Best Anythings Poems
Choose or not? We're losing our freedom, if we lose to choose?
Freedom, that Many gave dearly! For us not to.
Gone are our reasons and hopes, Woe now!
With liberty removed, wearing two left shoes!
Less government the best! America, land of the free?
Almost everybody walks funny wearing two left shoes?
We don't want that! We won't do it!
I'll smoke or won't? Wear seatbelt or don't? Want or need insurance or no?
Safely use drugs? I'll use' em, too. Go somewhere to be there?
Live, love, party and enjoy many ways and things?
Not harming Anyone. To do that?
We got to choose? No wearing two left shoes.
Yet, protect and defend myself, Yourself, Ourselves!
By any means God in Heaven has and will give Us, yea! Alleluia, yea!
Cause, Jesus Christ says, anythings is possible for, especially only for,
and with God, Our Father the perfect Spirit and Friend! Always to forever, yea!
Endless, oh yeah, yea!
Alleluia, oh yeah, yea, too!
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if i could
make you happy
just by waving my hand
it would be the least of things
i hope you understand
but i prefer something greater
like swiming across the sea
or climb the highest mountian
just so you could see me
like a child says "mommy watch"
just pretend that's me
i'd dig a hole to china
with you watching me
and when it comes to taming lions
anythings worth a try
i'd do it in a second
if i knew i'd catch your eye
i'd cross the Gobi Desert
if you were on the other side
walk from here to Tim Buc too
if that is where you hide
i'd dive into the Baltic sea
if you were in a submarine
and tap on the hatch my code
to let you know where ever you go
i won't be far behind
so when it comes to making you happy
that's nothing to me
i could think of a lot of things
but i think i'll start
by waving my hand
Form:
Germaphobe.
Cleanliness of my home is a sure must
because I'm a germaphobe full of fear
can not cope with any dirt, any dust
afraid of that stuff from anythings rear,
stay indoors alone when high wind doth gust
washing hands testing soap is my career,
stay very clean all the time, I’ve no trust
no grime, dirt or filth, windows clean and clear
I must clean the toilet ten times a day
also bath, shower, walls and every floor
Constantly washed my hair so now it's grey
I can't touch handles on any strange door,
this quirky behaviour rules my whole life
to me it's an illness not just an obsession
creating problems especially for my wife
saintly attitude towards my indiscretion.
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So innocent looking,
I wear your heart
On my bracies.
For the town to see and to know,
You could have been mine,
If I wanted.
You could have been here.
If it wasn't for the best,
Then why did you go?
I need to know.
I had a crush on you,
But I couldn't let you know.
I wouldn't have it spoil my plans.
But now, I'd give it all away,
Just to have you stay.
If you'd promise..
Promise me, promise me,
Promise me this:
Trust and loyalty,
Secret virginity.
A sea full of anythings,
All for protecting me.
Shoot down our enemies.
Holding out for specialities.
Spoiling for uncertainties.
Love for eternity.
Free me,
Free me.
~Written in 2005 (Monday, 31st, January) when I was sixteen.
Form:
It was a long shot
taken after a major
emotional battle...
A series of thoughts
draining my brain
making me feel less of
a person
because i sold my heart
to Satan, traded it
for what was another woman's
Which never made sense
except for the fact that it felt
good...
You have made me
your emotional bank and you
most treasured scared piece
of flesh that makes my head
spin and my taste buds explode
and when we talk
between forgotten passages
and take walks in deserted gardens
the arrows you hold to the back
of my heart etches deeper
cuts the arteries holding together
my sanity
and bleeds emotions new to
my heart but brings spectacular comfort
and for you I would do
anythings just so you can
touch my hand again
look deep into my eyes
and say those three most
intangible words in ancient English
then I would know
you are the only person who ever
really got to know the true color
of my eyes
but never really saw the fire
you lit in them
And just so to end my insomnia
I will hunt down that bastard of a kid
steal his bow, and plant it deep
into your heart
so you could understand
Why it hurts so much
to love you back
In a way I doubt
you will ever love me in...
hay canada we can do it
we can expunge money
our bounty can support our selves
with plenty left over to give
i can keep making pizza
truckers keep trucking
we still need people...
to know where everything is going
raising kids could be a job
gangsters instead of doing it for money
do it to keep it away from the kids
politicians might start working for good
anythings possible
everyone says they want to be good
say they are good
there is more of us than their of them
so why do we let them win
so easy to...
hell dude our shoes would cost the same
Form:
Entry level
Just a beginner
Made a mistake
Was deemed a sinner
Blue cloud in a red sky
Offset from the rest
Light heart and a clear head
Weight off the chest
Thought she owned it all
When she blossomed into a flower
No responsibility
But wanted all the power
Wisdom with age
Overseeing the past
Should have enjoyed more
Life moved too fast
Storybook ending
Isn't realistic
Anythings possible
It pays to be optimistic
My name is peanut and my best friend's name is Butter.
We fly through the air with our wings that flutter.
We're covered in feathers of all different shades.
Blue,pink,green and yellow our colors never fade.
Our nest is built with pieces of cloth,twigs and sticks.
It's a place were we sleep so it has to be built thick.
We're never hungry there's always something to eat.
There's worms,bugs,bird seed anythings a treat.
We do alright except when it rains.
We get all wet cause our nest has no drain.
This is another poemory of mine.
Teresa Skyles/Theoklapoet 8/30/09
Form:
What Wasted Wastes!
Wasted debates
Wasted dialogues
Wasted breathes
Wasted efforts
Wasted energies
Wasted times
Wasted days
Wasted weeks
Wasted months
Wasted years
Wasted lifetimes
Wasted knowledges
Wasted secrets
Wasted powers
Wasted egos
Wasted loves
Wasted emotions
Wasted existences
Wasted pleasures
Wasted pains
Wasted pleasurable-pains
Wasted gains
Wasted seeds
Wasted ideas
Wasted beliefs
Wasted facts
Wasted fictions
Wasted thoughts
Wasted minds
Wasted actions
Wasted words
Wasted poems
Wasted proses
Wasted poetic-proses
Wasted spoken words
Wasted literatures
Wasted artworks
Wasted philosophies
Wasted books
Wasted injustices
Wasted justices
Wasted priniciples
Wasted ethics
Wasted values
Wasted morals
Wasted proofs
Wasted evidences
Wasted sciences
Wasted religions
Wasted myths
Wasted fairly tales
Wasted fables
Wasted legends
Wasted histories
Wasted everythings
Wasted anythings
Wasted nothings
Wasted waste we are
Or are we not wasted waste?
are we not wasted nothings?
I’m painting pretty
There are things you don’t know
So don’t give me pity
For facing my foe
A bright streak on white paper
Whiter than snow
Pretty poison vapor
But how would you know?
There are things people hide
Covered up with smiles
But the truth that’s inside
Is indifferent to changed styles
I’m painting pretty prints
Of ugly things
And though I drop hints
You see empty anythings
My friend, I warn you not to trust
A pretty painting
For it may display disgust
When the weather looks least like raining
The Scottish climate is something else
there's a coldness that bites within
one needs well wrapped up outside
protect your inner soul so not to sin
Its renowned climate here in Scotland
with so much rainfall through the year
one never knows what the forecast says
anythings possible when rain does hear
There is a force that comes through
the hills and mountains of Scotland
these winds can be so very strong
really blows victor over many a hand
On the North coastlines full force
both east and west can tear life apart
winds come in off the turbulent waves
at such force, many point them as art
In the spring/summer times its not all bad
it can be so lovely with a little sunshine
these times can be few among the rest
all these tests you so how is your spine?
(This is written about the weather in Scotland.)
A kind and loving person, having showing, proceeding benevolence: kind words.
To be Christ like their a
Christian
indulgent, considerate, helpful toward humane animals.
good-hearted, tender, caring disposition
To be Christ like their a
Christian
Rebuking the devourer calling the father of lies a liar
To be Christ like their a
Christian
Obliging, unselfish, altruistic, good, cooperative
Affectionate, loving, warm, gentle, mellow, mild and considerate
Selfless feelings shared for all humanity
To be Christ like their a
Christian
Affectionate, loving, warm, gentle, mellow, mild.
Considerate, helpful, thoughtful accommodating attentive kind.
To be forgiving of all and anythings…
Gentle and mild
To be Christ like their a
Christian
3/7/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©
Anythings everything that's what I've got
Everythings anything I'm sure is it not?
If anythings everything what can be bad?
It has to be better than whatever we had!
Why is every, part of today?
What is an ... any.......anyway?
Does everything matter if not for now?
What and if and why and how?
blah blah blah blah
Believe!
The sun is setting in the east!
I see it!
Impossible!
But it’s shining bright!
Anythings possible!
You make the rules
Because you are alive!
Throw away your I phone!
Lift your head!
Look at the world!
You are alive!
Talk to the universe!
Temporary release,
Lover’s weary empire,
Anything to make the void subside for one more second,
Temporary relief,
Smiles turn to dust,
Anything to escape the past for one more minute,
Temporary freedom,
Light, covered by thick smoke,
Anything to prolong the mess,
All the anything’s get less and less,
Temporary life,
We are all just passing through,
Anythings lead to nothings,
if your something is not the TRUTH.
By: Sabina Nicole