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You'll never amount to anything
That's what I was told
I stop believing what people spoke
It was getting old
I had full control of what and who I let in my life ??
Trying to fit in people doing things to me that wasn't nice
Talking about me
In the inside I was torn
Just was trying to make a way didn't mean no harm
Felt like the more I tried to do
I'd stumble
May have fell a few times
But I didn't crumble
Trying to escape though
Not that im ungrateful
Just trying to figure out how can be so hateful
Never let your obstacles get the best
Your a conqueror you can pass this test
Its nothing to it
But to go ahead
And really do it(do it)
Quit doubting
Its time for rerouting (rerouting)
Take a look at yourself
And just embrace it
Yes you can do it
Now its just time to face it
Don't put a limit or limitation
To get you out
Out of certain situations
Its a shame
How you will let the past
Determine the future (future)
Everyone makes mistakes that should suit ya
Nobody on earth is perfect
Lets make the best out of life
Lets work it
Put your smile on
Show etiquette,Speak highly
Got the faith inside me
With that along I can do(Thank you Lord)
Whatever I put my mind to
Its nothing to it
But to go ahead
And really do it(do it)
Quit doubting
Its time for rerouting (rerouting)
Take a look at yourself
And just embrace it
Yes you can do it
Now its just time to face it
Everybody knows like I know
It starts with self
Cant dwell on everybody else(everyone else)
You have to have room
For success
Even at your worst
Somehow it shines your best
No matter what you going through
The ultimate decision is up to you
For the better you could change
If comfortable you will remain
Promise you theres nothing to it
Than to go ahead and do it
Its nothing to it
But to go ahead
And really do it(do it)
Quit doubting
Its time for rerouting (rerouting)
Take a look at yourself
And just embrace it
Yes you can do it
Now its just time to face it
Repeat until chorus fades
Written by:Concetta Hardnett
10/6/2015
one in twain yet marked on a blotted page clearly intact through the surface
crimes of passion stirring inside my brutal egg shelled head summon the dead
each of us goes through things another door bell tends to ring fat lady sings you see
Misery is coming apart at the seams the refrigerator is empty we are living on ample time
Cherish those days we used to frolic in a haze like a mouse stuck in its maze so behave
these are desolate times yet we settle for ill but faded rhymes the casualties are enormous
for a stated cause that's just plain atrocious there's a thrill in us all stand up ten feet all
Give me shelter give me peace stand in its relief head down to my feet stand to repeat
Is it safe to say that their is a way leave this cup of poison learn to rejoice in some dream
Cry me a river stand and deliver yet donn't call me late for dinner I'm still a giver
lines being drawn in the sand when to fully understand you can't keep sticking it to the man
Each human heart there's an opened door willing to be explored awe so much more
Look to the orphans and widows in their affliction go to a soup kitchen stand forgiving
There's so much we can do if we put our mind to it there's nothing to it Pharoah blew it
listen before you speak stand tall and teach grow fondly in the notion of grace
Spread out upon my Peyton Place long for a mistake to seal our fate just have to wait
We have fallen on tough times someone needs to break the mends it all depends
lay hold of your brother give them love to discover set in order fond memories
mix up the human chemistry choose instead to reach toward your dynasty nothing phony
got words that rhyme that words to heal someone said its no big deal but who are they
One day at a time sweet Jesus everybody needs us time is going by faster blaster
Remember the old boom box boogy down with the socks like the famed Scott Lerock
we shall stand on top never the bottom like the lonely days of Sodom keep your hats on
like Lynn Swan can't we ever get along and this is the end of this song
Smoke a little weed, drink a little drink, there's nothing to it are so you think, but before you keep going you need to take a good look because underneath there lies a hook. So you do a little here, you do a little there the high is real good and you just don't care, but before you know it your goose is cooked, the jonez is on cause you've been Hooked. Now you're a child of the night and you know this is not right but the hook within controls your body and mind and will lead you the wrong way every time.
So you try to resist but to no avail because that hook has got you hooked and it's taking you through pure hell. You see that hook is very deep and this is so true, but that's what you get when you deal get the Devil's brew. Now the doctor's will tell you that it's a disease, but it's that hook that's bringing you to your knees. Look how the hook is designed, and it has a one track mind. It don't know up, only down and it will take your crown. Then it will make you give up the fight and that's when it will turn out the light.
You know it has to be removed, only if you could, but you can't do it and it will start to even make death look good. Yes that hook is a very bad thing and this is no lie, take it for a joke and it will hang your ass out to dry. It will flopping around like a fish out of water, while bringing and making life harder and harder. There is a way out if you would like to know, God is good and He's the way to go. God will remove the hook and not just break the line, while leaving the hook within and still driving you out of your mind.
You see leaving the hook in and just breaking the line, will having you going to meeting ever day, while praying to God, you don't slip and loose your way. For Jesus died for us on the cross He gave His life so we wouldn't be lost. So you can turn to Lord Jesus when your life is in shambles or when somethings on you that you can't handle. So think before you do your next drug or take your next drink. STOP, take a good look because underneath, there lies a HOOK.
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Exploding Airbags
There you have it, another car user death reported in an accident..
Somewhere in Houston , Detroit a 17 Year old is the latest statistic...
As in any day, while being on the road, we risk getting into an accident..
As luck would have it, most of us survive to live and tell, to relive the incident....
With the latest technological advances in vehicular safety incorporated in cars..
We all spare nary a second thought on the issue of exploding airbags in cars...
But this latest accident, what a scary piece of news for the unwary driver...
The car being driven, it could have been fitted with faulty air inflators...
There has been a massive recall on affected cars the world all over....
Is that nice family car you are driving one of these affected car models...
In this latest accident, this unlucky Richmond girl rear ended another car...
Nothing to it, it was just a minor accident, another mishap involving cars...
In the words of the investigating police officer, most people safely walk away..
But in this unfortunate case, the sudden jolt triggered the airbag inflators...
Safe to imagine, the exploding force blasted to smithereens metal canisters...
Imagine the split second moment of flying metal shards and shrapnels all over..
What an unimaginable deathtrap in the fine cosy interior of a nice family car...
If one is unlucky, one will not live to tell the tale of walking away unscathed..
So here it is, a little info on this unintentional death that endangers all drivers...
Each time we get into our nice family cars, are they safe enough, do you wonder?
http://www.thestar.com.my/news/nation/2016/05/05/honda-two-more-takata-linked-airbag-deaths-in-malaysia/
http://finance.yahoo.com/news/honda-reports-10th-us-death-192952748.html
http://finance.yahoo.com/news/11-people-died-due-exploding-200801611.
http://www.safercar.gov/rs/takata/takatalist.html
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Written in Free Verse
There's a star with my name written on it
I wrote it, so that's how I know
Came to me in a dream one starry night
Instant star of night I become.
In filigree lace I adorned myself
Placed a tiara on my head
Then made up my face like a beauty queen
And sprayed silver sheen on my hair.
Ready for action I soared into space
Leaving contrails above earth
You'd never believe the journey I had
Met the moon man,though sad he seemed.
Said he had no beams, that they'd wandered off
I said try borrowing from sun
Next, angels said there's no reason to hark
And only had harps without strings.
I reached my star, on it my name I wrote
Though tough as the star was aflame
The journey back home was not all that bad
Though I landed down with a smack.
Then I woke up, with my heart full of pride
That my name was now on a star
Anyone can do it, nothing to it
Make your mind up, follow your dream.
* * *
Rewritten in Swap Quatrain
There's a star with my name on it
I know for ‘twas me that wrote it
In a dream I flew high and far
With my name on it, there’s a star.
I was dressed in filigree lace
A sparkly tiara in place
Never felt so good or blessed
In filigree lace, I was dressed.
Rapid I rose up high in sky
Alike a bird, found I could fly
Passed by the moon, how his face glows
Up high in sky, rapid I rose.
When I reached sun, much later on
So very hot, soon I was gone
Sun said we could’ve had fun
Much later on, when I reached sun.
I reached my star, it wears my name
My one and only claim to fame
See my name wherever you are
It wears my name, I reached my star.
When I awoke I felt vast pride
And a joy that I could not hide
In gold are the letters which I wrote
I felt vast pride, when I awoke.
Telepathic With Pitbulls, they're telling me they're tired/
Of all the trash metal, they wanna be inspired/
So go and retire while you have a chance/
Your career might be alright if you freelance/
Telepathic, I can hear you and I'm feeling the same/
I am disappointed, in what they have become/
My verses are warming, like a moth to flame/
If nobody got you then I got you, I'm changing the game/
Betting on me is not really not a gamble/
Since I came in the game, their life has been in shambles/
When it's all said and done, I'll be in the Hall of Fame/
I shoot for the stars but the stars are not my aim/
I know what people want, they tell me all the time/
My music is out there, flawless rhythms/
I would say I do this for a hobby/
But that would be a lie and a lie is a crime/
That's why those metal heads are locked in my bars/
I continue to rock YouTube from earth to Mars/
It seems that my style to you is derogatory/
I'm just telepathic with pitbulls and this is my story/
My verses are voodoo, savage, and vulgar/
I eat the competition like nothing to it/
I got my fans in the booth when I rock/
The stuff I come up with put me in shock/
Did I just say that, did I just create that/
I listen to your metal like did I just play that/
The voices in my head is saying take over the game/
You're the best these other guys are running out of ideas/
I'm irrefutable, my style is suitable/
My conscience is so out of this world, I got a third eye/
The way that I observe the game/
Is like a bird's eye view/
I see every angle... Truth, I see every angle/
Like the Bermuda Triangle, I'm right in the pentacle/
You'll understand later if you sit and let it pull/
But I'm a different breed, I'm Telepathic with pitbulls/
I'm that one grain that stands out/
Candy Crush is a computer game that people like to play
But Candy Crush to me was revealed a different way
My adrenaline would flow, there would be a quick rush
For this guy I liked a lot and had a real, big crush
Having a crush on him meant I would find a way
To do extra, special things to brighten up his day
My Candy Crush, I played it only once a week
I'd place candy in his draw where he would go and seek
I'd buy candy for my Candy Crush cause he was just so sweet
I'd think of all the different candies he would love to eat
There were Snickers, M&M's, Baby Ruths and Smarties
You know the sour tart candies people have at their parties
There were Peanuts and Skittles, can't forget the Red Hots
And the chocolate covered raisins, oh he liked those a lot
I'd place candy and cookies and different types of chips
And when no one was around, I'd say, Let me kiss those lips
Not so much a long kiss, for I only wanted a peck
And every time that we embraced, I'd softly kiss his neck
I would leave him little sticky notes, for that's just how I do it
Having him as my Candy Crush was really nothing to it
Yeah, that was Just Us, our moment in time
And if I wanted to reflect, I'd just simply press rewind
It would only be ten dollars on the candy I would spend
For just to see him with a smile, I'd do it all again
It's a Capricorn thing, some of you may not understand
There are times we just do it, we don't take the time to plan
Candy Crush ended when I saw the wrappers in another room
For he was giving it to other workers, or so I would assume
I bought the candy and all kinds of treats
Just for him and not others to eat
Cheeky I may be, for that's just how I am
And whoever don't like it, frankly I don't give a damn!
...The last day they rode slowly back,
still giving each other naughty looks,
a love affairs go, theirs was intense,
truly one for the record books.
Merrick hesitated to leave her side,
then Clarice looked him in the eye,
said,”I have something I have to say
before we bid farewell for good.”
“I know you probably think that we
could be a truly wonderful thing.
Much as I wish this could go on,
I know what the future brings.
I must return to responsibilities,
but thank you for making this fantasy…”
With that she reached into her coat,
and slipped on a wedding ring.
She kissed him softly on the cheek,
then drove away rather quickly.
Merrick’s mind reeled from it all,
left him feeling unsteady and sickly,
But he had a week off ahead,
and spent most of it brooding in bed,
when not sleeping he was at the bar,
sitting silent, and acting quite prickly.
But Merrick had to pay the bills,
so he pulled himself out of his slump,
went into the ranch for another tour,
hoping none would see his blue funk.
Boss said,”Got another requesting you,
paid in advanced for weeks one and two.
Show her the sights, nothing to it,
I tell you, this one’s a slam dunk!”
Merrick wasn’t really feeling it,
but he kept that to himself,
he saddled up Sun Down and High Fiver,
preparing for a two-week spell.
The job was the job, he had to go,
even if his movements were slow,
perhaps it wouldn’t be that bad,
he supposed only time would tell.
A car pulled up and out of it stepped
a platinum-haired beauty sublime,
Merrick stopped dead in his tracks,
his words he was trying to find.
She said,”Hi. My name’s Dani,
I hear you’ve got a horse for me?”
Merrick stammed,”Y-yes, I do.
Are you ready for a good time…”
by Robert (Bob) Moore © 2016
For all who suffer Arthritic pain
they know when it’s going to rain
aches in joints, won’t go away
just got to get through another day
We all have it to some degree
I know you feel it more than me
I try to support you when I can
and do some jobs, but I’m just a man
Can’t do the wash the way you like
I think it’s only in your psych
blacks and whites don’t wash together
hang things out, but watch the weather
That can fade, hang inside out
that will need three pegs no doubt
hang by the top, to keep it straight
coat hanger there, to take the weight
cooking needs a whole new plan
I used to cook as a single man
but eggs and bacon wont suit her needs
something fancy, full of seeds
Steak Dianne, that sounds real nice
Worcester sauce and oven fries
thickened cream and parsley fine
a dash of Brandy, or maybe wine
I really wish that I could do it
people say there’s nothing to it
if that’s what she wants, then all I say
you can make it, when your better eh.
Housekeeping is where I really shine
vacuum, dusting, it all looks fine
don’t move the armchairs, don’t look behind
‘cause if you do, then dust you’ll find
Then into the bathroom, that’s a lovely place
scrub the grout and tiles, till you can see your face
all the glass and mirrors, must be bright and clean
and finish with the toilet bowl, polished to a sparkling sheen.
I proudly say “I’m Finished” (it’s taken me 2 days)
and now comes the inspection, to learn the error of my ways
that’s nice she says, its saved me time, and I’m feeling better too
and the rain may clear tomorrow, so thanks a lot to you.
(she’s nice)
During a tour in this island nation,
a Maori guide was seeking a nomination.
Among our tour he sought out a spokesman,
to respond to the chief's words, as a small token.
"Sir, will you represent your touring tribe?"
"Yes," I responded, "for a very large bribe!"
I wanted to know what was required.
Giving a speech was nothing I desired.
"No. There's nothing to it at all.
Just go up there and stand up tall."
As we closed in on the Maori stage,
changes to instructions began to be made.
"Say some words when the chief's talk is done.
It's just a matter of having some fun."
"You must always show a serious face.
Or the chief will put you in your place."
"In your speech, you must show respect.
Or the gravest insult, the chief will suspect."
I was as nervous as one could be.
I seriously considered an option to flee.
"Don't worry too much," the Maori man said.
"I'll give you some cues to ease your dread."
The chief rambled on with his lengthy speech.
Then it was my turn, into the breach.
Nervously, I told the chief about my tribe.
"We're from a cruise ship, traveling far and wide."
I could think of nothing else, just wanted to be gone.
The guide then whispered, "Sing the chief a song."
Again, the Maori guide bent my ear,
"Have your tribe do a song near and dear."
'Take Me Out to the Ball Game' invaded my mind.
Could I get away with that this time?
I asked my tribe to all pitch in.
And we all sang loudly that sporting hymn.
Congratulations were given, a job well done.
Everyone cheered as they had much fun.
I was so glad that things worked out.
Would I do it again? Without a doubt!