Best Youl Poems
Love, what an adventure. © Theresa Rossouw
Have you ever thought of love as an adventure? No? Well it is! It is an expidition into the unknown, a lifelong backpacking, camping journey through valleys, over streams, through rivers and on top of mountains high. Every day is a new challenge, a quiz of general knowledge, how well you know your partner. A steamy soapie episode of high emotions! A garden of roses, carnations and fragrant jasmine! A sensuous mingle of desire, friendship and attraction.
The adventure begins the first day and ends when you pass on. Each morning you’ll fight the little demons of frustration at the socks on the floor or the toilet seat with the sword of your devotion. He will fight the sword of death with your cooking, and you’ll make up in pure bliss. As the years progress the valleys may deepen with problems and worries! But, youl climb the steep cliffs and stand on the peaks of mountains high with every success and every birth.
As you grow and mature, learning each - others ways and personalities, you’ll find the journey has many stops and rests. Little plateaus of understanding and peace. Then when you have a plethora of knowledge, likes and dislikes, and feelings for each other. You start kneading the dough of a successful relationship, one that has journeyed through the rising and kneading down and proving stages, and has lived through the adventures, growing into the best friendship and love story ever.
You cant make a home out of humans,
My life is not a fire to keep you warm
My arms arent walls to protect you
From your own internal storm
My heart is not a light switch,To turn on when you please
I cant carry your weight of neglect because il buckle at the knees
My legs are a solid foundation,But they not yours on which to build
The holes in my heart can fit both of us,But you cant decide how they filled
You cant make a home out of humans,I wont let you in if you just knocked
And if you keep using my heart as a doormat,The next time youl find that its locked
ill give you knowledge
sit up now and listen
here we go release of mission
existing poems are all we got
theres no prescription there are lot
be a critc read and write
dont be afraid to call halt to butchers plight
rhym it well avoid obvious conclusions
or suffer readers mental contusions
be unique make words your own
but give em life, heart and soul
use words to paint inside your head
then sneeze out the picture you have read
do not write vulgar in red or bold
let it walk its own test road
add not unnecesary stops and quotations
dont butcher classic with fraudulent mutations
how does it read does it vibe and flow
if it ties the tounge the heart wont go
enhance your speak and be well read
what else to do in marital bed?
write strait from you but dont write strait
use words as clues to there real fate
make us hurt and make us cry
leave only hard cases dry of eye
but life cant all be doom and gloom
be creative let thoughts bloom
make us laugh till flatuation
and youl forever have our adulation
a couple of years have past since it began...
another poem to send an amen
this one...full of regret and confusion..
when it all began she was part of the story
but i blocked her from it. she left me in a wake of mourning
the day it happened i always wondered why it began with the whole.
romeo and juliet conclusion...and yin yang symbol.
took 2 whole years to figure out why. 2!
if it wasnt for that angel i would have never remembered her...
it was to painful.
my eyes fill with tears every time i think about it.
she didnt believe i existed......
a spear to the heart. but we had that conversation before i even released my ..destiny i guess.
but im on my way. Another try and Hope.
Tay....i dont know everything but my Hope is that youl see me as i Am...
the White to your Black just as you are my black to my White.
a burden il carry. and with its weight i might be buried.
but i wont give up on something i cant see....but what i feel
and i need you to know...just how real
i pray and wheep as i kneel
something beacons me
and so shall i sail.
I share my secrets with you
I share my experience with you
You never leave me
You are always there for me
Two words I want to say
lThe words youl never for get
"Thank You"
i always try with you
but you just dont care
I tell you how i feel
and to make time for me
But you never listen
and never understand
Why I want to see you
and i want you to be there
But its to straining on me
and i cant do it anymore
I thought you meant something to me
and you werent a stranger
but thats all you will ever be
because thats your choice
Goodluck with things going on in your life
im making new changes
and unfortunately you arent apart of it
And as I soar like an eagle
watch me glow
Youl never know
what you missed out on
Form:
Standing at the dawn of war
Sometimes i feel thats all i was made for
I look within thyself and see the folds of black
Its sinking in now leaking out
2000 years since the slaughter
The precipice does draw near
The law of time took its route
Nothing left do i fear
This is personal
People carry me around their neck or inside there pouch
What i speak of is the robbing of my personality
They fill me into there agenda like prisoners of doubt
Who am i?
Before the end youl soon find out
Slaughter your ideal Christ by the breathe of my mouth
You have yet to here me shout
When the game is over
Im not the one that will strike out
Rest is hard to find when the venom does seep
One of the reasons i stay up and write poetry
Slowly breathing out the heat
Among me my bretheren feel defeat
Sometimes i wish they could see what i see
Yes i hold the scroll but the price does take a toll
To know you are invinsible does not make you bold
But through the pain its truth within you grows
Will you gave the courage to leave what you have?
And find your soul?
Something i questioned myself
on the search to fill my hearts hole
Some kind of empty space that widens as i grow old
Is it supposed to be there?
And will i ever know?
Regardless i will never sell my soul
But the blackness has grabbed hold
Purpose find me even if its at the end of the road
End the grief of one of the many tortured souls
I dont write for attention but so my reflection can show
Hard to see the real me in this prophecy
That this..
elder scroll.. knows
Form:
Can the black live
without the white ...?
May the sun rise
no morning ...
The cock sound
without singing ...
The rose sprlackout
without button ...
Can color decorate
without tone...
Laughter be smile
without mourning ...
The pain live
without consolation ...
A star burns without
without heating ...
The beast his brother
fear...
The couple live together
without mating ...
The horse without
hungry horse ...
May death
die...
Can the poetry
poet itself ...
Without meed of
a poet ...
life alone
live...
be welcome
without
come ...
One can be joyful
alone...
Can youl livei without
me,
and me without
you...?
they tell me that jesus christ
is the messiah the devil is
a liah, playin wit fire youl get
burned, but ive learned to
take life slowly and meditate
on the holy-bible cause youre
liable for youre actions lata
for subtractions you need
additions to youre life cause
strife, is plentiful you gotta
grab the bull, by the horns
and dont let go until you
know its from him:
Youl walked away
With a laugh and a wave
Like nothing had changed.
Complaining about the
Lack of beer
With the promise of a call.
But, I knew
I knew there would be no call
I knew that our time together
Was over.
You would never have admitted it
But, I knew.
Josette Davis Key 2012
These memories will never go away,
That girl has my soul and my heart she stole.
Burdens i carry, haunt me to this day,
It seems that even love, will take its toll.
I tried and tried to make her stay
But now my heart has this whole
I fall apart at night, lost in moonlight,
waiting for the sun to come reignite
Il put my pain in these words and hope it never returns
I'm disgusted at myself and all of my habits
I'm still trying to heal from all of lifes burns
But im stuck here with my empty medicine cabinets
I feel the earth in rotation , as it slowly turns
My heart races looking at you, we are like rabbits
I learned over time that nothing lasts forever
Like a moment lost in time that youl always treasure
And the only reason I stick around
Is because there's still a tiny piece of me still holding onto hope
Hope that you'll finally see (youre not blind)
Hope that you'll finally understand
(But youll never find)
Hope that you'll stop treating me the way that you have (just be kind)
But I can see that'll never happen (double lined)
[I got left behind]
Maybe tell me what it is that makes you treat me this way
When I ask, you'll never say
Behind my back you have lots to say
I don't understand how you think that's okay
It seems to me like you think this is fun
I hope you understand that this can't be undone
Please explain it to me, aren't I your son?
I wish youl would finally see
How things that have happened effected me,
and care, actually...
Instead I'm the monster, youre the victim
I'm the one feared... this is a symptom
I was raised in narcissism masked by biblicism
How can I trust your words, they're filled with venom
I am the way I am because of how I've been treated or rather, how I've not
I'm not selfish or greedy cause I watched (all of you)
It was ingrained in me but I fought (all the way through)
I have understanding and empathy even though it wasn't taught (got a different view)
Instead I learned, "must be nice", "that'll never happen", and "that figures"...
It took me some time but I finally remember,
Why I am the way i am,
Why I share when I have very little,
Why I help people even when I barely can,
Why I keep going even when I'm shattered,
And why pretending to be okay, I've mastered...
It's because when i was younger I made a vow
That I'd "never be like them", no matter how
So you can have all the material possessions and money
But none of that is what's important.
Money is a means to live
Not a reason to be loved...
I didnt fall out of line,
I was shoved...
Thanks for helping me with some history
To remind myself why I never fit in with this family
Why I'm the black sheep willingly...
Hopes gone, trully...
A handfull of it
Wont buy a pint
Wether its milk
Or beer, even a coffee
Black or flat white.
A handfull of it
May jingle and clank
Wont buy a chunk of wood,
Not even bus fare
Certainly not a full plank.
A handfull of change
Cant help you arrange
A taxi ride to take you home
Change can be many things
wont buy, a meaty stew bone.
So keep the change held tight
Dont make a change in the night
You wont need to change at all
Maybe youl need to just sit and see
That changes not needed effect you and me
hese memories will never go away
That girl has my soul and my heart she stole
Burdens i carry haunt me to this day
It seems that even love will take its toll
I remember , she looked me in the eye
I learned right then nothing lasts forever
She turned around and never said goodbye
Like a moment that youl always treasure
Il look at the stars that cirlce round mars
Waiting for the sun to come reignite
Il try and find the beauty in my scars
My pain's in words , hope it never returns
Il try and go heal from all ofmlifes burns
Soon as I feel the pain I notice my avoidance
I want something but I’m afraid I’m not sure what I’m doing
I can’t force you off my mind but I think your better off if I make myself the bad guy
Dissatisfied with my choices but I still keep going
You come across my mind again and I starting asking myself why..
When I had a touch of everything I had wanted
I just had to make myself the bad guy
I noticed I was going to hurt you if I stayed
Not intentionally but because I wasn’t grounded and still finding my way
I think about it all night and when I’m busy in the day
I hope someday I can make up for being the bad guy
That’s just something I say to ease my mind from the knowing thoughts that youl move on and find someone who will get what I desired
I wasn’t ready for you but i couldn’t hurt you
A battle I didn’t want to bring you into, I thought I had it handled
I didn’t think you’d love me but I started to believe it
Then I fell for you and I never felt so steady
How could I let that go, something il always regret , I just tell myself “it was for his better”
Crushing me cause I’d grow back cold and you were my sweater
I’d just pretend I didn’t feel it, I’d grown numb to cold weather
But that’s how I noticed you inspired me to see better
That was when i realized I could feel again
But you were right I wasn’t ready but I wanted to make amends
I didn’t fight , nor did I defend cause you were right
I didn’t want to hurt you so I pulled back as you pulled tight
I’m feeling the cold creep back in as the chills start to settle
I have a better version but she was lost in the cold weather
Growing even colder than chilling metal
Id lose you when you fell for me, and I wasn't vulnerable
In my story you’ll always be so honorable
Sometimes my mental can tell me a lie
Why did I have to make myself the bad guy
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