Best Lifecry Poems
Everyone gets one chance, one shot at this life,
what you do with it is your choice.
Bad things do happen for a reason,
keep smiling and things will look up.
Just keep smiling.
Everyone can smile and laugh in this life,
but what you find to laugh at depends on you.
Good things come and good things go,
keep trying and great things will come.
Just keep smiling.
Everyone can love and leave in this life,
but who you love is up to you.
Listen to your heart and love will flow,
keep searching for your soul mate.
Just keep smiling.
Everyone can hurt and cry in this life,
what you cry at depends on your inner strength.
Let tears flow free and happiness will come,
keep fighting for whats right.
Remember, keep smiling.
My thoughts sink deep like the waters in a well
My heart is heavy due to the uncertainties of tomorrow
In the belly of abject poverty do I dwell
The cry of huger pierces my ear drums like an arrow
As I sit by the road cup in hand
Pain and anguish engulfs my soul as neglection becomes my companion
A fearsome fight for a square meal becomes my head band
The dust of failure settles on my eye
As with the wind of hardships,the fight goes on
My eyes burn with fire and brimstone
As the rains of temptations beats upon my heart
Long suffering becomes my friend
For my pain I cannot for-go
I walk in the path of mockery
As my steps tear me apart
Please show pardon if our path should meet
For with the cry of Oliver twist,I would always ask for more
Serving the warrant
( By S.Jagathsimhan Nair)
Today I cry to this dry dust
Of these paths that silently merge
With the scalded mud of these huts.
I cry in the name of all men
Who are not home as yet, driving
Trucks or boats or whatever in
Nameless listless wildernesses
Who can’t leave an address while away
But have erred and left one with law
Somewhere which doesn’t leave them now
Today I carry the govt’s
Threats and warrants to their women
Who break into piteous wails
As I utter their near ones’ names.
Quelling a rising storm inside
They stagger their private pains once more
Broken heart poem(old) for PD on 30 Mar 13
In this dust settled after much
Strife in some dumb past with the Dutch
By this port a rare vessel visits
As if by mistake or memory lapse
I locate houses only their neighbours
Know, and sell law’s bitterness
To these bitter-gourds of earth while
Mewling kids keep tugging at their clothes.
I am in turn as dry as this dust
And as parched as their crackling throats
I am today these dark seas whose roar
Is my stiff word and wan silence.
I sit alone in this small room
Tears flowing down my face
I don’t know what to do anymore
Everything is falling out of place
I once was a very happy girl, full of confidence and glee
I don’t know what had happen to the person formally known as me
I am unhappy now the smile has faded away
I don’t live each life like I use to, use to live it day by day
I don’t know what to do with myself anymore
I don’t know how to feel
I wish this was all a dream, that this life I lead isn't real.
But it is and I don’t know what to do
I wish I had someone to guide me, someone like you.
But no one sees the tears that fall,
I shield it with a mask.
So I will take a healthy dose of the liquid in this flask.
I'll drown the pain and sorrow as I light this joint,
Till everything gets all fuzzy and I don't see the whole point.
I just want everything to be better, I want everything back
I need a friend to hold my hand and guide me through this path.
I don’t want to cry anymore,
I don’t want to feel sorry for myself.
This is my silent cry,
My silent cry for help.
~"Run run as fast as you can."
~"Everybody knows you can't outrun Jimmy!"
~"Under the house! Quick! he won't follow you under there!"
~~BAM! "Reuben ~ duck! You can't just run up under the house!"
~"Eventually he will give up and go away. Then you come out!"
~"Now Reuben! Come out Now.. But run for the house!"
~"Curve and weave and he'll miss But don't you stop."
~"Bet ya money he could lasso a bull."
~"Lot's of practice make a bad boy good at what he does."
~"Actually he ain't all bad. He gave me some of his candy once."
~"Candy he dropped in the dirt I betcha! Or worse."
~"Keep your eyes open. He ain't gone far! Run! Run! here he comes again!"
~"Just let me lasso you one more time and I'll quit!"
~"Ah shucks! I didn't hurt ya! why ya wanna cry for?"
~"Mama better not hear about this!"
~"Ever think you might grow up to be a Bull? You need practice!
~"Someday when yall grown and learn about recreation ya gonna thank me!"
~"Everybody knows recreation is good for ya! Even a dummy knows that.
~"Babies cry and girls. Patsy's crying cause she's an old ugly girl."
~"Let her cry by herself.. Hush that up! Ya better RUN!
~"Alright, I won't rope yall no more today. Just one last time!"
~"Come on, eat this candy; It taste like dirt; But you will like it."
~"Keep yall refreshed is all I'm trying to do.. It's just recreation..It's good for yall.
A feeling that hurts so much it
makes you want to cry
But for some reason you cant
the feeling of sickness but
Truly the felling of fear
When you feel like giving up
and the feeling of just
wanting to leave it all
You can't take it anymore
you feel all is over before
it even began
But all you want to do is
cry
because you can't take it any
more
You want to cry
and because you want to throw it
all away
you just want to throw it away
when you can't take the pain
when you can't take the fear
Your eyes fill with tears and
you just cant hold
them back anymore
yo start to cry
Because you want to run away
from it all but you cant
you want to throw it all away
but you can't
All you can do is cry.
you cry until you can't cry
anymore
You cry because you want it
all to go away
but you know no matter how much you cry
everything will stay the
same
I can't help but to cry sometimes,
Even though I try my best in being strong.
I try my best in holding my emotions all inside
I can't break down, I must try and remai strong.
But there are days when I get off to myself,
And I'm alone, quiet, and still.
I break down and allow myself
To release all of the pinned-up emotions that I feel.
Try as I might in not allowing the burdens of this here world,
To get the better of me, but sometimes it ends up doing so.
Brave as I try to be, deep down inside I'm just afraid little girl
That yearns so much to be told.
That it's okay to cry becaus crying will make m feel much better,
That I don't have to feel that I've got to keep on being strong always.
That whatever things people may say about shouldn't matter
God's going to take care of me and make everything okay.
Like the majestic mighty Mississippi River I allow my tears to flow,
I cry until I feel I can't cry any more.
All of the things that's been bothering me, I just let it all go
The reasons of me stressing exists no more.
After I've had myself a good cry my tears then finally cease,
A wave of a refreshing feeling comes over me.
Through more optimistic eyes I'm abe to see things more clearly
And to handle my circumstances more differently.
I cry on what I changed into.
It’s hard to kill when you have raised it from the farm.
But then again you will never let your family starve.
The Preacher works for penny’s in a pan.
While he hopes you get’s his message – 30 min on the podium
To see new life come true.
Will change that person inside of you.
As a soldiers eye in view.
I cry on what I have changed into.
That’s why here I sit.
Writing poetry with my mind, being sick.