Best Real Deal Poems
Real Deal Woman
Flit
Now, honey don't you play around
You know that it ain’t right
You be the man who brings to me
A man-size... Appetite
Don't need to go so fast
Just let me set the pace
Turn my green light into Red
There ain’t No need to race
I’m all that you need
You've already won
I’m all that you need
I’m your real deal woman
It’s something we got cooking
mix it till it hits the spot
because I’m full of loving
I'll keep it extra hot
You’re fueling up my heartbeat
My engine starts to roar
Cos now it's time to show you
You don't need her anymore
I’m all that you need
You've already won
I’m all that you need
I’m your real deal woman
I’m all that you need
You've already won
I’m all that you need
I’m your real deal woman
Haven’t made a cent
Writing poems,
Only sense.
You are kind, generous, beautiful, and intelligent, this is not my imagination
Love, honor, and pride fill your heart, yet in your eyes I see desperation
No one else matters as much as you, of this fact you need an education
Why can’t you see what all others see, for yourself no appreciation
Your eyes are wide open, but you are blind to your electrification
You must love and respect yourself, you have an obligation
Put all others aside, on your true happiness you must put concentration
Back and forth with your emotions, time to time causing frustration
Not a fight you can afford to loose, kick weakness to the curb with no hesitation
Look at yourself the way all others do, to this fight give dedication
You are amazing in many ways, to many more than you know, you are an inspiration
No more questioning or second guessing, have you forgotten you are God’s creation
The moral to this poem is simple and straight forward, you are worth the celebration
I love and appreciate you; there is nothing I would change, just for your information
So get on with it already, your awesome future is the only motivation
Everything you have thought till now, all up for reevaluation
There is no better time than now, can’t afford procrastination
You are too special, and have too much to offer, just ask your friends for verification
Your daughter looking to you for guidance, show her your determination
She will be proud and confident, avoiding all that you suffered in each situation
It is really quite simple, be honest about who you are, no more character assignation
You have to see the facts, it is apparent to all that surround, look at your reputation
“I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”
? Maya Angelou
Some guys are bold; they’ll court you with great zeal,
while timid guys might not know what to do.
Some men will treat you to a fancy meal,
bring roses or boxed chocolates to you.
And some will let their darker side show through!
Although a man can say and do things right,
he isn’t necessarily the real deal!
But there is one you’ll want to kiss all night.
With ring in hand, upon one knee he’ll kneel -
the one who knew the way to make you feel!
Oct. 21, 2016 for the A Response To . . . Contest of Silent One
Sleepwalking existence
Lost under the act of humanity
a transparent veil whispers through
creeping battle for middle earth has begun
Coldly so much in-differences plays out
shape-shifting this world's virtue
Infected with so many parasites filled with hate
Greed begins manufacturing rats of war
Getting rich destroying life's
even nature into the bargain bucket
Millions are starving
Human values let's count the cost
Many raped and tortured on a daily basis
hospitals, schools and places of worship destroyed
weddings and funerals bombed
come on lets be frank about subject matter
Has man become so blind stupid
uncaring beings against creations flowers
Has history not learned us anything
Move out of this blind spot
The cold cut of steel awakens
aggression is a direct violation of world law
Which is held within rights
not to be ignored council of the good living folk
The same seed of elite bodies
holding purse strings correct
Control a conscious mind makes choices under values
which side of the fence they sit morals
Beast's of this planet destroying animals
you know no grounds for peace
a burial right against good living souls
Rights are being diluted in front of our eyes
Bats from hell looking down your nose
At us whom you consider slaves
Exploiting our worth
Decreased minimum set wage
As the standard of living becomes poorer
Falling into a backward spiral
position of truth becomes a society
filled with dirty underhanded secret deeds
Nerve to expose highlights
reveal behind an optic scene
As the drop of saline slowly rolls
The ragged_ irregular exposed
As the mighty river flows from holes
My heart_ spring flood; since of me disposed
A flood so strong that the levee is broken
A bridge is carried away rushing to the sea
Left dry bed of pebbles_ token
Heart given with love not lessee
Lacrimal gland overworked dear
Red swollen eyes_no great surprise
Constantly shedding a warm pointed tear
Now my heart totally revise
The tear in my heart slowly heals
No more will I deal with such a heel
On that broken levee are seals
New love happens to be real deal
THE REAL DEAL
HOW LONG I HAVE WAITED
TO FEEL THIS WAY AGAIN
IT HAS BEEN SIX YEARS
THAT MY HEART WAS DEAD
AND LOVE HAS SINCE
BEEN HARD FOR ME
TO EXPRESS MYSELF
WAS AN IMPOSSIBILITY
NO ONE COULD BREAK
THROUGH THE HARD SHELL
THAT IS UNTIL YOU
CAME INTO MY LIFE
AND I BEGAN AGAIN TO FEEL
FOR LOVE THAT I THOUGHT
I WOULD NEVER HAVE AGAIN
I FOUND WITH YOU
MY DEAR FRIEND
©GDC2012
POEM 16 REAL DEAL FOR YOU
WE ARE ALWAYS SEARCHING FOR SOME SPECIAL THING IN OUR LIFE FOR US.
THAT THING IS THE LOVE WE DON'T HAVE IN OUR LIFE SO WE FLY.
WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES I SEE HER WONDERFUL LOVING FACE THAT IS EVERY SINGLE NIGHT.
I NEED HER LOVE TO MAKE ME HAPPY TO BE WITH HER IN MY LIFE.
BY: MR.JERRY BIG PAPA WELLS
AUTHOR
The Real Deal
By: Tom Wright
10/2/98
Yes, I'm genuine,
this I can honestly say.
I'm the same man this morning,
as I was yesterday.
I'll be the same man tomorrow,
should it come for me.
I'm but a wandering spirit"
desiring to be free.
Most drive by and stare,
otherwise paying me no mind.
While the truly curious stop,
sensing, that I'm one of a kind.
With the looks of a Mule Skinner
or Mountain Man they feel.
Most just need reassuring
that I'm sane and for real.
Of the many that visit
a few become good friends.
Our trails to cross later
before life's journey ends.
In daring to be different
I've caused some, grief and pain.
But causing discomfort
was certainly not my aim.
I've but this one thought
for you as I leave.
Are you doing those things
in which you believe?
Existing within each person
is hidden some small part.
That desires to be different
But most won't follow their heart.
Scared, anxious, and tearful
Hopeful, wanting to get it over
Thoughts random and racing
Not the life I want or need
Wells of brine, release the tension
Vibrations, spasms of grief
POEM 16 REAL DEAL FOR YOU
WE ARE ALWAYS SEARCHING FOR SOME SPECIAL THING IN OUR LIFE FOR US.
THAT THING IS THE LOVE WE DON'T HAVE IN OUR LIFE SO WE FLY.
WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES I SEE HER WONDERFUL LOVING FACE THAT IS EVRY SINGLE NIGHT.
BY: MR.JERRY BIG PAPA WELLS
AUTHOR
The old pastor started hollerin about fighting the devil.
Fight him with Jesus, and never on his level.
Yeah, he said that old serpent has got more weapons to use against you.
But the one weapon that can stop him flat is Jesus, that’s why we repent the
things we do.
That old devil’s a ridin high right now, that’s why we must stay in Gods’ word.
He’s after backsliders right now in case you ain’t heard.
The look I got from that old preacher sent a chill down my back.
That old guy must have been reading my mail cause I sure have been getting a
little slack.
Ain’t that I was doing anything bad, just ain’t been doing all I should.
You know living the best way I could.
We’ve all got to put on the Armor of The Lord, the old preacher said.
He looked at me, not saying a word just shook his head.
He said we’re in a spiritual warfare and the devils fighting tooth and nail.
And if you let him get his hooks in yah, son you’re on a jet plane to hell.
Everyday people are trying to change Gods’ word to fit their own needs.
Some are saying all you need to get to heaven is doing good deeds.
Wrong that might knock some of the weeds off the road but you’ll fall short of
getting there.
The worst part when you even show them they are wrong, it’s like they don’t
even care.
Lots of folks don’t believe in heaven or that there is a hell.
I just don’t want to take that chance and for sure this soul is not for sale.
Jesus bought my soul a long time ago with the blood He shed on cavalry hill.
That’s why I’m sticking with Jesus, the 100% real deal.
I Pray You Do Too.
Pulled from the depths of despair
by the hair
my own hand doing the yanking
Never forgetting as I struggle
to shore
Who I really should be thanking
Given the strength by ONE
greater than
All situation or cause
I marvel at his long suffering
At his mercy
meditatively pause
A peace soon comes upon me
flailing in this
dark troubled sea
Of mankind roiling
Within white capped wave
help me no part of it to be
As I pray that HE patiently
continue please to
Work on me to bring me to life to revive
Without HIS power
HIS kindness His Love
I'd scarcely be found alive
I will not fight
God's life saving effort
given freely when all was lost
To bite the hand
that has spiritually fed
Will not stupidly pay this cost
I put before you today
HE spoke
The blessing or malediction
Know as you choose friend its
You making the choice and
That this is no work of fiction
You're in my blood,
the essence of your soul,
digs into my arteries,
slowly
without
any air of counterfeit.
You're the real deal,
although I seldom see you,
the heart knows it's other half
as you stay
in my blood
as its softly
makes it's circulation,
til you leave me standing
like a deserted village.
Vegas
betting
playing
blackjack
i've got
an ace
of spades
and a jack
of spades
but say
actually
plead
hit me
the dealer does
and yet another
spade it is a four
i walk away
smiling
i wanted
to see
twenty-five