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Details | Quatrain | |


You women
Know how to make 
The best of what you've got in you
You do it everyday in your life

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry | |


I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.

Copyright © VICTOR BUN | Year Posted 2012

Details | Rhyme | |

A Single Leaf Out of A Tree

A single leaf, 
Falls out of a tree above me.
As it twist and turn, 
The wind blows it in my direction.

But why?

It symbolizes all my struggle and all my pain.
It tells me that they twist and turn, 
But never remain.

It takes a sudden fall next to me. 

But why? 

It symbolizes the thought of being alone.

It tells me that someone is always by my side. 

As I write, 
The leaf flies away.

As if it had a huge success in it's encouragement.

Nature communicates with us in many ways.

Not with words, 
But with a single leaf out of a tree.

Copyright © Anthony Scandrick II | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse | |

Where The Next Dollar Will Come From

I'm worried where the next dollar will come from.
Will she ever arrive?
Will she ever show up?
But why am I worrying?
Stop it!
It's all in God's Great Hands!
It's all under God's control!
It's all within His plans!
It's all His
And He will provide
Because He is our Father!
He loves us!
It's all His!
Trust Him!
I know it's difficult;
He will not lead you wrong.
He knows where you need to go.
He knows what you need to endure.
It's all His plan.
It's all in His Hands!
Lay down your life;
Give the control.
He is in control!
Thank You Father!
Trust Him!
It will all be okay!
Trust Him!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
Thank You Holy Spirit!
I love You always!
I trust You always!
I trust You!
I trust You!
Yes, yes I do!
I trust You!
I love You!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse | |

Return Of Your King

Reflections of imperfections have shown me a way that I can move mountains through my power of faith even though I can't see him I know he is real through the power of prayer and a Love that I feel It's growing inside me like a flower in bloom shall I reveal my powers or is it too soon I am reading the signs through my darkness I find a reason for belief in the light of mankind that I know shall overcome the greatest of odds the Love I seek amazes me especially through the flaws because now I am inspired through the hero's that bring my throne through the darkness on which I return on as your King.

Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2013

Details | Couplet | |


Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?

Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.

And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.

I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep. 

Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.

And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.

Copyright © Kristopher Higgs | Year Posted 2013

Details | Pastoral | |


No worries in being unemployed
Working for the Lord with continuous praise and joy
The Lord Boss perks always being under God’s care
He is the Lord for all to share
No worry in a job being outsourced
The Lord being the superior one with the only force
Yet the spirituality is a feeling beyond compare
I don’t mind working overtime
Because I am involved with the Lord’s blessings combined
God’s power that will stay with me
It is something my fellow Christians shall see
I don’t have to think on man’s corporate name
Because God is the one with the name and is fame
My health care under God’s complete control
If I get sick I will be the witness of look and behold
My Boss being the Lord and not man himself
Man thinks only about himself
God is not like everybody else
My Boss being the Lord knows how to teach and extend knowledge
The voice of Heaven in have you heard
Opportunity being a privilege
Promotion in fairness served only by the Lord
The value of compensation needing no charge in praising our Lord
Just stand back and watch as God helps to preserver
He is the protection when the enemy wants to come near
A Heavenly Boss I appreciate, and as a servant I will always participate.

Copyright © ANTHONY BLAKE | Year Posted 2015

Details | Carpe Diem | |


If its money I got its money ill keep. If its money I have its money ill weep. If its love that I give its love ill receive. For I am but no one who just see's beneath. Some say your only as strong as you feel, but how could we a place that's so unreal. People are hearing but..not really hearing. Why is the world so blind. I keep on screaming and screaming and screaming for things to be revolutionized. I am just a small song in a world full of cries, laughter, tears and french-fries.

Copyright © Sam Ruby | Year Posted 2013

Details | Lyric | |

Pledge Not The Allegiance

It's the third verse,
I got the urge to purge
All the curt words I've splurged,
I've submerged in sin,
I'll go to church repent,
Then go curse again,
Lets reverse this trend
We nurse tolerance,
When it might offend,
If I white wash my fence,
So try to not get tense,
When I do not defend, 
Those who chose to be dense
And not use their two cents,
To show kids the reverence,
For the pledge of allegiance.

Copyright © Mike Conway | Year Posted 2013

Details | Burlesque | |

The Last Forever Minute

 Today a cell phone was used all day and at the end of the day the battery was still full. Normally it is dead whne it is needed the most and now it is needed. What do you say to yourself when you know you have the answers? What is now your purpose in life? Is it to create Forever. If you can touch the stars would you reach for the moon? When the answer is given, it is almost never heard or seen, just clothed. Stop living as if you will die. Souls dont have an expiration date. Yes you have a soul, you might not know it yet.

Copyright © greg bell | Year Posted 2013

Details | Blank verse | |

Pages of the Book

On earth on a Mission
purpose redefined with singleness of vision
clarity came cause i sat to look
through the pages of the book

Some days skipped with nothing to dine
some nights slept with nothing to wine
yet more nourished than a royal cook
for i am best fed from the pages of the book

When I lost focus and fell
drowning in the depths of the well
yet I was lifted by an unseen hook
as i flipped through the pages of the book

What about you my dear friend
when the terrestrial race comes to an end
and death vomits all that it ever took
will your name be found on the pages of the book

Copyright © Chukwuemeka Mbah | Year Posted 2013

Details | Burlesque | |

What is next

I have been looking for my dream car, 1971 Chevelle. Carrying out dreams and goals are not bad things at all. There is a positive on this. I have a very vivid mind and it goes to work from time to time. Thats a feeling. It is hard for Ek to remember things. How i Feel. Song. Everyone thinks people are there to help them but everyone is out for themselves not trying to help each other out. It is all a dream she would have done this and she would have done that but she did not reply. Where did the girls go was the questions asked by all the guys and then discussed by the girls as they drive off. You were drunk, rambling, and you ran them away. Pure 3-2718space240Dash Bravo. What is this you ask? You can put pure in front of anything and sell It.

Copyright © greg bell | Year Posted 2013

Details | Verse | |

Going to the Desert

Going to the desert
Trying to remember your name
Pondering your gift
Was it all in vain

The three wise monkey's
Light up their spliff's
Human beings turn into lemmings
And gather at the cliff's

Going to the desert
Trying to remember your name
Pondering your gift
Was it all in Vain

Economists play a hot tune
As the blind mice dance
As the beat builds
Everyone is caught in a trance

Going to the desert
Trying to remember your name
Pondering your gift
Was it all in vain

The bankers want a pound of flesh
But they say they don't want blood
Tell that to the poor
When they gentrify their neighbourhood

Going to the desert
Trying to remember your name 
Pondering your gift
Was it all in vain

Lord above forgive  us
For our considerable  shame
We know not , what , we do
We just play the game

Going to the desert
Trying to remember your name
Pondering your gift
Was it all in vain

Copyright © gerard quain | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme | |

Someone, Someday

It’s so hard to start
It’s so hard to finish
It feels as if all that you've accomplished will someday be diminished 
And it won’t matter if you become somebody some day
Because someone will easily take your place 
Steal your ideas 
And make a living off you, THEIR way

It’s sad but true
Every mutha f**ka 
Will take a piece of your mind
and will somehow ultimately f**k you

not physically but mentally
making you think 
you’re not one of a kind
their getting all the fame 
while everyone leaves you behind

leaving you to feel like a failure 
people telling you to talk to God, 
he’ll have the answer

I pray, looking up at the ceiling
Hoping he’ll will give me a reason….
To keep going on with my life and my ideas
But all I’m left with are clones of my feelings
Washed up on canvases with some else’s fake veneers 

Copyright © Jolly Figs | Year Posted 2012

Details | Heroic Couplets | |

Jesus Came Riding On A Donkey

Donkey’s in the land of Israel in the 1st century, 
Were used to carry goods about the country, 
But could also carry women, children and the ill, 
Because they were strong and quiet, did chill. 

So when Jesus entered Jerusalem on that day,
On the Sunday before his crucifixion, away, 
He deliberately chose a donkey to ride on, 
To communicate effectively, with abbreviation. 

A donkey was premium to the professions, 
The areas industry’s for selling productions, 
Which depended on donkeys for transportation, 
For their future and reputation’s momentum. 

So Jesus was saying by riding that donkey, 
That he was key to the wave that they did see, 
That how his death was remembered, thought, 
Would determine the legacy that he’d wrought. 

Also, he assumed a sensitivity by that ride, 
A vulnerability that he had and he felt inside, 
Because he took the place of a fragile person, 
Suggesting that memories were your liaison. 

So he won and achieved a triumphant entry, 
Because he proclaimed himself Christianity, 
And that, just like a child, he needs lifted up, 
Onto the donkey, where there’s a warm cup. 

Copyright © Rhoda Monihan | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme | |

Open For Business Closed At End Of Day


O great is the mercy of God!
If we had only seen with our eyes…
If we’d only been wise…
O how he tries…
To turn our heads from our Iniquities!

O how severe is God’s wrath!
When the fruit is ripe, when the day is done…
When we’ve wholly turned our back from the son…
When He has drawn a plumb line over sin’s fun…
O how fearsome is the Day of the Lord!

Kim Rodrigues ©2016

Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2016

Details | Blank verse | |

Buying Compassion and Righteousness

There was once a wealthy merchant
Who wished to collect some debt
He sent his servant to see to it
And told him to buy goods on return 

The servant did as he was bid
But when he saw the plight of the poor
His heart was so moved that
He tore the notes into pieces!

He went home and said: We lack not 
grain or oil, silk or gold, wine or silver
Thus, I bought you nothing but…
Compassion and righteousness! 

Perplexed, the merchant voiced not
But when he next journeyed afar
He was greeted by crowds and cheers
Earnest folks grateful of his kindness

“So this was what he meant, when
He told me what he had bought!”

All rights released into Public Domain

Copyright © Brian Chung | Year Posted 2016

Details | Sonnet | |

French Cafe

I own a petite cafe in South France
Overlooking the sparkling azure sea
The apron-clad staff serves some top cuisine
But mainly fine china filled with black tea.

Chef Christopher becomes so furious
No one orders his finely prepared food
Because he poured his heart and soul in it
But the customers are not in the mood.

I console him and say the tourists stress
About the growing size of their own waist
They say his creamy dishes look divine
Even when they refuse to take a taste.

I tell the chef to breathe in the sea air
And remember his wage is more than fair.

September 8, 2016

Copyright © Kim Bond | Year Posted 2016