Short Feel A Need Poems
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If shocked by the size of my staff
Don't feel a need to gasp or laugh
Mom meant no harm
But had only one arm
To pull me up out of the bath!
i've lived all my life to find happiness
i have it and now i feel a need for separation
i'm tired of feeling like i'm under someones thumb
like i have to answer to someone for everything i do
wouldn't it be easier for separation?
To us simpler folk
Why are others oblivious
And treat life as a joke
Power and greed
Is what drives them on
They feel a need
To torture everyone
To get their way
Whatever price others have to pay
In this upside-down world we all live in today.
I will not beseech you
stop stuffing yourself near to exploding
even though I feel a need to
take the sunflowers, blossoms eroding
heads bowed in solemn, silent foreboding
save the seeds
ignore the needs
of one so wild
and bold as he feeds
to allay the memory of freeze on this August day so mild
The darkness calls for me and in the trees i hear it whisper
ever so softly
it knows me by name now
it understands my pain and it promises me no more misery
swears it will take me away from this disenchanted existence that has forever
denied me satisfaction
denied me life
i take it's sweaty hand and i follow
into the deadness
eternally
into nothing
Because I am Black People say I can not succeed.
Because I am Black People feel a need to judge me.
Because I am Black I am shun by them in the daylight
Because I am Black I am feared by them in the night.
Because I am Black this was my life.
But, since my Lord and Savior Jesus Has come into my life, I know right from wrong.
Also, people can not judge me, Only God and his Son Jesus sits up high in heaven on the real judgement throng.
On a dim-lit day of drizzle
I sit beneath the same old oak
where we carved hearts with our names
amused by how child-like it was
I feel a need on this date to remember
really remember, the passing of years
covered in the dust beneath the cluttered cobwebs
that hang in my soul,
of tear-stained dormant memories
and what were joyous times
spent with you
until the Angles came
and I became a broken wheel
on the pain-soaked path to nowhere
2/4/23
Screaming For The World
Making The Sounds Of Feelings
Legs Kick For The Floor
Hands Reach For The Ceiling
The Baby Is Crying
Now The Baby Is Crawling
The Baby Stood Up
Now The Baby Is Walking
Look The Baby Grew Up
And The Grown Still Cry
Screaming For The World
With Feelings In Their Eye
We Start Life On Our Back
We End Life Just The Same
From The Womb To The Tomb
Such A Beautiful Game
Love Is Baby Food
For Cub Or Lion
When You Feel A Need Deep Inside
It's Just The Baby Crying!