Best Confusionlife Poems
Is wedlock the true route to all conjugal bliss,
Nuptial excitement that starts with a kiss?
Or is it the halter after the altar,
That threatens to fetter and make life not better?
The fondling and cuddling and nights of long snuggling,
Changed overnight to ones, of alcohol guzzling.
A churlishness now in the partner is found,
From a beloved spouse to an obnoxious bloodhound.
She a fabulous cook,now sports a grumpy old look;
He's turned from intimacy to reading a book.
Love and coquetry has come to an ebb,
Finding affections in a new kind of web.
Monogamy turns to Polygamy slowly,
And perhaps doing things even more lowly?
From celibacy to intimacy and words we can't shout,
Now their connubial contact lies down and out.
They denounce and renounce and have their say,
To begin a life in a new kind of way.
Leaving it all to their legal belief,
Divorce now brings in,some kind of relief.
But where it will lead is anybodys guess,
For the ball is now rolling and lifes in a mess.
=== Princefreakasso
(Artist and Poet)
It’s at a time like this
That I try to convince myself
To stay positive and enthused
But its one of those days
When I’m feeling so confused
Better if I just stay in bed
And take my time
And think of nothing instead
My thoughts like spaghetti
that swamp my mind
Will slowly start
To unravel and unwind
Things start to make sense
Growing in confidence
To face the days of come what may
Leaving the doubts of yesterday
It’s at a time like this
That the prayers and the wishes
That I’ve secretly said
Won’t be heard
They’ll just stay in my head
But the fact that I’ve said them
Seems to help with the problem
It’s at a time like this
When I remember
That a part of my life is now over
A part of my life is now gone
Time to turn the page
Leaving behind whatever went wrong
It’s at a time like this
Though that part of my life that is over
I’m glad that now I can clearly see
Through my pain and forgiving
I can move forward and believe in
A happier future for me.
A synopsis untried, a life unended
The wheel spins as the days protract
A look at the mirror surrounding the dire
I feel my soul, my life and my being
Each day that I be
Each moment that I see
Fundamentally I decree
Knowledge be'eth my surrender
Yet self provoked it opens adventure
Lies and deceit, the dacoit he knoweth
So infinite and atomic
Indefinate to us all
Supposed awesome wonder at his behest
Quality awaits this unfathomable test
Finding My. Place
Sometimes life just isn't fair ,
It tends to throw you a curve ball .
And wonder why you even care ,
Not knowing why it happens at all.
Looking for my place in this world,
Not knowing where to seek.
Like trying to find an oyster pearl ,
The options are so very weak .
Wondering where do I belong ,
Trying desperately to find this place ,
Not a lot for me to lean on ,
Searching , but not a trace .
Like a book collecting dust upon a shelf ,
Is where my life seems to be.
Hard to find this place by myself ,
If is there somewhere for me to see .
Hearts filled with hurt and pain ,
The hole seems to be so deep .
Thinking oh no , its not happening again ,
Trying so hard not to weep .
Copyright susan martin (2008)
Hieroglyphics...
State Specific...
Horrific Acts...
Pseudoscientific Facts...
Change Like Holistic Rath......
I'm Walkin The Mystic Path...
With This Simplistic Hat...
Watching This Capitalistic Crap...
With My Characteristic's Traped...
These Parametric Statistic'S Colap's...
I Stair At The Skeptic's & Laugh...
Like Holographic Holograms...
We Stop The Tragic With Solid Stands...
This Common Magic Will Abolish Man...
Within All The Glands...
Is Karma's Hand's...
Weiving Your Life...
Retrieving Your Light...
Before You Dye...
You Do More Then Cry...
Fortify...
Your Former Eye...
To Obsorb The Sky...
The Orcher'ds Dry...
From Neglected Times...
Where You Checked The Lines...
Before Signing Your Life Away...
You Might Just Say...
It's A Good Time To Pray...
You Could Save A Life Today...
In A Rightcious Way...
But In-Stead Your Stuck In A Defiant State..
With A Giant Plate...
Of Tired Hate...
The Wired Gate...
Has A Higher Fate..
But You Retired Late...
To Your Originally Desired Space...
Just To Find Your Face...
The Same As It's Away's Been...
How terribly beautiful is life
How terrible fate can be
How beautiful love can be
How terribly beautiful life can be
I’ve seen how terrible life can be
And how beautiful love can be
If I isolated myself from love
Is my life terrible?
I’ve seen how beautiful destiny can be
And how terrible fate can be
If I isolate myself from fate
Is my destiny beautiful?
I believe so
And yet I don’t believe so
For love can be beautiful and terrible
Fate also can be terrible and beautiful
So what path is a good path?
No one can live without a heart
And no one can live without a fate
So who can there be a beautiful live?
Without Love
Or without fate
A beautiful life
Is a terribly beautiful life
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word after word, piece after piece.... is this how we live our life?... is life a
puzzle... does it have a board you have to follow? the moon we see is that a piece too?
can anyone in this world give me a hint? can they help me out? do they want to see all my
scars? is the knifes i used a game too?... is loving someone a game... do I even have
feelings?.... do I need to get hurt again? do I need to hurt people... do I need to die
before actually being alive and born? do I need to suck poison out before I EVEN got
that?..... would I need to sit back and learn and watch? tick after tick, noise after
noise.... do you know how much trouble I will be in... do you know the punishment? do you
even know what I am? do you know how I work? so of course... this is true.... life is a
puzzle and it's up to me to put them together.... even know it'll change every single
day... even if you kill yourself... life is STILL a puzzle and it helps you through the
agonizing painn :'(
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You can't kill
a man with soul
They forgot to engrave
His fate on his forehead
And draw the roads
To a proper life on his palms
But he knew
He knew that life belongs
To those who could touch
Touch bodies, send messages
Through skin
Seek one another in sense
Taste the fibres of dreams
Through the mist
And drink sweat from
The man who has taken
Against the mountain
One who isn't afraid to dream
he watches her in his sleep
she is the example of steady fate
Eyes sharper than razor blades
A mouth quicker than a whip
But smiles like the sun
Could rise from inside it
Bringing with it rays
Of happiness and hope
She says its a place she's seen
De ja vu or a dream
Something,
Its untouched and oh so new
She fears it
She loves it
He wants to see it
Feel it
Bodies wrestling against
The staccato rhythm of the hearts
That ask to be spoon fed
From the pot of molten feelings
Trying to find their place
In eyes all too familiar to the quest
But not looking to verify
Its findings nor its confinements
You can't kill a man with soul
He knows
LIFe. as i see it is distorted and bland.
i wish to be on the beach easin my mind in the sand.
the sound of the wave's take away my pain.
who but me is to blame.
i feel happy then sad i wanna ride the never ending train.
my eye's n heart seem to rain.
LOSING her has left a never ending pain on my brain.
on my there's a permenant stain.
LIFe as i see it is peaceful sometime's then i get hurlled into my own mind.
my thought's i can't find. some day's i feel as if i'm BLIND.
I'M mean today tommorrow i could be kind.
DONT KNO WHICH 1 IT'LL BE MAYB U'LL FIND.
LIFe as i see it is hard to explain.
i wanna lay n earase my mind n the rain.
m i OKAY? or m i INSANE?
LIFe as i see it is like no1 else can.
My GRAMMY was my biggest fan.
LIFe as i see it is distorted most the time.
will i be not right today or will i be fine.
I wish the sun could BRIGHTEN my day n make my heart SHINE.
LIFe as i see it change's everyday.
bring her back to me god i pray.
I wanna feel the SUN's ray.
what else can i say.
i just LIVE lif DAy 2 DAy.
LIFe as i see it i wish other's could.
there's things i cant do that i know i should.
TAKE AWAY MY PAIN I WISH SOME1 ELSE COULD.
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i met a guy that caught my eye that you would never know cause in my life i learn in life to
never let' it show. the trust the faith the real life stuff i hold so dear to my heart i guess i
could say im not a person that truely gives her heart. life is short my friend would say so
best to just let go . but with all the love and hurt i swear i just dont know.
i try to a honest gal but life is hell you know and everytime i give my heart it comes back
tour you know.
so many time's i trusted in things and held on tight you no but this time in life i seem to let it
go.
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Maybe we don’t have the answers
Maybe we don’t have the time
Everything happens for a reason
So take life one step at a time
While sitting here at home thinking of them
You keep knocking your fist on the table
Why would you continue to think of it?
With having no intention to win?
Sometimes it’s hard to deal with these things
And your life when you feel so rejected
But only remember this one simple rule
Your life’s decisions are always inspected
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I went to bed on top of the world
Today the worlds on top of me
it’s me against the world
at least that’s what it seems
i try not to feel hate
and the pain that’s coming along
i wanna cry so bad
cause everything seems so wrong
just yesterday i was happy
living life and well
then a boulder came
and there i fell
helpless and under pressure
nothing left to say
what did i do
to get treated this way
I guess people do change
Especially on me
You close your eyes then open them
Its all gone at 1,2,3
But I still gotta live life
Til its my time to go
Even though im hurt
There’s life there still I know
I cling to my ignorance
and stay close to my ways
for what I write will never change
my heart is unable to set me free
to become the child I wish to be
my innocents was stolen
and I never had a choice
but now I am ready,
so this is my voice
Picture this,
early morning wake up
to see your father by your side
seven years old
your fears come to life
you see an image
of a monster in your sleep
two years later
and not much wiser
your now seeing
a monster with a lighter
his voice is known
but still not placed
twelve years old
and you finally
place that face
you father
lights up another cigarette
and burns it to your skin
your eyes start to shut
from the drugs
he's fed you again
thirteen years of age
and your acting strange
you know the things
that only brings shame
how do you tell them
what he did
he was your father
you were only a kid
you'd be outcasted
and he doesn't do it
that often anymore
only every other night
because it makes you sore
fourteen and you finally say
no longer will he have his way
for here comes the judgement day
and I have won
my life no longer
will come undone
I finally let the secret slip
and to the hell I'm in now
I drink another sip
of toxic to my life of lies
the drugs I take
are better each time
but they still aren't enough
to keep you out of my head
you come back each time
with more and more thread
to stitch the web you weave so well
but I still watch as you burn in Hell,
you be the judge of my childhood strife
would you be honest and say
you'd keep your life
I am sixteen now
and can't stand the crowds
I watch my back and
write poems like these
my dad was a killer of dreams
and a lustful theif
I thought I knew the feelings I feel inside now I know all I feel is blue
everyday I think it's going to change and, my life will someday be the same
now I know the change has not come and my life has not begun
filled with sorrow filled with blue how could you how could you I pray everyday to release
me from this state of confusion this state of misery this state of this lost soul inside of
me I know a change gon come and when it does I know I will be free I will rejoice I will
let go the laughter inside of me until then I will hold on to god's unchanging hand waiting
on that new day that new chapter in my life to begin when the rain will end I will hold on
and keep pressing on because I believe in the higher power not just for me but for
everybody
Copyright@November 2008
What you might be thinking
Is greasy food and headaches
Along with delayed flight drinking
But that is a common mistake
The One essential power of essence
Retains no part of things organic
Are feeling of pride among all present
All you deserve is the same manic
Stressed out life of the homeless peasant
If you looking down you should Be giving
So put down your hatred
Take a long look at yourself
Don't grasp reality
Its a fools way to limit themselves
Those who choose to stay deserving
Among all of life that wanders hell
His soul is judged and sent for burning
And the thing is they judge thyself
So when you ready to board
Like luv fields best set way
No assigned seats, no meals ordered
Just remember on that day
Leave all things petty right were they lay
Because only the truth may enter
No personality no rank or pay
This is for the humble sinner
So if you ever find your spot
And get a boarding pass
You can get in but bags can not
We know it wont last
Now board the spirit plane
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