Best Stick With It Poems
A birthday is always a special day
A day that comes round each year
Celebrate it and surround yourself
With loved ones far and near
This day doesn't only resemble your birth
It's also a day to enjoy
The fact your living alive with life
Every man, woman, girl and boy
As you get older you start to know
The things life has in store for you
Make every effort count in life
See your journey in life through
Don't let no joy be taken away
From you as you walk each day
Knowing that theres a purpose for something
In your life so to you I say
Challenge the impossible for nothing in life is
Speak out to those who care to hear
Where there is a roadblock theres always a passage
Battle through it year after year
Time is ticking the hour is unknown
Be wise stay encouraged and be strong
Do what it takes to make your ends meet
In this life that seems so long
Happy Birthday to all who shares this day
May this message bring warmth to your heart
Make a wish for the moment and stick with it
For everyday is a fresh new start.
Written By: Joseph Darryl Boca
Hey there friend!
Long time no see
I'm still around
Whenever you need me.
I know it's been a while
Since we last talked
And even longer
Since we last walked
Together down the hard road
Even when we weren't getting along
Just a matter of miscommunication
Being on different pages of the song.
Here we are once again
Standing at the fork in the road
Allow me to help you this time
And share the burden of your load.
We have to pull together
Not push apart
We can take this road one step
At a time and mend our broken hearts.
It wasn't easy when I first saw you
I just wanted to turn away
Then Jesus intervened and opened my eyes
I didn't know what to say.
I did thank Him though
For sending you back to me
Even after all this time
Things will be different, you'll see.
What I'm trying to say
Is now I know
Why it was
You had to go.
It was too painful
For you to stay
As we remained
Set and steadfast in our ways.
Neither one of us willing to give in or
Give up nor wanting to budge
Instead we acted like children
And chose to hold a grudge.
Now that the tension
Has finally been broken
Can we put the past behind us
And let the negative remain unspoken?
We've been given a second chance
To try and set things straight
We have to live for this moment
Before it's too late.
So what do you say?
Let's try this again
And stick with it
Until the very end.
a precious girl
so young and free
came up to me
and told me what she wanted
to be
i want to be a ballerina
she said
but shhe didnt understand
her every wish was my great
command
that was years ago
and man o man
they went by so slow she hates
the days
i know because its all she says
i told her to stick with it
She told me I'm full of ****
i told her to stick with her
dreams
but she just runs and screams
but on the stage
I can see her features change
into somthing new
they become bright
with a certain kind of light
and it reaches out to me
i wish i could describe
the way it makes me feel inside
its love that is unknown
and its my little girl all
grown
He is sweet, he is cute
Though he sometimes looks like rude.
He is my little bro(brother), a reason to smile
Inspires me always to go thousand miles.
He calls me always and makes fool of me
Then I get mad and scold him with the reason I see
I sometimes wish, he wouldn't have called
Then I realize-without him I'm nothing, not at all
He is my little kid and my best pal
He is the brother which I could never had.
He always makes us happy, makes us proud
I feel free being with him, also in crowd.
He has lots of girlfriends with hit lists
Annu and Pragya – also in list.
For him BINA is the best of all
Hey!!!!!!!!!! don't get confuse he has more.
Yesterday, I asked about poem to write
He then laughed and suddenly became quite.
He would solve equation rather, he said
If he writes one, he'll mess-that I can bet.
He is tall and is black
When I reach home, he hides behind rack
Making me search him everywhere
See, can you find such an stupid anywhere??????????
Throwing pranks and jokes on me
Always makes him excitedly happy.
No matter how much he teases me
He has always been very special to me.
Operating computer makes him dumb
Gets stick with it all the time, like the gum.
Neither he listens me nor of mom
To make him wake up, I know-always need a nuclear bomb.
Go on my brother, you go on………
Life is waiting-saying come on
Still a long way waiting for you
But, remember always,
There's a sister praying for you.
-I have written and dedicated this poem for my sweet little brother, NITESH. He is my best
friend too and this donkey(my brother) means everything to me. he always makes me cry
coz of his love and care. No one can ever be like him. Thanks for being my sweet little
brother,dear. Your sister loves you so much………….
Love Renu....
All good things come to an end
And this is my last gymnastics sweetheart for now
Until another gymnast comes along
And steals my heart away like each one of the five
My fifth gymnastic sweetheart is Jaycie Phelps!
Now she didn't become one of my sweethearts
Until I read her story in a book about "The Mag Seven"
And read about her never-say-quit attitude.
If there was a Cinderella story in gymnastics
Well I guess her story would rank up there at the top
Because she almost quit the sport completely back in 1993
But she stuck with it and now look at what she's become
A member of the U.S. gold medal gymnastics team "The Mag Seven"
The first time a team from the U.S. has tasted gold ever!
She didn't go on to any of the Individual events
But she still helped out the team win the gold
With solid performances in the team optionals.
Now I hope that she can stick with it
And fight through the pain that she feels everyday
Because I would love to see her try out for the 2000 Olympics!
Inside my head,
trapped,
the door is held by lock and chain...
Entertained with the insane
and the deranged.
This endeavor has been a long campaign.
Tears are my rain
and I can't get it outta my brain...
It runs through every vein...
Makes me overthink and over-explain,
I guess I stick with it,
cause I know the terrain.
Some sense of familiar domain
and for me, it's easy to obtain.
So forever, here,
I will remain.
Any attempt to escape is done in vain.
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It Figures...
I'm my own worst enemy,
can't get out of my head...
my worst fear is being dead,
because if there isn't anything after, ill just be trapped inside instead... eternity,
fighting the other me,
but perfectly matched so a winner will never be...
good thing I made my mind a labyrinth, filled with many rooms all filled with different things, distractions, memories, monsters, dreams.
It'll be hell from time to time,
but finding a little bit of heaven in a shoebox tucked away in a safe place.
Do you know how hard it is to hide from yourself?
They tell me everything just is because it's an easy thing to say, a quick solution to give to anything before getting too deep into the problem. But would you say to that a famous painting? What if YOU were Mona Lisa trapped on that canvas... would you go exploring your papery world and say "This is how it's always been"...?
And the children... they belong in the just-because file to. Before them there was you, and before you, there were your parents and before your parents, there was...
Well just how far back does it go before you get something... different?
Just the other day my kid scraped his knee, and I saw that tears were beginning to make oceans in those eyes. He saw me reaching for the Popsicles and I was like... what happened to those oceans? It was like sunshine after after the storm.
But what made those feelings? How did sudden and complete pain turn into bubbly joy? I'm sure if one bent and twisted over a dozen scientific laws you could say it was conceivable that all that came from... nothing.
Yet you can't deny the emotions you feel. The very conscience of your being.
Can you?
The simple fact that you can even ponder that question proves there's something more... something extraordinary and capable of having purpose. We aren't just a phase in an endless chain... chains are made of metal, they're cold and heartless.
A grain of sand on the beach, perhaps, but we ARE something.
Think long and hard if you like, for we have freedom to do so. Think until we develop into some greater being... maybe even go so far beyond as to a being that needs not a brain...
An indestructible prismatic alloy, if you will (it sounds fancy enough... I think I'll stick with it). But, please if you will, one more question (but only if you're laughing).
Where'd you get your sense of humor from?
Think long and hard...
they said I was a terror people's mind,I will show em how I did it.and damn well how I
will stick with it?so try hate me break me,I won't break.so people thought this Korean boy
couldn't never make it to the top.thinking I was going to fall down craw like a baby talk
like a baby,because they said I could never do it,never do it.
so will I ever make it,or will take it..this isn't far from over
Why is that, do you ever ask?
Why did she surrender,
Why is he wearing a mask,
Why is she so emotional,
Why he is so torn apart,
Why is he/she in such an awful task?
No, we never ask!
We pass verdicts and judgements:
“She is characterless,
Oh him? Such a Casanova!”
“She is emotional,
He is so rude!”
“So much for us to take and weigh!”
“He/she is mad, depressed, and obnoxious!
Such bad! I say!”
Today I ask openly,
To each one of you! Who are you to say?
A judge?
Then why such words at him/her you’d threw?
Punished and penalised;
Why is he or she to get it from you.
What has he/she done to you,
Then why is such a picture of them you drew?
Do we know which extra mile,
Has that person walked on?
May be he/she started to struggled
even before it was dawn!
Why is that she surrendered,
Why is that he is torn apart!
Simply bother to listen, I say!
Ask him/her to sing their untold song,
Why is that he/she comes out so strong?
No, as likely we are, they say;
living our lives in a selfish world.
You and I have to deal with our own selfishness,
Stick with it and die!
Isn’t it?
That’s the norm to abide by.
Hence so, we never struggle
In between What and Why?
Pay no mind to the others,
Clueless to you and your goals.
They huddle up like calling plays,
Just know your route play by play.
People love to hear themselves,
Seek joy in whispers and gossip.
Talk crap about your ethics,
They lack your continuous effort.
Too focused to pay them mind,
Bring my hopes and dreams to life.
It may take me longer than I want,
I will still get to the place I want.
I don’t care how talkers see me,
Simply trying to be the best me.
Imperative that I stick the course,
Keep my balance stay on the horse.
10/4/21
It all started with one, now I need at least two
This is just the preview
People only there when they need you
Fast to deceive you
Such actions are see-through
I took off on a ski-doo
In the air debris flew
Rent and another payment soon to be due
In Australia near an area full of Emu
A secret message was written in Hebrew
As time courses
There'll always be opposing forces
Over anything, such as resources
As well as horses
Don't get it twisted and distorted
Either unbiased, against it or all for it
While in orbit
They stick with it or eventually forfeit
Hardy har har
I always party hard
People trying to have a heart to heart
Quitting is the hardest part
Don't let the darkness start
Most of the time I isolate
Never do I await
And embrace what is so called 'my fate'
Got to pave my own way, often my eyes dilate
Still humans continuing to violate
The one to annihilate
Another species, permanently impacting survival rate
You name it the time and place
I'll be there, ready to work and in a good mind state
Even when I'm hungover, I'm just over all the lies and hate
Rarely ever sober, at night I often lie awake
All this damage
As time continually passes
It's of no advantage
Among the masses
Getting difficult to manage
Fogging up my glasses
Nearby the grasses
Far too many obsessed with the upper class and status
It's bat s***
Like the life of an addict
I got to watch out for any toxic gases
Can't think or move at the speed of molasses
Meanwhile in the sky occasional flashes
In the end ashes to ashes
Pressing for a goal
So far off in the distance
I reach to grasp the prize
But it disappears
From my grasp into thin air
Will the journey ever end
It's been so long
An optical allusion
As a sunset
Seen but yet so far off
Never quite in reach
Is it hopeless?
Shall I never possess it?
It's so hard to stick with it
Day by day
God help me have patience
As I am embarking on the long process
There is a light
At the end of the tunnel
Will I make it that far
To endure all the darkness
Threatening to close in
How much do I want this goal I talk about?
Whatever you set you mind to in life
Is what you will get out
I will conquer when I begin to believe
I'm climbing up this hill
thats getting steeper by the minute
thinking about this race thats life
and how I want to win
All the struggle and pain
I endure and maintain
To ensure that I gain
the courage to remain
This marathon is long
So I have to be strong
so I can stick with it for real
to get my part of the deal
I'm so tired and hurt
but I have to make it work
I have to push myself forward
all distraction ignored
This is life or death
I must pass this quest
or fail the test
and miss all the rest
Of the crap you get for winning
the respect and recognition
for not thinking about quitting
but being willing
to buckle down, shut up,
hold on tight, close your eyes,
keep your head to the sky
and roll with it.
and if you did just right
you might be surprised
but you won it.
2-23-2004
Struggles---
Doesn't matter if you win or lose,
What is important is the path you choose.
Truth or lies don't matter,
for a greater power resides in honesty.
Being true to self is the only key to happiness.
Value it to regain lost consciousness.
Tread the path chosen by thee.
Stick with it and do not regress,
To the fickle mind that you might possess.
Power through to achieve your aim,
without any bias or sin.
Wait long enough for the seed to bloom,
You see it worth all the pain in the end.
The fruit you bore of the blood and sweat,
shed by you to progress.
Discover the sweetness ,
in the method which won,
fructifying into an heavenly bliss.
---Udit
Lock down - Its' All Done now
Easy does it
So they say
As easing lock down is now on it's way
So no more longer worrying why
The reason why we even cried
So lets get back on with it
Making even more people sick
Just because we can't stick with it
As easing lock down is now on it's way
So must mean CV19
Has gone away
But has it?
Well I can't say!
DAMO