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My Ambition

Sitting in class bored out of my mind, If I give up, I'll be left behind. I just don't 'cause that goes to show, I have many amitious goals. Maybe one day I'll be the president, Or take care of unable residents. Maybe one day I'll open my own business, Or find the cure to a rare sickness. Who knows what I'll really be, But anyways, want some tea?

Copyright © Shaina Rodriguez | Year Posted 2015

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The best job

Your own successful biz,
that's what your best job is!

Volodymyr Knyr

Copyright © Volodymyr Knyr | Year Posted 2014

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They said I was chosen, one in a million Part of an elite few, the men among children Chosen to leave everything behind for education, Engineering students, the pride of the nation! Four years of hard work and determination, Came close to failure, arrears, termination; Dreams shattered, spirits broken, total annihilation; New goals, new beginnings, rose up, rejuvenation. Attended classes, learned stuff, ultimately forgot it Placement time we revised, made up stuff, they bought it Now we are placed and getting ready to face the world We overcame; we conquered; we are Engineers!

Copyright © Samuel John | Year Posted 2012

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On A Back Road Again

On A Back Road Again

Have been on a back road again
While I cannot remember when;
God created great girl for me
And sure was such a sight to see.

Soon back road reached its end
So this letter to her will send;
Remember guitar I once had,
Lost it one day and am so sad.

Reminds me of my love I lost
Around by her was being bossed;
She never wanted to be my wife
Went out and took her own life.

How I wish it never did occur;
It was I who God made for her,
And am now unhappy every day
Now that she has passed away.

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran

Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015

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What You Expect To Achieve For Today

~What You Expect To Achieve For Today~ (Couplet) What you expect to achieve for today It better be good and beneficial to you. Because what you decide for today, Determines what tomorrow will be for you. So start sowing very well and deep all your good seeds, And apply your knowledge carefully for all your needs. Don't waste your time crying for something that's already past, Get your priories well and straight because today doesn't last. Go and do something great with the rest of what's left of your life, And don't go looking for troubles and sorrows along this road full of strife. Watch carefully where your place down both your feet and where you stop, Be diligent of whom you give your heart and never make it with lies to the top. Because what you decide for today, Determines what the tomorrow will be for you. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2015 January,17,2015

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2015

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I Have Seen It All

Young man, I have seen it all
Yes, the days of old and new

I have watched it from far and near
From the break of dawn to sun set

Dripping in sweat and in blood
Drowning in tears and in grief

But you question my remote days
Term it backward and a dark era

You boast of yours being sophisticated
Digitally interconnected and free flowing

So true, but I'm still here
Much longer than you ever know

Look son, I am proud of my days
I had it rough and really tough

And it made me a strong world
Because I work with the heart to live

I took the long way to still be around today
Never an easy way my young man

I chose the days of trouble
So you can have peace in your time

But you blew it all away with your sophistication
Now your own world is crumbling upon you

Sadly, you end up at an early age
Because you chose the shortcuts to life

But I'm still here seeing you come and go
Painfully grieving your loss

Seeing you been buried is just too much to bear
But this is the world you created

You have a chance to turn it around
Learn the secret of this silver hair

Life is a sweet sorrow my dear boy
There is no easy way to live a life

Be contended for the little things
Work with a heart of love and with honesty

Pray for good health and not wealth
And let your church be your heart

Copyright © Baltimore C. Verdier | Year Posted 2016

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Wherever success, has always won.
Working hard, was always done.

Copyright © Maryam Jameela Haniff | Year Posted 2008

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Two become one,

Two become one

Blue and yellow combine to make the lovely colour green
It's neither blue nor yellow it's something distinctively in between

Can you say that green is not good because it's not blue?
Or, because it's not yellow it's really good for nothing too?

No, green is also beautiful it has it's rightful place too
being a wonderful blend between yellow and blue

When two become one, something new and distinct is created
One should not feel weak and useless or completely dominated

Two equal portions mixed together creates something new
as man and women blend together a marriage is created too

Like two colours blending together produces a new colour too
Two marriage mates when joined together become one not two

It's not like they lose themselves and their own unique personality
Each one contributes something special forming an original identity

Just like colours stay the same but change in the act of blending
Souls unite but something changes when it's qualities they're lending

One shares with the other their feelings and experiences in life too
Their lives they synchronize together with harmony they are infused

There is a mutual giving and receiving with a symbiotic benefit too 
A sympathetic relationship, a symmetrical orchestration of just two

To some , the idea of two becoming one, is miraculous it may seem
By not relinquishing their autonomy they will not realize their dreams

Compromise and loving consideration for the other person is the key
To open the door to a new oneness of spirit, that of marital harmony

John Derek Hamilton
May 21,2016

Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2016

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Sponsor:	                Dave Wood
Contest Name:   	Life is what YOU make it! 
Entry Date:              Thu, March 06, 2014
Motif:                        Life is what YOU make it!

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014

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A Rhymester's Couplet

The poetaster attempted to write a couplet with success
The results were more than embarrassing nonetheless.

Copyright © Ivo Cosentino | Year Posted 2014

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How Sweet It Is

No twelve-step indulgent spree for getting over you.
I dismissed you in a hurry, two steps I chose to do...

First, I man-handled my grief.  Spinning one-eighty degrees,
one short cry and I'm debriefed.  Mission accomplished with ease.

Next, I dealt with my revenge after all, I'm human too.
Hundred-to-one you’ll come unhinged when you see me with you know who.

Entering into peace, at last interesting peace I find
Ah, c'est la vie - tears are past;  you are a load off my mind.

Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2013

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Learning Country

My sister said, "Let's go dancing.""Not a chance." 
 "I don't know how. I don't know how to dance."

"They give beginner's lessons at The Yellow Rose.”
 "They'll have a live band to keep you on your toes." 

I gave in to her begging and gathered up my spunk.
Those at the Rose were probably already drunk.

So I said, "What the heck; how hard's it gonna be?
Those guys are too busy to watch the likes of me."

In most of my endeavors, it's always been my fate,
there's some hidden truth that I didn't anticipate.

Every song had a different dance, no two were the same.
I stood with eyes popping, thinking this was insane.

"What kind of style is this?" I muttered, watching the dancing.
They were clapping and yelling,, twirling and prancing;

with thumbs hooked in pockets and fancy boots on their feet,
they shuffled, hitched and swayed to a crazy country beat.

Not dancing with one another, they formed a perfect line,
  turning and bumping hips and stomping in double time.

They even did a Cha Cha,, a Charleston step or two,
Cheater's Waltz and Black Velvet, twining through.

Sister said, "Come on, let's go!" Well,  it's do or die,
maybe I'll flop, maybe not. I'll never know, unless I try.

I wound up teaching beginners at West Side Senior Center,
and at local "Silver Games," became a gold medal winner!

I performed with the gang at nearby nursing homes,
in matching western costumes and sequins in our combs.

Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014

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The heavy swell

A worm soon comes the heavy swell 
over a person who does well.

Volodymyr Knyr 

Copyright © Volodymyr Knyr | Year Posted 2014

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Why Behave

Why shave?
Why bathe?
Why behave?

Should a man let self-maintenance make him a slave?
If he bucks expectation, will all think him depraved?

Perhaps think about starting a hippie enclave…
Where the bathtubs are puddles and the streets are unpaved.

But no, I like smart phones and my microwave.
How else could I heat up the treats that I crave?

I think I’ll go down to Wendy’s… buy a burger from Dave.
Wait, who am I kidding? He’s dead in his grave.

I’ll just make something here, hit the porch and sunbathe
And think about the five or more bucks that I’ve saved,

And count all the gifts that our earth-mother gave.
My armpits still smell and my beard is unscathed.

Because why shave?
Why bathe?
Why behave?

Copyright © Mark Meeks | Year Posted 2016

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My Muse

My muse is smooth, with ivory complexion.
Her full, pouty lips point in my direction.
Her face is chiseled; no make-up required.
Her beauty's breathtaking, never expired.
She would look stunning draped in leather or lace.
She has a renown, youthful, "commercial" face.
She inspires me with her gaze of intrigue.
She displays no sign of boredom or fatigue.
She does not care about what others think.
She holds a nonchalant stance, won't flinch or blink.
She does not argue, nor carry on a fuss.
It's quite tranquil when it's just the two of us.
My sweet muse is not alive, nor is she dead.
She poses proudly as a mannequin head.

Copyright © Juliet Ligon | Year Posted 2014

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Sally version 4

Sally's stuffing eggrolls in the back room.
Filling them with beansprouts
in case they have a boom.

Hundreds of these eggrolls
piled high for later.

Boiled in an oil
for each and every crater.

Some will go behind the glass
warming in a pan;

shining in their dipping oil,
tempting for a span.

Placed upon a plate and shimmied
to the side;

up against some rice
that's deep and dark and fried.

Dipped into a plum sauce
sweeter than a sneer,

and spread out on your plate
as far as you can smear

Flavour by the mouthful
damp and moist and wet

Sally's making eggrolls
the best that I can get.

Copyright © Trevor McLeod | Year Posted 2013

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my unveiling

Help me lord to always study
I want to be revived when I feel weary
I know I have no excuse to be lazy
When I will be crying for mercy from the almighty

My glory shall be unveiled
Even if situations tends not to aid
I’ve only wasted time when I wailed
Now, I know my success is what has been made

In the beginning’ challenges may seem so strong
With my God in me, I won’t go wrong
I will always confess success with my tongue
Then, at the end I will sing a joyful song

Copyright © Timothy Abegunde | Year Posted 2012

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Found Success

Found Success

Who cares when we were right or wrong
So what should we call this neat new song?
How I had been so embarrassed in Paris
Or apart just how fat can this tare us.

Suggestions keep coming in here and there
So what should be done to further compare
Each poem that to you I recently provided
Could become belligerent when I confided.

Many times continued trying to pick a name
Suddenly to me a majestic answer came
With God we constantly need His consent
When we want someone to run for President.

With audacity went for ride down autobahn
And name Matthew, Mark, Luke and John
Repeatedly popped into my monstrous head
We all eventually die and then end up dead.

By God, I always have been gladly greeted
Who thanked me for how and way I treated
My spewing guitar and song in the making
Much practice and patience should be taking.

It was on God who I have relied and relied
When with comfort in heaven want to abide
As independent for President you must run
Forget about bad things other parties have done.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet

Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015

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Last June

Season of bliss; drops from afar pelt greens
Wearily grasses splashed and blushed in kins
Boring cold canopied the tired halls
Curtains of strained times peaked towering walls
This ageless path leads everywhere but home
Darkened lanes knitted its lenght in loose comb
Deeply watching roofs pecked in disarray
Through death holes, above vain pits, where dirts lay
At the circle of the beaded calabash-
Prime of the town; a lord hails with no match
His rod longs beyond radius of his sphere
His ways are perfect, to whom life is dear
Crowned lord of the soil, second to the gods
On stairs, where men stares, not step, his throne odds
Born in this month of clouds and thrills of rain
Skies of gloom enshrouds with chilled wails of pain
Evened feelings lacking densed parity
Still smile's kernel, shelters crude hope only
On nailed grounds, callus knees crawled back and forth
Boiling brooding blood blind with discomfort
And when june eloped with carved memories
Daring showers followed, that bode victories

Copyright © Ajani Ibrahim | Year Posted 2013

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1.Nothing profitable to life
than giving to poor.	
2.Praising is glory, if
given to poor.
3.Nothing last long than
the unique fame.
4.Achieving unending fame heaven
not praise saints.
5.Ruin and death rare
other than intellectuals.
6.Enter with determining fame
otherwise better disappear.
7.What use unfamiliar blaming
others instead repenting.
8.Not achieving unending fame
disgrace for mankind.
9.Land bearing unfamiliar people
diminishes its usefulness.
10.Life without defame, living
unfamiliar as unliving.
Dedicated to Thiruvalluvar(31B.C), the author in Tamil
Translated by S.Kandasamy, MUSIRI, TAMILNADU, INDIA
Published in poetrysoup.com on 13-12-13

Copyright © SELLAMUTHU S.KANDASAMY | Year Posted 2013

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Start that first step
Waltz your mind map

Then take one more
Open the door

Step by step dare
See how you fare

Go through the gate
Meet your fond fate

When fear blocks path
Frame courage tough

Forge each small win
Live faith unseen

Dare venture forth
For joy lives North

Through wit and pun
Zest wins the run

Make room for more
Success fills stores

Leon Enriquez
31 July 2015

Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2015

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Success Soon Will Start

Success Soon Will Start

Success soon will start being in site
After you stayed up day and night
Practicing on a favorite instrument
That to you by God has been sent.

Though at times I am always annoyed
When people responsibilities will avoid
Leave musical instrument in its case
Forget being first seat as well as place.

Why give up and be a mission aborter
What you should do is to reconnoiter  
And while at it have a change of heart
Gather up facts and over again start.

We just can't give up.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet

Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015

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Walk with laughter light
Sense wit make sure flight

Style a simple verse
Let true joy observe

See the picture form
Watch success seed norm

Pile the vision sure
Let mind see things pure

The word fruits from seed
Give fest a grand feed

Purge all sense of fear
Breed success right here

See and sense and know
Sure result now glow

Purge that silent dread
Live pictures well said

Pay for pretty mix
Image a fond fix

Path and play attend
The journey intent

Give thought strong feelings
Then tact brings healing

Picture in your mind
With dream come true finds

Picture strong feelings
Hurl bold happenings

Mind makes pictures form
As focus springs norms

Do make action fact
A clear pact you tact

Do make vision true
Word pictures now cue

Do your best to stay
Upon joy that pays

Wear a state of mind
Where cheer breeds sweet finds

Leon Enriquez
14 November 2014

Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2014

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Should I Say Who or Whom

Should I Say Who or Whom

An owl only went "who" which was wise
And would realize once you saw his eyes
He always had such a wonderful way
Of reading a poem he just wrote today.

God told him to always say who of course
And after having said hello to a horse
Her mane had lovely hair which was gray
But to read a poem she simply went nay.

Wise owl said horse don't be in a hurry;
With me, you will never have to worry;
Poem which I wrote have words that are two;
Even when he whispers, they are who-who.


Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2013

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Focus 1:
Yes, all I need is inside me – 
Truth that I heed now sets me free.

Focus 2:
Purpose I know is but my quest – 
To learn, to grow, to be my best.

Focus 3:
I heed the flow: learn to be free –
To help me grow, change works for me.

Focus 4:
Problems are keys to open doors – 
All I need be: seek what’s in store.

Focus 5:
My mind gives me the thoughts I think – 
Just what I see... pictures I link.

Focus 6:
Why do I fear when courage can
Make things more clear as faith sets trend.

Focus 7:
As I now delve, love in my heart 
For my own self creates love’s art.

Focus 8:
Life that I see mirrors my soul –
All else is me... linked to the whole.

Focus 9:
Life’s adventure needs my response – 
Dare I venture in life’s big pond?

Focus 10:
Pay attention! No matter how,
To each question: love answers now. 

Leon Enriquez
04 Apr 2014

(Notes: From an Original draft circa July 2004.)

Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2014

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A greedy Dick

A greedy Dick's seed
will hardly succeed. 

Volodymyr Knyr

Copyright © Volodymyr Knyr | Year Posted 2017

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A Forest Of Truths And Lies

If you don't believe in fantasy places,
Told by the world's people
Listen up and listen well,
For what I tell you now will change your thoughts.

I was in a forest,
Promised for Riches
Instead I find Hedges, tearing through my skin,
I realize I've been here, but then I grin
And I fight back the tears,
As I fight the years that go by
Just to find the same stairs again

I am still fighting and I am still sane,
The blood drains from my body
As everyone comes and goes,
I choose to close my Eyes

And to let it all fade....
Into a Forest Of Truths And Lies

Copyright © Kaya Vella | Year Posted 2017

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Camouflaged Opportunities

Chance, choice and circumstances can create, 
     new opportunities in life, to change our fate.
Some challenges camouflage opportunities ahead,
     give a thought, don't discarded them and shred.
Take different view of situations and think over,
     could be golden opportunity, may not return ever.
Spot and seize opportunities, they are success keys,
     don't let them wait, act fast, no time to sit at ease.
Sometimes hidden opportunities pretend like threats,
     they come and they go, missed ones leave regrets.
Life itself is an opportunity, to strive for the best,
     try to fulfill your dreams, with vigour and zest.

Nov 2, 2016.
Opportunities - Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron

Copyright © Meenakshi Raina | Year Posted 2016

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Jan 14,  2017• By daniel miltz •

Throughout the totality of life's mission
What truly is of important fru·i·tion

It's not what we have received
Instead, what we have conceived

It's not what we have bared
Instead, what we have shared

It's not what we have in ability
Instead, what we have in character reliability

In all of this and nothing less
That's when we discover the thing we call success

Copyright © Daniel Miltz | Year Posted 2017

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There is enough wealth within man's quarters
But little persuasion in the hearts of its holders
That their healthy accounts
With swelling amounts
Can fund good deeds
Answer to plights and dire needs
Rekindling faint hopes
And even broadening their scopes

There are enough arguments in reprise
To reinforce being wise rather than otherwise
Beautifying the toil of building
And cautioning of the ease of destroying
Building an ethic
And treasuring it as a relic
Taking our endowment with substance
As an immaculate building chance

Copyright © Kennedy Muitherero | Year Posted 2016