People now walk up to copper,
Where Gold isn't for the hoper
And silver starves seekers proper:
Every single eager shopper...
Then go for the waiting copper,
Gold bound to be a Heart Stopper;
From behind bullets The Dropper
Your shooter off with his chopper.
Also, with your Gold - Changed Pauper;
You as dead as the grasshopper
That manure secures for a cropper...
Only go for precious Gold,
When it isn't hot to hold
Categories:
hoper, celebration, change, death, money,
Form: Rhyme
Kindly allow my heart takes stage,
To elaborate the mood & feeling,
Of it disasters.
I have walked a very narrow road,
That has led me to pains & sorrows,
Just to link your heart to mine,
But there's nothing seen possible.
Will l be a hoper of yours, when my,
Heart has been a trash to your camp?
Please me love for l may be the thoughts,
To your feeling.
My heart bleeds pounds of blood when it's, meant for tear.
You have stood so far with a betraying,
Heart that has bleed me with conditionals,
Love & feeling.
My heart bleeds that it can no longer, Encounter the feelings of perfection.
Allow me to touch the garments of your,
Love for l shall be made whole.
I have realized that money can't take,
The pain when my heart cries.
Oh! My heart bleed to loneliness.
I have taken so many bullets for you,
But l have realized that you're the one,
Behind the gun.
But one day, I'll start messing with your feeling,
And you'll get mad because l finally learned,
How to play your game.
©®2021
A.M Ngumbu, Jr.
Categories:
hoper, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
I've been subjugated
I have hidden scars behind this beautiful face
people just rushing without staring a glance
I hid every inch of those scars that no plaster can amend them
My body shivering with my throat choked
The words slices my tongue each time I try to speak
Am confused, unbalanced and scared
I was naive to believe people are good that equality was everywhere
Didn't know it was rare
As we're choked and drowned by man-made torment
I don't need alcohol to get me in the mood
I've a mother who never doubt my ambition and talent
Am not a toy that you can play with
Am kissing the sidelines goodbye
I've a mouth that can build oceans and a pen that will stop inequality
Don't underestimate me
I am a woman, am enough with alot of layers and personality
I won't let the words consume me like a tidal wave smashing me into pieces
I won't stop, I will go on and rise stretch my wings and fly high just like an eagle
No matter what you say about me I Know am one of a kind, am divine
@bint__abdolrahman
Categories:
hoper, confidence, courage, discrimination, emotions,
Form: Bio
Trump's newly-appointed EPA Chief
Found himself buried in EPA grief
To prove he was no party-pooper
He likened Trump to a Giant Grouper
Swimming against an almighty current
Where even the sharks were no deterrent
"Forget the 'U' and immigrant no-hoper!
I'll rename that fish, "The Slippery Groper"!
Well, Congress agreed to just let it pass
That's God's honest truth, you bet your wrasse!
Categories:
hoper, environment, evil, fish, humor,
Form: Rhyme
You lead me on
seeing my life was incomplete
whispering those promises
dripping honey sweet...
Now I am to understand
we are to be just friends
alone in my house of sand
contemplating inevitable end...
Such a comfortable liar
weaver of broken dreams
fantasier magical bean buyer
a dark siren mystifier...
Falling I must confess
I won't buy them anymore
demigoddess in little black dress
bedroom white liar galore...
I lived your beautiful lie
being the hoper and the prayer
looking for rainbow in our sky
and you the proclaimed soothsayer...
But I became ensnared
in my self created fire
by such a beautiful liar
victim of my own desire..
~ ~ ~ ~
Categories:
hoper, betrayal, desire,
Form: Free verse
it was in the block
the cars stop
they jump bump
and
as they bop to the rain drop
they was so gain
HIP HOPER WAS DANCING IN THE RAIN
Categories:
hoper, addiction, celebrity,
Form: Light Verse
River Grouper
Old river Codfish hit the bay,
in sunny South Australia.
He said "that’s odd",
"It’s salty Cod",
"I’m seasick, not heart failure".
The boat came by,
they stared a bit.
Say’s “Nah I’m not a Grouper”,
"Don’t want no hook",
"Don’t eat no Chook",
"Not now, I’m just a feeling crook",
"Piddle off now, no hoper"!
for Carolyn's "Attack" contest
Categories:
hoper, adventure
Form: Rhyme