Best Everydays Poems

Why do I bother waking up
                            when everydays the same 
       ...

Continue reading...

I like living in 
my own little world 
I'm happy there it's okay. 
It's much more fun
than the real one 
for everydays an holiday. 

It's a world 
without hate or sorrow 
a world where everyone's free
a world of love and harmony 
a world of peace...

Continue reading...

FYBROMYALGIA

A CONDITION THAT CAUSES INCREASED PAIN
PEOPLE LOOK AND THINK YOUR INSANE
THIS CERTAINLY IS NOT THE CASE
THE BODY HURTS FROM FOOT TO FACE

ITS SO INTENSE YOU CANNOT FUNCTION RIGHT
ALL YOUR MUSCLES IN THE BODY FEEL SO TIGHT
THE PAIN REALLY IS INTENSE
THE REASONS WHY MAKE NO SENSE

IT’S...

Continue reading...

My life’s became hell
And I wanna yell.

Once upon a time,
I loved a girl nine to nine.
We shared each other’s feelings,
Have known each other for a long time.
She often used to cross the wall,
And I used to prevent her from a fall.
But these were just a...

Continue reading...

Asked an NPR journalist
of U.S. soldiers
damaged in Afghanistan
direct fire
for one hundred everydays,

"Was it worth it?"

"I can't answer that question."

She asks more hesitantly again
of another veteran,

"Was it worth it to you?"

A good soldier,
"I can answer that question
only as an individual.
It was what our Nation
asked of us."

Neither...

Continue reading...

Reach out!
Before your life beats you down.
Reach in!
Don’t sit their in quiet.
You have all you can to give!
everydays a step forward.
A progression no less to live!
One truth to be toward!
And its always there, minding!

Speak up!
Let your own voice diminish the screaming crush
Speak loud!
You have all...

Continue reading...

There is a kind of silence I seek
Some quiet resolve near impossible to find
An inner soul perhaps in dire needs
With simply the outer layer forgotten behind

Almost everyone is to awake similarly
Beginning the day with without purpose
Searching perhaps for nights to sleep soundly
For an eventual... the...

Continue reading...

Life without you is like being dead.
There’s no purpose to get up or to go through the day.
When you’re alone its like just being empty inside, nothing has any meaning. Life 
has no reason to go on.
Everybody needs somebody to share everydays.
When the sun comes...

Continue reading...

First light's crystal bright 
the rooster clock strayed 
sleeping through summer days
Passing slow in my old age
Jewel eyes blinking wide
blurred blind,eyes wincing hide
imaginitive high,closed eyesight
safe from morning light's
glare and artificial air

Narcotic vision offers spiritual distance from an invisable 
world changing without notice , sometimes without...

Continue reading...

Old Age

The hours pass like beads on a string;
Each like the other in orderly array.
They march forth in military lines,
Each preceded by another.

The pain comes too,
Your old companion greets you on your bed.
Both your Spirit and your body ache,
In a chorus sung of long abuse.

The...

Continue reading...

as you get up
yes lifes tough
and you feel cuff
fighter the bad stuff
look down and around
and have some say
EVERYDAYS A NEW DAY...

Continue reading...

Ever consider the monotony of the pursuit of happiness the act of true lunacy of attempting to obtain the obtainable.
Yet here we are spending our days anxiety written and a nervous wreck trying to achieve a smile upon our face and the faces that surround...

Continue reading...

I'm the angel you see,
I have no wings,
Cause god has not blessed,
Been young is hard,
Everydays a new start,
For me.

I'm the angel you hate,
Cause my heart is made of pure gold,
I'm blessed but not fully,
I'm blessed but not pure,
I'm blue but  you.

My wings are not...

Continue reading...

i thank you god for special people that pass through my everydays,
you bring them along to inspire us and move us in many ways,
i can see the work of your hands, even when others can't see it themselves,
to help bring back qualities we knew we...

Continue reading...

Confounded, to an empty space
I send my question mark 
The voiceless echo blurs my face
I send again, when sky gets dark
Who’s me? another chimney mouse 
Most decent of all mice
I wouldn’t take your time for hours
With me it would be nice
To talk about our everydays...

Continue reading...