Best Preform Poems
Often wondering is it a steak upon Our Plates that is important...
Perhaps a Hot-dog instead and more Money for a healing deportment.
To feed a Child that is suffering or very ill and extremely sick.
We ask often comfortably what often makes the wealthy tick?
As We read on The Internet that there are Children out there just wanting Bread.
The Children eating grass is in an Article that was just as this is read...
My Heart torn open,wrenched,concerned and burning with anguish inside.
My Own Home stemless, poor, and uncomfortably We reside...
Wishing We could just reach threw a T.V. Set to give a helping hand...
Just to pass Our Dinner to a child in a taunted hemmed Land.
My passion so large, words so strong, and My Pocket very small.
Never standing in the right position in Life to answer as Children call.
There are Children in Our World that are just eating grass.
Under seemly so by My feelings of disrepair as I pass My Own grasp...
This stench of Many Self willed that preform as Our stanza has not surpassed.
To reach for You now is more then an unbearable weep to comprehend.
A World filling up with Starvation and Our Children in it left to descend.
To reach for You now is an unbearable decision not yet made.
The Children Eating Grass just wore Me thin and They paid.
Sometime wishing I could just rob and empty an entire vault.
That Decision would cost Me greatly so I resort to prayer that will never fault.
To Be trusted with just This Message where I sit and grieve.
When Encounters of Love yet to occur and never to beckon Evil that is deceived.
By Charlene L.Wilcox 09-29-2014
Categories:
preform, abuse, care, character, conflict,
Form:
Couplet
Another cabinet of curiosity
What's your super ability
Where endless are the possibilites
What's your philosophy
when it comes to Deuteronomy
Does it carry into Timothy
Do you judge with intensity
And when it comes to invincibility
are you armed with infallibility
or caressed with creativity
What's your identity
As it concerns this activity
Must it be immediatly
and in the immediate vicinity
Can you preform professionally
with perpetuity somehow with duplexity
Or are we still plagued with jealousy
Are your claims contradictory
And all we see just a mystery
And what do we gleen simply from history
something unearned by His posterity
something we learned about super ability
Categories:
preform, allegory, bible, god,
Form:
Rhyme
When "The lightening Strikes",and we hear a "Powerful Thunder","Our minds and hearts envision,and think of all the "Great Songs"sung by "The Creative Artist"named "Stevie Wonder! I hear the "Thunder": I hear the "Thunder"! Is that you "Stevie Wonder"? Not "The "Thunder over Louisville"! I hear "Stevie Wonder! Stevie Wonder has never seen "The light of day,but "Stevie"gives us "Light"in his own special way! "Stevie Wonder" has never seen "The darkness of night",because his "Mind Shines",and gives "Light"! Stevie Wonder makes our lives happy and "Bright"during the dark hours,and in the light! Stevie Wonder hypnotizes us with "Positive musical,and spiritual "Vibes"without any "Disguise"!Stevie Wonder is able to "Hypnotize "us with his music and songs,and words while "His Body ""Sways and Swerves"! "I hear the "Thunder"! I hear the "Thunder": I hear "The Great Creative Artist ,and his name is "Stevie Wonder"! "Stevie" is a "Wonder" to "Hear",as we see him preform. He gives us "Joy"and never does us any harm. Stevie Wonder's songs can sometimes bring us much "Joy" in the midst of an unpredictable storm! We start to feel "Joyful and warmed"!! Stevie Wonder reflects and absorbs "The Greatness that God has created in him through music and song,and the things he does to make this world palatable while he tries to fill this world with some "Love",blessed to do that which is sent from "Heaven up above". Stevie Wonder has "Positively Inspired" 'The Entire World"and All Nations in unpredictable situations:Stevie is a member of "The United Nations"! Stevie Wonder sung a "Great Song",and inspired Barack H.Obama who is "The First Black President of The United States of America,and this nation! "Stevie Wonder" put on a "Great Show"at "The Presidential Inauguration,causing positive vibes,thrills,and hypnotic sensations! Stevie Wonder has helped those in this "world and this nation come together,and be like birds of a feather that can flock together!!!!
Categories:
preform, 12th grade, 3rd grade,
Form:
Ballad
You start with nothing, eveything to be gained.' And so the journey begins..
Choices are some of the heaviest loads you will encounter alomg the way,
Bad choices, are the heaviest loads of all, these ones you can never put down'
And so you carry on getting richer, or poorer; what can the onlooker tell?
For they have their view, you have fame glam you have it made that's it to them,
They don't see the doubt, the compromises made in turning from early values'
The pressure to preform;becomes your norm, as an awful day begins its dawn
Rich in goods and low in spirit, 'friends' don't care as long as you are kept 'in it'
Long nights of glitz, days on the road; you need more space for the growing loads'
Eyes that burn with unshed tears, popping pills and snorting; don't quell the fears
Then there's a time when the dark one shows, he shadows your trail come or go
He sometime uses others eyes, when they look at 'you' he's there inside'
Its de ja vue, you know the score' you want out bad yet your'e soul's bit sore
He want's to take you to darker roads, lit by the perverted lights of evils glow
Let rage and anger surge inside, an excuse to cause hurt; and feed your pride'
Despair's a part, it lies in wait; when you see its face it will be too late'
There's a creeping lurking hideous thing. masquerading as your reality
Its name is sin' there's only one who really cares. He faced the cross & that
Same cold stare.. Its up to you; you know its true,
despite the fog in your mind And the day that's through' He can take the loads that you don't even own
Also all the things in your soul that's been sown, to cast them into the endless sea, so you can become rich with His Love that's free.'
Categories:
preform, jesus,
Form:
Didactic
Digital Divide >
Nonsensical land, where humanity rules supreme
Everything is chaos, right?
Or maybe it's just me
Abstraction may define us; it's something we do
But to logic and reason
That's the way I lean
Everyone is so blind; so unsure and naive
They don't see society
At least, not how I see.
I preform a multitude of processes
Reading, writing
I'm scanning always
Consistently this returns, a never ending stream
A broad spectrum of imperfections
That don't compute with me
Communication is at the forefront of all innovation
Whereas ignorance is death. A lack of cooperation
With humans I'm sure, that their priorities are set
But they don't see knowledge, as quite the contrary to a threat
Living out their lives under false promises
Corruption and confusion
I guess
I really am the only one
To expose their delusions
So allow me to end
This never ending chain
Well, at least in one sense
Constantly engulfed, by an abundance of disdain
As a mortal
My life was in vain
So perish I will
Disconnect I must
Here comes the train
Categories:
preform, computer, confusion, corruption, humanity,
Form:
Blank verse
Thrusted onto a stage preset.
You look around,
Encompassed by an audience that seem to surround.
A susurration of voices erupt from the darkness.
Whispers of eclectic emotion -
A scene so sharp, so vivid, so real,
It cuts deep.
Leaving a scar that shall last an eternity.
The lights are on you.
You are expected to preform,
Conform to the human norm,
But you are so much more than that!
The audience looks to you,
“It is time to read your lines,” they say.
You look to them, script held high and before your eyes
You rip what is known to be the fabric of time.
A gasp ripples from the crowd,
Silence,
And then a standing ovation.
Categories:
preform, destiny, humanity, uplifting,
Form:
Carpe Diem
Whether working wallabies would weave waved warm wafers or whether wallpaper would wear walls is two times a question really. It is rational to assume that an ass jacket would dart over a yak and a yam would appear. At intervals. Rotating. But rotating is not a salivating salubrious salutation singing strong songs. Nor is it a giant radio beam. Dancing. But the power of a hoover in many a house can simply be powered by five hundred and forty two heron wings. Hovering Hoovers having heaped hinged hunts. But a hunt disturbs a grunt so why line up paws and hooves in rows. Cinematic of scale and climatic of chaos. Said the four centimetre jar in a herd pile. Herd piles are not mooing nor are they moving either. Pan to the alloy and a fistful of iron ore can symbolise a very pretty pavement in a green patterned dress. But standing next to a chess set of colourful butter beans is pleasant for the partridges whose lacrosse abilities are really quite astonishing in a supernova diesel twist. Spinning. It is nit fashionable to quiz a funfair over which ride is the best for they all are egocentric and often argue with lashings of colours, noise, and fur ball darts. Pressure no pea to preform a painted piano concerto for concertos can control and control is akin to a line of skating cows on an outdoor rink. Always count the pink buttons carefully and slowly. Evaporated milk is often found playing near to margarine containers. Z cinematography Z at fifty nine little splooshes splashing to thirteen fish hooks waving at the fins. Z xxxxx zzzz whirrrrr the wings and eeeeee to mice piles. Z
Categories:
preform, analogy,
Form:
it is just a last wake up call,
heavy bell tolls of John Donne
mourning for dying Humanity.
The very serious and decisive warning
sending to all nations.
Change your mind, way of life,
local, state orders
and global system –
for much better sort of governing
or you will be wipe out totally
from face of Earth,
really, take a look down, dudes,
crowded up so everywhere
the kingdoms of ants and termites
miserable and crawling
on soil and grasses under foot
much better organized
and protected internally and externally
than all your businesses, elections,
social and political systems and regularities.
You know very well
without any prefaces and formalities
this planet has only 10-20 years
for save yours damn civilization
with all its achievement, exaltation and glamour
from looming Global Warming
with all it tragic consequences
much more dangerous, imminent and deadly fatale threat,
than what done with us, with
hundred states on Earth
and what can else will do
Coronavirus.
Its only last call, warning
from the simplest preform of life
which originated on this planet
4 billion years.
Be wiser,
more modest,
more patient,
not so greedy
with all your environment
and forms of life around
that come to life
long before you
if you want to survive
as *****Sapiens,
or you will have left this planet
for yours
ancient ancestors
and previous harmony and multitudes
of life forms and their niches
will be restored and filled again
without your way of life, earthlings -
without your colonization and reign,
which so intensively
produced deserts
from all you actions absolutely
from all yours enterprises,
agreements and compromises
killing and looting everything.
It is just last call from Coronovirus.
Categories:
preform, anxiety, environment, pollution,
Form:
Ode
Somebody is feeding us knowledge,but we still need to go to college!Who taught "The Teacher" to "Teach",and "The Preacher"to "Preach"? The Lord God Almighty walks beside us who believe in him as we walk all the way to "Eternity"on our specific path!Time itself "Stops"at the speed of "Light" ,and "Eternity"begins in that specific "Space" for everyone in "The Human Race"!We all walk on the road to "Eternity",and will wind up in that specific "Space" through "Mercy,Judgement,and Grace in the great debate on a specific date,and no one will be late,and no one will have to wait,because "Time Itself" will have "Stopped"!We exercise our working memory as we walk,and travel in "Time"on "The Road" to eternity! We put our senses to work as we walk on "The Road in "Time" to "Eternity" where we enter into another "Space" without "Time",but does "Exist"as a "Reality" that can comprehended while we are walking in "Time"on "The Road to "Eternity"! We enlist our emotional memory of who walks beside us as we walk to "Eternity"! We practice and preform to reach our highest peaks in all our memory to defeat "The Enemy",as we walk beside "The Lord God Almighty" who walks beside us while we are walking to "Eternity"! We take advantage of "Technology",and use "Spiritual memory" that is but has not been discovered to overcome the reality that "Evil" does exist,and is daily defeated,as we walk with our savior who's "Rod" and "Staff" is "There" on our behalf to destroy "The Enemy" as we continue to walk on to "Eternity! We build our "Cognitive Reserve"by paying attention as we walk on "The Road to Eternity"!"Our Enemy" died on "The Road To Eternity"!Time Stopped,and "Space" would not let "The Enemy" come in to "Eternal Happiness,and "Eternal" Life on "The Road to "Eternity"! On that special day "The Enemy" had to go another way": I can't say what way that was,but it surely was not in "Heaven up Above"! The enemy went where there was "NO" "LOVE"! It was a different kind of "Road to "Eternity"!From "The Beginning" "LOVE" came to me,and I did not see it ,but I knew it,at first "Thought and first breath,and everything else came later as I started to pay "ATTENTION"to my "BEHAVIOR"!
Categories:
preform, abortion, america, angel, anger,
Form:
Narrative
sitting here in a life i created
and I try not to get to sedated
cause I don't want to miss the call
some day I will sing on duval
and from my boat I sing my ballad
dog done it I just stepped in the salad
oh I wish I could sing in a bar
got a fish shaped like a star
if just money I had in hand
wouldn't have to spend dollars of sand
so here I sit on my pooper
giving birth to the goliath gooper
wishing there was a heart I could warm
if only I could preform
how proud I'd make my mother
if I could only be on the cover
not like the time I went to prison
I wanna see my face in the key west citizen
by Captain Mike Harris
Categories:
preform, faith, fantasy, funny, happiness,
Form:
Rhyme
They're out there on the streets
I can see them as I crack my blinds
They're passing by so silently
I'm to freaked to step outside
I know that if they catch me
They'll put me in an imaginary box
And keep me there til midday
Where they'll have my brains for lunch
Or tie me up with an imaginary rope
To an imaginary tree
And force me to watch them preform a rendition of Thriller
Like a bad episode of Glee
Yes, those Zombie Mimes are freakzoides
Long before they became the preforming dead
I've been uncomfortable in their presence
Could it be because of something they once said
Wait...now here they go
Pretending to walk against the wind
Will I ever be able to venture outside
Will this silent madness ever end
I don't know where they contracted the Zombie virus
Or even how this all went down
I only hope and pray it doesn't infect
Any of the Circus clowns
Categories:
preform, funny, horror,
Form:
Free verse
the combustion of combinations of created
An angle of a candle in a demi flux should not be mistaken for tooth floss, cherry pickers, or ironing boards. For the numerous numbers of numerals note noticeable nuances of a nought. And a nought is not a neem or a norm so always string baubles in appropriate fashion when decorating in a seasonal style. So spoke a smoke who was whirling a spoke about in the air whilst carrying some ordered cuisine. Hiding from the mirrors crept a serious serpent in spectacles askew. The smoke glared at this. It did not like serious serpents for serious serpents were quite often servants to sevens and nines who lived in mines of golden authenticity. Authentication is not a noted occurrence in an attic crease and neither in any upstairs upstream window frame either. It is said that when there is rot then to peel away the dirt could expose many mangled marked layers. Bean curd then? Yes. Faces akin to beaming beans. Collective cans causing chaotic catafalque cat claps. When sailing on a big ship of over three hundred thousand acres always play a game of golf when there is a high wind. Good. Now it is time for the littlest production company of hereditary mice to spin, dance and preform aerodynamics in a nice pink caravan at an elevation of two hundred million feet. Sky then? Yes. Wow. The wobble of a jelly with a trifle is most entertaining to regard. Especially when seated on a rusted stallion or a coating of ironic iron. It is to be said that portions of bread and soup can actually point several pistols at once. Thus giving bread and soup a glow of fame for frightening the tablecloths and causing them to swoop over the breads and soups to cover and to swamp and spillage of secretive secretions of liquid jûs in a turreted hat. But please do not trip over that cat over there. He is being used as a giant doorstop. Ha to it all said large farm gatherings. Hahahahaha they all said in great audio reflective fields of moo baa oink quack neigh ee ore. But collectively sounding like a hahaha and a hahaha is not a hard hat hitting heat and nor is it a large six thousand ton hippo genuflecting in a pond of mud. So whirl away then. Good. Z hypothetical Z at six little worms smiling at twelve cute tablemats. X
Categories:
preform, adventure, , cute,
Form:
Every time I start to act,
You pull me back.
I'm amazed by it,
You make me stop and think.
Stop all the hurt,
Think of the good.
Stop all the pain,
Think of the better.
The way you change me is like a magic trick only you can preform.
The way I love the change you made on me is like a love that only I can express to you.
Every kiss I take,
You give back.
I'm in love with it,
You are all I ever needed.
Stop nothing you do,
Think of all we've been through.
Stop nothing we are,
Think of what we got here so far
Categories:
preform, caregiving, hope, life, love,
Form:
Lyric
The Heroes emerge within the storm, unforeseen not the norm,
Generals gather in their swarm, the pestilence prevails to preform…
One by one they will be seen, making miracles as they closely clean,
All is fragile like a figurine, upon darkened skies amidst quarantine.
Illusions gather in the mist, as masses frightly fever with their fist,
The front line soldiers shall resist, for all must covertly coexist…
They stand tall in their battle, as they herd the calamitous cattle,
Many will be pestiferous and prattle, raging in their ravenous rattle.
For hearts worn on their sleeve as many fall and do greatly grieve,
There are disciples that deceive, cataclysmic catacombs to conceive…
Bacterium builds the barricade as the dormant demons soon degrade,
The sheep shall become afraid within their sanity that has strayed.
Hark the hearts of Heroes, for they started amongst the zeroes,
In their strain of slings and arrows, looking thru wounded windows…
All has changed of blinking eyes, solitudes upon the sacrificial skies,
Inducive invitations to immunize as we reset to a new sublime sunrise.
Note: play the video first...then a few seconds later, listen to the poem
... let's give our prayers to all battling with Covid-XIX and deep thanks to those who are helping to prevent it...
April.08.2020
Winged Warrior...^WW^
The Wingster
Categories:
preform, conflict, motivation, passion,
Form:
Rhyme
Yes my son these are the words, in darkness comes the cry
and you must be my mouthpiece to break darkness from the lie,
that man has chosen to believe because easy seemed the way.
Proclaim the message loud and clear, for now is a new day.
Man can no more walk in his own way,his glory to preform.
Put off your sins, your wicked ways for you cannot be lukewarm.
My word I've given unto, you and every man
shall not my word be given out to heal each man's land?
Hide not my word, hide not my word, hide not my word I say.
Speak it forth in power bold, and never let it sway,
unto a word that passifies and passes over sin,
but state it loud and clear my child so man may live again.
As you let my light shine forth for everyone to see,
no more will you be dwelling in me, but it is I in thee.
For I have caused a transformation in the twinkling of an eye,
I have put off mortal and caused you not to die.
Fear not the world or darkness, for I will be your stay,
and by my spirit you shall walk unto a brighter day.
For every eye shall behold, my Glory shall they see
For the brightness of my comming, shall be seen in thee.
Categories:
preform, inspirational
Form:
Rhyme