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December 23, 2023, PST, SPC
I am a basset hound and I love to play
I can run and jump all day
I really love magic and tricks
I also love chocolate bics
Yummy! They are so good
I would eat a packet a day if I could
My name is Lady and here is a story all about me
I'm a funny looking dog you see:
Lady was home alone
All she had was her green plastic bone
Her owners had gone out for the day
And Lady really wanted to play
Miserable, she lay on the ground with her long floppy ears
With watery eyes, it seemed as though she was about to burst into tears
Suddenly she perked up when she heard a squeaking sound coming from the house
Lady became excited, she hoped it was a mouse
She barked out loud and ran towards the sound
Lady was such a clever basset hound
With her long nose, she sniffed out the little mouse in his hiding place
The whole morning turned into a playful ‘dog and mouse’ chase!
The mouse was too fast for her and escaped through a small crack in the wall
He was terrified of this funny looking dog who stood two feet tall
Exhausted, Lady flopped down in her basket to rest
She had tried her very, very best
She closed her eyes and had a long nap
And dreamt that she managed to squeeze through the scary dog flap
When Lady woke up, her throat felt dry
She needed a gallon of water to drink and she alone knew why!
The sun was shining and it was hot
She found her bowl and gulped down the lot
Lady looked at the new dog flap
She lifted up one of her paws and gave it a sharp tap
She took a chance and pushed herself through the gap
Relief flooded through her, she had made it out of the flap
Out in the sun
It was time for more fun
Lady headed to the beach
It wasn’t far, within her reach
Calm blue sea with the tiniest of waves
Grottos and amazing caves
Lady’s paw marks were all over the sand
She loved to play by the sea and on land
Cool air blew around her as she splashed around in the sea
What a great feeling it was to be free!
The aroma of food was all around
She was always hungry, this hilarious hound
An ice-cream van was parked nearby
Lady drooled and just stood by
A young couple spotted the little dog sitting down on her own
Her sad brown eyes caught their attention, they each bought her a cone
Lady wished that she could shout
She clenched both cones in her mouth
She licked off the chocolate ice-cream and wolfed down the rest
Can you hear the thumping, thump, thump of my heart beating away?
Can you hear my whispers of love in your ear,
as you sleep the night away in your bed, laying on the virgin white sheets,
tangled in blankets?
Can you hear me sing our favorite song, as you walk down the lonesome avenue?
Can you hear my soul, cry out for a warm embrace of your sweetest hugs?
Can you hear me cry out for a simple, loving kiss upon the lips?
I don't ask for much from you, my love.
All I ask you, is if you can hear me, and to see that you still believe in me,
and I haven't became a figment, a ghost in a scrapbook.
That I am still there with you, and not a picture of a memory collecting dust in a box.
I don't ask for much from you, my love.
I just want to know if you can still hear me, deep in your heart!
Don't forget about me.
Don't move to another, without first accepting that we had something beautiful.
Don't let me go off and vanish in vain.
Admit, you loved me, but you were afraid. Of What? I ask myself.
I don't know.
Can you feel me, touch you gently on the arm?
Can you feel my embrace, as you sit there crying on your bed,
crying to the pattern and rythmn of the rain tapping on the window pane?
Can you hear me, can you feel me? Do you even know that I'm here, with you?
Do you...?
Don't destroy something beautiful.
I love you.
I don't ask for much from you, My Love.
all I ask is that you remember.
You remember the laughs, the fun we had,
the long walks, and the long talks.
Remember the Ferris Wheel at the amusement park,
where we first kissed.
And shared our first corndog together,
and I won you that purple stuffed teddybear.
On cold nights, we'd cuddle together.
I'd write you love poems and we talk for hours about nonsense.
Remember, how you'd cry and I'd hold you, and kiss you upon your sweet head.
Remember, the nights we'd sleep together,
and the mornings we'd wake up together
with a smile and a morning kiss.
Do you remember, My Love, Do you?
Remember the good times, and don't get up and leave so quick.
To jump right into someone else's arms and forget all about me.
Can you feel the pain I have for you?
Can you feel the love I give to you?
Can you hear me sigh and cry, for one more night of love with you?
Can you...?
I don't ask for much from you, My Love.
All I ask is that you remember me,
For I still and will always remember you.
As I sat today surrounded by millions of words,
As I glazed at the sheets....
Each bearing my emotions,
Or bearing one of my pains,
But with each bearing an unbelievable story,
One that desperatly needs to be told....
My life of twenty-three years,
All lay before me now,
Almost all running together,
Almost all becoming the same.
I upon paper started to write,
As I began my fight for survial,
And the fight for my life.
That year being 1983...
But yet now seeming as tho.....
Maybe just a year or so ago....
When a simple visit to a dentist....
Left me it's horrors....
And robbed me of my life...
My youth seeming to vanish over night.....
Not knowning......
The trails that lay ahead...
Would soon just add...
To my already living fears.
I know now all this paper became....a path....
A path chosen.....
Chosen, to carry me thru.....
Thru the up coming months of misery....
And many heartbreaking tears....
Yes today as I look into this box...
My life before me.....I am forced to recall.....
As sheets of paper....
Some faded with age...
All beganing revealing years of the .....
Unkowning.......
Years of my fears.....
Surgeons not knowing....
What the out come would be.....
Each trying so hard to just help me.....
Each knowing my sanity was laying.....
Laying close on the line..... .
Yes my pains were great....
And my spirits were low....
Pain had engulfed me....
As misery had taken its toll.....
You see my life as I had known it....
All ended one day.....
I was left with lock jaw....
And oh in such a brutal way.....
I was left unattented.....
With the matter growing worse.....
For the dentist that had harm me.....
Saw not the need to help me.....
But rather to hide behind....
His unexperienced years.
With years passing...
And proper help not to be found....
My life was all shattered about me....
As my hope of recovery....
Began vanishing with time.....
So now I live with the results....
I live with all the disbelives....
Tho I surived it's wrath....
I became a victim...
A victim of a crime.....
With these words all about me......
And as I said......
Each revealing a path....
All I ask when you read them...
Remember they helped to save me....
On the many days....
I thought were my last......
I collect smiles
From those I haven’t seen in a while
They always remind me why
I feel blessed to be a part of their life
Their light, their insight and quiet
Feelings of comradery and cheer
Kindness that is so alive and so real
Love that kindles whispers of inspiration
Flowing through my mind and coloring
My imagination in joy, hope and peace
All the flavors of beautiful dreams!
I gather laughter
From the hearts and souls who share
Parts of their life and love, their wonder
The sweetness of lives so adorable,
So brilliant and warm and promising
Like a flower just opening to show the world
It’s feathery joy, it’s bloom of such glory
Unfading, flaming with vibrant hues
Of peace that whispers of sensational
Attraction to love, praying and praising
The One who creates every amazement!
I store up happiness
From spirits alive with the joy that comes
Alive on the lives of those who know love
Will stir feelings to breath deeply of light
Which pierces the darkness, dancing rays
Of sunny intuition which sooths the gaze with
Delicious freedom from the worry, the fear
That seems to live on broken hearts, broken
By the pain that comes from losing a friend
Losing love that would never ever end
To the past who stares back in wheezing
Wishes, lingering on the emotion who grows silent
Like a prayer being spoken by the soul
Who knows that only God can comfort and heal
With His gentle presence, His grace, His will
To give the gift of contentment to those who
He chooses to love tenderly because He truly is
A good, good Father, a friend, a serenity
So real that we can’t comprehend His creativeness
Or His mystery – He is the One I believe in
With appreciation for His gift to me – His love
That is stronger than any worry, fear or tear
His love is the reason I know what it is to be redeemed
By a grace that lives in the center of love so precious
A love that is alive, the answer to survival…
Jesus, the help who knows all about me and loves me
With a love that is beyond my comprehension.
It is a love that gives and lives forevermore!
I collect this gift for me…
Inside a heart who believes in Him
The One who shines down truth in me
And gives me a second chance to be
The woman that loves unconditionally
With a love that He pours into me!
I go to sleep and wake up in the same day
But I'm loving my life
I wouldn't change a thing
Chasing a toddler and chasing dreams
College full time
Finding myself in between
Bad days - no sleep
Doesn't define where we want to be
It happens, sometimes life sucks
You have to smile anyways
And buck up, because when
You get lost in the traffic of your mind
It's hard to slow down, all you can do is try
Because if you crash
You can't rewind time and take it all back
So live for right now
Stop
And see
Do what you feel is right
And be free
You'll get judged either way
So go with your heart and
Let it blaze your own path, and ideas
It doesn't have to fit into the way society feels
Dance, and sing
Feel the weight of the world
Melt off your shoulders
And when you can
Give love to one another
Getting caught up in yourself
Closes the door to what life is all about
Seeing others pain and lending a hand
So shake it off
It'll pay off in the end
The love we give heals our own wounds
And the vibes we send could light up a room
When we try to see
The better side
It's not all about me, it's not all about me.
Yeah, you get hurt
You get burned
But becoming bitter
Isn't the way to turn
Keep your eyes open
Your mind free
One step at a time and
We'd all feel complete
It may seem like a simple plan
But some day our sons and daughters will understand
When they grow up and realize
The whole world will pass you by
If you only live for yourself, caught up in your own mind
You have to escape and make time
Not just for yourself
But for the people in your life
Family or strangers
We're one in the same
Treat everyone like they mean everything
It'll all do us good
I know it's hard to balance baby
But you've got to stay strong
It's not all about me, no it's not all about me.
Be positive and
Set yourself free
There's more to life
Than our daily routine
I'm only one woman
With a simple dream
For us all to give love
And feel relieved
It could all come true
Just take the time to try to see through others eyes
You may be the one standing on
The better side
So lend a hand
Take a stand
Turn your back
To the bitterness
Let us all heal ourselves through love.
Hey check this folks cause this I need to say. You see ever since I was born I've been having things my way. So maybe I've been Blessed from the beginning because ever since I was a kid I've been winning. But I wasn't really thinking about that cause I was too busy pattin myself on the back. I thought I was as good as they come and I wouldn't be out done by anyone.
All you had to do was look and you would see, the way I boast, you know I'm all about me. Like going through life building castles out of sand, whatever the weather they would stand, I could work miracles with my hands. Even through the worst of storms with gale force winds, I wouldn't bip, bop or even bind. through the darkest of nights or if the day was sunny, it made no difference I still made all money.
While every day, with a different girl because in my mind this was my world. Hey I was doing things that people could only dream, but instead of shinning bright, all I had was a gleam. I had accomplished all my goals, but inside of me was a big hole and this hole I was unable to fill, I tried wine, women and even pills, still, that big hole I couldn't seal.
I looked to the sky and asked, Lord why? But nothing I heard not a peep, not a word. While being stuck in my fixation, I had a real revelation. How do you think all this came to be? The sky, the Earth or even the tree, the beasts of the fields, the fish of the sea. And how do you think man came to be? Then I started to wonder, where should I look? I heard the Bible is a great place to start, but first you must open your heart.
So I opened the Book and looked it over, I found He's all Mighty GOD and His Name is JEHOVAH. I found with GOD none of us could win because every since Adam, we were all born into sin. So GOD sent His Son, who died for us all, His name is Lord Jesus and without Him we would all fall. I also found that if you open your heart and let The Lord in, He will guide you to all righteousness and exalt you among all men.
Now that hole has been filled, I can hold my head up and I can chill. You see I found, It's alright to do your do my friend but without The Lord you're just chasing the wind. And It's alright to tell your story... But you got to give GOD The GLORY.
Come on and open me up
Come on and open me up
Come on and open me up as well as you do with your gracious, intriguing box
Think outside the box – they all say
I don’t mind at all, doing the laundry and I always wear mismatched socks
Think outside the box all day, everyday
Spread glitter all over my body
I don’t care much about everybody,
Looking my direction in laughter
I know I look like a total disaster
Come on and open me up as well as you do with your gracious, intriguing box
Think outside the box – they all say
I don’t mind at all, doing the laundry and I always wear mismatched socks
Think outside the box all day, everyday
I knew all along that you would recognize
My shadows and reflections in your eyes
Realize you are stronger than you realize
I am like the hamburger without the fries
Come on and open me up
Come on and open me up
Come on and open me up
Come on and open me up as well as you do with your gracious, intriguing box
Think outside the box – they all say
I don’t mind at all, doing the laundry and I always wear mismatched socks
Think outside the box all day, everyday
Now, I dance with me, myself and I
It’s all about me, hon, I cannot deny
Open me up, come on…come on…
Open me up till the break of dawn
Come on and open me up as well as you do with your gracious, intriguing box
Think outside the box – they all say
I don’t mind at all, doing the laundry and I always wear mismatched socks
Think outside the box all day, everyday
The walls are closing in on me once again
Left wondering where the hell you been…
Open me up, come on…come on…
Open me up till all of me is gone!
Come on and open me up as well as you do with your gracious, intriguing box
Think outside the box – they all say
I don’t mind at all, doing the laundry and I always wear mismatched socks
Think outside the box all day, everyday
Leave me be, haters of the deep
Stop being judgmental, you creep
I long for a good night’s sleep…
I long for a future, frog-like leap
Come on and open me up as well as you do with your gracious, intriguing box
Come on and open me up as well as you do with your new pair of clean socks
Dedicated to a fine poet on soup, Lin Lane
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I shook hands with my brother and bade him farewell
Then set off on my journey away from this hell
Mexico I’d head for and buy a small farm
Meanwhile back in town the guards raised the alarm.
A posse they assembled to help track me down
But saw some Apaches and hightailed it back to town
It was far from over, the Pinkertons were brought in
Determined they were, to carry out the hanging.
After three days riding my horse became lame
It slowed down my escape that made me fair game
Sold my horse at Santa Fe and boarded a train
Vowed I’d never come back to America again.
Two whole years went by and I was living free
Thought they’ve given up now, they’ll never find me
Bought a farm, met a girl, a beautiful senorita
Had two children both girls, Anna and Conchita.
One day I went to town to buy some supplies
The Pinkertons were there, I couldn’t believe my eyes
They arrested me at gunpoint and they took me to jail
I strongly protested my innocence but to no avail.
Spent a week in the jail while they sorted deportation
Paperwork completed, headed for the railroad station
After a long journey we arrived back in Colorado
They had the noose ready, they were raring to go.
All over the state the news was all about me
The Pinkertons just loved their new found glory
The night before the hanging I heard guns blazing
What happened after that was truly amazing.
About a hundred desperado's invaded the town
Burst into the jail and told me to lie down
The sound was deafening as they shot at the lock
The Pinkertons stood speechless, they were in shock.
I went out into the street and a voice said to me
“We only found out because of the publicity”
Then out of the shadows came a face I knew well
My twin brother once more had rescued me from hell.
He said “join our gang and we’ll ride far away”
I said “crimes not for me and one day you’ll pay”
Rode back to Mexico to round up my family
Then headed to Brazil where I now live and I’m free.
Lin suggested a part deux so I was inspired to write a sequel, thanks Lin.
sabatoge of autopilot
couldnt turn it off
was anyone even on the plane
the fake list of names
the switched camera feeds
are we looking at this from the right angle
so i was thinking my thoughts about thinking
and i thunk i thought a thought
i think i thunk it
whatever thought i thunk
not to sure what i'm thinking
the story of marilyn manson
studied to look for the tell tale signs
of being victomised like this
when these things show up in your kids
you will know why he did what he did
hired to fix the affects of charles
The game of catching a serial killer 101
never really understood the massacre i saw
the study of this may be worthwhile
strategic puzzle pieces
the series will end with a naked man in a vice
a match will be lit
and the enemy dead before it hits the floor
sold my soul to the devil
found myself reborn from old man winter
to become the meaning of life sold on a cold day in hell
we were all there
you don't remember
we just barely got away
the digital soul i now own
the one where jesus masterminds crazy
the devil torn between the bounty on my head to press the button
to strike me down with the missile for the billions of dollars on my head
or the gift of genocide i could offer
a choice offered of the better of two evils
the indecision to make a decision for someone who always gets what he wants
the crying game is such a shame
time is up for the decision
i'll sell this opportunity to someone else who can afford the simple mindgame
renegade intelligence saves the day
crazy haze maybe
a group of people unreliable and unresponsible for personal accountability
manipulating someone with a life made to be unfair
the songs all about me may lead to the one who likes to travel
and what those six artists have in common
welcome to the great and secret show
Your chemical warfare among the celebrities
manipulated to make mistakes
houston we have a problem
and if you ask britney she would tell you it was crack
sorry for the ill fortune of bodyguards
strung out on steroids
makes you wonder whats going on
in the autopilot of your renegade intelligence
who teaches people to do these things?