Best Human Poems
The smile on my lips
is forced and coerced
I pretend to pay attention
give the best possible advice
everyone praises me
I'm so kind, polite and nice
It's all just automation
I rarely actually listen
certainly don't care
all I'm doing
is playing human
blending in
fitting in
I'm so perfectly hidden
you'll never even
see a curtain,
from where I stand
Majoring in social events
Put on a pedestal
for computing with you
I'm so perfectly hidden
smiling from time to time
Labeling those
with all sincerity
open mind every day
Passing along appeal
continuing to fit in
blend in
pretend
force program
Is it just me or
am I the perfect human?
You are a human being they told me, something you should treasure
But isn't a human being the only animal who kills for pleasure?
Man's inhumanity to man, a crime like no other
The first family on earth had brother killing brother
We are power hungry bastards from the cradle to the grave
We pillage other countries and the survivors we enslave
Politicians lie to their people saying only what they want to hear
Stripping their own of a sense of pride and instilling a state of fear
They speak of human rights and how our country has been torn
Then turn around and murder a child before he's even born
For killers and rapists and dealers the ACLU has led many fights
Then tell a six year old rape victim that she really has no civil rights
We can't teach about Jesus, our school teachers must be mum
We can teach about Hitler, Stalin and other human scum
People kill each other for no reason every day
Then a lower form of life, a lawyer saves his day
Where is justice? Nowhere in sight.
Anything is legal if the price is right
You are a human being. This is what they proudly proclaim
If I am a human being, then I should hang my head in shame.
I was there
To usher you into this world
Mine were the hands that cradled your little body
The face that beamed in your presence
My hands were ready to catch you when you took those first steps
I celebrated your first words
Your smile spread across my lips
When others put you down
I was the friend who stayed by your side
You were never alone
My ears
My heart
They were filled with compassion
I held your hand during your darkest hour
Mine were the shoulders
The ones strong enough to hold you
They lifted you above the deep waters
Helping you to see beyond your own borders
You realized
You dreamed of new possibilities
My hands painted the pictures
I sang the songs
Built the buildings
Knitted the clothing that warmed you
Toiled in the fields
I was in even the smallest detail
You are that important to me
I was the teacher
The grandparent
Mom
Sometimes dad
The friend
Your wife
The stranger who came along beside you
The applause as you walked across life's stage
I was every encouraging word
I was
I am
The light
The Love
The realization of who you are meant to be
I am your God
I chose to touch you with human hands
the smile on my lips
is forced and coerced
I pretend to pay attention
give the best possible advice
everyone praises me
I 'm so kind, polite and nice
its all just automation
I rarely actually listen
certainly don't care
all I'm doing
is playing human
blending in
fitting in
I'm so perfectly hidden
you 'll never even
see a curtain
from where I stand
majoring in fronts
put up on a pedal stool
for computing with fools
I'm so perfectly hidden
smiling from time to time
labeling those
with all sincerity
open solitary
passing along an appeal
continuing to fit in
blend in
pretend
force program
is it just me or
am I the perfect human
for p.d's collaboration contest but I wont say who wrote what part.
For centuries, minorities have fought
to gain their human rights. How can it be
that even now so many folks do not
feel safe in “civilized” society?
And one can’t fathom the atrocities
this very minute somewhere going on
affecting innocents in towns and cities!
Great wickedness from day to dusk to dawn!
Laws were established to ensure that we
would have our freedoms each and every day.
I look around me. More and more I see
injustice taking human rights away!
I’m most appalled by censorship and lies
controlling us to feed elitists’ greed
as my so-called “free” government denies
the rights our constitution guaranteed!
The flagrant disregard of human rights
that’s happening today is sickening.
It’s history repeating . . . and the lights
are going out! End times are quickening.
Wake up and see what’s coming! If you don’t,
too soon it will be too late for us all.
Come stand and fight with me, for if you won’t,
we’ll be as slaves, and great shall be our fall.
Dec. 8, 2021
for the 'Human Rights' Poetry Contest of Robert James Liguori
Without a shadow's kiss
How blooms a hidden rose?
Without a storm's embrace
How does an oak repose?
In Twilight's waltz, secrets unroll
the mystery it bestows.
Yet in its gently budding leaves
tales of resilience compose.
How should I yearn to climb
I lack the precipice's call?
Cragged visions of distant peaks and
fallow mind
a darkened silent beckon enthrall.
Oh, to forge within,
Oh, why, doubt cloaks my inner child.
In solitude's chains
I hear the introspective thrall.
Yet, tremors are in my soul
and yet a lonely seed begins to climb
A combination of growth
harmonizing with each chime.
Nourished by tears that sow
the fertile sands of time.
My garden of emotions still hints
at a poet’s
paradisiacal paradigm.
Suddenly, a sunlit coast where dreams
unfurl in storms
A canvas painted by aspirations
that gently adorn.
With hopeful brushstrokes
life-captivating stories that plume.
A gallery of memories
a child’s kaleidoscope.
Once upon a solitary,
darkened
locked room.
Perhaps a gardener’s gentle hand
can stir the fallow ground
Fertilizing roots to depths
where true potential
once lost - begged to be found.
A dawn’s soft breath a gentle lure
perhaps to coax my dormant leaves unbound
Awakening possibilities in the quiet
yet, now fertile ground.
In stillness my thoughts emerge
unseen, a quiet vow,
An introspective voyage
on the sea of here and now.
My diamonds form from tears
not battles' echoing crown
I am a jewel of resilience
forged in the soul's darkest hour.
in bondage to social etiquette, our heart paused
spontaneity was stifled, innocence was lost
we wandered earth like a soulless ghost
love betrayal came at a heavy cost
glorifying body cage we live in
truth of our Self remaining unknown
accustomed to trauma bonding with pain
we denied God’s light even after we were shown
This won't be a pretty picture, but I'm going to use this paper to put my art on
I'm not heartless, let me show you where my heart's gone
Should I be ashamed? Should I hide my scars?
Some were gave to me, others inflicted from self-harm
The weight of the world on my shoulders, is easy to carry compared to the pain in my heart
I fell so many times and had no one helping me up
How could I be alone when I have depression telling me I suck
I wanted to get close to you Chantal, but depression was right there
It made me push away my dream girl and continued to be my nightmare
Age 13 I lost my virginity to a girl called Meg
I grew up quicker than I should have
I wonder if she ever thinks of me? Do I pop into her head?
It wasn't her first time, so I doubt it was as special for her
If she reads this, I hope I can make her feel special with words
There I go, Putting out stuff about me the world doesn't need to know
I'm probably wrong for putting my heart on display when I write this
I just hope people who give this a read will grow
Even if they judge me, I don't think I can hide this
I battle suicidal thoughts daily, so a lot of people consider me weak
I can rhyme my pain perfectly, but I'm unable to deliver a speech
When my ex cheated, was the guy richer than me?
Was he bigger than me?
I don't need to know, tell the bartender it's a hard liquor for me
All of my mistakes came with a lesson attached
I've never touched drugs, even though my brother and sister are injecting smack
Who am I to judge, when I used to pick up blades and made myself start bleeding
Depression makes me tired, anxiety prevents me from sleeping
I was bullied at school and made to feel worthless
I can't be a good poet, because I don't know how to word it
Got told I shouldn't love hip hop cause I'm a white dude
You don't have the right to listen to Rakim, Nas, Big Pun and Ice Cube
I was confused as to why they cared so much about what's playing in my earphones
Dealing with my fears alone
Bipolar so a lot of people label me weird
Sometimes I wish I wasn't able to hear
I find it hard to open up to new people who come close
I hide my feelings to the best of my ability from people I know
I'm only human, I hope you can learn from my mistakes
This is my real life pain, but to you its just words on a page
Nothing in the world so disarming,
so charming in it's domain.
Across a crowded room or two feet away
it's all the same.
The shortest distance between two people
despite any other claim.
Is for now and will forever be
with no denial the human smile.
Tongues are silent.
Why?
Peace is silent.
Until human interference.
Guns are silent.
Until human interference.
Disease is silent
until human interference.
Sky is silent.
Until human interference.
Trees are silent.
Until human interference.
Mother Nature is silent.
Until human interference.
Ink is silent .
Until poetic interference.
Simple Musing
Silent One
30 April 2020
I am a human in Life
willing to walk
what life grants of paths
with a heart full of chambers
of huge space
allowing each smile
each tear
to set their load on my face.
I believe in the knight
a visitor of dreams
a dweller of nights
dreams that roam a world
of their own
no room for a danger zone
no words would contain
their very tone..
I am a human in Life
I have faith
in what my soul could feel
despite a thousand miles
and the grief I could see
behind the smiles
and understand what I didn’t
get through
and still be there
for the human in you..
I am a human in Life
the world to me
is not just one
and one of them
off the frame of time
no sense of logic
would find a rhyme..
One world
that evaded the capture
of the word..
freed from any bond
an entity nestling
in each brook and pond
within the tune of Nature might
though extreme is the fright
the wonder of a huge vast ocean
is infinite..
I am a human in Life
I entrust every throb of heart
to my solid soul
arid is not my land
rather open and able to expand
with every drop of Love
you would pour on my Land..
I am a human in Life
grateful to Love
for allowing me to learn
how to be of worth
how to comprehend and grow
and how to bond with souls
my beauty to them I owe..
I am a human in Life
grateful to the word
for allowing me to weave my world
the world of poetry
how venerated and adored!.
If only angles could be calculated by degrees of truth,
Counted along perpendicularities measured by parallel reasons.
If only spheres were round,
Found amongst the globes hovering in the heavens we've named Space.
Circling nuclei like electrons to an atom, orbiting thoughtlessly around a point that never proved itself.
Heat and light suffice reason, it seems.
To be and hither thither, round about we go, whether poisoned entrails grow.
Math were to be the way to see,
Rather than moth to flame,
Until recently, it seems.
Counting pasts and futures has become futile, when the present takes both for granted.
If only we could count the circles round we've been,
If only we could swing in tune to frequent hymn,
If only we could see that out is what's within,
Then we'd learn of curve, sine and reason.
A Monoku by: Ink Empress
The ink of my skin doesn't define me nor does it construe my poetry.
Am I not human to your eyes?
Do you not see my soul inside that streaky mirror of yours ?
Have you forgotten, that I have a story too?
Beneath the canopy of heaven
God has Bisqued me and left you white,
some he even inked them yellow.
We each have our own unique skin tone,
bone is bone I wasn't meant to be alone.
Bigotry is not acceptable in a world where our heritage
is something we are born in, not something we chose.
Love me as if I were your neighbor, treat me as a brother a sister,
for I hunger just like you and I dream just like you
Am I not human to your eyes?
When you look at the color of my skin,
do you see me, ...as your next of kin?
By: Mystic Rose
you see me a monster
an angel in disgrace
for I plucked my wings out
just to honor the human race
inconspicuous yet dark
a disciple with a mark
all they do is lie and swear
they are always unprepared
for free will might be your gift
but their hearts are all adrift
I'm ashamed of what I've done
I can't be like everyone
all these mortal emotions
deny me of your devotion
how can an angel be so void
when human emotions they avoid
they are right, we are wrong
God have mercy on their Souls
It would be great if human beings
Were great at being human
And if all of mankind
Were made up of kind men
It would be wonderful if common knowledge
Was knowledge commonly known
And if the light from being enlightened
Into every heart was shown
It would be fantastic if the war to end all wars
Was the last war that we fought
It would be amazing if we learned the lessons
From every lesson we were taught
It would be cool if our freedom
To us was freely granted
And if every seed of kindness
Would grow wherever planted
It would be glorious if neighbors were neighborly
And prejudice a forgotten word
It would be awesome if we shared everything
And being greedy was absurd
It would be spectacular if the golden rule
Was golden to every man
And the good things that we ever did
Was everything that we can