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Have you ever asked yourself if your meant for something more
Do you ever find yourself searching
Although you never seem to figure out what it is your searching for
Do you trust those who you shouldn’t and doubt those who are true
Have you ever found yourself lost
And had no idea what to do
Have you ever ended up feeling overwhelmed and unable to catch a break
Do you ever find yourself gasping underneath fear
As you smile for them to see but your heart continues to ache
Have you ever wondered what you could have been had you made a different choice
Do you find yourself wishing you could go back
And make them hear your voice
Do you ever sit and imagine having an entirely different life
Have you found yourself daydreaming
And had a happy ever ending as a princes wife
Have you ever questioned if there was a god and why he lets you hurt so much
Do you ever find yourself second guessing everything
Do you ever feel so numb that you can’t feel the slightest touch
Do you ever think that somethings eventually gotta give
Have you ever cried without knowing why
Do you ever think this was not the life you were meant to live
Have you ever found yourself envious of those whom seem to have it all
Do you try to achieve greatness
Do you instead just sit there feeling small
Do you speak your mind or hide your feelings deep inside
Have you been honest
Or just like them you lied
Do you ever find yourself in competition for someone else’s love that seems impossible to achieve
Have you fallen in the shadows of someone else
Do you give up or just no longer believe
Do you ever feel so empty as if nobody sees your pain
Have you ever been pushed aside and ignored
Do you ever feel insane
Have you ever sat there without realizing hours had passed away
Do you ever feel alone
Have you tried to make them proud but they only had bad things to say
Have you ever prayed that god would rescue you from this hell
Do you think that he heard you
Were your prayers answered or next time should you yell
Have you ever witnessed a miracle which made it impossible to not believe in something more
Do you remember the warmth which accompanied it
Do you deserve to walk through heavens door
Have you ever felt so lost and afraid unsure of where to turn
Do you make the same mistakes
Or do you finally learn
Have you ever had something happened to you that scared you out of your wits? I have. It
all began on my birthday last year. (This is not a true story, by the way.)
April 1st, 2009. 8:00PM
My mom threw a huge birthday party for me, everyone in the family was there. A few hours
after the party, my mom was invited to dinner with her new boyfriend. She was going to say
no because she didnt want to leave me alone for my birthday, but I love her too much to
have her give it up. An hour later, my mom and Ray were heading out for dinner. When they
left, I went up to my room, laid flat on my bed, and fell asleep.
10:00PM
Two hours later, I heard a crash coming from downstairs. It woke me up with a jolt going
down my spine. I grabbed my flashlight which was on my dresser, and headed down the
stairs. I checked out the living room, nothing was wrong. I checked out the hallway, nothing
was wrong. Then I walked into the kitchen. Everything seemed to be in place. Just as I
started turning out the door, I noticed somethig odd in the corner of my eye. In the knife
rack, a knife was missing. I searched around the kitchen but could not find the knife. I
ignored it and went back upstairs, back to sleep.
11:00PM
My mom came back from dinner. She screamed up to me saying, "I'm back from dinner. I'm
gonna get some sleep. Good night, and happy birthday."
12:30AM
Later that night, I heard the crash again. It sounded like it was coming from the basement.
So I grabbed my flashlight, raced downstairs. I first ran into my mom's room to make sure
she was alright. She was perfectly fine. Then I ran to the basement and looked around. A
lightbulb had fallen from the ceiling and broke on the ground. I swept it up with a broom, and
put it in the garbage can. I started to climb the stairwell once again, and there I saw it. There
was the kife sitting on the middle of the floor in a pool of blood with red footprints walking to
the closet. I picked up the knife, slowly walked to the closet. The closet was inches away
from me. I could hear a gasp of breath coming from inside. I closed my eyes, swung open
the door and stabbed away. I could feel the blade penetrating something, but what? I opened
my eyes, and realized what I had just done. Apparently, my mother was back from dinner,
and here lies her dates.
Bum.Boom....Bum.Boom....Bum.Boom
The sounds of a drum beat resounding over me.
In her eyes I gaze and wonder of how deep I can go,
The essence of her eastern beauty inticed me.
Hair of black satin rests on her flesh,
The rasberry aroma takes me to a place of imagination.
The touch of her soft hands makes my body feel fresh,
As my mind travels with no limitation.
Bum.Boom..Bum.Boom..Bum.Boom
The sounds of the drum beats double time.
We sit connected through our souls,
Yearning to be one body, soul, and mind,
As we get closer our skin is no longer cold.
As we get lifted and taken to another place,
We leave behind a piece of our selves that we can never recover.
All I can do is stare at her angelic face,
It could never happen with another.
Bum.Boom....Bum.Boom....Bum.Boom
I listen as the sound falls back.
The bliss after the storm is amazing,
As the air is filled with I do's and our souls made contact.
Lovers eyes wild and gazing.
Vows were made not to be broken,
Our love has been cemented.
No evil words to be spoken,
Because to each other we were commited.
Bum..Boom.........Bum..Boom........Bum..Boom
The sound of the drum gets weaker.
Complaceny sets in between the two souls.
Those sweet somethings become bitter,
As the arguments and fighting take toll.
Killing off what God created for his glory,
The two souls forgot about each other.
This once upon a time love story,
Has become a mystery novel that i have yet to discover.
Bum....Boom......................Bum.........Boom
The sounds are far apart and few.
How can this be happening to the firey souls?
Another came in when our fire had no blue.
It was no more than just a flicker as the breeze blows.
Her heartless act has taken apart of me,
Leaving me questioning loves existence.
Why can't our love sustain we,
Through this even a chance isn't givin to persistence.
Bum.........................................Boom
The sounds stop at an abrupt end.
As the sounds stop so does a life,
With no return in sight it can never resend,
All the darkness she left behind brings forth no light.
As my soul looks forward to my dreams,
She can't have them.
They shed light even if it is as dark as it seems,
A new life will begin.
BumBoom. BumBoom. BumBoom.
The sound acts as though it has been resuscitated.
Who is she?
Form:
^As I got up out of my bed today,
I had a thought that won’t go away.
I looked out the window to see sunny skies,
I´m sure that the smile, showed in my eyes.
So I’ll start today with joy not with sorrow,
Because we are not promised tomorrow.
As I showered and shaved and went to the loo,
My thoughts turned, to what I should do.
I could just have a lazy day, after all it’s Saturday,
But that’s not me, it’s not my way.
For each day we wake is a new blessing,
Life is for living, so I’m not messing.
It’s world cup time, so I could watch TV,
A game or two, or even three.
But if I watched three I would feel guilty,
I want to feel like the world still needs me.
So I try to achieve something everyday,
Even if it’s in my own small way.
I call a friend to see that she is OK
We chat for a while, and I hear her say,
She’s doing fine but I could hear that she’s not well
Something in her voice, Somethings wrong I could tell.
So we arrange later to get together,
A coffee a beer or lunch or whatever
So we meet at one and as I arrive,
She rushes to hug me, with tears in her eyes.
After a minute, she says she is fine,
An hour passes then she tells me what’s on her mind.
She has been to the doctor, only to find,
Her days are numbered, it’s the end of the line.
What can I do, what can I say?
I try to console her, in my own way.
I tell her to take it one day at a time,
I will be with her, it will be fine.
It’s hard to take, as I have cancer too
Let’s just have some fun, just me and you.
We start making plans of things to do,
places to visit and some people too.
I am trying to hide my emotions pretend I’m okay,
She see straight through me, then I hear her say.
It will be okay, if you stand by me,
She is smiling now, and that’s great to see.
Hours go by as we sit and talk
It’s about five o’clock, we decide to walk.
After a bit she wants to rest for a while,
Her head on my shoulder, both with a smile.
Sitting admiring the wonderful views,
Right there and then, my friend I did loose.
She never woke up, again from that place,
Now weeks later there’s a smile on my face.
Because she went with a smile, not with sorrow.
She knew that we are not promised tomorrow.
It makes me feel proud to have been her friend,
To have been with her, up to the very end.
Cover this stained façade with my tears
Streaking in rust down this immortal skin
I see the ravens fire rise rocket into the dark sky
Thunder resounds at its dark core
Rusted as feudal lords hide
Hot as the rusted iron worms bore
Winged machines of iron and glass
Thoughts seep into the sleep of gods
Winged shadows perform sacred rites
Bullet the frosty wind of desolation‘s boulevard
Greedy for the seeds of a bitter dry hell
Infernal white, brimstone burn
Bone marrow n stone
This eternal sorrow, of this immortal soul
Deep at the break of dawn
Taste the ashen flesh of sinner and savors
A song of a Golden Heaven resounds, high
This immaculate sky by creation flies, nigh
Tingling of touch, searing of thought,
Blazing in brilliant sight, born deep in sleep
I am wings spread in rudy hue
I feel shadows covering this strange façade
Cling fast from the fading Light
The dying of the Day
The dying of the Last,
Dawn covers forevermore
The currents of an idle mind, void
The moments of judgment to come
The nuclear fire lights
A city full of desire, destroyed
Cry for the troubled waters of creation
The essence of life, wars die hard
In the mouth of the lambs
The lambs to the slaughter
The slaughter of innocence
Spill the tears of an immortal soul
The seeds of an immaculate ejaculate
Cry for the hated deeds done
By some unknown
Known by none, see how they run
The run of rusted tears down a ruined trails
Feel the rotting of these iron hells
See the fading grand empire
Of broken glass
Twisted crosses
Iron wings cover this machine made flesh
A fragile fractal facade
A face so delicately sable
Intricate fingers flex, contract, interweaving
Made of fire, traceing the light of dawn
Made of strings, springs
Some dark strange things
Somethings sit here at the door
Where my shadows dare
Somewhere someone has flown
Under a cold moon running from the sun
Grim passing in the world outside
Iron wings cover me forevermore as pyers, rises
A man’s honor, n pride dies
In these minions of chaos
On the legions of Eternal Watch
Fly these iron wings spread
Their glory, rise flying high
Into a red ragged raging, sky
Into the demise of the glorious
Rays breaking from Valhalla’s Holocaust
Jesus is calling come my people come for the Kingdom of God is at hand.
Arise out of your spiritual graves, look into me and make a stand.
There was a Super-natural move of God. When He parted the Red Sea giving Moses the self- assurance of power to stretch forth his rod.
These signs will be accompanied by those who have the faith to believe.
Somethings are only caught than taught then you can abundantly receive.
Miracles just don’t happen you have to expect. Be open, and flexible, don’t limit Him using your own intellect.
Run fast into the Presence of your Lord and Savior, trust in the Heavenly Father embrace the one you love.
Through the Holy Spirit He will have the readiness to supply provision that only comes from above.
We are like Paul prisoners of Jesus Christ. The "Perfect Sacrifice" has complete ownership there was an ultimate price.
First you must get ahold of the Kings of Kings and Lord of Lords, and love Him with a perfect heart and all you might.
The "Blessed One" will anoint your eyes with eye-salve that you may me. Laying before Him seeking His face stretched out that is the Supreme key.
Attention: An urgent call for action has gone out. There is a wide – ranging noise in the Spirit, the grounds are beginning to tremble, and shake, the heavens are getting excited, a greater pulling away to get alone with the Lord.
Groundwork, preparation, foundational truths, a greater dying out of the flesh
It's all for the God's Glory. This train is about to pull off "All Aboard."
Get ready for the signs and wonders and miracles. This loud noise is the
Holy Spirit it’s
Sounds - (((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((
OF
“Rival"
Behold this is a dawning of a new day. Surrender your all to the Lord allow Him to have His way.
A very important yet dynamic shift is about to occur great multitudes will be affected it’s about to take place.
Don't get ahead Him allow the Holy Spirit to secure your pace.
Set down your pride, all your rights, pre-concede thoughts humble self-put it all at the feet of Jesus and bow.
This super-natural move of God you do not want to miss so come.
"The Time is Now"
"The Time is Now"
They say God will save us....
And those who sin,
will go to hell.
The hell is the life you made for yourself...
So is the Heaven...
To die is to be dead
and be born again...
You choose your life...
You walk your road,
you fight your battles
and you carry on...
You bear a cross, you wear a crown...
We all suffer a time or two,
but it is up to us to stand strong
or fall down...
We dig our own pits...
And our carelessness results,
in us falling in one of them...
We have flaws,
nobody is perfect...
You can't look in the mirror
and say "I'm Perfect
I have no flaws..."
You're not...
and I bet you got a skeleton
or two in your closet...
So what if I did the the things
I've done...
I did what I had to do...
Because I felt it was up to me,
to past a test...
And I've done more than anybody
could imagine...
But I've also had just cause,
to do somethings I've done...
I blame nobody but me...
For I had choices...
But for Love, I blame Love...
Because for my test in love,
I chose to win, anothers' Heart...
But my test turned around...
But I'm like that...
I love, I'll do anything for someone,
I love...
I want a good life
and the one I love to have
a good life...
And I'll do anything,
to make it right...
Right and perfect...
No-body is perfect,
like I said before...
But I want my love to be
Perfect...
I will kill, steal, rob,
do anything to make it right...
And if anybody gets in my way,
will die...
I am very protective,
over my love of my life and child...
There will be no interference..
I believe in faithfulness,
honesty, and truth...
I hate cheaters, fakes, and liars...
But i always forgive...
But there must be an Apology,
and it must never happen again...
If so, punishment will be,
Penalty maybe announced as
Death...
I believe, if you kill those,
whom done you wrong,
the problem will be gone...
Because those who damn you,
and never accept you
will forever give you hell...
So they must die...
I don't like being haunted,
I don't like being an object...
The world is condemned...
Everybody, Poisoned...
Even me...
But sill I have a HEART...
But I can not trust myself,
for I am a little evil...
Yet I live in my beliefs...
So I am true to my word...
Friend or Foe,
you decide how to approach me...
Either way,
I'll always greet you
with a SMILE...
written in CCJ 08-10-2000
I am tired
I am weak
I fail at everything
I am weird
I am a freak
No one likes me
No one cares
The one word to describe me is FAILURE
I dont care about these labels
I dont care about anything
the only thing I care about is you
the only person who gets me
but even you dont understand
even you have labeled me
you might even relish the pain you inflict on me
I am fine with pain
I am fine with names
but being utterly lonely
being utterly scared
these are the things I cant stand
I want to talk
but my lips are sealed
and whenever I do say anything
I feel exposed
being shot down
with a single word
stings my soul
its hard to bind what you cant control
its hard to break that which cant be broken
the way I live now
is sleep through life
hoping praying
that someone will listen
someone will care
someone wont label me
someone will see the person
that I was meant to be
what is needed most
is a friend
someone who knows the pain
someone who feels the same need
someone who feels when I need comforting
someone who wont leave
someone who helps
even when I tell them to go away
they stay
even when I say that I hate them
even when I curse them
even when the very thought of being near me repulses them
they still stay near
they still make themselves be heard
they show me that they care
they show me that they want to help
they show me that I am being stupid
even when Im quiet they can see somethings wrong
even when I am talking about something
and not show anyone that I am hurt
they know
and they help
if only such a person existed
if only one person cared
I could live on
knowing that in a world out to get me
I still have someone on my side
all I want is a friend
pure and simple
a friend just like me
with their flaws and strengths
but I also have my flaws and strengths
people see my flaws more easy than strengths
I just want someone who can see my strengths easier than flaws
I may be tired
I may be weak
and I may fail at everything
I might be weird
I might be a freak
no one may like me
no one may care
but if you do
if you can bear to be near me
then show yourself
from the midst of the crowd
come to me with open arms
show me the light that you bear
in this cold world
Form:
What a fella what a lovely fella happened their way
What a generous fella to kindly offer all these gifts and his services for free
He was of the mind to give them some of his grub
But he waited until it got rank and mouldy first
He then offered them a sip of his tea
But thought it best to spit in it first
He was generous with his backhanded compliments
never missed a beat in his dance of deceit
his two faced stance well maintained to entice the flies to his web
Bothered to put on a show to appear likeable and relatable too, what a gent
As he knit picked at their lives and put a spin on every word they uttered
he meant to gently pump them up for intel for reasons known only to himself
A mission that sadly bounced hard and flopped
For that last bit I blame who ever created the character of James Bond
Has the likes of him curtain twitching and meddling for dear life
Convinced every foreign woman wants to get their mits on them, I mean resounding yuck please!
His exotic fare he elaborately served on a bed of fake pleasantly, seasoned with a dash of bogus laughter
He seemed appalled that they could be handed a chance at anything at all
before he got to take at least ten more chances that he doesn't even need
God forbid anyone else aside from him gets any upliftment
Joy should start and end only with him and his kin
and compassion should only ever be pointed his way
He enjoys his loot only when others stay beneath him, and thrives when disparity amounts
There is a hole where this man's soul ought to be
And that's if it was ever there in the first place
Maybe all he ever had is this humongous gaping emptiness
that he has to fill at all odds because its eating him alive
It seems it can only ever be filled by him generously spreading misery and contempt
He tries to fill it with greed and a haughty demeanour
Little does he know it will never suffice
Somethings no amount of wealth can ever buy
Maybe he never got enough hugs as a child
I mean one might be born into abject poverty
but it never stops their parents from raising loving compassionate children, one hug at a time
Sometimes that's all a soul needs to thrive
What a fella, poor fella with a stone for a heart
and pockets weighed down by gold
Form:
To The Tune Of Christmas Wrapping By The Waitresses
Damn and blast ! Somethings wrong
My dog ran off down the freeway
I was away working hard you see
And didn't see him get away.
My car broke down, things got worse
I called the cops to help me
The perfect ending for me would be
To have car working and dog with me.
So that's - my grief
A broken car and dog not with me
Then the ' cop asked if I'd had a drink
"No" I said "The smell you smell is let me think.
The cop said" We'll have to check.
Step out the car if you please
And walk on straight toward me"
I did try but fell flat on my face.
The cops were laughing and so was I
Even when they put the cuffs on me
"What about my car" I said
One said "It's not going anywhere.”
Then they put me in the patrol car
And took me down to the station
Booked me in, put me in a cell
With some murderers and rapists.
"Not guilty" I screamed out
"Keep it down" a cop shouted.
"Want my lawyer" I said to the cop
"You've got no right to keep me.
Check my aftershave it's not booze
You'll find it's whiskey flavour."
The cop said "Pull the other one
You're spending Christmas in jail this year.
Not on your life, not on your life
I'll be soon outta this place
Not on your life, not on your life
I'll be soon outta this place
Not on your life, not on your life
I'll be soon outta this place
Not on your life, not on your life
I'll be soon outta this place.
Cop laughed and said" Santa might pop
in too
You'll get turkey and some tea"
All I could think of was my poor dog
Alone out on the freeway
Or worse lying in a ditch
Without me to help him.
Then the cop said "I've got news
Your lawyer's here to see you."
My face lit up I started laughing
About time he came to get me
The cell door opened I was free to go
He'd proved to the cops what I'd told them so.
My car had been fixed, they'd towed it in
And to my surprise had found my dog
So glad it was a happy ending.
Couldn't believe it was happening.
I'm so happy, I'm so happy
Now I'm full of Christmas cheer
I'm so happy, I'm so happy
Now I'm full of Christmas cheer.