Best Think Again Poems
Think Again
I think of stuff all day
I think of stuff all night
Sometimes I think stupid
Sometimes I think bright
But I never think it wrong
Cos I am always right
At least that’s what the missus says
If we have a fight
I get ideas that turn out good
And some that turn out bad
Once I wrote a poem
That made me seem quite mad
I get all sorts of ideas
When it’s time for bed
No light bulb popped up ever
I think we’ve been misled
There’s never been a ‘Ping!’
As an idea hit my brain
No eyeball exclamation mark...
That would be insane
And if I ever find a cure
For a life that’s getting bleaker
I’ll take you on a bet...
I’ll never shout ‘EUREKA!’
But as a prosperous poet (yeah right)
Thoughts are my bread and butter
My notions come from angels hearts
And some from in the gutter
Sometimes when I cannot sleep
The thinking must be stopped
I lay awake to find a way
But the penny’s never dropped
Ideas float into my brain
But then sink like a brick
For each of Shakespeare’s sonnets
I write a limerick
One man designed a paper clip
And one an atom bomb
I guess we’ll never know
Where our deepest thoughts come from
You look at the knife in front of you
And you think about the few
The few who you asked for help
To make this ice around your heart melt
But all have failed you
And in your mind you knew
That there was no hope
That no matter what you couldn't cope
Cope with this pain in side
The pain that you all ways try to hide
But in truth you can see
That ever knows that your in need
And some come foward to help
But your heart has yet to melt
So you stare at the knife
This knife that will decide the rest of your life
Finally you'll think of me
And then you will truly see
That I can help you with you need
So you look away
So you can live on and stay
I am amazed
By what happens
these days
People long lost
Couldn't find
at any cost...
Seems I was not awake
This stupidity
I can not shake
They walk right by me
And I don't seem to see
Lost in thought
Lost in hurt
I must arise
From the dirt
There's Love to be had
There's wonders to see...
I just never thought....
This could happen to me.
You think you have me down pat
So, I’m going to move when you say this or that
Go scrub the rust from the pipes in your head
Can’t you remember I escaped your bed
Your heart engorged with congealed blood
Can only be cleared by a massive flood
Don’t think I’ll go throw a pity party
A stand I should take since you were forty
I’ve long stop feeding babes with spoon
This time, I need, myself to groom
Crystal clear, stream of water
This to myself I’ll joyfully gather
Nurturing hope, change and love
Redeeming the grace, from God above
So, with my new self, let me bond
Need no disquiet here to stand
So go! Go with your selfish greed
No longer with your ache I’ll seed
So, with my new self let me bond
Need no disquiet here to stand
I don’t believe in being politically correct
It’s like having a ***** that can’t get erect
I don’t believe in sugar-coded lies
Its poison brewing deep inside.
We are raising mindless fools
Those who are afraid to not play by the rules
We are breeding parasites
With a void of ambition and a lack of might.
When will we start to think again?
And not be cowards that break instant of bend
When will we challenge all that we see?
Isn’t that what keeps all men free?
Times are getting harder to fight
Many are claiming what isn’t right
Everyone’s afraid of offending someone
Accept the Holy Spirit, God the father and Son
Subliminal signs are no longer in hiding
It’s clear which sides are siding
Empathy is no longer a treasure
Peoples love can now be measured.
Hearts growing colder by the day
Everyone seems to be losing the way.
Hardships make you bitter or better
No one wants to stay together.
Marriages are failing with no fight to save
Society has made us all once again slaves.
Everyone’s labeled a hater if they don’t agree
I agree that we all need to get on our knees
And repent for the insanity
The consistent vanity
Cry out for a change of heart
We need to be injected with Gods healing darts
Don’t grow cold and dead
Listen to What I Just Said!
Don’t grow weary and weak
And become afraid to speak
Don’t buy into this lie
That we were made to just get by.
Don’t drink from waters that can’t heal
Waters that drown and steal
Don’t live your life as a mistake
While getting polluted and becoming a fake
Feel again,
Breathe again,
Love again,
For in the end,
It’s all about time well spent.
By: Sabina Nicole
It is not a knowledge based judgement when stereotyping is your research.
It is a judgement off of broad and unclear definitions (labels) made up by "people in power" to oppress diversity.
So before you make judgments off of discriminatory facts, remember; I believe half the truth is equivalent to the whole lie.
Therefore, if your basing what you perceive you know of me by broad and unclear labels, it is a complete and utter lie to say you know my kind. (Shyne930)
So, you deem yourself smart
Your knowledge unbeatable
Your background impeccable
You believe you have what it takes
To change the world, mend the wrongs
With a sharp mind and a bold voice
Nothing will remain untouched
After your words have been spoken
Revolutionary ideas, remarkable intuition
But I have some bad news for you
You are not wanted
In a world of distorted ideals
Where mediocrity is proclaimed perfection
And ambition is labelled as greed
You glorify your freedom
But the chains are tied to the bone
Slave to a system that wants you to fail
Intelligence and honor
Excellence and peace
Are meaningless words, parallel to reality
Don’t get me wrong, you can win
If you are willing to accept
Some blood on your hands
Some knives in your back
Some mud in your face
Are you strong enough
To open your eyes and see the world for what it truly is
With the suffering and fear
Hypocrisy and facades
Can you smell the stench of rotting integrity
The corpses of dignity
The last remains of humanity
I am not threatening you
I am pleading you to think again
Through the breeze
Standing in the open
The window so clear.
A pink twilight
Getting late at night
Looking out into the distance.
Thinking of the day
Time just ticking away
Everything so peaceful.
Up close the sun is setting
Far away clouds are coming in
Dark as a black hole.
Things finally start setting in
Time slowly ticking on
Standing at that window still
open.
The winds start picking up
Lightning fills up the sky
Thoughts start to lead to why.
Thunder crashes down deep
Standing becomes so weak
Life feels like it might end.
A foggy dust appears
The storm is near
Chaos and havoc brings tears.
When it ends
Learn to play pretend
Fear dies in time.
Tears will dry up
Sun will shine again
Just lie like others do.
Feelings so numb
Looking out that window so
clear
Blue skies all around.
Put on a smile
Laugh and play
No one will know about that
day.
I When I was a child,
I spoke as a child
My speech filled with wonder and hope.
Curiosity, love, and passion for life,
Played recklessly with every note.
.
Then grew I into a careless boy/man.
And when I spoke then,
I thought I knew all that had been.
Geez ...
I still kinda wish,
That I didn’t know now what I didn’t know then.
But it didn’t take long,
For me to think again.
Sure got it wrong,
More often than I’d like to admit.
That old river Time,
Had some unforeseen bends.
An unending cast,
Of lost family and friends.
So when I speak now it’s of loss and regret.
My nemesis time,
Unyielding it’s grip.
“No one gets out alive”,
It sarcastically quips.
But I’ll go out swinging my friend in the end.
If you think I won’t,
You'd better think again my friend.
.
Ha.
Yeah right.
.
Social media bravado,
Just uncovered my soul,
In truth many times I lay crying,
In the grip of time’s ruthless chokehold.
So where do you stand,
On this journey we’re in?
Think you’ll come out unscathed?
You better think again my friend.
These are the things I think about now and again.
.
I tend to speak more softly now than I did then.
A bit more willing perhaps when speaking,
To think on it again.
I’m confident of the Cross and the power therein.
The One hung on that cross,
Paid for my sin.
Now I remain,
Well hidden “in Him”
He gives life and not death,
And it’s more than a trend.
And in spite of my fears,
Let me speak more now of Him.
If you think me beaten by time,
You’d better think on it again my friend.
Newborn baby, a result of human figuration?
Have you ever seen a newborn baby?
Cancer victim releasing that last sigh
She reaches her arms toward the sky
Her face turns more peaceful
than it has looked for months.
Car wreck. Everyone should be dead.
Your daughter is the only one saved. She has a broken hand.
Everyone else dies.
You think the paramedics saved her?
Think again.
You think someone in this world loves you?
Think again
From what you though were sunny days full of laughter and joy
Were actually cloudy days getting ready to destroy
everything you thought before, forgotten
left to linger and unspoken,
Think again
as glass shattering echoes behind doors closed
making you feel just as broken and exposed,
as bruises turn from black to blue
you realise plants that grew
happier than you
Why are they allowed the sun and rain
when for you everyday is pain,
Pain as you estrange
people you thought loved you
Pain as you shut the wooden door behind you,
and travel to a world you know to be untrue,
Oh but how you wish it were true,
Flowers that bloom from mystical maroon trees,
Letting you look away and forget the memories
of nights so dark that the brightest star was merely a seconds spark,
Days so gloomy that it might as well be dark
I once thought that someone in this world loved me
so I thought again.
mmm, I am trying to think
not gonna happen
put it down to drink
mmm trying to stay in control
not gonna happen
put it down to rock n roll
mmm gotta go to bed
not gonna happen
that's what she said
All of the times
i have been hurt
i hoped it would get better
but it all got worse
i keep crying and crying
cause im dying inside
you dont even know
all the emotions i hide
sometimes i laugh
and act like nothing is wrong
when really all my happiness
seems like it is gone
the people i love
seem to hurt me the most
they call me mean names
like its some kind of joke
i sit there and take it
and forgive them right away
when really i go home crying
all night, and all day
for all you people
that are mean to someone
and think its okay..
THINK AGAIN..
cause they could be gone the next day.
are
you
sure
it’s
still
help
if
you
want
it
more
than
they
do
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~SUNLIT RIPPLES~ 2019
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
A Clerk's Lament
A Clerk's Lament to the question “nine percent sales tax?”
“I'm just 22 and I simply don't care.
What's the point?
I cannot change anything and going nowhere.”
“That'll be one hundred and twenty-three, with change.”
The lessons taught by a Socialist is the individual's voice is lost to the masses,
that inflation comes like an economic abortion when everyone plays now,
and that the only prevailing message is dictated by a fascist.
by Martin Braun
December 29, 2023
Credit of what was taught by a clerk from the parts department of an auto dealership in Sonoma County, California. She hates her own generation.
Why is this... and who poisoned the well?