Best Future Plan Poems
Today I sat in silence gently closing my eyes
Saying goodbye to sounds that makes our world alive
Slowly I started to drift, deeper into an unknown black
Where sound has never been heard, where life also lacked
The deeper and further I went, uncharted by any man
Where silenced echoed it's silence, right back to our future plan
In this void of soundless emptiness, dust particles brushed me so
Prompting me to open my eyes, allowing my eyes to glow
So fortunate I think to myself, being present at the beginning of time
Finding the truth of yesterdays tomorrows, now knowing where man has climbed
I watch the particles spinning, over millions and millions of years
Creating planets we know now, aligned are these magnificent spheres
Gradually I work my way back, enlightened at what I had viewed
Knowing that we are only a blip in time, being here is so misunderstood
So many follow their paths, knowing of their yonder
So today I sat in silence, gladly closing my eyes I wandered
FUTURE PLAN!
-Dharga Nagar Safa
Great grandfather,
Planting a mango tree,
Smiling the grandchild!
Loneliness sways me slowly.
My heart starts to feel weary.
Am I getting tired to experience love?
Oh God! Grant me this so- called strength.
I thought you're the perfect man for me,
But it seems...you start to fail me.
You're imperfection ruins me.
Oh God! Grant me this so-called courage.
My love for you would never change,
Since.. we exchanged our solemn vows.
Now breaking some great promises,
Oh God! Grant me this so-called trust.
Why do I feel these crazy things right now?
Am I neglected? or not content with me somehow?
Waiting for your good response,
Oh God! Grant me this so- called patience.
Little by little, I'm about to lose you.
Uttering lips are shut into coldness.
Our happy days turn into quiet hours.
Oh God! Grant me this so called-passion.
Why you let me feel that I am nothing?
Am I not worthy to be your lady?
Or you've just realized that I'm not the one?
Oh God! Grant me this so- called faith.
Time flies and I need an answer.
Looking for that or letting you go?
But I couldn't bear this kind of emptiness,
Oh God! Grant us the unity of love.
Would I give up or stay at your side?
A silent cry is my reply.
I'm losing hope and yielding with sighs
Then one night you whispered, "You're the only one whom I love."
"I've got busy with my future plan."
"To renew our vows on our 20th, my love."
Then I yelled, "Oh God! Thank you for your undying love."
Seasons change from summer to fall to winter to spring,
What is it that you're really accomplishing,
Try to build a future in this life your living,
You only get one shot so start today and do something.
Go to college and start a career,
If you're engaged get married now don't wait five years,
If you love someone tell them but only if you're sincere,
No one's promised tomorrow so get it together and perservere.
Life is giving you a chance to make the best of it,
So don't waste the opportunity to advance it,
Makes goals to live up to that you see fit,
Don't let anyone encourage you to quit.
You can be anything you put your mind to,
But first get a plan that you want to pursue,
Dream it up there's no limit on what you cant do,
When you dream becomes a reality you'll be living anew.
December 19, 2013
~The One and Only~
Rap Angels
Biggie and Tupac
Heavens Dance Angels Prance
Rap’s Eternal Lyrical Romance
I awoke one morning with little warning
God’s Rapticans took me for a ride
To the other side where are loved ones hide
California Love I climbed on
Deep into the Light...What a Sight
Beyond the video to Heavens Studio
We headed to a place above the Sun
Follow the beat move your feet feel the heat
My soul My mind My unwind
We stopped and came to a place
Where Angel’s climbed Heavenly Vine
At the top there was a door
Had to see more
Inside Biggie and 2 Pac
What a shock
Teach’n all future Rappers yet to come
All colors and creeds
Plantin Peace Seeds
Finally an End to terror will come
Beat the Drum
Boys and Girls yet to be born
End to hate there will be no debate
Big and 2 will see to that
Future plan for Man
Learning to write about ideas
Share knowledgeable have compassion
Heavens true fashion
No more mideast No more midwest
No more whose the best
Someday all the realities will unite
The Dead, The Living, The yet to be born
Sound the Horn
Finally and end to Global Fight
Through Rap’s Musical Delight
God’s Audio Lift Musical Gift
A new beginning for the Family of Man
The Creators Plan
Joseph Adam Elward
Second Hand Shoe
Bright and new, Stitching over and through, Not sure of your journey but inner confidence beams through.
Boxed off and brave, And now it begins, A lifetime of wonder, Or a lifetime of sins.
Looking ahead full of bravado and grace, Soon filled with warmth, Off the shelf post haste.
Gazed upon by jealous green eyes, Always tempting toward the path of ill lies.
A journey of complacency began, Ignorant of future plan, A journey of life and love, Full of passion. . . Red spirited blood.
Body shock, Blow after blow, As the warmth evaporates, Leaves a hole. . . Your tempered soul.
The miles have met there maker, Love and respect estranged, No more steps to take now, As your self respect is plagued.
Dreams dissolve, No hope can ever be raised, Footprints are a memory, The future a cloudy haze.
A fresh of breath as feeling familiar comes home, reignited your passion for life. . . King and throne.
A tender touch, Welcomed home once more, A new life is given, A new reason to score.
Polish meets spit, Circles of life shine, Feel stronger than before, No second hand on face of time.
Feel determined, The power shines through,
Time to walk again,
Proud Second Hand Shoe.
Co-written with my good friend Linda-Marie Bariana**
In the New Year with love and good cheer,
endear the great future plan.
To the knowledge of self, to embrace God’s great wealth,
the health of a total life span.
With new resolutions and lofty conclusions,
intrusions into life seem maligned.
With firm application, sincere supplication,
dedication to God’s roadway defined.
Obtaining levels higher with fervent desire,
aspire to create newer dreams.
Obtaining these notions with ardent emotions,
devotion to God’s perfect themes.
In the New Year this all becomes clear,
His now and great future plan.
To all who will hear, this plan becomes dear,
the total restoration of man.
No longer hiding within subtle entrapments of sin,
any moment begins this new life.
The more thoughts harmonize, the more we realize
freedom from the strongholds of strife.
There awaits so much more with God’s Treasures in store,
so much more not even known.
But what is desired can surely be acquired
in a life where we are His own.
Behold, Children are a gift from the LORD; they are a reward from him. Psalm 127:3
Children are faithfully a blessing from Lord God
Lord God has blessed us with countless amounts of items so where should I start
I suppose the heart is the most accurate area to start; because the minute you sacrifice birth to a newborn it’s a fresh start for your heart
When the newborn grows to be one or two that’s the moment you draw your chart
Invest in a Gerber Life plan
Provide a stunning future plan
Regardless if you sacrificed birth to a girl or The Wayans littleman
Tahj Mowry daughter or guy my child’s smart
Once you bring home satisfactory grades I’ll reward you with something in my cart
I’ll purchase you several games plus Mario cart
On the other hand once you ignore your home matters; mother will pop you the opposite of pop tarts
Construct your personal business similar to Vince Mchahon
On no matter what contribute wholly that’s all I demand
Am I speaking in French, Greiche, or Spanish Nike check for understanding
Whatever you do in the light similarly do in the dark
Under no circumstances conceal anything; Lord God Lord Jesus Christ notices everything particularly in the dark
You will pay for your sins Lean on Lord God not Joe Clark
You watch the Simpsons please don’t live to be the next Bart
Grant your existence to Lord God and your achievements will expand
Pay attention to who you call your friend there’s no love in a band
I bear in mind like it was yesterday when you were playing in the sand
Daydreamed the other day I was walking you through the park
Alongside your pup name Mark composing loud barks
Seeing is believing to children if you didn’t believe me mortals didn’t believe Noah about the ark
It’s a benediction to provide you with a dinner fork
Lord God is with you ubiquitously so lunge out and grasp his Mighty hand
It’s a prosperous life with a career collecting cans
Jostle relentlessly multiple punches Joe Frazier landed to possess income to acquire multiple lands
Hygiene is vital love water like a shark
Your wardrobe like noodles select diverse flavors other than pork
If you’re under the weather where ever you are I’ll explore the nearest port
Son/Daughter I’ll Love you eternally even when I’m a corpse.
Feeling a little cross
I gave out to god
For piling different shapes
upon my hod
To think, we never had
any future plan
So made one up
with the home insurance man
Anyway, I'm covered
for a sudden leak
But excess is high
and outlook pretty bleak
With water damage
undermining my eyes
Canopies atop
fail to keep me baptised
In a world slowly spinning
time arcs from view
I lose my line of sight
as payment's accrue
My policy reneges
states I'm in arrears
Offers me (a one off fix)
then disappears
Like most chancers in life
I accept the lump
My hod full of shapes
forming a concave hump
Light recedes slower
through an inverted mind
Come take a look
I'm not the one praying blind
Still, I could sit with Jesus
and chat all day
Til our questions
compel each other away
Faster than light speed
(dark energy) recedes
To voids so distant
god awful truth precedes
Vanishing points converge
as minds can't make sense
Mine's light years away
nailed to a cosmic fence
Insurance man tries
to sell me empty space
He's the devil
I bought it all just in case!
...inspired by 'The Average' by W.H. Auden
From scant beginnings, and of lowly birth,
bound to tractor pull and harvester,
squinting in the sun and pouring rain,
imagination dead, his soul would fester.
Smothered by his parents' love, he saw
no future plan, his for the taking,
how could he repay their strong affection,
find his own true path? his heart was breaking.
With no compass or connections off he went,
his wit untested for the trials ahead,
apprehensive as to how his time be spent.
Surrounded by a higher breed he felt displaced.
too much for this young country lad to bear,
anywhere but there, he didn't care.
Behold, Children are a gift from the LORD; they are a reward from him. Psalm 127:3
Children are faithfully a blessing from Lord God
Lord God has blessed us with countless amounts of items so where should I start
I suppose the heart is the most accurate area to start; because the minute you sacrifice birth to a newborn it’s a fresh start for your heart
When the newborn grows to be one or two that’s the moment you draw your chart
Invest in a Gerber Life plan
Provide a stunning future plan
Regardless if you sacrificed birth to a girl or The Wayans littleman
Tahj Mowry daughter or guy my child’s smart
Once you bring home satisfactory grades I’ll reward you with something in my cart
I’ll purchase you several games plus Mario cart
On the other hand once you ignore your home matters; mother will pop you the opposite of pop tarts
Construct your personal business similar to Vince Mchahon
On no matter what contribute wholly that’s all I demand
Am I speaking in French, Greiche, or Spanish Nike check for understanding
Whatever you do in the light similarly do in the dark
Under no circumstances conceal anything; Lord God Lord Jesus Christ notices everything particularly in the dark
You will pay for your sins Lean on Lord God not Joe Clark
You watch the Simpsons please don’t live to be the next Bart
Grant your existence to Lord God and your achievements will expand
Pay attention to who you call your friend there’s no love in a band
I bear in mind like it was yesterday when you were playing in the sand
Daydreamed the other day I was walking you through the park
Alongside your pup name Mark composing loud barks
Seeing is believing to children if you didn’t believe me mortals didn’t believe Noah about the ark
It’s a benediction to provide you with a dinner fork
Lord God is with you ubiquitously so lunge out and grasp his Mighty hand
It’s a prosperous life with a career collecting cans
Jostle relentlessly multiple punches Joe Frazier landed to possess income to acquire multiple lands
Hygiene is vital love water like a shark
Your wardrobe like noodles select diverse flavors other than pork
If you’re under the weather where ever you are I’ll explore the nearest port
Son/Daughter I’ll Love you eternally even when I’m a corpse.
City life use to be the life for me,
But I found out that country life is truly the place to be.
Seeing an old barn sitting on top of the hill,
Or watching a mule plowing the field.
Riding the 4 wheeler over acres of land,
While thinking about your future plan.
Watching the kids swim in the old muddy pond,
Seeing the smile on their face while their laughing and having fun.
Getting up early to feed the hogs,
And opening the door to a yard full of hunting dogs.
Country living feels so right,
Even more when you can sit on your porch late at night.
When you can look up in the sky and see nothing but the moon and stars,
No hussle or bussle or fast moving cars.
The echo of crickets in the still of the night,
Man does country life feel so right.
But there’s one thing that defiantly is the best,
When you walk into Granny’s kitchen and the table is dressed.
Meat, cakes, pies and some country greens,
Just sitting here thinking about it makes my belly sing.
Family gathered together like it’s a holiday,
I give anything just to live that way.
Written by
Vertie Adams
Dust in the ground
I have a friend in Africa
He has a very kind soul
And I know this girl in Siberia
Where it’s always so cold
My friend raj lives in Mumbai
He looks like a Bollywood star
And poison arrow lives in England
He likes to drive a racing car
And my bff lives in New Jersey
She’s a medical student
She’s so sweet and beautiful
She’s just so magnificent
There is just one world
It’s where we all belong
No one better than no one
We all will be dust in the ground
I got a friend in Malaysia
She is a man utd fan
She wishes to see the boys play
It’s her future plan
There’s farmer in Peru
Every day he tend to his crops
And mothers losing children in wars
Tears falling like rain drops
President Obama sits in the white house
Bob Marley dies so very young
Terrorist learning to fly airplanes
Prince Charles waiting for the crown
There is just one world
It’s where we all belong
No one better than none
We all will be dust in the ground
China takes over Hong Kong
England had it for 100 years
And in Trinidad a New Yorker
Is drinking some cold beers
Everyone has a passion burning
But it’s easy to put out
Some times we listen to others
And in our minds they cast a doubt
And my mother in Trinidad
She’s an inspiration queen
And the best food in Trinidad
Is my brother place Naz cuisine
There is just one world
It’s where we all belong
No one better than none
We all will be dust in the ground
Every dawn is the most promising time of the day. Promises of a new beginning, to start anew, to start afresh.
And each day I love you more and more, and I feel helpless and vulnerable. Feelings can make you mature and it can make you lonely too. Alone among a crowd.
I got a letter from you. You wrote a letter to your ammu. Filled with love and understanding.
I still can remember the day when you showed me the picture of the girl your father ended up marrying.
“Ammu, will you see this?” You sounded hesitant.
I wanted to see it. I saw the picture. Your father, his usual smile, and beside him, his new wife. A beautiful young lady.
I felt nothing. I gave up on him long ago, long, long ago. I just strangely felt that I used to sit beside him when he used to smile, almost the same way. It felt strange.
You, my oldest daughter, now 13, are also turning into a beautiful lady. When you smile, when sunlight reflects on your knee-long hair, I think about my mother. I cannot think about her often. Somehow the door got shut as it seems less painful, it seems more convenient.
At night, we, two lonely souls, were trying to sleep, side by side.
You asked me at last, “Ammu, will you not remarry? Don’t you love someone?”
I was thinking about answering that. It is never an easy answer.
When you were a child, you used to declare that you will be a gynecologist when you grow up. You were so sure about that! You, my oldest daughter, used to draw pictures of Butterflies, rainbows. And in those pictures, we used to smile. We used to hold hands with each other. Me, baba, you and your little brother.
I still remember about one day. We were sitting, the front yard of our house was a cozy place to sit and chat. You were jumping with your brother. I saw a young boy walking by. He was looking at you. A boy of your age, under the twilight sky, was looking at my young daughter.
Last night you were holding my hand. Your voice felt soft and gentle. You sounded softer than your usual tone. You wanted to know about my future plan. You were asking me while your hand was touching mine.
For a strange reason, I was thinking about that evening. I felt loved, I felt special.
And I felt displaced.
Spring has most certainly sprung with the coolest little breeze,
Outdoor time daily has made the mind and body rest in ease,
Swings and meeting other great ladies are healing for you,
Friendship building with two women are in the works too.
I bumped into a friend at the local corner park earlier today,
She said "my goodness" extreme weight loss has come your way,"
We had not seen each other since last summer, last year,
"Never thought I would be a 9.5" I said and smiled with a cheer.
We exchanged numbers and made a coming up future plan,
She has some clothes to give to me as quickly as she can,
Now that I am her size she wants to pass these things along,
A great day at the park with what I call a new friendship song.
** ode to the local parks throughout our cities,
you can meet new friends for socialization.