Home » Poems » Best » Shikahone Ikakuse » Best Shikahone Ikakuse Poems

Best Poems Written by Shikahone Ikakuse

Below are the all-time best Shikahone Ikakuse poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

Details | Shikahone Ikakuse Poem

Giraffes

Great are the savannahs
It's amazing to see them
Right where you always roam
Always in search of food
From the treetops you look down
Far and wide is your sight
Every step you take is tall
So much taller than I

Details | Shikahone Ikakuse Poem

Murder In June

Fangs, bloody and red
Tires, barren of tread
Fire, rising above
Heart, devoid of love
Skies, cloudy and grey
Price, too high to pay
Time, now has run out
Mind, filled now with doubt
Eyes, blinded by drinking
Brain, no longer thinking
Blood, staining the ground
Noise, then not a sound
Life, taken too soon
Warmth, gone now in June
Dead, left on the road
Man, a life taken now owed

Details | Shikahone Ikakuse Poem

A Boy In the Wood

Day has turned to night
Ominous darkness now looms
Shadows fill this wood

Trees creep and follow
Eyes shift about within them
Focused on the five

The five are in camp
Seated around a fire
All are quiet now

Morning has broken just
All seems peaceful for a time
This is not to last

The men sneak around
Hoping to catch them off guard
And spot one alone

A boy is taken then
His cries are silenced by men
Not a soul hears him

A cry is then heard
Then silence creeps into play
All is then made still

Naught but wind remains
Whispering through the forest
Only trees hear it

Night time falls once more
All creatures now cease to stirr
Stillness fills the wood

Details | Shikahone Ikakuse Poem

The Circus

Did you even know
About the brand new show
Just the other day
I saw and didn't stray

Could you even go
To the new Circus show
Did you want to stay
And watch the tigers play

Isn't it so fun
To watch until it's done
To listen to the sounds
To hear the crowd's resounds

Look now there's the one
The master of the fun
He's calling the shots
And making fun for tots

And now here's the clowns
Laughing will be the sounds
From all of their jokes
In both young and old folks

All good things must end
But they'll be back again
So look all around
When their show's back in town

Details | Shikahone Ikakuse Poem

Defining Words

The word Abstinence is an abortion waiting to happen.
The word Prudence is a psychopath waiting to kill.
The word Temperance is an abusive husband waiting to strike.
The word Justice is a murderer waiting to be proven not guilty.
The word Courage is a rape victim waiting out of fear for saying anything.
The word Faith is an Atheist waiting to be born.
The word Hope is a cancer victim waiting for their nonexistent transplant.
The word Charity is a hungry child waiting for the food that will never come.
The word Smile is child waiting at the end of a noose.
The word Clarity is a crazed lunatic waiting for a nonexistent cure.
The word Sanity is the mind waiting to shatter.

There are many words in this world that have meanings that have been altered.
But they don’t always have to be that way.

The word Love is a root and a thorn by which a rose comes to blossom.
The word Give is an abandoned child receiving a new family.
The word Life is a sick child being given the medicine needed to survive.
The word Happiness is a mother giving birth to their first child.
The word Kindness is a stranger giving a homeless man some bread.
The word Goodness is a person giving their body to be an organ donor.
The word Strength is a person with one leg becoming a martial arts champion.
The word Determination is a paraplegic getting a gold metal in the Olympics.
The word Perseverance is a person with one arm winning a gymnastics competition.

There are many words in the world and so many of them are black
But if we remain strong and live life we can find all of the ones that are white.

Details | Shikahone Ikakuse Poem

When I Was Young

Tell me a story
Do you remember the one
From my childhood

Do you remember
How the story went back then
I can remind you

It felt like a dream
Whenever you would tell me
Of when I was young

How, always, I played
I was such a happy child
Always full of joy

How you loved the times
When we would chase each other
When I was a child

Every now and then
I would fall and hurt myself
You were always there

You comforted me
And you always held me close
It was wonderful

How I miss those days
When I could be in the sun
And see your face shine

But now I am old
Bed-ridden and so frail
I can't go outside

I am not a child
But I can still remember
The stories you tell

Of the times of yore
Of the happiest child
Back when I was young

Details | Shikahone Ikakuse Poem

Apologize

An apology is a letter we write with our hearts to those that we know we’ve wronged so that we will be able to make the situation a little less hurtful than it was when it started.  They don’t always work, but those that do have a tenancy to make us a bit better, although the emotion still remains even after. 

And, when it doesn’t work, we continue to sit by and let the emotions fester and boil into a soup of metabolic fuel called anger. We let is metastasize within us, staying there and whispering little things into our ears, and becoming the thing we call a grudge. And when we finally do see the light, we either had enough confidence and morality to even bother to forgive, or we were the same cowards that walk away every time there’s a scrape or a fight instead of standing up for themselves as they should.

We can’t always control what goes up or down in the roller coaster we’re forced to ride on a daily basis.  But what we can do is forgive.  We can’t always forget when we should or remember what we must when we need to, but the least we can do is forgive.  Because sometimes forgiveness has less to do with the pain of the heart and more to do with the pain of the mind.

Details | Shikahone Ikakuse Poem

For the Love of Space

Do you ever wonder what it's like on the moon?
Or look up to the stars and see that big spoon?
Do you ever wonder what it's like in space?
Or ever think of the sky as one big face?
Does your mind wander to the corners of time?
Or float along in space on the winds of a rhyme?

Do you float around the milky way and such?
Or desire the edges of the universe to touch?
Do you ever wish to visit Jupiter and Mars?
Or float through the galaxy on the wings of flying cars?
What wonders do you see when you imagine these things?
Or when you travel through Saturn's many rings?

Do you ever wonder what the sky and wind are saying?
Or what sorts of games the stars and moon are playing?
Do you ever wish you could explore ever corner?
Or visit the very egdes of our universe's border?
Is all the universe as splendid as can be?
Or is it missing that one piece you can't see?

Details | Shikahone Ikakuse Poem

Whales

What are the ocean like?
How do you traverse them?
Are they as vast as we imagine?
Long and deep are your travels
Everything you do is massive
Sometimes I even long to join you

Details | Shikahone Ikakuse Poem

The Storm

War is like the wind
Smooth and gentle as gin
But cursed to be a blast
And to blow away our past

Guns are like thunder
Tearing the skies asunder
Ringing in our ears
And driving us to tears

Knives are like lightening
Shocking and always driving
Signalling the constant dripping
With the tearing and the ripping

Lives are like the skies
Changing with truth and lies
Never are they the same
But always, there is rain