Long Cry Poems
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The heart whimpers of my heartbreaking,
Feeling as if someone has,
Ripped it out of my heart.
The humanity and inner strength,
Is all but gone from my heart.
The soul darkens as the light disappears.
All you feel is abandonment.
The evil thoughts and cruel ideas,
Lurk into your mind not quite,
Understanding why.
She didn't do anything wrong.
All is lost from overthinking.
The mind and body tire from exhaustion,
All you want is to heal your heart.
You reflect on what transpired,
Yet now while swallowing your pride,
You contemplate will it bring you back,
From the depths of despair.
You can fix this.
You can feel again.
You can breathe again.
You just need to talk to her,
Making her believe it can be mended.
You need her back.
A simple message sent.
Looking waiting for a chance, any chance,
Any glimmer of hope.
I just need an answer, please.
She answers back,
Yes, baby let's talk.
You feel like love is still possible.
You have your chance.
Can you come over tomorrow night?
My heart breaks as I hear her say, NO!
Then I hear a knock at the door.
I open the door as she runs into my arms crying.
I hear myself say, I'M SO SORRY.
As my tears glide down my face,
She wipes them away.
I kiss her tears away.
She Leans into my body,
I'm holding her never letting her go, ever again.
Romeo and Juliet
Give me a kiss
Under the stars
And serenade
Will be my surprise
Give me your love
In return, I tear off
A starry galactical bit
And that piece of cosmos
I will set at your feet
So wonderful, decent
My Prince of Desire,
Such a pleasure to listen
To your gracious whisper
Well, loving and being loved
Means everything
While loving is nothing,
To be loved is something
I’m surprised honey
Really surprised
By the products
Of your mind
You’re my
Super-intelligent God
I live modestly for the present
I live one day at a time…
I live a humble life
I’m a thug loving donor
A warrior
There is no stronger bond
Than our
You’re my impeccable replica
Immaculate match, my love
A mirror image, identical twin
Coequal, a ringer, a carbon copy
There is no better merging
In such a high grade blending
When love cultivate
Grow cast-iron able-bodied
Merely prospering
In an ideal coupling
You are the cutpurse embezzler
Heartbreaking housebreaker
Smuggling pirate, a sexy thief
A hijacking mischief
You snitch-snatched
my heartstrings
I am the invincible giant, a Goliath
A behemoth colossus, an elephant
A virtuoso champion, a titan titlist
Well-rounded sure-handed Medallist
I did a good job in stealing it
No concurrent could defeat me in it
Yes it's true I'm so lonely
I have no one anymore to hold me
And I wish more everyday
That I had you here in every way
But I don't
Answer your phone or messages you won't
I was crazy to believe that you
Were somehow still in love with me to
So I'm sorry if I bother you
God I just wish I could get through
Let you know what I feel
Is so very truly real
Never meant to hurt you or to put you in this position
And it's hard for me to make this decision
I'll try my best to no longer call
I know I can make it on my own after all
I've been through
I've given that to myself the time for it was past due
Even though my heart will fall
That can't be stopped it's to far gone
It's been falling for a long while now
I have to go on with my life somehow
Letting go however just don't feel right
So I can't guarantee I'm definetly giving up this fight
For you I'll do my best, use all my might
I'm not sure if this is what you want
I am sure however me your memories will continue to haunt
And I'm willing to bet
This decision to I will come to regret
The hope will always be there
That one day soon you'll call and tell me you do still care
Even though it's being ripped all apart
I really am in love with you with every piece of my heart
So this I will try
Even if until the day I die
Alone I will cry
They make laws, like great dictators; say they do for my sake;
I know these laws, like blood-money, in reality, fake;
They force them on me; prodding, pushing, Pressing, propelling,
I keep pleading; perpetually peace perpetrating;
Who hears? My calls fall like raindrops on rock; void, vapid, vain;
Leaving me, like stream in a desert, futile and no gain...
When I oppose, my hand and leg mangled! Freedom of thought!
I've freedom they say; Yet, I must speak wisdom, by them, taught!
You are free to fight in a court, they say, and sure to loose,
You need life or love death? Like pizza or cake you can choose!
I lose peace; my freedom is curtailed; A bird in gold cage,
Axes around me; forces against me stand full of rage...
Country has attained freedom from all yokes is the story,
Yolks within turn terrorizing and crueler, day-by-day;
Morning dawns with worries; evenings end with the same always,
Worries persist; they seem moving toward my grave, tight-race;
I howl, yell, cry, scream, screech; finding no right way to proceed,
I'll never stop; though with wounds in mind and heart, need to bleed...
25 December 2021
Pick-A-Title, Vol 27 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Do you know how it feels to be
No one's first priority?
The feeling of being alone
While your friends are falling in love.
The time when you needed support
But no one was there to.
The anxiety of being accused
When you did nothing wrong.
The fear of getting rejected
By the one you love.
The pain of getting backstabbed
By your very close ones'.
The times when you cried
But no one really cared about it.
The way you felt lonely
On every class break.
The fear of losing your best friend
Because of another person.
The feeling of getting famous
For things that were not true.
The sadness that comes when
No one feels like themselves.
The thought of accepting your fate
Because nothing is going to change.
The way you feel depressed
Because of another person.
The time when you did things
For others, but it's all wasted.
The pain that you felt in your chest
When all these things happened.
And you know what?
Those are signs telling you
To live for yourself
And not for others.
Silence Cry
By: Poetric-Life
July 12, 2021
I hear the cry for help, but no one comes, its like a fear of no other, without a say people are wondering why but yet that the fear is no other way, but the time has come to where the silence cry can’t be heard,
No way for others to hear just a cry that’s is let out without a sound, But the sound is very light where no police, no one can hear but yet that silence cry is somewhere to be found among us, there no time to understand the government only time explain how we feel about wearing mask everyday or getting that shot,
That sound is very low, and no one knows where its coming from, that sound is the virus killing us and killing people around the world but it’s killing us, and we don’t understand why its hitting this world but it is,
But that cry is till the death of endless lives to find out that endless sound that sound like a cry for help, and help that never stop an help that is pleasing for help an help that asking any doctor or nurse to find the right time to help the right type pain killer but just the right type,
Among us is that cry for help against any virus or just this virus that is swept that no one can beat, but we try to make endless with this virus to go away as we are praying for healing and normal lives, but yet it haven’t ended its just people are use like slaves’ animals to see if it works so the world can heal and go back to normal and use like animals,
By; Poetric- Life
July 12, 2021
It exists, without a doubt, a slew of violence in our society.
The cops, who are supposed to enforce the laws,
Are committing countless abuses and atrocities. What a pity!
It is apparent that we are embedded in deep flaws,
However, the violence must stop. We are tired
Of the unnecessary bloodsheds. Enough is enough.
We are all parts of the problems. It is tough
To accept the truth. We have a slew of violence in our head,
In our thoughts, in our dreams, and in our way of living.
It is hard to admit that we are living in a violent society.
We play and fight violently. We are always preparing
For wars, to fight the enemies, the devils of the sea,
The strangers in our mind, and the aliens of nowhere.
At times, we are our own enemies. We have created
The elements of fear in our psychic haven, and unconsciousness.
We have seen too much violence. We are tired and exhausted
Of this terrible environment of selfishness, lawlessness,
Intolerance, discrimination, hate, cruelty and terror.
This world is infested of sadness; we are conquered by fear,
And uneasiness. We all can sense or feel the horror,
Which is ruining our future. We are breathing the contaminated air
Of violence and oppression. We need to stop right here, right there,
Right now, at this very moment. We need to stop the flow of sorrow,
We need to dream, and be inspired of a more amicable tomorrow.
Brothers and sisters must stop fighting each other, husband and wife
Must stop destroying each other. We all yearn for and need a better life:
Follow the rules of a better living, the rules with more conciliatory terms
Of better communicating and understanding each other and our environment.
Let's practice the art of loving, and stop spreading the noxious germs
Of hate. For once, let's do our best to stop this violent disenchantment.
Copyright@ Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several poetry books.
Together by Paulin Zihindula Muchiza.
Imagine us together
In harmony and peace.
Working together as brothers and sisters.
You wake up in the morning and see in the east,
Through the window, a shining sun.
You see your friends rising again, and suddenly,
A group of people with beautiful instrumental songs.
No more tears in their eyes.
Sickness is just a reflection of the past.
The ones who were homeless live in peace and joy.
The ones who were poor receive good things.
And those who slept come back to life.
War, death, tears, and scars
Are now only a memory.
Just see...
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PAULIN ZIHINDULA MUCHIZA.
I can't be that happy heart
as others see me, my moods I conceal;
I hide everything that hurts,
cover it with shameless pretense
and yet it's accepted by me.
This youth was short-lived,
a hundred days seemed only one day,
brief loves consumed in daffodils fields
lasted a season, then died near winter.
They were birds in search of joy,
and when they finally found it...
they moved to another place
more beautiful than the first one.
O invasive desire, my tongue is dry;
a brook is in sight to quench this thirst!
O harmonious hills where canaries sing,
watch me climb cliffs and reach Heaven:
nothing is lost to memory and time!
Have I changed to suit myself or others?
The more I try to change myself,
the less confident I feel inward and outward;
I should have remained that loving soul
with no grievances and no conflicts:
only with ambitions and aspirations.
Proud to say to all this is the real me:
humble, fair, courteous and meek.
I declare to all I can't be defeated
by anyone either by strength or belief.
I have exposed my faults and failures,
diverging from the road of deception...
to embrace truth before I'm laid to rest.
Looking back, I tell myself that you’re the one that got away, it’s not like you were a victim and I kidnapped you, not in a criminal kind of way
But as I recollect, I’m glad that you left, because back then I didn’t realize it at the time but when I was with you, I was holding my breath
Just waiting for the other shoe to drop, to feel the pelting of the bricks from the sky, because what I was doing wasn’t right for you or for I
You had already been taken so very long ago, and just because you got bored, or just stuck, and was looking for a way out, only you truly know
I was just there with the car door open inviting you to come in and take a ride with me, but neither of us knew what lied ahead for us, if only we could have seen
Hazardous road conditions, so slippery from so many tears that were shed, and the shaking of the road in front of us because our nerves were the only thing being fed
Living on borrowed time, knowing the road trip will end all too soon, but, in the end, not wanting to say goodbye, it came much too soon
Didn’t I see the warning signs? The “Yield”, “Look First”, “Stop”, before he breaks your heart up ahead? I was too blinded by the chemistry there brewing between us and look where it led
A disastrous wreck, carnage like you wouldn’t believe, everything that I held sacred to me then died right there in that street
Two hearts shattered, two lives torn in two, because we took a wrong turn somewhere between all of the lies and the truth
One of us walked away a little more battered and bruised, and one of us still has the scars, the reminder, the proof
So, in the end you were the one that got away, but I was the victim, the one who’s heart had been kidnapped and left for dead that fatal day.