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Signing up for philosophy 101
Hi I'm here to sign up for the philosophy course
Why?
Because I have many unanswered questions!
Like what?
What is the meaning of life?
What is life?
I don't know, that's why I'm here
But...are you really here?
I don't know I think so!
What is the proof of your existence?
I have a birth certificate, a Photo ID
.
ok ok How do I know this is you and not your parallel you from another
parallel universe?
You have to take my word for it!
ok
So how much for the course?
$500 cash only
I don't have cash, I have debit card only
No debit, this is Philosophy school, we only believe in what we see
invisible money is not money!
ok I will have to go to the bank and come back do you have time?
What is time?
It's 5:30pm
no, not what time is it, what is time?
I don't know, that's why I want to take the courseto answer all my questions
Speaking of time what time do classes start?
7am
That's really early isn't it?
Not really, it's all relative...there are no absolutes...there is no correct answer
it's all true if you believe it!
so I can come at 8am then?
No! absolutely not, classes start 7am sharp!
So then what can I expect to learn about God?
We don't believe in God, God only exists in the minds of the weak. We only believe in what we see.
Ok then ...what about wi fi?
what about it? Do you have it?
Of course we have the highest technology here!
How can you have wi fi if you just said you don't believe in what you can't see?
you can't see it, yet it exists how is that possible?
(Silence)...
Can I bring my notebook?
yes and bring a pen too!
no...I mean my computer
Of course, of course, bring your computer
ok (5 minutes later)
So I'm back with the cash...here's your $500.00
Thank you
Wait a minute! How do you know that's real money?
We have a counterfeit detection system to identify false bills.
You know what! I have a built in counterfeit wisdom detection system
it's called common sense! I changed my mind, I want my money back!
What money? What is money?
My $500.00
Who are you? Do you really exist? Do I exist? Does money exist?
I'm calling the police, tell it to the judge!
John Derek Hamilton
May03,2016
Now, as I retire after 50 years and look back on my life amid the well wishes from friends and the realization that this old body can no longer handle what my brain still yearns of me, I have no regrets for I have won this race. I have won because my adventure bucket list decanted from a fast pace to a slower pace of painting, writing, hunting, and fishing, taking the place of horses and playing cowboy leaving only the motorcycle to soothe the rush. My focus has drawn more to Jesus and sharing with others his abundant grace and love. He really is the Prince of Peace. It is the peace of knowing that the God, who encompasses all the universe, knows me by name, hears my prayers though a sea of humanity is issuing prayers also. He sent the Christ to shed his blood for me and the Holy Spirit to live in me, though I’ve battled him to go my own way. His name is written on creation, is seen in the stars and his image lives in mankind and nature on this earth. He is the first and the last, he is the Alpha and Omega he is the Godhead which is mentioned three times in the Bible and verifies John 5:7 “For there is three that bear witness in heaven, The Father, the Word, and the Holy Spirit and these three are one. and there are three that bear witness on earth, the Spirit, and the water and the blood.”
Jesus told Peter that He would send a comforter [ the Holy Spirit.] to them. Only God could do that.
It was Yahweh, though I fail him, that let me survive those stumbling steps of my life. It is Christ that
Is truth in his glory and atonement, through his blood, he is the perfect lamb of God.
Romans 1:21 Because that when they knew God, [ Jesus] they knew him not as God, they glorified him not as God; but became vain in their imaginations and their hearts were darkened. Romans 1:22. professing themselves to be wise they became fools.” This reminds me of what we see now in America.
John17:4 I have glorified thee on earth: I have finished the work which thou gavest me to do.
John 17:5 And now, O father, glorify me with thine own self with the glory which I had with thee
before the world was. [A witness to the Deity of Jesus.]
Do not take my word for any scripture I defend, judge for yourself.
Love Story of two Innocent Hubby & Wife:
https://youtu.be/OpLD97fG9Hw
Oh beloved with the Beautiful eyes.
Give me your heart or give me a curse.
I am crazy about you.
I am a carefree lover.
Girls start talking with the boy
Oh beloved who fibs
Your face look innocent but your heart seems black.
Your love are going to be plundered.
And your love are going to end up with Broken Hearts.
Boy exclamied with joy.
Go lady.do whatever you can do.I have coloured your whole fair body with my true feelings of love.
Girl shows her anger again
Hey boy,Take my word for it.
I promise you that.I am going to hang you for such activity.
Boy again enjoy with words of his gf.
I am your true lover.
I would happily accept the noose,i would die if you want.
Girl told him
I would give you my heart,
If you could scare me.
Parents atlast solve their problem
They told their children a truth about love
Remember children.
One day these heart will unite.
Because you people are crazy lovers.
Then they got married.
Hubby again disturbed the peace of mind of girl.
He said.
Why you are standing aloof from me in dinner party.
Wife said.you have the cheek!.
Boy become too sad.
He told his wife.
Why be aloof?
When you are so close to my heart.
Come and hug me without making any excuse.
Wife told his hubby.
You are in the mood of mischief.
But i still come when you called me.
Hubby again start romance with his wife.
You should have thought again before you came here.
Never leave me again.
Because i am crazy about you.
Girl again go in the mode of sadness,long drive start.
Hubby tries to solve his wife problem and brief her shortly the true reality of life.
Joy and sorrow are like the gust of winds.
Heart are what will always be exchanged?
Why you stop your feelings of love?
Wife starts weeping and told his hubby.
Could you tell me whats the truth and whats the lies.
Hubby again comes in mood of joy.
And told his wife
This whole world is a beautiful place.
That is the only truth.
We must fill colour in this world with our true love and respect for each other.
All these colours are very pleasant.
Never exchanged
Never lost
Never missed.
By Aliza Kashmala Kiran
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author
Ho, ho, ho, the Christmas vandals have struck.
Where you might well ask?
Felixstowe,at the beach huts.
Three times now, those blinking vandals.
Have struck at my beach but there.
Is it not too much to ask them.
Too vandalise elsewhere?
I mean three times my hut’s been vandalised.
And it’s not cruel to anyone.
Mind you, I might be later on.
If I catch those vandalisers!
Doing what they do for fun.
I am slightly annoyed.
I am slightly perturbed.
I am also blinking mad.
You’ll have to take my word.
I will repair.my beach hut door.
It will look quite posh, you know.
Then, when I put up for sale.
Up the price will go.
Felixstowe may not be Southwold.
Where beach huts are worth their weight in gold!
But the amenities at Felixstowe are increased, so I have been told.
Children have a play area, it is very nice indeed.
There are posh toilets and a shower to wash off that sea weed.
Kiosk selling cakes and drinks coffee and tea I mean.
Another sells seaside novelties and lovely ice cream.
I think I’ll mention all this in my advert for my beach hut.
But I will leave out them vandals no publicity then I will give.
I only hope without the fame, they can really live.
I have the wood, screws and nails matching paint as well.
And if I see those vandals!
I could nail them down as well.
I’m booking all my expense; it could be quite a lot.
So when those vandals are caught they can pay for it, I certainly will not.
Of course there is no CCTV, and witnesses there are none.
Of those dear blinking vandals, having so much fun.
And as Christmas is coming and if they caught you know.
I’m sure the magistrate will be lenient and let them blighters go.
Personally I would lock them up and throw away the key.
Then my beach hut would be safe from the vandals, do you agree?
Mine was not the only hut they did vandalise so.
I’m sure they had a good time at the seaside you know.
Playing kick the door in, smash the windows too.
Trying to find something to steal, I hope it wasn’t you!
No, poets are nice people, they really are you know.
And on that note, I must finish as it is now time to go.
Form:
Brilliant, grandiloquent, magnificent, trenchant...
Writing prompts burst asunder
deafening soundcloud roared
with apocalyptic thunder
'course only audible to yours truly,
I did dumbfoundedly wonder...
At o'clock tick tocking wee hours brisk
December seventeenth
two thousand nineteen
simultaneous blinding fiery kindling
quickening xing risk
within winkin blinkin and nod,
I feared full light of day brainstorm
snatched away courtesy invisible whisk
broom all those potential
ideas sprung while
Messiah by George Frideric
Handel's never out of style
within cerebral nooks and
crannies (think Ohiopyle),
whereby Youghiogheny River
bubbles, gurgles, fuels river mile
after mile harnesses and doth generate
approximately twelve Megawatts
of electricity per hour, to alleviate
domestic counting eight
thousand homes necessitate
distributed across western
and central Pennsylvania.
Analogous catching
courtesy goo goo dolls barenaked
ladies hands spawning
salmon slippery as an eel
(if curious don't take my word,
which might not appeal)
though yours truly
offers no guarantee,
you could easily fall
overboard as ye kneel,
which subsequently offers
live human meal
to hungry sharks, impossible mission
to escape no matter
how loud you squeal,
bouquets delphiniums and daisies
designate watery grave site
dissolving blood amidst the color teal.
Aforementioned depiction, whereby current
commander in chief
admittedly no gent
till man nor scholar, and
he cavalierly lent
and nearly fin hushed nearly
(possibly already) rent
asunder high crimes and
misdemeanors, he casually spent
constitutional principles of democracy,
whereby I experience torment
precipitating quasi riptides undercurrent
bigotry, demagoguery, "fakery,"...
misogyny, vanity vetted vice
whereby woebegone grievances
Pandora's box loosed
helter skelter they went.
Anyway... synonymous maintaining
readership attention blinker
necessary to apply unsuspecting
hook, line and sinker
without rousing ire principal
(at Henry Kline elementary
my dear watson Mister Rinker)
long since retired,
he possibly maybe grandfather
of one or more freethinker.
These holidays, like a whirlwind romance…can’t catch my breath. Hustle and bustle of parties and gifts. Figuring it all out, the list, counting it at least twice. Birthday parties piled up, tissue paper scattered like snowballs or tumbleweed. Rolling the dice, flipping cards, cookies and cake some more…some more. New Year’s Eve brings a birthday not a hollow ring, nor cutesy bells. Initialization of the New Year, more of the same, as my baby was sick during December - first her youngest then mine.
born eve of new year
wore tax exemption onesie -
written fifty times
I exaggerate, but the shirt cannot be found for evidence so you will have to take my word for it. Don’t call me a liar, for too many folks have their “pants on fire,” if they can find their pants, for they even misplace their cocaine.
These holidays I run through like I am running on hot coals, still thinking of others. One fun annual event is going to the Melting Pot with my sisters. The one time of year we disappear from our lives, dress up and just laugh and laugh some more, cheer ourselves as if we were little kids, dripping with chocolate treats.
we’re fond of fondue
we share with a wine bottle -
bonding us sisters
So, is it over after the first? You might think so, but then the third. Yes, the third is time for more cake and ice cream. I’m creamed…tired, that is. Frothing topples over into January. I can’t win, you know. I’ve tried. So somewhere down the line, I have to get my waistline back.
sense of humor kept
up-down I drift on the raft -
days of endless froth
I am not complaining. Life is full. I’m retired but the calendar is full. There is time for slow down. I don’t hope for that yet. Meetings set, beta book readings, one year Bible…ahh…in the beginning…for somehow it tickled me to read as I bought my book at a library sale and started with October, thus I just finished Revelation.
going on and on
sorry for the long poem -
Happy New Year friends
In Order that You May Live With Me for All Eternity
On a cold dark night
In a musty old stable
A King was born
He was not born with a crown
He did not wear any fancy designer labels
He was brought into the cold reality of this world with one purpose
He was sent here to set all mankind free
Free from the captivity of the evil one
The evil one called Lucifer
Have you ever heard of him?
His desire is the same as it was from the very beginning of time
To drag your soul and every soul of the entire human race
To his dragon’s lair
This is the cold reality of hell
A burning inferno
An incomparable torture chamber
Surely you thought you would be free after satisfying your flesh
For all these years you thought you were truly free
Had you ever considered that it was a scam?
A trap?
A ploy that was set in motion millions of years ago?
I have come to set you free
Free from the bondage of the flesh
Free from the entrapment of the enemy
He had convinced many he came to give mankind a good time
Just one puff on a cigar
Just one drink of liquor
He is a sneaky old Serpent
He came to ensnare you and all of your loved ones
I have come down from my throne in the heavenlies
To unwind the damage
The old serpent set in motion
In my holy word it is written
Man cannot live on bread alone
But by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God
Take my word
My Holy Word
And eat
Eat all of it!
Within it are the measures that each of you can take to overcome the enemy
It is not that difficult to love one’s neighbor
It is not that difficult to love your Creator
Come unto me
I am the Lamb that was slain for the sins of mankind
I am the babe that lay in the musty old manger
Come unto me this day before it’s too late
Eternity is such a long time
And hell was never meant for my children
Love,
Jesus
5-15-14
Written by Jesus
and typed by Gwendolen
Give children oxygen at least one time a day
Give infants bottles filled with empty promises
Use binoculars to witness criminal activity
Keep neighbors at a distance, say from here to Mars
Keep thoughts to yourself, never in your pockets
Keep an open mind in case you need a parking space
Buy food then eat it to survive
Make babies at your leisure
Use a partner to save time
Make a shopping list that includes dozens of oxygens
Make a dictionary that includes the word oxygens
Buy one more bottle at the store for security
Promise to never read the shopping list
Keep it in sight and never let it leave your side
Leave the light on by your nightstand to see it twice
Stay focused on important things that start with the letter X
Mark X on every document
Mark “A” if you run out of Xes
Make Xes a new word invented for your dictionary
Use a large letter A if you discover adulterers
Buy more letters to cover every contingency
Fill the refrigerator with fresh milk
Leave babies and infants outside of it
Keep all children away from hot and cold
Remember they are sensitive to light and life
Breath air in and out for system balance
Take a supply of oxygen in case you want to leave
Never leave unless you intend to travel
Close the door to keep mosquitoes out
Take time to figure what it is all about
Authors note: I checked the dictionary. The plural of X is Xes. You don't have to invest in or invent a new dictionary. Also: The singular and plural for oxygen is oxygen. However, in more specific contexts, the plural form can also be oxygens e.g. in reference to various types of oxygens or a collection of oxygens. (It is best if you leave it alone unless you intend on using it.) Also: I discovered you can use “A” for apple or Adultery (but don't take my word for it and don't make any commitments unless you are sure.)
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EIGHTH AT EIGHT
While walking when the southern wind changes in my direction
and become nor-easters such as a festering infection
I have not a choice but to go where my worn out shoes will take me
Until I reach far enough south for the sun to bake me
so people inquire why I don't drive a car
and i tell them were i to own one I'd drive after leaving a bar
Panama Pete, the barkeep, knows straight vodka is all i ever drink
and he knows how many I need to no longer think
since drinking at eight A.M. only gets me in trouble with ladies or the law
and please don't think that alcohol is my only flaw
so I leave old Pete with his Panama hat well worn
until, more often than not, I awake on some stranger's lawn
how I got there and why I am indifferent to
and take my word for it I am different from you
you probably have loved ones who would care if you die
I, however, could expire and not a soul on earth would cry
no moans, no groans and no tears would be shed
for only Panama Pete will miss me when I'm dead
other people I’ve cheated will care not because they despise me
and no tuxedo, three piece suit nor pin-stripes can disguise me
i am what i am because of a detrimental mind
and people can discern what i am even if they're blind
So I arise from a stranger's lawn and keep on the run
while walking and vying with the wind or the sun
I am a walking and talking riddle and/or pun
and will be so until this farce of my life is deliberately done
(c) 2010......Poefree
(Panama Pete is actually his name and owns or owned a seedy bar on eighth avenue and 46th
Street in Manhattan. i haven't seen him in eleven years but if he’s still among the living I’m
giving ten to one odds that say, were i to walk in his establishment right now he'd pour me four
and one on the house)
Do We Sleep to Dream or to Forget
Do we sleep to dream or to forget is the question I get asked a lot from my clients
Whom I council, for you see I am an unlicensed psychologist but a sarcastic psychologist at that. (Don’t tell anyone is my only disclaimer). Anyway, to answer your question about sleep, I always thought sleeping it was something everyone did like a natural reflex to shut down and detach from all the repetitive bull-crap they experienced throughout their day. I mean come on! Lets face the facts we all need to sleep even if you don’t have a bed to sleep on or in what ever never mind I said that back to the question.
I would say to the best of my knowledge and understanding that’s a common fact that not only do we dream to sleep, ah; umm I mean sleep to dream but we also sleep to forget as in that house party you had when your parents were on vacation.
Or that break up from that psychotic ex-girlfriend who was half stacker and half bipolar activist always coming up with reasons to monitor your every move. Like your work schedule, classmates, on the attendance, mid-terms, final exams and every phone number in the your contacts list in your phone, plus the number of followers and friends you have on ever social media site in existence. Or that time you and your friends got into a nightclub with fake ID’s that were poorly made and ended up getting so drunk that you forgot your own name.
So there you have it folks I would say yes we do sleep to not only dream but to forget. But don’t take my word for it no seriously don’t because you are dreaming and I am just a random voice in your head and you are most likely tripped out somewhere thinking to a licensed therapist but you’re not.
Your hangover will begin in 3,2,1 Wake up!!