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Political

  I always fall asleep on my cat
And she stays with me all night to make sure I am not faking it
What she doesn't know, is that I am NOT asleep

There I am
Lying on an oversized cushion of springs and dust
Wondering if the innocent, happy children will know what love is in the future
There I am
Feeling one thousand bees in my stomach
Knowing if we don't learn to have a little more compassion and a lot less hate
Mabey, just mabey 
He wouldn't of been drafted to war... Mabey he would've came back
There I am, goosebumps developing like a plague on my skin, chills creeping at me like some kind of prey, searching for a way to deteriorate the fires adults have created
There I am
At fifteen years old, taking Ibroprofin daily over the migraines of a modern-day neglectance 
Whose political words scrape our skins, stripping us of human sympathy
Those piercing tongues that foreign languages use to stab at the heart of morals
There I am
Learning to breathe water, adapting to the expectations set for us by disagreement
Angry from the mess past generations left for us to clean
We are no filters that stop hate from polluting, nor sponges who soak up the melancholy sea of despair
There I am
Determined to give life to the robots society has created in a lab of ignorance 
Nevermind the sleepless nights or the miscounted three hundred calorie intake 
Nevermind the lost chances of love, nevermind the black crescent moons that have waned underneath my tired eyes
My well being is dust compared to the unborn well beings of tomorrow 
My cat always falls asleep on Me
And there I am lying still for the whole night
So I KNOW she is not faking it.


Screw No Right On Red!!!

15 and searching for love
I don't know what I give
Like soaring on the wings of dove
I just want to find one to live
For them and only them
So I can feel complete
I want the epitome of men

Beautiful,
Kind,
Cool,
Thoughtful,
Smart,

And all I ever wanted for me
Was to have her by my side
Mabey I'm selfish and just need
But if she were here for this ride
Life would never be down
And I'd never touch the ground
On top of the world I'd stay
Stars would sway
Like idols make fans shift
We would control the time rift

Light like the moon
We are brighter than the Sun on the desert dunes
We don't sleep for days
Cuz parties would come in waves
Our fun wont ever end
Again and again 
Swiming in the rain
Lets take a Tokyo bullet train
Boating off the Alaska cost
We have love to boast
That we can see 
All there can be
Not just alone to wither
We are traveling together
I wont ever let go
No more weeks alone
And on I'm living
You give the need for my heart to keep beating

Later on through the years 
After blood sweat and tears
I want more than just you and me
I want all we can be 
A kid or two
With the house and my Corvette painted electric blue
What would I care
Cuz you be there

I might be getting greedy
But I want to treat you to all your wants and needs
Now that the kids are off its just Us again
No need to say when
Our time to finish what we started
Until at last we are parted
But instead lets meet
At the doors of peace
Then the Really fun begins
The won to stop last wins
Form:

Show Me

Growing bald from tearing my hair out.

Fighting the feeling that I'm out and down for the count.

This inebriation has me wanting to scream and shout.

Fighting tempting temptation to want to wash it all away with a vodka bottle.

In this lake of pity, I am compelled  to wallow.

Fighting frustrating frustration to blow these issues away with a handful of hallow tips.

In the light of knowledge, I fail to take a hint.



-If I had someone to show me-



Vibrance is fading.

Ambitions are raging.

Pinned down by the almighty dollar and all or nothing.

Has me at war with myself.

And no help.

Just people saying this is all I write about.

And no way out.



-I would change my direction-



Traveling the path of a long line of failures.

There must be something I missed all these years.

Or mabey its something in these pills.

That gives the bitterness to these shackles that give me the chills.

Unable to brake free of them, so they hold me down.

Helpless in my efforts, I am about to drown.

Provoking the question of the end is the answer.



-And save myself before I-




Look around and see, only a select few are truly free.

And I have grown weary of saying one day that will be me.

Staring down this barrel I have no control over.

Craving divinity to stop it before its all over.

Before I can figure it out.

Before I can let it out.

Before I am out.



-Die-
Form:

Yesterday?

Yesterday could of been the day? 
She walked in like a razor blade moving ever so gently across the ball room floor spliting the scenery I felt her 
tearing away every crying shame that flowed through my dried up veins 
I spent most of my nights living in reverse Feel free to damage me anyway you want 
I haven't any bones to break 
So she found her way through the skin God only knows where shes been
Slip back and forth one more time for the irritating reason why the taste of her sliver tounge proved them all 
to be false This room of white can't be all I know
mabey I could take off for the season and just lay in the snow under the cover of night skys mother and 
father both await your arrival 
you've grown impatient on the lives of the others why should you even bother would you promise to leave 
It could of been yesterday
It should of been yesterday 
It would of been yesterday
I thought it was yesteday
Oh love of mine did you know we were falling? Take the clock off the wall,couldn't you tell we weren't welcome 
here anymore Oh love of mine did i know you were dying to push my face against the glass to show me who I 
really was? 
This room has grown softer 
I'll stop by another time
Form:

Imagine

You saw the news today but you pretend you were never on that channel
You hear others talk about the deaths but the signs of it being gossip is everywhere
Your mind switches from what is happening
Instead of looking at the weapon pointed at a child's head you look at the issues of the politics instead
You could be out there throwing your heart out with words but you stay inside watching the court decide on whether tiktoc is what makes the world burn
Mabey we are the problem
We also have to blame the most wanted instead of blaming the least expected 
Instead of looking the shootings in the eye you blame the teachers for not being quick enough
Or the students for being too loud
Do what you need to be happy is what you think instead of helping the wounded that is all around
Mabey if you spoke your mind instead of paying a dollar or two for a cause at the store thinking that it will be enough for the pained 
You don't have to be a hero but atleast you can be an adult


Talking Clock

the talkng clock

its late ,im alone unable to sleep 
when i hear it , its the clock 
its talking ,talking to me 
when it talks im afraid 
what does it want. 

as i lay alone 
just me and the loud talking clock 
when it talks it echos ,echos inside my head 
with every tick with evry tock 
it gets louder why wont it stop 
stop talking talking to me 

the silent darkness scares me 
its getting colder 
am i awake , am i alive 
can anyone but me hear the 
loud talking clock. 

is this fantasy is it reality 
am i dreaming or is this just my delusion calling 
im confused i cant tell what is real anymore 
maybe i dont want to know mabey its better if i dont know 



im afraid to know ,afraid not to know 
the illusion of the talking clock haunts me 
my reality ,my dreams 
the talking clock the one that talks to me 
it will always be with me it will never leave me alone 

this talking clock haunts my dreams ,my reality 
always and forever
Form:

Killed By a Blessing

Tell me your lying.

Tell me this isn't mine.

Made a mistake this time.

Provoking life with no revoking of reality.

To or to not make it a fatality.

And actually live with the mentality.

Of having a gun on my own flesh and blood.

Yet, sensing my own would be done.

To take this one of pregnancy.

With the irony.

Of living a legacy.

That is the epitome of the pit of me.

And my stupidity.

All I am.

All I haven't been.

What I could of been.

Not to be left dead.

Killed not by a bullet, but by a blessing.

Life is to costly for me.

There is no mabey for this baby.

This legacy just isn't ready.

Nor am I.

To die.

Of ambition and living.

Still itching for a contract.

To contract a means of green to be freed.

Yet, in the wake of my mistake.

I am left with the deed of destroying my seed.

Bringing up the burning, yearning of knowing...

Positive or Negative?
Form:

Footie Jitters

I don't feel very good today,
Can you see it in my eyes?
I'm never off the toilet,
No! it wasn't all the pies.

I have probably caught a bug,
You know, the type that's going around.
I must have caught it at the football,
God! I'm hot, I must cool down.

The wife says I must have eaten something,
What the hell does she know?
All ate was a snack at the match.
No way would that cause 'rear end turbulent flow'.

The footie was crap, my team lost again.
I missed lots of the action, and most of the goals.
Ok! I confess I ate a few pies,
But only four 'jumbo' sausage rolls.

Back to the pies, I must have ate twelve,
or mabey just ten.
God! I feel a bit hungry,
I could eat them again.

No! it wasn't the pies and the large sausage rolls.
Or six packs of crisps, which I snacked in between.
I now know the cause of my sickly demise,
It was the worst game of 'footie' that I'd ever seen.
Form: Burlesque

When We Were Young

I can't take it anymore
singing a song meant for the two of us
with some other love
I can't breath anymore
thought I could live without you
but I can't be without you
all those days I still remember
never a time I don't dream about you
and I'll always love the day
oh I'll always miss the day

When we were young
what we were back then I don't recall
I miss you now
I loved you them
I love you know

Wanting to come back home to you
with arms wide open just for you
waiting for the day you come home
mabey a lifetime and then some
but I'll always love the day
Oh, I'll always miss the day

when we were young 
what we were back then I don't recall
I miss you now
I loved you then 
I love you know

Never thougth I'd have to live without you
never want to be without you
but I'll always love the day
and I'll always miss the day
When we were young
Form: Lyric

All You Put Me Through.

Don't you see what your doing to me? 
You get me all confused. I'm not really 
like this. It's just because of you. You 
make me nuts! I hate that I love 
everything you do! Have you any idea
how much I'd adore a kiss from you? 
Have you any conception of reality? 
How much I like you? Or that I wish 
upon stars to be with you? Ofcorse not,
you're oblivious! I bet you don't even 
care. I guess I shud stop wishing you 
were there. Mabey I shouldn't love you.
Mabey I shud hate you for all the pain 
you put me through. I can't tho, because,
truely I don't believe you try to. It's just
something you do, you mean no harm, 
I supose that much is true. However you
still put me through tough timeswhile you 
remain absolutly fine. I hate that you see?
Geez, you frustrate me! I guess I'll just
remain confused because I guess really that's 
all I can do.
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