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The Innocence Cry

I walk outside and I see chaos
People killing people
War between the nations
And war in our own backyards
Kids exploding at school
And destroying our young life
Destruction all around us
The lost innocence of people
Where has it gone
Who can we trust
Our security has fallen away
When we can’t turn to those sworn to protect us
Who can we turn to
Money won’t get you anywhere
You can’t buy yourselves out of this world
Will money keep you safe
Not when people will kill for money

Afraid to walk down the street
The innocent cry with sorrow
Wondering what they have done
Being suppressed in an isolated society
The kids being killed for no reason
Is there anyone to hear their cry’s
To deliver us from all this disaster
I pray, Lord keep us safe
Keep us in your hands
And watch over us
Put an end to this chaos

Can’t watch the news
Hearing the violence of the world
In a declining society of integrity
What happened to the morals we were raised up with
Generosity has become a lost art
How can we live
Watching and looking over our shoulders 
There’s no unity in this nation
Why can’t we all get along
Do you have to carry those guns
And those knives that kill
Do you see what you’re doing
Are you that blind to see
Afraid to walk down the street
The innocent cry with sorrow
Wondering what they have done
Being suppressed in an isolated society
The kids being killed for no reason
Is there anyone to hear their cry’s
To deliver us from all this disaster
I pray, Lord keep us safe
Keep us in your hands
And watch over us
Put an end to this chaos

Put your weapons down
Look into the eyes of those around you
Can you feel their hurt
Would you want to take an innocent life
Realize you can’t live like this
Be the first to start a new
Help a friend and brother in need
Help each other find their way
Change the way you think
Be reverent of life
So put your pride out of the picture
Stop the killing and the hurt

Afraid to walk down the street
The innocent cry with sorrow
Wondering what they have done
Being suppressed in an isolated society
The kids being killed for no reason
Is there anyone to hear their cry’s
To deliver us from all this disaster
I pray, Lord keep us safe
Keep us in your hands
And watch over us
Put an end to this chaos.
Form: Tanka


"the Loss of Touch" ( Thank You Pd)

Never in my head could I picture this
Never in my heart have I ever missed

Never in my soul have I felt so down
Never on my face have I had such a frown

Never before, has any of these feelings occured
But the day that you left, is the day my vision blurred

Things became complicated, I lost touch
These feelings are so depressing, almost to much

Where does this leave me, bewildered without clue
Your gone, im down and all these things im going through

What else is there, for me on this earth
I feel so alone, I feel im not worth

Not worthy of life, or taking a breath
Sad to say, Im not even worthy of death

Where do I begin, the roads seems so hard
Im so out of touch, I let go of my guard

I cant find healing, in anything at all
Iv'e sunk lower than the ground there is no where else to fall

From what Ive realized and from what I have been through
I dont know what to do, or what to pursue

I like a lost pup, Im out of directions
When you left me, I lost all of my connections

In the end of time, I will eventually come out of this hole Im in
Hopefully with my head held high, So all you see is my chin

I promise you this, I will never fall this deep
Cause if there was a next time getting out would be to steep

For now I will make it, but making it will suck
Im all out of my good luck

I will do this, and I promise this to you
Because everything I have seen, been through, was something no one should have a clue

A normal person, would of gave up and died
But not me, I will not subside

Subliminly I did this for me
Woke up realized I could be free

NEver again, Never again
Will I go back to the way of everything I have been
Form: Rhyme

Life

Green grass, Blue skies
Sick people, Sad goodbyes
Dark days, Empty nights
People dying, Violent fights
Frightened kids, Scared moms
Divorced parents, Lost bonds
Starving children, bloodthirsty thugs
Innocent victims, Kids with drugs
Devil worshipers, Constant crime
Shot of a gun, nothing is fine
Confused youth, careless adults
Child abuse, countless faults
Selling drugs, peer pressure
Spreading AIDS, prostitute pleasure
Daily abduction, victims of rape
So much pain, Few ever escape
Turning to suicide, Ending a life
Psycho path killers, Blade of a knife
Agony of loss, A broken heart
Painful love, Being ripped apart
Homeless people, The joy of hurting
A love child, So many uncertain
Pregnant teens, Unstoppable STD's
Ashamed heritage, So many wannabes
Sibling hatred, Dangerous obsessions
Opinionated critics, Unwanted suggestions
Killing family, Betraying friends
As today begins, Yesterday ends
Hopeless tomorrow, Doubtful future
Destroying the mind, Sickening humor
Never-ending sickness, Too much disease
Does it ever stop? Someone tell me please
Animal torture, A newborns cry
Abandoned infants, Do we even try?
Sleeping around, Simply for lust
Deceitful lovers, Losing all trust
Breaking the law, Getting away
Courtroom injustice, It's the victims who pay
Who is wrong? Who is right?
Criminals admired? Have we lost sight
Broken families, Few who pray
The doubtful outlook, Getting by each day
Forgotten morals, Money hungry fools
Disgraceful greed, Those who use
So many questions
Yet so few answers
The wanting to know
Happens much faster
When did it happen?
How did it start?
Who is to blame..
For letting our world fall apart?
Form:

Premium Member Reaching the Lighthouse

As I was walking along the beach,
With a song in my heart and void of despair,
I spied a lighthouse that seemed in reach;
And decided to walk all the way there.

Along the way I met a child,
And wondered what the matter could be?
He was sitting alone and crying out loud;
Then I noticed, that little boy was me.

“You are close to your lighthouse”, he said
“And have left me far behind.
The innocence and joy you had when you were me
Have long ago left your mind.”

“Then walk with me, boy, the rest of the way;
I would love your company.
We can reminisce about the olden days
And you can once again become part of me.”

As we travelled on, we met a young man,
Who looked lost and was wandering around;
We recognized that, again, he was I
He said, “I’m glad that me you have found.”

“Do you remember how lost we were,
When adulthood we first met?
It was before you gained your confidence
And hadn’t achieved success yet?”

“I have forgotten those long ago days
But join us and refresh my mind.
Before we reach that distant lighthouse
I think it important these memories I find.”

Just before we reached the lighthouse
There was a man old and gray
I realized that he was a reflection of me
Exactly the way I looked that day.

“I’m glad you stopped and gathered our friends
Before the lighthouse we did reach;
You know that this represents our end
And now we must leave the beach?”

“Yes, thank you for waiting on us
I should never have left them alone
But now we are back together
So the lighthouse can become our home.”
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

A Lady of the Night

She was a lady of the night,

doing her drugs seemed somehow to make it right.

Just a clothed piece of meat that was for sale,

how did she ever get entangled in this living Hell?


Another needle filled with delusions and dope,

she cry's out as she injects this short lived hope.

Another John without a face,

she thinks she's gone too far, to receive redemption from our Saviors grace.


How did it start and who's to blame?

does it really matter the outcome seems to always be the same!

No stranger to the county jail,

her name written on every wall in every cell.


Above her name this is what it read,

ten million demons invade and possess my head!

Oh God, I need a fix, please let me die,

please, please help me Lord, her wanton cry!


A cell mate next door called out her name,

she said Missy Magdalene, just what's your game?

Don't you know, no one here cares what you think or do,

we are all lost souls so get a clue.


Then came a bright glow which exhumed her cell,

then a voice so soft said Mary would you like to leave this man made Hell?

There He stood in all His splendor, so pure and bright,

God's only Son, who came forth to be her guiding light!


The need for drugs, He took away,

her life He changed this very day!

Now she spends each waking hour,

showing others that are lost God's Awesome Power!
Form: Verse


Sadness

Sadness

Gazing out without a doubt
Just looked out with no second thought
NO fear No pain Just lost in vain

Had no thoughts for the first time that made me smile
I just stood still and gazed out for a while
I clearly understood what was happening to me
Yet I wanted my mind to be completely free

I  never expected such things happening around
With no breath or sound
It still remained around
Mind Wandering in a bound
I wanted it yet profound
Not in a bound
Wandering Around

I seek and seek
Until I just closed my eyes and got lost 
Lost in very deep
In a thought so deep, didn’t realize I was in a sleep

It creeps over many a times,
Just pulls away all your energy
You hardly speak
You hardly talk
All you do is weep

But that is just another emotion 
Caused due to commotion
In the traffic of life
This is just another strife

Realizations turn to reality
Songs turn to sounds
No grey hounds
No long bounds

All the same, it not a shame
We remain plain,
Yet in vain
Insane



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You can find Distance in my book of poems "labyrinth
on---http://www.amazon.com/Labyrinth-Mustafah-Mun/dp/1409285251/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1252381235&sr=1-1
Form: Lyric

Last Hit

The last time I seen you, you were covered in sweat,
There were scars in your arms where the needles were pressed.
It was a strain to my eyes what I witnessed and had seen,
To where you are now, coming from where you used to be.
Now you are a statistic, as I move on in time,
There are so many great memories of us tattooed in my mind.

Well that last hit had taken it all.
The addiction had such a grip on you.
You refused our help; we had to watch you fall.
There was nothing else we could do.
We tried the intervention when we were all called.
Boy did you have us fooled.
The last hit you had was when you hit the wall.
The last hit took it all.

Then they found you on your apartment floor,
All the furniture was sold off and gone.
You lost it all looking to relive that first perfect score.
When we never heard from you we knew something was wrong.
That’s when I seen you had lost all your teeth,
You were a wreck right down to the bone.
We still tried to help, your heart still had a beat.
Now here we are and only silence can be found.
Your home in a way we never wanted it to be,
As we softly lay your body in the ground.
Now you’re not addicted and your soul is finally free.
That last hit brought you down.
Form:

Premium Member Pinkie Swear Ii

A boy can drop everything for girls, his initial joy,
kissing lips, most now only playing, quickly run, 
some take upsets very weakly except you, Zebulon.
		~//~
T he little boy always brought his toy truck
H e had many kinds of toy trucks to share
E very day she would come to the park

B ringing her dollies with their golden hair
I n the age of pureness of five and four
R easoning of nannies who watch this pair
D oes not include what children talk about
S o they sit and read, daydream and stare

A chance to catch forty and not get caught
N odding and squinting and feigning the glare
D ozing off longer and longer each time

T wo bright young angels playing “double dare” 
H e with nothing on but his birthday suit
E ven she with just a bow in her hair

B eing “mommy and daddy” from their eyes
E very secret act done with pinkie swear
S uch pureness when lost can never return
		~//~
Languishing lurid lives from lost innocence
is not a good thing for grown guys and gals.
Peer pressure pushes the inner conscience,
it curbs, questions, considers and corrals.
Some likely live licentious independence,
others stop, sort out, apply tenets of morals.


© Jul 2011 for Deb Guzzi’s contest.
Form: ABC

Home Again

Home Again

I want it to feel like home again
Like I belong here; this is where I live
To have that feeling of family
And to know that I'm loved
But I lost that along time ago
It's been a long year
Filled with its ups and downs
A year full of stress
And a year to worry
I've seen death and new life
Brought to the world this past year
I've lost friends and family
But gained both as well
I know people come and go
And things change so we can learn
But sometimes its harder than I can handle
And I often wake up just wanting to go home
And then it hits me that I'm already there
Because although this may not feel like home
That's what it will always be
My family is here, and so are my friends
My life as I've always known it, is here
The memories, the good and bad
They will always remain with me
I want things to be like they were before
I want it to feel like I'm home again
But if it doesn't I will survive
Because I've got all that I need
I'm surrounded by an amazing family
And I couldn't ask for better friends
I know they will always be there for me
No matter what, through thick and thin
And I see it now, I understand
And I'm finally beginning to realize…
I AM HOME AGAIN

Lost

You've been gone for a while,
I needed you with me.
Where have u been?

             Was I too much??? 
           Have I lost u for good?

I've found myself up through the night,
Unable to find that piece of u that calms!
So I wander, To no where!!! Stuck in between 
subliminal lines....

              Was I too much???
            Have I lost u for good?

Seeing only in shades of life,
And none of it is quite what it seems
Everything confuses me, Only with you, Is it clarity.

                WAS I TOO MUCH???
             HAVE I LOST U FOR GOOD?

In a world of insanity,phasing in and out of reality...
Every morning my pores start to tear,
Nervously awaiting and hoping you would come back 
to me...
                        At the break of sanity
               I no longer ask? Was I too much. 
          Excepting that my pressures are yours ....
            When the weight becomes too heavy 

                           Poof your GONE!!!

 Dreadfully realizing that without YOU,
 I am nothing......                                   
The one thing I can't bear to lose!!!!
                           
                                  MY MIND!!!
© Kib G  Create an image from this poem.

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