Best So What Poems
My wife is a poet and I am not,
She creates with her pen, I use robot!
She doesn’t know the truth,No! not a hint,
I don’t look in her eyes, lest reads a glint!
She picks topics at random to challenge,
by night ready poetry is for exchange,
if she wins, in different room I stay,
If I win, wow, wow! then I have my way!!
many topics she chose every Sunday,
to keep me away from favourite play!
many times came close to losing, oh, my!
If I had not used my friend, the AI!
Every evening she reads her’s with passion,
With certainty of win, no compassion!
It is then in slow slow voice I read mine,
so far the AI has worked, all is fine!!
So then, those of you, who hate the AI,
I say to you, What is it to you? Why?
If not for the robot who helps me out,
I will be sleeping alone, have no doubt!
"Where did you put it?,"I don't know,it must be over there"
"It isn't I just told you!,"Well I don't really care!"
"You said you put it up somewhere,now where the hell is it?"
"Ive looked,and searched every bloody where,and i still cannot find it".
"So what,what else is new,you always say the same",
"As if ,that on this planet earth,there is no-one else to blame".
"Well I really need it,you know I do,I'd appreciate the help".
"Now,that's better,talk to me nice,and watch out for your bloody self".
"Here it is,I told you it was,why don't you listen to me?"...
"Sometimes,you really amaze me,it's as if you could'nt see".
"Well I'm sorry,I really am,but I'm kind of in a rush";
"Shh,don't say anything,please don't speak,I wish you would just hush."
"Well,Im off then,I'll see you later,I'll be home in time for tea".
"So what",I say,whatever you reckon,Thank God,now there's only just me.
This place has become a safe haven and refuge
in these trying times.
I come here, and I'm able to laugh in spite
all of the chaos happening worldwide.
I find strength when I feel weak.
I find encouragement when I'm feeling down.
I find inspiration in something much bigger
than me.
So when I come here and see people getting
bullied and harassed, I have a problem with
that.
It ticks me off; we have too much crap going
on outside.
Listen up; we all have opinions that differ from
others. SO WHAT.
It doesn't give you the right to bully or insult
anyone.
Can you please do me a favor and keep your
mouth closed.
This is not the place for unnecessary drama.
At the end of the day, it's all about poetry;
Anything else that happens from a shared
love and appreciation for poetry is a bonus.
Alexis Y.
02/6/2021
I’m old enough to be trusted
Smart enough to make my own decisions
Strong enough to love you
Even through all the hate
No one understands me
Wonders why I love you
Why we’re together
Why does it matter to them?
I know why
That’s all that matters
They ask questions
Say it’s not going to last
But they aren’t us
They don’t know anything about us
Yet have everything to say about us
They think they know what I want
What I need
Yet they don’t really
Never even asked me
Just told me
But I need you
That’s all there is to it
No matter how I try to get away
Everywhere I look
Everything I think about
There you are
No one is good enough for me
So they say
If you’re not good enough for me
So what
I don’t want better
I’m not leaving until I’m ready
and I’m not ready yet
And neither are you
We love each other for multiple reasons
Which don’t have to be discussed
Not with them anyway
As long as you love me and I love you
So what?
SO WHAT IF
Some tend to feel unease,
Wanting all guarantees.
Automatic pilot in place,
Preparing for just in case.
Distaste for unknown,
Being insecurity prone.
The “What if” thoughts lurking around;
A mantra embedded, like background sound.
Familiar with words such as, “I quit.”
Foreign to the meaning of “SO what if.....
Barbara Campbell
If the answer is to the question
So what did you do today
Is
I stole sweets off kid's
Pulled the wing's off butterflies
Kicked a walking stick away
from under a pensioner
& best of all
Tried to sabotage a poetry contest
Trolled and wrote some spiteful
hurtful comments online
Is it any wonder or surprise then
That you haven't actually got any
real friend's
And maybe the reason why you
do what you do and try make
enemies out of other's
Because if they didn't reply
to your taunts
You might just then turn your pen
back upon yourself
Only to find those who would
have tried help you burnt
No longer care enough anymore
to try and pick you up
Because you see a butterfly
can not fly without wing's
And so to there is only so much
flax those only trying to help
can put up with
Before they eventually give up
as well
Admitting defeat and thinking
what's the point anyway
If all i am trying to do is good
is causing me more heartache
and harm
No contest enjoy your win
With only your dark webb
weaved coat for heat and
company
Whilst you troll from your
rusty old tin roof hoping
it won't cave in
Under the weight of spite and
hate you spew
Wishing to indoctrinate and
hope other's will follow or
fall
And find there inner troll
(The Kyoto Protocol, an international
treaty signed in December 1997, commits
member states to reduce their carbon
dioxide emissions. The United States is
the only First World nation not to ratify
the treaty.)
Spend it, squander, swill down, swallow,
waste it, wassail, welter, wallow.
There's no "I" in America.
(Well, maybe one.)
Billow, burn up, bloat and burgeon,
Don't stint (see stomach-stapling surgeon).
There's no "me" in America.
(Well, maybe one.)
Blow up. Bulge. Indulge your senses.
Guzzle, grab, gorge - don't heed no fences.
There's no "crime" in America,
no restraints, no consequences.
(Well, maybe one.)
Sung to Send In The Clowns From A Little Night's Music.
So, what should we say,
right here, today?
Feelings that two people had
on one summers' day,
drifting away...
So, what should we do,
about me and you?
Recall we opened our hearts
and admired the view.
Fading and frayed..
drifting away..
Once we were young,
our passion was true.
I thought of no one or nothing
unless it was you.
Crossing the rugged terrain
that I found in my way.
Soon the refrain-
"Then came today..."
So, where do we go?
Now that we know
all of the moments we shared,
was that all for show?
I know I cared.
Yes, that much is true.
So, what about you?..
So, take it from here,
should we shed a tear?
For every grief that I gave,
I'll buy you a beer.
Yet, time is a thief,
who steals every year,
then, leaving us here.
So, what should we be,
if not you and me?
Dampering vibrant flames
to a lukewarm degree.
But, what about we?
Please..bring back the we.
God..please say that..to me..
In school there was this guy named Terry and he was always getting body art
Everybody was talking about it and jealous and wanted to look like his body parts
they said "Isn't he cool, watch the girls look at him and drool"
he's so buffed and so good looking and they think he's so cool
wonder why he looks like that and nobody else does
he seems like a loner, he just hangs out with girls with his peach fuzz
They say he has a brother, wonder what he looks like
I've only heard that he's bigger and get's him into a fight
Whose idea is this body art anyway?
without knowing the family I can't really say
So he started talking with the kid so he could stay
after school and later go home with him
maybe come in early and workout the gym
so I went to his house and his brother was the same way
They had sleeves of body art, they were nice
They were not scary or different, they were right
so I was thinking like "What's the big deal"
so they're different so can't we get real
He's nice man and he won't hurt you
He's got a great brother and he's cool too
If people just got him from the start
They wouldn't be so afraid like after the dark
So I'm the only one that knows for sure
that he's so innocent, he's just different there's no cure
needed for this guy, he won't hurt you or bite
if you just talk to him like a person you just might
figure it out and not be mad at him without
giving him a chance or a shout
you'd be friends with him too no doubt
you'll realize there was "no big deal"
just because they thought of it for real
Hold your horses down
don't be a clown
you can have nerves of steel
cause it's no big deal
Its Not Just You and Not Just Me – So What is Reality – To Even Being Happy
It’s not really such a mystery
That the truth is lost from you and me
Because we both believe
All of life’s prophecies
Such as,
What will be, will just then be
Or that we can control our own destinies
So that’s you and I all said and done
As we are both not really very kind
We both just stick to our own alma mater
Not really engaging with all that matter’s
As well as not considering others
The same though applies to all mankind
But not the ones that never knew
Because we, that's me and you, take a stand
or a different point of view
My own gift though would truly be
To give to all humanity
At least some reality
To be as happy as can be
I just wish that I knew
I also wish that you know to
Whatever that can ever be
So please can you at least tell me
How to make happy a reality
DAMO
Call it what you will.
You can try and lie.
But green as the ocean.
I see it in your eyes.
The way that you look,
Let your gaze fall upon me,
It's not even a challenge
To look and then see.
When the door closed,
I wasn't coming back.
Pray all you might,
Love is your lack.
My soul is sold.
My heart's anew.
And the owner
Just isn't you.
It hurts to see
The way you hurt
And I know you'll feel
Until six feet in dirt.
I think it's time
We stop playing games.
Because our hearts
Don't beat the same.
7/19/17
So what if they want to hate
So what if they can't relate
So what if they got more money
So what if they live in the city or country
So what if they got a better car
So what if they don't care who you are
So what if they want to always look right through you
So what if they want to treat you like doo-doo
So what if they want to count you out
So what if they opened up their mouth and had doubts
So what if it does or doesn't ever end
So what there's still work and business to take care of and tend
So what if they want to backstab you, and leave you dead
Actually never mind what I said, off with their head
The river thus runs red
So what it's far too late to pretend
So what there's money to make, save and spend
So what if they continue to overlook you
So what if they're telling you what they would do
So what if I'm curvy with thick thighs
I still turn heads when I walk by
So what if I have pretty skin
my mind is more appealing so dig in
So who cares what you think
the difference is I know I'm unique
beautifully made in his image
yea in deed I forgot to mention
what makes me ,me is one is two words
I speak and that is" So What" who cares what you
think because I will always remain me
When I'm dead and gone
they'll still pass judgment on me
how I lived my life
So what if I stand stranded
On the straits of Loneliness!
THIS is what I had demanded,
N anythin more'd have been MEANINGLESS !
So what if my Trust floats wrecked,
N my heart winces with all the pain !
MAYBE, its all part of the Great Plan
N in Patience, would I gladly teach myself to trust again.