Best Take Into Consideration Poems
Take a moment of your time
And listen to your heart’s insight
Think about what you should write
Will it be personal or fictional?
Should your poem begin with a rhyme
Or should free verse be your style?
I doubt you’ll discover the best the first time
But you can be sure you’ll see the light
Your poem might use whimsical words
Or it could be built on a feeling from your heart
It might begin with the middle at the first
Or the end could be where the beginning was
Take into consideration what words to use
Will they be dark and dreary or light and loving?
Should you answer the question the reader has
Or think of some revelation you can bestow?
Poetry is built on words galore, adjectives and adverbs
Nouns, pronouns and all the other possibilities
The words might be metered or rhymed or with rhythm
Or given to encouraging the reader to invent within
A poem like yours can be soft and imaginative
Or it could bring out the bandit or sensitivity
I understand that your words will be your own
And I can’t really tell you how to write what you should
If I were to encourage you to write your best piece
I’d have to say that you let your heart and soul lead you
Through fact or fiction, real or imagined, think of the poem
That you would like to read if you were the reader
Being anything but cold is rare for you.
Utterly and shamelessly aloof is but a default setting for you, although could it still be considered ‘aloof’ if it’s on purpose?
Too nonchalant to notice the people around to falling to pieces at your feet.
Too preoccupied with your selfish human desires to take into consideration the karmic tab you’re stacking up, and yet,
Even when you’re paying attention, you’re still somehow... not there.
Ridiculously obsessed with your self-image, just enough to tip off the start to your downfall.
Firmly believing your own lies is the reason you’ve successfully convinced everyone around you of them too.
Living out your deceit, fooling everybody into believing you could be a genuine soul, that you could be authentic – as if you’re a lowlife method actor on the brink of withering away.
You could not fool me, though. I saw right through you and your transparent wings, and you couldn’t handle being seen, oh, how very ‘dear in the headlights’ of you.
I knew you were cold-blooded,
But I never expected you to be a fraud.
Here comes the New Year
Like you, I shall welcome it with grand pomp
And celebration!
I already have my list of resolutions ready
The past year shall I consider grand
But still, it shall be history!
Now, shall I stick to my one resolution
The one I have claimed always to stick to
At the coming of each new year!
This new year, I shall smile and relax my mind
My shoulders and my nervously beating heart
Yes, this new year, I shall take life lightly
Smile at the face of adversity
And deal with stress accordingly!
Pray, I shall also arm my soul with gratitude
For, mind you
Life is a gift
And whatever it has given me so far
Has been more than enough for me
It has always been my motto
To take from life only as much as we require
Why
I had read somewhere that
Life can rebel, if we are to be greedy about its offerings!
This year, I shall take into consideration that I have lots already
Too much in fact
And that I shall put all of that into good use
Yes
I shall be selfless;
No more seeking for myself
No more seeking to appease my tantrums
No more seeking to calm my yearnings
Rather
I shall smile
Keep a cold and composed stature
And hand out a hand to life
While telling it,
Life you can count on me!
I shall help you!
Yes
You bet, I shall!
It matters not, in the end, if the yearnings of my mundane self
Are not appeased
It matters not
For, the mundane is subject to change
The mundane is not legitimate
The mundane shall perish
Shall remain, only the mystery of my soul
Pure and certainly made of the same matter as particles
Such a consciousness
Desires not
Such a consciousness
Merely seeks to please its maker
So
Why not start now
At the coming of the New Year!
Why is there so much emphasis put onto education,
Is it true that its the only solid foundation,
Or does it just attract negative frustration,
So many questions and excessive pressure,
What happened to the days filled with pleasure,
You are told to seek knowledge to excell,
Improve your learning and get a degree as well,
To fail is like dropping a massive bombshell,
The assumption that everyone must go to college or to uni,
To access a better future is quite gloomy,
We become disconnected and loose our compassionate veil,
Everyone wanting to succeed is also wanting others to fail,
To gain a stable and well paid job with all its wealth,
We must loose our moral habits to welcome in, ill health,
Forcing a child to receive Adult ideas,
Compelled to devour grown up verbal diarrheas,
Instead of accepting each others strengths and take into consideration a child's wishes,
We loose our minds and our souls become suspicious,
Beliefs and values are good for the heart,
So no one can dictate to you, that you are not SMART.
Some stranger sent me a letter,
stating that I was a beyonder,
someone who looks human and strong like steel,
but actually doesn't have the same traits;
he was born to foretell his own demise,
and expose,without resentment, his lies:
and if only he would have heeded,
he would have known perfect sunsets!
And I can attest to this:
the rocky road to my mountain
has not been smooth, but rough;
I had many good choices,
but choosing vanity over them,
made me roam amid my ruins...
a worthless life resembling an empty
house with closed windows;
a dark soul without faith...
living its days in nothingness!
Climbing the precipitous mountain,
with a young and adventurous heart,
was the easiest challenge a dreamer could face;
now, my breath is heavy and going down
isn't an easy task: my meadow is strewn with weeds,
and no flowers grow to entice it with their fragrance,
before their seeds were scattered by favorable winds,
and every summer those swaying dandelions
and gigantic sunflowers bowed...
to worship the life-giving sun!
As my day comes to a close,
I can't turn back and change anything,
but stare at the rocky road of my mountain,
letting regrets, filled with remorse, come to the surface again:
not to have done things differently, or at least,
tried to take into consideration my rebellion;
but friends, don't judge me harshly or be enraged...your battles
weren't like mine: I had to fight a vicious beast!
Your fate wasn't the fate I encountered at a tender age,
your mountain had no steep slopes or a direful disadvantage!
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
It's a touchy subject
Kicked around like a ball
As we begin to take into consideration
The meaning of "true love"
We also begin to realize its not a word,
But a feeling.
Just when you think the love of your life
has been captured
By the depth of your heart
They break it.
With what feels like a knife
The same knife
That took your father's life.
Marked on the side
With the name of Jesus Christ.
"I love you"
"Do you love me too?"
Wasting what you think is a good idea
Turns out to be your biggest fear
You'll never want to love again
When that special boy
Shatters all your hopes and dreams
Of ever finding someone who cares
As much as they ever did
Then again, did he ever really care?
Confusion runs through your mind
When you think about all the moments
That you wanted to last a lifetime
With that not-so-special boy
Who broke your heart.
We struggle through life for worthy causes,
and ofter times, it's much too great a risk
to outlive those hardships and come out victorious,
but it's infighting that we regain our lost strength.
We build treasures and find in them no pure happiness,
never undaunting courage, only acknowledging disappointments
and the smallest victory seems a definite delusive dream
falsely envisioned and capable of drawing us to their realm.
Why can't we take the mystery out of divination
and make us aware of our own distorted realities
that won't require explanations riddles with doubts,
only considering the ones worth-keeping
by simply avoiding those less promising.
Rise above a dubious state, spark and enhance your aspirations
and take into consideration the prophetic words of a wise man,
" Life can be a nurturing mother from within,
always giving us that undaunting courage. "
Achievements are the fruit of planned dreams
where a noble and free spirit expresses its emotions through truth,
and whenever a misguided soul wanders off into the cold darkness:
it will die without having felt, or possessed any significant worth,
it will be held captive and denied the simplest joys that ignite tears,
never knowing how valorous is undaunting courage.
What are these points i write about
Where does this all go
Finding words to feelings is a challenge
Blank pages i have gazed apon
Destructive paths all carved by me
A shape lost and unaware
What do these eyes see through coke colored bottles
Blurry and faded is thee past
Present corroded by fear
Take into consideration my journey thus far
An excuse to not trust not open up not talk about all i wish to be
So discouraged so disheartened
Faced with consequences i have manifested
The world my enemy society my dagger
But does that knife need to cut so deep
Do i need to move forward with all this regret
When life has blessed me with all i need
To be rich they say you need to be a millionaire
But a million regrets always adds up to one cent
The sense that you can find true happiness with what you have now
You see the sky may not always be blue
But you can always let your sun shine. Shine through
Even on the darkest days there is always light you just need to see it for yourself
And that my friends is what this man before you is trying to do
See past my darkness to a light that always shines bright for me in some way shape or form.
I never stopped loving you
That’s why I hate you
I really really love you
I really really hate you
I don’t really hate you
That’s how I know it’s love
The only thing I hate
Is I’m not who you’re thinking of
I hate that I love you
When you don’t love me back
Or take into consideration
My dark and ugly past
I know that you’ve been hurt before
I understand your pain
I would hold this umbrella
To shield you from the rain
Even though I know deep down
You wouldn’t do the same
So when I say I hate you
I say it in Love’s name
This heart is what I really hate
The cause of all the pain
I only hate the thought
Of never being your love again
I never stopped loving you
The only one I love
When I said I hated you
I only said it out of love