Best Say It Out Loud Poems
We can be equal without being the same.
Let's say it out loud, we shall be heard:
Look past my gender, and know my name.
This is not about gaining wealth or fame
Together let's stand, let's spread the word:
We can be equal without being the same.
No more fighting about who is to blame
What matters most, is the pain inferred
Look past my gender, and know my name.
Do not forget how far we came
Forward we march, for the pot has been stirred
We can be equal without being the same.
Who we are is no reason for shame
The lines between male and female are blurred
Look past my gender, and know my name.
We don't need a label, this isn't a game
Inequality still existing is completely absurd
We can be equal without being the same.
Look past my gender, and know my name.
Delightful in posture
In beautiful dreams
The grace of the butterfly
In gliding streams
They live their lives
As we all do
Battling elements
Some make it through
Some fall on the thorn
Others will wilt
While others prosper
Their future built
Do we know
Could they say it out loud
As they rise through the meadow
Even butterflies, fly through clouds
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My heart is breaking,
Simply falling apart,
Waiting for you
To make up your mind.
You say you want me,
Say you want this to be right,
But you don’t talk to me
Like you used to.
You’re hiding from me
Something that you need
To get out
But you keep it within
And it’s hurting us both
I need to hear you say it
Tell me the truth
Stop holding it in
Quit hurting yourself
Put it out there
So we both can move on.
You say you’ve said it all
But the sounds
In your voice say something else.
I’ve heard it all before
From others in the past
None were quite consistent
In sticking with that lie
You’re tearing us apart
Get it out
Say it out loud.
Come on tell me
What it is you need to say
It’s time and you know it
Let it out
Stop ripping apart our hearts.
Thinking of suicide?
Shout out loud. Right now.
Right where you are reading this.
Seriously, SHOUT OUT LOUD.
Let us hear you loudest primal scream.
It doesn't matter where you are.
SCREAM AS IF BEING ATTACKED
Scream as if someone is trying to kill you.
You are helpless.
If you don't get someone to help
You will be killed.
WE CAN'T HEAR YOU...
SHOUT LOUDER!!!!
WE STILL CAN'T HEAR YOU...
SCREAM LOUDEST SCREAM!!!!
Tell the first person that responds,
"I'M THINKING OF SUICIDE"
Repeat this at home.
At school.
At church.
At Friday night's game.
At work
What are you afraid of?
Afraid to look
Stupid?
Crazy?
Weak?
Sad?
Angry?
Worthless?
Needy?
What's the big deal? That's how you feel inside.
Say it out loud.
Say it to Someone.
STOP WHISPERING TO YOURSELF.
WE STILL CAN'T HEAR YOU!!!
If you haven't already
SHOUT OUT LOUD.
SCREAM AS IF BEING ATTACKED
NOW!
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Practice LHR, Listen, Hear, Respond
LOVE YOU
FIRST STANZA
If only if the stars could speak
And the winds could dance
They will testify to our romance
And call out your name
As we play this game
Because since they day I met you
My life has never been the same
You mended my heart
And uplifted my spirit beyond expectation
You are the source of my joy and felicitation
Childhood friend and lover
After you there is no other
I cherish not only your body but your mind
Because only true treasures are hard to find
Words are inappropriate to express
How I feel
But no matter what my feelings are
I hope you know they are real
You were there for me through thick and thin
And in sickness and in health
You are my champion
And you deserve a belt
I wish you long life and prosperity
And indeed good health
My love for you will never die
Everlasting like the sun
Whenever I pulled out a card from a pack
I knew you were the one
Queen of Hearts
When I was heart broken
You united the two parts
You re priceless! The only thing money can never buy
When I am with you
I want to reach for the sky
So let us dance on the cloud
And say it out loud
I love you
SECOND STANZA
You re beautiful like the rainbow
Your hair falls down your shoulders like a cascade
Ephemeral things will pass
But you will never fade
As we renew our vows
We walk in the path of immortality
Our days on earth will outlive humanity
What is love?
And when is it true?
What is love?
And how do you feel it in you
Love is not love when it is untrue
Love is not love
When confined to limitation
Love is not love
When defined with complication
The love that we share is beyond imagination
Fool’s paradise
I can not think when I look into your eyes
I remain a simpleton
Until my body dies
I’m finally over you, you know who you are the one that wanted me and someone else on your arm
I am finally over you don’t be so alarmed you thought I would stand by and watch you do me harm.
I am finally over you I have become so strong, I can still be your friend and know that I wasn’t wrong
To take my life back and love me again, and not absorb myself with your where’s and your when’s
To know that you had a gem and couldn’t tell, and now you wondering where did she go and what the hell
I am able to look at you with love in my eyes instead of looking through you with hate and despise
I am finally over you it’s so wonderful to me to know that you’re my friend and not my enemy
And when you finally wake up and realize that you care about me
I will be with the man that knew the day that he met me.
So I am finally over you no more tears in my eyes
I can finally move on now and it’s about time
I am finally over you I can say it out loud
I am FINALLY OVER U, NOW I CAN SAY GOODBYE
By Sherri Fletcher Wells
Drop by drop as my womanhood bleeds
White skirt soaked in blood how could I 'stay-free'?
'Whispers' all around me, all about me and classmates with questioning minds
I ran as fast as I could, leaving those blood spots behind!
Mom hugged me, wiped my tears and comforted me with a 'strange soft napkin'
I thought the problem was over,
But guess what?
It was just the beginning!
Every month was different now,
having a few 'bad' days
Writhing in pain, gulping tablets in vain
As if all this is not enough, PMS too finds it's way!
And then the 'hush-hush don't say it out loud'
'Hide' the sanitary napkin from the crowd
Where I am already blaming periods for the pain I go through
You stop me from entering the kitchen and worshipping god too?
Why so many myths and such secrecy?
I got my periods because I decided not to have a baby!
People need to grow up and grow out of such superstitions
I got my periods because I am capable of reproduction!
They say if I am "Old enough to bleed, I am Old enough to breed"
But first they should be old enough to understand,
It's just a matter of a few days every month,
Give me some space, let me breathe
If you want me to breed
Then let me be, let me bleed
Let me bleed in peace!
I will bring the world to your feet
I will not be discreet
I will say it out loud
I will erase all the cloud
Make it a bright shiny day
In a month of May
Sweet gentle breeze
I will be at your arms
You will kiss my eyelids
We shall fall asleep
Dream of a perfect life
The love of our lives
My heart is beating so hard,
I have stomach butterflies
whenever i hear your name or voice..
You used to be a friend,
but now..
Except you on my mind, I have no one else.
I guess I am falling down for you
or so it shows..
Now, I truly wish to cross the world for you
pass the rivers
climb the mountains
overcome any boundaries
just to be with you..
I wish I can close my eyes
and find the dream came true,
when we are alive
deep inside each others soul..
I wish I can truly wish
to have you for real
but then I don't know
if I will earn you the value you need
when someone so precious just like you
should n't belong to Earth,
else they should be in our hearts, engraved.
I wish I can say it out loud,
that you are the only person on my mind,
only one who acquainted my life
just with minor words..
I wish I can be yours,
and every good thing turns to our best
and may we both turn to be
the best of the best to ourselves..
May you be the husband I am dreaming of,
May I be your loyal wife,
May we build our own blessed life,
and have our kids aside..
May this "May" be Real,
and with you, I am always near..
and with your eyes, I am always seen
even if I am not around..
I am falling more for you with every heart beat..
Time crawls by, as if determined to torture me in this state. Why won’t it go by faster? I want to get away from here. Away from this world.
Have you ever had the strong desire to just…go outside at midnight, and walk around? Happens to me all the time. Night is my favourite time. I can actually think when it’s dark. My thoughts aren’t jumbled up, they're actually faster.
Life…can be annoying. So many people to make fun of you. Even if they don’t say it out loud. Just the way they act or look at you. It hurts. I’ve been bullied since I was in 5th grade. Picked on, shoved, and made fun of. You know what? LOOK AT ME NOW. All that bullying, the constant attacks on my already fragile esteem, look at who it’s made me. Emotional, likeable, versatile and dynamic. Without all of that, I wouldn’t be who I am. So thank you. You’ve effectively made a guy who HAS A HEART AND SOUL.
But who knows what’s going on with me? Over the years it’s added up. Now for unapparent reasons at random times I get SO depressed that I don’t want to be ‘here’ anymore. I just want to move on, get out of this life. Start a new one…you thought I was talking about killing myself? No. I’m not like that. Anymore. At least I think I’m not…
What I REALLY hate is being called ‘emo.’ My sister calls me Goth. She doesn’t even know what that means! Anyway, emo. WHY?! Do I look emo to you?! Maybe I do. And you know how many people look at me as if they're thinking “oh, he’s emo. He cuts himself and cries because he’s a wimp.” Well guess what? THAT’S NOT WHAT EMO IS. Emo=Emotional. Yes, if you were wondering, I am emotional. And yes, I do get depressed a lot. And I like emo music (its good music, wtf?) But I don’t like to be called emo, or scene, or Goth, or whatever. I may not show it, and I may agree with you on it when you call me it, but it pisses me off. Big time.
I once took a personality test. Out of 100, I got an 70 in the emotional category. The average for a 15 year old guy like me is 50. Give or take 5. I also got an 82 in the creativity/intuitive category, and I'm 82% introverted. And 77% Perceiving instead of judging.
So please don’t call me emo. Because I really am “emo.” But I don’t like to be called it. People always think I'm weird when they hear that pertaining to me. And it hurts. So Don’t. Do. It.
The Love of My Dad
When I was a child, you combed my hair for school
I never played hooky, because that was your rule
You helped with my homework
Math was a trial
But you stuck with me, because I am your child
You never gave up, no matter how long it took
You taught me to clean, and also to cook
You’re my dad and I am so proud
I love you, and I say it out loud
Adrienne
LaCont’e Gresham
I hide my true self in these lines.
My love is more written than spoken.
I know what I want.
But I can't afford to say it out loud.
I am living a lie.
I am masked.
The power of three little words
Three little words that we all need to hear
Spoken out loud or whispered in our ear
Since we were born
we heard our dear mother say them
Lived our lives wishing and hoping
our father could say them
Brothers and sisters... they
need to say them too
Yes, there's no more powerful words
than these three little words
I love you!
These three words sometimes
have much more power
than you realize
They've been said
at just the right time
and saved a
young persons life
An anxious young man may say it
to his beloved
hoping she will confirm
that she too cares
But...there's no more awkward silence
than having I love you
left floating unanswered in the air.
There are those that are stoic
and who try to show it
by their actions alone
Saying you know how I feel...don't you
don't I show my affection for you?
It may be so... but there's so much more
power in saying those three little words
I love you!
So go ahead! Just say it!
Make someones good day even better
Say it out loud, whisper it in their ear
say it in a card or even... in a letter?
Say it today! say it everyday!
it makes you feel even better too!
For there are no three words more powerful than
I love you.
John Derek Hamilton
April 12,2016
Let Them Judge You
When you stand up and speak for the things you believe,
Or you show what you feel; wear your heart on your sleeve.
When your thoughts and opinions don’t follow the crowd,
And you’re brutally honest and say it out loud…
Let them judge you.
When you work extra hours for no extra pay,
To ensure the job’s done by the end of the day.
When you cover a colleague who’s often off sick,
Or tolerate bosses who get on your wick…
Let them judge you.
When you finally snap cos it’s all got too tough,
And you throw in the towel and shout, “I’ve had enough!”
When you storm off and leave everyone in a daze,
Muttering and commenting about your odd ways…
Let them judge you.
Let them judge and opinionate, gossip and label.
Let them do everything better than you, if they’re able.
Let them build you up, put you down, doubt your ability.
Let them chatter and natter with puerile hostility…
Let them judge you.
You know who you are, for greater or lesser.
No need to retort or to be the aggressor.
Their thoughts, words and deeds will judge them in turn.
They are feeble, and immature and not your concern.
The lights remained bright-
you were quite fidgety yet relaxed,
and as for me; I remained stiff.
It was as though sadness, confusion,
and hurt took its toll over my body; Only I couldn't react.
My body remained numb, wanting to cry
and scream but knowing that doing this would only make matters
worse.
Starring into space, I found myself looking for answers.
As if somehow my eyes would gaze upon a word,
perhaps even a person who could give me some kind of
direction.
The answer was there, I knew the solution,
but never had the guts to accept it, let alone say it out loud.
In result my mouth remained shut.
Maybe it wasn't your heart that I was afraid of breaking, but my own.
Because it was moments like these where the truth hurt.
And I'd much rather the silence over power the painful truth,
that was bound to slip through our lips.