Best Even Out Poems
The kids at play appear distracted,
Remote control is used to aim
As they engage in stellar warfare
They’re concentrating on their game.
My wife and I talk in a whisper
There’s adult business to discuss
Not meant for ears of little children;
We raise no voices, make no fuss.
Out of the blue they interrupt us.
They have picked up all that we said!
Their sense of hearing is amazing;
We should use code or signs instead.
How come their ears are sharp and active
When they are even out of range,
Then when we want their full attention
They become deaf. Isn’t it strange!
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Contest: Funny Kids Poem Contest
Sponsor: Team PoetrySoup
Placed 2nd
Introduction: Don’t you quit no matter how hard it is, no matter how much you struggle.
This is called life; this is the test, with its twists and turns. Make the best out if it.
We just have to believe in Almighty’s light, His saving grace and follow the Grande hope
up to the end of the tunnel, until the end of our lives.
When time gets tough, days seem long
As sometimes it does, you feel the song,
When heroes depart, hearts sink below
And most of us smile, as we feel them glow,
When past calls back to remind us of them
Some tears fall down, even out of gem.
When life gets rough, through those tough times
Just don’t give up, on hope we survive,
We wonder how everything’s still here
That’s when we believe, we have Him to share,
Faith is that bird, which reminds us at night
By singing its songs, that calls us to light
Confusions arise, when fear overcomes
Happiness glow dim, as trusts come undone,
Hearts and rules are made to be broken
In order to improve those that’s unspoken,
Some may confound the truth with the lies
That’s why He gave, us these two eyes.
You make your own choice with the dreams you shelter
That seems way uphill, just makes you stronger,
If you fall thousand times, you don’t quit the tour
You succeed one time and you reach your goal,
To some it seems hard, to you it’s the art
Some may just quit but you try and try, till the new start.
Glass, a lid
Slipping, a curtain of purest water
Drop
Now fainting, waking and beating
Closer growing, armoury for an apparition
Dreaming of wings, but oh,
But oh
Trail, paper
Walls are covered and so I cover
Following observant
Back in archives of interwar
My sister stood, my shadow
Overbearing and eating me
Beating with a pulse
The cave is a womb
Rounded as a core
Living reaching further back
Eat
The mud and Eden
Slowly ice white
Breathing, you can see
The clingfilm
Growing like a bulb
A world of atoms
Crushed
Oh Daffodil,
The sun is shining under smog light
And over the echo we...
Interwar
How I have my reservations
That we are ever even out
And face to face
A solid
Cold
Brick wall
And I call you
Bonn and you call me
Dead Berlin
A gathering of
Correspondence
A scattering of
Dirty nothings.
You shattered my world
I was a sweet innocent girl
Thought my future was solid gold
Then you flushed my heart bitter cold
Went from a flow chart to a volcanic eruption
Minutes, days, weeks, it'll eventually even out.
One mans laziness caused another mans corruption
When foundation crumbles
You constantly stumble
Balancing on floating ice
Pray for a solid double on those dice
Teased a lot by a half roll,
There's just so much I can't control
There's nothing more powerful than not being scared
Skepticism I've grown close to, a friendship hard to bear
Think of a million possibilities with each choice
There's always going to be that internal voice
Why make it so hard?
One mans laziness is another mans corruption
That someone else will take care of me,
I'll never jump to that assumption
Gets harder and harder,
Then easier and easier
Harder and harder
Then easier and easier
All that matters is how I spend my time now
What I do now will help my future somehow
Where will I be in five years?
Have no idea
Asked me that a lot when I was younger,
Always had an answer
But back then
I was just a kid
Love, what's love your asked?
You lectured so many times
I'll put it on repeat along side a laugh track
Love is opposite you
It's opposite everything you do
Trying to deal with real love
That's truly far and above
Anything you can comprehend.
You taught me the greatest in life
Concentrate on the good,
Keep your head up with pride
Conquer the madness by ignoring it
Do positive things to destroy it
Round and round I go
through a vicious circle of life,
round and round it goes,
cutting me like a knife.
Never growing or moving on,
always staying the same,
frantically searching
for someplace to hide the blame.
Trapped down deeply inside me
lives a lifetime of pain,
wrapped up tightly
by a towering wall of shame.
You won't ever see me
when I start to bleed,
because a long time ago
I was forced to hide that need.
It was way back then
someone first planted the seed,
and as years passed
its vines consume me like a weed.
You may hear me cry
sometimes perhaps even out loud,
but still the truths are shrouded
by deep and darkened clouds.
At times I may try to reach out
for a hand among the crowd,
but my feelings overwhelm me
and I feel that I'm not allowed.
Someday I may have an awakening
when even my soul will rebel,
and I can begin to fight
and break through this hardened shell.
For now I'm only able to survive
and with each moment I can tell,
if I get to live or die
and awake from this living hell.
Round and round I go
through the vicious circle of life
round and round it goes,
still cutting me like a knife.
Are you even out there
Or is this another religious term
Cause how am I suppose to
knowingly wait
If your not even confirmed
The perfect man, like a treasure
concealed
But can't your hurry already and be
revealed
It's hard when God made every
male with so much appeal
It really is Gods fault
He made me a woman
Making me wait for my own song of
Solomon
But now I'm solemn, and
This waiting takes too long
Searching for Mr. right
In a world of Mr. wrongs
What will it hurt if I give myself
away
Nothing physical of course, just
flirtatious play
Hormonal needs that I must attend
to
But don't worry my love I'm still
waiting for you
I hear scripture say
Do not awake love before its time
Ha, Solomen get with the times
In this world I must work to get was
is rightfully mine
So if I want love, it'll be my job to
find
it.
But don't worry future husband I'm
to smart to settle
Even If I pass around my blossomed
heart, you'll still have one petal.
Of course it might be crumbled
from the last chosen vessel.
But Gods is a god of renewel and
reassemble
So its all good
I know its not the destiny I need to
choose
But its hard hanging around friends
who do nothing but pursue
Relationship flings that they fling
themselves to
Yet still have a happily ever after
come true
While I sit around waiting like a
lose-r
Trust me okay, I understand the
stake
But if I give my heart to God who
knows how long it'll take
It's not a reluctant, eye rolling
choice to make
But one of determination I must
partake
So I'll wait, for your sake
Your worth the wait, I tell myself
Until the time is right, I'll be
readying myself.
Spending time with the One who
knows me better them myself.
Only then will He bring someone I
can love as myself
And like my Savior I know you'll be
Confirmed by my heart with every
prophecy
So that when I see
The mirrored reflection of your life
It'll remind me of the passion that I
Have for my Christ
Give me patience oh God
For I'm still learning
Though my flesh rebels
I'm still yearning
Don't give up on me my prince
Though emotions are burning
Waiting i'll be
for the only one who is worthy
I was sleeping and dreaming, silently screaming, while violently weeping And mildly feeling that I was honestly grieving I was quitely greeting my anxiety's breathing It was wildy eating at who I was... I could see through the mirrior he was frustrated Feeling devestated, felt isolated, feeled truly aggravated Did I mention the love and hatred upon his eyes Or even the soul teared through a genocide A gemini inside, but set aside he felt terrified But through the lies disguised in your mind He was ultimately petrified...It was you that was scarier then ever, even his barrier Now I'm flying high like a harrier, with you i'm more marrier Was it scary cause of your terror, or your character? See I truly miss you miss, you're a beautiful beautious Broken and brutal, but with you I see what beauty is I love it, cause you're so humorous, is it obvious? I'm operating this auto race Just for you, I'd be dominating...I'd be going pedal to the metal, just till it's settled I just want to win a medal, I'm feeling kind of dreadful I've even beaten my only devil, going crazy, am I mental? Nah, it's where I extract scratched tangets and you stare vast in past pamphlets And you have no answers for your last math's classes, within exams I see you vanishing You close your eyes and drift in planets'n'canvases, and you crash in crafted canyons That clash with granite and imagitive paniced bandits with a habit that granted An attached handprint that reflected my poetic languages They call us anguished animals, but I pass on my damages, on through these messages See I may look different with my clothes that are charred and almost carved off I'm scorching like dark hearts, and warped like barked bronze Can you see I was meant for journalling? I'll be discerning them, as they see me surfacing I'll just be surging in, and it's you that i'd prefer to bring even out of all these earth-a-lings I hope it's permenant, you showed me what my purpose is, I needed the encouragement It was a form of your subtle perfectness, is it courteous that you bring me nervousness? Right now, you got me prouder then, all my extended ends, it's pride from you that i'm conjuring in.... Your loves got me flying high in your turbulence, it's a superb inherent gift, I don't think I could picture it, It has me feeling one with the churches and all my burning urges end...
I'm nowhere near what I used to be
But somehow, I feel set free.
I'm no longer a lifeless puppet
Strung along like little miss muppet.
You stole a peice of me I'll never get back,
Another notch on your belt,
a real class act.
I try to forgive, so I can find peace.
It seems impossible, I'm still angry.
You're in control
even out of my life,
I feel less than whole...
That's what you want, right?
Just call me Pinocchio,
Whittled to your perfection.
Dreaming a new life,
in this world filled with hell,
Stuck in the present.
March 12, 2016
I don't know why I don't show my feelings
Sometimes i wonder if i have them anymore
Or am i just trying to even out the score
People treated me like nothing for so long
I am just trying to show them how it feels
To be broken for so long but still be afraid to admit it
To tell your self to suck it up because no one will ever get it
To cry behind close doors because if you did it in public you would be called weak
To be so terrified of people
So you skip school for weeks
Because you felt like you had no friends or no who could relate
So you shove pills down your throat because you had no more faith
Then to hold you wrist up and slice
but the pain you feel could not be refilled by a knife
To just give up on life
But worst of all to not have a clue about what you going through
To just think your crazy or different
To not know your suffering from depression
Then it turns in to aggression
And you get mad at the people around you
Because you felt like they are the ones that cause it
maybe they could of did a little bit more
cared or pay a little bit more attention
instead of thinking i was just being a normal teen
Thinking that you were just skipping school drinking alcohol and smoking weed
To not actually ask question just make up assumptions
To be crying and begging for help
and still remain help less
And that would be the best punishment of all
To match their pain with your
But you should never let you pride be to big and shallow to ask for help
But when reality hit when i when to the mental hospital and realized that i wasn't the only one going through thiis
That people could relate
And that it wasn't health to be filled with so much hate
So i changed my mind state
And learned to forgive
And when people saw me start to change i was forgiven
But i was stuck with one decision
Should i hold on to the past or forget and keep on living
Because the only thing worst that dying is realizing that you haven't lived
And i finally made my decision ... I wanted to live
Let the spotlight shine
And let the music out
Don't waste no time
I need to dance about
Singer in the spotlight
Giving his songs away
Makin' life feel just right
At least just for today
Float me off from here
I need to see the sunlight
Maybe I'm not clear
I need to get my head right
Help me out this time
Play my favorite song
Even out of time
You can't get it wrong
Singer in the spotlight
A million miles away
Makin' life feel just right
Can I hear him play
That's the very one
I can float away
Even when it's done
Another one should play
Don't take that bow
Don't go away
Do you have to leave now
We all want to play
Singer in the spotlight
Let us hear you play
Makin' life feel just right
Oh please won't you stay
The show goes down the road
May be back one day
Pay the bills I owed
Put some cash away
And when they come back 'round
Well you never can say
If my money's sound
Could be on my way
Singer in the spotlight
With his band at play
Makin' life feel just right
Never go away
I made some Banana Bread today.
The scent of the half-baked loaf wafter through this house –
And even out the windows to fill the neighborhood.
On this warm and sunny fall day –
The transitioning of war to chilly and
Change is working in every color of every leaf
In every vein and in ever tip
Just like those bananas changed.
And you know what is funny about bananas
Is
They give you every last chance to eat them
Each day their composition transitioning
Until one day
You go to eat that banana
And its too mushy and soft to eat – even though it’s at its sweetest
Then you realize there's three other bananas
Attached to the one you were going to eat
And somehow that banana becomes so much more than
One banana
Changing its color
Its scent
Its taste
Its essence
Until the scent is roaming the neighborhood
Flooding into other’s lives who have
Opened their windows today too
Why does anyone make banana bread -
I made some banana bread today.
Everyday,
Im going to constantly bug you
with beautiful aggressive sarcasm
that it will cause your words
to catch fire,
even before the match
is even out the box.
Then I will dismantle your words
and display them like a trophy
on my mantel for all your friends
to come and see at your expense.
She gets up every morning - to get her husband off to work.
Once a kind and caring man - now such a hideous JERK!
She makes his breakfast, gets his coffee, and even makes him a lunch.
When he's finally out the door for the day - she grabs herself something to munch.
Taking care of the children, running errands, and the never ending chores.
Whatever happened to all the fun times - she used to have before?
She had dreams once too - oh - so long ago.
An awesome career, a college education - her knowledge on others to bestow!
She used to chat and gossip with many a friend.
Will she ever find the time to do this again?
Hubby's on the way home - dinner now to make.
She'd give pretty much anything - for a swim in the lake!
Sometimes all this stuff - she doesn't really seem to mind.
But here lately she definitely has - many an axe to grind!
If only he'd appreciate her - like he did before.
Maybe she'd quit trying to find ways - to even out the score!
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I lay in my bed
Paralyzed from my
Head to my Leg
Blind for over two year's
While these feelings'
Were stagnant
They laid in my head
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While laying there
I had plenty time to think
I would just sit there
Waiting for a cold drink
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Seem that all was over
The casket had been laid
I could only think of God
Was this the Cross
The price that He had paid
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Fore I was dieing from Aids'
And Addison Disease
I was on steroids,
Yet, my Soul was a ease...
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Fore I had seen the Lord
Yes, I went to the Light
They said that I would die
My sister brought me home
So that I would not die alone
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But, their was this one thing
That stayed in my head
The Lord said to spread the word
To tell everyone what He
Had said,
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This I did wonde
How that could be
Fore I was weak
My body was cold
I was desirous of sleek
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That very night
As I laid in my bed
I gave my life to
The Lord,
Of my own accord
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Then something happen
To change everthing
I felt so much joy
Even though I could
Never sing....ha.ha.
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Time passed by
As though an inkling
From time...
I was even out of the bed
With Jesus soul ly
On my mind
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Then some-thing else happen
The next time I looked
Guess What?
I had time to write
A new book...
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" The Cross "
GF
A prisoner to this life unseen chains hold me down don't want to spend life being chained by
fear tried to break the chains but the fear is so severe no matter what i do i'm still locked
and chained right here to scared to take a step just even out my front door the fear it keeps
me here chained tightly to this door the locks wont open there are no keys just these unseen
chains of fear that lock me down and hold me here