Best Going Poems


Premium Member They'Re Going Forward

O God of the universes of Creation as a whole
I raise my hands; and open my heart and soul.'
Prostrate I call upon your power, to bless my
Friends in these long dark hours' these days
Long abhorred stand now at their doors, I ask
You gird their spirits with strength; enlighten their 
Minds that they drive hence' each evil time that
They may face, pray turn them into typhoons
That will remove each trace; those of fear, of doubt 
and all false pride, beside them;  I ask your power
Resides, of your angel throng assign to them 
More than they ever need, these women and men.'

Andrea Deitrich Michael Tor Heidi sands Connie
Marcum Wong Judy Ball Bill Baker Robert Ligouri 
Joseph May Harry Horseman Brother Jacob
Sally Eslinger Sara Kendrick Sam Kaufman Joe
Dimino Len Gasun Pangiota Romios James
Marshall Goff Billy the Kidster Vince Suzdail
Jnr Kim Rodriuges Beta Augustin Rob Carmac
Robert Lindley Brandy Nichole Laura Leiser
And last, but not least B J Legros Kelly '
Much Love to all.'

May they each put to flight any 5000 that come
Up against them in any honourable venture they
Embark upon, be that written spoken or intimated
May you be with them each one dear Lord in Jesus
Name with the Holy Spirit as witness.'

Premium Member Everybody's Going Home

The darkness seems pensive
   the laughter is gone
The fire has died out
   the party is done
Tonight there were many
   but soon comes the dawn
The good times are over
   and now there's just one

     Everybody's going home
       my friends had to move on, now I'm all alone
     Everybody's going home
       another tomorrow to face on my own

Sweet memories float by
  of each happy face
Kind smiles of affection 
  that warmed up the place
Some couples, like roses
  entwined in their vase
But now the chill silence
  my only embrace

     Everybody's going home
       my friends had to move on, now I'm all alone
     Everybody's going home
       another tomorrow to face on my own

Stark landscapes of reason
   blue seascapes of rhyme
The changes of season
   that measure our time
My life is a train
   with a schedule to keep
This depot is quiet
   as I strive to sleep

     Everybody's going home
       my friends had to move on, now I'm all alone
     Everybody's going home
       another tomorrow to face on my own

Never is stillness more still than the drone
   of echoes of loved ones gone home to their own.


[written back when I was a lonely college student]
© John Watt  Create an image from this poem.

I'M Going Home

In every situation ~ no matter the complication ~ Reach out ~ He's the 

One you can be sure of...


I will Survive ~ Faith ~ I will live


Our God is King~ All Power and Glory ~Our God is King~ no need to worry 

Our God is King of all creation ~ Our God is King of every nation~

Our God is King~ HIS love's forever~Our God is King~ we stand together ~

Our God is King ~ you're never lonely ~ Our God is King ~ Heaven's Holy 


Our father ~ Bless us ~


Every time I see HIS face ~ natural Wonders ~ full of Grace

Sunburst piercing through dark clouds  ~Thank God~ every little thing ~ will 

work somehow ~ I call HIS name ~ Oh Lord ~


((Thank you Father))  (I love you Father)


Our God is King~ All Power and Glory ~Our God is King~ no need to worry 

Our God is King of all creation ~ Our God is King of every nation~

Our God is King~ HIS love's forever~Our God is King~ we stand together ~

Our God is King ~ you're never lonely ~ Our God is King ~ Heaven's Holy 


Every where I look around ~ fighter jets racing on mission bomb

Children dying on streets ~ Oh Lord ~ people injured~ no relief


Set me free ~  free  ~I'm going home ~


Into your hands I deliver my spirit, body and soul...I'm going home))


 Our God is King~ All Power and Glory ~Our God is King~ no need to worry 

Our God is King of all creation ~ Our God is King of every nation~

Our God is King~ HIS love's forever~Our God is King~ we stand together ~

Our God is King ~ you're never lonely ~ Our God is King ~ Heaven's Holy 

(( I'm going home))


Premium Member Going Wild About Clare


     Where hills lay barren, and bedrock’s stripped bare
              let me take you away to county Clare 
     Huge cliffs climb sheer, dwarfing waves underneath 
             atop the Burren my heart skips a beat 

            With nothing to see, apart from the view
       all makes perfect sense, rain comes right on cue
                 And whatever I feel, it’s in the air 
                 desolation yes, but without a care 

     Where fields seed pebbles, and pastures reap stones 
         through Clare’s vast rawness, I trek on my own 
             A whitewashed lighthouse, beckons away
           scouring heavy seas, beneath clouds of grey 

                 Gulls are crying, as they happily do
                rising and falling, going nowhere too 
            Still makes me wonder, where I’d rather be 
               than here by Clare’s dolmens in reverie

                  Later I take in, what nature left out 
                 my pipe, tobacco, and bottle of stout 


Hms

Going Bald

As biology goes, I'm surviving,
a few aches and pains and a cough
and I check every morning when in the bathroom
to see if my bits have dropped off.

Now, father time knows where I'm living
and likes to make regular calls
which I know by the strands of my hair on the bedding
that have come from my head and my nose.
(Yes, I know what that last line should be, but it's  a family website)

The condition called male pattern baldness
is feared by men everywhere
and even I've tried all of the creams and the potions
to try and save my bit of hair

A comb-over like Donald Trump has,
using all of the growth that remains
was still not enough to stop that awful tapping
from every time that it rains.

I even tried growing my eyebrows
as long as I possibly could
to comb them straight upwards and over the top
but that didn't look any good.

A  hair loss clinic was suggested
so I phoned them and gave my details,
but I bought myself one or two different fedoras
quite simply in case all else fails.

 Then the hair loss clinic gave me an update
which I wasn't expecting so soon,
they'd found my lost hair on a Camel's backside
in a market just outside Khartoum.
© Viv Wigley  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Going Home

I haven’t been here for many many years. Finally I took the plunge to revisit my childhood haunts. I approach your deserted dilapidated old house where I'd spent so many happy hours with you and Grandpa – all I have left are precious memories. I can almost smell the aroma of freshly baked bread, which wafted from your kitchen.

overgrown jungle
where once red roses blossomed
faded memories

As we walk down the garden path, my young son looks up at me and squeezes my hand tightly.

emerald velvet
covering the cracked pathway
time taking its toll

Years have passed so quickly, but now I have returned to visit as I promised. Slowly my son and I walk to the churchyard where we find your gravestone. The only thing my son has is your photograph and my memories - he never got to meet his great grandmother.

carved in black marble
your name is all that remains
river of tears flow


07~11~15


Premium Member Open Your Eyes Open Your Mind Say I'M Not Going To Take It Anymore

Do you see What I see?
Dr Fauci says to wear a mask and social distance, it will prevent the spread of the virus. Has it, NO! It is spreading like wild fire. Fauci either is wrong or he's lying or both. I think both!
How do you have martial law, keep people in their homes, destroy businesses, destroy the economy, shut down  state borders, set curfews, destroy childrens education, scare people by bombarding them with the spread of a common cold, by making it look more serious than it really is, confuse  and distract people Do you really think this is all coincidence? Or is it an orchestrated plan to rob us of our Rights and Freedoms and ultimately destroy the freedom of assembly( Six foot Distancing)(Free Speech, they are censoring any truth that goes against their agenda on YouTube, Facebook, Twitter under the guise of hate speech) to hide the real truth of whats going on. So many Traitors to the American people involved. Mostly all your Governors, Politicians, Actors, Athletes, Musicians, Talk show host, Drs so forth and so on. Their agenda is to create so much Chaos that you will do almost anything to have normality back again. That's when they will say we can get back to normal but you have to be vaccinated. So many will take that lethal vaccine. The vaccine as much as it pains me to say this is a depopulation tool that is design to gradually cause our demise through the aid of the 5g towers that are going up around you. They will create virus symptoms and the Powers that be will say the Virus is causing these symptoms of sickness and death, when in reality it is the vaccine and the 5g. Their goal is to depopulate to 500 million. They will continue to say more and more are getting infected and dying to scare you into their trap. Problem(they created, the Virus) Reaction(Spreading, sickness, fear) Solution (The Vaccine) which is their ultimate goal. To add to the madness they will cause severe food shortages, and they will take away your cash. They will clamp down more and gradually take all your rights away. Germany is protesting by the tens of thousands but the Globalist control the media and you don't see it. China is going cashless. All because of the greatest lie told to the American people .   Go to YouTube type in A call for an uprising  Tell others Also Brighteon.com

Going Home

Going Home



There’s been so many things
That I’ve run from
Been so many things 
That I have run to
 
Some times with open arms
Sometimes on my knees
The dusty pavements and paths
Have welcomed me

Searching in the dark
By match burnt candle light
Walking in the tunnels
Of too bright sun light

Tracks which lead to the mountain head
Where thin air led my heart
Back to the valleys 
Where you slept

Through barren grass 
So many in their fields
Just veins inside a forest floor
Wandering forever lost

To the sea the roads have brought me
To the waves which can only show me
A map to guide me
Back to you

And on the tourist clouds 
Which escape at sunset
On the freedom breeze 
Where their colours breathe me
I no longer roam
I find my way back home

While the foot prints that I leave 
No longer matter
The sands of time 
Lost to their own desert
Just a life inside an hourglass

I haven’t roamed on these bridges 
Of forever
Just to end the single thread 
Which has lead me
Balanced on the tight rope 
Of your heart

And it may be the freezing rain 
Which comes to batter
And there may be no light at all 
Upon the road
Still the tower of your love 
Still shines there before me
A compass to guide me on

And on the day 
When the sun billows into being
And the sails of love 
Will find my tired feet
When your hand is no longer the ghost 
Which saves me
But a palm that reaches out 
To feel my own

I will no longer roam
I will have found my way 
Back home

Premium Member If I Don'T Kill You, You'Re Going To Kill Me

Let me begin by saying that I'm so very sorry
but if I don't kill you, you're going to kill me.
I wish there was another way but no other solution will come to me.
If I Don't Kill You, You're Going To Kill Me.
Through out great and joyous times as well as those of misery
you were never very far. You were always there for me.
Through out my years of tears and fears you were always there to comfort me,
but what else can I do? If I don't kill you you're definitely going to kill me.
If it helps I'll be merciful and kill you very quickly
despite the fact that you would act much less merciful than me.
I've known others who have grown close to you as you have grown close to me.
Many of them died slow lingering deaths. Many pleaded, "Pull the plug on me."
I haven't any reason to not believe that you will kill me any differently,
so you see there's only one thing left for me to do.
I must kill you before you get to kill me.
I've always seen you as a loyal friend until the reality occurred to me
that you're not my friend at all. 
You're a parasite, and your host among many others also happens to be me.
You thrive and survive by destroying those who choose to welcome you into their lives.
Everyone you grow close to always gets short changed and tragically, most painfully dies.
You've taken loved ones from me and from others as well.
You've destroyed loving families making their lives a living hell.
You deceived all of us into believing that you could be a helpful friend.
You've taken so much from so many. This madness must now end.
I welcomed you into my life and that's something that I'll always regret.
WITH THESE WORDS I NOW KILL YOU:
 "I've Smoked My Last Cigarette"

In Loving Memory
Of They You Took From Me.

First you smoke, then you choke 
and then in time you will most probably have a stroke and 
then after a few amputations, 
and some major operations, 
you will finally, 
most painfully, 
croak.

Need anymore reasons to stop? Here's some:

Go here to continue for You Don't Always Die From Tobacco
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zuh2w2sFRMI

A Word Against A World Going Wrong


How would I have the upper hand 
as all around in chaos got drowned 
How would I stick to a single stand
when upheavals the soul do confound.
My words whiling away an abiding journey 
digging for the nectar of beauty many a well 
long striving to my turmoil hide and bury
keep chill and in my secluded shell dwell.
Shall my ink change shade and scent
from dark black to the colour of blood 
from the aroma of amber to an anger to vent
and pour heavy pain out of my chest flood.
So hard I tried to forge my very shield 
preventing the eye to crime scenes roam
see so filthy hands evil and power wield 
wiping from the world face a whole Home.
A word against a world going wrong 
shall I yield to what I truly can’t handle 
make time, give a chance for a poet’s song
step into the light and leave a bleak bubble.

Premium Member Thirty One and Going Strong

It's happy anniversary again
thirty one years seems not long
but so thankful for all your love
every echo within makes a great song

Thirty one and going strong
looking forward to many more
together as one sweet union
We shall see what's on store

This past years been hard
but soon be on better plain
as we look on to our Lord
His plans are never in vain

Thanks for our yesterday's
our tomorrow's are in His love
together many more to celebrate
my love constantly on your nameplate

( Today is Christine and my 31st wedding anniversary so this is written to celebrate that fact in dedicating this piece to my lovely wife  for all her love and care. )

Never Going To Drag Me Down

I’ve been bruised and  b a t t e r e d 
          all over this forsaken town, 
there’s one thing for sure, 
NOTHING IS GOING TO DRAG ME DOWN.
            When the darkness prevailed 
and the obscurity arrived,
is when I’d never been more 
    g r a t e f u l  to be alive. 
 
          I shivered in regret and 
remorse called my name, 
I thought my life would end 
             and never be the same.
I was left out to dry in the rain 
last these last seven years, 
      things that brought  s o r r o w, 
blame and tears. 

The grim and dreary days 
               raced through me like a ghost, 
but the  l i g h t  shined through 
me when I needed it most. 
          I forgave myself and forgot 
all my wrongful sins, 
and found the majesty of  f a i t h 
    hidden deep within. 

        I was conflicted and addicted 
to shame and torment, 
now I see the  g o o d, 
               all the fear is dormant. 
Freedom has called my name 
and I’m no longer chained,
for I have found  r e d e m p t i o n 
       as the darkness has refrained. 

My happiness is contingent 
          upon my  c o m p a s s i o n  and hope, 
nothing will ever get in the 
way of me trying to cope.
          The Lord has been my 
light and my  s a l v a t i o n, 
and now I am grateful for
            my life’s great creation. 

                           My laughter has replaced 
                           that awful dreaded frown--- 
                           I  v o w e d  to myself…
                                      NOTHING IS EVER GOING TO DRAG ME DOWN!


Never Going to Drag Me Down Contest
October 15, 2017

Premium Member An interesting party we have going here

The comments we like for dessert 
Are iambs that writers here blurt
But eating foul crunch
That slaughtered lambs munch
Tastes toxic like trumped-up bad dirt

Everything's Going To Be Alright

Everything's going to be alright

Maybe you have forgotten…
that, it will all work out!
It’s hard to see, when everything goes wrong,
just what it’s all about.

Yes, we’ve all had our troubles…
in this, our sorry state
Our imperfections, they blur our vision, 
of our future happy fate

Chorus
Everything’s going to be alright…
it’s not all up to you...
You should know,
there’s a better tomorrow, 
in store for you...
Everything’s going to be alright…
cause, I’m here for you
You should know, you can be a conqueror,
believe it... because it’s true!

Circumstances maybe…
are what wears you down...
Just, remember to renew your faith,
what is lost, can also be found.

Everyone…knows someone…
who has given up the fight...
So, don’t you... give in to desperation,
just do what you know is right!

Chorus
Everything’s going to be alright…
it’s not all up to you...
You should know,
there’s a better tomorrow, 
in store for you
Everything’s going to be alright…
cause, I’m here for you
You should know, you can be a conqueror,
believe it... because it’s true!

Chorus repeat

Finale
You should know, you can be a conqueror,
believe it... because it’s true!

John Derek Hamilton 
June 5,2018

As I Saw the Coffin Going Down

AS I SAW THE COFFIN GOING DOWN

My heart bled
My eyes turned red
My aunt said
My child don't be sad
Because of pain
I was even losing my brain
My tears were like rain
Flowed from my eyes now and again
I was told this too shall pass
And my joy will grow up again like grass
To be strong I was told
My arms were fold
My eyes I closed
I prayed to the Lord
I prayed to my God
As I saw the coffin going down
On my knees I fell
As I saw the coffin going down
I sang with my soul it is well

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