Sunset ebbed so quickly,
Dark clouds gathered swiftly.
Cold wind whipped around me,
As I stood on the quay.
My old brittle bones ache,
Entirely my mistake.
Turned back to the haven,
A coward, a craven.
Now abandoned by all
I’d revert to my call.
No alcohol would aid.
Was just addicted by trade.
Yet there she was waiting
No more hesitating.
I smiled and saw her love.
Humbly thanked God above.
I made a solemn vow
No more hard drinks, somehow.
6 syllable couplets.
Categories:
coward(a), addiction,
Form: Free verse
everyone has trials and tribulations in life
but people think that they can hide from it
ignore it,and push it away
behind it lies something you can't run away from.
your happiness within your self and your feelings
but in you are a coward a chicken.
the fact you can't face up to the truth towards your
own self,
don't run away from your fears, triumph from your trials
and your tribulations.
and defeat them one by one
Categories:
coward(a), devotion, faith,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Low flying plane
Cloudless sky, bright blue
Steel clashing, burning orange
Cloudless no more, smoke fills the sky
Thick, gray, rolls through the city
Much more than a tragedy
3,000 deaths
Millions affected
Billions left with a dark memory seared in their minds
By the hands of one, and
A search begins
War, oil, money
What are we really fighting for?
A man, a coward, a villain
A decade of suffering mentally,
The pain lies in the gaping hole of our hearts
And is filled, with the demise of
America’s villain
Categories:
coward(a), death, history, peace,
Form: Free verse
Yes no you said to me
As you sipped on your tea
This coffee town outlet expresses no poetry
As you realize that the bag is still in
My scrambled eggs metaphorically describe my vocabulary
I stutter like learner in first gear
Your green eyes make me melt like like like
Some sort of soluble
No? Well then I will not be seen as a coward
A coward, a *****, a conquest, a conundrum
This is my heart and I’ve put it on the line
I’ve pegged it up and you’ve left it to dry
Yes? The door swings and flashes the sun across my face
I’ve seen the light. We meet tomorrow night
The hard parts over. Or is it?
What’s my next question?
Categories:
coward(a), social
Form: Light Verse
When I was a child, I would run on a street in the back of my heart,
"Run faster, jump higher, test smarter!"
The street burned with the tongue lashes of a scar ridden backside,
Running from National Geographic videos and voices of suburban derision.
This street screams, "bronze," the color of my skin and a candy store of so many
flavors,
Dark secrets buried beneath a feigned ghetto accent; only the Lord knows.
On a yellow brick road of acid trips and false smiles, "There is a man with no
guile!", says the Lord.
God met me halfway.
My Great Great Grandfather was a rapist, a harlot, a slave driving coward, a
firebrand charlatan.
Only the Lord knows.
My skin is Bronze, and so is my daughter's.
Along the way, voices distract as I struggle to find my place in this dream, but
there aren't enough colors.
This street, in the back of my heart, America, beautiful and fallen, noble and
fabricated.
On a yellow brook road of doubt and duplicity, Jesus met me halfway,
And abolished in his flesh, the enmity between me, for to make of himself of
twain, one new man.
My skin is bronze, the color of a rising son.
On this street, I gave up on a dream and found redemption.
Categories:
coward(a), black african american, forgiveness,
Form: Blank verse
~ If you live according to a belief, are you truly living? Beliefs were imprinted
into the minds of generations of our ancestors, each different. Which one is the
right one? If there is no right one, why not create your own and live according to
that? If you follow simply because you’re afraid of being branded an outcast by
those who’ve been “brainwashed”, YOU’RE NOT EXPERIENCING ANYTHING OF YOUR OWN. It’s
easy to critcise the beliefs of others, but if there’s no truth to anyone’s beliefs,
you will have lost out on life.
These beliefs are general guidelines as to how you should live YOUR life, but does
that mean it should dictate it? This is often miscontrued by many and becomes
apparent when they try to force it onto others. Word of advice: don’t be
judgemental. It’s not your place to do so. If you’re forced into living by someone
else’s principles/morals, or scared that you’re going to get punished if you don’t;
you’re not a BELIEVER, you’re a coward, a puppet, a slave! ~
Categories:
coward(a), introspection,
Form: Free verse