What happened you dont like my new poem??
Thats too bad i guess truth hurts really bad, but i stand by my opinion that this country is hell and not built for true souls who have voice but rich
capitalists who got no voice but pay their way through life it must be nice to hurt people
wake up call is what is coming our way this is not democracy but billionaires planning to have it only their way they gave us social media to make us happy and it looks like it actually worked we are all bought off by tik tok, facebook, and all the nonsense that comes with it. Why is everyone so comfortable with this, it isn't good, this is created confusion and illusion
we took the bait along with low income wage
is there anyone alive and aware or i am the only one. Dont be offended, its ok you'll get over it!
Kowtow & kapow..the Bazball supernova
They think it’s all over…well wow it is now
Cool cat merriment to cricket’s detriment
Down tools school for fools experiment
Mules without rules serious impediment
Flunk their funk mission to debunk tradition
Teach each Baz monk flair pizzazz edition
Preach razmattazz and all that jazz sedition
Slam dunk sunk kerplunk fans in remission
Shan’t exult this odd bod Bazball adult cult
Can’t halt Starc’s hefty lefty catapult assault
Another hilarious result and nefarious insult
Inquests as Aussie test conquests take their toll
Pat patrol in control Ben’s men droll rigmarole
Stole our soul so gonna give them some vitriol
Banished to a grassy knole the Bazball totem pole
Farce whole brassy class vanished up their ar*ehole
No need to mull it is time for a cull heads must roll
Cos in Oz they Can’t bat Can’t field and Can’t bowl
I’m over the “I do nothing wrong” people
I’m over the “when I hurt you sit there and take it but don’t you dare do it to me”
Life is precious but some people just suck the life out of me
I gave the wrong ones a chance to be around me
So many of y’all coming into my life was everything but God’s doing
I was so patient with some that just took my loyalty as weakness
I gave you my all and in return you flaunted other women in my face
Then when I did it back you looked at me with disgrace
You got mad because I called out your shady ways
You blocked me because I wouldn’t be your little slave
I didn’t know being in love meant taking everything and being a doormat
I’m tired of the one sidedness
The “take my crap and smile through it”
I can’t stand you for hurting me when I was genuine with you
All I wanted was love and you want someone to control
I’m over it
I’m drained and so done with this
I want to be away from you
I know I can do better than you
I looked up, gripping my rope,
wondering if I could truly conquer this mountain,
climb, battle, traverse to the peak.
I breathe; I pause.
Courage ignites within me,
warming my spirit, my resolve.
Equipment poised, eager to assist,
I step forward.
With each deliberate stride, I inch upwards,
mastering every groove and hold,
as if the mountain carved them just for me.
I push through, driven by a longing
that eclipses complacency.
Time is irrelevant;
determination is the only thing that matters.
I must survive.
So I climb;
I am a mountaineer,
taking each step, no matter how far the fall.
Until I feel it - a gentle breeze,
a whisper of relief washing over me,
gravity no longer my adversary.
It’s over, I did it.
A wide smile appears on my face,
and as I stand at my summit,
the world sprawling below,
victorious in my ascent,
my worries are no longer here.
I take in the view,
I pause and I breathe.
The ‘lionesses’ lost to Spain
Spain’s players are quaffing champagne
I may be unkind
But was the ref’s blind
My reasoning may be insane
I googled the Penso surname
The origin could be from Spain
Perhaps there’s some bias
So Spaniard's could Gaius
From watching finals I’ll abstain!
You got what you needed
even though
it was an Indian gift from the karmic sky-gypsies.
“It was never enough for you was it?”
The 'told you so’ pigmy bobble-heads of hippo-Maya
declared with a wink.
Let it be known
that the bedazzling chop suey
of Chinese phooey
will keep you spinning in circles
like a topless drunk.
Wealthy Cats stick it up your nose
and tread on your toes on the way out.
They call it charity, but they also flush 2 times
so the crap takes an extra lap.
The Dancing Masters of Wu
commend you for your patience
and forbearance,
but that is certainly not enough
or is it?
I was stained soiled and broken
Out of my mouth came evil miss-spoking's
Perpetual vomiting of obscenities
Spewing out of me
Have I gotten over it
a light switched
On from the Dark Dawn light now
I'm seeing in a new mindset in God
I am over it
And a precious previous past life present
No reciprocated love from God's precious vessels
The devil had me thinking past tense I was an unwanted man saw the true And truth I was a righteous man
Seek Him first
Seek Him First
Seek Him first God
And all of those things promise to me to you
Are now ever true always, already done
Already granted that thing in mind in your heart
Those the Beautiful Things already made done
It's already mine already yours
Those the battles won O' how I got over
Have I gotten over it
A light switched on from the Dark Dawn light now
I'm seeing in a new mindset
In God I am over it my Father asking me
Have I gotten over it yes!
Father I am more than enough
My sins shames and doubts
Streaming nothing but positive thoughts
In a new mindset I got over it
Selah
1/7/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
When all things go wrong,
You just have to sit your sad, self down
And write a lovely, happy song.
But your heart is so crushed!
Why were you a confused clown?
Your words now, so totally hushed
Yet….the eyes of the stars how they twinkle,
You turn to your lover’s welcoming arms.
“This one day in time”, he says,”was but a wrinkle!”
9-3-2022
I’m normal, get over it!
I don’t wear women’s clothes
Pout my lips or paint my toes
I don’t eat twenty cakes a week
Or do a selfie and show my cheek
I haven’t tatts all over my body
And crying all day’s not my hobby
I don’t have a fashionable label
I don’t believe all I watch on cable
I wasn’t bullied at secondary school
I don’t wear sandals and a cagoule
I never show my feminine side
My hard drive has nothing to hide
I haven’t got a flag as far as I know
I don’t like people who call me bro
I’ve never kissed a man or petted a pet
I’ve done nothing I really regret
I haven’t a beard, I like a shave
I’m perfectly normal, my name's Dave
David Cox 01/09/22
The day was bright and grey
A fake smile on my face
But I was involved with myself,
In my brain, with a fray.
Unaware of everything that's going around me
I was deeply dejected, after all
It was not just a bruise on my knee.
I was in my own dark world
I wish that I could tell somebody
My mind was not there
where you saw my body.
It was a short period of time
Gone through that mental breakdown
Whom should I blame?
Why do I frown?
A near-death experience, I know
is worse than this
But to get over any of them
is not less than a bliss.
Though it's not easy to get over
The heart is wounded
And you need to be your own lover.
Know you own worth
Because this mean world would never tell
If you believe in KARMA like me
Remember, there is something like Heaven and He'll....
~hara
It’s hard to explain,
but after only one fun date
it was over.
Her ‘it’
was too good for me.
I knew it right away -
too good.
My own ‘it’
now schleps around
like a dog chained to a cloud.
It’s no good to be it.
Just Get Over It & Move On
Written: by Tom Wright
10-6-2016
In some matters my actions aren’t circumspect,
One, I make no attempt to be politically correct.
While understanding that some may have thin skin,
Good or bad I’ll remain the man I’ve always been.
I won’t use words just to make you feel good,
Though notions of others tell me that I should;
I think that most are seeking a cause to protest,
Not considering this might leave me distressed.
Today, the minority wants to dictate change,
Introducing things that will our lives rearrange.
Dredging up matters, often, of little consequence,
While espousing some slogan making little sense;
But with head held high I refuse to conform,
Though political correctness has become the norm;
Unpalatable things a conservative can’t swallow,
In a political correctness pool I refuse to wallow.
The questioning line,
Is am I losing my mind?
I think I may have
Because it is somewhere I cannot find.
Underlying, its undefined.
It is criticized by all it hides.
See the answer is,
It has been gone for a very long time.
Even when I try to think it through,
Every route it leads to you.
I am over it,
I am over you,
And yet somehow,
I still run back to you.
Heavy hearted
I hope I can heal
Like a sequel,
I will give it another year
Only knew how to inflict pain,
But now I have found my way.
Since then I have switched my lane.
Doused the pages now the last chapters up in flames.
I'm over it,
I'm over you,
I reach out for you.
My existence,
Nonexistent.
In your mind your focus is you.
So it is time I make a change,
It is time for me to do the same.
I am over it; I am over you.
I’m over your moods…
I’m over your style…
I’m over your kisses,
And I’m over your smile.
I’m over your words,
I’m over your voice.
I’m over your bossiness,
I’m over being here with no choice.
I’m so over it….
I’m over the arguments,
I’m over the letters,
I’m over you telling me,
“Everything with us will get better.”
I’m over the flowers,
I’m over the tears…
I’m over all the time,
That was wasted through the years.
I’m over you not believing in me,
I’m over you doubting me,
I’m over you putting me last…
I’m over you holding onto your past.
I’m over this lie I’ve been living,
I’m over the false love you’ve been giving.
I’m over you lack of trust,
I’m over this….
I’m over us.
I’m over this new version of me,
I’m over being your puppet,
And soon you’ll see.
I’ll fight like crazy,
To put things in my life….
Back to the way they used to be.
When it was just me….
I’m over everything….
I’m over you and me….
I’m over it.
So the referendum didn't go your way,
you wanted to remain, you thought we'd stay,
you didn't anticipate the leave result,
and two years later it's still too difficult,
you've handed out many bigoted insults,
please tell me, how long will it be til you behave like adults?
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