Best And Thoughts Poems
Deepest Memories and Thoughts
A little child
with big wet tears
An early love
a crushed heart
Feelings of utter loneliness
other people’s cruelty
Jagged-broken glass
a big toe bleeding profusely
Crying in the dark
as shadows close in
Childhood fight
a broken-bloody nose—the “Bully Boy” lost
A person’s deception foisted on others
fools are born—never give suckers an even break
A cousin in adolescence dies suddenly
his body—bloodless, inexpressive, stone-cold
Praying to God on this tragedy
His answer—Silence, Why?
Human Nature
expect the unexpected
Unexpected kindness
a stranger’s gift or a good deed
That First kiss
still blushing today
Your dreams
never lose sight of them
Long-dead parents and grandparents
always in my heart and my psyche
Life and Death
the finite boundaries of our mortal world
Eternity beckons to us all
have no fear—embrace it
On meeting God one day—
Oh, that’s who you are! mirabile visu!
My Wife, My Love, My Life
—an eternal blessing for sure!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
May 1, 2018 (Lyric)
pressure bust pipes
stress can burst a blood vessel
chilling is the remedy but life wont let you
young guys think your soft when you decide to wise up
old men looking like your not quite wise enough
I learned long ago that the hood life was not enough
all they want is something in their dutch or their cup
high and drunk while the hour hand is running laps
if you sleep your whole life you wake up to a dirt nap
the family structure is faulted
dads addicted, mom tricking while granny singing take me to the water
these little ones are crazy spraying shots indisriminate
they're the grandchildren of the crack epidemic
the 80s was crazy the 90s was grimey
and the past decade was more like an insane asylum
they follow fools by the flock, while righteous men get mocked
Lord I'm listening in case you tell me to go build an ark
when you hear the growl from the stomach,and feel the pain from the hunger
poverty and crime combine like lightning and thunder
hopelessnes and despair that can break a man quick
have him ready to break all 10 commandments
the youth are heat holding like wolves in sheeps clothing
and all he want is more of what he's smoking
in less than a heartbeat he'll stop your heart beat
then write a song to brag about it over a hot beat
the streets have a cruel set of rules and guidelines
he wanted to be a millionaire but lost his life lines
trust in the wrong one the outcome dissatrious
those fake friends will front in your face and back stabya
disloyalty in your circle can hurt you
plus your enemies are lurking to push the knife in further
where a simple robbery can easily become murder
because their young and their dumb and in love with the sound of a burner
This is a story of a farmer
Who became an informer…
Displacement of this farmer
Was heartless, by a round belly
Robbing a Skinny belly
In a rock steady
See for any story
The context is essential
Like motivation,
An emotional state
Is the presence of stimuli
A thought ……..
But in this instance
There was no resistance
And the diction
Was nonfiction
But a contradiction
Of intuition..
To take ride of humiliation
And bear the scars of crucifixion……………..
TO BE CONTINUED>>>
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I have filled my mind with dreams and thoughts
I have drawn conclusions that seem real.
What’s of value’s not by effort bought.
As Ted Hughes said, his fishing was the sport
Which brought both meditation and a meal.
I have studied minds and dreams and thoughts
We see ,like that, new images are caught.
In silence and in noticing the feel
What’s of value’s not by effort bought.
What we find may not be what we sought
At first ,it may not show its wise appeal
I have found my mind through dreams and thoughts
In the night the images take flight.
God’s lioness destroys what is congealed
What’s of value’s not by effort wrought.
Like a butterfly, a flowering dart
Of love and beauty which was once concealed
I have found my mind by dreams, my wordless thoughts.
What’s of value’s not by effort bought.
within the shadows of dusk
the sky bleeds itself dry
like the blood of my muse
in inkless stages of darkness
whispers fall through summer's trees
in breathless little sighs
muffled beneath the hover
of hummingbird's wings
as they suckle nectar nearby
i am lost somewhere
in their distant chatter
and thunderous roars
rumbling the hillside
as clouds loom above
swirling like thoughts
in the depths of mind
only to be lost again
as momentary rains
spiral downward
then vanish
as quickly as they came
i watch the prismatic wings
swiftly fly off into the distance
as the sky erupts in an arc
of vibrant colors
then fades beneath the gray
becoming a blank canvas
much like this mind of mine
as the shroud of darkness
blankets my muse
in silence again
June 26, 2020
STRAND COMPLETELY NEW POETRY (1) any form any theme Poetry Contest
As dusk approaches
I grab my notebook and pen
Sit under a tree
I write about life
I feel the breeze on my face
I talk to the wind
This is what inspires
An orange sky calls my name
The light fades away
Moon light shines on me
Here is where my mind finds peace
Only stars and thoughts
Each poem I write
Tells a story of my life
My hopes, dreams, wishes
Time everlasting
Return to this other world
Until the next night
***For Francine Roberts contest, “Morning, noon, or night senryus”***
** By Chris Matt
*8-22-2011
Lost in a field of my own emotions and thoughts,
wondering if I was the cause of my own faults,
how did this happen, unpleased with the results
of any transactions that I took apart of upon this planet,
laughter, those giggly sensations has faded away, now all
you get from me is a straight face, love, the feeling I once knew, taken
away by someone you let break through our bond just to get to you, hate
that intense dislike that I have for anyone who gets near my heart ,ready to shred them apart, doubt, that feeling of uneasiness that I have when I'm near you from the lack of trust, loyalty, that I display but its hard for you to show and prove so you run away. I shut down and shut you out while building that wall back up that I let you tear down, as I sit and drown in my own emotions and thoughts while my body lays in a field of tears. I wonder sometimes what am I doing here?
I strolled through my old stomping grounds
saw a childhood friend gave him a hug and a pound
over two beers we sat down
dam its been so long since we crossed paths
flashbacks they brought both tears and laughs
we poured beer on the grass
for our peers that passed
that's the way we show sorrow
teardrops from a bottle
it's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday but ironically for some
its even worse to face tomorrow
when it's filled with hopelessness and dreams deferred
at times the line between good and bad became blurred
life moves in cycles I observe this truth
watching these young cats re-enact scenes from my youth
as the clash with the system
and dare the world to dis them
until they go to prison
or become homicide victims
i borrow some ears trying to insert something healthy
but I recognize that look.
its the same one I use to give the ones that tried to tell me
I just wouldn't listen
now he's given me that same resistance
its a shame that ignorance
makes us flee from knowledge
wont accept WhATS harmless
content when we're acting moronic
or spewing garbage
isn't it ironic we crave money to save us
in actuality its the very thing that enslaves us
its like the streets are the new plantation
a generation lost produces lost generations
with lack of love and over abundance of anger
causes agents of death to leap from barrels once released from chambers
has the worl gone crazy
mother in the church screaming thats my baby lord take me
makes we wanna holler,kick or yell or something
cause they don't understand I'm simply trying to tell them something
I must be one to hate secrets for it's not one
that my thoughts dictate my entire entity
My thoughts wander freely like rabbits at night
touching subjects labeled in bold: 'KEEP AWAY'
And in still, all I reside in my hope tank
my very wish: to find a love all my own
In denial, I could've sworn I've found her
I could be myself, I could relieve my deepest troubles
spill my contents of my deepest fears into her ears, my novel
yet it took a single flaw on my part
simple things I just couldnt get right
My overthinking picked a fight with me and I lost
while an unknown anger kicked me when I was down
and at the curb of inquiries along with untold feelings
was I left to fend for myself, tackle my struggles without a guide
when desperately I was silently calling out for one
was I left to wait another day
debate if I needed any of this
Why can't somebody, anybody tell me, show me
All the things I need to do, hidden from me
I fall prey to lost while she falls in love with smiling apart from me
Chasm, do you have room for a tenant
What am I supposed to do
I barely manage a smile just to turn away
only wishing out that she could open her eyes and see..
Is everyday a foreshadow of the misery I endure
A perpetual happy never after mystification of my wishes
wishes and thoughts
Was I wrong to want one more time
her hand to hold and to feel her arms embrace
a temporary home for my wayward soul
now I stand miles away
knowing I'm excommunicate
these young cats are sick
bullets zip then they dip
witnesses zip their lips
wont say sh1t
they just skate off
homicide scene taped of
no dental records the whole face shot straight off
no his squad plots revenge
the cycle don't end
there can be nothing further
than thou shalt not commit murder
on their minds
in these sinful times
the elders say the end is near just around the corner
it's even closer if they swarm you with the toaster to warm ya
don't want to be a goner you best to use your brain
this ain't a spectator sport bullets don't know name
and there's no rhyme or reason life ain't the fairest
I've seen the wicked prosper, the righteous perish
the fool made of wise men, the strong turn to weaklings
in the land of the blind a one eyed man is king
and we blaspheme
with all this songs of murder we sing
in a sea of sin we drown
with nothing holy around
were like sheep without a she shepherd
lost looking for direction
self hate got us pointing weapons
at our own reflection
my mind flexes
spending time trying to find the message
but every answer uncovered lead me to another question
to death we all are destined
but what really so perplexing
is no one knows the hour or the second
while powerful but reckless
idiots with weapons
maim with no discretion
like their brains were infected
Hearts and thoughts just fade away,
Trapped inside memories I wish could stay.
My minds wanders as my feet roam,
Searching for the place that I once called home.
My lips move as I try to speak,
Today lingers and feels like a week.
I listen yet no words are spoken,
Nothing returns to this heart that’s broken.
I just want to see a smile and say hello.
I see that it’s impossible and have to go.
I remember all that I used to know,
The seeds I have planted shall they ever grow?
I seem to get lost inside decisions made,
Hearts and thoughts still fade away.
I see what I have and what is lost
I just see another opportunity tossed.
I feel so tired as I lose some fight,
As I return to the dark of the night.
The stars and moon provide some light,
Hearts and thoughts fade out of sight.
I swear , i saw my heart bleeding,
something like tick tock,tick tock
**** this, time she aint waiting for me,
I reminisce, more like jesus christ's
my love for her, juliet and romeo;
the real cameo, bony and clyde
too fast too furious,living life on the fast lane
men. this is a dream that will never ever end
but, here we are
the sun is up again
and am so lost in this game,
am like; can i sell my soul to the devil
she will love me with alil bit more chains and money
ooooh i keep thinking.
but i wont mind then,
fake friends will keep calling
real whores and real balling
real chains but we keep changing
diamonds are forever
but she is gone forever
if she ever loved me for me
but it is real funny huh, money.
how it wets that *****
goose chases become real.
these dreams,two bad *****es beside me
in the morning,two aks by the draw
real blood if you **** up,
whitesand by the doorstep,
am in private, staring at the sunset
but last night, i knelt and prayed
real life is real hard,too baaad, huh
because when i love, i love alot
the heart breaks, they come alot
will i ever give up on loving you?
i dont know? the heart speaks and the mind thinks
am a lil lost boy in the woods,
crapped up by the gangs in the hoods,
carried by adventurers in the boots
but hell yeah, right here, i find myself in you, huh,
you make my dreams come true, you do, boo,
just the two of us, craazy little birds,
lets fly away in the clouds of love
fear not because i shall hurt not
huh.
but , a true dream right here, huh,
endless nights with long calls,
i aint talking loos huh.
a real love story
real honor and glory
sorry to world , am gone *****es
my fingers in a ring
dont dial and ring
cause am gone,really?
am gone.
Life is nothing but a name, watching many things since many days
Love is something that never belongs in times
You are someone who is always you
I am a poet who do not know why do other poets write
Look! The creator himself is a child
Why he creates, he doesn’t know!
We are the beings- live to live
And, stomach is the creator of our civilization
Poetry is nothing but showing some proud
Fame is nothing but war against all, and won
Songs are sung not to sing by the others without him
Plays are performed to show them- they are the best
Everything is going on everyday with many buts...
Something is going on as we and our thoughts
May be- I am something, May be- you are everything
May I will die and you will live long
I will not write any poems from now
I saw- my beloved eyes have become as dark as the night
I know- I can’t grow crops with the verses of my poem
I know- something, everything and nothing will forget me
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June 29, 2009
Kallyanpur, Dhaka
Bangladesh
I am a labor economist who prepared the unemployment rate,
I was checking with other labor economists about this.
Average income has been decreasing.
Unemployed are dropping out of the workforce.
More workers than ever have multiple jobs needed
tp support themselves with.
More workers than ever have been exhausting
their unemployment benefits and dropping
out of the civilian workforce. This is causing
the number of unemployed to decline.
More workers than ever are being disqualified
who are applying for unemployment claims.
Fewer workers are applying for initial claims.
New entrants and reentrants into workforce
as unemployed are declining.
New entrants are staying in college longer
so they will not have to enter workforce as
an unemployed person.
The net result out of all of this is that the
number of unemployed is declining. as well
as the unemployment rate.
Would like to have your thoughts and comments
about this. It is so easy to mis-state stastics.
There is a labor force and workforce. The
workforce is based on where you work.
The labor force is based on where you live.
My biggest fear that Russia is interferring
with our ability to vote. More and more people
are voting less and less.
Our national average age is steadily increasing.
The result is that more and more people are
retiring and dropping out of the workforce.
who were employed.
Invaribly, the unemployment rate is decreasing.
The number of unskilled jobs is increasing.
The number of skilled workers is decreasing.
God told me to start using my brain and coming
up with something. This is it.
Jim Horn
When you smile you have my undivided attention
When you laugh, you have my urge to laugh with you
When you cry,I wanna hold you
When you say you love me,you have my heart forever......
Somewhere there is someone that dreams of your smile
And finds in your presence that life is so worthwhile.
So when you're lonely,
Remember this is true.....
Someone,Somewhere is thinking of you too.......