Best Lifepeople Poems
I been through hell.
Man I even been chain and sell.
But I stand tall because like a black person I will not fail.
I have the heart of a king and a dream that can not be kill.
But this world is fill with misery.
our people is dyeing in this modern day slavery.
Black,white,Latinos,all of my people get up and marsh with me.
Because by any means necessary brother and sister we must break free.
Please listen to me case in God's eyes we are all one family.
But why can't we stop the fighting and unite as one.
Because thats the only way this war will be won
pay no attention to the girl behind the mask,
like the man behind the curtain she'll give you all you ask.
but who gives her?
she'll wither away never knowing who you were.
aint it sad?
how no one recognizes what they had.
pay no attention to the boy and his guitar,
strumming chords to drown his loneliness that still it wont get him very far
but still he tries
so that nobody sees he cries
aint it sad?
how people treat eachother...so bad
they paid no attention as they crossed the crowded room
seeing shadow after shadow, wilting slowly as they bloom
then they see
each one more miserable than he
is it true?
theres some more miserable than you
All the innocent bystanders in the crowd they wait and listen
for some tiny inclination that their voices have been risen
were they heard?
by someone greater and absurd
so that they feel
they're a little bit more real
the girl the boy and all the people in the world
bathe in the sun and shed their skin as high up in the air they twirled
beneath the moon
they could see eachother bloom
could it be?
things are worth what can't be seen
afterall
Form:
two people together
they are so much alike
they like the same kind of things
like swimming or riding a bike
they share a closeness that's so special
and rare
when they out together others carn't help but look and stare
they fit together so well
they go together hand in hand
a quote that was once hard to understand
as people see their closeness
they agree and beging to nod
they just like two peas in a pod.
Bar is standing room only
Poetry reading
Hopefuls and veterans make the scene
Rub shoulders
Drinks in hand
Crowd at the bar
The place closes down
Quietly people move
Like silent shadows
Leaving
Without saying goodbye.
Nighttime
Second Avenue alive
Young people congregate
Hustlers stand on corners
Neon lights twinkle in the night
A few street people
Sit in a doorway
Huddled and lost
Hustle for change
Something to eat
Playing music that only the stars can hear
The beat of the city goes on
Never stopping
Undiminshed
Only the vastness of night
Reminds us
That we belong somewhere.
The ocean licks the shore
Like a puppy
Near high, pompous buildings
While in the far distance
Hurricanes are wrecking the coast
There are yet unawakened hurricanes
Why do people give them pretty human names?
Days here are full of sun
Glasses full of drinks
In the numerous bars
Where people forget their troubles
Which they’ve brought along with them
They are facts of life
My footprints are immediately wiped out in the wet sand
And the tail of this verse
Snatches with its beak a seagull
That screams far away
Distracted by its prey
-Sentimentality can blind a man to the truth.Those who appear the most trustworthy deserve
the most suspicion. So check on those we trust (Trust But Check).
The people closest to us cause the most pain
When emotions are dry they expose us to more rain
They say trust is a virtue
On our mind from dawn to dusk like a child's curfew
When I sit and think about trusting another girl
My mother
A friend
My brother
I change my mind
Brush trust to the side
I'll never forget how much I trusted her and got cheated on
When I was little trusted my mother and got beated on
Trusted my dad but got badly neglected
Thought me and him were homies but got badly disrespected
All grown up now and nobody can get close
I feel I trust myself the most
For others I possess no feelings
Like a ghost
Catch them in their lies pure intuition
The ones most trustworthy get the most suspicion
Traitors can't get an ounce of trust out of me
Thank God I study psychology
I can't help it, they all screw up
Knocked down the ranks soon after they move up
I offer my experiences to all who read this
No one can be trusted, please believe this
Check on those we trust
Verification is a must
Be watchful and vigilant of people who label you with lust
Women don't set youself up to get laid or played
Men don't allow yourself to sprayed or played
Trust doesn't exist anymore at least in this generation
Looking for love in all places
Such desperation
Spot them before they spot you
Identify the clue
If you can trust them then fine
This is just my opinion
My view
As you have just read, I have a serious trust issue. People only use you for an ulterior
motive they secretly conceal. I know, I know, everybody must face the fact they will be
used. Then again, what about the method of OVERUSING people. Humans in all shapes,
sizes, genders or colors can be so deceiving. I sound bitter, I know that already, but come
on even family can't be trusted. This is just my opinion and cry out to any one to just check
on the people that lust for your confidence. Just cause they appear trustworthy doesn't mean
a thing...
They say without trust, a relationship won't last. They are right. For strange reason however,
I can't seem to trust family, a stranger, a friend, boy or girl. Scary? You tell me. But...What if
I can't trust myself...?
I Believe in God
I believe in a higher power
I believe in that power to be greater than myself
I also believe in Jesus and what that means to the Christians
And I humble myself by showing humility and respect to their spiritual leader and its people
with a simple bow
I also believe in the Buddha teachings and what that means to the Buddhists
And I humble myself by showing humility and respect to their spiritual leader and its people
with a simple bow
I also believe in Allah and in the prophet Mohammad and what that means to the Islamics
And I humble myself by showing humility and respect to their spiritual leader and its people
with a simple bow
I also believe in Hashem and what that means to the Jews
And I humble myself by showing humility and respect to their spiritual leader and its people
with a simple bow
There are many other religions and many other faiths. There is no right or wrong each of us
follows a path that is best suited for a purpose. We are here not to ridicule or judge others
but to assist our brothers and sisters regardless of ones belief or faith. We are spiritual
beings having human experiences. As soon as we recognize and honor the integrity of each
other our world will change.
Im sick and tired of being lied to.
?''Our culture has came a long way, and it could be much worse.''
who are u referring to in with this comment?
because for about a billion people in the world, i dont think things cud be much worst.
indeed, our standard of living is phenomenal.
but at what costs are we willing to pay, for US to have this way of living.
and for me, its not just that theres flouride in the water,
and theres heavy metals in our deoderant,
but its the fact that we are all being lied to.... ALL THE TIME.
how do you feel when things are advertised as healers,
but in actuality,
these same substances are toxic to such a high percent of the individuals using them?
the pharmaceutical industry is one of the largest profit grossing industries to ever be.
now, if you owned a business, whats your ultimate goal?
to generate the most amount of money possible most would say.
people being sick and dying = greater profit.
war against a made up enemy ie. the russians ie. the war on terrorism,
war on drugs = greater profit.
geez people are actually generating millions throwing weed heads in jail.
war on drugs = greater profit.
hmmmmm, the system we live in, to me seems ruled by the few elite,
controlling the masses through media and television, with hidden agendas of total
dominance and financial immortality.
again, im just sick and tired of being lied to.
Form:
The new day breaks with the voice of a bird
In the distance replies can be heard.
The sun starts to rise, so soft and red
It’s time for people to rise from bed.
The clock is now ticking the race is on
Time is short the peace has gone.
Things to do people to see
The worlds gone mad or is it just me?
No time to sit and ponder a while
No time to talk and exchange a smile.
A cup of tea and a slice of toast
On the hoof, but a bit more than most!
Out the door and down the street
I cross the road and wave to old Pete.
In the car, the radio’s on
May be they’ll play my favourite song?
The lights are red and never green
I’m in a hurry, please don’t be mean.
Make some calls, grab a shave
This is no way for a human to behave.
In to work, I arrive on time
The daily slog of toil and grime.
A day to pass of much the same
For when tomorrow comes, we start again!
SALON
IT IS THE PLACE TO GET REVAMP,
REVAMP OF THE FACE TAKES
PLACE.
BUT YOU CAN REVAMP YOUR INNER SOUL.
THE BEAUTY SALON IS THE PLACE.
AS BARBER CHOPS DOWN YOUR HAIR,
SAME WAY THE PEOPLE AROUND YOU
CHOPS DOWN YOUR
HONESTY N PRIDE.
YOU CAN THINK AT SALON AND CAN
GET REVAMP OF YOUR SOUL.
WHICH WILL TAKE YOU TO
SANITY.
THINK HOW YOUR HAIR
BEING CHOPPED BY SCISSOR
AS A WEAPON.
AND SAME WITH YOUR SOUL IS BEING
CHOPPED BY PEOPLE AND
GREED IS THE CULPRIT.
SALON IS THE PLACE TO THINK.
I THINK SO !!!
AS BARBER IS YOUR ANGEL
TO HIS TUNES YOU MOVE
YOUR HEAD.
BUT YOU ARE YOUR MASTER
TO MOVE YOUR HEART TO
YOUR TUNES.
SALON IS THE PLACE WHERE YOU PAY
YOUR WEALTH FOR REVAMP OF
YOUR FACE,
AND FOR REVAMP OF YOUR
SOUL
YOU HAVE TO PAY IN THE PRICE
OF SACRIFICE
LOVE
AFFECTION N
CARE.
SALON IS THE PLACE TO REVAMP
YOUR SOUL
I THINK SO!!!
Form:
My heart is purred clean,
I feel like I am guide in a wrong direction,
Why is it the world we live, so harsh?
Why do people lie in your face?
Why God isn't there when when you need Him the most?
I am tired of waiting!
It's been 5 years, nothing has changed!
I am tired of knocking on the wrong doors.
Every time I look for you I get discourage!
Where are you?
Why do you send me to people who don't care?
Shouldn't life be fair?
My feet are stuck in the mud,
I feel like I can't go no where!
I hate to live here!
I want to be in a place that I can call home,
I want to be around people who cares about others,
All I see is lies and false advertisement!
I am tired of chasing life to make it my way!
All I ever wanted was small things,
That makes me happy!
That you take away from me!
Why are you doing this to me?
What am I supposed to learn?
Why am I supposed to wait?
Form:
I've heard that the water here will run dry around 2017
I wrote an essay back in 87 about fresh water
I was quite young to have any inclinations about the importance
Water would have in the near future
I saw a man pouring out his liter bottle onto the ground
He had this look of disgust as though it had gone bad
I couldn't help but to wonder why not pour it onto something living
Rather than the sidewalk
We have been operating in automaton mode for too long
Too comfortable to question one's personal culpability
As people in countries not far away
Drink contaminated spill-off from our thoughtlessness
What good is a house made of gold if there is no water to be had
In a quixotic fashion
Many trust that our scientists will find a solution
Such as desalinizing the ocean or filtering polluted rivers
Which are possible with one exception
The ridiculous platform of how expensive it will be
To bring these ideas into fruition
Meanwhile landfills are overflowing with empty spring water bottles
And people living in the desert water their plush grass in the middle of the day
My deep concern lies with the children
I hope that our recklessness won't create an atmosphere
Of pure survival mode for them
An arena of mayhem based on the two element molecule we forget to nuture
Sex
Strong
Sexually
Test
Time
Transmitted
Drop
Die
Disease
People whoo have an STD
I bet they feel so alone
Some of these people have
a disease
That is going killed them one day
They are so afraid to tell anyone
Because they know onces they
do
People around them will not act
thw same
To those people out their
Who have an STD
Don't be a shame of it
Tell people so they can learn from
you!
Maybe when you tell just one person
That one person
You are saving their life
So when you die
You are not dying in vein
I know you feel like you cannot
go on
Please do not this diease rob you
Yes u do have something that is
going kill
But with everything that happen to
u that is negative
It's all about how you take it
It's not over until God say so
Form:
Some people love to watch animals and birds
Go to extreme and locations to view
And with their cameras, bring us fine pictures
To high flying eagles and the buffalo in herds
Of all their habits and what they do
Some of mother Nature's finest fixtures
I tend to dwell on the people critters of this fine Earth
They are all around and in endless supply
One has to admit, there are some strange birds
Some have no value, some are of some worth
Some will tell you the truth, and some will lie
And some, well there are just no words
The guilty are the ones that I go for
They will always over compensate to assure you
That they are an angel and they are good
A little of that and I don't need anymore
Creatures of habit and i know what they do
That will never be good, even if they could
You do not have to travel to far off lands and places
Sometimes they are as close as right next door
They come in all races, even Americans
When caught, the same old long faces
As long as the world turns, there will be more
I love to watch humans
Form:
No one tells you but growing up sucks.
As you get older the lemons don't make lemonade anymore.
So you end up drinking straight from the lemon.
There is no sugar to mask up the bitterness.
Life long friends move away, people turn their backs
and your not forgiven for your mistakes.
The wounds that you previously applied
band aids too reopen and need to be re-soothed.
Sometimes it starts to look like your losing
more than you gain.
You lose trust in people because when you
were young and trusting they slit your innocence away.
You began to lose that carefree personality.
People start to tell you quit being so mad all the time.
Yet you keep pushing forward up this uphill mountain called life
anyway.
You don't want anyone to know it but your so afraid
of the future and things always feeling this way.
You have to be strong on your on, stand on your own
two feet because sometimes that shoulder never comes.
You lean on yourself, even though that's impossible.
These are just some of the things that they don't tell
you about growing up.