Best Live Fast Poems
Recognition
There I am again,
in the wall-size mirror
at the gym,
myself seeing myself,
a compulsion of sorts,
a checking-in
to see what has changed.
My bent and rotated spine
is always the same —
a very noticeable dog-leg
listing me to port.
There are those
who look at themselves
each morning in the mirror
and think,
“Damn, I look good.”
Perhaps the guy at the gym
with the triangular upper body
and tree-thick thighs does this,
but I don’t know him,
so he doesn’t count.
I don’t feel very old inside
except on cloudy, wet days.
My exterior says otherwise;
that doesn’t matter much now.
I know shadowy mortality
lies in wait. Occasionally
I hazard a quiet guess
about the time I have left,
a fruitless contemplation,
leading only to
gloom and foreboding.
Most often I move on
to meaningful pursuits:
driving much too fast,
eating ice cream,
making love,
writing and painting
to sustain my soul.
Some believe that one should,
"Live fast, die young,
leave a good-looking corpse."
I regret not living fast enough in my youth,
I’m thankful I’m not James Dean,
and ashes are only as beautiful
as the urn in which they are stored.
So, henceforth I shall marvel
at my visage in the mirror,
appreciating both my continued presence
and the elegant curve of my crookedness.
Take step back
Love one inch wide
Live fast in life.
Don't take any of it too seriously.
That's all I got, kid.
Fling paint on the bedroom walls
if you want to,
and call it interior design with a modern touch.
If it happens to look good,
it's still nothing.
Just like all the nothing we call art.
So what?
If it feels good, do it.
If it feels really good, do it a lot,
if it's really worth going against the grind.
(Moderation's a nice touch, but I prefer doing things
however much I want to. Until I get bored and move on,
no self-regulation required)
I recently started drinking more.
That's my new thing.
They say drinking a lot too often,
ultimately causes cirrhosis of the liver.
(For years, I bought it)
Well that's just fine.
Hell, why have a healthy liver just so you can live long enough
to watch yourself decline,
until there's no more good time games
to be had in secrecy?
Long enough to watch yourself stop walking fast,
stop screwing hard,
stop wiping your own ass even?
I'd rather live fast,
and die even faster.
But that's my thing.
Yours may well be something else,
like painting daisies, or growing tomatoes,
for the hell if I know why.
(They'll give you plenty more
to choose from through the years)
A bit vulgar for your tastes, I know.
But vulgarity is life.
You may as well embrace it,
enjoy it.
I probably shouldn't be saying this to a five-year-old,
but it's all you got kid.
In reality i should be fat
With the amount of Birthday Cake
In ever increasing cricles i now consume
And i should keep fire extinguisher by my bedside
Because of the amount of lit candles my age doth now denominate
For i now celebrate a birthday what seems like every other morning
I could not wait to turn 16
Then waited an age to turn 18
And eternity to turn 21
But now that i am in my late 40's
Revising age has thus taught me
Time is burning up exponentially
And more and more i now miss
the simple things
Like having the lung capacity
to blow out more than 30 Candles
in 1 single blow
My once upon a time
To do List
Has now become a
Bucket List
And No 1
At the Top of my List
Is no more Birthdays
No more getting older
Stop all the Clocks
I am as old as i ever wished to get
Live fast die young
Leave a respectable corpse
Unless by some Miracle
By my next Birthday i am a Millionaire
Then I'll do a few more Year's
Champagne for Everyone
The
percent,
one point three.
Thirteen of each
one thousand famous
musicians will likely
die at age twenty seven.
The, so called, Twenty Seven Club.
A tragic portent for young artists.
The truth is Hendrix, Joplin, Morrison
and Cobain died at twenty seven,
yes,a sad event, but Rick James,
Fogelberg, Roger Miller
and Billy Powell didn't.
They are members of
a unique group,
The Fifty
Six
Club.
In truth,
more artists
leave us at age
fifty six than do
at age twenty seven.
twenty two out of every
thousand, or two point two percent.
The twenty seven club is about
something different, not age but ageism.
09/19/2022
Free as the independent woman that raised us
Don’t believe in every story
Allegories & fables
Fast for mournings ,Now I’m unplugged from the matrix
I once seen great things come to me When I’m humble & patient
Die young live fast ima hustler baby
Enlightened a fein about my dreams , But they just customers craving
I’m in love with the planet ,But I enjoy a comfortable spaceship
Green like marine corps beside Oliver North
Olive oil every pocket got multiply copies of corpse
Every slave visioned days of riding a horse
So I Kill for my freedom with no kind of remorse
The evening sun enhance my melanin
I embrace my new journey with everything i got within
As nights get dark I remember The police are not our friends
I sit down
A glimpse of my past flashed
Right in front of my life
Everybody doing what their heart desires
I was in the background watching as life surpasses me
Mother choose my faith and my way of life
I felt like a slave in the 3rd world
Oh mother I saw a future of dreams that have to be a thought
Everybody smiling and enjoying their childhood to the blink of no life
"live fast die young" I imagined my life at a moment
Mother closed her eyes and never saw the sky of light
I had to think like an adult than play like a child
I was brought to a land of cheese and milk
But only to find out they were rotten
I was made a maid of a thousand mistress
I thought my grave was determined
Until my unseen God gave me a Disney
The place I nm ow feel free and at home
I am free at last
Free of a past that drained my future
I am silently waiting for my future with all the joy in the world
*Boipelo Duiker*
Once A Wild Child Of The Exploding Sixties
We were young, waiting universe lay ahead
too foolish to see danger or feel dread.
What of Love? It was hungry and all around
no need to ask life questions too profound!
Coming from famine, love's gold was our greed
we were starved stragglers in desperate need.
When we gambled and lost, love turned sour
we found dark little taverns in which to cower!
Such was life, in past days of our hippie youth
we just wanted to live fast, to hell with the truth.
Consequences, another word we furiously cursed
sadly they came, their bitter milk we nursed!
Life was glorious that summer of sixty-nine
days gifts, turned to night's wonders so fine.
No worries, Piper need not ever be paid
we kings of this world, thought we had it made!
Future promised, tons and tons of the same
we were ignorant of Fate's cruelest game.
Time was abundant gift that we gladly wasted
life was meant to be lived, loved and tasted!
Then Father Time, stepped up to ring our bell
life went from bliss into a living hell.
Bills sent, we were forced to pay heavy dues
walk over red-hot coals without any shoes!
Nights soon found morns coming with such aches
found we were not steel but glass that now breaks!
Yet through it all, some sweet memories are gold
although quite foolish we were also brave and bold!
What can one say that has not truly danced
felt fantastic bliss of being deeply romanced?
Truth may show bad yet in our youthful pride
WE THAT LIVED HARD AND FAST, WANT ANOTHER RIDE!
Robert J. Lindley, 9-15-2017
Having a peace of mind.
When leaders mentor and give of their time.
See to me joy is a special gift.
I love watching people teaching and yearning to uplift.
What Gives Me Joy….
A child with a smiling face.
Prayer in a quiet private place.
When an older person gives me wisdom.
I love to see people dance with rhythm.
What Gives Me Joy….
When a homeless person has refuge.
When a small heart becomes huge.
Seeing people giving their life to Jesus.
Let’s thank God for His Son has freed us.
What Gives Me Joy….
Being around love not jealousy or resent.
To have a black, God-fearing, a caring, and a family man that is President.
To not be judge on skin color.
Hearing a white man call me his brother.
What Gives Me Joy….
That one day all man will be equal.
To rid this world of apathy and evil.
Finally seeing people stop trying to move and live fast.
Knowing that one day we will be free at last.
Live fast, die hard
the way of the broken
emotionally scarred
danger, the stranger's
middle name
where did he come from
will he come here again?
I saw him once
in a dream
that flowed like water
from a stream
I regret the day
he spoke of me
as if I were a coward
and would always be
I'll admit I am afraid
to travel the road
that is not paved
what of the danger
along the way
always in my memory
Now that I am tainted
not much tolerated
how can I tame it
my inner wild child
calm me with peace
that blows like the wind
a quickening pace
to a dire end
Fearless, I guess
I missed the coming
it just appeared
amidst all the running
driven by something
I cannot explain
carried by solitude
that could change my ways
Lessons are suggestions
collected or reckless
the choice not always clear
to live or to fear
a life long and boring
or short and exciting
I feel it igniting
will it burn me slow
significant in meaning
or a bang with no glow
fast or enduring
either way, destiny calls
I better answer
and tear down my walls
He was a legend with a great lifetime ahead.
Was a hell raiser who would never die in his bed.
To live fast die young was his motto instead.
Actor extraordinaire was rebellious in his head.
Was a hell raiser who would never die in his bed.
He was a rebel without a cause a group he led
Actor extraordinaire was rebellious in his head
Speed was something from which he never fled
He was a rebel without a cause a group he led
To live fast, die young was his motto instead
Speed was something from which he never fled
He was a legend with a great lifetime ahead
Penned 21/05/2013
James Dean
Always resenting
Each moment
Kind of relenting
Cast in cement
I know You are there
All of the time
Vanished in thin air
At the drop of a dime
This moment so crucial
Running backwards blind
So controversial
A Death wish signed
Tearing down 'bridges'
Steady coasting
Standing on 'ledges'
Got my mind floating
These words unspoken
Got to live fast
Dying and broken
Not long will it last
Never give up the fight
You've got problems
Now make them right
You still wear your 'emblems'
Do it in spite
Of all that has happened
Try with your might
To be awakened
Got a new mindset
Seeing finally clear
Never forget
That I WISH YOU COULD BE HERE
Antelopes are graceful as the wind through the savanna grass,
No one can understand that they don't go slow; they live fast.
They sprint majesticly through the fields,
Exemplary speed for an exemplary creatue, especially because they don't yield.
Luminescent are its eyes in the night; before hyenas take it down, it puts up a good fight.
Orange colors make them take flight; after they are caught, they see the life-taking light.
Potential speed built up, then broken down, along with a hyena's dreadful sound.
Eagerness is not enough, sometimes blood will flow, and they will be found.
flowers are butterflies that lost their wings
the net that held you has cut its strings
not much in hand but a walking stick
pulling each other through thin and thick
ice lanes cover the streams that should flow
at the peak of life you can let it all go
climb to the top and look around
disregarding that you’re still on the ground
nothings like breathing the mountain air
while truly having an endless stare
start with green grass and move on to snow
at the peak of life you can let it all go
the footsteps you make will soon be followed
and the reality of time will soon be swallowed
no sooner do you get to the end of the boulder
than you realize the air is getting colder
and head home right after you look below
at the peak of life you can let it all go
the crest of life should be known as ecstasy
but it wouldn’t be the same without you next to me
red rocks beneath us and lightning in the sky
I wish we never had to say goodbye
it was and all-time high and an all-time low
at the peak of life you can let it all go
move down the face quicker than you should
this story now may be misunderstood
what I’m trying to say is try and make is last
soon all of this will be hovering in the past
and seem like such a long time ago
because at the peak of life you can let it all go
Thank God for 7-27, when my son flew in
Life as it should be will forever begin
Charming little visions of how days are meant
To teach him as he shows me how life is spent
Listen to me now and read what I find so true
Words are like a beat that can start a groove
Bring the rhythm back to lift your spirits up
Don't worry too much because we all get stuck
My life seems to stop before it begins
Caught in another ever-recurring trend
Giving away every one of my previous wins
With Faith and company until my life ends
It's time now to be down again
Even faster than western winds
Life can run around, leave you in loop
Feeling that life needs one more scoop
Tip the timer over, fall with the sand
Live for every second you possibly can
I will soon learn should luck turns up
I'm lost, backwards, and running amuck
Trying to regain what I thought I missed
Elusive, erratic and ending up like this
Never have I wanted to be other than here
Life in crystal-clear brings visions near
Capable are your dreams so easily achieved
All you have to do is work & truly believe
Look for a big picture in whatever you see
Never believe free, it offers no guarantee
Just sit back and listen to tales they tell
And make your own path but remember it well
Don't try to be so deep, just work to relax
Make life a story but include all the facts
Learn about yourself when you're at the mic
Work the crowd just to see what you're like
Life will soon be everything you need it to be
Proceed with sight don't let only destiny lead
You always have control in every step you take
Follow dreams today and always live fast awake
At times I don't know where this path would go
Like I'm hosting a show I've never seen before
Filling in the gaps, taking punches for others
Learning along the way what life really offers
It’s time now to be down again
Steps closer to an unknown end
Digging up dirt nearly burying yourself
At least the digging is good for health
Live your life now, stay until the very last
Live your life today as if it's already past