True Life Poems - Poems about True Life

SCHOOL BUS FIGHT: true life

If i remember  correctly: 
My philosophy was Don't react unless 
Necessary. The school day was over.
The ride home began normally. 
(Corrections made In this poem) 
Then the School bus Bully began 
annoying me. Robert! Was his name! 
He hit me with his rolled up comic 
book as usual. Alright. This is 
happening. He stopped

Ahh, So True Life Is a Vicious Game

Ahh, So True Life Is A Vicious Game

Where dawning meadows truly dance anew
A pretty princess once cried out my name
Twas a hot summer so bright and fancy
I was foolish lad but playing a game
So romance died and I lost my Nancy.

Morn and I decided to give her a call
Sure you know to do the ghastly

True Life Begins Here

I’m six feet under the ground…buried underneath…
I’m laying here without a sound and you are flying so high
Make me move, so I can simply breathe
Nothing new you’re not at ease and I am not free, can’t deny

My life has just begun,
Mesmerized by the sun
Bleeding out from deep within
Lift me higher and higher again

I’m still here
Without

True Life of Love

give me the colors
I will paint you

give me the eyes
I will see your heart

give me the canvas
We will be together

give me the love
We will live together

and our togetherness will give true life to the love


©Mahtab Bangalee

Oh Harriet

Oh Harriet, 
a treasured heart lost to time. 
Such promise,
heralded for gifted child.
Tender age,
loves pull guided her astray.
No blame,
for who does not crave happiness.
Joyous moment,
glanced upon and short lived.

Her heart,
abandoned and broken. 
Hope lost, 
as lover moves on.
Solace desired,
but only lustful arms found.
With child,
in hiding she remains.
Sadness burdens,
with heart and mind overwhelmed.

Words dispatched,
her last affection

Stains

They think that they know something about my life , not in the same hood and not in the same flight. Maybe the same class but not the same grade ,maybe the same church just not the same doctrine and that,  My  friend! Distinguished eagles from chickens. I have always rode solo like

True Life Adventure

Filling lines I go from chair
   to chair, does this work - 
   who knows but the reader.
Flows of words relay short
    memories, where are the 
   long ones - gone forever.
He always said this was
   a true life adventure - 
  

True Life More Spirit-

All the world lovers of good,  gold and gains give me less substance I'll take more spirit

11/8/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020

From Rags To Riches

"From rags to riches "

From rages to riches.
I used to be Lazarus, they threw bread crumbs at me like a church mouse, l had no choice but to take what l could....

As l begged for pennies, some would laugh at me, spit at me and ridicule me. Getting satisfaction at the pain and suffering of

Being Strong Is Hard

Anytime you ask me; 
           "How are you?", 
And I replied saying "I am fine". 
  Believe me, my face can tell
          the greatest lies, 
My skin can hide the deepest scars. 
  

True Life

The rich gets richer
As the poor seem poorer
Most people seem to imagine
Reinventing ones self
As an empty envelope
Nautical dreams filled with empty water
Bottles covered in air
Ingredients tangent
Open sophistry
Pigs growing unusually
Dogs catching people
People chasing dogs
While dissociated cats eat frogs
Reinventing ones self
Open sophistry
True Life 


11/2/18

Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018

True Life

Guilty of life once lived in sections,
drastically making changes.
Concessions to new obsessions,
suffering identity exchanges.
Revision life's only pattern,
inborn self considered a sin.
Wherever did the facade end,
and my actual truth begin?
Mercurial soul.
Gale force wind on fire.
Searching recklessly.
Banishing true desire.
Stunted by fear.
Cut low by local society.
Angrily relating ashamed.
Depression continually haunting me.
Loving heart protected by rage.
Angel morphed to succubus.
Ignorant

True Life

I gotta life. 
You gotta life. 
He's gotta life.  
She's gotta life. 

I say I'm saved. 
You say your saved. 
He says he's saved. 
She says she's saved. 

My life is paradise. 
I say my life sucks. 
Your life is pretty good. 
You say your life sucks. 
His life is hard 
He says his

Qualities of a True Life

Life 
Is what we make it
When we change it, it’ll always remain

Death 
When it comes, we shall not fear
For we have eternity

Home is where we are
Where we live
Where we pray

The Homeless are those who are lost
They have yet to be found
They have yet to believe

Love those we care for
Those who care for us
Unconditionally

Those who don’t

Sort of True Life

About half way through this next poem I had a slight break with reality and decided to go straight for the humor! Hope you enjoy it.
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When she was a child of dreams 
She knew for certain stars could fly 
And high above the billowed clouds 
Is where she knew the angels lie 
When she was

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