Long Motivation Poems
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I beheld the quaking aspen, shaking and gold
I quaked in resonance with the breeze
If you're young inside, you never get cold
Its recriminations that make your spirit freeze
I wept beneath the weeping willow
It felt like the right place to cry
Under its cascades I found a pillow
Had a sad feeling, didn't know why.
When autumn colored I found a burning bush
Its red leaves engrossed my mind
I was aimless; needed a push
A small voice told me which path to find.
The wind sounded eerie through the screaming tree
I thought of ghosts, and the sum of all fears
I looked for clues at the canopy
I learned life was not as it appears
They laugh when I followed the cedar and oak
then turn around to tie their ship to any fad
To be swayed by trees may be a joke
But following herd river is just as bad.
I'll take a subliminal hint from every tree
Can you trace your worldview from what planted the seed?
I'll go with botany, to some degree
You can go with the river; I'll go with this creed.
I survived even after losing'
I was that girl, who was afraid of questions,
But life taught me to become the answer.
In the house where voices were suppressed,
There I made my identity with silence.
I broke down, but did not fall apart,
She embraced every pain, but did not complain to anyone.
When my own people trampled my hopes,
I bowed my head at the door of Allah.
People thought—"She has lost,"
But what do they know, I survived even after losing.
Every tear tells the story of my patience,
And every sajda becomes a sign of my victory.
Now I am not the one who was once afraid,
Now I am the one who is standing even after going through every pain.
I do not need the world,
I just need the love of Allah.
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Thousands of students of decades
Across the nation,
Have loads of issues with grades
And lack of motivation.
A retention to learning,
With parents calling
And graduation rates falling.
It's beginning to be so concerning,
That teachers even notice,
These kids aren't learning.
The propositions the school has given,
Halted the adults' beliefs they thought they knew.
School psychologist’s are anything but driven,
And their inadequate solutions are simply untrue.
The great idea has bestowed upon me,
And this hypothesis has been churning.
Without concern for the students I can see,
This will prove the best of your earning.
A new substance has reached the market,
That will prove me right.
LSD, Cocaine, and Meth will hit the target,
So cook with all your might.
Gracious children run freely in the halls
Now happy and cherishing all their liberty,
Can finally succeed and jump off the walls.
The teens will finally use all of their ability,
If you even have the balls.
Their improved grades are a certain probability
All until the last one falls.
When the veil is pulled away subject exposed story
what motivation drives these blind merchants
let's lay it out clearly from waters of your soul tabled
evidence points to an unstable world circus painting creeping bugs
following a trail of crumbs Judas kissing the other cheek
Where muppets pull all the strings attached accord
true crafts are undervalued directly honest speaking
making deals to undercut facts highlights a bought body
wages go backwards in time for those whom work hard
The upper crust consider themselves royalty in suits
when law of the land works for mere crumbs of their table
corruption's one disease of these needy vermin sinking fangs into
the icing of our cakes rats infested without hope
Justice is no longer held with value anymore
as the poor are robbed of their rights daily important
stripping values is the underhanded deals in tribunals hanging joke
Now slaves to the beggars purse cast as worthless
imperial law has been enforced through this savagery served
by poor management with silver lining fingers subject pollution begins
inwards always taking away but never ever giving back
Stealing becomes a bad example set telling both sides of the snakes tale
lies become the normal gender bending truth far fetched bigots
slanting this towards the underhanded source decisions effect reality
we should nail each and every deed that holds ransom to democracy
Until the satire makes you happy,
Until the exhaustion seems glossy,
You need to prove it somehow,
That you are not unknown anymore now!
Until the feelings hit hard on your chest,
Until a stranger can hold your waist,
Until an unknown can call you by your surname,
Until you play something that does not look like a game;
Until you are jealous of some stranger,
Until you know that you are a pretender,
Until you kill someone with their attitude,
You and I are friends with undeniable aptitude;
Both you and I are dazzling and chilling like spring,
With eyes that gleam and minds that softly sing.
Those sweetest words gazing upon the skyline,
A promise made in silence - "Your heart is forever mine."
Both of us are now waiting to meet in the sublime,
Our fate is a mysterious, yet forsaken paradigm.
You smile more and be happy when I am around,
Draw your kiss on my forehead until we are unbound.
Chukwunonso
When you are giving up
Say chukwunonso (God is with me)
When it sims like the world
Has forgotten you
Be strong and say chukwunonso (God is with me)
When the troubles of life
Suppress you rise up and say
Chukwunonso (God is with me )
When you feel down remember
Chukwunonso (God is with me )
Be strong out there my friend
Chukwunonso (God is with me)
Never forget this name
When you are losing hope on life
Chukwunonso (God is with me)
Chukwunonso
We can't be strong all the time
So when you need to hold on in life
Say chukwunonso (God is with me)
Let it be a word of remedy
Cos it is a name of upliftment
Sometimes depression comes
Sometimes anxiety comes
Sometimes we live in fear
Sometimes we lack hope
Sometimes we need something we don't
See yet we can always say
At all situations that ways us down
God is with me
Chukwunonso
woman, oh woman
even after your
constant, daily
treatment of abuse
I demonstrated
I could have been
your karate kid.
In your defense
did I not impulsively
stand tall between
two warring giants
me, a whippet of a kid
arms outstretched
like sabre swords
pleading don't hurt
her....
taking blows
meant for you.
You the one that
inflicted pain 24/7
twisting the
tender skin off
my arm flesh and
leaving huge welts
that stung like
scorpion hot chilies
the umpteen mountainous
goose-egg bumps
you planted on
my tiny forehead
with knuckles
constructed of iron steel.
I demonstrated
a compassionate heart
in dreadful moments,
woman, oh woman
where was your
loving heart
standing in as mother
to an abandoned child
now trapped in a
poor, blazing hellhole.
With fresh eyes anew
...my learned enlightenment
I now understand your
sole/soul's motivation was
the almighty dollar
... hard cash that never
came through for you.
Pure and simple ...
avaricious by nature
most certainly
not nurture and,
please excuse me
while I laugh
you claim
to be a
christian!
Hmm, I say
hypocritical
and evil
to the core.
YOU ARE THE ONE
Be the best you, you can be...even if you have stereotypical strikes against you. Use the back door, dressed in khaki not Gucci, armed with knowledge and the courage to know that you be the best, at whatever you do. And let it be proved, no one can perfect on being you. Make sure whatever you do, you do so well that once you are gone. you'll still be remembered; Remembered for the improvements, and not destruction. King wanted not to be martyred, as he wanted to prove: As I have done you can also do: There’s no difference between you and I; So, do as I have done and even more he would say, prepare yourself with education and the knowledge thereof.
. Stand on passion and be guided by LOVE. Passion and self-determination is the lamp at our feet. Even if you cannot afford a college degree, grab a book from the library and read, be you self-taught or guided by ancestor’s voices. It’s all in a book, the ancestors still care. The way has been paved and the motivation is there. Some made it through on wisdom and prayer. He did not die for us to praise him, he wanted to be an example and his example was ample; To show that just an ordinary man...could leave a legacy and a dream. That all men are created equal ...
So, do even more than I have done he would say Because he has already opened doors and paved the way... Let us not run backwards, forward we tread. His dream is alive and his memory not dead. Stop looking for A leader and become one instead, by his courageous spirit, let us each be led...Billions are looking around for a King, put on your gloves and get in the ring. You are chosen by the mighty.... Yes, you are the one...each of you have a Job to do. Be the best you, you can be. And let’s get this done.!
YOU ARE THE ONE!
Teacher please don't ridicule me
Your words are poisionus and cruel
All I want to do is come to school
Learn how to be confident
And one day be educated enough to rule
Teacher dont underestimate me
I will not always be a clown or a fool
Not everyone was born to be a brain box at school
Teacher please be kind, give me some time
With a little consideration and motivation
I will learn to elevate and climb
Teacher I understand
It's hard for you to watch over
Thirty young women and men
Especially when we think life is like a playpen
Teacher time will pass
I will not always be in your class
But cruel words tend to have an impact and last
I’ll speak of me past of stories once told.
Of men that rode waves out in the cold.
Tales of the strong, the courageous, the bold.
Most of them died young, a few were quite old.
The things that they done sent chills up my spine.
They’d eat mush and swill and drink rum and wine.
When they were happy, they had a swagger.
When they were drunk, they could hardly stagger.
Over and over to battle they’d go,
They’d fight dragons and monster, toe to toe.
They faced their sure death with almost no fear,
They’d charge into battle with a loud cheer.
They looked for treasure, none was ever found.
Pirates ’til death, by their pledge, they were bound.