Could I not see such ugly drawn out choices.
Hollow I feel such nothing for people it is fear that feeds me.
Alone in this forsaken world with nothing to accept.
Order is such pain that it is nothing but chains.
Souls that bare nothing but lost cause to confusion is such utter mistakes.
Copyright © Reynaldo Mast | Year Posted 2013
Today’s the day.
Our training is to be put on display.
Upon each is a test of the heart.
Guts to do it all from the start.
Here we go over the first wall, sublime.
Men and Women at the line.
Utter the words “HOO RAH” in time.
Determined to finish the challenge ahead.
Defined by how they react to others in dread.
Each of us who finish the course and stand.
Reach a new respect for those who sport the orange headband.
Copyright © Adam Hapworth | Year Posted 2013
P aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful race,
N othing to hope for, no positives like promotion in the workplace,
I nability to love, relationships lift anchor and set sail without chase,
C hildren crushing dreams under mortgages; age grows with disgrace
Copyright © Dan Keir | Year Posted 2013
I'm not the greatest of all-times, but when I'm done,
I'll be an all time great in this lifetime of mine
Like the late great who came before my time
I will breed a new lifeline, that will breathe life like march of dimes
My story lines, will bring truth life; like troops who fight
Overseas, for rights of those who believe that death is life
Now that ain't right!
As the rich is getting richer, eating fillet me-non, while we barely feeding our appetite
Night after night
Survival has waged a war that gave us no choice but to battle and fight
Although, we'll be all right
They say we a dying breed, but that ain't right
Instead we're the light to a lying greed
That will enlighten life to a brand new seed
A man of God indeed
Freed from the Son that bleeds
Like the summer breeze
He's the sum that equals the amount of air I breathe
The air that please
A satisfaction like the birds and the bees
My word's words are the keys
That will fornicate with the mind and give birth to a seed
A seed of social change, that'll change our social economy
So shall our comradery
That will bring comfort to a struggling society
A synonym...similar to a civilization seeking for unity
Unifying the physics of theory
That seeks to explain the synopsis of a dying philosophy
Similar to the Cosby
X-cept my scrip-tic will speak more about our reality
Like life's calamity
And everything else in life that's destroying us systematically
However, I've discovered a system
That can mathematically destroy ignorancy
And turn our state of mind intellectually
I elect that He (God) selects me to be
And be that man who may lead this community
So that they (My Peoples) may commute with me
En-route to a destination, destine towards our destiny
Like we were destine to be
We were meant to be "Great" like the late great that came before we.
Because we are...
The reflection where perfection gave birth to the definition of greatness
Where great means Competent, Skilled, Well Informed, and Tremendous
Our potentials are endless
And only we not even the enemy can put an end to this
So it's time we put a stop to this
The biggest enemy of self
And that's envy and jelousness
Cause after this is Heaven or Hell and that's all there is
A promised made sealed with a kiss
Is the next best thing since "In the beginning"
In the first chapter of the first verse in Genesis!
Copyright © Ajalon Michael Zarate | Year Posted 2013
Fear of Terrorism
T raumatized tortured tumultuous feelings of trepidation
E ncapsulating effervescing emotions everywhere eventually
R esponding rapidly to ruthless and relentless repetition of
R evelations of revolutionaries remorseless rapaciousness
O bstreperously obliterating outrageously the innocent
R etributions replicate as ramifications remonstrate
I nsurrection insidiously intensifies as ideologies immortalize
S trategically surreptitiously suffocating silently sons sanity
M ankind muses meticulously as methodologies morph into misery
John Derek Hamilton
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2016
L-ightening flashed and lit the sky
I-ndeed it was a storm nearby
G-usts of wind and sounds of thunder
H-igh in the clouds and way down under
T-rees and houses shaking with fear
N-ot a person had a minute to spare
I-t was never so scary at night
N-ever ever was the sky so bright
G-rannies and children all cuddled up tight.
Copyright © Maryam Jameela Haniff | Year Posted 2011
W ind turns in circles violently
I nto the shelter we run
N o one speaks, all pray silently
D on't you wish to see the sun?
John Derek Hamilton
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2015
B arbarians and intellectuals promote winds of change
O nly the blameless ones will be left over, to turn the page
X enophobia will be gone, good riddance to evil pride
O bvious to news watchers, violence is taking control
F orecasts of gloom, become a weariness to the soul
C hange is coming, but, in the end, life will be better
H olocaust shadows predicting even stormier weather
O xy morons prefer brutal cruelty to human kindness
C ataclysmic shifting of world economies tectonic plates
O pulence and greed spitting into poor poverty's face
L ashing out vociferously against any one who is different
A pathy and willful blindness is the trendy new religion
T ime is running out for all who promote hate and fear
E veryone is equal, in God's eyes, even he sheds a tear
S oon, very soon gale winds of change are going to blow
Will we all survive? Only God knows!
Summer solstice contest
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2015
L ife without you is not the same
O ut in the dark alone
S till hear the echo of your name
T aunted by the unknown
L ost without your loving touch
O nly you can give to me
V oid now, I miss you so much
E veryone can see
Copyright © Tirzah Conway | Year Posted 2012
Whispering heartache unfolds in torture
Incisions decorate the outside of you
See the river of lost hope unfold in a pond of red
How many will know you are dead
Copyright © Rebecca Larkin | Year Posted 2012
P andemic parasites of man have spread
A bandoned Angels the skies have shed
N ecromantic necrophiliacs playing with the dead
D emonic desires of witches and warlocks wed
E vil runs rapid in the wasteland of deception
M onuments crumble for the demons reception
O ppression overtakes the mild and the weak
N octurnal neverland of death does reek
I mmense immorals within the blink of an eye
U ltimate destruction till death do us die
M other of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death.
Pandemonium-Acrostic - Poetry Contest
By John Hamilton
Copyright © Winged Warrior | Year Posted 2016
Justice must see day in all situations
Universe is calling to those with ears
Society must listen and understand
Too many times, much is said no one hearing
Invisible attention in action
Creating and promoting hypocrisy
Enough is Enough, Justice must Reign!
Copyright © Justice Chikandamina | Year Posted 2011
I live a life in a place where alcohol violence reigns supreme/
over a dying culture split in se7en groups of se7enty times se7en of rival teams/
I hear my brothers hollers I hear my sisters screams/
I see people live among broken glass like that of many broken dreams/
I sometimes wish I could not see what my two eyes sometimes see/
I cant act blind as if it were just a brush off my sleeve/
The more I lose in life the more it seems the less I need/
I try and overcome my own selfish greed/
I got a child on the way I now look at what kind of role model I'd be/
I was was incarcerated so I must not take for granted for the simple fact that Im free/
But it hard with tattoos on my face in place where tattoos like mine seem a disgrace/
Lord watch over me as I take last place in this life game race/
It not a matter of being first second or third Lord cuz all I need iz your grace/
help me to better walk off this destructive road and slow my pace/
Just take me now if Im done with your purpose if thats the case/
Because I dont want to live like I got to look over my shoulder right around the corner....
Copyright © Travis Lone Hill | Year Posted 2012
Most of the time, I ‘m coward,
You may ask my mom or my dad.
Let God guides you and in Him, put your trust,
Over all your troubles and doubts.
Sing praises to Him to pacify yourself and relax,
Those are all things they give me as pieces of advice.
For He is always there and He never forsake,
Everyday be strong and hold on to your faith;
And they added: be a good person always,
Rest assured that He will take all your fears away.
Copyright © Galeo DS | Year Posted 2012
Restricted access keeps us locked up inside where we cannot ever escape
Everywhere we go, white picket fences turn into iron bars and barbed wire
Safe places do not exist anymore
Even the place that we call home has become a barren jail cell of its own
Rising sun now symbolizes another day of pain and sorrow and regret
Vacant fields with no crops are only the first sign of a dying culture
A lie has been built upon the idea of a perfect and happy society
They push us all away, expecting us to live in sanctuary and hold onto our customs
"In God We Trust" they say....
Only where is God in all of this suffering?
Copyright © Tatianna Leachet | Year Posted 2016
Shades stored away
Room painted as clay
Tarot left unread
Ink spills on pencils
Got rid of nickels
American heroes return
New medals are given
End their hurdles again
With a handful of kindness and generosity
Year after year they fought the enemy
Enraged mothers wail with pain
America still mourns
Rampage of innocents
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2012
Meet me at the end
Inside the fire we'll begin
See what you've done to these men
Even Ive had enough of this
Realize that you have sinned
You will burn in your insolence
Copyright © Charles Jefferson | Year Posted 2012
Understanding myself, and towards developing introvertedly
The parameters of today, yet most lay dormant inside of me
Questioning the how, as in such, the extended inner faculty
Fractured as then, it's an opposing end, and loosing my identity
All oppositions are viewed, and the educators of our society
Words of old, grown as told, revised, as such, repeatedly
Inertially we become, a society conformed to one,
Rendering it's loss, within our self Individuality
In laymen terms, listen to this
The quotation based, upon our society's wish
First you gotta make the money
Then you can get the power.
When you Get the power, then, you get the respect
When you Get the respect... then, you get the woman...
Ever wonder why it's all such?
Desiring material wealth as much
And finally it's all for what?
The Desired woman's touch?
Take a moment, and lend an ear
For I got my own, it's the quote I share
First, you admit that you don't know
Then you go, and achieve your knowledge
Got the knowledge? now you can get the power
Got the power? well then, you can take the universe
And now, You've Got the universe...
you're A friggin god...
And As for Women?
Women worship the Gods!
When tackling any issue, you've gotta start at it's root within its Right
And even before this, a basis of our own viewed measurable sight
Not loosing ourselves, held confined, outside it's contented light
Knowing simply where, founded, within our roots embedded rights
Upon the foundation that's embodying our root
Here lies all thoughts, weaved within, the fabric of our truth
What is this, within ourselves, and what is the reality within our wish?
Truth... it's a singularity, it's a union of the all and the oneness,
Truth... it's universally simplistic, and it would always exist...
The everything, the all, and it's consistency of nothing, as it is this...
The oxymoron as it represents, it's eventuality as would relinquish
Truth lies within our knowledge, yet it's a call that we constantly miss
Knowledge is awareness, sadness, sorrow and also in the subtle bliss
Knowledge is found in love, in friendships, and even in a simple kiss
Gaining knowledge, is first admitting that, we don't know any of this
Then we truly grow and harmonize, within our lives, and its meandering twists
For in the darkest of nights, the wise men, they turn towards the stars in sight
The recognition of ones self, our inner star, the introverted truth, of who we are
Awareness of our individualism
Understanding within yourself and it's prism
Awareness of outside environment and it what we do
Knowing what is around, and how it can affect others, as well as affecting you
All in achieving our desires, an accomplishment of a single wish...
The Fulfillment, our soul and all the things like this
The first step is gaining knowledge
And so we would grow
So, as In the quotation of, GI Joe:
...And now you know...
But Knowing, it's only half the battle...
The soldier's motto?
If I recalled correctly, I'm sure it is, admittedly so...
Words of wisdom, oddly, within depths would say
Reaching out, introvertly, and towards your way
Introversion within, and also against the Outer
As for all the questions, within a single answer
Understanding truth and their questions after
Knowledge would help us to grow and avoid disaster
In the darkess corner, and within our chatter
The smallest of light would always render
The guides of our life path, the now and the after
For All that is... it's within all that was...
As for all that was... it's within, all that is...
The simplicity of life, the religion of love, and how do we truly give...
The Altruism held within our heart, altruistically, the all, required,
To truly live...
To understand, to grasp, to know, as within the quote would show
The Voice, mind, the eye, and the ear
And within all that we know, and share
These are what lights the lamps of life, love, and care
As a union and the foundation, and of all together, within the now, and here
The power within life and equally within the opposed
The redundant repetition of that supposed
As The Oxymoron, in it's equanimity and thus exposed...
Life is the power that burns and is the sun that gives light
Life is the rain and the thunder in the sky, the wind and our strength and sight
What is matter, and the earth,
what is death, and what is birth
what beyond , it is an eternity,
And all the lifetimes lived, upon this earth, after death and birth, fulfilling our destiny....
Copyright © SUNIL seebalack | Year Posted 2017
Day floods in, adding to the whirlpool churning inside,
Rousing the once-tamed panic into unstoppable flames
Etching out the looming fate that awaits you on the breakfast table of doom
Aching to turn back the time to before this started or to after the torture is done, down you go on the steps of fate
Dumping the cereal, milk sloshing in, the towering shadow of death falls on your chair with enemies watching eagerly side by side.
Copyright © Sarah P. | Year Posted 2015
There it glows illuminating night,
Harkening to frightening sounds,
Enlightening her crevices,
Molding images of real fright;
Yakking all witches delight...
Suspending bats from trees,
Topping their heads with fleas:
Ironic play to increase their pranks!
Contained the mystical moon waits,
Arming herself with blinding gleams,
Launching them to break up their feats
Louder than the wolves wild groans!
Above winds anticipate a storm,
No star likes rainy clouds over them;
Enamored are the soft eyes of dreamers...
Totally lured by those celestial tones!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2016
Feeling like I'm all alone
Everyday worse then the last
Anybody going to save me?
Real life is a nightmare
Very little matters
Everyone is gone
Ready to leave
You wont care
Why isn't anyone
Here to stop me
Even though the end is close
Ready is one thing I'm not
End... Such a sweet thing
Copyright © RAQUEL p | Year Posted 2011
On a stormy night I awoke from a dream
to find that I wasn't there ,
was I awake or still in my dream
or should I even care !
My thoughts were all gone for something was wrong
for my room was upside down ,
patterns of chaos infected my mind
without making a sound .
A hot hellish breeze blew through my house
as devils danced in my head ,
For something wicked came this way
could it be under my bed ?
As sunlight poured into my room
I knew that I was alright ,
or could it be that my mind was gone
taken during the night !
Copyright © Larry Hays | Year Posted 2013
A long time ago we were plagued with tyranny.
Freedom was their quest, ancestors won it morally.
Real freedom comes with hard work and tenacity.
Everyone wants a free ride, as is happening currently.
Each, of us is becoming an insincere, minority.
Delivering, into their hands, all the precious authority,
Our lives have become, what our ancestors, fled in posterity.
Many liberties and independence, is being taken by piracy.
Causing, loss of stability to our way of life and past warranty,
Rebellion is not needed yet, though it may become an irony.
Yes, we are allowing our choice, to be forced into conformity.
Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2012
P eace denied for profit and idealism
A dmiration for false leaders
N eighbourhoods run by gangs
D evotion manipulated to be misunderstood
E nlightenment set on fire
M ovements become violent
O pportunity means take
N ormal is never enough
I nsight means you started it
U nite is a riot
M ajority fifty plus one could be expensive
Copyright © Ronald Kent | Year Posted 2016
Frantically I scanned the thronging crowds,
Raging in my heart, blood pounded on my eardrums,
‘Is this my purgatory for some crime unknown in a past life?’, I wondered!
Growing dread cutting cold talons into my mind,
How could I let go of your tiny little hand baby?
Tears well up in my eyes, I cannot think clearly.
Empty womb convulsing painfully as I recall your birth,
No coherent words to describe how I felt.
Emerging from the nearby shop, your hands full of candy, I see you,
Drugged by relief, I clutch you to my bosom, never want to taste this fear again!
31st October 2015
For Poetry contest Dancing with Description
Sponsor: Casarah Nance
Copyright © Ajitha Sharma | Year Posted 2015
< >He roams the streets,day and night
he shows no respect to senior citizens
he bullies woman and children
he swears to anyone over everything
disrespect is his middle name
he is a monster
he finds joy in terror he plants in people
screams of woman and children
their fear completes his whole being
he has no emotions.he has no fear
he destroys everything he comes in contact with
he has no mother he has no creator
he has no shepherd
he fell like hail from hell,he rapes and kills
he humiliates then powerless for his pleasure
monster of the nation
he has love of weapons,knives and guns
he demands and never asks
he is a man of loose morals
he is the evil we all hate
as if he owns the world
he roams free in the streets of our nation
he lost track of yesterday and has no tomorrow
Copyright © odeline chigwedere | Year Posted 2012
Gruesome of appearance, the dungeon a fearful place
Rusty chains hanging down, iron maiden by the wall
It was a harsh stern place that spoke volumes of pain
Made worse by gloomy creepy shadows casting monsters
contest: Four Letter Words - An Acrostic Challenge
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2013
knife in hand…I chop
up chunks of meat
for my pet jaguar…he
fires me up with
painful passion – he
hands me one of his
9 lives with his
handy, giant paw . .
. I'm shocked - I
didn't expect this
at all . . . he
caught me before I
was gonna make an
embarrassing fall -
thank you, fuzzy
friend for helping
me stand tall and
Ahh! Look at his
talons…his claws rip
through human flesh
by the name of Spy
Jaggerswag, has a
desire to hunt down
anything that moves;
he even chews up
roaches when he sees
them, crawling about
on the forest floor
or on a forest tree
Giving Spy his meal
with boldness by
throwing it into his
big bowl, he runs
hungrily towards his
bowl and devours it
in seconds with one
bite literally – I
hesitate with sudden
fear…ooh…at least it
wasn’t a chunk of
me, right? He won’t
eat me up – I’m his
vicious and spiteful
at times - run with
your might - let me
race you to see who
wins - this will be
totally tight! We're
flight, despite our
lack of light, but
we're not succumbed
to fright, alright?
xD You're something
else - we sit on the
sparkling anew in a
is how I describe
wildness I must add!
His coat is as black
as midnight and his
eyes penetrate my
soul – green and
yellow with twisted,
and blazing angst
Ah yes, he has a
good side of him
nevertheless – he’s
as harmless as a
kitten and I massage
ebony fur with
and I have no fear
when he’s near my
side – he saves me
trouble and he’s not
a foe, but he’s a
though at first I
of him – he doesn’t
intimidate me, but
still catches me off
guard and I tease
him back…we do play
pretty rough no
doubt about that!
RAWRZ! He sneaks
right behind me,
scaring me out of my
wits – that silly,
gigantic cat! He’s
but he does have a
bit of spunk and
awesomeness in him!
I thank Spy for not
having me for his
feast – he’s burly,
brave and beast!
dedicated to my
buddy/big black cat
by the name of Spy.
He's one of my
favorite pets of all
time. No joke!
Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2014
Fear not for the time is now
Erected, stand and declare freedom
Arm yourself with axioms of humanism
Rationalizing the essence of being
Copyright © bulinya martins | Year Posted 2012
He saw me I saw him
We leaped for greatness
But we were earth bound
He surpasses my hopes
And shatters my dreams
I feel darkness in him which I bravely embrace
He’s my hope my shield my love
My undivided trust
I feel that I can reach bounds and mounts of greatness
So why do I still feel so empty
Copyright © Apolo Amai | Year Posted 2013