Best Ive Poems
Ive just joined a group called poetry soup
A troop of writers , Ney intellectual fighters
They lay themselves bare , Pray you care
To take the time , read there rhyme
and ask them the question
What inspired there direction
Enquire if poetry has salvaged there soul
or has it just papered over the hole
Because we've all been tainted
had our integrity painted
In a light that displeased us
Thankfully humility cleared us
To have another go
Get on with the Show
For the actors need words
Otherwise they cannot be heard
Categories:
ive, peoplepoetry, integrity,
Form:
Free verse
The air in this tomb sticks to my lungs offers no relief
The moments of comfort are short and brief
the darkness engulfs all of my senses
like the wrapping of guilt in so many confessions
maybe i deserve this twisted fate this ironic end
what i wouldn't give know just for a friend
my body grows weaker as the ordeal carries on
i pray this time tomorrow i will already be gone
laying in this bed i feel its my coffin my casket
don't know where I'm going but ill get there in a hand basket
even though i know its almost over regret seems to be my only companion
inside there is enough sorrow to feel the grand canyon
this late in the end i cant find the strength to speak
so much left unsaid am i wicked or just weak
i think people are here with me voices and a familiar face
the people i love cant follow me know they must stay in this place
if theres more after this life has passed me by
ill wait for you all on the other side
i hope I've left fond memories with you all
you kept me standing after every single fall
Categories:
ive, allegory, art, death, depression,
Form:
Lyric
so this one time i was just at home with my friends
and we just decided that we would pretend
that our group was no group
but a theater troupe
and we got up and made up a play
we danced and we sang
and we laughed like a gang
of sailors do when they drink
we sat on the floor
and we thought up some more
little skits just to do when we're bored
Categories:
ive, funny, imagination,
Form:
Light Verse
80 paintings i gave away
an abstract to the tune of the stairway to heaven
good advice and solutions to certain ailments
written on the back
wisdoms to resolve confusion written on the back of others
some lost along the way i have not forgotten
like th one left at the library
like the one given to the homeless shelter
like the one i gave to the city center police station
the needle in the hay stack
with methods on how to escape a concentration camp
the reality on the back
every relationship in my life
the good the bad and the ugly
with all poetic cryptic heartfelt advice
away walk the hookers and cons with an enlightenment
some find a sense of enjoyment of the things they find
something you can't take back from society
as these paintings will eventually change hands
wether bought or sold
or sit in the restaraunts or homes to be looked at
one day these pieces will come together
this is intelligence trading hands in random haphazard wonder
like new tarot cards for your future to wonder
the mystery out there built on the foundations of today
an inspiration from me i got from caring about someone else
the powerful, the hungry, the victom, the oppressor, the rich and poor
ive already changed your life tomorrow
and the past is out there catching up to you today
subtle conversations of bouncing some ideas off of others
either to agree to disagree
or completely understand oneself or another
this intelligence is out there
my life story you will one day have to wonder
themes done to the lyrics of stairway to heaven
now you can see when and where i changed songs
if you can configure the one most likely to be next
in my artistic obsessive compulsive order
Categories:
ive, art, history, inspirational, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
I offen soffen neether content nor intent,
eether explicit or implicit about
devices to rearrange things in
the Care-ah-beein Sea or
pahkin karz at Hahvad
in Bostin.
Categories:
ive, america, humorous, introspection, language,
Form:
Free verse
I have lost everything
My home, my family, my friends
But I cant weep a thousand days
I cant feel sorry for myself
I must get up once again
I must achieve my goals
I have to face reality
I will continue on for everybody
I will lighten a path for those in my shadows
I will lead them to hope
And pain will never hold people back again
Categories:
ive, future, heart, hope, inspirational,
Form:
Blank verse
DADDY I KNOW I'VE
MESSED UP
AND HAVE MADE EXCUSES ALONG
THE WAY
YES I KNOW IT'S A FACT YOU
DON'T LIKE ME
BECAUSE JESUS CAME
TO TURN MY DARKNESS INTO DAY
I'M SORRY FOR ALL THE TIMES I
HAVE DONE ANYTHING
TO HURT
I PRAY THAT ONE DAY JESUS
WILL SAVE YOUR SOUL
SO YOUR THOUGHTS ABOUT
HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH
YOUR EARLY DAUGHTER
WOULD BECOME BRAND NEW
Categories:
christian, faith, father, forgiveness,
Form:
Pastoral
C this jay aint the only thing on fire, displayed faint plea's lonely things conspire,
I believe in world's where nature is shyer, I bleed in this 1 til evil expires,
im tired, now exhausted from agnostic peers, manifesting
contesting to use their worst fears, to entertain
or contain you, god forbid it be a kid you
re-framed to attain to, due to the
benefit of self progression, still
wary of scary ways they
suppress in, forcing your
mind to remind spirit, "I
understand you're a man
and won't fear it", "but the
frequency of commute is so high
they don't hear it". I was told by the
wise you cant pry third eye's open, I unfold
by surprise easy words that I've spoken, I attract
to exact power peers who have woken, we share the
same care for the weak and the broken, im feeling the yielding
of light in my being, believing is seeing so love is conceding, lonely to
the only misses, who were born into evil and grow into misfits, I consider
the every, the any, and all, I'm prepared forever to catch angels that fall..
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Categories:
ive, angst, caregiving, love, evil,
Form:
Free verse
I’ve been ragged on
I’ve been pushed around
And I plead to the sky above
When is my time to be loved
Is there a time for me
Oh I just let me be
It certainly is not their show
How would they know
It’s been such a long time
To be standing in the long line
Here I am I’ve paid the fare
Laying my lonely heart bare.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Categories:
ive, love, love hurts,
Form:
Ballad
ive been here all day
sitting in youre room
not saying anything
cause i think what i say
would be weird to you
i really think youre swell
isnt it easy to tell
how uncomfortable
i feel
around u
im just bursting to say , stay
please take me with you
please show me the world
that designs you
im so bored with my life
feeeling the knife
that will take my life
next to u
please my romeo
say it isnt so
say the cleich
was deminished
cause what we're dealing with
is a life shift
hope you care about the world around you
but im here
im near
ill show you the way
they said man knew the secrets
but son i knew you were the chosen one
thats why joan a vark and I chose you
why would i deal with the seal on my head of a cross
that was designed to keep me
a slave till the grave
for heven or hell
its actually u to tell the only way
i will folow
so choose my dear
wait ... youre hard to hear
ill take it back ... its now ... my secret
Categories:
ive, angst, art, dedication, depression,
Form:
Epic
ive been brave enough
to face the fight
to hurt me like this
you had no right
all i ever did was care for you
now i hear from your friends
that to me you were not true
now with empty arms
and a heart filled with deep pain
please GOD take away
the memory of where he,s lain
how could he leave like that
like i was nothing but a friend
i guess i,ll never really know
why it had to end
Categories:
ive, lost loveme,
Form:
I've seen hell many lights ago, the light at
the end of the tunnel grows dimmer
and dimmer I'm alone.
The demons dance on my heart what
a start I've seen hell. The bells ring
10 times I believe, crying out for help,
no one hears me. I've became mute
, I've seen hell.
My dreams consist of cutting, all the
pain I've felt came to light Satan's laughs
as I grab the knife, I've seen hell.
The fire grows stronger will I last much longer?
Hell a soft ocean of loss souls with the hint
of sadness through all this madness I
burn with sadness; fear has cried out ,
demons shout come dance
with me, as I weep amongst
the trees I feel to my knees.
tears run down my eyes what a
surprise I think I died .
I've seen souls who cried out but
never made a sound. I've seen
demons wearing crowns as
all the souls bow... With silence...
Now frowns... I've seen hell.
Categories:
ive, horror,
Form:
Free verse
On Wednesdays I get angry,
and on Thursdays I make pots,
and then I am no longer angry.
When I’m angry I blast Buddy Holly—
but I keep the windows up.
And then I think it’s so funny, you know,
that I’m listening to Weezer,
and I’m reminded of how much I miss Joseph,
and then I am no longer angry.
Chloe drapes heating pads over me
and Lauryn goes to the store for cake
when I say I have a sweet tooth
but my back is aching bad.
I tell Jenna I feel crazy
and she says,
Do you want me to tell you
about a time I did something so crazy?
I stand at the window and I eat mint Milanos
and I watch a couple kiss goodbye.
They are my age and I wish I wanted to roll my eyes
but I see him tip her chin up with his finger
and I exhale.
My parking’s getting worse but
I’m getting better at not feeling
like I need to drive everyone home all the time.
Muddie keeps spare contacts on my sink and goes home in my jeans,
and my eyelids flutter shut when they hum in the mornings.
I’ve been thinking about the man in the hat
at the Vietnamese restaurant.
He was sitting alone and his smile was so warm
and I’ve been thinking about how often
I discount men in hats.
If I step outside I can hear the kids at recess, and the sun smells so good,
and we always find enough chairs for all the friends at the dinner table.
I really don’t listen to Weezer all that much.
Gina brings muffins from work and burns them twice in my oven.
The people at the film shop know my name.
My cousin cries when I take her to the airport.
I think my heart could burst open at the nothing of it all.
Categories:
ive, appreciation, autumn, community, friendship,
Form:
Free verse
Ive Seen
I really did miss you
I wasnt sure what to do
Ive seen hell
When I wasnt well
Ive seen heaven
Before i stopped believing
Ive seen the real me
no longer blind I choose to see
God now walks by my side
His love fills me inside
I choose the path to the right
Nightmares are gone at night
Im no longer feeling lost
Gods love will last at no extra cost
March 24,2009 Bettie Avery
Categories:
ive, faith, love,
Form:
Tail-rhyme
September ushers in the cool, beautiful month of October,
That in turn heralds winter months, which can be bitterly cold,
Slowly my leaves shed into dark green, orange, brown, and gold,
And as my boughs empty, I reflect on our heavenly maker.
But I am not sad, look forward to the joy of snow when I’ll be laden,
With incredible encompassing whiteness which continues spreading,
But beneath my boughs now, children fallen leaves kicking and playing,
Romance blossoms as guys carve on my trunk,the name of their maiden.
I live out in the country, a serene place, next to a village church,
Families arrive every Sunday, thankful the summer heat has abated,
And look forward to the wonders of October month that God created
Even a few robins stayed behind and on the churches window sill perch.
And then let’s not forget, that October is Halloween month, what fun,
With scary costumes, trick a treating, and exceptional loads of candy
Children visit neighbors, relatives, everyone in their suburb, so dandy
From door to door until they can carry no more, go home, they are done!
October has 31 days, and each day is a small miracle, I’m still left standing
Rustic beauty abounds everywhere people love it, I’ve been here forever,
Will be for many Octobers to come, sad to see funerals at church, but never
Want October to end, it’s so leafy, crunchy, full of abandon and enchanting!
Entering Poetry Contest "October"
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
01/10/2020
Categories:
ive, children,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme