Best Issues Poems
The dear old pastor had occupied the same pulpit for years and years;
He preached fire, damnation and The Hereafter scorching his congregants ears!
He had baptized hordes of kids and officiated when they married,
And comforted many mourning souls when their loved-ones were buried!
He suffered through stormy sessions at the monthly meetings of The Board,
And withstood the bickering of sisters of The Women's Guild, utterly bored!
Some of his flock were as stubborn as army mules and were quite contrary!
He faced challenging situations that they didn't teach about in seminary!
He confided with his long-suffering wife proclaiming, "This is the pits!"
And after serving the Lord nigh on thirty years he decided to call it quits.
He advised The Board that he was retiring due to health issues, you see.
(Truth was, he quipped, "I was sick of them and they were sick of me!")
I am a girl who is a little clingy
I will accept it
I am because of people who have left before
I don't want to lose anyone else
So I hold on for dear life to make sure they are happy
But it comes off as me being needy
I am not just scared
If I cling to you I am afraid to lose you
I feel like you leave
I will cling to you but won't trust you
Because of things, others have done
Lying
Pretending to be my friend
When instead they are just around
To ruin my reputation
To make my life terrible
To beat me down lower than I already was
So I am sorry for being clingy
For not trusting
But I can't help it
Because others hurt me so badly
That my heart is so broken
It is impossible to back the pieces
Why do people always need s a promise.. To accept what you say..
Why do people keep asking if you are lying in anyway..
Why do people always needs a guarantee to believe what is said..
Because everyone is finding heard to trust everybody..
In life people will always share their experience of what happened..
Trusting someone and giving all in and all out. Everything of your own..
But someone have deceived them at once.. May be taking time deceiving all…
They have broken the trust without realizing the trust is cracking for all..
Everyone is looking for someone honest, someone trustworthy..
And someone who abide by the promise.. To live by what they really are..
Because in life.. Maybe once.. May be more than once..
Your trust was broken and deceived and life was trust was taken granted..
And it was hurting so bad even with tears you were breaking..
The beautiful words you saw with trust... in minutes... its shattered down..
Without trust you have nothing... Not even a single thing...
Not even a single one..
You suffered.. You cried.. Your tumbrel and fall with tears you ask why..
But you will never find the answers ever again in your life..
So a wall you build around your heart and mind..
Never letting anyone come to your life..
Because you remember what is was like to be betrayed and deceived..
And you worry that it will happen again and again..
you will be broken once again..
Not everyone is going to take your trust for granted..
Not everyone will deceive again..
So if someone is reaching out to you..
Don’t push them away without knowing why…
Experience makes a person stronger and it will show you the true reason..
Give that person a one chance .. Don’t doubt and don’t trust again at once…
Give it time and try to understand the true reason why..
But.. Trust yourself and trust your inner gut feeling.. And I am sure you will be able to trust someone again in life!!
Dilu D wijegunasekara
17th of november 2019
Obsession Issues
Obsession in Yukon
Obsession in The Bronx
Even got obsession from
Mr. Flaunt what he wants
All these obsession issues
Don’t got time on my mind
So I’m throwin them tissues
Yukon likes number six
so I told him he’s buggin'
runnin' far away from this
The Bronx wants my time
but I told him he’s losin’ it
Must of bumped his head
cause he’s outta his mind
Mr. Flaunt what he wants
likes what he sees….pure intimidation
off the east and west breeze
but I can’t do nothin’ with him
I was just havin’ fun hun….now believe
I’m feelin’ smothered can’t breathe
get me outta here…..please
Imma’ charm baby boys…..what don’t you see?
Guess you got me confused with those lil’ fast breeds
Well do yourself a favor
and clear the coast for me
Cause I need plenty of acres
Somebody call Johnny…
Then animate me on the S Blvd Beat
suntin nice and slow like Italy so sweet
I’m sorry you boys are lame
I need a challenge in my life….
So glad that it came sayin’
“Leo, take the limelight”
Right where I belong…
I’m not tryin’ to be wife
A lot to accomplish in so little time
Boys take the fast track…
That... you can reuse!
She might even help you with
your obsession issues.
By: Aleasha A. Martin
Afraid of her shadow
Scared by her voice
Unsure where she'll go
If burdened with choice
She danced to the beat
Of the most fickle drum
Shifting her feet
Biting her tongue
A rebellious disciple
Imagination too grand
A reluctant rival
Avoiding the stand
Haunted by mistakes
Shamed by imperfection
She'll cease to be great
If she shuns her reflection
But she's open ears
To all who speak
Gullible to her peers
Too confused to think
The girl with no voice
The heart that tells all
She was granted a choice
But an ego too small
Trust is an issue that is dear to my heart,
It can’t be given or taken from the start.
It must be earned, it is the only way,
Head my words, there is truth in them today.
In this present world that we live in now,
There’s cursing, lying, and acts more foul.
How can you trust your neighbor next door,
Behind your back they thirst for even more.
Trust is something from back in the past,
Went hand in hand with honor making things last.
Today there is a different story on the streets,
An eye for an eye, appearance kept neat.
Everyone is out to save their own skin,
Cheat if they must to accomplish the win.
What have we become in this world of today?
Blinded by greed and leading friends astray.
Just to accomplish the upper hand,
Throwing trust aside with a masterful plan.
So how can we trust if the world is corrupt?
Nine times out of ten your trust blows up.
You extend your hand in hopes of returns,
When the time comes around all you get is burned.
This is my problem a downfall in life,
I trust few people until stabbed with a knife.
So earn my trust if you think that you can,
I’ll test what your worth to prove you a man.
Nathan Bane Leccese
© All Rights Reserved 06/15/09
Weapons and mass destruction
Traffic congestion
Infrastructure deterioration
Human experimentation
Child Abuse and Molestation
Church-State Separation
Toxic waste and unemployment
Exorbitant education
Police corruption and abuse
Alcoholism,Grey Goose
Can’t smoke indoors
Can’t smoke outdoors
Big Brothers mouth roars
“STOP the POLLUTION”
When it’s big businesses
That has the solution
To air pollution
It’s not the consumers
So stop spreading those rumors
Medicare and Medicaid Reform
Trying to set the norm
Compared to
Money Laundering
And the show that some
Perform
Media Bias
Would stop if we only had
More Zechariah's
Homelessness
In the U.S
It’s not a good reflection of America
Doing its best
Women fighting
For their equal rights
And racism lingering
Day and night
Change must be bold
And in Highlight
At times it feels like the world is out to get her. Sometimes it seems like no one is on her side. She has been left by her father. Been told she's fat by her grandmother. Nothing she ever does pleases her mother. She has been cheated on and lied to by most past boyfriends...take that back. ALL past boyfriends. Older guys look at her with wondering eyes. Everyone tells her hello...but they also say goodbye.
She's finally tired of being told a handful of lies. She's tired of hearing the same ole goodbyes. She's tired of betrayal and constant hurt feelings. She's tires of thinking she's not good enough for the sexiest guy to be with. She's tired of meaningless "I love you"s. She's tired of these damn trust issues.
World is full of witches
I'd love to write on them with stitches
Would you like to talk about your daddy issues,
I got time, lets break out some tissues
You say you want honesty
Your reaction while receiving is deceiving
Your say you and your man share many loving moods
Why am I sitting at a bar watching you hit on another dude
Yours is at home, if he knew he'd regret
Waiting for you in front of your television set
When you come home tossed
He'll make you food while you feel lost
You know you should give yourself to him
Your denying him the right to get in
You want him to beg for you
Just keep doing what you chose
Your love soon enough will be dismissed
He wont be around to kiss.
Happens with one man, ok
Happens with the second man..eh
Happens with the third man, yikes
Maybe a therapist in your future isn't out of sight
Trust Issues
Lovers trust,
While devils lust,
But it's so serpently,
The way you hiss,
In a choked up bliss,
As you slither away from me.
You're left with no eyes,
Left with no tongue,
Left with no legs,
With which to run.
One more slice,
Your movements entice,
One more slit,
And a ruby-red drip.
You're left with no arms,
Left with no ears,
Trapped in your mind,
A prison of fear.
No more regrets,
No more lies,
One last kiss,
To this world goodbye,
Your sanity drips,
From your fingertips,
You give into sleep,
Your soul, mine to keep.
Every breath you take,
I let you take,
And your breathing is in key,
With the strings I pull,
your eyes go dull,
As you pass, so peacefully.
And now this curse is mine,
I can't stop,
because it's so divine.
I seek blood,
and all the flesh I see,
Is just a playground,
for every fantasy.
I wreak havoc,
and I lust for death,
The smell of her skin,
still on my breath.
And when the morning,
Finally arrives,
I'll quench my thirst,
with unsuspecting lives.
Beneath Unknown Shores
Waves envelop the steel keel of a massive cruise liner
Off rails eyes hypnotized sense serenity on indigo bay
Cloudless sky beckons the sun for an endless summer
Islands perch on the horizon shaped like sculpted clay
Frenzied bodies traverse sundecks flaunting exaltation
To lips server hand exotic nectar full of alluring cheers
Above ivory keys dancing fingers exude determination
First time cruise explorers conquer psychological fears
Beneath unknown shores life meander above the sand
Seahorses cling to reeds evading rapid surging current
Green turtle Sargasso seagrass cuddle like contraband
Octopus amidst coral scampers survival reflex inherent
Apathy drown hushed grieving voices in troubled water
That breathtaking beauty of glowing vistas veils reality
Spirit of innocent whales menacing harpoons slaughter
Toxic plastic float and drifts contaminating flawless sea
Isolated world in need of crucial humanitarian concerns
Engaging altruistic minds in laborious ecological battles
Guardian of the flame strongly affirm the blind discerns
Fate digress evoking hearts to address ethical struggles
09/10/2018
Aboard cruise liner: Vision of the Seas
Ibiza, Spain
befuddled by mud puddle conversation
motivated to stay away from those in the throes of saving face
at a sprinter's pace
saving grace
each time I grind with people who don't mind blindly trying to debase my name
I end up sulking in the walk of shame
families need to learn to move on
be strong
but for crying out loud,
without a doubt,
there shall be heartfelt apologies issued from both sides
this bumpy ride might take a little swallowing of pride,
many bona fide hugs with love
you may go through a box or two of fresh tissues
to properly address the issues
we must stare defiantly into the eyes of resistance
identify the roots of our miscues
giving the boot to artificial rituals
to ambitiously make transitions,
stitch up wounds
switch up moods
shake up, move
to a place where faces are soothed by smiles and laughter
a fresh chapter
an escape after disasters happen
an island where
we realize those who actually matter
yes, addressing the crash
without making the past our current address
i write this piece in peace, for those who may be dueling with duress
stressed by words or actions of those who you may regret not being able to completely
love, respect, and/or caress
----------------------good love
takes hard work
©2014 ~JSL PoetTreez Publishing
Why are we the human race
rather than another extinguishing species?
Why not the human species
and not the cockroach race?
Why is human nature
intended as somehow supremely natural
not within but faster than,
above and beyond
inferior sensual nature?
Why is race,
inhuman embrace-conflicted context,
a qualitative noun,
stultifying stasis,
rather than a speeding verb
toward shared finish line
when everyone can win together
where no one fully wins apart?
Why is nature's race
not yet declared as one
indigenous Earth Tribe?
Bicamerally endowed
to celebrate Earth's rhythmic ordination
of regenetic liturgy and syntax,
grace racing veins
full-blooded diverse healing homes
of natural peace construction.
What happened to issue
as primal verb
when babies issued from progenitors
and words issued from mouths
and blood issued from wounds
and racing issued from DNA's polycultures,
storytellers weaving diverse generative threads
Remembering from whom and when we issue
back before embracing human memory
in dialectic dreamy nest of fractal tones
polychronic texture
4 dimensioned structure
rhythm rhyme dancing
polycultured racing
comic multicultural
co-operative opera.
Coincidental correlating races,
humane natural places,
issue forth to teach and humor
and recess back to learn and decompose
to mentor Nature's human embrace
radical solidarity race
rooted pace
secured by leaving none behind
Every living system ordained
to race redeeming issues
through singing flows of dancing waves
linked through all spacetime.
If race exponentially regenerates
intergenetic issues,
then this is more of a species relay race
during which boundary lanes
no more than trace and lace
our deep seasoned swimming synchrony,
blending genetic notes of freedom's harmony
toward nature's unfinish-lined
circling symphony.
Yesterdays world
Racial issues,
Who needs it?
DX
They want to be skin and bones with plastic wasters,
They want to be stupid, they want to be famous,
Fake, superficial and contagious,
"She don't want your love,
She wants your money, boy."
Modern royalty want cash in hand,
Ritalin,vicodin, and diazepam,
Valium,lithium, any kind of medication,
Liposuction, collegen,
Round and round we go again.
Plastic Nose, cushion butts, Botox and plastic chest,
You're not quite right, but you tried your best.
Mattel rang, Hey Barbie they want you back in your box,
You're allowed to have 'fun', but not too much.
Media, media, media everyday hysteria,
Disroders coming out your ears; and you think we're inferior?
Ignorance is bliss, I guess.
Open your eyes, blink twice and think,
Your life is perfect, isn't it?