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Poem Details | by
Michelle Faulkner |
Categories:
death, humor, life, riddle,
If the staff of life
Is bread, then
Is death gluten-free?
7/17/19
Poem Details | by
Gillian Brown |
Categories:
abuse, addiction, age, angst, body, bullying, conflict, courage, death, dedication, depression, desire, discrimination, freedom, high school, life, lonely, pain, time, truth, world,
Broken,beaten,blind and lost
All but a spark of hope left to keep warm
But dig and claw on bruised muscles, on broken limbs
Until the light day fills your sight
Left blinded no more
Dig
Until the soft fresh air blows the spark to a flame and ignites your will
Dig
Until the ground beneath is solid enough to stand
Walk,until the pain is mastered and stumbling ceases.
And you can say:
This will not be my grave.
Poem Details | by
Marianne Vincent |
Categories:
beauty, butterfly, cheer up, children, courage, death of a friend, water,
Your Majesty
Waving a white glove
Watching red barge on the River
Easing the Thames
Skipper's dream for ever
As You are up to the top
In Pageant Canaletto scene
Bridging London and Venice
People's Joy and Hope for the future
Ringing the 8 bells on the Belfrey
Announcing worldly water Storms
That will open the doors still ajar
From St.Paul's Cathedral to Big Ben
No mercy nor sympathy for the evil
Greeting the iconic landmarks
From the London-Paris Eye
Like a Mermaid One
among the Trinity Five Hundreds
on behalf of all
Outside the Towers of London
Saluted and respected
White
Drops of rain to wash some away
Along the banks of our rivers
in steady progress
Poem Details | by
JSLambert Mister ROBOTO |
Categories:
angst, business, caregiving, family, friendship, hope, inspirational, introspection, life, love, on work and working, peace, people, philosophy, political, religion, social, sympathy, uplifting, urban, visionary, work
Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION
Poem Details | by
Nola Perez |
Categories:
eulogy,
Some never
experience it,
that time
of a perfect fit
Before everything
that gets
in the way gets
in the way.
It was really
nothing much: just
words, and
remembered touch,
Brevity
in real time,
in memory
forever.
Poem Details | by
Sam Ruby |
Categories:
adventure, angel, angst, art, beautiful, black african american, business, butterfly, caregiving, christian, confusion, courage, dedication, devotion, dream, faith, family, fear, freedom, funny, grief, growing up, happiness, happy, history, hope, inspirational, life, lonely, love, philosophy, spiritual, visionary, world, love, money,
If its money I got its money ill keep.
If its money I have its money ill weep.
If its love that I give its love ill receive.
For I am but no one who just see's beneath.
Some say your only as strong as you feel, but how could we change..in a place that's so unreal. People are hearing but..not really hearing. Why is the world so blind. I keep on screaming and screaming and screaming for things to be revolutionized. I am just a small song in a world full of cries, laughter, tears and french-fries.
Poem Details | by
kennith stomps |
Categories:
death, forgiveness, friendship, happiness, hope, mystery, passion,
Oh, I see roses in your eyes
we're put here only to face demise
this unknown road we walk is torn
yet of this world, we are born
some rich, some poor
some always seem adored
some black, some white
who's better? a non-sense fight
money is nothing, a temporal illusion
it only wreaks havoc and causes confusion
race is a color and I am colorblind
sexuality is sexuality why should others mind?
as for religion, it causes many pain
however, it's the only reason man's still sain
would you say born rich is an advantage
it's of no importance, either way
each and every, is put to the test
will you be remembered? or forgotten like the rest?
Poem Details | by
David Dowling |
Categories:
beauty, body, education, happy, joy, science, sympathy,
Why are we ticklish?
Nerves, basically.
Nerves in your
hands,
nerves in your feet.
Sensory attenuation
tells your brain
which
actions require
attention from it.
This measure is
there
to give your brain
help.
-and it's also the
reason
you can't tickle
yourself.
A tickle won't hurt.
It's nothing like
pain.
It's not quite a
warning.
It's not quite the
same.
So why do we feel
it?
Isn't it weird?
There must be a
reason
that tickling is
here!
Maybe because
you can't do it
alone,
and since it's not
warning
that danger is
prone,
it could be a
message
advice we should
live
making contact with
others,
there's nothing like
it!
Poem Details | by
Earl Schumacker |
Categories:
adventure, cry, death, life, passion, philosophy, today,
Coffee Break (Seize the day)
In every tick of every clock
There is a trick that follows with a tock
Tick- tock, tick- tock, swing on lost pendulums
To stop, to seize the day, remember to
Live every day to follow death
Die every day to follow life
If you cry each day
If you laugh each day
You have lived a life worth living
Seize the day if just to drink your coffee
As life is sometimes hard to swallow in the coffin
Created on 10/21/14 for - Seize the day (Carpe diem) - Poetry Contest
Poem Details | by
Jim Campbell |
Categories:
death, life, sad,
The Blackbird
Looms over my grave
At my funeral
Nobody came
Not a soken word
For this slave
Neither a hero
Or unbrave
A life with nothing to show
His last words wen't unheard
The only one he really did know
Was the Blackbird
That looms over his grave..
Poem Details | by
Weird Alien |
Categories:
absence, angel, boyfriend, death, feelings, goodbye, grief, heartbreak, heartbroken, hope, lost love, miss you, thank you,
As the sun rises in the sky
My heart is crushing once again ,
On the cold, black, wet earth
Where once upon a time we both
Were staying.
I pass the old tree and see your carving,
And my hands start shaking
My legs can’t hold me anymore ,
Come back from Heaven , come back
For me.
I want us to be like before,
To lie on the earth and stare at the stars
To kiss me at night and hold me
Tight to your chest and never
Never let me go.
I can’t give up on you so easy
Your face ,is what I see all day
I want no sun, nor light, nor life
I just want you near me
Day and night.
Poem Details | by
Weird Alien |
Categories:
death, deep, depression, desire, faith, heart,
Where have you gone?
I feel so lonely without you here
I'm craving for your touch
I'm dying for your embrace
Where are you now?
'cause I can't take it much longer
I feel like I start falling again
But there's no one here to catch me
'Cause you left without even saying goodbye
And left me to break into pieces
I put my hands together
Sit down on my knees
And pray to the skies
to bring you back to me...
Poem Details | by
johneta ohler |
Categories:
dedication, devotion, hope, life, nostalgia, sorry, sympathy,
i want
i need
To break free
I'm finally ready.
to talk
to tell
but it's too late,
isn't it?
I failed
Look at the bright side.
now I don't have to suffer
the feelings of rejection
so stubbornly shy
so insecure.
such low self-esteem
i need to break free
out of my shell
but no use there
its too late
there's no hope for me
look at me
it all adds up to my self-esteem
time to grow up
be a big girl and let out of my shell
and live life fully
no regrets
Poem Details | by
David Dowling |
Categories:
family, life, love, sympathy,
Ugly is such an ugly term.
for ugly, is an opinion...as far as i'm concerned.
And it can be quite troubling,
when one thinks one is ugly.
But one must remember that such beauty is skin deep,
and the prettiest human being wouldn't interest chimpanzees.
Poem Details | by
DM Babbit |
Categories:
angst, death, life, soldier,
Another soldier dies
killed in some distant war
that hovers forever on our doorstep.
An unnamed life lost
to the masses and news back at home
save the ones who knew and loved him.
They serve willingly
fighting in a hostile land
to bring freedom and hope that others run from.
The generals make the call
in the background of the sands and smoke
where life remains untouched.
When do we learn
that life and men and women
are of more value than land and oil, diamonds and gold?
Poem Details | by
Mindi Madsen |
Categories:
death, war,
Upon the foggy hills I sat
With a hat on my bloody lap
Contemplation is my thoughts
Whilst humming in my lips
Aviators all around
Dropping shells to the ground
With a big booming sound
People screaming through the air
Run for your lives they declare
This is the way it was
Back in the year of 1921.
The evil that is war
Zaian war.
7/1/16
Poem Details | by
Tanika Cooks |
Categories:
introspection, life, natureme, me,
Before you get too close…
Listen to the sound of the clock
Every part of me is alive
You need…
Before you get too close…
Go ahead and scream
Scratch at the surface
Go ahead and bleed
Find your souls true purpose
Realize that nothing is…
But suddenly can be
Before you get too close…
Take a long look
Stare at the world about you
Take a deep breathe
Catch a falling leaf
Before you get to close
Live.
Tell me what it felt like…
Tell me what to need is like
Poem Details | by
Jimmi Canada |
Categories:
5th grade, 6th grade, beach, bereavement, boat, boy, green,
Display,
Crave,
CARRAAAAAAAAAAAANK,
Demaize...
Dice,
Spice!
Cries,
Collides...
Finds.
Focused.
Pines.
Complies,
A-mind,
A-size!
Rice,
Rotate,
Be a tie.
Locate,
Advise,
Add tries.
Poem Details | by
Ivy McCain |
Categories:
hate,
I've killed a man
It's sad but true
For what he's done
Could have happened to you
I've killed him not
With gun nor knife
But with my thoughts
He has no life
I hate him now
And forever more
Because his love
Shouldn't be a chore
Poem Details | by
William Masonis |
Categories:
death, inspirational, introspection, life, philosophy, visionary,
Each moment that passes
Is another small step towards death.
- But what of that?
This journey goes but one way
And at its end, a door
A door we all pass through,
And a dark within, that none may see.
All doorways are Adventures;
Cross the threshold -
Find what waits within!
A boudoir, a tavern,
A field of flowers?
Tambourines and dancing, laughter
Or, perhaps, just darkness.
- If so, then a place to rest, among your friends!
The joy of all journeying lies all in the traveling;
All their ends are new Beginnings.
Poem Details | by
Frank Malfi |
Categories:
death, life, passion, philosophy, sad, time,
Waiting for the traffic to move,
Longest day in the world for me,
Slow motion in progress it just won’t groove,
I’m growing no faster then a tree,
Impatient the moment arises,
Looked both ways and the season subsided,
The occasional mishap just occurred,
Crash in an instant now I’m disturbed,
In this second I look in the past,
I see myself and I didn’t last.
Poem Details | by
Thomas Johnson Jr |
Categories:
death, devotion, natural disasters, me, me,
Father dont relieve me
give me a dawning day to
kiss the bliss upon a new life
as long as i take them with
me into what could be 6 plus deep
just fall into what could be heaven
for me it is called hell
as if i were to sieze the day
Poem Details | by
Richelle Rozant |
Categories:
betrayal, death, goodbye, grief, hate, heartbreak, world,
Like the roar of thunder
Mighty, powerful but it echoes
Like the intense tingle in your nose
Just before a sneeze
Like a blurred, frosted window
Prohibits sight
Like the taste of water from a kitchen tap
Tastes like nothing
Like the smell of morning
When you have s sinusitis flu
None of my senses can distinguish
To help my brain to comprehend
So that my my heart can understand this nothingness
Overwhelming, deafening, incomprehensable
SUDDEN...
Nothingness
Poem Details | by
Eva Demate |
Categories:
anniversary, death, family,
It's been a year since you were gone.
Pain and regrets are still undone.
Up there with HIM,
I know you are at peace.
Somewhat I am happy
And I should be.
Because finally you are free,
Free from earthly weight and pain.
I missed you dearly
And I know God sees me
At night when I weep
And wipe my tears secretly.
I should have went home sooner,
So I could of take care of you longer,
But I was too late...
Too late to even recognize
your favorite grandaughter.
Poem Details | by
James McLain |
Categories:
art, poetry,
Twice around the world when once sufficed,
And but not for desire to die in fire.
For simple mind's death runs the race, the race
That seeks them out.
Volcanoes that spew snow across the land,
The barren land where's not a rose.
Where the pain of two is fused into the heart
Of one, where pleasures feel like pain.
When dying once for none cannot suffice,
But twice as great.