Best Cared Poems
You only wanted me to be your puppet,
In our relationship.
You wanted everything,
And took more and more from me.
YOU wanted something,
And I couldn’t give it to you.
You had specific expectations,
And if I couldn’t follow them,
Then I was not good enough for you.
If I didn’t make you happy,
You just threw me out on a whim.
You know I am sensitive,
And you thought that breaking up with me,
Would be less painful for my heart?
You are dead wrong.
You thought hurting me was so easy,
And that was your way,
Of manipulating me,
Of using me,
And you never cared about my broken heart,
You never thought of my pain.
You never wanted to love me,
You wanted to control me,
And my heart…
spring
rose buds
robins nest
with spotted eggs
gingerly cared for
sun’s sweet smile
warming us
lovely
spring
We are a hand that opens a door
We are a voice that says good morning
We are a teacher without a lesson plan
We are a counselor on the move
We have two ears that hear and listen
We have two eyes that never see enough
We are known by first name to those who matter
We are unknown to the many who complain
We are not valued by those we work for
We are worth more to those who depend on us
We make perfect trips every day and no one notices
We make one mistake and the tears of many will fall
Our worst fear, our nightmare could come to pass
Our pain most profound is one few will ever know
We are the folks you never thought cared
We drive the big yellow bus
MPG, who cared?
Nature takes brunt, oil searched glut.
Have Mercy, Please God!
*For "Tainted feathers" contest
She came from a life of obscurity
Pushed into the constant scrutiny
from the locals and around the world.
No longer allowed to be a simple girl.
She used her popularity and fame
Treating everyone the same.
She showed compassion to the dying
Held children that were sick and crying.
She rolled up her sleeves and dug in
Helping to bring supplies and medicine
to the part of the world most never see.
She knew her status could bring publicity.
So the world ould see plights of the people.
Hoping that more aid for them would be helpful
Now those moments are nothing but a memory
Captured in writing and photography.
She's the example that we should follow
Never being afraid to let our feeling show.
Treat others as our equals in life
Whether it's a stranger, or husband and wife.
she raised her sons to do the same
So they carry on the work honoring her name.
I try to have courage, to remain strong
and protect the weak that are treated wrong.
I think of her often when I meet people in need
and know this is someone She' gladly feed.
I am comfortable doing what she'd easily do.
though I don't need the whole world knowing what I do.
In memory of Princess Diana. Who used her status and her heart to show how true royalty should care about the people around them and not be afraid to get dirty once in a while or help dress a stranger or give food to a hungry child.
they forgot what caring was really all about till she left the royal palace and became a queen to her people. No need for a crown and status. They gave their devotion to Lady Di.
I have always thought of people the way she did. Often putting away my on needs for the needs of others and knowing the difference between who we are and what we are and that needs must always come before the wants in life.© 23 hours ago, Bonnie J Hollywood-Cutts
Sometimes when I think Of Dad,
I wonder if he really cared,
weaving between stories and memories,
I look for the signs if any are there.
As a baby I had a patch,
so proudly my parents displayed,
young little Black Power,
gonna follow Daddy's ways.
Between 4 - 5 I use to go with him often,
to the pad a lot of the time,
he'd introduce me to all my uncles,
as his little boy.
Quite often i'd blow my uncles out,
with my Dad's florescent blue pipe,
all I had to do was blow on the end,
and smoke came out the other side.
Most of the time I was stoned myself,
so i'd just lay by his side,
he would put his hand on my head,
tell me everything was alright.
Yeah I got a few hidings,
I figured my just deserts,
wanna steal and lie that's what you get,
I expect a punch in the head.
Mum left Dad When I was 7,
when he was inside,
he didn't come around often after that,
but when he did I was always excited inside.
We always had lots of fun,
always an adventure to see,
throwing stuff over the prison walls,
to the pad and clubbing scenes.
One of my fondest memories,
was a scary movie I watched,
I his arm I felt safe,
not a care in the world.
He may not have been the best example,
of what a parent should be,
but I"m pretty sure deep down inside,
he really did love me.
M.Mahauariki © 2012
You've fallen in love with the medium state,
im calling above for premieum fate.
i watch you fall further as did the best angel,
i point my sword knowing not the best angle.
Most to weild before me let fear consume,
you know its not present but one might presume,
that the quality is a curse. For fear is a power but it wont be the worst,
its applying truth to situation, for my eyes are ALL thats needed for communication.
One day you'll stop the falling and stand, and since you declined my aid, you are now in gods hands. ~
To be strong for so long
To camouflage your true feelings
To wipe the tears away
To force the pain to fade away
To lose your best friend
To be nursed by experiences
To lose trust for those around you
To be suspicious of love
To live in terror
To be homeless
To flee from violence
To be abused
To be mistreated
To be scarred by the one you love
To hide from the beatings
To be rescued from the drama
To be misunderstood
And guarded by uncertainty
To find comfort once more
To know what it feels like to be safe again
To be loved and cared for
To eat and be satisfied
To look back at your past and be grateful
To be thankful for all you have
To know plenty
To give plenty
To be loved and cared for
By Sylvia Chika
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It was going smoothly back then until the storm swept in
People left my side, I was wondering why nobody checked in;
Things changed right before my eyes, it’s like a curse was let in
Praying to to sky with my head on my pillow, trying to hear why;
It was a long time before things starting making sense, I know
that’s a sign
The sadness felt so heavy in my heart, my eyes couldn’t stop from
crying
I’m only focused on going higher, moving away from the past
I used to think that the hellhole was always going to last
Some things still go over my head, there’s more I need to grasp
Dwelling so deep in my thoughts, it feels like I can get lost
In the abyss of emptiness, looking for something to fill for a cost
A lot of demons tried to trap me, at times I almost got caught
Depression doesn't care
What your responsibilities are,
It doesn't care
That you have exams to do.
Depression doesn't care
That today is your sixteenth birthday,
Or mother's day
Or Christmas.
Depression doesn't care
If your family is "well off"
That you have plenty of friends
It doesn't care if your parents are happily married.
Depression doesn't care
If you've never had a traumatic event
It doesn't care.
Because depression isn't made of circumstance
Not from broken families, abuse
Poor grades or shitty friends.
It comes from chemicals deep in your brain.
It takes whatever life it happens to have
And rips it to shreds.
It leaves you broken and empty.
It is not your fault
And there's no way to hide yourself
Behind happiness and a good life.
Depression will destroy it all.
Because it just
Doesn't
Care.
Once, when I cared, I fought for your freedom,
I fought for the future of you,
I’d step in and stop the mistakes you were making,
Protecting you all the way through,
Those days when you gave up, and you just fought,
Trying to lose all the things you could be,
When you argued and screamed, discarding it all,
Those days when you refused to see,
That what you could do, who you could be,
Was the greatest owner of right,
Instead you chose to not own anything,
Instead you just chose to fight.
Once, when I cared, I fought for your future,
I fought the demons inside you,
But now, a young adult, you’re free to self harm,
Now, I don't care what you do.
There once played a Chicago Bull
To spellbound fans, a stadium full
His name was Michael Jordan
He jumped above the rim so high
It seemed his head might touch the sky
His dunks were legend
He made his team into world champs
Impressed on it his signature stamp
A fist-pump in the air
Yet more than all the points he scored
More than all the memories stored
Jordan really cared
He posed for photos with his fans
He'd set aside his private plans
He stayed humble
He'd just show up, a huge surprise
The kids would gape, wide-open eyes
Their tongues a-jumble
He'd play with them, and praise their moves
Then thunder-dunk, as if to prove
He's number one...
The years have passed, yet we recall
His majesty when he played ball --
And all the fun
Remember when they ignored you
Said you couldn’t be there friend
Looked at you with such hatred…
Who was there in the end?
I was always around you…
When times were rough
Never took you for granted
When push came to shove!
I gave you the little that I had
Just to see you smile
Always wanted the best for you
But you shunned me for a while
You have no idea…
How much that affected my heart
Of all the selfish things,
That was what tore me apart!
That had me on my knees…
Asking God so many times… why?
What did I do to deserve this?
But God did not want to reply…
All I wanted you to know
Is that I have always cared
Even after you ridiculed me
The hatred seemed to disappear
From my broken and shattered heart
My empty and delusional soul
For when I cleared my mind
Making you happy again became my goal!
I never held it against you
Even after you made me cry
Because no matter the pain
I still felt like I should try…
To make it work for us
So we could go far
No matter how stubborn,
Ignorant and naive you are
I just want what’s best for you
Even if your attitude I can’t bear
For when it comes down to it
I will and have always cared!!!
Eliel202
The day was bitter,
Skies overcast and grey,
But no one cared.
All alone,
He lived on the street.
But no one cared.
Clothing thin and sparse,
He fought against wind and rain.
But no one cared
The day light failed,
Dark night closed in,
But no one cared.
The stars sparkled,
The moon smiled,
But no one cared.
He longed for a home,
He longed for love,
But no one cared.
He slept on the park bench,
Frost smothered him,
No one cared.
Dawn came with a twinkle in her eye,
To late she said with a sigh.
Tom is dead
But no one cared.
When all my dreams are about you, why don't you care a little about me
If I wasn't the person u expected, why don't you care a little bit
I tried to hate, hurt you but I end up loving you more
The words you've said always lingers in my head
The scars you've left is always there needing care but I know it can't be healed
The more I love the more pain I hold
The unsaid words, the longing shoulders and the vengeance is still seeking but will it happen?
If I can't be loved why don't you love me a little bit
You always hate the 'me' when I am still trying to do better
Will u love me if I was the person u expected?
Will u love me if I acted ?
I am an joker to act to make you smile
Only if you cared a little bit...