Jump up and down like a jackrabbit
running through meadows
running from what?
Could it be heartbreak,
a venemous snake that hides in the grass,
hiding with fangs ready to pierce the tender skin
upon the tight, bronze flesh of everyday life?
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye now!
I need a vacation a long way away from the faceless smiles
and ignorance of young girls, who don't look at you,
who don't show you love and respect.
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye now,
as jumping spiders hop everywhere, crawling eight legs around me
my soul black like carcoal, but my heart still beating
slower this time, not like the days before
and like the jackrabbit running from anything and everything,
I run to seek love and vanish away from the empty voids
that people call, their souls.
Recording a film with no tape,
talking to a woman you love, but not having the guts to tell her how you really feel
Jump my boy, like a jackrabbit, take my advice
tell her before she leaves
turns down the endless avenues of endless dark love
the trees grow taller, taller than you
and you sit there feeling away yourself die, missing out in life.
I cannot see you lose your love.
Say it, say it, Say it!!! Tell her! Tell her! Build the guts up!
Build up the courage, tell her how you feel. Take her by the hand and never say goodbye! Never say goodnight, stay with her till the flight comes in the morning
of the first rays of sun shine through your dorm room take her and love her!
Do not be like me, the jackrabbit! I see no happiness
Reading poetry it makes me sad,
to write of others falling in love and I never finding the one.
People tell me, you'll find yours, have hope
but I am a frightened little jackrabbit
who flees from sounds of deep emotions, not having courage to fall in love,
not building the guts up to tell her how I really feel.
She walks alone, I find my oppertunity and sing my love song
She smiles and moves on,
please tell me I cannot fight anymore.
All I have to say is Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye
I need a vacation
to go to some sandy beach on an island of love
and write and write and write, the same poetry that depresses me
but makes you all fall in love with words!
Fiction about love stories, please kiss me
Blue eyed death comes, plays a game of chess with me
I bet twenty, he bets my soul
Kiss me death, the only love I'll ever get,
besides my poet friends who kiss my ass
Listen to my heart, truely, I don't write of beauty
I write for the sorrow soul, the fleeing jackrabbit
running away from love.....
Copyright © Chris Boskovski | Year Posted 2013
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
When I consult my pillow each night
The question is how to solve this planet’s plight
I’ve narrowed it down to a fork in the road
Take the left, utter destruction full overload
Take the right, prepare to take drastic action
Need to reduce the populace to a mere fraction
The left will allow us to proceed to the end
With little or no resources left to spend
The right will require rigid limitation
Of the worlds ever burgeoning population
We’ve poisoned the rivers and smallest rill
Contaminated the soil with chemical spill
Made places unliveable with hazardous waste
Treated the water altering its color and taste
We dump raw sewage into the ocean
To the struggling marine life a fatal potion
Mismanaged ventures exploring the flora
Has brought us viruses, hiv and ebola
We cut down the rainforest in the amazon
In a hundred years it will all be gone
Populations will continue to rise
So will sea level no great surprise
Two feet of ocean rise will surely displace
A billion members of the human race
It’s a given fact that we cant deny
Each human displaced will cause two to die
There will be chaos and hungering strife
Millions slaughtered seeking a new life
There is a trend easy to recognize
Fauna is disappearing according to size
Dinosaurs were the first then pachyderms
Elephants, lions, tigers and giant earthworms
It should be easy to draw the line
Can the homo sapiens be far behind
Did I mention that every year
Inches of topsoil disappear
The world will face incredible need
Shrinking crops yet more mouths to feed
There is only one way mankind survives
Reduce the populations by billions of lives
Eventually governments will put niceties aside
Conducting programs including mass genocide
Nations will conspire in covert compliance
Eliminating each other in open defiance
No need to employ weapons of mass destruction
Dispatched germs and viruses will do the reduction
Privileged groups will have access to vaccines
The rest will vanish in unending streams
While the thinning is in its many stages
We’ll call this time “the new dark ages”
Copyright © John Arribas | Year Posted 2016
In the city late at night,
Just me, my music, and my gun.
A light drizzle through the haze,
Orange light posts shine along the street,
Illuminating millions of droplets in the halos.
Hard cruel and dangerous
But beautiful too.
I walk the city late at night,
Just me, my music, and my gun.
Copyright © Dean Marais | Year Posted 2015
The clouds are dark
The clouds are heavy
Heavy clouds bring hope
Heavy hope for rain
Rain to refresh the scorched land
Rain scorched land is bereft of water
Water to quench its thirst
Water for thirsty plants and trees
Trees reduced to bones
Trees that look so skeletony
Skeletony enough for us to afear
Skeletony as they have been boned with drought
Drought to wipe away all that was born to flourish
Drought rid land where not a thing lives without rain
Rain I do wish to ask you a question
Rain bewildered question me why wait
Wait not too long to be flooded
Wait not for my startling answers
Answers I said will resolve my queries
Answers to questions that have been tormenting me
Me the sinner remains petrified
Me wary that you have for us no care
Care that is wanting in life
Care without which life has become corrupt
Corrupt because the world has become selfish
Corrupt is the very soul of all humans
Humans within and beastly without
Humans sans love and warmth
Warmth amiss to keep the households together
Warmth necessary to keep devastations away
Away from the evil eye
Away from what the eye can envision
Envision what the eye cannot see
Envision how difficult to keep any danger away
Away from man's heart and soul
Away from soul which is our healer
Healer of sorrows
Healer that can be turned
Turned into fragment
Turned and spurned as worthless
Worthless because they come in parts
Worthless parts lack any great strength
Strength frightens inert cowards
Strength overtly will continue abode
Abode on this kingdom
Abode that often remains in thirst
Thirst because there is no rain
Thirst be quenched Man you yourself have answered
September 3, 2015
Copyright © Balveen Cheema | Year Posted 2015
They are enjoying whilst living high on the hog
in the rain of black money, silvers and gold coins.
Oh! Poor souls, don't you all know that
after death -
the rain of black money will
convert into the rain of fire.
Moral - Be honest in Christ.
- Augustus Black
Date - 7th June 2016
Copyright © Augustus Black | Year Posted 2016
Sleeping as I awake
Falling as I climb
Dreaming in my present state
The future is left behind.
If death is a sweet release
And life is all a lie
Why do we all sit in shock
As the whole world dies.
I cannot accept this prize
The finish line I haven’t crossed
Laughing at those before me
Oh how bad they’ve lost.
I do not care to speak
My words so eloquently betray
All that I love and seek
Is rotting in decay.
I am only one girl
Yet my army rises high
Fall and pray to a deaf god
As you choke and cry.
Copyright © mary youkhana | Year Posted 2013
I do not know?
A scarlet beast.
A scarlet beast is hunting me, as I run through the shadows.
It will not cease its pursuit of me;
I wish for peace in dandelion meadows.
But night has fallen, the beast is unleashed!
The panic awoken; the light I seek.
In rain-dropped puddles, I plant my feet;
In rain-dropped puddles, I hear the beast.
Still I run and still the beast runs.
I only see darkness, when I am crying out for a sun.
Like the barrel of a gun, I am trapped in this tunnel;
At the end is my death, the bullet brings my funeral.
Above and beyond! I am shot through the clouds;
I fall and I land safe in angel arms, peace has taken over me now.
Safe in this haven, secure this place is the cure;
For my fear evaporates into a memory.
I was ripped apart and torn from the world;
My body may be in ruins, but my soul is concrete.
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Copyright © Aa Harvey | Year Posted 2016