The light is bright
as I slip from under the covers
yet the house groans and creaks
and the ghost of winter lurks
within the walls.
When I was a child
a teacher said
first there was light
but I remember
the night I danced
under the cover of darkness.
When I go downstairs
the sun shining through the window
shows clutter, life’s imperfection
as I slip from the embrace
of last night’s dreams
of someone I loved
but that was long ago.
I must walk through the clutter
to step outside and feel a warm breeze
and let the day begin for me.
Branches of bare limbs dance
in a warm breeze
as they wait to bloom.
New life, a soothsayer says.
A poetic leap, I say,
as I grasp the wheel
and drive toward the sun.
Categories:
get up, romance, seasons, spring,
Form: Free verse
Dry mouth, air crisp, the snap on my skin,
Room dark, curtains drawn, I stay within.
Dare not check the time, I bury my head,
Excuses keep me warm in this bed.
Yesterday’s troubles left behind,
Today, my heart’s strong, peace of mind.
Coughs and cold, sugar in check,
I rise with courage, no turning back.
Pyjamas tight, it’s a lazy day,
Perhaps a prayer to clear the way.
Outside, the world waits, blanketed white,
And though I can't see, I know it's right.
Categories:
get up, beautiful, courage, destiny, earth,
Form: Rhyme
Get up-
Why can’t I move?
I just need to get up-
Why can’t I get up?
My stomach’s churning-
Am I hungry or nauseous?
Either way I need to eat-
What do I want to eat?
Nothing, I’d just throw it all up and be empty again-
Empty, empty, empty, why do I feel empty?
Wait, did anyone text me?
Nope, my phone’s empty, too-
Where is everyone?
Check Life360-
What is everyone doing?
Why hasn’t anyone texted me?
Do they not like me anymore?
What if they’re tired of me?
What if they hate me?
All my friends hate me.
They won’t reach out because they don’t want to.
I should kill myself.
They wouldn’t notice.
They don’t miss my absence now.
They won’t miss my absence at all.
They wouldn’t care.
Who would really care?
I can’t keep doing this.
There is something wrong with me.
I want to kill myself.
I’m so tired. So tired, so tired, so tired,
And I don’t have the energy to keep going, keep going, keep going.
Keep living.
How am I supposed to keep living if I can’t even get up?
Get up.
Get up.
Get up.
I can’t get up.
Why can’t I get up?
How am I supposed to kill myself if I can’t even get up?
Get up.
Get up.
Get up.
Categories:
get up, anxiety, depression, mental health,
Form: Free verse
Does your brain ask why
See if you think about it
Last night I smiled cause I could hear her snore
So what happened between then and well now
Are you in pain
Nope
We’re you stressing last night
That’s me asking me
Well nothing unusually
Maybe we dreamed something sad
Who said that
From the meekest of shadows one of my shallows steps forward
Sorry I gave the voices
Some malformed shapes
Anywhys
Like Sherlock solving Artie Morty and his devilish plans
What sadness did you dream of
Which time your heart was broke
No it wasn’t that type of sad
More like a loss sad of something never more
Telling tales of heart
I call it old sad
something soothing about this sad
Like a chill in feverish Knight
One of Arthur’s less well known nights
A familiar sad
It doesn’t blue the days of rest
A warm sad
Just in its gloom
I think I will leave it at that
Categories:
get up, poems,
Form: Free verse
Our 'Get Ups' must become stronger
Than our opponent's 'Kick Downs'.
Never mind the times of our 'Kick Downs'.
Over time, 'Get Ups' will obliterate 'Kick Downs'.
The forces of our 'Get Ups' are greater than
The forces of our opponent's 'Kick Downs'.
Categories:
get up, confidence, faith,
Form: Free verse
Written By: D. Collins 12/6/23
Get up under your woman like she's under attack.
Get under her breasts like a hydraulic jack.
Raise them up to the highest peak they've ever seen.
Then, enjoy her expression as she suddenly creams.
Allow her to catch her breath, then do it again.
After that, slightly, slowly kind of stick it in.
It's like making Gumbo very hot when served.
Yet, filled with a perfect blend of spice and herbs.
Then, get real Creole and start making it burn.
Put cayenne in it to make it throb and yearn.
Inflame that woman and bring her to her hottest.
Get up under her as subjects do for a Goddess.
Categories:
get up, imagination,
Form: Crown of Sonnets
Don't commit suicide, there is still a way
Beyond the darkness, there is a hopeful light
Push through the pain, dawn will bring a new day
Amidst the struggles, keep up the fight
Don't give up on the precious gift of life
Beyond the darkness, there is a hopeful light
You are not alone in this endless strife
Reach out for help, find the strength to survive
Don't give up on the precious gift of life
Brighter days are yet to arrive
Don't let the darkness consume your soul
Reach out for help, find the strength to survive
Believe that you can start anew and be whole
Don't commit suicide, there is still a way
Don't let the darkness consume your soul
Push through the pain, dawn will bring a new day.
Categories:
get up, hope, poetry, suicide, youth,
Form: Terzanelle
Eyes open, Mouth yarns,
Arm stretched.
Yet, my feet haven't touched the ground.
Heart beats, Ears itch.
Still mustering up the energy to put my feet on the ground.
Sun shines in between the lines of the blinds
Feeling refreshed
Another strong day,
So, get up!
Another day alive
Get up!
No more yarning and stretching.
Now my eyes are open wide
One foot on the floor
The second foot soon falls behind
Reach up to give thanks to
The ability to still rise...
So wake up and stand up
No matter the stress
Get up and stand up
Walk strong and continue to
Do your best.
Even when it gets hard
Remember to get up and stand up,
And let god do the rest..
Categories:
get up, appreciation, art, beautiful, blessing,
Form: Free verse
News: Putin had fallen and couldn't get up
The one who found him there looked down and said, "'Sup?"
He'd stumbled down the stairs
And it seems no one cares
Would I have laughed out loud if I'd seen him fall? Yup.
Vlad slid down palace steps on his back, lying prone
His bodyguards were there. I wish he'd been alone
Medics waited at the gate
Clean up needed for Head of State
His backside was a mess due to a bruised tail bone.
Categories:
get up, humor,
Form: Limerick
Get Up
The day will come
When you will erupt with joy again!
Promise, Problem, Provision
Get Up
Never Give Up
Have you been knocked down?
Get Up
Have you been betrayed by a friend?
Get Up
Are you experiencing marital problems?
Get Up
Have you been having trouble at work?
Get Up
Are you having relationship problems?
Get Up
Are you having financial difficulties?
Get Up
Have you been knocked down by divorce?
Get Up
Are you having study difficulties?
Get Up
Have you been knocked down by illness?
Get Up
Have you been struck down by trauma?
Get Up
Get Up
The day will come
When you will erupt with joy again!
Promise, Problem, Provision
Get Up
Never Give Up
Mark Frank
Copyright 2022
Categories:
get up, courage, destiny, encouraging, life,
Form: Didactic
Get up and move
Life can't be easy
Expecially if you must live
Nothing is meant easy
No not any more
In humans world
It can't be easy when
Humans are the problems
Of themselves
So don't wait to be told
What the time say
Get the hell up and move
No one cares nowadays
Categories:
get up, africa, confidence, courage, encouraging,
Form: Epic
QUESTIONS GALORE
Who asked you to suppress your dream?
When did you happily relish an ice-cream?
What inhibited you from flying high?
Why did you let yourself sink and sigh?
Where did you hide your beautiful smile?
Which chosen paths weren't worthwhile?
How can you let yourself to compromise?
Life is so short, didn't you realize?
by:Anulaxmi Nayak, 24th Nov 2020
Categories:
get up, life, motivation,
Form: Rhyme
Do you remember when you were silent,
I decided to settle for little,
You didn't answer me again,
He looked tired with me.
I realized that the doors were closed to me
In moments when everything was good.
All our feelings are already forgotten by you,
Then you were already with another soul.
Be friends with you when I remember the body,
When did kisses burn in the night?
Your soul has warmed me for many years,
But we are not friends, go and be silent!
I left too, leaving no trace,
Left without a single feeling
Love has passed and this is the trouble,
But don't feel sorry for me!
I must get up and go,
Even when I'm in a lot of pain
Just let me cross the street
And I will turn back involuntarily.
I am thrown into the depths of reason
Why I will never be with you
You're not the last of the men
I'll wait until I forget you.
Categories:
get up, break up, love hurts,
Form: Blank verse
Flowers are just weeds (are they not)
So who needs these
Unless flowers needs weeds to succeed
In case we maybe need their seeds
We though are all like flowers
With our own personal needs
We need a watering
And a proper talking
So you my flowers
Get up again and start walking
DAMOx
Best Wishes
Categories:
get up, life,
Form: Free verse
Trump Will Get Up Tight
There are times Trump does get up tight,
And of him women have still run in spite;
Trump the terror;
A trouble bearer;
Regardless of being women black or white.
Jim Horn
Women will run in spite of others. They
accept the challenge even if from a terror
or trouble maker who really need an
undertaker and found to be a faker.
Categories:
get up, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
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