Living life breathing air its so hard
to prepare... for despair. Ya die right
then, ya die right now you can't
avoid it where or how. Its all around
here and now we're all surrounded
Do we ever get over it?
Ever get through the pain?
Ever wonder why we want it to rain?
Living life breathing air its so hard
to prepare for despair
I was in a cave, it was vivid and dark
I remember it to this day
The day I started to pray
Pray that life wouldn't stop
Pray that the reaper wouldn't find me
Pray that the vultures wouldn't come and find the cave
Pray that life wouldn't have so much pain
I exited the cave that very night
And reentered reality with a fright
And then I realized that life goes on
And eventually, I will be the only one
We enter this life full of wonder and
Hope and enlightenment
We think of that we will live forever
Sometimes heaven above has different plans
Then we do
Is it destiny when life is cut short…….
Heaven Cries tears when there is loss
Of life
The angels sit down beside themselves
And weep alongside us
Comforting us so that we May get
Through one more day
Mortal bodies shall not last
A tree with life shall wither still
Yes, man shall be the grass
Death is air, against man's will
Screams and wails bid departed child
Goodbye. Shock and fear dig a vacuum in
Comrade's heart. Three market days mild
The pre-consuming pain, death is an abhorrent sin
But to live forever would be a futile
World, and man shall neither fear
The Deity nor pray; Lord this brutal
World should pass away, in despair
Man shall become dust, yet peace
Like a river shall flow if life never cease
Are there any human stories left
To set the fires in our heart
Have we walked across the coals
In faith
Or turned the cinders of our weeping
Into blood
And they said that man is sleeping
Beneath the imprisoned eyelash of a woman
And we had nothing left to share
We had nothing left to dare
As if we were buried beneath her tears
Of misunderstood
Was it those tactile fingertips
Told us there was so much more than this
A coloured voodoo, and if you do
And only if you will to
Could you
Reach between their touch
And break the salted seal; of a kiss
And less would be the life we lead and all we need
Would be
Far too much
So you follow in the paper chase
The tatter and the fritter in a life of waste
Battering at the sinew
Of some illusive intoxication spelled out in all the syllables of
L .
O.
V.
E …
It’s not that you don’t have the time to dream
But all our dreams are filled with pain
Beneath the presence of almighty God
Have we ever stopped to question what
And why
We all live in fear so much
Driven by the concocted spell
Of life’s never ending death
As the last shread of life escapes my grasp.
I think of the questions left unasked.
My last breath it feels so thick.
Thinking all the things that make me sick.
A tear rolls down my cheek.
My grandchildrens futures look so bleak.
The nurse grabs my hand, I'm glad that I'm not alone.
Deaths gaze chilling me to the bone.
He asks if i could change one thing what would it be?
I tell him that every mistake has made me, me.
No regrets is the only way to live.
I was lucky enough to find someone to share my life with.
But she is already gone.
From that day i made sure her memory lived on.
Now that all is said and done.
I hope the memories i leave with you are fun.
Goodbye.
DEATH AND THE SERPENTINE
Death takes all that your life has ever known
to bring an end to what your body feels
in love or hate, together, or alone,
death has no mercy for one's last appeals;
death never fails to bring the solitude
that those who live in pain would surely bless,
though we don't always want it to intrude
death comes no matter what our happiness!
Death's kiss is not a thing to worry of,
for it belongs to you! No other's claim
can steal away your very greatest love,
and not one love in life is near the same!
Death's promise is removing of the mind
to other times that living fails to find.
Sitting here alone
not knowing where to go
she wonders who cares about her
she thinks of her future
not about her career not a job
but who she will spend her life with
shes a lonely girl now and migh
be forever because no one sees her
shes invisible to everyone
shes done with everyone
she just want to be love by her true love
she cant do it anymore
no one notices her anymore
she desides to take her life
with on bullet to her head she leaves no inpact on the world but
leaves on an imoact to the one that actually loved her but she will never no
she dead and gone now
I scribble these words of apathy onto a bleak canvas.
I right my sins before I jump into this ocean of knives.
I wish i could be frugal with a mere nine lives.
But i live in agony for i cannot die.
My eyes scan lone cemetery's in remorse.
This impeding life takes most by force.
But not I...
Bright light and streets of gold are faint dreams for a life so utterly cold.
There is no helping a severed soul.
I shall throw myself at any sort...
Because life for me will never be lived in fear of being cut short.
No tears can escape my windows, No sounds can caress my ears.
No laughter will be heard for many years..
I watch flocks of birds disappear into an orange horizon.I observe nature and love..
I await my chance to be part of the heavens above.
Sadly i am only a beast without fate, an immortal soul devastated by hate...
Who are you to judge if I should live or die?
You snuff out my feeble cry.
You say at conception I'm not alive.
You say your body is your own,
mine will never be known.
I will tell you who I am so you will know,
if I would have been allowed to live and grow,
you would have loved me also.
The first flicker of life my soul was given to me,
by God, not thee.
You can cause the flesh to grow,
God gave me the best you know,
if I would have been allowed to grow.
I would have been the best person you would know.
My smile bright and eager to see,
looking for you smiling back at me.
My arms would have hugged you with so much love,
the feeling would make you thank God above.
I would have run as fast as I could,
into your arms wherever you stood.
I would have been a bundle of joy,
a girl or a boy.
Now you will never know me,
you will never know the person I was to be,
for you chose to end my life so selfishly.
One day he was happy and things were going smooth.
But then he died because his bowels wouldn't move.
He tried different laxatives but he couldn't use the bathroom.
He got so backed up that this poor man's life was doomed.
People told him to go to the hospital but sadly he refused.
He would've listened if he'd known that his life was something that he'd lose.
Now his family and friends mourn because of this devastation.
He didn't know that he would die because of constipation.
I would give up my life for you in an instant,
Love, making neither choice, not thought nor contemption needed.
I would cast out my soul,
to see you breathe another day.
I would travel to the ends of the earth,
to see you smile once more.
I would take on the pains of the world,
just to ease your aches.
I would live one thousand lives,
to let you live one happy one.
I would choke the life from my own heart,
just to hear yours beat once more.
I would give up everything,
for your happiness to grow.
My love knows no limits,
nothing to great a cost.
R.I.P Mommy Jo
I miss you sooo terribly much :'(
Bobi-Jo Young
6/28/1970 - 7/13/2010
AU REVOIR
In awe my mouth is opened wide
my upper lip suspended restricting it kissing the lower lip
my tongue unable to position inside my vocal cavity
cos` the news i just heard
no more! the narrator said
never to see again
Oh! was it not....................................
just yesterday i set my eyes on her
gone to where? i asked the narrator
to the great beyond
why the tittle great?.......
a great one it took away from us
away from us took it a great one
We shall meet on that beautiful shore
in the sweet by and by
narrator when shall that be?
just a little time he said very soon
shall we know when we meet?
that i cannot tell with boldness
but we shall be on that day
My beloved one
hope you heard that
happy we shall be on that day
aha, life here might be hard
but life there we can`t say
so soon we shall meet again
aha, but not yet
i mean it beloved, not yet
Often when I see people die every hour
I know then am waiting for darkness' power
The end, to eternally end without a trace;
Death a startling occurrence in action so apace
For when he without appointment appears
He never informs even the father he endears-
Does not even report to his creator Satan;
He is an entity within the soul of a man,
Ingrained deep in the human body
So as without him there would be no life beauty:
A man is born with one soul of lives and deaths,
The pure justification of all low natural breaths
Should have definite limit of existence
So often when I see people stripped of subsistence
I hope I can live a little bit longer-
That every day of life I will be waiting ever-
To achieve what I desire before my end
Ere my neck is struck by death to bend.
17/03/09; 'lives and deaths' :I believe every person leads his or her own life and meets his
or her unique death.
The loss of a loved one is extremely hard.
It's one of those things that catch you off guard.
I learned at a young age the meaning of life.
And for two long years I dealt with the strife.
My mom she got sick when I was sixteen.
Watched her suffer and die when I was eighteen .
I had to watch my poor mother wither away.
But as a strong woman's how she would stay.
She may only have weighed just eighty pounds.
She hung on her faith where her strength she found.
The strength to go on as long as she could.
She suffered so much more than anyone should.
To watch her die for two whole long years.
When I think of it now it still brings me to tears.
To honor her life and live life her way.
Only way I can do that is live day to day.
What are the odds while writing this poem.
I just lost a good friend, to know him was to love him.
GOOD BYE CARL I'LL MISS YOU!!!!
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