Best Heres Poems
Here’s Heaven
As we approach the Pearly Gates Heaven’s crew anxiously awaits
As our Soul soundly negotiates how to enter Heaven and debates
If we lived without sinister sin the Gates would open and we’re in
For now our new journey will begin without our earthly scrimy skin
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The Gates open welcoming wide as we slowly walk worthful inside
We are greeted by an Angelic guide as they whisper here we reside
Golden gates behind stand mile high reflections of pearls in our eye
Where Angels faithfully fly climbing clouds for their love will liquefy
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Rows of mountains protruding peaks for Heaven rejoices as it speaks
Kissing cherub’s chubby cheeks and nestled naps near curbing creeks
Riding rollercoasters reaching sky breathing ambient air of apple pie
Harps playing a luminous lullaby where shimmering streams beautify
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Armies of botanical floral display where children dance to their ballet
A cheerful celebration every day and the sun shines bright never grey
On clouds of cotton candy chewing with robes of silk seemly sewing
Where our love is always renewing in the midst of Heaven's viewing.
Aug.20.2018
Describe heaven
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Categories:
heres, beautiful, heaven, light,
Form:
Rhyme
IF I DIDN’T THINK WHAT I THINK, HERE’S WHAT I’D THINK
In general I think the world is not ideal -
It’s full of loser guys who shiftlessly lounge about
Drinking beer and smoking and watching women work.
If it’s not loafers wearing loafers or gutless beer-guts,
Then it’s the state of inequality which is rampant everywhere:
Three rich fat cats and a hundred thousand skinny kittens;
Three whites managing and a million browns toiling;
Three armed thugs in uniform holding back unfree crowds;
Is it just me, or can others see this topsy-turvy world?
If I didn’t think what I think, here’s what I’d think.. . .
That the world is a lovely place exactly the way God intended it;
That I should be in church daily, thankful for all the blessings;
That I should be glad that it’s them and not me;
That my brain is working perfectly and my eyes are seeing;
That there is very little which can be done to alter the inequality;
That I should shut up and go home and open another suds -
. . . But I’d be wrong.
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Written for, and entered in, Nancy Jones’s Contest
“ If I didn't think what I think, here's what I'd think.”
Categories:
heres, introspection, world,
Form:
Free verse
When we start to think about high school
We think about way way back then
Where all of us knew each other
But only a handful of us were friends
I remember your faces way back then when we use to pass in the hall
Who’d ever thought the time would come again where I would see you all
Now that the jerri curl has been replaced by the balding and the grey
We cant help but remenisis about the fun we had back in the day
The funny way we looked and the funny way we dressed
And all the great things we did together back at old C.H.S.
The old teachers that we hated ,the old friends that we dated
The lunch that was so bad those exams that mad us so mad
That old school tiger pride which was lead by mike and clyde
And even all the mess that we stirred up at recess……
Now those are the days that I remember best
As I look out today at all of you where all my joys has been entrusted
And still I cant help but to remember the one that are no longer with us
Just to think how we were we had such a communion
And a lot of us would not have seen one another again if not for this reunion
We were the elite we were supreme we were rebels without a pause
We were the young and the extreme that use to run these halls
but look like time crept in and took a toll of us all
It’s been thirty years believe it only heaven knows if we’d see thirty more
So as we reunite today to once again I raise my glass to the class of 84
Categories:
heres, anniversary, remember,
Form:
Narrative
well thank you soup once again
you have been my most cherish friend
without comparing me to anyone else
you have allowed me to express myself
when others said i was working a nerve
you have listen to me word for word
i never had any special honors or degrees
but you never used that to judge me
you just listen to what i had to say
and took it in your own special way
and maybe critz. a time or two
but that is what real friends are suppose to do
and because you were there to lend an ear
i'll always hold you in a place so dear
so what if many other thought this was just rubbish
you'll be the first one i mention if i ever get published
Categories:
heres, tribute, me, me,
Form:
Light Verse
Dear brother you were only 22
when the good Lord came calling for you
Water had consumed your last breath
Coroners said was a flashback from heroin and meth
I had always looked up to you
but your verbal abuse made me and the others feel blue
black hair hazel eyes man you look so like Elvis
imitating shaking your hips and pelvis
blisters and sores on your young pale face
oh boy how you had fallen from Gods grace
you had a little girl right after you died
Mom always stood by her and your girlfriend's side
first Grandpa then you Dad Mom and brother Bob
for my life now feels like I've been robbed
missed over 30 yrs of wishing you birthday greetings
now at the dinner table there is limited seating
but every year when your birthday comes and passes
I will be there to pick your grave site overgrown grasses
I wonder what you would look like today
or even if your hair would be full of grey
I have forgiven for all you had done to me
for I hold no regrets so your soul can be free
heres wishing you another birthday greeting
as I lay this card and rose at your grave site's seating
Please give Grandpa Dad Mom and brother Bob my love
for someday I will reunited with all of you above
For now I have my own little girl
for she is my own everyday world
I promise to tell her all about you
and how God will turn you into someone pure and new
Rest in peace my loving dear brother
heres another birthday wish I send in passion smothers
In Loving Memory Of
My Brother Gary
10/ 18/ 48
6 / 5 / 71
Categories:
heres, anniversary, brother, death, family,
Form:
Rhyme
Why did you mean so much?
I hope one day you look back
and see the good times you
spent with me. While i look
back and see you were my
everything. You were the only
one i needed then things got
so complicated. I tried my best
to save it but i fell short my love
couldn't save us so heres to the
past where my memories lay i
hope they rest in peace
cause they're here to stay.
Heres to the past the Eternal
resting place of my memories
Categories:
heres, sadhope,
Form:
the greatest has yet to be seen and felt
this is what we have to look forward to
the greatest gift yet to be dealt
for my words are so true
for we now walk thru the valley of death
for evil still tries to conquer us
through belief and faith
we rise before dust
God is so great, our battle is already won
all our mistakes made, vanishes to our grave
death may seem so bad and wrong, the reality is the worst is over,
sin and misery comes to past, the rest is paradise, Amen
i just predicted your future, celebrate, its a God given right,
forever starts now, start liven, ive given sight
this is just temporarely, its all goina be alright
breathe and live right, its the only way
love is the key, God is our site, you'll be ok
live your life, find ur way, Jesus died for us
let this be your new begining, blessed
"God loves you"
Categories:
heres, faithgod, god,
Form:
Rhyme
SO HERE’S YOUR BOUQUET, OKAY?
I handed her a bouquet of hurtful words
Hand picked by fingers that held her wretchedly by the throat
That bouquet was formed by selfishness alone’
And then she placed that bouquet in a vase of the unknown
For she was too young to understand that an older man does underhanded deeds unforeseen
And has the wherewithal to become horrid and so wickedly mean
While I was being welcomed into places she had never been
Until that bouquet began to wither
And the weather dried her garden of the unthinkable
To be left with unwarranted seeds and her hunger for needs I could never meet
Yet and still those impotent seeds could never allow my love to grow
Nor flourish midst the heat nor the frost
For this young girl ‘s first love had come at a quite cost
And in the death of the winter was the lady lost
I was her teacher, her mentor and her guru atop a mountain of mud
For the tenderness of my touch once warmed her blood
While strength led to fortitude and fortitude to farewell
And the garden from which I ;picked the bouquet came upon a deadly dry spell
Which pierced her soul leaving behind but a a weak and weeping shell
I felt no remorse nor regret for her first lover could tot be any worse
So I escaped to a more suitable neighborhood
A man who left with vows retracted
For a man, in retrospect who I know never did the little lady any type of good
That bouquet of hurtful words led to my adieu
Since that is what a junkie is made to do
© 2011 Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
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Categories:
heres, angstgarden, love,
Form:
Free verse
Heres the cloud..
..so wheres the silver lining?
All of a sudden
Everythings so frightening.
Too much..
.. Too soon
This bubble is going to burst..
Its time to pause, stop
...rewind.
Categories:
heres, life
Form:
I can play some Luther Vandross, Anita Baker, Boys 2 Men, or even some New
Edition..to get you in the mood and have you wishin. I'll be your man tonight I'm
on a mission. To satisfy your every need & plan that seed....in your head after i
pull off something you'll never forget. But, baby stop for a minute let me ask you
something...The question is: Shall I proceed? Yes you say? Well, Let me explain
how I planned out today? I'll cook anything u want or like..We got dessert to but
well, see what that is later tonight... Watch a movie at the crib anything you like
even if its a chick flick, we don't have to go out, because you already what tonight
is about...you!!! Hold you down thru the night. Give you a kiss on the cheek real
light, whisper in your ear simple things just to make you smile.....Just to make
this night worth while.... I been trials, tribulations and know how to treat a lady, I'm
one of those nikkas that ain't shady.... Your the tru princess tonight is your
night.....I'm gonna work this out like Usher nice and slow till the morning
light....Temps rising so hot where we start to sweat....finalize the deal with some
ice cubes to see where we get
Categories:
heres, love, passion, me,
Form:
*The very first, I ever wrote about myself using my birth name and title.
Categories:
heres, beautiful, butterfly, happiness, health,
Form:
Rhyme
Waiting to become noticed, While all these guys start rating me for the way i look, Shes a
three no higher than a five, I walk away with a sigh, I may never be a perfect ten, I may
never have a boyfriend, I'm sorry for not being your type, I can't help it your the only
guy i liked at the time, Expressing my feelings making all this rhyme, I don't have
anything more to say, So here's your poem for the day, Wow you could care-a-less anyway...
Categories:
heres, life, sad,
Form:
Chewing my bubble gum, here’s my story. When I was two I learned to chew. Nearly choked because I was woked. When I saw clay it reminded me of watching my first horse eating hay. When I was five I seen a beehive. I was in first grade and haven’t grown any hair yet for me to shave. I did like going inside caves. When I was twelve I had plenty of book shelves. I loved to read and picked off pumpkin seeds. I reached puberty and took a school test weekly. When I was eighteen I loved the attention to be seen. I loved to write before I flew my kite. Momma always told me to strive for my dreams so that’s what I did it seems. When I was twenty I wrote my first poem, didn’t have any experience but loved the deliverance. When I asked God what was my calling; he answered and said it was poetry and finding my darling.
Categories:
heres, 1st grade, books, boy,
Form:
Rhyme
Here’s your perfect
By Rebecca Dominique #ladyarabella
I remember the day that we first met
I never knew then how much I wish I could press reset
Oh how I tried and I tried to be perfect for you
Do you even recognise how you’ve hurt me and have a clue ?
I tried and I tried to make us great
But all you did was take take take
I remember the day that I actually fell for you
For some reason that I can’t forget even if I wanted to
I’ve realised now I’ve had time , My best was just fine
But we were flawed by design and you couldn’t help but cross that line
So you won’t see me reach out and break
Because this one is your mistake
One thing I asked was for you to never lie
Oh the times you’ve made me cry !
The fact I still care and want you to be happy drives me insane
Even after all this pain
See I know that I’m not perfect
But by design were all flawed and have a defect
But now I’ve found a perfect way to let you go
I don’t need to Say my last hello
I really hope it was all worth it
Because you’re far from “perfect”
Categories:
heres, absence, baptism, blessing, break
Form:
Rhyme
Heres my song about you the reason why my life seem new
Granted wishes came true of meeting someone like you
Never could imagine this pain it feels like my life has been rearranged
And although my feelings do change rim happy to know your name
New of meeting new hers
But I still fall back and depend on you
Because never a girl could inter fair and take the place of you
And instead of hoping and praying to find someone like me
I must be happy with what I got Cuz its plain to see I love her a lot
And although we argue and fight and rim mostly right
AND she always tight ain't no place I rather be then here with thoughts
OR apart and heres my song about you and me
Categories:
heres, happy, song, happy, life,
Form: