Whatever Poems - Poems about Whatever

For The Unsung Heroes

Nationals you are the same
Whatever nation you relate to
You're caught up in the old game
Of some national breakthrough
The most independent sources 
Tell you what you need to learn
Privileged with self-importance
You count every cent you earn
Tell me propaganda stories
Tired generalizations
Pose a show-off with no worries 
Though you are a worried nation
That’s your special way to go
Just

People Like

It is the way of the people,
people like you, people like me.
It is the way of the people,
to want whatever they see.
It is the way of the people,
people like you, people like me.
It is the way of the people,
to take whatever they please.
It is the way of the people,
people like you, people like me.
It is

Nevermore, Whatever For?

My eyes wandered through an old photograph.
Pausing suddenly, I dissolved in tears,
remembering how, the first half of half
of my life, you were with me all those years, 

and how my young love, bonny, bright, and fair,
stroked you with fingers, delicate and soft,
as well she styled you, "beautiful blonde hair",
and admired you, as wind bore you

Whatever You Want It To Be

Your golden calf
 speaks artfully in my ear
 marketing its millions of worshipers- 

 whispers of temptation to be like you-

If all life produces are idolators
from the gold calves they adore,
where are its gardeners
its realtors
its nourishers
its doctors
its listeners
its philosophers
it cleaners
its mothers
its fathers?
These are the pillars of society.

Remember this
 and don't feel ashamed of who you

Whatever Happened to Elevenses

Breakfast done, lunch so far away.
It's never too early or late for Elevenses!
Perhaps a seed-cake, sweet fragrant and so very proper.
Or a steaming currant bun, warm, light and spicy.
Oh perhaps the splendor of a freshly baked scone with jam and cream.
Or delicate petite fours scattered with remnants of a dream perchance?
Who stole the plate the

BYE GONE BE BYE GONE

Whatever you've lost
Don't go in search for it
If you can't find it
It always leave you insane
Start looking for who to blame.
Transfer your pain into glory
Leave story, let bye gone be bye gone.

I'm so funny
But not cunning
Ha ha ha ha ha
The vibes I give
Always keep you laughing 
If we believe, then  we'll receive
Let go whatever

I Can't Make You Feel It, Whatever It Is

I could hand you the bottle,
tip it slow, let the cheap red river
burn down your throat—
but I can't make you feel it.

I could drop you in a dim-lit room,
where the fan wobbles and the radio wheezes
some dead man's blues—
but I can't make you hear it.

I could carve the hunger into your ribs,
make you watch the

LBGQTZ Whatever

If you feel the need to compete
In healthy athletic competition
And happen to be LBG*T+
There's always the Special Olympics
Or become a corn star

You'll always be welcomed there
With open arms, or legs
Either way, both ways or whatever
It's all about the good sportsmanship,
Healthy competition
And Fun

By the way,
Sometimes, I get a litter horny
When I've had too many beers,
I shart

Whatever

Whatever happens ~
It will;
However action
At will!
Simply is Destiny
these two things:
How you act and

What is happening?
Will we ride the tides of life & time?
Will we wind up sunk to bed instead?
Will we act all we will,
All accept what we won't?

How is this happening?
Well, we find the tides of life & time.
Well, we wake up from the

WORLD PEOPLE

My father always told me
Son; When you stop being beneficial
You become useless
To those that were using you.
You'll think niggas got your back
When everything is right
But they disappear into thin air
When everything goes wrong
Just stay strong.

People giving
What's rightfully for one
To another 
Dis glorifying the right one 
Then glorifying who they want
Whom am I to judge
But I

whatever happened to

it’s lonely standing outside the cage
  with the left of centre attitude
             as
the majority look upon 
                      with disdain

whatever happened to

Whatever the 'H' It Means

   Wormwood and gall

   Whatever the ‘H’ it means

     ~ makes me sick in the spleen

I will be your wife mother cousin sister or whatever

You have this great idea.
Why not let me be your everything?
You will no longer be accountable or responsible
For your actions, words or deeds.

I will be your wife, mother, cousin, sister, whatever.
You can point to me when things go wrong.
I will be the scapegoat, the whipping boy.
You can meander through the valley of life unscathed

If you

Whatever It Takes

Dazzling smile, eyes of blue
Know just how much I love you?
No way to measure what you're worth
But know that I would walk this earth
To go and reach the place you are
No distance is too great or far
If you're there waiting at the gate
It will never be too late

GANGSTER PARTY

It's a gangster party
Steady drinking and smoking 
Taking things on things 
Until we're lit
We don't need any hypocrite here
We no pretenders 
We do whatever makes us happy.

A lot of girls and merriment 
It's a pool party 
I got two bad es for the night 
One giving me lap dance 
The other giving me a massage

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