Band Together Poems | Examples

Lost And Alone Again

Slowly making its way from behind
The shadows of  the trees,
I see a ray of light, a beam of hope
To fulfil our needs.
The light of a blessing that was spoken so long ago
A light that had laid dormant all for all these years why
I do not know.
Locked in the hopes and dreams of all of us who can recall,
Remembering  those  who answered the call.
The call  to band together and to carry on,
Only sadly one day that  light was gone.
The idea, the belief, the reason long  gone.
That spark of light never seemed to come  back again,
And  we mourn for it as one mourns a long  lost friend. 
And now I wonder as I see this  tiny beam  of  hope work its way through 
The trees, 
Is this the one we have been waiting for
Is this the one who will lead?
Will he bring back the passion and the ideals we have kept deep within?
Or will we just continue to stumble 
Lost and alone again.

Peace And Freedom

With the Academy Awards now over the world must focus on the bad actors
With so many hot spots around the world, and so many threats out there we have to factor
We can no longer keep up with all the people who want to bring us harm
Our very way of life is in jeopardy, time to sound the alarm
Anger with us from so many fractions, what can we do to change this theme
We need to make this nightmare into a pleasant dream
To conquer evil all the law-abiding nations must band together 
We must end these countries' pursuit of terror
Fighting back with all our power and strength must be understood
They only want one thing and that is to eliminate us for good
If this sounds familiar you need to look no further than the world wars
Let's all stand up to all the bad actors worldwide
Peace and freedom throughout our nations, we must do all we can to keep it alive

Who Has My Ear?

In the depths of my soul a question appears
Whispering softly and echoed thru the years
"Who has my ear?" it asks, so sincere,
Who do I confide in, who do I trust to help steer?

In moments of doubt when paths become unclear
I seek guidance from those who lend a trusted ear
For wisdom and solace, for insight and grace,
I turn to the loyal ones to help me find my place

Please let me not forget as I rise and stand tall
I must listen and heed the call
It is too easy to think I'm above it all
Humility teaches me I am not immune to the fall

So, I ask myself with honesty and care
Who do I confide in, who is willing to share?
Navigating with me during so much noise and gust
l treasure loyalty and those who hold my trust

In moments of vulnerability strength is revealed
Bonds are fortified and wounds are healed
Let us band together and we will stand
Sharing burdens and dreams as we field life’s demands

Who has my ear? A question so profound
A reminder to cherish those around
In the tapestry of life, we share many common threads
Sharing the journey makes life easier to tread

The Mean Girls Club

I heard that there is a group called the mean girls club.
An elite group of poetesses that some like to snub.
A strong group of women who have each other’s backs,
and band together against petty and meaningless attacks.

There must be some jealousy from some not in our group,
as they continue to throw jabs and daggers in the blog soup.
We enjoy writing our poems as we express our rights,
while others continue to only see us in a negative light.

Let us know if you want to join our supportive club,
as we continue to ignore the negativity and rise above. 
I am a proud lifetime member of this mean girl’s group,
and will continue to defend my friends, that is the scoop!

Hunting

Feral Pigs
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Riff Raff

I’ve been a resident at ole Soup Creek for a while now,
For the most part, it’s a great town with folk from all over.
But through years, I've seen riff raft come here too,
I never cared too much about them; just ask Rover.

The fine citizens of this town will band together to drive,
out anyone who doesn't have our best interest at heart.
Each person plays a part in keeping the peace and harmony,
I knew that about this place right from the very start.

So if you aim to stir  seeds of discord, lies, and the like,
Please, Mr, Mam, Sir, or whatever name you go by.
Can you please do me a favor and take a hike,
Soup Creek doesn’t need rift raft like you goodbye.


In case you wondered about Rover, he’s my best friend,
A German Shephard who’ll be with me until the end.

05/25/2022
Alexis Y.

Happiness Is

HAPPINESS IS
 Coffee in the morning.
 Heeding the warning.

    HAPPINESS IS
  The kids next door.
  Wiping out an old Score.

     HAPPINESS IS
  Children when they Laugh.
  Looking at your better Half.

     HAPPINESS IS
  Ice cold coke Cola.
  A date with a girl named Lola.

       HAPPINESS IS
  A family that drives you Crazy.
  A co-worker that isn't Lazy.

    HAPPINESS IS
  Taking care of your Pet.
  Finding your favorite Cassette.

     HAPPINESS IS
  Coming home to Mom.
  Hanging with Auntie Tom.

     HAPPINESS IS
  Time with your Siblings.
   A new Beginning.

     HAPPINESS IS
  Winter and cool Weather.
  When we band Together.

     HAPPINESS IS
  A 3:00 A.M. Conversation.
  A stretch of the Imagination.

   HAPPINESS IS
  An inside Job.
  Not owing money to the Mob.

    HAPPINESS IS
  Homemade.
  Making the Grade.

   HAPPINESS IS
  Being kind.
  A state of Mind.

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Poetry Soup Is a Blessing

This Poetry Soup is a real blessing
Allowing me the chance to meet
So many wonderful people round the world
Making the circle complete

Never before has this ever been possible
Could lead to better understanding
Know this sounds like a grandiose idea
Can never tell where it's landing

Had to start somewhere, why not here
Promoting peace and harmony
With all the great minds residing here
Offering a peaceful philosophy

Do I sound out of touch, a bit off the wall
Oblivious to how the world works
Not at all I insist, if we all band together
Round the bend world harmony lurks

I know, I know, this man is a dreamer
Smoking up some funny weeds
Just leave me alone as I dream of Utopia
Never know where this all may lead

This Poetry Soup is a real blessing
Allowing me the chance to meet
So many wonderful people round the world
Making the circle complete

Lets Encourage and Inspire Women

I have met too many women who trade what they want 
To please a man
Either their father or their lover 
Sometimes their husband

I ask them “What do you want?”
They have no idea.
They had buried their dreams so deep 
They could no longer access them.

I have encouraged these women to try and remember.
I have driven these women to junior colleges.
I have waited for these women outside financial aid offices.
I have encouraged these women to retain their dreams.

There is nothing more delightful or insightful
Than a woman who is fulfilled and enthusiastic about life.
Than a woman who is shining her light for all of the world to see
Let’s band together and encourage and inspire and raise these women.

Human Tide

Army without the tools to kill
Move silently across the land.
Length and breadth, covered with ease
Not noticed, no one in command
Numbered in the tens of thousands.

Silently, their numbers dwindle
Replaced by others quite frequently
They band together unnoticed
Governments try to control with process
Moving targets hard to deal with.

Without them, the country would not survive
With them, the country struggles
They are moved to reservations
Names are changed to reflect these places.

The process repeats
Replaced by others straight away
Time is the real enemy
One, to sixty
One, to twenty-four
One, to seven.

One, to one hundred, maybe
On and on the cycle continues
Week by week
Year by year.

Special occasions celebrated
Where will it end?
Wait for name and number
Queue length, changes frequently
However, the army keeps getting stronger.

Judgement Day

Everyday when you get out of bed
There's a beckoning call that longs to be fed
It's plate's made of covetous and crisp bacon of shame
The cross-cut toast spread with crass a melancholy so lame
Berries and cream band together as a team
As the banana for your Kellogg's picture perfect for the frame
The oats and honey yet earthy, sweet and plenty
Conject ad hominems thought by them to be so cunning
Wash it down with cold milk undeserving guilt sets in
And the lies of the many become the life you live in....

Another Angel Taken

Our lives shook the day we heard.
The scars left in your wake.
Forever in our hearts remain
The love they'll never take.

It's nothing you were proud of
Stripping layers from your life.
And the pain it caused so many.
Hurting deeper than a knife.

It wasn't your intention
To have shattered those you Love.
And we're left to pick the pieces
As you look down from above.

It's time to share this story
So perhaps it may assist.
In preventing yet another
To be added to that list.

The sound of your laughter
Masking pain so deep within.
The carnage that was left behind
From this drug called heroin.

Your smile was so infectious
Forever engraved upon my soul.
No blame be set upon you
May your spirit become whole.

In God's light may you find comfort
And your spirit be set free.
No more pain stand in your shadow
May the world wake up and see.

For this affects so many
And it shows us no regard.
So please take away the stigma
Of this matter oh so hard.

We all must band together
In loving empathy.
And heal this world around us
In restoring harmony.

175,000 Corona Ghosts

175,000 Corona Ghosts

The corona ghosts get together
The 175, 000 band together 
And vow to haunt the living

As the voice of the dead
Need to be heard 
In the halls of power

They march to the WH
Surrounding the people’s house
And the Senate and the Capitol


Chanting 
We are the voices 
of the dead

The Corona ghosts
And  our voices 
Will not be silenced

We will be heard
And we will overcome

If you don’t need our warning
You too will join us
In Corona hell

The ghosts camp out everywhere
Thousands of them
Fill every corner of the city

Silently starting
The faces and voices 
Of the dead

Shaming the leaders
Who still refuse 
To do anything

To stem the tide
As General Corona
Continues his rampage

When will this all end

This death
This preventable death
Of the corona damned

Stardust Sprinkle Falls

As stardust sprinkle falls 
Across my eyes causing
Me to get very sleepy
While I slept
I had dreams of sugar plums
Dancing in the air
I watched and giggled 
With excitement, like a child
My dreams are
Like a story in a book
Next, I had visions of Santa
Stuck inside a chimney with
Christmas gifts in his hands
While, the reindeers band together
To free him
I saw m&m’s candy
Break dancing on the
Dance floor
Spinning upside down on
Their big round heads
Chocolate falls hard and
Cracks her shell 
Pieces of her were
All over the floor
Later, I was trapped
Inside of a giant bubble
It bursted, sending me
Sprawling to the floor
Which cause me to awaken 
Foolishly I looked around
Thinking it was real

What the Earth Says

I spoke to our atmosphere…
Asked it how things were going?
It’s not pleased with pollution
That man dumps in it daily.

Next, I spoke with our oceans…
They say plastic bottles and 
Old fishing gear and garbage
Will destroy all life in them.

Then I quizzed Earth’s molten core…
It said it wasn’t happy
With what man does to this earth…
Count volcanic eruptions.

They all tell me that it’s time
Mankind comes to his senses
Before they band together…
Pay polluters back in kind.

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