I hope this for my grandchildren and our planet…
That the water will always be drinkable
And we shall have enough for the animals.
That kindness and love will prevail over anger and rage.
In the future I hope that automatic assault rifles will be broken
Into tiny unusable bits, so that earthlings can have peace of mind
That they will not be murdered by those who are insane and selfish
I hope that even police will not have to carry these monsters.
In the future I hope that the air will be pure,
That cigarette smoking will be something no one remembers
That cancer will be gone forever and there will be a cure for dementia
I hope this for my grandchildren and our planet…
You make me want to believe in something;
That’s not easy;
Not when you’re used to a hard luck story
covered in spikes and blackened hearts;
You make it easy to have faith;
What is it about you?
I hope I’m not a pebble on your covered road;
I hope I’m not a face that you already looked away from;
I’m slowly trying to rebuild something
that’s been broken way too long;
I should probably tell you that;
But how can I when I am surrounded by rules?
You make me want to make a crazy decision.
You let me stop thinking.
I need what you give me but only if it’s real.
I’m ready to talk, when you’re ready to listen.
It’s not easy, but I want to believe in something;
I’m not sure what to tell you
all I know is I really want to, don’t let me down;
You make it so easy
to fall completely for that drinkable smile;
You feel just like a daydream;
Just don’t spin me around
if you’re not ready to catch me;
Because I want so badly to believe in you,
That’s not easy,
but Im ready to let go of this hard luck story.
Do not condemn anyone as poor,
Today, they are poor,
Tomorrow they will not be rich -
Lord can not tell it himself.
They are like precious stones,
If they are taken care of,
Then they will continue to blaze,
They may be reasonably appreciated because they are not negligence.
The pond which water isn't drinkable ,
There also fragrant lotus flowers grown,
Tomorrow they may be worthy of praise,
The molecular bombs are small but they are very powerful.
Those who have many assets,
Do not think they are very wise, decent and polite,
The wealth of those who are looted by them,
They are the real rude.
Frack off!
Radon in my water, killing me
Arsenic in by veins, making me cough
Cuardilla, ruining my tea
Killing the cows
In Fylde I protest
No fracking here!
Go away
I want to dedicate this to all those farms affected by the fracking crisis!
I hope your water will be drinkable soon xxxx
Sea
kaleidoscopic, wild
rolling, breathing, shimmering
ships, monster fish, liquid with life
swirling, drowning, sinking
drinkable, blue
Wet
Created on 11/08/14 for “Diamante Poem” – Poetry Contest
Poetry really has shown me how miserable life is
but also
why misery is so drinkable
Not all roses are red, not all
friends are faithful,
not all that are bright and
beautiful are blissful,
Life is a bunch of super
things build on nothing;
so not all that is cute and
colourful is worth craving.
Not all men are gentlemen,
not all ladies are lovely,
as the rich also cry, the
poor can also be lively,
life's true worth is not
what we see with our eyes;
just as the stars are not as
we see them in the skies.
Beauty and boldness are
nothing but face-view,
the content of a man's
charater is his real value;
fortune and fame will one
day fall and fade away;
what lingers long are the
legacies of love we lay...
Not all the liquids that are
delightful are drinkable,
not all the fresh fruits in
the forest are edible,
it is not all that gilters with
great glamour is gold;
watch and walk wisely so
you do not get cold.
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