Best Controled Poems
We are at the center of a power struggle. We are centered. We have been cornered.
We are powerless, wireless, penny-less.
We are having a technological breakdown, meltdown.
What? Technology? Love this thing.
We are over loaded, downloaded, app-loaded.
We are so freaking viral. We are part of a wild feed.
We are remote controled.
Keeping up with the Jones's is killing the true American dream.
This is the American nightmare.
We are breeding superficial children. Welcome to the age of superficiality.
We are frequently asked questions.
Categories:
controled, computer-internet
Form:
Light Verse
In the moments of missing time, I’m unable to
Clearly define what is real, fact or fictions of illusion,
Bright, bright is the light of delusions, but I know
One thing I’ve been touch by the other side
Of realities unknown!
Sheer is the curtain between space, and times
Universal continuum, a fine thin veil pulled backwards
By unworldly hands, investigating chattering’s voices
Which Echo within my head, probing mine own version
Of sanities awkward view of life, and deaths
Context of truth!
Burning embers of reddened eyes, sizzle into my
Skeletal perception of panic, fear, this is a nightmare,
From which I cannot awaken from, me the abductionary
Victim, sitting on the stone cold table of realism,
Unable to move, and muted unable to scream!
Side to side, my captors do so move, whispering
In a language unknown to me, their prisoner,
What do they want from me, their caged
Animal, an earthling of mortal flesh, their
Creature held, an entrapment’s futuristic web!
Locked down are my wrists of humanity,
Unable to struggle free, a passive resistor,
Controled by these little green man tormentors.
As if these thoughts are read by them,
One turns and looks at me, a mental whispering
Do I so hear, me the abducted, be still now,
We mean thee no harm, just curious!
Almost tenderly does he whisper within my mind,
As I fell within a deep, deep sleep, suddenly I am
The dreamer awoken, drenched in sweat, shaking
Unto my own inner core, what time is it, what day
Is this, was it real or just a bad dream?
My clock radio, says only a moment has passed,
But I know something has happened,
I’m not just having a bad dream!
So I shake my wife lying next to me,
Obviously spooked beyond belief,
She says, I’ve had a similar dream?
In the moments of missing time, I’m unable to
Clearly define what is real, fact or fiction of illusion,
Bright, bright is the light of delusions, but I know
One thing I’ve been touch by the other side
Of realities unknown!
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
Categories:
controled, adventure, halloween, history, holiday,
Form:
Free verse
The cost of freedom
Life is a free zone
If the earth is the only one planet
for every human
So We oath to live freely
If not what is the worth of life
When all we have to do
is keep fighting for freedom
In a world of chains and poverty
design by humans
The cost of freedom
Freedom is free
Says who
In this times i wonder if truly
anything is free
If freedom Is all about
a fight Before and now
So i wonder again
why we have to keep fighting
just to be free
Rather be free from who
or from what
For this life is controled
by a long never change formular
The master and the slaves
So again and again
i wonder so deeply
What makes a man the master
and the the other man a slave
if all are equal
in the principle of nature
where humanity is never found
with out love
The cost of freedom
I recon as my soul
speaks to me saying
Freedom is so expensive
When you oath to pay
with your blood
Freedom is so difficult
when you must live through
a law that is never in your favour
Freedom is so hard
when you cant live
to think on your own
Freedom is an illusion
When your life is been
determine by some one else
Freedom is a doom
when is only proclaim
but has no reality
The cost of freedom
Too many fight
for freedom every where i see
Too many innocent
has gone six feet on this quest
Too many wars has been fought
before and now
just to achieve this freedom
Yet freedom is still too far
from too many people in the world
And finally we are still on chains
of no change
The cost of freedom
Every one needs to be free
Yet freedom has no space
in our lifes today
Every one needs freedom
Yet the world is full of authorities
that devalues humanity
Every one needs to be free
yet freedom is invisible
in the third world
either does it exist globally
Everyone needs freedom
yet it take a life time to afford
The cost of freedom
Categories:
controled, africa, change, courage, dedication,
Form:
Epic
Growth,
For the growth of African global economy
Many African governments thought to have financial
bank which can be financing
most African mega-projects
as they don't have decisions
or holding shares in MFI bank
It seems as some western banks
failed them with fake promises
when they needed some financials
for many projects.
Growth,
They asked for the reform of MFI bank so that
African representatives may put their money
To hold shares for benefits
of fifty four African countries.
The African mega-projects which many leaders
Focus on now are
- expounding Barrage Inga in Congo river to supply electricity in almost twenty African countries.
- And modern railways from Capetown
" South Africa to Cairo " Egypt.
Growth,
Many African leaders are persisting with
the point of the reform of governments
systems as some western leaders
still thinking of neo-colonisation
whenever African matters
are discussing in many international summits.
All fifty four African countries are independent
but they don't have representatives
in the United nations security
council which is highly unlikely.
Growth,
Many African countries could be growing economically
by now but there is a stumbling block in World
oparating system.
Some Africans leaders pushed the agender
of New financial architecture where governance
and decisions are not in the hands of few people.
New financial transaction taxe at global
level whereby all the Countries will be paying
And the resources must not be controled
by the World Bank and MFI bank as
African leaders don't have final say in those institutions
So they wish an other institution of Equals.
Growth,
African youths put much pressure
on the senior African leaders to leave powers
as they seemed not working well.
Then many African leaders came out of their silence
in the recent international summits
of " Russia and France"
Categories:
controled, africa, appreciation, courage, encouraging,
Form:
Free verse
Sisi the junkie
You are what you
Take in in life
We say in Africa
Sisi the junkie
Sisi was a beautiful
Young admiring girl
All guys flog around her
Cos her beauty drive
Too much attention
She was tall with her
Long hair and nice figure
Sisi the junkie
Sisi was an intelligent
Young lady
At high school sisi
Was one of our best head
She was at the best of it all
But not until she fell in love
With a dope that in-strange
Her natural being
Sisi the junkie
Oh sisi the Iron Lady
Was her nick name
Sisi love fun a lot
That got her to a new
World from a strange
Friends with a double face
Sis the junkie
At first sisi
Got in to liquor
She fun a lot with
Too much quantity of it
With out a control
She move to the Jamaican
Herbs,
Like is not fun enough
Sisi got in to crack
That was the doom of it all
Sisi the junkie
Sisi loved crack
Like sisi use to say
I need my
White powder
when she
Need to feel high
Sisi the junkie
Gradually sisi began
To lose control of her
Social life
She began to act strange
Always busy with her fingers
As she scratch off her skin
When she need the white powder
Sisi the junkie
Oh sisi the Iron Lady
Sisi lost a lot on this life style
with time like she is
A deferent soul
Her friends was too
Far from her like
She was a stranger they never
Know
Sisi was broke
Lost her job
Used her belongings to
Get crack
Finally now on the street
Oh sisi the Iron Lady
Sisi the junkie
Like sisi lies on the corner
Of the street still an addict
Life was so blue on her
Oh sisi the Iron Lady
Sisi the junkie
Life is all about you
Your choice go so
Far with you
The power of success
Lies on the level of
Ones control
Be in control
Of who you are
Not be controled
By what you take in
Like the tales of
Sisi the junkie
Categories:
controled, abuse, addiction, africa,
Form:
Epic
everyone has an opinion
IN THE BEGINING WAS THE WORD,
THAT MAKES THE MENTALITY OF A MAN THE FOUNDATION OF HIS WORDS,
IN THE HEARTS OF MEN, YOU WILL FIND THE DEEP FEELINS OF THEIR THOUGHT,
EVERYONE ONE HAS AN OPINION,
WHAT IS FREEDOM IF YOUR OPINION IS NEVER VOICE TO BE HEARD,
WE ARE IN A WORLD OF WARS OF MENTALITY,
COS, THE MENTALITY OF EVERY PEOPLE ARE NEVER THE SAME,
THAT KEEP ME ASKING HOW WE CAN LIVE IN ONE ACCORD,
OR, IS THE SIMPLICITY OF LIFE A DOOM?
SOMANY SOULS ARE WILLING TO BE HEARD,
SOMANY OPINION IS BEEN SHUT UP,
WHILE SOMANY OPINION IS BEEN FORCE TO THE PEOPLE,
IN EVERY DISAGREMENT THERE IS ALWAYS A DEFERENT OPINION,
WHAT IS THE USE OF RIGHT, IF OPINION IS BEEN CONTROLED?
CONTROLED BY A PARTICULAR MENTALITY,
WE ALL CAN BE IN PEACE,
IF WE LEARN TO RESPECT OUR DEFERENT MENTALITY,
COS, EVERYONE GOT SOME THING TO OFFER TO LIFE,
EVERY MENTALITY HAS A LESSON TO TEACH,
IS A FREE WORLD,
WHAT IS GOOD IS GOOD,
WHAT IS BAD IS BAD,
AS WE PASS THROUGH LIFE,
WE NEED NOT TO BE SELFISH,
WHEN YOU THINK YOUR OPINNION IS RIGHT,
DONT FORGET THE NEXT MAN THINK THE SAME COS,
EVERYONE HAS AN OPINION.
Categories:
controled, friendship,
Form:
Epic
I release my passion in the air, lost in to many thoughts
For this pain has controled my soul and I can't find it threw a kiss
So a little closer you come, bringing more to my plate
You keep trying to enter my soul, as I continue to block
I've builded my wall, now here comes you
I've broken it, for you and rebuilded it , because of you
Yet my love for your soul releases, the passion it's held in stones
As my body swirls in your arms, remembering good times
Times I dropped with a kiss
I drowned with a touch
I vanished when you whisper in my ears
For no pain, tears or hate, can block my love for you
For the beast I saw in you , was forgotten , in the moment of love
The passion and vibe in our sweat, because of your touch, tears and soul
For I felt each one, as I release my love and passion for you
Now, where do I go in life
Do I relax in your arms, or let this thunder take control
Let this romance enter my life, I want to lose control
I want to let you in, I need you in my soul
For my thoughts keep coming back fogging
As, I release in this moment of passion
This moment you have me so confuse
Confuse about the man I knew
Categories:
controled, confusion, love, passion, romance,
Form:
Free verse
Even in the shadows need for a Hero
Out of the Passions of the darkest night
No one explained that he was a zero
One of the populists frame trapped and convicted imprisoned
For crimes he did not commit
While his wife tragically murdered for crimes she did commit
Cage as a wild animal empowered to be of power strong
Massive body Herculean statue experimented on in prison
Was meant to be a division creating something to be controled by evil so corrupt What is meant for the people to represent
The Intercity needs the hero for the use of destruction
To believe in he was enslaved imprisoned to come out caged
Luke Cage hero For Hire Power Man Avenger Defender
Of the ghetto classes his mission
The fight of Injustice for the poor and miss guided
Impoverished bulletproof man superhero and
Defender of the power list came from the ghetto
The name of this fellow hero for hire Luke Cage
He's a big brother for all others
When you feel the rage call on ....Luke Cage
Categories:
controled, adventure, anti bullying, black
Form:
Heroic Couplet
Healing
Enchanting eye's covering solid ground
beg
beg me to stay
hope
hope me to see you rise
sweet manipulating abilities
much to do, much to do
for one day
too much weight on one man
tormented mind never walk straight
black feather's dove's are leaving behind
controled by fate, i never realize your not there
Seeing you murder my life is not easy
knowing we went trought a lifetime
growing up so quick
theres no time to cry now
no time to say is over
we never looked clearly
No soul inside
no hope
no tear's
i know is been so cold
but im still there
im not your friend
but im still there
i dont care if your alright
but im still there
leave this place
now
leave
i dont want you here
your not my friend
you betrayed me and said i made this hole on happyness
knowing it feel's so right to have you by my side
i never tought you would leave me in the night
Seeing you murder my life is not easy
knowing we went trought a lifetime
growing up so quick
theres no time to cry now
no time to say is over
we never looked clearly
as i realize is over
we never had a real emotion
no links
either hate or love
no compassion to defend each other
i wonder if that's how you feel Marcos...
Categories:
controled, song-lyricme, time, cry, life,
Form:
blood is thinker than water
that leaves me under the bridge
i as what is the matter
i don't mean any thing
gold is more presious blood
silver more solid then blood
all i want is your undieing love
with blessings sent from up above
the blood flows slow
glod will stay shiny and never grow bold
silver will tarnished but still can be shined
and never will get spiritually old
i am water would i not quench your thirst
i am woman wouldn't i come first
i don't want you to leave your blood
never in a day.. but water can be controled
and not let the flood take it away
you can go with your blood, i will find my own way
hoping to flow with a flood that wont stray
im not thicker then blood, of this i'm aware
knowing you leave me for your people and leave me scared
i could never compare, and at the drop of a dime you will me
so unaware,
blood is thicker then water, and water i choose to be
i will never flow slow, but flood with love and blessings
sent from up above...
I AM WATER...
Categories:
controled, girlfriend-boyfriendme, water, me, water,
Form:
Light Verse
There's no other love greater,
Than becoming a mother,
And if your life gets burned,
You'll scream at those concerned,
Especially when it was stolen again,
From people who had no write,
An x-husband can be a,
Very sick man,
When he gets a jealous girlfriend,
To help him undermine the x-wife,
To put together a plan,
A murderous sick plan,
To kill the children of the x-wife,
Not only are they nuts,
They have no type of guts,
For they hired people to do,
Their dirty deeds done cheap,
Everything that they did go through with,
Was heading them to jail,
Til a powerful group of people,
Ignored the laws of the land,
And proceeded with their plan,
These people did not know,
They were creating a very sick show,
Of judgement they had no write too,
Done out of a court of law,
Desputed by other people,
That backed up the x-husband,
They've shown really poor judgement,
And put themselves in the boiling pot with them,
For God in heaven never sleeps,
And yes his heart does weep,
For what has been done,
To a small little family,
Of innocenance that never did anything,
Has been trampled upon,
Like it doesn't matter,
For what they all have done,
The murderers run the streets,
And are holding onto the son,
The x-wife got her life shattered,
And to them the only matter,
Is a flimsy excuse,
About being controled out of love,
To be people involved in law,
And never do what's right,
By the child whose life they did take,
Sickens the x-wife and only makes her madder,
Rage is boiling inside,
That she can not hide,
Aganist all of the people,
In this unholy land.
Categories:
controled, death, dedication, depression, devotion,
Form:
Rhyme
Can you feel the pain.
That still remains.
I'm really plauged.
Like doctors revealing aids.
neal and wait.
while the government steels your fate.
look at your freedom get peeled away.
i feel for the children that havent had a meal n days.
kill the rage.
that builds the hate.
Like when your spiritual shield inflates; the ego.
now we know.
the founding fathers gave the natives mezels.
and its hard for a rich kid to reach close.
to the poor kid who can't concieve hope.
our integrity becomes the unwieved rope.
holding together the east coast...
while you eat toast.
your needs grow.
making us more evil.
like people controled by the eagle.
I'm leathal like upheavals that beat you.
I read through the bleak truth.
Feed to the oblique youth...
Categories:
controled, death, depression, fear, forgiveness,
Form:
Rhyme
There's no other love greater,
Than becoming a mother,
And if your life gets burned,
You'll scream at those concerned,
Especially when it was stolen again,
From people who had no write,
An x-husband can be a,
Very sick man,
When he gets a jealous girlfriend,
To help him undermine the x-wife,
To put together a plan,
A murderous sick plan,
To kill the children of the x-wife,
Not only are they nuts,
They have no type of guts,
For they hired people to do,
Their dirty deeds done cheap,
Everything that they did go through with,
Was heading them to jail,
Til a powerful group of people,
Ignored the laws of the land,
And proceeded with their plan,
These people did not know,
They were creating a very sick show,
Of judgement they had no write too,
Done out of a court of law,
Desputed by other people,
That backed up the x-husband,
They've shown really poor judgement,
And put themselves in the boiling pot with them,
For God in heaven never sleeps,
And yes his heart does weep,
For what has been done,
To a small little family,
Of innocenance that never did anything,
Has been trampled upon,
Like it doesn't matter,
For what they all have done,
The murderers run the streets,
And are holding onto the son,
The x-wife got her life shattered,
And to them the only matter,
Is a flimsy excuse,
About being controled out of love,
To be people involved in law,
And never do what's right,
By the child whose life they did take,
Sickens the x-wife and only makes her madder,
Rage is boiling inside,
That she can not hide,
Aganist all of the people,
In this unholy land.
Categories:
controled, death, dedication, depression, devotion,
Form:
Rhyme
Who am I?
Like a caterpiller becoming a moth
I transform and change and rearrange myself
to grow better, to become better, to know God more and more
yet there is this insanity, this madness, this lost of control in the process of giving more than all of your Heart and Mind and Soul to God along with all of your strength.
Letting everything hang on faith, on the unseen, on trust, on Love of God and Jesus and The Holy Ghost
It's maddening:
To deny yourself, to fight yourself, to let go of control of yourself to God
to feel as if everything is falling apart when it's actually falling into place
to allow yourself to suffer, to be in confrontaiton with the world, to be in confusion
going through the whole spectrum of emotions and remain self-disiplined and controled
letting go of the old to pick up the new
and all you can do is simply be patient and wait...
All you can do is learn through the experiences that you would never have gone down without God
without blaming God, without cursing God, without being angry with God over what we can't comprehend
So Who will I become?
Who is the future me going to be...
The closer to God I become, the more I learn of my flaws, of weaknesses, of myself
of all of the areas that I need to improve
where my ego meets humility
where my picture of who I am meets reality
and when you try your best and you fail
or when you don't give your best and you fail
you feel like hell inside
when you care and try and end up losing the battle
you feel like hell and weak and flawed
and that is the price of caring at times
the price of growing is handling your failures and mistakes
to keep going and never give up even when you feel like you are on the edge of an abyss
where you can easily slip and throw everything away
into the starless black pit where there is only regret
So, I raise my glass to the future man I'm going to become
and hope for the best that he made it along
Home with God and Home with Self
Where his insanity is replaced with echoing song...
Categories:
controled, bible, god, introspection,
Form:
Prose Poetry
All Mixed up.
All mixed up
Screaming…without making a sound.
Wanting to pull all my hair out.
Meditation does not ease the pain.
Too much frustration is flying inside my brain.
Insanity is where I want to be.
It’s hard to keep a controled mined under these frightening things.
Categories:
controled, confusion
Form:
Heroic Couplet