Life Project Poems | Examples
These Life Project poems are examples of Project poems about Life. These are the best examples of Project Life poems written by international poets.
I'm surviving
Biding my time
Filling my days
With words that rhyme
Living each day
As it arrives
Hoping my sanity
Still survives
I dream of the future
Such a time will come
That I will leave this place
When my lessons are done
I will move on
To the promised land
A future that is held
Within my own hand
A project being moulded
A pot being fired
I cannot explode
Or afford to be tired
God give me the strength
To survive each day
Hold me together
Till I pass away
Screaming emotionally love is dark
So I tried to be there for you cuz the streets is hard
And can't nobody get it cuz it was you and me
Through the night tryna get rite making love to me
You was my man I was a rider plans to take it all
Push sell any products cuz the profit called
To crank all night and stack by day to get this weight
Do whatever it take to make my cake
But coming back to a place, when we had something strong
That the fates erased, but memories last so long
Cuz you think I changed, but baby I got older with my days
Such a shame if we throw this love away, but one thing ain't changed
You still got my heart one thing remained even though we've grown apart
We gotta fight, through the yelling and the screaming
Both of us believing we should say good bye
I know life hurts baby boy believe I ain't plan this way
I promise you can trust in me, I'll hold you down
Cuz we together and I want us to stay that way
So for you I'll do whatever
I'm still yo girl I'm still down for the kid
I love you more now than I ever did
Because I understand, how it was younger growin up
So you held on tight to me cuz I held on to our love.
The disclosure project and Dr Stephen Greer
He claims he's debreifed almost a thousand
On U F O events through the last twenty years?
I have listened to testimony that challenged
My mind.? Is some part hallucination.? What
Will we find, a president, or presidents pushed
Away, silenced deleted.? In many ways.? How
Much aligns with Bible verse? I'm looking at
Bad; and fearing..? Even worse?? I will now dig
Deeper, it must be done, alls not new under the
Sun, determination and practice best.' Only for
The people we must invest ' a clear field of
Vision we all deserve, if you know of happenings
That may at first sound absurd.' If there has
Been deception in your military life? Why push
Things under? Why with reality strive? If at your
Core you beleive (serve and protect) would it
Be more viable, to interject.? I beleive the majority
Would cover your back.' If they sense true
Freedom is under attack.' I'll follow this project
Maybe its the result of deeo sin ? Resultant of
Demon descendents we are told of as the early
nephilim.?
Prime project is survival
The goal is longer life
Hence have a plan other than
Any shady strife.
From the start to the finish
Throughout the day or night
We have a choice to rejoice
For others be a light.
Who may be involved
To set all humans right?
Oh anyone may share
A little of their light.
Priceless are the people
Those who sparkle bright,
They keep us strong all along
Illuminating light.
As we are supplied
Radiantly right
To stay on track we should give back
Wisdom and foresight.
For we’re all in this together
On our earthbound site
As a team to be supreme
Everyone's birthright.
Wow the advantage we all have
To power on with might
And be fulfilled as we build
With everlasting light !
~ 17th March 2022~
I will continue my project,
walk to the edge of the universe...
I'll stay awake until I die of sleep,
I'll be waiting for the evolution
of the world, sitting up
and never rise anymore...
Cut hair with hands
without coiffeur...
love my neighbor
without declaring anything,
love life until it
surrenders to me...
Have yes opened,
and fix the beauty inside me,
drink so many words,
till conceive poetry... !
Kate watched her two excited kids transform
the kitchen table to a grand display,
the planets and the sun, to enter in
the County Science Fair that Saturday.
Doug soon came in and watched them too, amazed.
“They’re so creative. Wonder what they’d do
if we told them, ‘Our Universe consists
of many joys that start and end with you’?”
She laughed. “I think they’d say, ‘Uh---thanks a bunch!
Can we have subs and spicy fries for lunch?’”
Date: July 1, 2019
Contest: Universe Poetry Contest Placed 3rd
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
If your circumstances allow,
Start that project now,
While you still have the know-how.
If you start today,
To finish it, you might find a way,
So, don't delay,
If you want some time to play.
Unfinished projects are what we all leave behind,
To put our family in a bind,
How many will you have left behind when it is time to pull down the blind?
So if your circumstances allow,
Start that project now,
And take a bow.
As an added incentive,
To take the initiative,
The chance of a renewable lease on life,
May just get your project over the line,
Which will suit your family just fine,
Whenever you come to dine.
this is my own experience it happened to me.
There is an eye similar to the Alan Parsons project on my door,
Also when I attend group the Matre on the door template read Parsons
I'm haunted almost every night toward a demonic entitity that shakes my bed
it will pick my body up and move me toward parts of my room
Based on the life and work of the great author and poet, Edgar Allan Poe.
The later re-issue on CD (in 1987) was re-mixed from the original master tapes enhancing some of the tracks and including the Orson Welles narration, recorded for the original launch of the album in 1976.
From listening to the songs on the Alan Parson's project I felt its awareness
Specifically, "The Eye Of The Sky" it got me thinking about an outer body experience.
Maybe it's just me but that's just how I feel about the project.
Meet moments meek through troubled times,
Yield to the soul what heart knows best.
Give what you seek as contrast rhymes,
Reap a true whole that flavours quest;
Align with mind that you may know,
Notice the way life happens then;
Dance as you find peace that funds glow.
Primal the play on where and when,
Rise as you fall with focus right,
Opt to dare breeze each trial you face;
Juice bitter gall as taste delights,
Etch timely squeeze to glimpse fond grace;
Choice actions poise in happy stay,
Touch outwits noise in precious sway.
Leon Enriquez
25 May 2016
Singapore
The pieces fit together, one by one—
through trial and error- curves fit into curves.
Sometimes, a piece is placed that jars the rest,
so time is spent redoing what was done
to bring it to its former tidy state.
Though, out in view to work on each new day,
so many times the challenge seems too great,
and so, it's often pushed away from sight.
Still other times, each piece falls into place
renewing eager interest in the game.
And slow but sure, the shapes are interlocked,
revealing, bit by bit, the total scene.
And all that’s hoped before the colors fade-
the vision of my total life, complete;
the portrait of my finished dream- well done.
May 8, 2016
Contest: A Simple Pleasure
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Theme Chosen: Crossword Puzzle
His School Project Is Due Tomorrow
By Elton Camp
At two-thirty, Agnes was sound asleep
Into her bedroom her son did creep
He gave her shoulder a firm shake
“Mom, I’ve made a huge mistake.”
“Tomorrow my school project is due
If it’s late, then my life is through.”
“I had forgotten it until just now.
You’ve got to help me somehow.”
“A diorama of Hoover Dam I need
So you’d better pour on some speed.”
be careful not to become
someone’s project of
compassion---
for there are those who
find a way to fill themselves
(the hole so deep & bleeding)
up by taking care of another
in such a manner that attachments
may form between
the project & the project
coordinator (PC)---
where there had not been a
hole, now one can be drilled
so as to make the two
co-dependent,
where the PC
needs the project to fulfill them
&
the project becomes
dependent on the agency of the
PC, forgetting themselves,
forgetting their own individuality in
the process &
if the project does not come to
fruition in exactly the way that
the PC sees fit,
they may throw a tantrum,
which minutes ago
did not seem possible,
because they had been looked up
to, they had been admired,
they had been thought to be
flawless?
wise?
capable of sustaining positive
change inevitably?
ahh, but they were only human
the whole time.
The older I get
brain damage
pain manages to destroy
a poet expresses
in twisted conceptions
don't you wanna peek inside
The eerier the night
the more I come to life
like a vampire lost in the street
a viscious bite
I pray until alright
I may be more lost than tomarrow
or I may remember myself now
I may have been a winner
but for all, in all I sorrow
For when I touch into that inner llight
I try and guide through by the candlesight
as darkness is pushing
its boundries in farther
take the oxygen, out in order
but somehow
the candle now
burns firm...
like the question
or listen to the legends
that lay tapered off from the world
it seems that seems
off course
in an unknown monk's hand
everything has a cycle
and all life has a plan
when the top of that order
has made me a man
Lets hijack project pegasus and fly to Mars,
To build a new life out amongst the stars.
Religion and governance can stay on earth,
Structured society will be given, the widest berth.
Free from all these constrictions placed upon us,
When the sun is setting, I might see Uranus.
I'm off to live on the 4th rock from the sun,
Cos earth kinda sadly, leaves me numb.
I would imagine earth, is by far much prettier,
but debt and struggle make it appear much shittier!
We have lost the meaning of pure humanity,
Consumed by greed and much depravity!
Which drags us down much more than gravity.
Where are these places that our "leaders?!" want to lead us?
Who conjures these lies, they want to feed us?
And when did our species change it's name?
Was it when the illuminati began their game?
Changing us from a human being
Moulding us into a human doing!
With their debt between our teeth, that we can't stop chewing!!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
upon finding him
she thought that she’d stumbled onto some sort of
greatness,
of which she’d never encountered on her own,
during the passage of time in her whole life---
she thought that his greatness lay just beneath the surface
of this scruff of a man with an interesting glint in his eyes &
if she took him upon herself
if she bore the lot of him
if she adopted this
project,
she would be able to change him &
in doing so,
he would come to realize his full potential,
having her to owe
having her to need
having her to cherish
as the one directly responsible for his
success.
where such an impulse stems from,
what inadequacy drives one to believe
that to create a need in another
in order to feel needed &
in order to provide the want essential
to fill a gaping hole in oneself,
cannot be found in a few hours with a shovel &
a pickax---
even a decent sized construction crew
armed with heavy equipment &
all the time in the world
might not even scratch the surface.
bottom line---
no person is a “project” &
no project whose sole purpose is to
change another human being
will ever succeed
except in providing reason to avoid
anyone with the audacity to
try & do so.