Best Lite Poems
Oh!
the lite-bulb
blinked
it did
I felt it
but what was it
and where is it now
or light is too fast ~
or truth never lasts
Some people are up to no good
And seldom behave like they should
When in Tinseltown
They let their hair down
Knowing starlets like Holly would
Not just a plastic peg
You reflect the light below
Born into a guiding template
Cast members for the show
We play until our light burns out
Game rules as old as time
Look within and find the source
A true self paradigm
She takes the stars up in the sky
And connects their dots at night
Like a giant Etch A Sketch
Her own Galaxy Lite-Brite
Using neon highlighter
All the colors she can find
Drawing close the Cosmos
She closes both her eyes
Adding a bit of the abstract
She changes hands from left to right
On this giant Etch A Sketch
Her own Galaxy Lite-Brite
When I see your smile
I see a smile that's true
When I see a smile
That knows what I've been through
When I see that smile
Covered with a frown
I know that frown
Is longing for my smile
Smiles are allways waiting
To see your lovely face
Smiles that never doubt
Your loving heart and grace
For you a smile is waiting
No matter what you do
A smile that knows the secrets
About me and you
Now you can buy them in sizes
There's clear and colored ones to,
Short, skinny, long and spiral
Just to mention a few.
In lamps and yard lights
Used in every house to see,
Some only last a few months
While some come with a lifetime guarentee.
The world would become darken
Without a litebulb to shine bright,
People may not find their way
In the dark without a nightlight.
So, such a good invention
I'm sure all would agree,
Life would become a hazard
If lightbulbs wasn't a nessity.
I can see it in his face in his walk in his grace by the way he looks me in my eyes a blaze so deep a vision in my eyes that melt me weak I hear it in his voice the tone he speaks I lite his life
I can tell by the way he's holding on to me like I'm the woman who jus walked out his dreams by the way his actions shout louder than his words by the way he puts my needs first I lite his life
I feel it in every kiss nothing but passion left tingling on my lips not a day goes by I'm feeling some broken hearted kinda of way cause a man in love will never leave his women in that state I lite his life
I know for certain a happy man will go out of his way to make certain he keeps a smile on his women's face well sunshine glows from my forehead to my chin and day by day that's the reality I'm living I lite his life
He doesn't have to say it in so many words its how he is with me that reveals first the depth of his emotion far beyond strong a rythnm from my favorite love song and being in his arms is a feeling I refuse to give up day by day watching him fall in love I lite his life....
The Military
A soldier lost his rifle
A general lost a war
Soldier shot
Cowardice they said
The General was promoted
Got an extra star.
“You’re always right with Auto lite”
The roster in the barnyard; He’s just won’t crow for day;
And the hens are pecking everywhere; what will they eat today.
The dogs are on the porch; scratching at their fleas;
The goose is eating walnuts; that have fallen from the trees.
Lurking in the undergrowth; the weasels on the prowl;
Watching with intensity; wondering what he’He'll have for chow.
The hawks are up there flying; soon to swoop and snatch;
And the coons are gathered by the gate; trying to work the latch.
The wife is in the kitchen; making pumpkin pie;
The mice are watching from a hole; a kitchen raid they’ll try.
The cat is busy cleaning up; trying to act like he can’t see;
And he’s drooling over mouse head lunch; while in his favorite tree.
The pigs are in the mud; waiting for some swill;
The fox is watching in the grass; for something he can kill.
Easy country living; isn’t everything it seems;
And living in serenity; I guess is just a dream.
The farmer has his mortgage; the tenant has his rent;
The chickens have their eggs to hatch and the workers back is bent.
The writer has His pencils; the weather has its storms;
The actor has His critics; and the ozone layer is torn.
The author might be crazy; because He’s laughing like a fool;
When everything seems funny; what else is there to do.
Summer sky's have never seem so dark
I think I'm tearing us apart
My past is to deep to keep us hear
Listing to the birds chirp as the sun rise
Seeing the moon fade away and hide
with me suffocated in your arms
Wrapped so tight around me it is my only security
Because if I am not lying in you bed I don't feel safe
If your not whispering sweet nothing in my ears
Then what should I face
The truth
No because the truth is that you don't love me
The truth is that I don't love you
We just love the thought of each other
And that I can blame my self . but the only time we connect is when you are inside of me
If your are not There I don't feel nothing
But a bottom less pit of what ifs.
What if you actually love me
What if I told you the truth
What if we actually gave a damn
What if you could be the proof
that love actually exists
In this crooked twisted world that we live in
But its time to put up the toys . and stop telling white lies
And stop playing pretend
because if you begin with a lie that is how it will end
And I am done with living my life in sin
When I gaze up at the evening sky (by the way I think everybody should)
I’m often reminded of my younger days…back in my childhood.
Back when I played with my Lite Brite…for often I would sigh…when I saw the constellations I created…back when I controlled the sky.
And I wonder if ancient astrologers gazing up into the night…were as enamored with what they saw…as I was with my Lite Brite.
Back when I played connect the dots…when it wasn’t always clear…when I started to connect them…what picture would appear.
And I wonder how long it took ancient astrologers to make the correlation…to connect the dots of light across the sky and form the constellations.
I don’t think it crazy or in the least bizarre…to think there was a little bit of child in those ancient astrologers as they gazed up at the stars
Perhaps they formed their beliefs…and found answers to the question why…by playing, in their own way, with their Lite Brite in the sky.
Gazing at the constellations tonight…I’m filled with a host of childhood thoughts…which makes me want to thank those ancient astrologers…for connecting all those dots.
One day when the yoke of sentiment
Is broken and burnt to ashes our minds
The mind of morality will question us with The lengths of our destruction rather than our Achievements in our society
One day when the image of corruption is
Made shadow less in our society then
We will stand to doubt our past in our Own Deception arguing whether it was within Us or without our subconscious mind that We wallowed in social menace without a Trace
One day when our conscience is loosed From religious sceptre we shall all stand And weep to fill the sea with our tears of Endless regrets seeing the dept of our ills
Then we shall see that the more we push Others down we too indirectly pushes Ourselves down to the earth unknowingly
One day when the veil of tribalism and Nepotism is torn and racism rolled out of our Environment we will cry without stopping Because of our wrongs are older than our Goodness yes we will cry without stopping Because our minds and brain never lived to Function for human kind
One day when we wake up to see that all This brutality and persecution of others is Dragging Both the victim and the Victimizer as Social victims because at the end of the tunnel we make ourselves Endangered species
The sensation is so passion filled
her ways are honest as she is strong willed
that spring in your step as you glide
that wonderful emotion you love to ride
up on wings of love and down to earth frolicking
pent up happiness bursting you at the seems
and fun packed days all with love themes
the honesty of the talks
the commited and shared lives
the puts all in a good mood
amore there is no drug that works more wonders
be bright oh! bright star;
twinkle within the night-shine;
glow often always;
LOVE can conquer all, they say
EVIL cannot prevail
LIFE is sweet when lived this way
FILL, with wind, the sail
LIFT me from this darkness, the darkness where I drown...
TILL, floating, burdens fall from me, none can weigh down.
LITE and free, oh let it be, where 'ere love can be found.