Best Somethings Poems
Sometimes I can't believe it
It all happened so fast
Real life is truly here
Just who is that looking at me in the mirror?
How come these bills are addressed to my name?
It's like I went to sleep and woke up
And I'm all grown up
Sometimes I miss the days
When your crush had cooties, not STDs
And afternoons were spent climbing trees
And it's hard to grasp our age
Who's that man calling you "his wife"?
How come that little girl just called you Dad?
It's like I went to sleep and woke up
And we're all grown up
Sometimes the kids today
Make me feel so old when they say
They've never heard of Kurt Cobain
But I know that we're better
Cause we could fix our Nintendo in just one blow
And we all figured this out sans Twitter
It's like I went to sleep and woke up
And I'm all grown up
I remember the stupid things
Pogs and Goosebump books
Playlists were mixtapes on cassettes
And Friday nights meant TGIF on ABC
Nickelodeon was our only obsession
Friend requests were made in person
And they still showed music videos on MTV
It's like I went to sleep and woke up
And it's a different world - Nothing's the same
Cause we're all grown up
the aura, godspeed ahead.
her countenance more than slaked,
it’s heated and apple baked.
fifty-somethings march with time…
sue ellen’s court supporting their queen,
with fanfare tea parties and costumes to preen.
steeped in fanciful color, like a dream at seventeen.
friendship and euphoria, sisters, well-bred
primped in gowns, fedoras and blossom in purple and red.
SOMETHINGS GOT A HOLD
I get this feeling
it takes over, inside
my head spins like
like whirling winds.
I get this look
like being over-took
by alien wordplay-
Somethings got a hold.
Wanting me to say
which way the crow
flies, wanting me
me to tell -how
the brook babbles.
Why the bees scream
why the sunbeams,
why the moon streams
why the daisies die.
I get this sensation
revealing revelations
silent concentration
and then laborious joy
a new poem is born.
Something has come over me
extremely intense
very extraordinary,
dopamine released
awareness increased.
Somethings got a hold
my pen is in control
The secrets that unfold-
Needed to be told-and
now we see reality.
Copyright © Vicki Acquah | Year Posted 2014
God called on Jonah to do something he didn’t want to do.
So Jonah beat a path for Tarshish to hide from you know who.
But when he was on the ship God caused the sea to rise,
His shipmates thought that tossing him over would probably be wise.
Then God sent a fish to swallow Jonah and give him time to think,
But after spending three days inside a whale Jonah began to stink.
So Jonah prayed to God and promised that he’d try to do much better,
He’d go give the word to Nineveh if it meant he wouldn’t get any wetter.
So God made the fish puke him up somewhere near his goal,
But the smell of fish innards and bile was starting to take a toll.
By the time he’d walked to Nineveh the stench made Jonah sick,
But the combination of the message and retching odor seemed to do the trick.
Nineveh promised that they’d be better than God could ever conceive,
If only Jonah would hurry to the city gate and oh dear God please leave.
I guess that old saying is true, the one that people with in-laws tell,
That after three days of being around, both fish and prophets smell.
They say sometimes perplexed, he or she is good for nothing
but if using the word "nothing" is grammatically incorrect
in the above context as claimed by the academic interlect,
For if there is no such thing as nothing
then he or she must be good for "something"
and something is definately "no-thing",
Therefore, "no-thing" is logically "some-thing",
So there is "nothing" as "no-thing",
To conclude "everything" is "something"
and "something" the gesalt of "everything".
Is the one that "derides", the "good-thing" or the "no-thing"
is not the one that "be-littled" the other also "some-thing"
He turned his head,
Winked and smiled,
He leaned in and kissed me,
All was good for a second,
Then I remember I couldn’t bear to love again,
I stepped back quietly,
And said I’m sorry,
As his frown came upon his face,
He asked slowly, “Is it me?”
My heart fell to the ground,
How could I explain my heart was much too weak,
Stupid little boys had hurt it before,
They said things, I couldn’t forget,
I’m sure if you looked closely,
You could see my tear scarred face,
And the crack that could never be replaced,
Yes, this man in front of me was quiet amazing,
Beautiful actually,
Which made it worst,
All the girls would want him,
Then I’d be alone again,
People as great as him,
Should be consider a sin,
He turned his head,
Winked and smiled,
He leaned in and kissed me,
All was good for a second,
Then I remember I couldn’t bear to love again.
Have you ever had something happened to you that scared you out of your wits? I have. It
all began on my birthday last year. (This is not a true story, by the way.)
April 1st, 2009. 8:00PM
My mom threw a huge birthday party for me, everyone in the family was there. A few hours
after the party, my mom was invited to dinner with her new boyfriend. She was going to say
no because she didnt want to leave me alone for my birthday, but I love her too much to
have her give it up. An hour later, my mom and Ray were heading out for dinner. When they
left, I went up to my room, laid flat on my bed, and fell asleep.
10:00PM
Two hours later, I heard a crash coming from downstairs. It woke me up with a jolt going
down my spine. I grabbed my flashlight which was on my dresser, and headed down the
stairs. I checked out the living room, nothing was wrong. I checked out the hallway, nothing
was wrong. Then I walked into the kitchen. Everything seemed to be in place. Just as I
started turning out the door, I noticed somethig odd in the corner of my eye. In the knife
rack, a knife was missing. I searched around the kitchen but could not find the knife. I
ignored it and went back upstairs, back to sleep.
11:00PM
My mom came back from dinner. She screamed up to me saying, "I'm back from dinner. I'm
gonna get some sleep. Good night, and happy birthday."
12:30AM
Later that night, I heard the crash again. It sounded like it was coming from the basement.
So I grabbed my flashlight, raced downstairs. I first ran into my mom's room to make sure
she was alright. She was perfectly fine. Then I ran to the basement and looked around. A
lightbulb had fallen from the ceiling and broke on the ground. I swept it up with a broom, and
put it in the garbage can. I started to climb the stairwell once again, and there I saw it. There
was the kife sitting on the middle of the floor in a pool of blood with red footprints walking to
the closet. I picked up the knife, slowly walked to the closet. The closet was inches away
from me. I could hear a gasp of breath coming from inside. I closed my eyes, swung open
the door and stabbed away. I could feel the blade penetrating something, but what? I opened
my eyes, and realized what I had just done. Apparently, my mother was back from dinner,
and here lies her dates.
I will break into your thoughts,
with what is written within my heart...
I'm so sick,
infected with where I live.
Let me live without this,
...emptiness
...selfishness
I'm so sick!
All my complaints diminish to nothing,
I am ashamed of my somethings!
Thanks for the comfort,
...only because I suffer!
I'm so sick...
Some things must go and some people too
People try to hurt you and break you down with them
People can't be trusted, they are so deceitful
You never know when to let go until actions speak louder
Louder than words so you can see for yourself
Some people can't be trusted they are so deceitful
Sometimes it's not you other people have troublesome issues
I know it's no excuse, but the lame ones will use it anyway
I have to tell myself somethings are better letting go anyway
Its hard to express how I feel inside,
most the time I wish I could just curl up and die!
Tears of sorrow run down my face,
as I pray for an exit so I can exscape!
Thoughts of suicide are hard to fight
when you feel like your being burried alive!
With depressing thoughts trying to take control
I wish that I could just let go!
Let go of my life and say goodbye,
goodbye to all the chaos of drama and fear in my life!
I wish things wern't this way,
and as bad as I wish I could leave this place,
I just can't fade away!
Theres three little faces keeping me here,
three beautiful smiles keeping me sane!
My three amazing children keep a smile on my face!
A glance of them smiling makes it all clear!
They are the reasons why I need to stay strong,
and there love is all I need to want to stay,
thinking of them is what keeps me alive!
SOMETHINGS ON MY NECK.
I have somethings in ma neck,
I plot a while at ma desk,
I ask, and seek,
How will I cope with things that I have on my neck.
I was given a test,
A trial and a vet,
I thought for some minutes,
A while and some seconds,
Then, I later put all at rest.
Now, am coping,
Using all my strength.
I want pasion
although I had plenty enough,
I yearn for more
heat, fire, love and lust
In a dark corner feeling the adrenline rush
closeness,
excitment, i felt it all
felt his hand warming my chest
the tickle of his pinky in my belly button
the soft touch of his palm on my stomach
heard him laugh when I jumped.
Heard myselfl gasp at these exotic emotions
That night was a night of almosts,
night of sounds
night of touch
night of emotions
night of two teenagers unsure of love.
Somethings never change….
Some people can love you,
To the core, unconditionally…..
Together in hardships,
Hands and souls meant together…
With a bond of love and care,
Promises remains true….
With hands together,
We grew together…….
And acted like ladder,
Mutually for our personal dreams…
Walked together, to feel better,
But never gets seperated…..
She might see mistakes in me,
But never wish ….
To stay away from me…….
We run together in darkness,
To admire the sunrise together…….
We both are like north & the South,
Poles of the magnet…….
May be opposite, but stay together………
There are somethings in life, which I can't have!
There are somethings in life, I really want!
There are somethings in life which are people
There are some people in your life who you love
You love them with all your heart
only they'll never know
They'll never know because it's worng
But how can love be wrong?
Why should what other people think
get in the way of true love?
Somethings in life are just complicated!
I always knew that crying would never solve anything,
but somethings worth crying for.
Sometimes i feel like crying just to send a message showing that just because
your crying doesnt mean your sad.
I cry sometimes just to show how proud i'am of myself and other people
i truly care about.
The tears that run down your face should be for very good reason's like love is
worth crying for.
I will always cry my speacial tears for love and many more great things.