Best Controling Poems
When I see him I just want to be real with him and finally act on some of these images that I
been thinking. He makes me want to do things that i've never done. I want him so bad that my
body aches. Such desires. Such wanting. Such hate. Hating that I can't act on my feelings. I
have only a certain amount of control and i'm about to break loose. What am I to do desire is
controling my every move. desire.
Categories:
controling, life, love,
Form:
I always had Angie Under My Thumb,
one day I heard her honking her car horn.
What had she just done with her anger,
my candy apple red vette she did Paint It Black.
She was yelling back at me,
You Can't Always Get What You Want.
Now I will Tumblin Dice for release,
my new car is a big mess.
Her blue Mustang car playing The Rolling Stones,
a car of Wild Horses sped off in a flash.
No more Honky Tonk Women for me,
guess I will go back to my old friend Ruby Tuesday.
Categories:
controling, girlfriend, life, love hurts,
Form:
Free verse
Look for this tragic dilemma:
either people have reached the real powers
and handled the weal of engine
or government done the same
wiped people completely out
from ruling, managing and controling.
Either nation harnessed rulers
through election, freedoms
and other democratic institutions and values,
either rulers slipped away again and again
from common monitoring,
hooked heavily country by its gills.
At first scenario your fate going gradually
for recovering and prosperity
maybe slowly, after some disasters and calamities,
discherishes and dishonesties
under the guide by community,
but never lost hopes
the people who harnessed powers.
In the second case
when government bodies
took powers on theirs hand
the unhappy country and people
drifted slowly and implacable
for the stagnation and dying
through killing freedoms and justice
in police, mass-media, election,
eventually fatally
all structure descended to repressions.
unjustice, wars, starvation, deficient
and multiple lacks and problems
so familiar for Soviet empire
in its 7O year biography:
theirs birth, increasing,
pride, glory
and total worthlessness
and bankruptcy.
Our world has kept many other tragic examples
of enfoldment the worthiest scenarios
Look for the North Korean regime
or what happened with Cuba
under the life-long ruling of brave Fidel Castro,
honestly say two thirdth of all nation and countries
can not to learn this art
for their government firmly harnessing.
They appointment person, presidents and prime-ministers
slip away from common control
leading with their atavistic desires are sordid and sinister.
God bless USA and West as whole
to be a good teachers for this world
that is the best advice that I told
for the mine and next generations
who don’t want sacrifice their precious lives
for the bad and cruel guiding at all.
Categories:
controling, political,
Form:
Verse
Shadow's of slaves
Capital cities are so,
Populated,
People moving,
Up and down,
Left and right,
Wondering around like ants,
Working like it do,
Or die,
Always busy doing something,
Seen and unseen,
Some are in the high castle,
Some are in the glass house,
Some are in a square room,
Just like a prisoner,
Some are on the corners of
The streets,
Everyone working day by day,
Night by night,
All sicking for satisfaction,
Material satisfaction is all,
They long for,
Spiritually they are dead,
Living with less love,
Hunting for money all the time,
Few men are the masters
Of the cycle city life,
They toil less,
They are on the hills,
Of power,
Controling every events,
In the city,
The movement of the people,
Is their business,
On every coners,
Their marks are seen,
Their rules,
Remain the final,
Do otherwise or,
End in 4square,
Just like,
The master and the slave,
In every walls of the cities,
I can hear shadows speaking,
Of a grief they bear,
Oh! The walls are,
a prove to this truth,
The sands on the grounds,
In the third world contries,
And all over the globe,
Can testify to the brutalities,
Cos! The ground has swallowed,
Too many innocent soul,
Of the war from the top,
The men on the hills of power,
In Africa,probably all over, the g....e,
No chains around the body,
Of the people,
Yet they are not free,
No wipe on their back,
Yet they feel a pain,
How can we make the world
A better place,
When the true nature of life
Is turn to a game,
The game of the fitess,
Freedom is never earn,
But now we always,
Fight for freedoom,
Sicking help from the bosses,
Known but unseen,
Like a modern slave,
In a modern world,
On every walls,
And coners of the cities,
Is ovious that the shadows,
Shown are like,
Shadow's of slaves
Categories:
controling, africa,
Form:
Epic
My times shorter than a Butterflies Lifespan
I sold them quarters at a time and I tried them
Chased them down with Vitamens
Never bowed down to an idol
Oh I don't forget on the coffee table is a Bible
Have you ever seen a demon the size of a Dinasaour
Well I cut em down when i slice the sword
Sleep with my Sheild of Faith on
When I'm angry hatas stay the F@#k out of my way
I'm ready to blow em up like Blum at the quarry
Don't you think i have been nice too
Well i will flip the switch if they entice me
And even though I don't like fighting i will at the drop of a hat
I'm begging for a mofo to knock some sense into me
A Seashell comes with these three
JMC, Well I'll take em to AMD
Give em some treatment they been needing
Oh wait this ain't the season
I perfer them to have bigger demons
Well I'll feed them like I feed the phienes then
To me it ain't nothing to my inconveience
Well I switch up, I'm endebted to her and I will pay it in flesh or blood
I'm bringing greenbacks back it don't matter
Theres a rock sitting here in my sling shot
And you know I ain;t ashamed to say Gods my rock
NO! I'm not at all hesitating
My mind is strong, I'm pulling chrome
Coming home and coming
Dice these ho's up take em over the scales and sell em as shredder feed
Oh! these boys gonna feel the shrapnel coming from my Bombshell
I go behind enemy lines and i sneak up behind them
And i would love to go to war with him over here the forest is lovely
But now you see I'm being calm i'm controling my anger
Categories:
controling, 10th grade, tribute,
Form:
Rhyme
WHAT MAKES IT
What makes it so perfect
that every one deserves it
what makes it so evil
that it ends in pain
what makes it so arogent
that it deprives other people
what makes it so manipulative
that people keep wanting it.
I mean MARRIAGE
What makes it so normal
that it is legalised
what makes it controling
that two will be made one
what makes it so scary
that you can not do it alone
only God knows what
Categories:
controling, confusion,
Form:
Friends may come and go
Many stay around for years,
They become just like family
Without them seems life disappears.
Things go smooth and great
Can't wait for the next chat,
Laughter and tear's you share
Thinking how sweet is that.
Then as quickly as it started
Things begin to change,
Lies and fighting non-stop
New plans you quickly arrange.
Wanting it all as it once was
Inside know its really ment to be,
But no compromise in the future
Agree to just set each free.
The days after are lonely
A perfect friendship has died,
One is quilty of being to controling,
The other because they have lied.
Accusing and pointing a finger
Saying the other is to blame,
Knowing its just not true
For your both equal in shame.
Time and time again it is
You both agree to again try,
The same arguements occur
Its just different days go by.
So, how doe's one know
If they should simply stay,
Or if there is no real solution
But, turn and just walk away.
Categories:
controling, friendship, loss, love,
Form:
Rhyme
There are times.... when great forces can collide...
There are points and sometimes need... for reason to hide.
feelings so strong, almost impossible to withstand.
a controling power..with an upper backhand .
The bounce is what happens "afterward"
Its the bottom..just after "impact"
There are times...when great forces...can work ..harmoniusly
the blend of violins and trumpets
a warm wave and a cool night breeze ...
The bounce is .....looking up ........on your way... back up...
The "need" to be... to be back up...the dream of goodness...
The bounce is......
RJMJR2014
Categories:
controling, hope,
Form:
Lyric
Silent when I walk, non violent when i talk.
I'll never be a tyrant its not within my thoughts.
Part of the clientel that bought into their shhh.
A consumer consumed by products I pick.
I'm flickin a switch, hitting it quick cos I'm sensing a technical glitch in the prossess controling my pitch and tone.
Sometimes it feels like I'm alone and I dare not speak. For fear of ridicule from the people I reach for.
We just molecules people, I wish I could teach more. I only know what I know and I try to learn more.
They say its a blessing but it feels like a chore.
Lyrical gangsters keep shutting the door. They show me the way and then beat me to the floor.
Show me a little dance cos that's what its for. Keeping us docile while they continue with war.
Categories:
controling, depression, philosophy, war, me,
Form:
Lyric
We will conquer the moon
And force the people to walk on water
We are all powerful
Revolutionary
And dangerous
Unglued from the state's cultural apparatus of
Dead end institutions nightmare entertainment
Hollow arts media monsters masters of power
Politics hoarding controling manipulating the
Entire informational flow subtly twisting the very
Ways in which we move and perceive in reality
Screaming in silence for far to many eons
We have discovered the power of our voice
And the radiant music that opens up the door
To pure being
The celebration of total individuality
We will not revolt
This is not a rebellion
This is a divorce
A final you
This is an open invitation
The ultimate party
An utter let go of all hangups
A shedding of the garbage cultures skin
A dance on the edge of a rainbow
This is the impossible birth of something NEW
Categories:
controling, america, celebration, confusion, freedom,
Form:
Free verse
There was a hush that resounded
loud and still high in the trees,
stretched along the graying sky abounded
just above the flow of canopies;
a rush of wind racing
followed by rain deluge flowi
and the earth cleansing and erasing
the mark of man below.
We build and restucture the land
fooled by our controling minds
determined to make our mighty stand
but it is in the world at large we find
nature rules with greater commands.
Categories:
controling, analogy, men, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
one *****
entering the womb of a women
his sperm her eggs
equals the life of a child
drugs and achol controling his image
damage
arguments of fierce blood sheed
words that hang within sucuide
lost hope
she leaves
gone
one blink
custody battles
child support that you didn't pay
jailtime, but no thoughts of his sperm
childish he runs the street
hiting and abusing women
years later after he give up his rights, he visions me
asking, longing to see my face
lies and un answered questions confusing me
no smile
just the hatrid of this man
Categories:
controling, longing, drug,
Form:
There they sit on their Throne and their husbands
have girlfiends, because they can't control by
well direction of close to Intercourse PA they
are like well the price of Gold, and it cost
to well get home and children in the best
well, the children is the only reason they
control and the Laws in USA a man well
loses his childens love if mother isn't
controling everythink the snake in paradise
voice is red and wind a purple essence and
pear is on the tree and EVA won't share and
their is green grass on the mountain where
tell men stand and the eagle fly's and the
children our up set because of war, in
IRAQ, President Bush is in office, and
and a man well again won election in
America I quess she would like to get
a divorce in office and then divorce
children and world and remarried
but of course she won't won no matter
what. give it away no price for me. They
will feed you to worms people
Categories:
controling, children,
Form:
Acrostic
Im never coming back
smart ,creative,generous you are ,
but theres more to you than that
your insecure ,angry and drink to much
I needed your love ,but you didnt know how to give it
I wanted you more than anything ,but you werent feeling it
I loved you ,and it showed... but your eyes were closed
you didnt see me so i dissapeared ,so now your eyes have come to be open
and your wondering where i am
but im gone
and im never coming back
_______________________________________________________________________________.....
Why did i go back
why did i go back to you ,cause everythings the same
as always... u lured me in with your charm, just till im willing to stay
then u trap me and hold me in place and mistreat me just the same,
you appear charming and sweet but underneith your cruel and controling
on the inside i say all the things to you i dont have the courage to say
and on the inside i hate how i love u more each day
i hate how im conflicted between the lines of love and hate
and i hate how i cant seem to stay away
so i sit here in the mist of your bull*****once again
and wonder ...why did i go back
Categories:
controling, angst, confusion, depression, girlfriend-boyfriend,
Form:
Free verse
Enter the holy city. The light upon the hill. Live faith. Reject pity. Eat no more than your fill. Learn from the misunderstood. Teach those, by words and deed. Holding to that which is good. Or rejecting good replaced by evil seed. The temptress. Lithia, the controling demon, now outcast. Roams to decieve, then molest. Tell me Lithia, are you rolling? Do you think it will last? Battle worn, now may I rest? Hair so light, ever shining. Lithia flows like a stream. Her eyes so bright. No silver lining. Tell me are you just a dream. Laugh like a jester. Steal my heart like a thief. A boil now to fester. Real, my heart ripped out by your teeth. Lithia, how you possess me? You enter my every thought.Lithia, why molest me? I, your beast of burdon. I have been bought. Bought and sold by Lithia.
Categories:
controling, confusionheart, heart, me,
Form:
Verse