Home » Poems » Best » Warren Marc » Best Warren Marc Poems

Best Poems Written by Warren Marc

Below are the all-time best Warren Marc poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

Details | Warren Marc Poem

Family

I don’t care about your colour
I don’t subscribe to the look of your face
Were all sisters and brothers and fathers and mothers,
Joined in the human race,
Open your curtains and turn on the news,
we’re surrounded by horror and hate
At a time when so much is so lost and abused,
Why are we screwing our fate,
Your gender your race your beliefs,
The choices that make you be you,
Are individually and perfectly great,
Because they’re completely and honestly true,
If we’re ethically and morally at war,
Then how will we ever move on,
We’re ruining what was given before,
Because we’re treating each other so wrong,
When your down or damaged or lost
And the noise of the world just blares,
Your not caring what barriers are crossed,
Your just grateful to know someone cares,
 So people -  please look around,
See the person living inside,
Because if we all make just a small effort,
Then never again need we hide.

Details | Warren Marc Poem

Karma

Imagine a world of intent,
Where you get back all that you give,
Where your actions create what you have,
How many would struggle to live,
How many  would come crashing down,
Because of how they behave,
How many would end up with nothing,
Because they took more than they gave.
And who would deserve so much more,
Because they give so much more than they get,
Because they step up for people they know,
And step forward for those they’ve just met,
Maybe this is how it works,
It depends on what you believe,
Maybe this is preparation,
Maybe now is our only reprieve .

Details | Warren Marc Poem

Look But Dont See

Thank you for seeing me,
Whilst everyone was looking at me,
You spoke to me,
And then you saw me.
You didn’t assume to know me by how I looked,
You didn’t think you knew my life by the clothes I wear,
You never took for granted my state of mind ,
because of how I behaved,
You just spoke to me,
And you saw me,
In a world so blind,
Thank you for seeing me.

wM

Details | Warren Marc Poem

Whos the Crazy One

Are you hearing voices again, 
Is there words inside your head,
Do you feel you  want to hurt yourself,
Make the bath water turn red,

Have you forgotten what you did before,
Do you remember who i am,
You know your not that little girl,
Did you even know that man,

When did you stop taking your pills,
How long since you checked in,
Where have you been sleeping,
Are you still a virgin,

I only want to care for you,
Your mind isn’t quite right,
Just let me make it all alright,
An tuck you in at night,

“You people drive me in nuts,
No wonder it’s all hazy,
Just leave me be the  alone,
It’s no wonder I’m in crazy,”

Details | Warren Marc Poem

Echoes

It is true,
That once we were so much more,
But through the ages of devolution,
We have become lost within our time,
What once we were capable of now is incomprehensible,
No longer open to interpretation,
So few so close to remembering,
Perverse how evolution has become our execution,
We are echoes crossing dimensions,
Drowning in the obsessions of morbid fascination,
Our inability to conceive our own potential,
Becomes the patronising ignorance of our own progress.
We have come so far by losing so much,
That all we are now is lost.

wM

Details | Warren Marc Poem

Burning Angel

Like all the fools before me and the blind that wait their turn.
Ive been to play within my hell and watched an angel burn.
The contrast of such beauty on a once angelic face,
Now the grimace of such evil killing all to win the race.
I treated her like royalty as if she wore a crown,
Looking back i realise i was just a courtroom clown.
The signs were there ,
I didnt care,
Blinded without sight.
I dealt the jack and got it back,
Then lost the final fight.
Even now i catch my thoughts drifting into space,
I pull back in to realise that im smiling at her face.
The lonesome touch or passing glimpse would make me feel so high.
The only comfort left now is in my tears each time i cry.
Like all the fools before me and the blind that wait thier turn,
Watch how love can make you whole,
 And watch how angels burn.

Details | Warren Marc Poem

Im a Survivor

Why do people worry for me,
They fear that I’ve been through so much,
With my past and my scars,
But my scars are my battle stories,
Each one tells a tale of survival,
So I wear them with pride,
The blows I took never killed me but made me stronger,
And the names they called me only served to harden my resilience,
Really there’s no reason to be concerned,
I have been through so much and yet here I stand,
Because I am a survivor,
I don’t fear the future,
Because I am a survivor,
I am not defined by my experience,
Because I have chosen to be who I am,
Despite of what I’ve been through,
I am a survivor,
Look at what I have become,
Pity my past but don’t pity me,
Because I am proud to call myself a survivor,
And I will continue to survive,
Larger and louder than the life that has tried to tame me.

Details | Warren Marc Poem

Forget Me - Not

When my breathless body returns to the earth from which it came,
Let it be known that I tried,
In the face of damnation,
With the manacles of propriety digging deep into my flesh,
And the corpulent greed of the contumacious seeping from every open door,
Let them say that I tried,
Inside this strident existence that we call our own,
Where the fastidious prey on the guileless,
I just wanted to be a luminous beacon of intransigent truth,
A munificent solace for those In need,
I just wanted one zealous moment to make a difference,
And as the remnants of me powder and dust into the soil in which I lie,
Let at least one person say that my life was worthwhile,
That my existence was heuristic,
Because if I am to become just another sorry loss,
An echoed memory only deserving of a sorrowful after thought,
Then what was it all worth,
And more so,
Why then would anyone else bother.
Because if we cannot make a difference,
Then I would rather not be remembered at all.

Details | Warren Marc Poem

A Daddy's Hug

If I close my eyes and feel a breeze does that mean you are near ,
Do you hide inside my farthest dreams,
Or echo in my tear ,
Do you see me living out my life ,
The father I've become ,
The father that I am to you ,
Though never quite begun ,

I picture how you might of looked ,
I think of how you'd be -
The traits within your character that bond you back to me. 

If somewhere somehow here or there ,
You see the thoughts I own ,
That tell you though we've never met -
You've never been alone .
That tell if I could cross time I'd come to where you dance ,
See I never knew that you were here - 
I never had the chance. 

Not in this world , not at this time -
Your eyes were not to see ,
Your weren't to walk upon this land -
Your life was not to be -

But If there is a place beyond ,
Where time stands still and worries cease ,
A place your spirit watches from ,
A place of innocence and peace .

Then guide me when my time here's done ,
Illuminate my way. 
For a daddy's hug is everything -
And yours is waiting till that day

Details | Warren Marc Poem

Silver Tongued

Just trying to get past yesterday before dismay leads me astray ,
Im struggling to get away from all these twisted games you play,
Its manipulation by interrogation it’s your medication for my segregation,
The explanation of your dedication is a demonstration of your reputation,
It’s mental torture,
Pure abuse that slowly tightens like a noose,
Its a pain that hides beneath the nights of tortured lies and vicious fights,
You have the power to articulate which allows you to intimidate,
But you manipulate to illustrate that I’m the one that’s ill of fate.
It’s survival in a hated state,
Using me as tempted bait,
You have to know it’s time to go,
Before it ends up being too late.