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Poem Details | by
arthur vaso |
Categories:
culture, death, funeral, music, paris,
Death – Remember me Tomorrow
Votre amour est tout ce que j'implore
Angels took us from France's shores
To the promised land of lady liberty
Hollywood glitter enticing us lovers with mystery
Living the past in a cinematic telling
Ironic that love was sourly spurned
By Bogart’s charming quilted misgivings
Madeline, later would sadly sing
La Marseillaise, while lovers embrace
Paris after dark, they disappear with no trace
Trains to death and boats to freedom
As Casablanca tells of romantic tales
Je suis vieux, est je suis seul
The beautiful one misses the past and you
All the ships have sailed and gone
It’s the cemetery now where I rest under lawn
Poem Details | by
W.A. CHOLT |
Categories:
culture, death, political, war,
Outside
The streets are thronged with people
Chanting empty slogans
Mindless minions
Dancing to a globalist agenda...
W.A. CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2017.
Poem Details | by
Zamreen Zarook |
Categories:
abuse, addiction, adventure, age, betrayal, body, boyfriend, brother, conflict, confusion, courage, culture, death, forgiveness, fun, high school, how i feel, inspirational, life, loneliness, lonely, loss, lost, murder, mystery, paradise, psychological, racism, rights, stress, teen, teenage, time, voice, wisdom, words, world, write, youth,
Happiness in a Wrong way – Zamreen Zarook
In the notion of seeking happiness,
I thought of stepping in to nonsense,
I dream I could find success,
But I had only little access.
Every attempt that I lend,
It was an utter failure at the end,
My life was full of difficult bend,
But God is always there as a good friend.
My deeds travel in various ways,
Some times in subways,
Or in times it goes in highways,
But I had the belief, God is there always.
North and south families surrounded,
East and west friends are rounded,
Every time fear on death soughed,
I am trapped, and my merits are loaded.
Poem Details | by
brittney lopez |
Categories:
absence, abuse, addiction, allah, allegory, angel, anger, angst, april, art, august, baseball, basketball, best friend, birthday, books, cousin, culture, dad, death, depression, desire, dream, drink, education, emo, eulogy, faith,
They say the sun shines on the skin of a goddess her hair dark filled with flowers and her skin of silk,
When you see her don't let her go she will treat u like a god and run her silk hands against the ruffness of your skin she will show u the right way to enlightenment her eyes golden brown so deep you can get lost she can see right through you and know the depth of your soul she will speak words so smooth softer then the wind
Skin so smooth the sun follows her every move.
Poem Details | by
Jen Franks |
Categories:
beauty, celebration, city, community, courage, culture, devotion, freedom, grave, identity, inspiration, inspirational, life, memory, nature, patriotic, people, political, power, september, symbolism, tribute, urban, veterans day, war, wisdom,
Temperature dip
urban leaves turned
Autumn, sniffing around
for a place to settle
no Farmer's Market
in San Francisco today.
Poem Details | by
Billy Marshall Stoneking |
Categories:
change, culture, death, identity, longing, lost, technology,
The dead can offer you nothing
except your own, hard work.
Don’t stand so close.
Their reach is longer than your fear.
They are desperadoes with
nothing to lose,
nothing to give,
only more of the same.
Don’t stare too hard
at those full of their own emptiness.
They have nothing to offer,
nothing in their words, their eyes,
they can’t offer their hearts -
they have none.
If you look too long
you begin might begin
to think you’re just like them,
catching the light rail
eternally stuck between where
they’ve come from
and where you’re going.
Poem Details | by
A.O. Taner |
Categories:
absence, adventure, beautiful, car, confusion, culture, cute love, death, dream, fear, feelings, heart, heartbreak, heartbroken, heaven, imagination, inspirational, irony, love, love hurts, metaphor, passion, remember, scary, sleep, smart, solitude, travel, urban, women,
I fell asleep in my dream
at the wheel,
unfolded maps on the car's floor
to wake up to her smile
not once but twice.
Poem Details | by
Funom Makama |
Categories:
culture, cute love, dedication, desire, love, marriage,
Signed to dwell in a comfortable locked cage
where smoke also comes out from ice;
moving gradually, taking it page by page,
nurture the hunger then you can eat even half cooked rice.
It’s like bad costumes but in a beautiful stage
or a boring occasion, well attended by funny guys.
In comfort, in difficulty, in ecstasy and in rage,
on each others skin, seldom disturbing as lice.
A year, then some decades and the union is coming of age,
but the flavor still remains, due to the preservation of its spice.
Poem Details | by
Liva Evita Nagle |
Categories:
change, culture, death, dedication, freedom, friendship, war,
Gather and look at how delightful is our union!
With the soil fertile, mother’s touch in the breeze,
We move onward from another year gone past,
Full of victory, full of win
We bow our heads to that which is above all;
With our feet we stand in safety
As our hearts go to the dead,
But our friendship so ever-lasting, joyous and alive
Shall be one which is forever –
A union never-ending.
Poem Details | by
Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu |
Categories:
adventure, conflict, culture, death, power,
Once existed an indian
Tribe from Algonquian
Linguistic stock.
Warlike in nature:power
Of the colonists were
Curtailed.
The hammer of God,
Fearless,death looms
Wherever they tread.
Fierce-looking on horse-
Backs-the foreign
Shackles of slavery,they
Broke.
Slaves from other tribes
They made.
An ally of the English,
They triumphed over the
French.
The only shinning star in
The region,this dreaded
Tribe its identity it lost:the
Death of their fallen
Leader-the last of the
Mohicans,was the demise
Of a new birth.
Poem Details | by
Mark J. Halliday |
Categories:
culture, dark, death, evil, fear, mythology, truth,
Transylvanian
Tourist guides show Vlad's castle.
Vampires are not real.
Poem Details | by
Katie Christian |
Categories:
cry, culture, dark, death, depression, emo, suicide,
They call me names
and play their games
But they can't feel my pain
Of the razor I use to make my life a little smaller
They say that I'm worthless
That I'm just another name
In their suicide game
I'm not the first
And I won't be the last
To cry at night
And pretend that I'm alright
I cut my wrists
using that small blade
And I think I'm loosing
their suicide game
One more round and
I'm down for the count
I can see the end
Just around the bend
So I played
And I played well
But it was all in vain
Because I lost their suicide game
Poem Details | by
Eternal Victor |
Categories:
adventure, angel, anger, bible, business, change, creation, culture, death, dedication, dream, education, fear, freedom, future, god, grave, life, magic, memorial day, miracle, mystery, nature, patriotic, peace, people, places, poems, pride, relationship, soldier, spiritual, success, suicide, symbolism, truth, war,
Alas there is no more confusion,
finally found my last conclusion.
Expect me as if Jesus will return,
from a ghost to a realm of concern.
Your dreams are portals like doors,
welcoming spirits into hasten wars.
Leaving the thoughts without trust,
keeping your fears in much disgust.
And though you sought no consequence,
deeds that confirm a wicked malevolence.
Awaiting in your nightmare of screams,
enjoy what is left amongst your dreams.
Poem Details | by
Omar Hachmi |
Categories:
absence, august, creation, culture, death of a friend, desire, devotion,
I am honored to extend my personal creations each lovers of articles and thoughts and love letters that pin up my blog, which I will start publishing the establishment of God's creations that I typed.
Author: Omar Hachmi
Age: 17 years
City: Rachidia (Morocco)
Level mode: the final year of the baccalaureate
Author : Omar Hachmi
Poem Details | by
Earl Schumacker |
Categories:
adventure, celebrity, character, confusion, culture, death, fun,
Frog 1 And 2 – Haiku
Frog 1
lights, stage, action, shoot
frog sings opera, hat, cane
Saturday cartoons
Frog 2
riveting story
jumping to conclusions, sad
frog misses pad, croaks
Poem Details | by
Les Pruitt |
Categories:
abuse, allah, america, betrayal, child, conflict, confusion, culture, death, emotions, evil, fear, feelings, children, god, grief, immigration, international, loss, march, memory, missing you, my child, my children, pain, peace, political, spiritual,
Copyright © 2013
07/17/2013
Skittles and a soda
against a gun in its holster?
One day that scream
will be known as a teen
not a heinous lying Fein
What a sinister ploy and twist
with a loaded gun and no fist?
Had everyone sitting and waiting
doomed by a verdict just delaying
Was this just an optical illusion
or, a devious planned conclusion?
Now, this generation too afraid
wearing hoodies will get you dead
But, the Klan was still glad
hoodies they've always had
A verdict they too saw,
ushering in martial law
by: LP
edited: 7/30/13
Poem Details | by
Timothy Hicks |
Categories:
america, angst, bereavement, culture, future, introspection, today,
Ice in the Moon, Water on Mars, What's Next?
Luna
Tuna
Come on Over it's Been a Long Time!
Postpone
Text tone
Wanna Go to the Park?
Playground
No sound
Who Gives Hugs Anymore
Subtle
Bubble
You Always Wanted a Big House
Each room
A tomb
Flowers For Little Ole Me?
My box
Loves phlox
Will the Real Ghost Please Stand Up
Twitter?
Figures
Poem Details | by
Line Gauthier |
Categories:
culture, death, fear, scary, society, spoken word, stress,
What’s wrong with our culture
That we’re so deathly afraid
To talk about death and dying
It’s a process we will all go through
In one way or another
Yet hush hush it’s taboo
Don’t want to talk about it
Don’t want to hear about it
We’re so tense and uptight
Keeping our thoughts private at all cost
Can’t expect any tête-à-tête discussion
Because people say the oddest things
As the process of our life slips away
What a relief it would be
To share and discuss openly
Posted on October 10, 2018
Poem Details | by
Ajala Samuel Akindele |
Categories:
adventure, africa, black african american, creation, culture, eulogy, freedom,
The belief of the soul;
Culture is dynamic
It is the spouse of tradition(coinage)
Culture is life and
High influence of the nation.
Culture those not entice
Superiority among negro
Nor inferiority.
Culture created us equally
But the head determines.
Culture is virginity
Keep yourself safe!
Culture;
Nor racial discrimination,
Nor violence and
Nor religion common
To cultureis the globe
And the outerpart.
Culture is unique!
Culture is different!
Culture is pride!
Culture is not wealth
Nor abject poverty.
God is culture?
We are all one”says” culture
Poem Details | by
David Brown |
Categories:
america, culture, grief, humanity, political, rights,
In America,
sad, sad America
the rights of commerce
trump the reality that people
who do kill people with guns,
shouldn't have the right
to continue each day
to do so
Poem Details | by
Earl Schumacker |
Categories:
conflict, culture, death, image, life, society, wisdom,
Transcending The Cultural Divide
Watching the foreign film and blood fly
Nothing particular on my mind
I do not know a word they speak
Their death is all I need
War machines kill everything
I am supplied forever in that moment
With all the information that I need
Death transcends all nations
I am alive in that moment
Transcending the cultural divide
Poem Details | by
john winkle |
Categories:
absence, blue, culture, dark, death, fire, water,
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Poem Details | by
Rico Leffanta |
Categories:
culture, death, endurance, funeral, horse, journey, memorial,
Boot Hill is filled with remorse
From folks who could not stay the course
But a lot could be worse
Than a ride in an hearse
For a cowboy who ain't got no horse!
Poem Details | by
Miche Ulman |
Categories:
absence, adventure, betrayal, body, books, change, character, conflict, confusion, courage, creation, culture, dark, death, dream, evil, farewell, freedom, history, imagination, inspiration, life, magic, mirror, murder, mystery, mythology, philosophy, poetry, self, senses, sin, society, symbolism, travel, visionary, wisdom,
hello my friend, stranger walk by,
borrow a moment, spare me your lie,
through pen of the narrow and mist of an eye,
below absolute zero, someone will die;
sentence to rambler, apple hereby,
flute of the meadow, mandrake will cry,
in front of the riddler second might try,
get out of here mortal,
exit near by-e.
angry as he strike out his pen,
get out of here demon, get out of this den,
in thousands of years how long has it been,
when scriptures wear sandals;
on meadow you land, many bear seasons,
stakes shall bend, lantern still burning,
your letter is send.
Poem Details | by
Mohammed Rakibul Hossain |
Categories:
conflict, creation, culture, dedication, grief, international, war,
Where is the nation which speaks love ,
where are the spirits which kept us above ,
where can we find the solution for grime ,
like a tiny mosquito committing a crime ,
where the air around lives in a coal miners lung - ,
serving all mankind , till the singers sung ,
darkness our future – remains in our fate ,
hard striking sweats – prove together very late .
Love is far found under the graves ,
humanity is flown in the melodious waves ,
lacking all words – but we act very brave .
Sum up the words – saving bloody lives ,
bawl , cheer , and glamour – forging against the knives ,
clutch on the oldie – seeking truth till you dive .