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Poem Details | by Sanderline Fleury |
Categories: betrayal, care, career, change, childhood, confusion, courage, cry, depression, discrimination, faith, feelings, forgiveness, girl, grief, growing up, inspiration, jealousy, judgement, loneliness, lonely, strength, suicide, teen, teenage, truth,

read this please

They hate you because your you
They make up lies and call it true
They're fake behind your back
Hoping someday that you'll crack.

They hate you because your real.
no matter what they say you always heal
They're surprised to see you rise,
That you're not affected by all these lies


They hate you because you smile at them
It shows them that your a real gem
You are always true and do your best :)
Sometimes these haters just cant test

They hate you for no reason
Despite it all, you smile
whatever the reason
At the end of the day
All i'm gonna say
All i plan to be 
IS ME


-Sanderline Fleury :)


Poem Details | by Just That Archaic Poet |
Categories: death, pain, sad love, sorrow, truth,

I Need Time to Heal

Tell me why, but tell me True-
Spare me the heartbreak of a Lie
I would lay forever in these meadows...
Forever, until I die!
To rid myself of all the Pain,
And the Sorrows of what I feel
To ease my Mind, my worried Brain
(Lord! The Cuts! I need to heal)

*Referring to my problems with "Borderline Personality Disorder"; many of us are "cutters"

Poem Details | by Jacob Reinhardt |
Categories: abuse, age, art, business, career, change, class, color, computer, conflict, death, depression, devotion, flower, green, happiness, introspection, irony, jobs, language, loneliness, lonely, longing, metaphor, nature, pain, philosophy, political, poverty, self, simile, slavery, social, society, spiritual, stress, technology, time, today, together, truth, urban, visionary, wisdom, work, world,

The Color Missing

The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s mistakes.  Blue is the color of the songs we sing on tax forms or pay stubs- every page has a secret melody. Black is the color of the streets we fear most. Black is the color of our signature of approval. Black is the color of our death.

‘But what about the Green pens?’ I ask. They say ‘the ink is too hard to see.’


Poem Details | by Roy Pett |
Categories: bereavement, betrayal, courage, lonely, princess, truth,

Princess of courage

In days not long ago lived our princess 
gracious, elegant and so beautiful 
everyone she met rich, poor she'd impress 
a daughter, wife, and mother dutiful,

her oath and vows she took seriously 
sadly her true love was never returned 
abandoned treated mysteriously 
our princesses wellbeing unconcerned,

this loveless marriage and deceit must end
living in London’s pretence with prince John
unwilling to repair her heart nor mend
he was happy to divorce, see her gone,

her life ended in unexplained disaster 
sadly there was no happy ever-after.






Poem Details | by Myke Jones |
Categories: angst, death, devotion, faith, forgiveness, hope, nostalgia, passion, me, me,

Gospel Truth

I don't believe in the way things were.
I used to sit back and commend others for doing what I couldn't.
(it turns out, it was only what i wouldn't)

Every hand I extend in kindness is another step I long to take
And every note I sow, I swear it's because I know nothing else

Teach me shoulder-less love
Find me hope in the darkest hotels
Kill my distaste for
SOMETHING SO MUCH MORE!

I won't come back home
You don't need this throne
Fill my heart, I'm forlorn
Keep me out of this haze

Grace from remorse, let's turn this into a style
I'm alone in the next room
WAITING FOR THE NEXT GROOM
(the devil at the alter, the coffin in the courtyard)

Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: absence, death, lost, memory, seasons,

to weep in misery of bitter truth



climbing stairways within my mind 
I sit alone this silent night
and play a song upon the keys
in quiet melody to find relief
for many days have come and gone
and no ones here to share my song
for you have passed like seasons change
from sunlit beauty to wind and rain
where flowers no longer sway in tune
to weep in misery of bitter truth




Poem Details | by Anna Hopper |
Categories: grief, growing up, growth, how i feel, truth, wisdom,

Growing pains

All hope is lost, for fairytales
Happy endings are only fiction
High pitched whistles drown the bells
Only fools waste pennies, wishing

Dreams were big when we were small
Til we dose do’ed and swapped
Now we’re wise and know it all
The magic, abruptly, stopped

We began an early green
Then a striking red
It seems so very mean
How, gold will leave us dead

Poem Details | by Greg Gaul |
Categories: death, deep, introspection, ocean, storm, truth, wind,

Tempest Deep

I ride the waves of innocence
on the ocean of The Now.
From the depths of dank
a demon stalks my bow.

On deck afraid, alone I stood
quelling fear the best I could.
Furled the jib and reefed the main
what you do when the wind's insane.
Then rising atop a stormy swell
the giant beast straight from hell.

Peering so deep in its deathly eyes
I could hear a thousand sailors' cries.
The chilling truth that I could see
was the evil thing in fact was me.

Poem Details | by shadab shaikh |
Categories: addiction, age, anger, conflict, confusion, dark, death, depression, desire, emotions, for her, grief, heart, heartbroken, hero, hindi, how i feel, howl, jealousy, leaving, life, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, lost love, love, miss you, missing, missing you, moon, moving on, natural disasters, nostalgia, pain, poems, sad, sad love, sin, sorrow, sorry, spoken word, stress, suicide, trust, truth, words, writing,

Yeh khaalipan


Jab Meri Bechaini Mit Jayegi
Jab Mere Dilko Sukoon Mil Jayega
Yeh Khaalipan Mit Jayega

Do Pal Ki Chandni Ke Liye
Aj Bhi Zinda Hoon Main
Meri Khaamoshi Ke Ageh Aasmaan Bhi Khatam Ho Jayega

Kehne Ke Liye Toh Roz Marta Hoon Main
Thoda Aur Marne Ke Liye
Yeh Deewana Kal Phir Ayega

Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: abuse, addiction, allusion, anger, anxiety, assonance, courage, crush, cry, death, deep, depression, desire, destiny, feelings, forgiveness, freedom, god, happiness, hate, health, heartbreak, heaven, how i feel, humanity, hurt, imagination, innocence, inspirational, lonely, music, passion, patriotic, peace, philosophy, political, poverty, power, prison, psychological, rap, rights, truth, usa, visionary, wisdom, youth,

I Don't Need Drugs

The only thing that is in my bong
is my gift of poetry and song.

Drugs are for thugs
that's hell in a nutshell.

I don't smoke
and I've never done coke.

Believe me
I know that I don't always tell thruth
and that I like to lie.
There has been enough brains fried.

Poet till I die.





Dedicated To All The Victims Of Addiction.



Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: anger, art, death, depression, feelings, freedom, god, grief, hip hop, how i feel, imagery, imagination, innocence, inspirational, jealousy, music, pain, passion, philosophy, poets, rap, religious, society, sorrow, spiritual, truth, wisdom, world,

God Save This World

Part 1: Save Us

The whole world went to pot
when, 2pac was shot
on the spot.

Why do Innocent people have to die?
Why do we have to sit and watch, as mothers cry?

People forgive the unforgiven.
Why do people have spend the rest of they're lives in prison?

Part 2: Save Me

I act like a dick 
in public.

I'm not crazy,
god just needs to save me.

I guess I'm in the zone.
That's why I'm sitting here alone.







Dedicated To Tupac Shakur.
1971-1996
R.I.P.

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,

Dig

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 A.O. Taner |
Categories: boyfriend, desire, destiny, girlfriend, good morning, good night, grief, happy, heartbreak, heartbroken, humanity, i love you, i miss you, identity, imagination, inspiration, inspirational, irony, jealousy, joy, light, lost love, love, love hurts, meaningful, miss you, missing, missing you, motivation, night, nostalgia, perspective, philosophy, relationship, repetition, romance, romantic, sunset, truth,

Her Soul

it's not the sun that rises each morning
it's my mind setting into the light;

it's not the sun that sets each evening
it's her soul rising onto the night.

Poem Details | by Sabrina Niday Hansel |
Categories: angst, cancer, care, change, children, cry, dad, daughter, death, emotions, family, father, father daughter, fear, goodbye, grief, heartbroken, hurt, life, loss, love, parents, poems, sad, sister, song, sorrow, truth,

Forever Changed

June 18, 2013 our world was Forever Changed
We where a few minutes from home
When we got the call from our baby sister

Said we need to get back home
We need to come as fast as we can drive
Mom really needs us
Something’s wrong with Daddy
The whole way we drove 80
Hoping & Praying we’d make it back in time

Our Family & Friends were weeping 
By the time we got to his side
We knew then our Daddy had been taking
And our hearts they were breaking
We never got to say Goodbye
We each softly kissed that man
We four sisters laid down beside him
And cried just like babies
For our world was Forever Changed that day
 
 

Poem Details | by Ngoc Nguyen |
Categories: beauty, character, child, depression, emotions, faith, feelings, friend, friendship, girl, god, grief, growing up, growth, happiness, heart, hope, identity, inspiration, introspection, jesus, life, loneliness, lonely, longing, love, mentor, metaphor, pain, people, philosophy, psychological, relationship, sad, sorrow, spiritual, strength, student, sympathy, teen, teenage, truth, uplifting, wisdom, women, youth,

Soothing Lines to My Sad, Lovely Lass

Give me drink, rest, and solitude—
these are all the things I long for;
give me as well your finest food
and I'll ask of you, lass, no more!

My lovely lass, what's the matter—
why are you all down and alone?
Don't be vexed because you're sadder
than most, dear, for God loves His own.

Sweet girl, I'll tell you a secret:
if I were a young lad again,
I'd chase you for your sweet asset.
But as I am two-score and ten

years old (with wife in deed)—never
can I be your white knight with steed: 
but your sadness won't last for ever
if you pray for the one you need. 




Poem Details | by Rev. Dr. Samuel Mack OMS DD |
Categories: adventure, age, angel, beautiful, bible, earth, emotions, faith, family, farewell, fruit, funeral, travel, trust, truth, uplifting, visionary, voice, voyage, wisdom, world, writing,

My Time Has Come

My Time Has Come

My time is over here in this body
I am being called home as my work is done here
I hear my Lords voice calling me home
Although I know I will miss this old world 
With all that I have seen and done
All the People I have met and talked to
My body can go on no more for it has reached it’s time

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: angst, death, eve, fantasy, imagery, truth,

Blood Lust

Thirsty my love?
Drink all of me
I just died for you














We all bleed for mankind, do we not?

Poem Details | by Caroline Cécile Delacroix |
Categories: angst, death, natural disasters, nature, sad

The Ugly Truth

Riches
Rampant beneath
The surface, a body
Dressed in curves, hard edges, and sea
Bounty.

Goodness
That is needed
By the masses, a gift,
Yet used for self gain carelessly 
A rift.

By those
Who pursue greed
Seeking gains and power
Without the checks and balance of
Nature.

We see
The ugly truth
Over the globe, high bill
Of disasters and waste so crude
Oil Spills.

By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 06.29.10

For the Team Poetry Soup contest.

Poem Details | by Robert Candler |
Categories: age, change, character, death, faith, farewell, goodbye, grave, journey, leaving, life, me, peace, religion, remember, self, spiritual, truth, voyage,

Yet Another Reflection

I rend asunder and
Crumble into dust
Before my very eyes.

No answers forthcoming
To my many questions,
Most important, "Why?"

"A fool are you,"
I stand thinking.
"There is no disguise."

To worry so about
What matters not
In the by and by.

Trials have strengthened.
Sorrows kept me human.
No point to analyze.

"Life is for living,"
An ultimate truth
I finally realized.

Sooner than later
Might have been better,
Had only I been wise.

I rend asunder and
Crumble into dust....
A twinkle in my eye.

Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: conflict, grief, hurt, life, strength, truth, world,

To Be Judged

judge, or being judged many a voice, choice'ly thinks misinterpreted .

Poem Details | by Mark J. Halliday |
Categories: culture, dark, death, evil, fear, mythology, truth,

Vampires

Transylvanian
Tourist guides show Vlad's castle.
Vampires are not real.

Poem Details | by Just That Archaic Poet |
Categories: fire, grief, journey, sad, truth, youth,

Burning Man

Further down a slow, sad spiral I sought my 
youth in Truth's denial- contrary to fact, the 
hardest impact, the trek would take me 
ten-million miles! My strength depleted, my 
quest completed, I rest at last for a little 
while... 
Just give me grief beyond belief of which I 
may find no relief for soon I will tire with 
the wish to expire- Let the fire burn bright, 
yet brief!

Poem Details | by Lisa Hicks |
Categories: abuse, childhood, corruption, dark, death, feelings, forgiveness, hate, history, memory, niece, pain, psychological, remember, sin, truth,

Gone But Not Forgotten

I remember it now
Not all, but enough
To understand how
I am afraid to accept love

Because some love hurts
Especially the kind you gave
The kind nobody deserves
The kind that plants the seed of hate

It matters little if you feel remorse
Your guilt could never ease my pain
The damage you did cannot be reversed
I still wear the residue of shame

And you will never have my forgiveness
My hatred will be your only companion
As you lie upon your deathbed
Feeling frightened and abandoned

You still won't even have my pity
Pathetic as you are
All you will ever be is what you did to me
As I will always bear these ugly scars

Poem Details | by Pashang Salehi |
Categories: allusion, confusion, grave, pain, self, sunshine, truth,

Where am I going

Where am I going?

Where am I going? There is no sign.
     There is no body to make sunshine.
There is nobody that I can trust.
     There is no proof that can be just.
There is no desire, there is no game.
     There is nobody but me to blame.
There is no death, there is no grave.
     There is no power, in order to save.
The place that I am going, where is this place?
     Nothing seems real to leave a trace.
There is no trace, there is no clue
     They promised heaven without they knew. 
I am so lost within my mind 
     Nothing but pain kept me confined.

Haloo
10/2015


Poem Details | by Dominique Jon Apple Webb |
Categories: bereavement, character, courage, cry, dad, death, deep, children, freedom, grandparents, grief, heart, heartbreak, hero, history, horror, humanity, light, loss, peace, political, psychological, remember, remembrance day, rights, soldier, strength, success, truth, uplifting, voice, war, work, world, world war i, world war ii,

My Life for Yours

(about the two wars)



I gave my life for you, 
My grit was your prosperity, 
So that you could do. 

I swallowed at the task, 
Girded myself bravely, 
Prepared to have a mask. 

When self-awareness engulfed, 
And loneliness overcame, 
Determination was loved. 

I fought a man every time, 
I faced the thwarting enemy, 
No easy game of mine. 

I strove to either succeed,
Or to sacrifice my everything, 
But the opposition to impede. 

I thought of family and you, 
Freedom and liberty, 
And the rightness of the two.