Best Treated Poems
The littlest deeds still go a long way.
So better the world and try it today.
People don't realize the good they can do,
By holding doors open and smiling too.
Try to be chivalrous, try to be meek.
Try to be humble whenever you speak.
Others will notice the way that you are.
A light so unique, shines bright like a star.
Relay the message, conquer the kindness.
Replays impressive, actions are mindless.
We live to laugh, and love to be loved.
Turn both your cheeks, when pushed and then shoved.
Intuitiveness is a trick of the trade.
Instinctive bliss results moments well played.
"Treat others how you want to be treated."
This motto of life makes smiles repeated.
-Yours Truly
Passersby rush past on their daily commute to work
Day after day they see me; or others like me.
We’re like unwanted rubbish on the city streets
cowering in shop doorways, acting like frightened animals.
People hurry by; few look me directly in the eye …
I guess they think I’m trash,
just a discarded soul littering the street
The cops come along acting like the trash collectors
moving me on and dumping me elsewhere.
People seldom ask me my story,
what compelled to live on the streets -
if only people would stop and listen.
Gee if I could turn my life around I would
Every night I dream of sleeping in a warm cosy bed
having food in my starving belly, a job ….
There are many war veterans forced to live in ‘cardboard city’
They gave so much for their country …
now abandoned, they are the forgotten army.
Contest: Garbage.N/A in contest judged on 7/22/16
Submitted to I Got Zero, Nothing, Nada- 2 - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Broken Wings
07~17~16
He was a man of no name or personality
but a dot within dots on a graph
yet, the point of a plane surface he occupied
was the very edge of -3 sigma on a normal curve
or coordinate Y<0.1 : X<0.1 position on the wide plane,
so insignificant that hardly he was noticed in anyone’s eyes.
His assigned number for a statistical purpose was 2,
nevertheless, there was no hidden or specific meaning to it,
merely an administrative purpose; it was just like a number
assigned to an inmate whose individuality or characteristics
were totally deprived.
Number 2, when multiplied with infinity indefinitely
grew a pair of wings on his back,
the 2 flew away somewhere no one knows
where it may be, flapping his huge wings.
Every day, some people have always been treated like trash, especially by their tormentors. It's always been like that since the day they met or whatever. And come to think that he or she is way better that the other makes every individual sick to their stomachs. The fact that day in and day out, he and/or she is still treating each other like garbage, especially because of either a disability, a religious background, or any of that stuff. The only reason why the victims will have put up with those bullies is because of their parents and/or his or her so-called "friends." One person being verbally abusive to another is one bad thing, but treating him or her like a piece of trash is as troubling and hurtful as being abusive to one another physically, mentally, or verbally. It makes these people sick just thinking about it, even their parents. And no matter what those hard-working people do, no matter how hard they try, they're still being treated like trash by these so-called "big shots" who are way better than them. It seems to the ones who are way better than the others are so ungrateful, especially when these people have known them for years to come. On top of all that, people like his so-called "girlfriend," people like her so-called "boyfriend," and people like his or her so-called "friends" will have the audacity to disrespect each other. And no matter that day in and day out, these people don't even have the guts to stand up to their tormentors, including the ones who are way bigger and better than other. No one should be treated like trash and quite frankly, these people are sick and tired of it. Why can't some people start treating the others right instead of treating them like dirt and who are those bullies to pass judgment on them? Right now, I wish that these bad people were to stop being self-centered, stop treating these people like trash and to stop being arrogant. And if those tormentors continue to treat them like pieces of useless garbage, that's going to be a problem. Something must be done right now.
they say hell has no furry like a woman scorn
but what does it reveal when it shows a man hurt and torn
it's pretty bad to leave a woman hurt
but to leave a man just hanging on now that sounds worst,
women boast and nag about what they have to take
!now men are not the only humans that make mistakes
just because i'm a man does'nt mean i'm taking the men side
cause i don't look pass the fact that women also have pride
although there men that try hard to destroy a woman's self essteam
when they should be treating each one like a queens
for women are the mothers of the earth
the very ones that gave you birth
now women lets get back to you
you have been known to cause a lot of hurt too
and yea you are independent that we understand
because the first thing always out of your mouth is i dont need a man
im not saying either one of us are right or wrong
but we must make some ajustments in order to get alone
regaurdless of what you think of the opposite sex we are both needed
so i suggest out of respect just treat them like you want to be treated
Fighting to be fair Being hit with whips Hung from a tree like fruit Being chased by people in sheets Being denied an education Drinking from separate water fountains Being forced to smile from the back of the bus Becoming a lab experiment for syphilis My blood spills Yet justice is overlooked Killing me without punishment Dying to vote Working for low wages Paying high interest rates Being denied credit Denied for loans My time here has been full of grief Yet nobody sees That hostory tells nothing of me
If only everyone were treated equally. If we all saw the same color, no one would b profiled racially. No one would die for looking differently. If only everyone were treated equally, men and women with the same degree would b making the same financially. More men and women would get promotions and have a better salary so they can be able to support their family.If we were treated equally the ghetto wouldn't be deadly and there would b more friends than enemies, More celebrations than deaths in the community. If we were treated equally there wouldn't be so many fatalities or broken families. We would help each other, instead of judge and belittle one another.If we were treated equally the innocent wouldn't b guilty, and the rich wouldn't be greedy. Everyone would have a heart and help the needy. The world is not perfect but if we were treated equally it would be a place where every color is beautiful on a face no matter the race. A place where only love exist and hate is erased.
I am truly a gift from above
Though I did not always get treated that way
Or feel the right kind of love
If not for God’s grace I would not have even been born
Cause I was unwanted during pregnancy
No one knew I had a great destiny
At that time no one knew
Even though as I grew
That I am truly a gift from above
And should have been treated with respect and love
They ignored my brilliance
They ignored my good deeds
They only saw faults
And in me only sowed bad seeds
But then I found a church
That made me feel loved
Like I belonged
I spent almost two decades of my life there
Then I moved on
But I will always appreciate that place-like an alma mater to me
And they taught me that I am truly God’s gift on earth. They helped on my path to fighting Satan and learning the techniques to get free
Now he’s stopped
and not forgetting
he’s wailing petty
nonstop and getting
no help no pity
inside he’s broken
shutting down
no means of coping
no one around
No love shown to him
hell bound
never known loves bliss
cracked perspective
no care not missed
Doesn’t want to live
thoughts selective
he’s in a dire life
refusing suicide
to stay alive
and cry the cry the cryer cries
day and night to no reply
worth belief pride demise
no point all died
Once a nice selfless guy
never approved or liked
damaged the nice supply
as no one took his side
opposite and sly
think they can boss his mind
why they allow him in their life
blind to realise why
he fulfilled requests act nice
or that he decides each time
as they think they lead
and light the way he likes
yet he lets them because
they need this prize
competing minds
needing pride
while he’s content inside
and gifts them light
to keep them high
by his side then all denied
nor took his cries seriously
unkind out to manipulate his mind
but in his pain he’s wise
realise his strength and size
those who mock and say he lies
asserting the alpha emerge and rise
stand big with evil eyes
a man too demand never warn twice
suddenly they treat him kind
tell a joke but he wants to fight
his expense too many times
hostile surprise
violent type
pounce and strike
dominate for life
he will do as he pleases
Jesus
all you, a friend,
had to do was believe him
I was shown no empathy no respect no care or belief
no value no worth no confidence just grief
at a time I was targeted bullied slandered too no relief
I am now the guy you treated me
On my side, ha
My friends my family defeated me,
I'm my side
This is how a girl should be treated!
To every guy that's said, "Sex CAN wait"
To every guy that's said, "You're beautiful."
To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town to see her.
To every guy that gives her flowers and a card when she is sick or down.
To every guy who has given her flowers just because thats how he rolls.
To every guy that said he would die for her.
To every guy that really would.
To every guy that did what she wanted to do.
To every guy that cried in front of her. ....
To every guy that she cried in front of...
To every guy that holds hands with her.
To every guy that kisses her with meaning.
To every guy that hugs her when she's sad.
To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all.
To every guy who would give their jacket up for her.
To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe.
To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to see her for ten
minutes.....
To every guy that would give his seat up...
To every guy that just wants to cuddle.
To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what.
To every guy who told his secrets to her.
To every guy that tried to show how much he cared through every word and every
breath.
To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one.
To every guy that believed in her dreams.
To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them.
To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams.
To every guy that walked her to her car and opened the door.
To every guy that gave his heart.
To every guy who prays that she is happy even if you are not with her.
Not many girls appreciate nice guys anymore...
And because of this, there are not many left out there...
I guarantee 90% of the men on your page will not repost this cuz they care more
about their image
If you are a nice guy repost this with:
"This is how every girl should be treated."
If you are a girl that thinks every guy should treat a girl this way
repost this with: "To Every Guy
I Treated Love too Lightly
I never treated love with the respect it deserves.
I always thought of it more as a fling, frivolity.
It felt like a schoolboy crush and lasted just as long.
I kept riding different horses on the carousel always
hoping to grab the brass ring on a lucky spin, but
each time I had it I never knew how precious it was.
doctor barely glances at patient
nurses take the most time with her
poking and prodding needles
patient treated like meat
hospital visit
cold stark ugly
in stage four
cancer
sad
Please let me be myself and
Let me be who Christ
Called me to be even if
You refuse to believe
Are your good conversations
So filled with ignorance that
You were insulting me in your heart
Before you even call me phone
If you're not around me everyday
Please don't bother calling me anyway
Your evil blame games are so played out
That my adulthood doesn't even want
You around
Me anymore that your words are such
A cold sore I've seen what those things
Look like and I hope I never see them
Just like you made every excuse
Every blame not to see me
I've seen you disrespect women Daddy
So how would you know how to
Respect your own female child
You've had children by 3 different women
So how can you show me
What stability is
You've had sex wherever you laid
Your hat
And had me
But you still insult
Treating me as is I was your mistake
When to Christ, I wasn't just
Another one your babies
Numbers are given out randomly at the DMV.
No problem if you ask my roo Wallabee and me.
Wallabee gets his license renewed right away.
I sit and wait through noon ‘til the very next day.
Guess they liked you better than me I say to him.
He laughs and points to our other pal Old Jim.
They are prejudiced against women he says to me.
So what else is new? I ask my gloating pal Wallabee.
Mr. Myth is not treated right
No one believes Him
Stories of a puppets nose growing long
Was a lie but Walt had to tell it
Whimsical tales of fairy dust and
Teeth replaced with money
Is just a fairy tale about
Getting free cash
Moma bear, Papa Bear and Baby bear
Never ate porridge what bear would?
It’s only three bears with a short fairies tale
I never heard a mouse talk but,
Walt made one in fact he made Mini too
Jack in the bean stalk was full of beans
The Giant was to fat to climb down the stock
Humpty Dumpty fell off the wall
Because his mother goosed him
Aladdin was all just a smoke screen
Made from 18th century french bread
So, now can you see how
Mr. Myth was Myth treated?
Someone Told on Him