Long Ooh Poems
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Happy to be here
Is there someone you know,
who's dark days only grow,
And they can't say, they're happy to be here
When a bright, new day breaks,
but, they're afraid to awake,
And they won't say they're happy to be here
refrain
And they can't say they're happy to be here
There's a rainbow, it's true,
it's color's, fading hues,
And they can't find any joy in living
And a bird when it sings,
doesn't mean anything,
There's no meaning in their song of beauty
Bridge
ooh and I feel bad for them......
ooh and I feel bad for them......
And their friends, family,
just want them to be free,
but their thoughts, keep them enchained, in prison
When their hands and their feet,
have been bound endlessly,
and their only companion is sorrow
And a new day is born,
but they feel so forlorn,
and the echoes just bellow with laughter
refrain
And they can't say their happy to be here
Bridge
oooh and I feel bad for them
oooh and I feel bad for them
Every day is a task,
so they put on new masks,
so that no one can see, they've been crying
Like the tears of a clown,
when no one else is around,
How can anyone know what they're feeling?
Bridge
oooh and I feel bad for them
oooh and I feel bad for them
And they say there's a pill,
but they haven't got the will,
they say no pill, can fill, all that's empty
So they live day to day,
and they kneel down and pray
Please forgive me, dear God, for what I'm thinking
Bridge
oooh and I feel bad for them
oooh and I feel bad for them
So you go the next day,
want to wipe their tears away,
but, you get there, too late, to save them
Bridge
oooh and I feel bad for them
oooh and I feel bad for them
They...
just...
couldn't...
say...
they're...
happy...
to...
be...
here!
John Derek Hamilton
September 06,2016
revised and reposted
December 25,2019
re-posted December 24 2020
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In respect to all that are involved..
Its defintion becomes it reason to exsist.
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Happy to be here
Is there someone you know,
who's dark days only grow,
And they can't say, they're happy to be here
When a bright, new day breaks,
but, they're afraid to awake,
And they won't say they're happy to be here
refrain
And they can't say they're happy to be here
There's a rainbow, it's true,
it's color's, fading hues,
And they can't find any joy in living
And a bird when it sings,
doesn't mean anything,
There's no meaning in their song of beauty
Bridge
ooh and I feel bad for them......
ooh and I feel bad for them......
And their friends, family,
just want them to be free,
but their thoughts, keep them enchained, in prison
When their hands and their feet,
have been bound endlessly,
and their only companion is sorrow
And a new day is born,
but they feel so forlorn,
and the echoes just bellow with laughter
refrain
And they can't say their happy to be here
Bridge
oooh and I feel bad for them
oooh and I feel bad for them
Every day is a task,
so they put on new masks,
so that no one can see, they've been crying
Like the tears of a clown,
when no one else is around,
How can anyone know what they're feeling?
Bridge
oooh and I feel bad for them
oooh and I feel bad for them
And they say there's a pill,
but they haven't got the will,
they say no pill, can fill, all that's empty
So they live day to day,
and they kneel down and pray
Please forgive me, dear God, for what I'm thinking
Bridge
oooh and I feel bad for them
oooh and I feel bad for them
So you go the next day,
want to wipe their tears away,
but, you get there, too late, to save them
Bridge
oooh and I feel bad for them
oooh and I feel bad for them
They...
just...
couldn't...
say...
they're...
happy...
to...
be...
here!
John Derek Hamilton
September 06,2016
revised and reposted
December 25,2019
They called it school
I called it hell
From the huge imposing prison like doors
To the doom like toll of the bell
Everyday the same
Running for the school bus
Full of uncivilized Wild kids
Being pushed and shoved
Countless kids in uniform
Fearing the teachers and the day they were born
Satchel bags and lucky bags
Late for lessons again
Going to the headmasters office
For the cane ooh how my bum was in pain
Teacher at the blackboard
Pupils getting bored thinking about girls
Motorbikes and cars
Playing football in the yard
Playing sports in skirts and shorts
The one too big that moma bought
School desks fountain pens and ink
Boy how some of my classmates did stink
Trying to blow up the science lab
Bubbly gum and sherbert dabs
Giggling girls and bashful boys
Girls jutting out everywhere
Pigtails and ribbon on their hair
Always getting into a fight
Going home with a torn blazer and black eye every night
Lots of kisses on my homework
Rolling about in the dirt
Pouring ink into the headmasters aquarium
Holes in your trouser bum
Crafty cigarette hidden behind a wall
Morning assembly in the hall
School dinners you couldn't pick
Forced down your throat and made you sick
Being punished and kept behind doing lines
I must have wrote 'I must be good' a million times
Frog spawn put into teachers bag
Gas taps left on in the lab
The school nurse giving you a jab
Riot breaks out in class Running a race on sports day and coming last
Pea shooter and catapult Pulling your tongue out and being rude to adults
First love and nervous thumbled kiss
Girls with new sticky out bits
Hair growing in places it didn't before
Limbs aching and so sore
Always in trouble up to no good playing truant in the wood
Letting the tiers down on the headmasters car
Girls wearing training bra's
Exams were such a sham but wrote the answers under the bandage on my
hand Teachers talking about things I didn't understand
What a waste of time I was going to be a pop star and soon a man
Those daydreams of youth that still remain aloof
Hiding in the bushes watching girls playing hockey and net ball on the field
I still recall how that used to feel
Long school summer holidays away from hell
School books thrown down the well
Then back to school again to days of terror
And pain up early facing hell.
Peter Dome,copyright.2014. July.
Jealousy runs through my veins
I know that I have tons of brains
Regretting the fact that I'm so selfish
People don't understand me as if I'm talking gibberish
Pre-ch: Throw all of your flawless doubts
Embrace possibilities that open up new routes
Ch: Bring Me Out of the Dark...
Bring me out of the dark...
Please, oh please, I want you back, just don't attack
For you are my freedom park...
You are my highlight of my childhood memories...you were my candle that lit up the dark
The light in which brought me out of the dark
It brought me out of the dark
Seriously, why do I feel this cruel sadness?
My heart is scorching with impure madness
Back away or I will charge like an enraged bull
My head is spinning like the world around me as a whole
Pre-ch
Ch
Sick of reading poetry that brings me down...it's like dreading the fact that you lost your one and only phone
Wishing I can replace my frown and hang it upside down
Feeling like I've been getting out of hand
Longing to find a true friend who will understand
Pre-Ch
Ch
I lost my writings that meant dearly to me
But, write, I must with a heart of creativity
I remove myself from the comfort zone of tension
It's hard to take head of minor or major correction
Pre-Ch
Ch
I abhor the actions of the prideful man who lacks self-control
Haven't he learned to be respectful in his elementary years in school?
What if the world was overflowing with zealous and considerate people?
Clearly, the world prefers competition over an attitude of gratitude that's nonjudgmental
Pre-Ch
Ch
Bridge: Ooh ooh ooh
For I love you and all you do
I will try not to take advantage of you
If you want my help, I will be there
All of the family's burdens I will bear
I really want to be understood like you
It's hard to find my voice these dark days,
Drowned out in the waves of a million lies
Left with only one clue...who knew...
I would end up like you, but I have sympathy towards you
If we both want freedom and acceptance,
We all must struggle and work together
I know we all feel like our responsibilities double...we should stay true to our divine resemblance
Dispose of all worthless emotions for a moment and be the listener -
No matter what happens,
Light will outshine the dark - the light wins
Oh lord my God
I constantly wonder
Taking into account the goodness to me
I see dreams I see the plans of the enemy
they gather up and plan destruction on me
Fill my soul with joy
and acknowledgement of how mighty u are
Just how mighty you are
For the victory u granting me
Though divastated u hold me
and prepare me for my success
Your goodness reigns in my life
your favour ever abundant
Fill my soul with joy
and acknowledgement of how mighty u are
Just how mighty you are
For the victory u granting me
Your overwhelming goodness follows
Like the Israelites, I am favoured
Always in your rader
Ur angels protect me
From the enemy am freed
Fill my soul with joy
and acknowledgement of how mighty u are
Just how mighty you are
For the victory u granting me
u dried the land in the red sea for your sons and daughters
U gathered up waters of the Jordan for them
guided, protected and fed them
The enemy was frightened of them bacause of u
and victory u granted to them
surely Ur power and goodness reigns forever
Fill my soul with joy
and acknowledgement of how mighty u are
Just how mighty you are
For the victory u granting me
When my strength fails me, grant me power ooh lord
when my flesh takes over me
Calm it down ooh lord
engineer me the way you are
So that I will always spent time in your presence
teach me your ways ooh lord so I may not depart from them
Feed me with your word so I never hunger
lemme drink from the stream of life so I will never thirst
let me be yours and teach me to wait upon u
Fill my soul with joy
and acknowledgement of how mighty u are
Just how mighty you are
For the victory u granting me
Ooh holy spirit, my ever silent companion, ooh holy spirit
Come to me ooh spirit and make dwelling in me
forgive me for ooh holy spirit for any blasphemy against u
teach me how to pray, teach me the deepest of heaven
guide me and show me the path ooh spirit
Fill my soul with joy
and acknowledgement of how mighty u are
Just how mighty you are
For the victory u granting me
Even when my time comes and my soul is falling
Ooh lord grant me victory
Lemme share with you in glory the goodness of heaven
Where there is no pain and suffering
lemme join the multitudes and Angeles in worshiping u...
A loaded pistol,
With youthful courage till yesteryear;
Now lies naked and dormant,
And Is found to be lifeless and dead.
Somewhere, buried in my Junkyard,
Playfully tested till now in all arms to shame;
As it shyly, blushes and whispers to admit,
Murmuring its helplessness into my ears.
Ooh! My Childhood friend,
It feels like an impotent;
To be so bullet-less today.
My Golden days have all ended,
Life has become so ignorant now;
As I've become so bullet-less today.
As the pendulum constantly oscillates,
Time has traded fast on twenty wheels;
Looking for some good fortune in distant lands.
And a store-room in my backyard,
Has always remained the same;
And is still kept unchanged.
But never was any eye caught,
Not even mine;
To drool upon the nozzle of that Gun;
Like the way I used to do,
Used to lovingly do before.
Strolling down my kindergarten alley,
When a Gun was gifted on a bright Christmas morning;
It used to amaze me in my childhood days,
As I so excitedly unwrapped and got it out;
From the mysterious and magical White socks,
Which was hung on my bed; Hung all night,
Waiting for a snowy white beard old man;
A laughing sage in an exception;
Who lived on the mystical hill-side view,
Of my Steel city.
Today, after so many years,
A long craved sight fell upon it;
And it instantly drove me back,
To flash my childhood nostalgic days.
When infant Army camps used to settle,
To battle in the air for all day long;
Under the densely old,
Never claimed tree by anybody - 'Our Mango Tree'.
Ooh! How then this pistol fakingly killed,
So many nappie buddies of mine.
Who played and just acted,
To be dead as my enemies.
Ooh..! How strangely it feels like,
A game of now.
When today the lil' me gazing at any topic,
Sitting in my backyard;
Stumbled and pondered to find,
An old vintage Shot-gun of mine.
So curiously digging the wearily torn school bag,
Hanging since ages on the dampened wall.
Ooh..! So clueless, I fumbled upon,
An old vintage Shotgun of mine.
Dumped and buried under thousand other,
Essential antique toys of mine;
Which notoriously has got rotten in rust.
In closed walls of adolescence,
Where white parchments seeps overall;
From moist doors of yesterday,
Ooh..! How strangely it still feels like today.
“The Truth” – Written by Kayla Hamilton
“Why is it that guys end up treating you like a sister?
Why can’t I be that girl that no other has had before?
Instead of calling me hot, they call me cutie.
Then when they ask me something personal I end up lying,
Instead of telling the truth.
--It’s that feeling I get.
The kind where I get all mushy inside when he texts me.
And when I hear his voice.
I would tell the truth, but...I wouldn’t want to ruin the relationship we have now.
I want to be that girl, who can impress him.
But when I try, I don’t want to sound stupid.
I want to be that girl who thinks of me
the moment he wakes up, and when he’s dreaming.
I’m not beautiful. I’m just me. Sometimes I just feel not so pretty or beautiful.
I just feel ugly.
And when he calls me goof, I feel like he treats me like a 12 yr old.
--Then there’s the moment where it seems serious.
He does call me hot, and beautiful.
I just keep wondering he doesn't mean it. That he’s just still used to our “friendliness”.
I’ve always felt like the outsider. He’d hang out and chill with me,
But at the same time had a crush on someone else.
He was into other girls. The one’s that are pretty, and funny, and
I guess “bad”.
When he was into her, I had to act like I didn’t know.
When I saw them holding hands, my heart just dropped.
I was jealous.
No one knew how much I liked him. No one knows now.
Maybe crying in my sleep or trying to forget about it, was all I could do.
I was the invisible one. The friend. Just the girl.
It’s been the past 8 years, and it still hurts.
-Maybe it’s just better to be friends. Maybe it’s just time to move on.
Maybe I need to move on.
-There are others saying “ooh...you better watch out for the guys!”
Well…ooohh...Why hasn’t anyone told me they loved me or liked me in
The past 17 years? Minus family that is.
It’s like if I was taken, maybe he would be jealous.
Just to know what it felt like for me.
Always hurting and crying and not getting over the fact he wasn’t
Interested in being more then just friends.
Well it’s just life. It’s not the way anyone wants it to be.
All I can say is these are my thoughts. This is how I feel.
All I can say is the truth.
And the truth is… I’m in love with you.”
Down For The Count
By MEH3
1....2....3
That was a devastating blow
4....5....6
He is beat up, defeated it is OVER!
7....8....9
Hold on
What do we have here?
Is he getting back on his feet!
Ooh my God
It is a miracle
After that one
he looked like he was
down for the count
Just when I thought it was over
and felt I was defeated
He got me back on my feet
I took blows
from my head to my toes
been shook, shaken and beaten
When they said
"Down he goes"
They thought I was done
Little did they know
He had a plan
for his son
They said..."stay down"
"Don’t get up"
"This is not for you"
"Just let it go"
He said NO!!!
I got you,
I will fight your battles until the end
So get up
and get back in
I will carry you to a win
A victory,
a champion
you will never give in
But I was thinking
"I cannot"
"I give up"
"he wins"
He said, looked at me
are you doubting me again?
I never said it would be easy
You have to stick in there until the end!
You thought it was over
But I have a friend
Who is above all those
Who counted me out
You thought I was done
But it is was not in His plan
He said do not worry about it
and gave me a sneak peek at His hand
Looking forward
I got excited
and jumped to my feet
They said he is crazy
Chopped liver
Done, Complete
But as I caught my second wind
I thought
well let the fight begin
I am ready,
yeah ready to win
I have no worries, no doubts
so let's get it in
Because now I have the faith
that He will be by my side
That He holds my hand
He carried me on His back
Fought that fight
and of course He got that win
Even in defeat He got me back on my feet
I will never be down for the count
Until that day we meet
Even then
it would not be the end
Because I have eternal life
When you thought it was over
He extended His hand
picked me up and gave me another chance
He knew I was a sinner
but He showed me
the true definition of a friend
He told me He will be there until the end
Even though He knows I will sin again
He said He will not depart me
So I got up being determined to never give up
Understanding that I am not down for the count
I am just being patient until then
#ItzMeThePoet
durning a Congraulation ceromony
a guy dressed in tights and glittring
robe, came out complaining about
doing all the chres, while
the others had more
time to be with their women,
he wanted to share time with
his woman. He feared she'd write him off.
we heard his graveling voice
telling her stay1 stay! stand in my
corner! do it damn-it!
shut up and do it!
i am one of the great one's,
i deserve some respect!
Shut up and stay in
my corner!
OOh, ooh, Ooh!
the night vision drops
and I need some loving
how can i if these lazaheifias
keep squatting and doing nothing!
got me working day and night
need more time to freshin up
can't stay fresh!
I can't stay fresh!
Show me some love huh!
Show me some respect!
Take me as I am,
or have knowthing at all!
let me be the one
you know!
you Know!
Aint know woman like
the one i got!
just stay in my Corner!
Shut up and do it!
it's ah wonderful world
man it's some kinda
wonderful.
when i see the end
of the day
i say it's ah wonderful world!
Ah long days night
:but before I let go.
i wanna tell you something
love soft as an easychair
you know,
the easychair the
one you say
now that i've found you,
you understand Mr. Camera man
ah!
ah!
ave maria!
gonna stick cling
and make love with you!
Play the music man!
Play the music
just shut up and Do it!
aint nobody dope as me
i'm so fresh and clean
let me see that thong1
I need some loving man!
I need some lovin!
I don't know much
one thing I
do know
is i love you!
i do
I do
i really
really do!
you are my freind
you my ghetto woman!
shelaya ,
la, la, la
means i Love you
i wanna hold your hand!
it's been such
along time
i still love you
guess I
always will!
you've gone
and made me such a fool
i don't wanna be a fool!
no never again!
cause i am a real
american!
American Woman
get away from me!
Sike!
Come Back and
love Me again!
I was the one who adored you!Stay in my Corner Babe!
Ohh, ooh< ooh, Ooh!
you know I'm married
where did we do that at!
like it!
like it!
like it!
Aint no woman like
the one i got!
Lavender id purple
and bamboo is
green
come woman
be the star of my team!
the delicate balance
of doin it right
the passionate man is me
baby thats outta sight