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It stands alone four square, white-washed straw-thatched,
small window panes, black frames, and out back chickens hatched,
pecking weedy ground around a single willow.
Set just a little back from single country lane,
high-hedged between the farms with tracks for bumpy tractor rides,
strong arms to try and guide wobble wheels on hardened sun-dry ruts,
to draw trailored dung across winter's dark and muddy fields.
Father's fingers, numb with frost by hand-picked sprouts,
with dawn's dim light not yet bright enough to warm his back.
And hundred weights of summer grain on neck and shoulder,
staggered through barn doors to store, to tip hessian sacks piled high,
sack upon sack.
My mother, crushed and bruised at milking stall,
squeezing squirting teats to fill the milking pale,
to complete them all before mucking out the dung and straw,
then moving on to something more which bends the back
and rubs sodden foot sore in chilled hoof-trodden boot.
This was no Eden's garden which followed war enough to harden
even softer souls.
Yet, it was a paradise for smaller feet to roam free among the fields,
not caring when to make for home and sup on sprouts that dad had picked
and mum had peeled, and soft cooked, with such hard labour,
all overlooked by youth, and by youth's youthful ignorance.
For some, certainly for dad, and for mum,
Eden's garden gave way to thistle and to thorn,
and to sweated furrowed brows serving children's carefree days,
and precious hopes for first and second son.
These rode upon the carts and crossed the dykes in leaky barrels
and threw their stones at tethered bull not caring for the weather,
whether fine, or whether dull, or whether small gloved fingers numbed with chill.
For them that Eden's garden was a Paradise still,
and though choking staining seed was sown, it was not yet grown,
and eyes not yet exposed to serpent's smaller gardens,
composed for ever younger eyes, for the tainting and enslaving of ever younger lives.
That wiley snake now lurks and lies inside dark orchards of delight,
a world explored unseen from pillowed comfort,
and sometimes in the darker night with a different sky blue light,
that Eden web now known world wide, that Eden made with fallen pride,
that Eden oft obscene, that Eden all of lies, that lies behind the pixel screen.
Life most certainly seems like it’s so easy to some people
And you may be right on, to something
That is, if you are looking at life as a, one period at a time, thing
But when you get the chance to add every period together
Then his life or hers, is not so different than yours
It’s just a matter of how we wear our differences
Life is a lot like the clothes we put on
And/or whether, if how we wear it, puts a smile on our faces
And how that same smile can be re-assimilated to other races
It’s all about reaching the best illusions of the truth
And the truth is…We can wear anything we want to
You and I, certainly earned our right to choose
We’ve inherited it
That is your gift
And your gift is the same as mine
But it is the same in a different way
Like how an art is different to another art form
Where every art is beautiful
Where every beautiful thing has its story
Where every story has a home in mind
And where every home is also where the heart wants to live
But I’m not talking about the heart that pumps blood in our veins
But the heart with its entire soul, unified in spirit
Like when you close your eyes, knowing full well God is in it
Like the most feasible conclusion to a punch line
Sometimes it doesn’t make sense but you get it anyhow
Because for some reason the joke made you to laugh
And your laughter makes someone else, to laugh
And all the sudden, you are a genius
All because you recognize the point to a period
And life gets reborn; that moment on
But seriously the joke is in you
And I mean that in the most constructive way
Because if you were to break that down to the tiniest piece
Life becomes all too small to miss
Or else we’re left just to reminisce
I suppose, that is, what it is, where it comes to the truth
We can only control what we can control
And we can only become who is already inside of us
And so, I thought we must all reach a point of acceptance
"This is who I am"
"This is who we are"
Individually "This is my world"
Together, “It’s ours universe”
There’s always a time to be picky and to be reserved
But now is definitely not one of those times
Because this moment, is your time to choose
As to which life to wear and what makeup to make up on
Where the best way to celebrate being, the same, is to make a difference to others
By:Wilbert E. Dela Cruz
Lord, why is it that when we see articles about aborting your babies,
we move on to something else ... and even sometimes get angry?
Why do we argue among ourselves about that?
Is it true, even in these days of scientific break throughs,
that some of your people still believe that abortion
is not the killing of a Human Being?
Isn’t it strange that the killing of babies, which used to be considered evil
at one time, is now considered . .a right?
Even we that are graced enough to still deem it to be wrong, vote for abortion
proponents without a fight.
Knowing of the politician’s abortion voting record, why do
we vote for them anyway with some other excuse in mind?
Oh Lord when you return; .. just what will you find?
You said, “Love each other as I have loved you.”
...Will we argue with You also when our life here is through?
You see Lord we were only voting for the “ choice” to kill your babies.
Choice is the key word here, don’t you see?
I’m sure You must understand legality.
We wouldn’t kill them ourselves. We only pay others to do it with our taxes etc.
So if others I vote for push for laws to "legally" kill them,
what’s that got to do with me ?
I didn’t vote for them on that account, it had to do with the economy you see.
Am I my brother’s keeper? Besides, those babies have never met me.
You also said, Lord, “Seek ye the Kingdom of God and all else will be given unto you.”
Knowing what really happens when we vote for “choice”,
is that still seeking the Kingdom of God?
So Lord, I was thinking….. Your statement about Seeking the Kingdom of God …
..and all else shall be given unto you….. Is that choice too?
Is voting for politicians that we know push for more abortion rights....
Is that seeking the Kingdom of God .. if they call it "Choice" or "Women's rights"?
And if not … what will we get if we choose not to seek it
... you know... by voting for one
who has a record of pushing to kill Your babies.
Isn’t that our choice too? Do we get to vote on that, Lord?
I mean, You know, voting on what we want
that statement of Yours to mean?
Let us know about that okay, Lord?
I thought for sure you already had.
Thanks for your time Lord. I mean .. seriously …
Thanks for “YOUR Time.”
There are people who can walk away, And hera me when I tell u this!
When people can walk away from you let them walk
I don't want to try and talk anothere person in to staying with you . Loving you
calling you,caring about u, comeing to see you,staying attached to you.
I mean hang up the phone
When people can wlk away from u let them walk , u'r denstiny is never tired to any
body that left.
The bible said that, they come from us, but they were not of us:
for if they had of us,they wold no boubt have continued with us: but they went out,
that they might be nad manifest that they wre not all of us[1 John2:19]
Pepole leave you because they are not joined to you, you can't make them stay.
Let theme go. And it does sent mean that they are a pereson it just means that
their part in the story is over.
And you've got to know when peopl's part in u'r story is cover. So that you don't
keep trying to raise the dead. You've got to know when it's over.
Let me teel you something, I've go the gift of good-bye.
It's the tenth spirtual gift
I belive in good-bye
It's not that I'm hateful, it's that I'm faith ful, and I know what ever
God means for me to have
He'll give it to me
And if it tackes to much
Sweat I don't need it
Stop begging people to stay
Let it Go....
If you are holding on to something that doesn't belong to you and was never
intended for you're life, then you to
Let It Go..!!! AMEN
If someone had angered you...LET IT GO!!!
If you are holding on to some thoughts of evil and revenge...Let It Go!!
If in involved in a wrong relationship or addication...Let IT Go!!!
If you keep a bad attitud...Let It Go
IF you keep judging others to make u'r self feel better ...Let It Go!!
If you are stuck in the past and god is trying to take you to a new level in HIM...Let
It Go!!
If you are strugging with healing of a broken relationship..Let It Go
If you're depressed and stressed..Let It Go
If there is a particular situation that you are so used to handing youre self and
God is saying take your hands off of it then you need to..Just Let It Go!!
Let the past be the past.
Forget the former things
God is doing a new thing for 2006!!Just let it go!!
Get right or get left..
Think about it and then LEt It Go!!!
The petal opens with a smile filling the room with its succulent fragrance and absorbing the radiant light with the stillness of the night and the shadows running down the wall really make you look small. The bussing bees with pollen in its wing flies around the light with a joyous hymn and voices resonate from abroad.
I felt a sudden passion radiating from my soul merging with something deep, it’s like a rudder on a ship steering its way above the big waves maneuvering the storm and finding the calm just before dawn. It is the turbulence of the soul that sometimes makes me feel bold, and when the tides are rising high I can connect with the vision in the compassionate sky.
I saw you standing there walking towards me and smiling. I wasn’t sure if I should trust this profound feeling or put on a facade with a greater meaning. I felt the ambiance of desire crawling up the breathless trees with the roots spreading apart and the branches rubbing against each other just before night fall. The leaves rustle and tussle against each other and the moment lit up and we become one and so the forgiving sky kept its promise.
The moment slowly drift away and we cross on the other side with traveling stars as our guide. We held each other hand clearing landscape in the distance with magic and awe spreading in our precious hands and the moment drew near.
Lilies of assorted colors arranged in distant rows following us wherever we go and the morning glory with purple and pink petals arranged in the center of the road gave us permission to trespass through the town and when the evening was done we made our way on the sentimental stage.
They came from different direction from every country and creed with loads of gifts and sentiments that could clear America’s debt and balance the budget. It could buy ten countries in a row and left trillions to run the promiscuous show. Good deeds are hard to find and when I hold on to something I know that it’s mine.
I can hardly believe that it’s true when they hand me something in a tiny bag for me and you, it send rays of light through the trees and a sudden warmth filled my stomach. The stage began to move and the crowds filled the open space around us breathing excitement and fun and we drift in a sentimental bliss.
A loving father once said of his now deceased son, "I shall go to him, but he shall not return to ME"*. It was his way of acknowledging REALITY. If our lives involve an ocean beach, we live with the high and low TIDES. We learn to adapt to things we do not control and roll with them in THRIDE.
To keep reaching for or holding on to something that you once SAW, Refusing to see the hand-writing on the wall, is clutching at STRAWS. It's not over until it's over, but you must know when it is finally OVER. Even in Spring time, how long is too long to look for for a 4-leaf CLOVER?
The Lord sought to heal and restore Israel until there were no more REMEDIES**. Mercy triumphs judgment because we want to give every possible opportunity for a situation or relationship to work. In a sense, The Lord let go of the straws. Sometimes we have to possess the ability to expose and judge human TRAVESTIES.
Often it is next to impossible to turn and walk away when it rains on our PARADE. If the sun beams down upon us, and the tree that we have relied upon for SHADE has been cut down, it is not a time for WHINING and CRYING. We must FACE the music and plant another tree in its PLACE. If it doesn't rain, and water is scarce, a rock lawn may be more appropriate than one with GRASS. When we have spilled the milk, we must wipe it up, grab a cookie, and pour another GLASS.
091820PSCtest, Clutching At Straws, Kai Michael Neumann *2 Samuel 12:23; **Jeremiah 36:16; 18 Rhymes in Caps
Don’t ever give up
If u still wanna try...
Don’t wipe your eyes
If u still wanna cry...
Don’t stop asking questions
If u still wanna know “why”
...don't say you don't love him…
If you can’t let him go
Because it’s gonna take some time…
Never Try To Hold On To Something
That Is No Longer there…
It will Just Hurt You Even More...
And sometimes…
Holding on hurts worse then letting go…
Heartbreaks are only for the proof of having a heart…
It may be broken…
But it still continues to beat…
When love is gone
And it seems like
There’s no arms to run to anymore.
She feels all alone
And like there's no one for her to live for.
She doesn’t know how to
Let go of the things she’s always clung to…
He was supposed to be there for her.
To fight back her fears
And wash away all her tears.
But that doesn't matter anymore.
Because after time his words sank in…
And there’s no changing what’s already been…
She closes her eyes…
And whispers to herself…
“I don’t wanna say that I still love you… It hurts me everyday thinking about who
you are kissing now…
But I’m not gonna lie… I’ve begin to let you go with every tear I cry…
In some time, I too, will be able to say ‘Goodbye’”
She needed someone
No one was there...
She asked for help
No one answered...
She begged for forgiveness
No one cared...
She screamed for attention
No one took notice...
She cried for you
No one dried her tears...
So she’s come to realize…
Real eyes
Realize
Real lies…
And a million words wouldn’t bring you back
She knows because she’s tried…
And neither would a million tears
She knows because she’s cried…
Her strength from enduring all the pain he caused is beginning to surface
She’s starting to realize she doesn’t deserve this…
So she whispers into the wind
“Someday he will be sorry
Someday when he is free
Memories will remind him of what we used to be…
And how no one can hold him like me…”
You only realize
How much you love someone
When they're gone…
Hearts are often broken
By words unspoken
Every thing happens for a reason.
.
The years passes quickly and my heart kept holding on to something profound and an age old practice refused to leave the town; my heart cannot say goodbye for upon it your destiny lies.
Morning cracks the notorious code and spill the beans all over the road and since then the dreams stall in the tree and everyone starts making mockery of me, they are trying to sink my dreams to the bottom of the sea but nature is still looking out for me and time will set me free.
Year whose sins are pack with greed kept moving at an indefinite speed, sometimes the days are rupture in the sun and the months are lost in time but I kept holding on to life. Sometimes if feels as if no-one is there and my heart began to fear. I see missiles parachuting in the sky and clouds yonder bellowing with smokes and spitting fire out of its throat, while and the sea opens its gut but the universe declines to shut.
Warring years locked up in a vault in the ocean come and unlock the spirit of the living and dead, and roll back the cruse in the sea before it has the better of thee; it has been there for a thousand years ejecting chaos in the atmosphere, the ancestors have left it there, with instructions to open it in a specific year and it must be done before the end of the year or your sorrows will doubled and your miseries will never leave you.Open the vault at the bottom of the sea and set millions of souls free.
The substance that is grounded in the earth will start moving with the dirt, move to a place of safety and conquer the dust of time and you will have freedom in your mind.
My soul is shaking with the ground and all the lost sheep are already found, my inner soul is praying for thee and I want to see everyone happy but my dreams kept floating on the sea, please make haste to rescue me.
Lost years make music in my ear and the sorrows we feel are real but life as provide the perfect shield, and the pains we feel
Will soon disappear as memory fades with the fleeting years.
Its 3 am, I lay awake gazing at the ceiling
Wondering if I should let go, if I will find another love like you
I ask myself how things would have turned out if you had said yes
I wonder how it would have felt kissing your lips, holding your hand
How I would have felt hearing you whisper the words I love you in my ear
The warmth of your breath caressing my skin, your heart beating against mine
Thinking about things I should have said or done differently
It’s been hard holding on to a love that I know will never be
But it’s been even harder every time I tried to give up knowing you are everything I need
I love you and its killing me, you make me smile even if you are the reason I’m sad
I am scared of losing you forever and then again you’re not mine
Simply amazing, The dream that will never be, You are beautiful
Poems from my heart to you and years later I still can’t have you
You are the girl that all my poems are about
You are the girl that is always on my mind, in my heart, dreams and plans
You are the girl I want to have babies with, grow old with and spend and multiple eternities with
From the moment I said hello I knew I wanted you forever
If there is one thing I have done right, it’s giving my heart to you
I can’t breathe without you, I can’t be happy without you, but I have to let go
It’s time to say goodbye my love, I have to move on even though the heart wants to hold on
I will always love you but I can’t keep on holding on to something will never be
I can’t make you love me and you can’t make your heart feel something it won’t
I tried my best, I tried to get into your heart but I can’t make you love me
Please promise me you always remember me.
Giving up on us has been the hardest thing I have ever done
But I just don’t want to go knowing I meant absolutely nothing to you
I will never forget you, I will always keep you on my mind and in my heart
I will always love you my love
Goodbye my love
I paid a million dollars for entrance into this amusement park and I thought “hey
this better be worth it”.
A million kisses
A million hugs
A million intense conversations about life and love
The first rides were amazing…I had gotten my money’s worth.
I never wanted to leave
I was trapped and it felt good
Happy
Thrilled
Just like I thought I would.
Other amusement parks seemed to be non existent
The more I rode the rides in the one that made me feel
Free.
Only after the first couples of rides
I just knew that this was the one for me
And no one could ever change my mind.
I paid a million dollars for entrance into this amusement park and I thought “hey
what was I thinking”.
A million arguments
A million lies
A million times you said goodbye
For some reason the rides were’t so fun anymore…. In fact they had gotten a bit
scary.
Most times I felt like leaving
I was trapped and I could’t find a way out
The fulfillment that the first few rides had brought me
Were still somehow keeping me there
I tried some of the other amusement parks but,
None could make me as happy as the one I loved so much
In the beginning.
So I tried to have a little faith
A little hope somewhere in my heart
A little courage to accept the fact that this park was not perfect
Thinking that one of these rides, just one….would somehow re light that spark
I paid a million dollars for entrance into this amusement park and I thought “hey
this is not for me”.
A million apologizes
A million make up and break ups
A million moments spent thinking to my self
“Girl you better shape up…
Love isn’t expecting you to fight for it, it wants to fight for you.
There will be no confusion when it comes your way.
You’ll know when it’s true”.
Damn I thought I was on to something!
But, I guess that’s the name of the game.
And, the way I look at amusement parks
Will never be the same.