The Oppressed
Stand against the high and mighty.
As a unit, stand and fight.
Their homes will burn.
Give them what they deserve.
Our back door is flooded.
Chaos, unrest.
Take the power back.
Raise your fist up high.
They're all puppets on strings.
With a bullet, feel the sting.
Corrupted selfish bastards.
This can’t last forever.
Our nation is taxed to death.
Send them to their death.
This country deserves better.
The streets are on fire.
Feed the machine.
The oppressed are not free.
Tear down the walls of reason.
Fight for what you believe in.
This is our civil war.
They are above us no more.
They're all full of greed.
Shoot them down and watch them bleed.
The aisle stretched longer that day,
a white river with no other shore.
Her fingers crushed the lace of her gown—
Where is he?
The guests’ whispers grew teeth,
gnawing the silence between hymns.
Later, they’d say he was the villain,
the man who fled his own shadow.
No one mentioned the envelope
thick with cash in the sexton’s pocket,
or the father’s wine-stained lips
sealing a lie:
“She deserves better.”
(Oh, but the knife twists
when the hand you kiss
sharpens the blade.)
Samantha collects the petals
of her bouquet one by one
each a word from a vow
she’ll never hear.
i fought it, once.
i built whole walls out of promises,
out of other people’s hands,
out of mornings that almost felt real.
but you’re here now,
and i am tired.
tired of pretending
you aren’t the ruin i want.
tired of pretending
i can be anything else.
she deserves better.
he deserves better.
i am not better.
neither are you.
you say hello,
and it feels like the end
and the beginning
in the same breath.
i could walk away.
i could save them.
i could save myself.
but my hands are already reaching,
and some part of me
has been waiting
to burn this whole time.
MOON ON A SPOON
I know that my words may sometimes seem trite
The way I feel for you deserves better than that
Like some of the oblique references to the moon
And if I could, to just offer it to you on a spoon
But that would be closer to where my love is at
And even to receive a nod from the sky at night
My language of love can sometimes be empirical
Perhaps a poet might consider it a good attempt
Or in the lines of a song that are known so well
They can resonate with the heart, as all may tell
Yet foolish or silly phrases should not be exempt
As there is some allowance given in being lyrical
My emotional situation is both desire and intent
I may fumble the words but my message is true
You can see how I seem to lose all my sensibility
As for saying sweet nothings, I’ve lost the ability
Perhaps an understanding and forgiveness is due
As I am close to all of my creativity being spent
Its ludicrous in wales today, ideology holds the maddest
Sway.' A twenty mile an hour plan, for every motoring
Woman and Man.? And every bus? and taxi too? A lunacy
A type of zoo.' Thats how i view this stupidity, and it can't
Remain..' Twixt you and me' just like a joke, its really bad
Thats plain, which be shared, cause its too sad.' Some scum
That float
Ideas and division, have slashed and torn, the soul and fabric
With savage inscisons.' almost un-human, its nearly there'
Cold as ice, devoid of care, Wales needs more optimisam
Less oppression, more hope; and not such blandness and
Nonsense revision, with inverted tropes' baboons i say could
do no
Worse, than your so called leaders all davos re-vh-ersed.!
I became a home to you too
Just another girl you call to make you feel better
Pussy that make you feel like your Mama hug
Fall in love with all the women that resembled me
In some way or another
Just not me,
I'm a place you can call happy
A place where you find your peace of mind
A dose of motivation and just enough inspiration to have you wanna do better
I'm the one that deserves better
In your words but fail to do right by
I'm the one that needs to be released but you hold on to
In case of those rainy days
I'm a good bounce back, a come back
The one that brings your juice back
A high, an escape from reality
I used to long for a chance with you
Even if it was you half stepping it
But it never came so I come no more
Hoping this is the last poem I get to write about you
So, Farewell.
Everything glimmering was not gold, it was black onyx. A side effect from the bad luck curse called birth. A desperate touch evaporating the shiny and fresh finish of life. Hands absorbing the goodness replenishing it with shadow.
The smiles are welcoming but the terrified eyes warn. Beware. Run in those fields of stardust and dreams. Run and leap into the stars before the black hole of a soul unwillingly sucks that utopian plant barren. .
Hiding away in the darkest corners feels futile as the light always breaks through. The sunshine seeps through on a mission for self destruction. There is no clash of thunder or spark of lightning; it simply disappears in the presence of the darkness.
The midnight knows the noon deserves better than its emptiness. Yet it cries and yearns for the warmth of the day. It knew the heat of the day once but warmth was chilled to ice.
Black onyx apologies to gold as it slowly grows. Soon no light lives to show the shining beauty of either.
How does it happen?
How does a person strong and beautiful, Weird and wonderful Lose herself for a guy?
How does a person who was capable enough of proving herself in a crowd of millions..
End up having an existence. crisis
Because of someone who doesn't even care how she is?
How does a person who was determined to take her own decisions..
End up being controlled
By Someone who doesn't even meet her expectations?
Guess its love that makes her do so,
Guess its love that makes her neglect
her self respect,
Guess it's love that makes her cherish every aspect..
Guess it's love that makes her ignore..
That she deserves better and more..
Little does she know
That losing her happiness
Is worse than losing someone about whom she cares..
Little does she know
That some weeks of sadness
Are far better than years of loneliness..
Little does she know
That she is amazing
And someone better is waiting..
Oh, how that burns.
When everything felt right,
but the time not yet come.
For another has what I yearn,
and I in turn, walk too close to the sun.
Have you ever strayed too far from home?
In the embrace of darkness, where fear is throne.
Shaking as the tether is cut and you get lost,
then she smiles one time, to light your soul.
Perhaps I climb too tall to fall this fast.
But if you saw the divine, would you not shed all masks,
strip to your mind and hope you’re pretty enough to last?
For we are far more fragile than glass.
But alas, I no longer dream,
I know my place, way too real,
no matter how I feel,
a rose deserves better
and my darkness will kill.
I am a child afraid of the night.
I was too brave and walked out to find,
what nobody else could picture,
or understand inside their minds,
but she is the greatest gift from the divine, one so powerful and kind.
She deserves nothing but the light.
I can never provide.
So I roam once more,
spilling into black.
Anyone smart enough would not
Consent to be a fool
Is she the fool to
Fall for him?
Or did he "bewitch" her?
Who knows
Could be the opposite
Could be both
She deserves better, one would say
But who are we to say
What she deserves?
One knows their own worth
At least one would hope so
Is she the fool?
Is he the fool?
Never understood when he said
"We accept the love we think we deserve."
Before
Now I know better
At least I think so
Still living
Still walking
As a fool
And as an intellectual
But isn't it human of us to say
That we're both?
they didn't believe me
I tried to tell them so
I didn't know what I was
feeling
Until I let you go
when I told them i loved you
they went into advocacy
said she deserved better
and they didn't believe me
they didn't believe me
when I said I loved her
It was easier to cause me grief
than to let me love her
they didn't believe me
or simply they didn't care
everybody needs someone to love
some people like being in opposition
of other people who are in love
they divide and curse
and look in the woman purse
and they always say she deserves better than this
they don't believe in God
and every man's a fraud
they troublemaker
and undermined peoples
intentions
find a lover
they'll take her away
they don't care about anything but money
and they want every thing their way
they didn't believe me
when they heard me say
they didn't believe me
who are they anyway
When I was a child I use to love Pearl Bailey, she was one of those people I wanted to learn about,I thought she was beautiful, and I loved her music.
She is mighty.
Brave, powerful and one of a kind.
She is every thought that flows my lonely mind.
I, a stone that resides,
deep within her heart.
It is sadly truth, that she must depart.
Leave me behind,
for I am heavy and weak.
Blind to any other than me.
Crumbling slowly as I speak.
Tired, admitted defeat.
Way before the journey could begin,
I lost.
This body no longer mine.
I, a passenger in time.
Looking through these eyes,
as this vessel flies.
I, a victim of the skies
soar imprisoned in this mind.
Trying to chase a light,
in a sea of darkness.
I,
Inside a cage,
Watch these walls crumble.
Aflame with rage,
I slowly perish at a young age.
Receive applause, bow and leave the stage.
I, know she deserves better.
No one knows where she would have been, if I hadn’t met her.
Perhaps her chest would rise to a calm melody.
Perhaps, not ever.
Though I lost.
I'm afraid that your child needs multiple surgeries, Mr. and Mrs. Johnson
(Holding back tears): Doctor, what are the odds that our Jessica will survive?
Well, if we can schedule everything back-to-back-to-back, then excellent
Oh, doctor! Do whatever you can to save our precious daughter's life!...
****************
You are Jessica's only surviving daughter, Randi?
Yes sir, I am. Just don't tell me that my mother deserves better from me.
But she specifically requested a solid gold casket and a choice plot of ground
I really don't care what she requested. I'm not made of gold, you know...
Don't you want to respect your mother's life, Randi? Those were her last wishes
Jessica's dead. What difference does it make now? Just cremate her...
She makes me not forget
The value of the jewel I hold
Whispering softly to her man
Sometimes I must be told
Her words drip like honey
Making the love so sweet
How do I deserve this?
This could never be my feat
She loves me so open and full
Never holding back a thing
The scepter of her smile
Enthrones me as her king
I know that she deserves better
To live as the princess she is
But I strive to show her daily
My princess this girl 'tis
MY HEART SAYS FAREWELL
I've had enough
You've made my life tough
You've played your love game rough
I can't even remember when last you made me laugh
I can't even remember us sharing personal stuff.
MY HEART SAYS FAREWELL
You have settled your score
I am done, no more
My heart is sore
I can't take this pain anymore
My heart deserves better for sure
I can no longer this pain endure
MY HEART SAYS FAREWELL
Tears have turned my bed and pillow to a river
Twin savers are all over the house, it's like I have a fever
You are lucky I'm God's believer
That makes me a forgiver
But not a chance giver
MY HEART SAYS FAREWELL
Yes, I forgive but I don't forget
I wish we never even met
Meeting you is now my worst regret
Keep well
This pain in me shall forever dwell
AND SO MY HEART SAYS FAREWELL.
PoeticMonwa
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