Best Easy Poems
I wish to return to beauty
instead of the mundane
To marvel at rainbows
glistening in the rain
To feel melancholy
Life’s mysteries to explain
Choo Choo engine progress
days chugging like a train
The mysteries of oceans
far deeper than my pain
Why do I live carelessly
while others have to strain
I was born out of love
yet love is hard to maintain
My spirit begs me to listen
why do I yield to my brain
Yet desire keeps growing
I pray it will not wane
Life’s a horse to be ridden
I’ll cling tightly to its mane!
In the dim-lit alley of the soul's bazaar,
Were jazz and jive spill from ajar,
We tap our feet, snap fingers, under stars,
And speak in verses, raw and without pause.
The city breathes, a living, pulsing beat,
Its heart a drum, its voice a saxophone,
We weave through streets, our words a rhythmic feat,
In its sync with life yet distinctly our own.
We are scribes of midnight's whispered tales,
Our ink, the dreams that dance in smokey air,
Each line is a track on which our spirit sails,
A journey deep, beyond the skin, we dare.
So let us write, with passion as our guide,
Some beat poems, where truths cannot slide.
Then we'll take a carpet ride,
Sail across space standing side by side.
How long will it take for you to see
Life is just an illusion, it’s gonna pass eventually
The flesh is just a lie
Eventually you’re gonna die
But your soul will live on
Rejoice in this don’t mourn
God made you to die
It’s why you were born
Last night GOD spoke to me
Your pain will end soon, so brother don’t worry
This world will soon pass
None of this is gonna last
But the word of GOD will live on
From the dusk till the dawn, on, on and on
He said pity the living, not the dead
I replied back to him
I meant no disrespect and this is what I said
Imma hold my head high and do my part until the end
So make this life easy
This life is just a lie
Soon you’re gonna die
So why you killin him for
He’s just another brother, another lost soul
Just make this life easy
Just make this life easy
Just make this life easy
Just make this life easy
Sister and brothers on streets
Instead of helping them get on their feats
We’re worrying about ourselves
It’s an endless cycle
man’s just looking out for himself
It seems clear to me
That nobody is free
Rich, white, black or poor you’re all the same to me
Trapped in a prison ruled by money
Don’t you think it’s funny
Endless numbers and papers rules us
We’ll never be happy
It’s not a mystery
The world is falling apart
I want it to end already, when will it start
Until then I guess I’m going to do my part
So while you’re here just make this life easy
So make this life easy
This life is just a lie
Soon you’re gonna die
So why you killin him for
He’s just another brother, another lost soul
Just make this life easy
Just make this life easy
Just make this life easy
Just make this life easy
This poem is inspired by Tupac's Life Goes On.
FOR MEN ONLY #2Contest
Yee Haaaa--- a Contest made for me
I'm a man and should write free
With no woman to tell me what
To bend my ear and bust my nut
To nag at me, noon and night
For me to get this poem right
To correct the words that I can't spell
In this grammatical living hell
"Change that word and it won't mean that
Don't say pussy when you mean cat"
But now this contest has set me free
So, I can write more liberally
And pen this in my own rendition
That's of course dear, with your permission
you think it's easy
maybe your heart
doesn't bruise as quickly
maybe your mind
is a bastion of confidence
thick skinned indifference
maybe it's easier for you
could be true
As for me? Well…
I like to stay clear
"once bitten"....20 times as shy
the reason why?
it's not so easy for me
this survival thing, you see
takes a lot of hard work
and my heart is replete
with burdens and cares
my gut wrenched poetic wares
only incite unfeeling stares
the reader unaware
apathetic animosity
guised in hilarity
isn't for me...
No, it's not as easy for me
to pretend I don't care
when my soul I bare
so I don't dare
let anyone come back round
who has ground me into the ground
once before
well….not now
not anymore
it's not as easy for me
so just.....
just please….let it be.
Eileen Manassian
This is a message to children who lack sincerity in school. Hard work always gives easy success. Whatever hardwork we do during our school days, decides our future for entire life. Its not only about studies but the sincerity which is developed along with it.
This is a story of two brothers.
Who lived together forever.
Both enjoyed the dignity of a patrician.
Well bred with values and tradition.
Sharp contrast of a Strategician and a tactician.
JUXTAPOSITION OF HARDWORK DURING SCHOOL DAYS
Given his druthers, Veerang would skip studies,
Would escape to play snooker and pool with buddies.
A boaster, prodigal spender and his pathological lies.
Hard work during childhood is just about studies, he didn’t realize.
Krishnang, sincere and studious, positive and jovial.
Help to mom, a great company to sisters, extremely capable.
Topper in school, loved by all, he was just so amiable.
Yes, both grew together.
One believed in hard work, another preferred leisure.
JUXTAPOSITION OF HARDWORK DURING ADULT HOOD
With freedom comes responsibility.
It’s not only about us but our family’s and parent’s dignity.
Hard work during childhood decides our ability.
Yes, our capabilities and the possibilities
In a way our acceptability and applicability.
Krishnang, goes for holidaying across nations.
Veerang is still striving to boil the ocean
What an irony, hardwork now is a compulsion.
JUXTAPOSITION POETRY CONTEST
Sponsored by: Silent One
Date: 21st Nov; 2020
You have grown to be such a man
yet, I cannot help but see the boy in you
you are my Son, who wears many uniforms
as your father, I cannot help but be Proud,
I see you march in the Orange and Black
your new horn, the one you have polished to a glow
every step you take, Orchestrated to perfection
with every note played, My pride, Crescendo
Then, you have worked hard, and Matured
a letter arrives, Office of the Governor, the Man himself
an invitation, Ambassadorship, a Musical one
Travel Europe, Summer next, Seven Countries
A Father, busting with pride, Why? I'll tell you!
Because, " Your Easy to be Proud of"
Yet as proud as I am, there is this other Uniform
the one you wear with Honor, Duty, Love of Country
the one with Medals, Braids and Epaulets
the one with a special pin, a hometown pin
Five Stars Golden, enveloped by Black and Orange
Tenne' a Chevron, a Chief, a Ring of Life
of the First Argent, A Scroll in Black
an inscription, " Classis Adhaereo Adstringo"
A Motto, In Latin, ascribed by the Navy
for Five hometown boys Lost in War
of how they lived and died " We Stick Together"
Albert,Francis,George,Joseph and Madison Sullivan
In that Uniform, I see the Man, not the boy
I cannot help but be caught, in solemn thought
This Man, with Anapolis in sight and mind
on this, the Eve of the 9/11 tragedy and War
That solemn thought reverts to Sacrifice
the Sullivan's sacrificed,9/11 over 3000 sacrificed
all did so,willingly or not, for Country, for God
I think you have foreseen Your Destiny, Your own
Josh, whatever Uniform you decide to wear,
whatever path, you may choose to walk
I'll always Love you, Be there for and with you
and be So Very Proud of You, Why? Because!
You're Easy to be Proud of!
With all my Love.....Dad
Copyright 2011 Richard Pickett
ITS NOT EASY BEING GREEN
Green has much responsibility.
Green is everywhere!
A touch of blue, a dash of yellow
it sings of vitality
and rebirth.
Symbolic of spring, green brings
balance and the renewal of nature.
It walks a tightrope of positives
green thumbs, green lights
greener pastures, emeralds
and negatives
green around the gills
envy and greed, aliens.
It’s not easy being green!
"Poetry The Big Easy"
Poetry
the Big Easy
going down
on thoughts
Where are
the real
Strawberry Kisses
Silver Spoons
daily tasting their
game of Twister?
Where is the
LIFE
coursing like
sex through the
veins
pumping Love
out onto a
single
neverending
line on a page?
The world’s
your stage
Sapiosexual
sitting
behind your
screen -
What one
wants
in the morning
is to be
woken with
touch
to
be seen
Not to slip
through the
caressing
arms of
an unseen
body of work
Your portfolio of life
like an
old coat hung
on a hook
Outside of
boundaries
No mere book
"The Chronological
Order of Lost Time
and Lost Lovers"
Where is the Poetry
Rain on Skin
Physical
Tasted
Tangible
Skinny dipping
in your
Blue Oceans
Addicted to
Sapiosexual
A smile seen
forming slowly
for real
says,
TRUTH
is
Touch
of Skin
Real
Tactile
Winning
like
a scene from
Scorsese
amplified
Poetry
The Big Easy
Flights depart
at ...
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
"Easier" / Masonair
https://youtu.be/Ja9IUKElT5w
"Month Through" / XavieRinato
https://youtu.be/ZJ65vWmHDRU
"UFO" - Mallrat
https://youtu.be/KseMumZEZ0w
Lyrics:
https://genius.com/Mallrat-ufo-lyrics
1. "Easier" / Mansionair - Lyrics
https://genius.com/Mansionair-easier-annotated
2. "Read" / XavieRinato
https://youtu.be/0g3_GkNDyd4
3. "Month Through" / XavieRinato
https://youtu.be/ZJ65vWmHDRU
How quickly
We fall prey to love
Devoured whole by the need to be needed
No matter how long or high or thick the walls
No matter the time spent in isolation building them, formidable
They crumble to dust with but a whisper of hope
Of love and the needs attached
At its mercy
Forever.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Contest Number 505 Any Form Or None" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
She knew they
were easy marks midst
her beguiling cunning
had it in spades,
they thought they had
the better hand,
stacked the deck in their wager,
til she bet them all
under the round table
with token trick
aces up her skirt,
they didn't realize
she had already gambled
her jacked-up savings,
this was merely a player's
penalty game of suits,
she'd never get beaten
nor shuffled again,
pocketed kill in dealer's turn of a card,
outmaneuvered the joker's clubs
broke the bank's seven-card studs
trumped the king,
walked away the Queen
decked out in diamonds
If loving you were easy
I'd love you like I should.
I've opened up my heart to you
and tried as best I could.
I don't expect reassurance.
I know some think I'm cold.
I needed your love when I was young.
But now I'm just too old.
I've lived without your guidance.
I've lived without your hugs.
I'm sure you don't remember
a time without your drugs.
You chose the life you're living.
I wished you all the best.
Now it's time to say goodbye
and lay this thing to rest.
If loving you were easy,
I'd love you like I should.
I've opened up my heart to you
and tried as best I could.
She was easy
Easy going, easy to please and easy on the eyes
He pursued what was hard
Hard to attain, hard to read, and hardly ever pleased
Still, she loved him, fiercely
Possibly even more so, because he was hard
When loves becomes e-z the world will B a better place
holdin you will B more often N kissin U will have a better taste
spendin time will not be spent but it will B remembered
When loves becomes e-z the doubts U have U wont remember
N When loves becomes e-z we will walk hand and hand with our enemies
when greed becomes powerless we will sail back from overseas
When loves becomes e-z it will B e-z 2 love,
sympathy will have a name N it's name will B love
When loves becomes e-z we will finally let our guard down
when i find love U'll B safe when i'm around
i could love 4ever and hate just once,
and that hate will back fire on me like a broken gun
hate is so e-z and love is so hard,
we love to hate the devil and fear to love God....
if we could love jus 2 love, my love will be everlasting
it will be bullet proof instead of plastic
When loves becomes e-z i will love like the 1st
mayB my mind will unfold, mayB this bubble will brust
it's better not to love at all then to love and lost
because trying to gain that love back is a debtly cost
and when loves becomes e-z a smile will become a gift
5 fingerz will become a hand N that hand will become a lift
When loves becomes e-z the most meaningful word will B friend
and When loves becomes e-z i will love you again
9/18/06
“ It ain’t easy being green.”
Kermit The Frog
It ain’t Easy Being Yellow
I push through concrete
You can’t keep a good dandelion down
Don’t confuse me with a happy face
Yellow sometimes hides a frown
You can find me in the city
Yes, in the country as well
Forget pushing up daisies
There are stories I must tell
It’s not easy finding cracks
But it’s the sunshine that I seek
Dandelions are tenacious
Even if you think we’re weak
Yep, I push through concrete
You can’t keep a good dandelion down
Don’t confuse me with a happy face
Yellow sometimes hides a frown
On a grey and lonely road
I’m the only colour you might see
I’m the embodiment of purpose
Take time to look at me
Don’t confuse me with some weed
Other flowers aren’t as strong
Beautiful filled with purpose
Above the concrete I belong
A parking lot at Walmart
Or some deserted highway
I push my way through concrete
It seems I’m made that way
Let me float above the road
As my yellow turns to white
Yes this is my happy face
Amidst this world I find delight.