Short Blood Sweat And Tears Poems
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Happy Father's Day
let no one question, ask why -
you nod in your chair
every wrinkle earned
With all your blood, sweat and tears -
each silver strand shines
Happy Father's Day, guys!
fist through glass mad
actually it was in a knocking position
however, my disposition wasn’t good
shattered my anger; brought
blood, sweat and tears
forgiveness was the silence
my parents were golden
The memory of the
poor, struggling, inspiring, but now dead poet,
made eternal muse, by, and for, the
poor, struggling, aspiring, but living poet:
an existential measure of
blood, sweat, and tears, of
mind, body, and soul.
blood, sweat, and tears
nailed to a cross
crown full of thorns
your life was lost
for me, a worthless sinner
for me
a new beginning
I leave the past where it remains
I've been transformed
I've been restored
condemned no more
I wear the chains no more
I am free
I will fight this war
All the blood, sweat, and tears to the core
Just when I thought I couldn't take no more
My arms heavy and sore
I will never close my door
My life I adore
Even though my heart you thought you tore
Don't make your destination the floor
Education is a must,
So your mind can be robust,
Through blood, sweat, and tears,
It's the 6 inches between the ears,
For the people that give,
So you can truly live,
The teachers and mentors,
The tutors and scholars,
So you have no strife,
The Fathers of Life.
Mix my ashes with some ink and write my life story.
Add my blood, sweat and tears along with my tales of sadness, hard work, happiness and glory.
Read of me through the years while you hold my soul in your hands.
Perhaps you will find what I need for you to remember me.
Sobbing withheld in silence and emotions oftentimes feels like their related to each other. Fears, weaknesses, mistakes. Everyone seems to have their own issues and
one's soul burning like charcoal upon a fire causing confusion, griefs, disappointments,
blood, sweat and tears
Sobbing withheld in silence and emotions oftentimes feels like their related to each other. Fears, weaknesses, mistakes. Everyone seems to have their own issues and
one's soul burning like charcoal upon a fire causing confusion, griefs, disappointments,
blood, sweat and tears
River runs deep, runs red
Rolled up my sleeves
Water covers my head
Washed away troubles
Rid the mind of dregs
Memory, blood, sweat and tears, lying on the river bed
To you I am clean base on your plans and schemes
My body you now control but I, my immortal soul
Here
I will be with you through blood sweat and tears.
I will stick to you like note paper for years and years.
When you need someone to listen to, I will be all ears.
When the end comes and I fade away,
I will never truly leave your side; I will never disappear.
(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Prayer
open door to heaven - devil’s descent at such prospects
teeth and claws - the nails on the cross
light seeps through Christ’s wounds - more sheep gather
angels take notice - boldness of blood, sweat and tears
angels and demons - double-edged sword slashes perversity
prayer’s perspicacity - heaven wins
This is no fairy tale
there is no spells
no shoes to take me home
clicking my heels won't be effective.
Hard work may create an livable life
happily ever after is an illusion
one told too many times
Telling tales of dreams
but only is life possible
when lived
discovery of such is only through work
Hard lived
blood, sweat, and tears
is the only reality
Form:
Looking into the mirror
Real deep - into my eyes
I try to find out who I am
Looking deep inside.
I ask "Who am I?"
"Why am I here?"
This is really me - living
Blood, sweat, and tears.
Today, a year later
Those eyes have turned to gray
I cannot look deep into them
Without seeing blood-streaked veins.
Once beautiful eyes
Lost hope
Once beautiful eyes
No more.
How low do ya wanna go?
Better think twice when ya do it with me
cause I'm ok with goin' lower than satan
blood sweat and tears were my baby food.
I'm also ok, mind you, with flyin' higher
than any man-made god ever dreamed possible.
As for the rest is what I'm here to learn
I reckon all of us are. Let's do it
non-violently, ok?
(methinks that would be giant step in right direction)
What is family
More than blood, sweat and tears
Life not about our indifference
Quarrels, fear
You should ALWAYS care
Come around. Come around more often
Come around and visit
More than every now and then
I don't need to see laying dead
In your. Casket
Come. around Come around more often
Familes. Family let's love
No matter what. Let's visit
09/04/17
Written by James Edward Lee Sr
Couplet “New Lens”
My blood, sweat, and tears. Every single drop.
Yes it hurt but life doesn’t stop
The world kept moving and so did I
I was determined to continue to fly
Looking back now, it was a major blessing
Came out of it better with many life lessons
Protect your ear with positive friends
and just like a new camera, you’ll have a new lens
Written by Marcus Lattimore
with callous laid hands
the old man toils garden soil
of this dry, hard land.
as his blood, sweat and tears drip,
he gladly gives all he can.
he has seen the dawn,
and he has seen the sun set,
now he sees it all
as meaning and metaphor,
of this living garden bed.
he realizes
that everything in the end
must wither and die.
and his years have now condemned,
the sprite of youthful passion.
Come along for the ride
Surrender foolish pride
A stone has already been cast
It will not be the last
So it begins
Deliverance from sin
Feel the changes within
So ends the years
No more blood, sweat, and tears
The time has come to let go of all fears
No more debating
Foundations have already started shaking
The clouds are finally breaking
Time for embracing
All the dreams you gave up chasing…
Form:
America The Great
I love this great country, may she stay the course
We’re protected by God and American brute force
Her life-giving blood is for you and me
She holds many wonders, from sea to shining sea
Through blood, sweat and tears, she’ll weather all time
We are still very young, but forever in our prime
Our people are diverse, an enduring breed
Blessed by God, every color and creed
10/29/21
IN THIS WORLD NOTHING IS FREE WORKING HARD TO GET TO WHERE YOU NEED TO BE
BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS TOILING ALL THROUGH THE YEARS JUST TO FIND OUT THAT IT WAS FOR NOTHING.
IF YOU DON'T WORK YOU DON'T EAT IN THIS WORLD YOU HAVE TO MAKE ENDS MEET.
WORKING LONG HOURS WHILE ON YOUR FEET WELL I HAVE ONE THING TO SAY.
KEEP IT PUSHING AND KEEP HOPE ALIVE BECAUSE IN THIS WORLD THAT IS THE ONLY WAY YOU WILL SURVIVE
Red is anger; it is fear.
It smells like blood, sweat, and tears.
Sunsets, sunrises, red tides that fall,
The sound of the telephone call.
The piercing screams,
The furthest dreams.
Violence, crime, terror, and death.
Ambitious and cunning as Macbeth.
Of all these things, one is forgotten.
It isn't the shade of my favorite shirt of cotton.
The one thing we forget,
Is the love we fight to protect.
The laurel wreath
Bestowed on victors
Every four years
Blood, sweat and tears
In Pythian Games
Honoring Apollo
At Delphi onto Greece
In a classic ceremony
The corruptible glory
An immortal crown
Prized to artists
Public officials
The poets of Rome
And here at home
A rebirth of antiquity
With Apollo's oracles
Music and poetry
Prophecy and medicine
Things of God as things of men
The reform defecient renascence
He's a one hit poetic wonder
Where this one rhyme is all that he has
He feels no need to go any further
Since he's already given his best
He about sold his soul for this one piece
Blood, sweat, and tears in every line
So why in the world would he need
To try and do it another time
He has no problem with being known
As the one hit wonder, he is fine
For what took him only the one poem
Others have been striving for, for life
She gave her heart to only a few
Some she just met , others she knew.
They were each different, but still just the same
They never knew her only her name.
They lied and cheated and played their games.
Forever turned into never, now she'll never be the same.
They left her broken and bruised over the years
But she fought her way through the blood sweat and tears.
Now each day is a fresh start as she rebuilds the fortress around her heart.