Short Workme Poems
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In a spring breeze I feel content-
Nothing to do or say, except to repent.
Even as time continues to rob me of my life-
God's Holy assurance aides me in times of strife.
So let the harassment continue at your will-
Because in the end, you will be spiritually ill.
Note: for certain people @ A.C.
Just because I say and do crazy things does not mean I am crazy. It all depends on
how you look at crazy maybe you are crazy and just think I am. A lot of people don’t
even know me so I think they got me misunderstood. What is crazy you tell me it is just
a word to me? You may think I am but I think you got me misunderstood
Form:
They call me cunning but Im only a kid
They call me stunning want to take a bid
I might gamble I might cheat
Lets just skip that beat
I've already confess
My one true purpose
That to gain not give
For I want to live
Slated as a outlaw
Accused as a thief
Why do i bear all this grief
Ha Ha many laugh but they are not true
Accused themselves and all there old world crew
Who am I
If I don’t have a name
But a number?
Who am I
If the star on my arm
Makes me smaller?
Who am I
If cattle are treated
Better than me?
Who am I
If my family, I,
Will never see?
Who am I
If monotony rules
And I live it?
Who am I
If they told me to work
And I did it?
Who am I
If I take orders from
Only a few?
Who am I
If, at death, they’ll say I’m
Only a Jew?
Form:
o what a day
for me to display
if I should if a may
to show that I could not stay
stay in a place that gave me no way
cause for me, it would not show me pay
the pay I was worth, was a pitiful girth, and standing with it, made my head sway
I could not foreseen, if there was a hopeful gleam, but today, it'd be best if I stray
sure it was hard, but I had to stand guard, quitting this job helped me grow to slay
Today I found out I'm losing my job,
the news took my breath away;
What am I going to do for employment?
my bills how am I going to pay?
I have one week to make a plan,
and find something new to do;
Two weeks before Christmas,
these words have left me blue.
Lord I kneel down before you,
in honest heartfelt prayer;
Please guide me where you want me to go,
please help with this new burden I bare.
Form:
I may not be at home with you
'though it does not mean that you're not near
I recollect those things you've done
For me throughout the years
You've picked me up when I've fell down
and soothed my broken spirit;
played games and taught me how to grow
Worked hard to feed us with it
So my heartfelt thanks are in these words
as I think of you this way;
and all my love is sent to you
All year, not just today.
MY HEART IS HEAVY AND MY MIND IS
BUSY.I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT'S
PLAGUING ME.I THOUGHT I CAST MY
CARES ON YOU.FOR THIS WHAT YOU
TOLD ME TO DO....DID I TAKE THEM
BACK SUB-CONSCIENCE(LY)? I'M UP
ALL DAY AND MOST OF THE NIGHT.
LORD...PLEASE TAKE THESE BURDENS
AWAY FROM ME ...AND I PROMISE I
WON'T TAKE THEM BACK..NOW MY MIND
CAN SLEEP IN PERFECT PEACE.WITH
YOUR ANGELS SURROUNDING ME......
A PERFECT NIGHTS REST..............
Day and night must testify of my labors,
And have to appraise the passing of hours
The undying zap to climb the ladder
To where Fame's proud temple shines!
Sweat and blood must their testimony give
As long as the Lord gives me grace enough to live,
And supplies the amenity of breath to toil;
Come storm or whatever tempests
Or the heights of pain and turmoil,
It shall be mine the toil of day and night;
How I wish all would get me right!
The stress of everyday life
Makes me want to fly away
Somewhere far
Not just from work
But from heartache and war
It's hectic enough my life
And in being who I am
Typing away
Sometimes I feel like I'm overwhelmed
Of course I love family and career
When it comes to my writing
Believe me I have no fear
Each one I hold dear
Fly away, fly away
Temporarily I say
I tell myself someday
Getting away from it all
Is what I continutely pray
Some people say I am crazy others think I am cracked but they have got me
misunderstood because I am none of that. I am a fine outstanding young man I hope
you see that. I am not writing this for you or me but for the whole world to see. If you
take a minute and get to know me you will see I am none of that but you will have to
be the judge of that. Some people say I am crazy others think I am cracked I want you
to be the judge and prove this for a fact.
Form:
When one is looking for work or employment to feed their family,
Try all routes possible and get as creative as you can be,
Make a list of all talents you have no matter how big or small,
You would be surprised where this might take you after all.
I know how to do mommy blogs and reviews with some flair,
So I thought to use that talent, it might take me somewhere,
I posted up ads throughout the internet city of this gift,
Hoping God up above sends me a "help me with a blog" drift.
Stephanie, Stephanie, Stephanie
Your demands will be the death of me
I’ve done my best now let me rest
You’ve drained my body physically
You’ve worn me out I’ve had enough
I can’t keep on performing
Let's take a break, relax, unwind
Continue in the morning
Okay, come on, let’s do it
We’ve had our little tiff
I’ve had myself a rest, and
Now I’m getting rather stiff
So get up to the bedroom
We’ll continue with this caper
But you can do the pasting, and
I will hang the paper