Best Personal Opinion Poems
I have seen a poet
with broken wings
And though she says she can't fly
She still sings
Every note, from pen to paper
Her thoughts, they express
And though some seek to pin and cage her
She sings nonetheless
Though her heart might be hurting
Someday she'll soar
Even broken wings can be healed
I've seen it happen before
Though this is many poets' shelter
She's one of the finest I've seen
And if only in my personal opinion
She deserves the title 'Poetry Queen'
7-21-15
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A shades poet, writing in blacks quailed ink,
Expressing emotions by a poetic pallet of diversity,
On a canvas rainbow bursting forth across the
Horizon at dawns first light.
Imaginations dream seeker, walking amongst
The clouds, in heaven's meadows above.
Inspiration's muse, she'll never realize what
A simple comments pleasure, can give to
Lighten up someones day.
I've read eloquence's words placed upon the
Lab top screen before me, and felt tears sorrow,
Exhilaration’s heights of elevation.
Through her words of poetic thoughts placed
Within lines.
Getting to know another person, and so now
Calling her a friend.
We the bards are becoming a rare breed,
Unique each one of us, in our own ways,
But in retrospective similarities sharing the
Same traits and needs.
To write, to express, and use our intense
Imaginations, to take others along with us,
In a journey beyond physical limitations,
Beyond body and mind.
She calls herself Poet Destroyer, but in
Reality's truth, she is not destruction’s poetic
Slayer, but instead an angel of
Compassion helping those whom need guidance.
What is the meaning of life, I've heard this
Asked many times before?
My personal opinion to this question is
To make some kind of difference in this
World.
To touch another's persons life in some way,
Special,
Poet Destroyer you've touched mine,
And this is my way of saying thank you.
Happy Birthday to come my friend.
Always Cheri.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
Look at the face of a traitor within facts
through this fraud he pushed his own personal opinion and agenda
every vote cast from there on in
should be null and void as this is proof of rigging and tampering
Treason against the state body as a whole and an insult to civil rights
shameful politics that makes a mockery of democracy
Why do judges not press charges on these admissions of guilt
pleased to defend criminals breaking the law seems to act out as a cartel
In the political system unchallenged
where is the justice in this circus of ruling class
the referendum in this case has been tampered with and fixed one way
This is how my soul sees it
what says you the people of justice to speak
one just couldn't make this up if they tried
Her personality blooms like a daisy.
The peace and prosperity her presence brings.
The warm feeling of love people have for her.
Her voice is recognizable.
She cannot be replaced.
She is a caregiver.
A mother.
My mom.
My mother may not like to cook.
She may not like to shop.
She may not be like a lot of moms,
But she is my mom.
My only mom.
She is unmistakably the best mom.
Do not be offended,
This is my personal opinion.
But yes,
She is the best.
Mothers are kind,
Mothers are sweet.
Mothers guide us in everyday life.
Mothers are there to give help and advice.
My mother.
Ode to my mother.
For all the hard work you do,
To keep me alive,
Healthy,
And most of all,
Happy.
Thanks mom!
Covid didn't like being labeled "just a hoax"
So it took revenge on one who made sick jokes
I don't wish him any harm
But he won't buy the farm
It seems his face is covered in rotten egg yolks
What arrogance in refusing to wear a mask
Was keeping the vile germ away too much to ask
Spreading it to many others
Parents, sisters and brothers
For that he should be ashamed and taken to task
Well, now the jokes on him and his foolish pride
The Corona germ creeped into the naysayer's hide
Covid kicked him in his gut
Then bit him on his big butt
It could've been avoided but he lied. Yes, he lied.
How awful have been his political transgressions
"It is what it is," one of his smug expressions
That man is just too haughty
He's despicable and naughty
All he cares about are his worldly possessions
I don't like writing about people in politics
But D.C. has too many liars and lunatics
Time to clean up his mess
He's caused us such distress
Four more years of Trump? I say, "Fiddlesticks!"
~Jan Allison has written a limerick about Trumps "tweetment," that you would enjoy. https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_correct_tweetment_for_trumpty_1292245
This is my personal opinion, and whether you agree with it or not is your choice. If you do not, I suggest you write your own views instead of
leaving negative comments. Thanks.
Keep spreading love to everyone: Poem.
https://youtu.be/k37c3waRrUI
Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier.
We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop.
You have everything in your life if you have real lover.
The most terrible poverty is loneliness, and the feeling of being unloved.
You have everything if you have someone's confession of real love in your innocent loving eyes.
Keep spreading love to everyone.
There's some fragrance in my breaths.
The weather is restless.
A flower will bloom in your heart and soul.
Someone is saying this secretly.
You have everything if there's spring in the garden mean your real marriage is finally decided through your personal opinion about your coming future soulmate.
If there's no spring mean parents did not take your own opinion about your future soulmate for real marriage then you don't have anything in your real life.
Keep spreading love to everyone
How to change the world:
• spread positivity
• bring people up instead of dragging them down
• treat others the way you wish to be treated.
A dream is stretching itself.
Some desires are awaking up in my happy heart.
The days of loneliness(Being as Maiden) have passed.
The season of real marriage is going to come.
You have everything if there's glow in the season mean you did marriage with your own choice life partner
If there's no glow mean you did not do real marriage with your own choice life partner
then you don't have anything.
Keep spreading love to everyone
Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.
By Miss Aliza Kashmala Kiran.
this epistle per mine choice of heir apparent presidential throne
composed from one liberal minded non-conformist rolling stone
prompted awareness that one voice can affect which contestant will win
and occupy the white house after the votes get tallied from political spin
aware thy missive from an anonymous fellow and a self anointed scribe
will be carefully screened no matter opinion already cast with nada bribe
personal opinion of this sole american male of two score and nine years
that barack obama possesses that je ne sais quois diplomatic state craft
despite disparaging broadside starring paris hilton plus britney spears
the land of lincoln candidate exemplifies (to myself) a charismatic charm
in tandem with a relaxed persona and gait akin per a commoner on a farm
that nonchalant easy going affinity speaks nonverbal volumes to this chap
cringes when espying or hearing from opposing challenger whose lips flap
meaning john mccain whose hidden motives and agenda include his trap
to plant seeds of doubt per un-decided electorate causing lead to get a zap
unknown how trials and tribulations rival democratic senator from Illinois
will weather local nor global challenges and said solution he might employ
i opt for said captain to steer ship of state and exclaim to drop anchor ahoy
if via cosmic divine intercession the galloping newcomer in this horse race
ushering biracial as nominal winner televisions would show a beaming face
the political ramifications analogous to betting square outcome on this ace
i gently beg, decry, fulminate counter attack advertisements fast and quick
against those subliminal sly messages that at first blush appear airily slick
and please reach deep in that magic bag resorting to retaliatory artful trick
lest burning from the madding crowd extinguished like jack’s candle wick!
7/4/16
Got to take care of business
From the start to the finish
Hits and misses
Above below and on the ridges
An unbelievable amount are religious
And superstitious
How much evidence and material lies among the fishes
And in some of the harshest conditions?
It piques curiosity and is rather suspicious
On the road to riches
Wishes
Shall be fulfilled by determination and wise decisions
During the entire expedition
You'd better pay attention and listen
Especially to what's important, if you want more wisdom
Learn from your mistakes, and understand the diffference
While still in existence
Don't burn your bridges
And act malicious
Because of your own greed and being way too ambitious
Out in the thickets
There isn't always crickets
(It can be completly quiet and silent, except for the crickets)
Always liked the look and scent of eucalyptus
And the same could be said for so many things, including hibiscus
Bless you this upcoming Christmas
Never once and until the end, I can not expect forgiveness
Anywhere especially due to different cultures and traditions
In my own personal opinion
Let me begin by saying
Personally i am Pro-Choice
Its your life live it as you see fit
Who am I to tell you what to do ?
So what I am about to say
I know in reality is hypocritical
And only a personal opinion
Make of it what you will
Everyone has and is entitled to their own opinion
But for me I wish more than anything
Children would be allowed to be Children
My heart sinks when I see young Girl's
Caked in make-up , fake tan dressed up
Going to School
The fact that children are being told
Sex and gender is a choice
And children are expressing their sexual preference
When they shouldn't even know anything about sex
Let alone express a preference
If you are old enough cast your mind back
And ask yourselves this question
Were you worried about any of this
Or just having fun playing and growing up
With your friends
Life is full of choices
But Nature and Natural order should not be 1 of them
How the hell is a child to know what he or she wants
When they are 10
What kind of mixed signals are we teaching young girl's
If we dress them up telling them beauty is a path
Then expect them to be well adjusted and aspirational
Teach acceptance
And beauty can't be painted on
And that a Daughter
Is equal to a Son
Come on People
If we want to be equal
Then let children be children
And stop telling them what they can and can't do
They can make their own choices
When they are old and wise enough
When they are done playing
Leo Varadkar: 'I don't agree with the Catholic Church's policy towards women
Speaking in Washington
A bit two faced of him to speak ill of the Catholic church
singling one faith as it was homosexuals whom entered it
causing the scandal disrespecting God in the first place
by abusing young boys maybe if the truth were to be told accurately
and people read between the lines him promoting killing Irish children
what values does his words have to be honest respectful clear
for his personal opinion truly seems to be what he promotes openly
above and beyond calling down names firstly forcing his agendas
down everyone's throat his attitude and lies need to be addressed prompt
as he dehumanises children of all races and sexes
regardless of his high and mighty attitude and policy towards women
when he has none only abortion spitting out of his pride filled mouth
to put it mildly squarely on the cases examined bluntly
LGBT should be held to account as well
on certain facts obtained in relation to all abuses
from victims of abuse in many churches I spoke to in person
over the years I for one am not blindsided
instructing his ignorant view singling out one church
tells me deep down all I need to know about him
I am a catholic caring little about what he disagrees with
this world is awakening to a grave moral deceit against the house of Our Lord
This is not just a poem
but more of a point of view.
So, go ahead and nod
when you hear something
that rings true.
You've always wanted
to call the fashion police.
Now you can!
When your shocked
by what you see.
So many things come to mind,
people post them on Facebook
all the time.
Wearing things that are
to short, to tight
just don't look right.
Showing all their ignorance.
Dial 1-800 take that off.
For those who don't know how to dress,
for the ladies wearing much to less.
Those who should be a shamed.
When poor choice and bad taste
are not to blame.
The Fashion Police
are there to enforce good taste.
Empowered by fashion experts
and your personal opinion.
There motto is
Just because it comes in your size
don't mean you should wear it.
We've all seen it before,
things that should be left in the store.
Dial 1-800 take that off
The Fashion Police have the powers to
capture, arrest and re-dress offenders on sight.
Any one, any time, day or night.
The Fashion Police!
Will charge those who let them
come outside the house looking like that.
With conspiracy to commit embarrassment.
Call the fashion police
for cases of fashion disasters.
For old people who dare to go bare.
To help those with
wardrobe malfunctions.
For people who don't know
their wardrobe is
Out of style and tacky.
When needed the Fashion Police
can call on their Swat team.
To deal with bad hair cuts or hair do's
and ugly tattoos.
For needed closet raids
confiscating retro and throw backs.
First time offenders are sentence to
Retail Rehab and retail therapy.
I lived at a time, in my personal opinion, when the men in my culture were not the brightest. They preferred boys over girls but used the females to give birth to their pride and joy, their greatest delight. It was not enough to be less desirable in gender, but females had to compete with other females.
The Biblical record indicates that I gave birth to Jacob's only daughter Dinah and six of his twelve sons. My mother's name is not recorded, but you know me as Laban's daughter and Rachel's sister. My name is not as common as 'Mary or Martha' but perhaps you know someone name Leah. If you do, then you will not mind taking the time to read about me, a lady name Leah.
Case in point. Rachel was my younger sister, and the two of us were given in marriage to the same man. I never held it against her as it was no fault of her own, but because of her beauty, I was not loved by our husband as was Rachel. In a sense, our drama was another form of the beauty and the beast. In other words, my sister was respected and appreciated, but I felt being taken along for the feast. Can you imagine how I felt that first wedding night when Jacob discovered that I was not Rachel? That's right. I was used as a ruse by my father and rejected by my husband. Some things can only be healed by God.
God saw that I was not loved and over time, he moved lovingly on my behalf. There might be a natural principle that says, "Hurt people hurt other people", but there is a higher principle that enables hurt people to heal hurt people. One can rise above 'that loveless feeling', that casted life of both parental and marital abuse. Sometimes we are categorized and treated as the 'least of these', but God sees us differently and allows us to rise like yeast. I was loved by God more than any parent or husband ever could.
081520PS
The best Christmas gift I receive each year
Is love, simply pure sweet affection
What could possibly be more cherished than that
It's the meaning of Christmas on reflection
Too bad this feeling doesn't last the whole year
What a joyous world it would be
Dream on little fellow, you're a wee bit delusional
You're sounding like a nostalgic retiree
The world has changed and not for the better
It's just a personal opinion I quote
Gone are the days of warm Christmas visits
Bearing gifts under big overcoats
Each generation has it's own treasured memories
Today's kids will remember theirs fondly
But ask anybody from back in the forties
They'll say those were the best, by golly
© Jack Ellison 2013
People are not born to hate or discriminate
To abuse or to violate,
These acts are taught through domestication
Of powerful indoctrination
And continual manipulation,
Through media, parents and society
It hard to escape this reality,
To find our love and inner peace
At least this is my philosophy
A personal opinion and thesis,
That says if we promote a more positive way
In the same way we see negativity displayed,
That we could manifest and transform people to change
The way they live from day to day,
With positive role models
That don't reinforce fear
This much I believe to be clear,
Where people become less fake and more sincere
The future could be bright and clear,
And that the people of this world could learn to unite
And heal the callous political divides,
That are used by those who rule
To breed a tribal and confused,
Humanity that is not born but bred to hate
Through the use of a brainwashing state
That requires our compliance,
So that it can rule and control
But through change we can return power to the people.
(Rhyme)
Ending your life wasn't easy for me,
But back then, I was so young and so naive,
Manipulated and feeling trapped by those,
You see, who were supposed to take care of me.
Sorry my sweet baby angel, my little child,
Please forgive me for what I've done to you,
Now I fully understand, what was meant to be,
And the terrible injustice I've done against you.
Now I have to live without you the rest of my days,
Remembering forever,that I could have, had you
But never happened to be and now will never be,
Now it's too late, for you and also for me.
I didn't really want it to do it that way,
But I was so very young and almost a child myself,
Kind of lost and astrayed and easily by others mislead,
I wasn't strong enough to protected you and fight for you.
I always loved you well my sweet baby angel of mine!
Sleep well my sweet child that one day in heaven we'll meet again.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
aka ladylove
copyright@2014
December,04,2014
Author notes:
Not about me, no, this is just a fictional write of mine but sadly abortion
is not at all fiction but a very sad and heartbreaking reality to me as a woman,
a human being and a Christian. Not passing judgment here but just my very
personal opinion to which I am entitled as a person and a writer.
This is a fictional poem about a young mom regreting years later about her abortion.But sadly and true
thousands if not millions of babies up to this day,had been killed thru abortions all over the world.