Best In Front Poems
You didn’t notice my tears.
As you both kissed each other
like two lonely plungers
who just escaped from plumber’s solitary confinement,
your eyes open and wander up.
You didn’t look across that banquet hall
with my feet planted against wood polished tendencies.
Its creaks motioning time towards yellow-signal identity.
As my breath declares sudden death
against lake’s dripping reflections…
…you didn’t think to set your photo album on private.
Advertising lust
wrapped in pretentious cloak
sewed in recycled fibers of “love”.
With ignorant enablers speaking chic-flick tongue,
“Oh My Gawd! I’m so happy for you! I wanna ovulate!”
As I, put my head down
returning to this moment in time,
I had to let my song…cry.
Lenny Williams begins to exude “cause I love you” chorus,
as I walk towards bar
sensing your seductive retinas
stroking against my Latin swagger.
Your ring finger
chained by 3 carat, naïve cut, diamond
motions an intense, streaking caress
against wine glass filled with Zinfandel sin.
Because you know I am your addiction.
Your diabetic lips never forgot
that taste
of my
brown
sugar.
But, you didn’t notice my tears.
I wish you had.
For all this time, these tears
were of joyful splendor.
Because solace holds my hand
with candlelight warmth.
Slow dancing with my soul
in mystery Salsa sway.
While you stand on home plate,
holding your 2nd place trophy,
with 3 strikes against you.
A reminder that my heart,
was flexible enough
to dodge
a bullet.
© Drake J. Eszes
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
There’s too much thinking going on in my head
I need to try something different instead
Get myself to move on
Don't think I’m too far-gone
You made me aware right under this tree
To stop wasting time on my current spree
Learn to enjoy what’s right in front of me
Looking for the one isn’t all fun
Thought it was fun drinking every day
Know it’s cliché
But it doesn't pay..
All I know
The trouble is
I don't want a woman to save me
What I need is standin’ right in front of me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I just need the woman standin’ in front of me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Life's so good every day I can see
Something wonderful lookin’ back at me
Don't really know how
But I embraced the now
Every moment missed is something great
It’s right in front of us, have a little faith
Come-on, don't’ make life too tough
Take a moment to enjoy, it’s really great stuff
It’s great stuff
Looking for the one isn’t all fun
Thought it was fun drinking every day
Know it’s cliché
But it doesn't pay..
All I know
The trouble is
I don't want a woman to save me
What I need is standin’ right in front of me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
She’s standin’ right in front of me..
Going to try
To be the best me I can be
And know the reason why
All my life
Looking for the one isn’t all fun
Thought it was fun drinking every day
I Know it’s cliché
But it doesn't pay...
All I know
The trouble is
I don't want a woman to save me
What I need is standin’ right in front of me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I just need the woman standin’ in front of me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
This family fears God above.
Within these walls, there will always be love.
The door will constantly be open to the good.
I want that to be unequivocally understood.
If you are good, you will always be welcome.
We don't care where you are going, or where you are from.
See the welcome mat in front of our home?
While it is there, you will never have to roam.
inspired by another member's poem
Have you ever seen someone walk into a pole
Happened to me once while out for a stroll
Had a poem in mind
To all else I was blind
Should've paid attention, dirtied my camisole
© Jack Ellison 2015
I had a dream last night
fogged by an uneven frost of the morning
guessing if the sun rose.
It dawned on me
it was night still
with forehead engulfed by the fallen hair.
I figured her out
against wealthy gold streaks of sky
while flowers kept merrying in the garden.
Sitting cross-legged in the pavement
She awaited a long cherished arrival;
the pavement turning
BLACK , white
Black , WHITE
Wh…
Time danced on the cross roads
with a series of its resonant restrained movements.
Its hand drew out for me
and I trying to grab them
found the sun shining
illuminating everything
except shadow of my own construction.
The very next moment
ate up its hands
and shadow intermingled with the silent darkness.
Vehicles tossed up the roads
flooding the pavement with light
Yet,
Alterations marked the vivacity of vagueness
to fathom the unfathomable
and fragmented mirth wetted me from within.
Perhaps,
WHITE would make my shadow flee, I thought.
Sitting there,
she snatched stars from the moonless sky
and buried in the boisterous soil.
I climed up the hill
and fell from the precipice
and she followed
like unshed tears of void eyes.
I kept stringing up my instrument
as I had only songs to offer
that of my own disintegration
And she stood
in front of the church-gate
in deathly austerity.
The deity rose in protest,
Melodies evolved from the ocean-cradle
-filling the air with its uncommon pitch
and my songs kept straying in the corner
looking for fortification.
I dreamt then-
trees stretching themselves upright
trying to peep into heaven:
Deep fragrance of incences rising
where I stood
draped in WHITE
praying with vague distrust.
……..
‘AMEN’
……..
I rose from the bed rubbing my eyes
and at the breakfast table
I sat dismayed
as I remembered all.
She sits in front of them all.
Her nerves eating her alive.
The butterfly's in her gut are trying to carry her off.
She wont back down though.
My little sister stands out there alone.
She stands out there with the world to prove.
I’ve been walking this road
Perhaps all by myself?
For I can’t see anyone else
I don’t know what’s ahead
But I sure know where I’ve been
So I keep on going
No matter what happens
And whatever comes my way
I will try it out
For life is an adventure
And I will enjoy the journey
While surviving the slings and arrows
That come my way
It's happening right in front of our eyes.
We, who live today are right in the middle of it.
Being swept up in the wave breaking on humanities shoreline.
The global brain being born all around us, exponentially expanding, most oblivious of its nature.
Humans all over the globe, every nook and cranny communicating, exchanging ideas like never before. Country boarders being swept away in the torrent of human interaction, human communication. The growth and scope of this phenomenon is in its infancy, growing exponentially.
The global think now in place, instant knowledge, all of what humanity knows now instantly available to everybody. Huge, this is huge and will change everything. Global communities emerging and will continue, decentralization becomes the norm, democracy on a global scale. The "new world order" just not as previously envisioned. Not run by central masters but diffuse globally, impossible to control, humanities global think now moves forward into the future unlike never before.
You are a bully that hides in front of a computer sending out messages of lies, disrespect,
and hate.
If you have to hide in front of a computer to bully me, you're not very brave at all. In
fact, you are a phony and a fake.
I actually feel sorry for you as you hopelessly linger in your pathetic state.
The truth about me or any kid you're bullying will eventually come out. Truth is frightening
for you, isn't it? Because you know the truth will seal your fate.
You hide in front of a computer for hours at a time.
Your time would be better spent if you somehow discovered how, with other kids, you could
become nice and kind.
You hide in front of a computer to go about your daily routine of bullying other kids.
One day your computer will crash and along with it, your despicable bullying empire, too.
Just maybe then, you'll feel somewhat sorry for all the unnecessary bullying you did.
Al Johnson
Every time you light a cigarette
All you want to do is forget
Forget the past and the future
For years you've smoked away
You smoked and smoked and never quit
Suicide is that your thought?
Never thought once about your children
Whom lie there forever sleeping
Out there in the bitter cold
Without any coats on to keep them warm?
So what you've decided
Is to end it all right now,
You kept asking me if it's alright to
And my answer is always NO
NO it isn't alright to just decide to commit suicide
Too short of a life we have to live
And here you go and make it even shorter
By killing yourself you're killing a part of us too
Without realizing it you're gone
Before we can even save you
To watch you light a cigarette
And watch you smoke it
Would be to watch you slowly die
Right In Front Of My Eyes
What would you do,
if I were to stand naked in front of you?
Would you laugh and tear me apart,
if I were to show you my real heart?
Would you find it too dark to face,
or would you find my mind a beautiful place?
If I were to stand in front of you fully exposed,
would you take that journey with me if proposed?
Would you hold my hand or let go,
if you found out about my pain and sorrow?
Would you kiss away the tears,
or would you further feed my fears?
Would you follow me to the depths of my imagination?
Could you handle the ramification?
What would you do,
if I were to stand naked in front of you?
Huddled in front of the fireplace
Snow blanketing the outside world
Enjoying the smile upon her face
Another memory we will build
Snow blanketing the outside world
The atmosphere providing heat
Another memory we will build
Our honeymoon night we repeat
The atmosphere providing heat
In shadows of the crackling fire
Our honeymoon night we repeat
Never having lost our burning desire
In shadows of the crackling fire
Even after these many years
Never having lost our burning desire
Love making brings new tears
Even after these many years
Enjoying the smile upon her face
Love making brings new tears
Huddled in front of the fireplace
by Joe Flach
Racism makes me laugh
It's just the thought of another half-breed questioning another breed ha ha
ha!!!!!!!!!!
It's so funny even rosa Parks would have to sit back down for that one
Hilarium that Martin Luther King street has my favorite local hooker; Rita there
Belly-aching, to know that the KKK wouldn't let me join because of my color
I asked them, " How would anyone know I'm black if I constantly wear'n a sheet"
But they still denied me and said on Christmas they would think about me because I
wouldn't need a nativity scene,
They got holiday crosses that burn bright, aren't they just the sweetest
I was gonna become al-queda, but unfortunately Osama the orientation speaker..uh
They're still looking for him to show up... so let me know if you see him
I was even thinking that maybe the Aryan Nation was the way to go
But my head is entirely to lumpy to be shaven constantly
And then, they thought I just had cancer
Lets talk about the jews, just make sure hitler's not around to here it
Boy is he a major B*tch!
He wouldn't even let me edge him up a goatee instead
He insists on wearing that plastic mustache comb
Joke: If Obama was really black, and I mean all the way,
Would he really have been elected?
I've got a hint; the answer begins with an ''n'' word
Sometimes, Mel Gibson calls me up drunk, and rants about many things
But then he remembers I'm black and not Danny Glover
Just goes to show; without racism, society would not exist(LOl)
THE STORY IN MY HEAD (The Man Sitting In Your Front)
He’s not a human being – No, he is less of that
He might’ve been the one through whose sperm I permeated into my mother’s
But would you believe me if I told you that he deflowered his product?
And tags it a righteous conduct
To take a bite of the material to know it’s worth
And to be the first person to know what’s what and what’s not
That man sitting in front of you was the one who’s made me a shame
Since Mum caught him on me the second time, life’s never remained the same
I can’t even call my natal vehicle “Mom”
She’d say “I am not the mother of a whore”
I cannot give birth to a lady
Who’s only dream is to give birth as a baby
But what am I to do when that man sitting in front of you caused all these?
I can’t even tell you the pain I feel when someone calls me by his last name
I have to hold it in each time, in school I have to be called upon by the teacher with that name while being sane
But to whom am I to explain all these?
That the man you call my Father,
has committed murder
towards myself and my mother,
he’s sexed his first daughter
in an attempt to be the first buyer.
©Emmiasky Ojex
I had no choice that day but to love you
My heart could do nothing else but care
So perpetually my mind began to spin
When you sat down by my side so near
I don’t think I would have chosen you
If that moment in time was left up to me
But your Father had set in motion a plan
Where your grace would lovingly set me free
My heart was swept away so effortlessly
When you reached out taking me by my hand
I never realized my life could be this happy
Loving you as no other human ever can
And it was the most magnificent of blessings
The greatest gift my eyes could ever receive
That moment in time when I became so alive
When my God, placed You God, in front of me.