can do anything, with just a nod.
as this and
i know i
my life coz
in which i
else is just
past fly me
but now i
said as it
and try to
if you can't
out of your
i will be
Trying to find where i belong has been my objection to long.
casted out by a socity and kicked to the side came face to face
with betrail from my own kind.
Held captive behind enmy lines against all odds determined to be excepted
dispite the past rejections in search of love and effection Wanted! thats where i wanna be surrounded by a people with an affinity to me.
those who will openly embrace me and take me for who i am and will judge the not for where i have been,and once upon a time i had came across a man,a man of wisdom
and as i stood on the side of this wise man he lent me a gife though few understand.
He said Gods kingdom is more than a bunch of words its power pure divinity in the darkest hour.To see a devine light within the wilted flower for behind blind eyes lyes lifes discie and to say yes is to simply ablige to obide by the rules of this unseen gide line and to find peace within ones self and to except the help thats given when feelt
''Glown upon your face inside your hart is that place''.
South province where Mattru jong is located!
Intriguing issues as a young boy!
Escaped from drugs and the war!
Rebels – They don’t agree with the government and think everyone is the enemy!
Ready to start over!
A lhaji close friend of Ishmael!
Lonely waking around by himself at the age of 12!
Evaluated but never understood!
One world with terrible memories!
Never being able to let go of memories!
Elated at being with his uncle!
Feeling lost as I stand by that ivy tree
on this emerald field
With mixed emotion over you with nowhere to run
Feeling astray from here where we first were happy
But that is gone
As I stand by this old tree of vines
I looked upon the summer sky
Utterd these simple words
To the sun giver of light and to clouds
That makes dampend sorrows
Why did that person toy with my heart and not love me so
Then i turned my head quick to the ivy tree
Placed my hand on the rugged vine tree
Feeling a new life pull me deep within
All wrapped around my fate with it's tangled vines
Now I'm trapped as I cried to the sky with prayer for my wrongs
A love with tangled vines I never wanted you like this
In your tangled vine that haunts
For tangled vines contest
son you are not morethan your thoughts
you cannot out-run your thoughts
son you are not morethan your vision
oh yes! you cannot journey farther than your inner sight
son listen to the wise words of your father
you are not morethan your dreams
yes you cannot reach heights above your dreams
I could of hugged you once
Even wrote a letter on how I felt
But you left us way too soon with the angels
You inspired me -many others I'm almost certain
You took the stage as your own
Broadway missed an angel
Being the actress you became
With just fond memories of you
You are still and will always be
America's sweet heart
With that smile to melt many
You inspired me to write and become who I am
But heaven wanted you quick with bliss
That angel who inspired transcend all
True of courage and laughter and faith
Worlds greatest star I'll forever miss
My favorite star that actress like you
Legacy always cherished never gone
Contest for Frank h.-favorite movie star
I Swear Death is Really Calling ME
Im Running Out of Air
The Darkness is Chasing Me
I Can't Shake The Shade
My Shadow Chained to The Ground
Below The Concrete is Where Im Bound
Paranoia Sticks Around as My Eyes Scan Over Every Sound
Black & White Cats Run Across Me
First bad Luck Then Death Comes To Greet Me
In Chains With The Other Enemies of Light
But I'm Actually Standing Here Alone
Shadows At My Feet
Watching MY Every Step
Laying Right Beneath Me
Waiting To Swallow Me Whole
The Sky Fall's
The Stars Drop Low
My Life Crumbles
Heavy Screams Burn Into My Soul
As I Collaps Into The Never Ending Black Floor
do the questions we ask today
become the answers of tomorrow
how do we go from sing and play
to overwhelming sorrow
when certainty is in question
and wisdom and knowledge depart
we live by our own suggestion
and forget our mind and hearts
we stagger through our walk
and blindly refuse to listen
to those who walked before
WEEP NO MORE!
Grief-stricken tossing my eyes on tomorrow,
Living in this world that’s full of sorrow,
Plagues, deaths; the whole ambience is horror,
Tangled and strangled in an envelope of terror.
Who owns the key to our motherland?
To open gates for love and eternity,
Love’s preserved and reserved for the loved,
For all I need is amity and humanity.
Tis not a hard nut to crack,
Just sit down and flashback,
All about being in a pack,
Not skulking and dodging as you duck.
Be optimistic and shun,
From hooliganism for it’s not fun,
Maimed, killed and burned,
While a cloud perished when gunned.
Animosity and cynicism to banish,
For the merits of concord you’re well acquaint,
Discard prejudice and let vanish,
As we heal the wounds that’s blossomed in hearts.
Rivers of tears we’ve shed,
But the memories seem to fade,
Sun’s sizzling hot but there’s no shade,
For me to cover my baldhead.
Humanity’s destiny is fostered on youths,
To bury and shoo old myths,
With sanity and taking the bulls by the horns,
We’ll weep no more and come up trumps.
This Poem is for all those (including myself) that is holding on to some kind of pain from their past that they cant seem to let go of or don't want to... You're bringing it with you wherever you go even 20 years from now until you can learn to make peace and let go.
I know its hard I know its not easy,
But I know that the past still haunts thee.
No matter what you do it still tends to show,
But you have to try... To let the pain go.
I'm not a professional just someone that's seen,
This is one task that certainly ain't easy.
If you hold on negativity will follow,
And leaves no room to be positive tomorrow.
I know its difficult to come to terms,
With yourself..your past..and all you have learned.
It's not easy to let the past go..whatever it may be,
But it makes life difficult to live positively.
We know not of what it holds for the future is but a mystery,
But what's done is done.. make peace... Because its History.
BEST FRIEND SUSHANT THAPA
my smile and sad differs to him
my happy and wins refers to him
he is like a poet for me
because he is lust like me
Little thin so handsome my friend SUSHanT
always smiles and admires me for good
laugh in happiness and serious in sadness is his best
otherwise i will be half and cant get a friendship test
His excellence differs for me
his reputation and life refers to me
he is just a friend for me
because he is just like me (My Nearest And Dearest Friend Sushant Thapa)
PROUD TO BE NEPALI
Just old me,
my back is to the ground,
only they can see,
roughen and hangin,
my blood is on my knee,
a prayin to my lord,
a singin like a bee,
a whisper for you lady,
i won't be comin home,
a kiss the children for me ,,
tellem daddys gone,
i won't be comin home,
I stink of broken bone,
a hangin in the darkness,
tellem daddys gone.
I married a man too early in life
and wasn’t prepared to be a good wife.
I believed he loved me and things would be fine.
My love for him would grow over time.
The years passing by were good for awhile.
Then came a time I could not see my smile.
He cheated on me and I deserved more.
With a heavy heart I went out the door.
We parted as “friends”, which ended one day.
With a baby conceived he went on his way.
He now liked his freedom away from me.
I carried our son -- he didn’t want to see.
Soon after another cared about me;
I ignored the things I didn’t want to see.
I married that man -- I thought it’d be best.
But soon after that, he was failing the test.
Driven by fear, I mistakenly thought
A son of “his own” was the thing that he sought
I now had a toddler and one on the way;
there was no doubt, I now had to stay.
Things started to spiral out of control.
The alcohol had a firm grip on his soul.
Choosing to leave to protect us all;
I was forced this time to really stand tall.
Now on my own with two children to raise
I examine my life in so many ways.
My relationships failed, for that I am sad;
but the result of those could never be bad.
Now long gone are those men from my past
replaced by a “true” love that forever will last.
My love for my sons, my two little boys,
erase all my pains and reveal only my joys.
He's a silent hunter,
with a murderous heart,
and he doesn't care,
what he tears apart,
he is very independant,
and cunning to,
and if your his prey,
then you are through,
he has a ravinish blood lust,
that he can't contain,
and if he don't kill,
he'll go insane,
he may seem like a sweet little kitty,
but trust me people,
he is witty,
don't let those purrs,
and cuddles fool,
he has many concealed weapons,
he'll use as a tool,
he has needle sharp teeth,
and 5 dagger claws,
on each and everyone,
of his cute little paws.
It always seems to be raining when she visits.
My Persian cats Esmerelda and Fifi become a
little more agitated then usual.
They know I may well forget to feed them.
The dogs down the street seem to change their howl.
It sounds like “warroull” rather than their usual barking.
It seems that Nature knows and I welcome her empathy.
Soon there is the soft tapping tapping tapping at the back door,
It is a dark beautifully dressed woman.
She is dressed completely in black.
He face is covered with a black veil. It is impossible
to make out her features.
I call her Mrs Veil and I know why she has come.
Even though it is raining she beckons me to walk with her.
It is a walk void of time and I never quite know where
she will take me.
All I know is that she will return and my Sun will go away for a while.
Perhaps one day I will hear the tapping and I will summon
Gentle Jesus himself down from the Cross and we will
face Mrs Veil together and I will not leave the house.
On that joyful night of june30-2012
Me and my love enjoyed a romantic night alone
In that beautiful inn
We laughed and cuddled all through the night
We held each other close gazing into eyes
Deep within the still night of bliss
I tried to sleep but could not fall at peace
Something was on our mind but unaware of what
We woke up with sweat running down our face
Something had come over us
Like a firey rush
We ran quick down that rocky road
To his mother's house
Not knowing what went on
Only to find the worst morning after
When something stinched the air
Only to find our loved one gone to this life
Right before our eyes
I know he's in heaven now with the angels bliss
As heavy tears I've cried of sorrow
Only to find our worst morning after
Poem for black eyes Susan the worst morning after contest
I know your spirit lingers here
Your always with me till the bitter end
Just too painful to talk about
So I write this poem to inspire
Wishing I could see you in the flesh
Hopeing for a miracle
But I know deep within my heart
Your never too far away
I'll always keep you with me in my heart
That steady burns inside
I think of when I was happy
And all those dark and dampend clouds
Start to fade away
In loving faith I'll find comfort
And like the birds that fly gracefully in the sky
I will always see your image within those ivory clouds
Long as I look upon to the ivory clouds
I'll always know your never too far away
By Brian Otoole
The sounds of our generation
Everything plugged in
What’s old is of the past
No longer useful
Our new way of communication
Face to face is no longer relevant
Unless it’s FaceTime
Have this, get that, you NEED this
But do we really?
Whatever happened to going outside?
What happened to genuine relationships?
Where did our imagination go?
Let’s take the “i” out of everything
And turn it into “us”
Turn it into “we”
But not like Nintendo
Live it up
The sayings of our generation
Sorry to break it to you
But the real world isn’t like “The Real World”
Stop trying to make “The Real World” your real world
And live in the real world
Life isn’t like a reality show
You’re not a Kardashian
Who’s your Kanye?
“Don’t be the B in apartment 23
You’re better than that
We’re all better than that”
Don’t live like you’re on the Shore
The role models of our generation
Is this all we are?
There are so many role models out there
We just need to find the right ones
They’re out there
All we need to do is make an effort to find them
They’re not far away
Just look a little closer for what really matters
Vampires and Werewolves
Friends With Benefits…
The love stories of our generation
Love is greater than all of these stories
We need to rediscover what love truly is
We must understand that we don’t “love” ice cream
We like ice cream
We love our family
We love our friends
We love God
Learn to love not with words
But with action and in truth
Love is the greatest gift we have received
Let’s start treating it that way
Unlike “things” of this world
Love will remain
Love is eternal
But we have true potential
Both a blessing and a curse
It brings pressure
But can also lead to greatness
We have opportunities nobody else has ever had
We can join together
We can use technology to make the world a better place
Not just to play Call of Duty
The cards are in our hands
We just need to lay them on the table
We are the minds
Of the 21st century
We have greatness at our fingertips
All we have to do is get off the couch
Dishearten was I in foreign land
Unjust Kings enslaved me
Until His Unfailing Nail Pierced Hands
From enslavement saved me
Now strongly praised beyond compare
Rock of my Salvation
Build in me a house to dwell
With unyielding dedication
Hear my new song
The Joyful shall sing
This Ransomed Nation Thankful for His
Sacrifice, Amazing Reconciliation
MERI ASMITA(pehchaan) dhoond rhi hu astitv apna hr din... kya man ki apekshaaon ko jaanti hu... us maa ki dulari hu... ya is sheher ki unsuni kahani koi... aap beeti ka parichay du agar,to pehla kadam vidyalaya ka hua... kayi hastiyon me shamil mera bhi naam hua... naam kamane ki paribhasha hi kuch akeli thi... so..me apne adhyapakon ki cheli thi... gyan ki nayi urja se mula kate hui... JIGYASA ,,jo na kbhi bhujne vali meri,,, so kayi mann ki uljhano se baate hui... bada hone ki chah leke ,samundar me moti dhoondti h rahi... ek asha ,himmat leke apni hasti ko khojti rhi ... sabse aage ,nayi dishao ka bhag jo chhakhne lagi... vidyalay ki chamak to bani hi... aur apne naam ki paribhasha ko likhne lagi.. koi kehta jhansi ki rani,koi vakeel, ya kal ki indira hogi,,, mai kehti hu kya yeh tey karne ka haq mera nhi,,, ki yeh atthaarah saal ki swarna khud ki pehchaan se nerhera hogi... keval kalpana nahi,is junoon ko na rok paungi... jo dil me dabakar rakha h mene jazba, use duniya ke avaam me dikha jaungi... har mazhab me ik hindusta roshan karna chahti hu.... AAJ KEHTI HU...ki samaj seva ki neev mai bunna chahti hu... khud ko tarashte ,,,khojte ,,,jo sikha hai apne baabul se,,, AADARSH JEEWAN KI BUNIYAD MAI VYATEET KR PAU.......................... AUR JAB ANTIM SAANS LU....tab har aankh mai namm kr jau........har aankh mai namm kar jau............................................(by swarna tilak) turning to a KAVYITRI,:)
I could love you.
With all my heart.
And my entire mind.
I could promise you that.
But I can’t.
I have to follow the wind.
And move away from you.
But I’ll leave behind a trail.
A trail to you.
I wish I had a Gretel.
To help me find my way home.
Home is where your heart is.
And where mine belongs.
I could trust you.
With all my secrets.
And my entire soul.
I could promise you that.
But I can’t.
I have to follow the rain.
And wash away my past.
But I’ll leave you an umbrella.
So you will stay dry.
And be my pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
I could follow you.
With my two legs.
And my entire body.
I could promise you that.
But I can’t.
I have to follow my dreams.
And make them come true.
But I’ll leave you a dream catcher.
So you can catch my dreams.
Once they become real.
And rejoice with me so I’m not alone.
I could fight for you.
With my two hands.
And my entire strength.
I could promise you that.
But I can’t.
I have to follow my passion.
But I’ll leave you an empty notebook.
So I can fill the pages once I return.
And create a new chapter with you.
I could love you.
I could trust you.
I could follow you.
I could fight for you.
I really could.
But I have to follow a life for me.
So I can return ready to follow a life for you
Like a wall,
She won't fall.
Her will is strong,
She can't go wrong.
Within her is light,
She has power to fight.
Like the Great Wall,
She will stand tall.
Path not wrong,
She is strong.
Her life is bright,
She will forever fight.
Power lies down deep within,
She wont let darkness in.
Light never to leave,
She will never grieve.
For she won't fall,
She's the Great Wall.
Her will too strong,
She can't go wrong.
She has light,
She has fight.
''twas a new feeling-somewhat more
Then we even dares to own before
As I looked upon the stars
I hope and dreamed someone like you
Who can take me back to my old Irish roots
Never met anyone from the emerald hills of Ireland
Our Irish eyes gazing into each other
With the tall flowering hedges shade narrow
With head to shoulder on your skin
I long to be in your arms of joy
Show me your beauty and beauty of Ireland
With Rocky roads and ancient castles
Just tell me the words I long to hear
And we will be at least halfway
With many tremendous miles apart
I keep wishing to be with you even just once
Wherever you may be or wherever you shall go
Just always remember I longed for you
On the field of bliss forever on My mind
With my Irish eyes that long for you
By Brian Otoole
With an ego far too strong
And reasons all too wrong
They’re set to find a prey
Whose weakness they’ll relay
In words or acts not too kind
With hope it’ll get into your mind
They are everywhere like an army of ants
Sometimes they stick even to your pants
You can’t get their words out of your head
Even when you pretend you never cared
And it turns into a worst nightmare
It feels too much you cannot bear
Sticks and stone don’t work for you
So here is what I thought to do
Hide away from who I was
And pretend I had the key pause
But when reality resurfaced
It is my turn to be relieved
Now I must battle on this directory
For my name and victory
In life alone we have ways
Ways that give us those long days
We can chooses which way to go
And we chooses our foes
Our foes that is like frost bite on your toes
So chooses the path
That you can’t lose
Chooses the path that you can win
And makes you grin
Tired going here and there,
Tired of being aware!
Sick of building useless hopes,
Sick of being on unstable slopes!
Vexed facing disappointment,
Vexed keeping perseverant!
Done carrying on,
Done being cheated on!
Special thanks to all my swains;
Those who cured, or racked my strain,
A new stage has just broke ground,
A Point of view is switching around
Only success is what I'll brace,
From today, till blue in the face!
Its sad uncouth satanic
Aware and unawares executed
Don’t prick my eyes unless you blind
Lets all wake up clean our ears
Its all in airwaves lest you damn
Said provocations through unwashed teeth
To bring down God’s effort of peace
Accept your old age and lost battle
Let the chosen anointed do the job
A retirement package sent by courier
Till the ground welcomes you royally
Gather your people, leave a humble legacy
Country among the few left standing
With a throne of Almighty ruling
Devil looser liar no way through
From Fathers throne He will command
And those who heed you will perish
To darkest pit you lead the trail
Father have mercy our Canaan crying
For forever the throne you will hold
Restore peace and calm glory to you
Lead our leaders that they lead wisely
Your strength we seek for our leaders
And condemnation to our enemies
I have no fear
I fear no man
I don't fear evil
I don't fear satan
I don't fear his demons
I don't fear death
I'll look the devil in his eyes with no fear
And tell him he can't have me
I only fear god
Fear is a disease in my eyes
I have no worries
I roll with The Lord
Tell me why I should have any fear
Are u afraid of the dark?
I don't fear nothing
The devil tryes to mess with me
He can't get to me
It drives him crazy
I'll fight off his demons if I have too
I'm not afraid to speak out against the government
I did that already
And there's more where that came from
I'm not afraid to speak my mind
I'm not afraid to fight
I'm not living in fear
The devil will haunt u if he knows if u have fear
Well he's not scaring me
Call me crazy
Call me brave
I have no fear
But only fear I have is for god
Oh she is happy, jumping
Life has turned into floating water.
It suddenly all has meaning!
Take it all and eat it down…. good
She can smell it so close
and would drink it if she could
This would be harmony in time
and this would tell her why she calls everything “mine”
Walls would shatter
and people would fall
Deserts would blow
so she could hear him call!
Oh, now it is coming to her,
brightly and beautifully
Now she sees peace
in a fallen, mellow musical
All this time wasted
and all this love adored-
One second has become eternity,
ship, flight and cling aboard
Happy, jumping and screaming
THE SILENT ME!
YOU JUST WON’T LOOK AT ME AND SEE THINGS FROM HERE
WHATEVER THEY TELL YOU…IS CONTRARY TO WHAT HE SAID
YOU MOVE ON, I WILL STAY TO COUNT THE MELTS BEFORE YOU FREEZE
THIS IS MY REWARD FOR SILENCE!
I AM WAY TOO YOUNG TO RESORT TO VIOLENCE
YOU GO WITH IT IN MIND...THAT YOU LEFT ME BETTER
PREPARING ME FOR THE WORST TRIALS OF A JUVENILE
I HAVE NEVER TOLD YOU...
BECAUSE WE SMILE WHEN WE ARE AWAY
ITS BEEN SO LONG NOW
I HEARD YOU WERE SORRY..
I GUESS I SHOULD REPLY THE SAME
LOOK AT ME WITH THAT SMILE..
AND SAY NO WORD...
Love can be amazing or it can be hell,
But it's not always easy to tell.
Some are afraid to find it or even say it,
I can understand how we feel "its complicated"
If you know it to be true that they love you,
Then no need to worry bout what to do.
Whether we have been heart beakers,
Or ours have been broke.
Sometimes you need to be a risk-taker,
otherwise, you'll never know.
You may love too much or fall too quick,
But you bottle it up, then you feel sick.
Though at times it can be rough,
To even admit that you're in love.
You may think that they dont feel the same,
or perhaps, that you'll scare them away...
I have felt this way, and know it to be true,
It can be tough to say the words "I Love You"
It's okay, no need to cry,
But you'll never find out unless you try.
Love can throw you into a whirl,
But i wouldnt trade it, for anything in the world.
you are hurting me again
falling through water
made of clearest
work so hard
to draw one breath
as your angry fists
throw hated blows
venom spews from lips
i once loved
now i curl up tight
a ball hiding from horror
as blood stains
penance for independence
consequence for saying no
flew across my face so fast
you started raining blows
if i pull inside myself nowadays
if i seem weird or strange
excuse me please
do not judge harshly
no im not insane
just cracked in places
i try to hide
i meant well
as he whispered
threats upon my children
if i tried to get away
i believed him
so i would laid there
hiding as i prayed
I miss that old playhouse of brilliant plays
And when I used to go see a show
Vintage but very classy
And I miss my uncle rod
Who used to be when he was young
The brilliant wardrobe man agent
I miss him and this playhouse that is no longer
They tore it down with no money to keep alive
And all that is left from that old playhouse,
That built my uncle Rodney is a picture of him
Standing with his friends like Vivian Blaine bob Cummings and shelly winters
All I'm left to cherish is their photos in a journal
I hope my uncle see's in heaven
Just how much he inspire me to write
This is to inspire him
With all my heart he and the playhouse
Will always be remembered through time
Blows a kiss to the night sky
As I live to tell their stories
By Brian Otoole
Addiction is a curse but not from god
It plays role of havoc to the body
And empties their wallets!
It is a strong disease that no doctor or shrink can cure it
With will power that goes weakend,and your mind goes out of control!
Once your addicted to any vice your choices are very limited it becomes
Between the day and night that inner ugly monster takes over
Destroy that ability to respond or fight it
It's possible to regain the control of the body thru mind and the soul
And only a prescription is a strong conviction
Addiction is just another curse that leaves you poor
By Brian Otoole
My name describes and summarizes me
my essence, vitality, and pressence
it is the model I search for
with stretching arms
and pray in my heart to become
it is a constant reminder of my potentiality
forever linked to my Congo ancestry
as a unification of soul
with stories of unity untold
of family suffering and survival
My name signifies their struggle
and is a holistic envisioning
of my grandfather's dreams
Delondi means epitome
not the purity of any particular race,
not the misguided attempts at perfection
that results in saluts and exclamtatory cries
not superiority as one might arrogantly
interpret with no flaws
but a superiority based on
effectiveness and efficiancy
based on acceptance
and a belief that if knocked down
God can bring us back up again
superiority based on ones best
despite one's limitations
Ngoma means drum
the rythym and sound that
enables us to share our lives experiences
the thoughts, ideas, and messages
inevitably and necessarily implying
a knowledge transfer
from one person to another
knowlege seeking, bonding, enabling
and sharing our inner most feelings
Kintaudi means humble
Humility is acceptance of ones
faiures and inabilities
without the power of the almighty
certain words wont come out
a confused emotion filled with doubt
eyes tell the hearts desires
see the sin in the eyes of liers
is there truth, is there trust
is existance only a wim of lust
suddenly a whisper in the wind
reminded you of a commited sin
holding back the pain is lifted
standing strong when the earth has shifted
a breaking inside your chest
a sleeping body that receives no rest
your knes are weak, emotion strong
innocence that wont last long
eyes are open, mind is shut
this open wound, a bleeding cut
a single breath deeper then the rest
pushing you to do your best
make it through another day
may your eyes tell whatever your heart can not bring you to day
(Inspired by our conversation with chrimba)
I listen to your heart beat talkin to me,
You cursing yourself and you question why
won't they just let you be?
I've been drowning in your tears
Where you've had fears that tore you my dear
That your empty womb might reduce my love,
let me clear your conscious,
Just because you can not give birth I will not
love you any less!
Lie your head on my chest,
let me wipe your tears with your lips pressed
The person within, that's my require for I never
There's no qualification or duration in my love
Never mind the gossips the Lord will See us
Look deep in my eyes, the tears you see are not
they are the assurance of passing together
through comments that are pathetic,
Oh I will never leave you nor will I expect more
than you can give,
With this empty womb there's a lot that you can
You just have to believe that you have a reason
Weep no more for I have less tissues and more
And I hope this make you stronger...
Next seems to far
To see a loving heart
The more i think of been close
The more i felt the distance.
Let me hear you sing
Please, come kill my boreness
Let me see you smile
And feel the warmness of your presence
I'm lonely but happily strong
I'm strong and full of joy
I'v got want many don't have
Don't look for me
I'm not there
Am I anywhere?
Not under the bed
Behind the couch
Not in the shed
or behind the door
I'm not anywhere you'll find me anymore.
No more bruises there to hide
No sunglasses to cover my eyes
Without me, where would you be?
So Pardon Me "if you can't sleep".
Yes, you wonder, where I am
You say to yourself
How will I survive
Where's the one I need to get by.
To pay for my gas
Supply all my meals
Take care of my child...
What's the deal?
I now smile, cause you are gone
I awake with my children and know I am strong.
I am woman
Like "Joan of Arc"
Fierce and heroic I will be
Now that I know you can't find me.
For the Woman who think they can"t do it, for those that are scared...
Be scared enough to break away.....
As I sit and stare at this big crate filled to the top,poems I have made ,scared to death to take the next step.
wondering if they are my best?
Can't lie to myself because I can't rest,the words shoot through my mind and I have to write them down at the same time.
Word for word I describe ,how I'm feeling at the time,coming from the heart each rhyme.A true poet that I can't deny
How I love to write,it keeps me up half the night,but got to get theses words off my mind and on this paper I describe .
I put my heart in it,hoping this time ill win it.This poetry contest is just a test.That is making me scared to death.
Wanting to publish my work,but scared they won't like it in New York.What to do?Im just a poet that's scared just like you.
Trying to figure out if my work is good enough and true,why don't you let me know what to do???
Our minds fail to see
We have anxiety on the mind
We live with stress
At times it gets the best
Like a fly
A constant pest
We're stronger than this
These scars on our wrists
Tell you differently
In a world filled with chaos
Feeling like everything is off
I want my life back
To be back on track
To see the sun again
Not stress over things out of my control
I'll stand my ground
I'll never leave
Link to my author page on Facebook
Its one of those cold days you just don't ignore, Still but it stings. On my way out of town but with the daunting thought that I must return by dusk. Aching for myself and my friend that has shown me so much love over the year as to the point that our pain merges and yet not enough strength to bear the burden. Constantly tearing up with the thought of my own burden, I was not prepared for those words when he said them" my mother has got cancer". I felt the bottom of my world breaking away once again for the millionth time within the space of six months. Devastated does not begin to describe my pain. The good ones always go first, why?? Is it not enough that we suffer? Is it not enough that we are broken? Where is the justice in further suffering? I have not enough tears left for one more burden, not enough room on my fragile shoulder to lift one more load. My dearest friend know that I love you and will pray with you for her. I will be there for you, yes my friend we shall lift this burden together.
I did not expect to take another Mother's child
but I did it with concern and a smile
I did not expect to see hurt, neglect, and rebellion
but I did it with love, guidance and nurturing
I did not expect to worry about room or space
but I took them all and taught them togetherness and grace
I did not expect the long hours of time and care
but I did it with little rest and slept away my tears
This is not a Cinderella story for that is make believe
This is the story that came from the heart and love of a step-mother
I now call Mom.
Little girl tell the world why you cry.
Is it that your father is the molester and your mother hides his lies?
So why should I believe you, when the world has it your spoiled?
All over the community running wild
But no one would believe her all they see is the outside.
She's trap; she hates, she loves, she love, she hates the ones that gave her birth.
she despise the love she's given for it lets her feel like dirt.
She speaks but no one hears, she cries still no one cares,
yet whenever she runs away to be free like the wind,
they see, they criticize, they say all kind of things.
She sleep, she wakes, she wakes, she sleep just to confirm she's dreaming
but the reality is too perfect for the neighbors so they ignore the screaming.
"So why should I be different from my neighbors it's not like being concern
will get me any favours?
Furthermore I only show compassion when I am in the mood,
I would prefer to draw my assumption and say that girl is rude".
She has loving parents is what they see.
They see the house, the car and say "that should be me".
They say "she's ungrateful what else could she want, the things they would do if they had the chance"
but the perfect world is in our minds, her reality is crappy though everything looks fine
but no one would believe her so she's learning how to adjust one day at a time.
She's locked in her room with nowhere to hide.
She entertains herself for her imagination is wide.
She brace herself for the nightmare hoping it would slide
and anticipate the second she goes back outside.
If you keep quiet, you think to yourself that it's not a big dead
But your life is too short to leave all your thoughts unsaid.
Head down low
Any moment could be your last.
Don't you want to say that first "I love you" or finally stand up to that bully that made you such a wreak?
Don't shut down because of fear.
You have the right, so please don't hide.
If they call you a name, say one back show them you're not afraid.
If you absolutely hate the relationship you're in, or in love tell them
Opportunities are once in a lifetime
So don't stay dragged under, please swim up to the top
There is not enough time to not speak up.
How can you say that you've never been there
you just sit there and watch and stare.
Feeling sorry isn't gonna help anyone anywhere
not helping is the same as not doing anything.
Equality is hard to find anywhere skin color, gender
but no one is perfect so why should anyone care.
Sure you're not me and im not you
but it doesn't mean you're differen't
Your just one of the many few
I know it's hard to speak up
but someday you're gonna have to.