Best Two Steps Back Poems
What is this dance that we do?
First you spin me; I twirl with delight
Captivated by your attentive gaze
Then you back away as I move toward you
So many times we’ve been on this floor
One step forward, two steps back
Movements that confuse a foolish heart
Often I feel I’m dancing alone
Still I keep dancing to reach you
Each time I draw near, you retreat
And still it seems you want me to stay
For an eternity drawn to a love unrequited
My dancing shoes I place on a shelf
Along with my dreams, pieces of myself
Perplexed by your desire to continue
Pirouetting toward the unknown
*Revised Feb. 11, 2021
For Craig's "Foolish Heart" Contest
Sitting at the top of the stairs
Reflecting on my life
Looking at the bottom
Of the stairs
A place I used to be and know
I realize how far I've come
And far there is left to go.
It was always three steps forward
Two steps back
Uphill everyday
Carrying a heavy
Troubled filled sack
Struggling not to fall
Between the cracks
And hit the ground
With a bump once more.
Just as I had many times before.
I was never weak
But much to strong
Never knowing when to stop
I just carried on and on
Suddenly my whole world fell apart
I lost my old self
My heart ripped apart
My childhood caught up with me
And poisoned my blood.
So whenever I feel once more like giving up
I find myself going back to the stairs
To take a look
To see how far I've come
And the battles I've won
And where there was just darkness
At last I see the sun
And smile again.
Peter Dome.copyright.2015.May.
The most rewarding thing I've done
Difficult to do, but loads of fun
In my old age, I've learned to dance
Come and join me, take the chance
One Step Forward, two steps back
No one gets anywhere like that
But it sure is fun out on the floor
Once you're hooked, you'll want more
Slappin' Leather, Watermelon Crawl
As you turn, please don't fall
Waltz Across Texas if you dare
Name a date, I'll meet you there
Two Step, Ten Step, Cotton Eyed Joe
Sweetheart Stroll and away you go
Stationary Cha Cha, looks so fine
Bumping those hips, right in line
Improve your mind, reduce your size
You're better than you realize
Join Silver Games when you're old
Give it your all, go for the gold!
"Screening Process"
They overtake, they overcome
Making us forget where we are from
Expansion of a new world means contraction of another
through unauthentic, pixilated possibilities
While pioneers stay in cubicles these days
They refuse to compute, losing touch, losing touch
Experience depends on going with the flow
Of electricity, pay the bill to get a thrill
how much absence of the outside do we need?
Our hearts have grown fond enough.
If we are taking one step forward,
Why does it feel like two steps back?
Sitting down we are planted, grounded
The sedentary seed supposed to grow, I merely
Wish to wash technology away
Doused in sheets and the rain of regret
To touch and smell and get a taste of the real
Let's go play a game of catch.
One step forward, two steps back
Couldn’t get in and couldn’t get out
The closet is open, but hands were locked
Sneer and hateful words judgment shout.
Do you feel that pain when no one stays?
Even family you love doesn’t remain
People you believe in lead you astray.
It’s a struggle to smile, a life you must maintain.
If one guy you love, you’ve done a crime
When it’s two in the battle you killed, you’re a man.
What perception does this world rhymes?
Discrimination all over, indeed very human!
In this religious society where doctrine governs,
Literally Bible scriptures are translated by vain.
Some people condemn in a manner so stern
The life of those who are already drowned in pain.
Once in a blue moon I have been told
The cliché’s clan gets together with the Catch Phrase posy
If I have told you once I have told you a thousand times this story or are you the last one to know?
Well, it all started for no rhyme or reason but you could see the writing on the wall.
Rat Race and horsing around would be in charge of the children’s activities for the day.
While crazy as a loon and Wacky Tobacky would take care of the entertainment.
Ice Queen would be the bartender for the night and Wall Flower would play the music.
Requests were already pouring in from the peanut gallery.
Young whipper Snapper like to hear a country song called one step forward and two steps back
And Jonny come lately wanted to hear a rock song called Chip off the old block.
Class clown always wanting to be the center of attention got drunk and started dancing
On the picnic tables.
Simon Says and Mother May I where there to tell everyone what to do and where to sit.
This would be a catered event so One sandwich short of a picnic was hired to feed this Motley crew.
On the menu was Fish out of Water served with two peas in a pod and for dessert The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree Al- a- mode.
Everybody was having a great time until the trouble makers showed up.
One for the road and Three sheets to the wind where known for starting drunken brawls.
The worst thing was they brought their 3 grown sons Hammered, sloshed and pickled.
If I only knew then what I know now left early. She had a feeling there would be trouble.
Penny for your thoughts would be collecting the raffle ticket money and No time like the present would be handing out the prizes.
Liar Liar Pants on fire and Cry me a river were sore losers and always made a scene if they lost.
It will be a cold day in hell didn’t want to go so he sent his wife Heaven to Betsy.
Too much of a good thing got sick and ended up taking the bus# Catch22 home.
Well, nothing lasts forever was the last song of the night and Turn out the lights the party’s over security guard company showed everyone the door.
The end.
one step forward, two steps back
that is how most of us live
in our daily circumstance
one step forward, two steps back
progress made is progress spent
wondering where it all went
always late to the main event
one step forward, two steps back
running right while leaning left
taking back what we've been given
what we lack in our goals met
one step forward, two steps back
Soccer mom, soccer mom
Waving “I can do anything” magical wand
Looking for gold
Image ever so bold
Not wanting to fold
We are told
Putting the ball in the net
A winning score you may get
Soccer mom, soccer mom
How calm
Going end to end
And deciding it’s when
Meeting the right Ken
Success confirming you are a ten
Called upon for a mission to defend
You stand alongside the men
In a humanitarian message for all
Sent using a ball
Soccer mom, soccer mom
You have a lot going on
It is late in the day
I might say
Dinner time will come
Question raised, “are you done?”
Did they hear
Through all the loudness and cheer
Or does one have to shed a tear
Yes, we must do our best
Resulting in victory over the rest
But when things conclude
And results are true
For those wearing red, white, and blue
Take two steps back
Turn the athletic attack
Over an out to another
Wanting to know how to be a wonderful mother
Since it can be said
After the special day when two are wed
Celebrating not mourning the dead
Peace was your path
In dealing with wrath
Playing kick, the can
Turning on the fan
Cooling the flame
Competing in a game
Soccer mom, soccer mom
Thank you for your service diffusing the angry military bomb
Weak and alone,
As I follow each task.
Too much time,
Looking through the tears of an hour glass.
Looking for purpose,
In a world so humble.
My Heart, It Breaks,
My Walls, They Crumble.
Mountain to mountain,
Going up and down.
Along with the riches,
Whose being selfishly crowned.
Who is he to feed,
The hungry and the poor?
Who is she to bleed,
When a million other people come left and right,
Just to find out what they're put here for.
We're moving up one,
Then taking two steps back.
There will be many more times,
Where our lives gets all off track.
Waiting and watching,
As our world makes it's spouts.
Cursing and sobbing,
Not living any moment like it counts.
Watching people die,
From the inside, out,
As our world breaks down in heavy shakes.
The people start to scream and shout,
"I Pray The Lord My Soul To Take!!"
SLAVERY
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They said;
If I count, and I walk twenty-two steps back
I will find death somewhere in mother's eyes
They said;
When I'm twenty-seven, and I become a man
I will read meaning to the jargons on my palm
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They said;
If I begin to find fun when girls raise their skirts
I will lead a busy, and a bloody course to death
They said;
If I seek comfort from the cold caress of beer
I will lose my spirit, and heaven doesn't care
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( But who are they? )
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They are the men who have conquered hell
And have massacre the living proof of mortality
They are the priests who call us brethren
But knot our tongues off the taste of humanity
They are clergies, in turbans, who speak spells
But teach us that magic is evil and brutality
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I have read from the Bible, and the Qur'an
I have found nothing but the truth of slavery
I have seen what the books make of human
I have heard how they jeopardize our bravery
I have had a taste of how we become mutants
I have seen them subject our sanity to mockery
.
( This is how to steal your freedom )
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Touch gently the two thousand and seven teens
Feel those prophecies, see if any has come true
Sleep, and make lust a woman in your dreams
Check if the day will break upon your face too
You shall know the truth, and shall grow wings
Then you can fly from the slavery you pray to
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Micheal Ace
#magicalpoetry
©ACEworld
Battle within my Mind
Day by day
I live my life
Somehow, someway
Filled with toil and strife
You're back again
That little voice
Oh what a strain
When I wish to rejoice
I'm pulled back down
To a very dark place
Is this what it feels like to drown?
I feel like I've vanished without a trace
Some never know
The battle I face inside
Oh how I wish to show
My sadness on the outside
That little voice makes me feel small
When all I wish is to feel tall
My anxiousness fills me with shame
I wish to conquer it, to make it tame
It seems like when I take one step forward
The little voice makes me take two steps back
I wish I had some defence, a shield, a ward
As all that agony within begins to stack
That smug little voice whispers within my ears
"You're worthless," and plays upon all my fears
"Nobody loves you and nobody will",
The voice cries out with glee
I try to drown it out and make it still,
How I wish that voice would just flee.
Sometimes I message all my friends,
As the voice whispers it'll never be.
One minute, a few days, my hearts begins to rend
I wait for the response, with loneliness inside.
As the voice taunts "I told you so", viciously
At times I feel so weak to the voice, and so I try to hide
I feel its smugness whenever it feels victory
To make things worse, that sound within my mind
Is the melody I hear daily, of my own voice
Being used to put me in a miserable bind
At times, it seems like I have no choice
Paralyzed inside and don't know how to move
As I seemingly dance to the voice's groove
Oh how I wish to purge it, and leave it all behind
But sadly, I cannot run from the battle within my mind.
I hear the women crying, I hear the children scream
I see the sun’s fiery rays, each and every glowing beam
I feel the wind blowing and then my hair gets in my eyes
I try and wipe my tears away as I silently say goodbye
And up above is Jamie, as he stands upon the roof
His clothes flailing in the wind, his eyes completely aloof
He told me he’d be leaving. I didn’t think it would be this way
If I would have seen it earlier, maybe he could have been saved
Instead, I’m watching him above, starting to accept
The fact that he can’t overcome the complete lack of respect
His father told him he was worthless, his mother told him to die
I curse them both for not being here now as their son stares into the sky
The drugs that Jaime had turned to had helped him for some time
But side effects also included Jaime losing his mind
Jaime would cry and then he’d smile and then he’d lose his cool
He’d tell the world he was enjoying life before getting in fights during school
The principal said he would go nowhere, the kids said he was crazy
The police said he was just a minor, the teachers said he was lazy
And now together, we are all watching, begging him to take two steps back
But Jaime has already signed his deal, he and death already made a pact
In his eyes, I know he’s gone already. He isn’t nervous, anxious or scared
I know that he can’t hear me, but I don’t really care
“I’ll miss you with all my heart, my friend. Goodbye,” I choke as I call
And just right cue, Jaime smiles, spreads his arms wide, and falls
Three fingers wide and about a foot deep.
I feed the small stove below my kitchen sink.
She needs, absolute control, it responds to
her daily trip's, her O.C.D.
Not leaving your bed for short month's,
and eventually long year's,
is the worst kind of, Depression, what of Latuda.
Risperidone can make men grow breasts, that need to
be trained and Seroquel will make you gain back
all your lost weight.
Low self-esteem makes the depression even worse.
Have you ever thought that, that someone special loved
you that didn't, it's a sure bet that you are
suffering from schizophrenia and a severe mood disorder.
With perhaps a predilection towards pain filled
rough sex and stalking.
Bulimia and anorexia are subtle silent killer's
I've tried to ask Karen about some of that.
She's not talking.
The troubled home life, can produce those sad
young faces, that in time only fade.
Suicide and hidden cutter's, that if they live
are scarred for life.
While America about this moves two steps back
and another three steps backwards.
Come with me, maybe you will see
Go away and stay burrowed in your own pain
Listen to my words, maybe ive got something.to.say
Barrowed time, spend all.of it in one.day
Tomorrows my time, times running out
Your offers i rudly decline, sell it back to you
A fellow.lost within his tunes,
Tune into.the station to here the lyrics amazing
Im.about.to.rise this time
Gonna fly away from here
Places ive made to be feared
Lace up your sneakers
Walk the streets to the bump of these speakers
Who is speaking?
Words i cant hear
Leave me here to stay impure, bet youll cheer
Save me from this place, places cant be saved
Pencile marking the page, erase it so they disapear
Crave this pain, taken to my grave
Just in time, a little to late i came
Im about to die this time
A ryhme for a rhyme
Rely on these lies
Combine all these minds
Whay you get are brilliant minds
Watch your step, take two steps back
This ledge is cracked
A home empty but feeling at home
Torn apart family that never made a menze
Move slow.to your.hole, then be cleansed
Whay i said is whay i meant
Loosing my ways in my attempt
Feel the same, because ive stayed in my ways
Filled my rage, break from this invisible cage
Time has come to pay my dues
This darkness ive walked hoping the sun shines through
Look to him above, may he bless my journey
Things ive done, did for the worthy
Blind and dirty, couldnt have seen this
Vision to blurry, home bound, god carries me out
My words ive spoken
Made the most of this
Filled with hope, guess its hopless
See you around if you come back around,
Hope you dont drown, your sorrow stays inbound
Refined and defined who is me
This cant be so ill just leave
For those i love i shall always bleed,
Just stick.to the course and follow your dreams.
One step forward, two steps back
you were Frick and I was Frack
not caring what other said with pseudo tact.
We'd laugh and giggle on the sidelines
I was your best friend and you were mine.
Foolish I suppose
the tie dyed colored clothes;
with bell bottomed slacks and support hose.
Through the turning of the page
once our style was all the rage.
Time moves on too quickly
lost to situations silly and prickly
but we made it despite the trickery.
My best friend you'll always be
just don't ever forget me.