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Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: america, betrayal, corruption, death, funeral, leadership, political,

Breaking USA News

The late Senator John McCain will Lie In State
President Donald Trump will lie everywhere else


Poem Details | by Heeju Kim |
Categories: death, history, patriotic, poetry, political, sad, usa, violence, war,

John F Kennedy

John F. Kennedy 1917-1963 The great 35th president of US It wasn't really a success He tried to stop the missile bases There were lot of angry faces When there was about to be a war Peace was what he asked for Texas was the place he was shot Later, the criminal was caught He didn't survive the pain His people cried like the rain

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: adventure, anxiety, appreciation, assonance, confusion, emotions, feelings, forgiveness, freedom, grief, happiness, how i feel, imagination, innocence, inspirational, murder, patriotic, poverty, power, prayer, pride, religious, sorrow, spiritual, usa, war,

Draw A Better Picture

Is it her calling?
I was just drawling
pictures of my feelings.

All these killers and retards 
we should be healing,
Insted we are keeping 
them from the world.

Tis it was the greatest story ever told
until our memories were sold.

Help us, lord
ashes to ashes 
and dust to dust
are the words.

Listen,
I'm speaking to the nation
about a lost generation,
built off of freedom and innovation,
that was sweeping the nation
during the emancipation proclamation.





Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: addiction, allusion, angel, anger, art, celebration, confusion, crazy, depression, desire, earth, emotions, fantasy, fear, feelings, freedom, god, grief, health, humanity, humorous, image, imagination, life, loneliness, love, magic, music, nonsense, peace, planet, political, poverty, power, pride, psychological, sound, space, spiritual, stars, stress, suicide, sympathy, teen, usa, wisdom, world,

An Aquarian Exposition

Take the pill
on the hill
and don't be shrill
when you see the rainbow
when you are low.
Just go with the flow
and eat the purple snow.
Chase the rabbits 
through the green field
but use my shield 
to end all of your habits.

Poem Details | by Eliana Rachel |
Categories: appreciation, death of a friend, dedication, loss, military, soldier, usa,

The Heart of a Solder

A soldier is a warrior,
Who puts his country, his beliefs, or his duty
Before himself. 
And, should he be recognized,
He will receive great honor and recognition.

Just wearing his uniform,
Fills those who behold him with respect.
And he will be revered. 

A soldier comes back a changed man.
Stronger, with better abs and biceps,
And with a broken heart.
But he will be revered.

Not those who broke his heart. 
Because a soldier will be revered
For being a heroic survivor.
Unless he isn’t.
Unless he is dead.
And that leaves those who are revered with broken hearts.
And those without the broken hearts have no hearts at all. 

Poem Details | by Victor Ifedotun Aina |
Categories: deep, eulogy, future, moon, usa,

Famous moon

O moon,
How famous you must be,
Moving among countries,
Shinning your light.

Poem Details | by Daniel Cwiak |
Categories: death, dedication, loss, sad, war

GOD BLESS THE USA

  

  G oing to the store the other day
  O n a bright morning I listened as
  D rums pounded a slow cadence by a military escort.

  B efore I knew, I was watching the cortege, 
  L eaving behind a dumbfounded crowd.
  E verything I had ever known of war was
  S ummed up in this parade for 
  S omeone unknown to me.

  T ears misted in the air as he passed,
  H eavy footsteps of the soldier's parade...
  E verything precise for this farewell.

  U nder a bright sun and blue sky
  S olemnly they took him to his final rest.
  A merica, the country he lovingly died to protect.

Poem Details | by John Scotter |
Categories: anger, anxiety, evil, grief, heartbreak, sad love, usa,

Resentment and Rage

Resentment and Rage

Such a sweet lady
Chatters away on messenger and WhatsApp maybe. 
Becomes a life line of care
Both ways we share

Closer and closer we fall
My soul, I gave her my all
Looking forward to a future of union

Love in versions not mine
Sends out words to define
Differences to great
Love so pure, no hate

Without a word gone
Stab in the back, cast aside
No explanation from her side

Resentment, anger, hurt and rage
This is the last chapter and page.  


Poem Details | by Gerald Dillenbeck |
Categories: celebration, community, funeral, humor, power, racism, usa,

AntiClimate Cabinetry

Community organizers
and multiculturing regenerators
and organic whole food farmers
all agree
we tend to end up
back to where historically empowered nutritional voices 
start.

Look at all these old white men
in their predominantly red meat patriarchal ties.

Is this a cabinet
made of polyculturing organic containers
for regenerate multicultural growth?

Or a funeral
for the not too soon departing 
all WhiteHouse?

(but I have too much to declare)

Poem Details | by verlecia fields |
Categories: abuse, celebrity, corruption, death, evil, independence day, usa,

face of my face

my punishment 
was to loosen my tight skinned face 
needles filled with doctor tails 
placed up in my gums 
donnish rotten flesh
bloated face    
saggy skin 
bruised under my eyes 

why because slave 
should never try and be free    

Poem Details | by John Conde |
Categories: conflict, death, evil, fear, usa, veterans day, war,

Times of War

In times of a war 
When death is
Knocking at your door
And people get desperate
It's always the poor
That need the most protection 
But once the bodies hit the floor
Their safety gets neglected

Poem Details | by Mikaila Carriger |
Categories: america, death, september, sorrow, usa,

Never Forget

The dust had settled,
Leaving nothing but sorrow
Accompanied only by a terrifying emptiness.

Lights flashed,
The people held their breath.

The sky weeped,
It’s darkened clouds screaming out in a wretched storm,
Shaking the country to it’s fragile core.

Never to be erased,
This day shall forever be etched into this country’s history.

The day the entire world slowed came to a halt.

Never forget that day,
Never forget that perfect September morning,

Never forget the horrible day 
The towers came tumbling down.

Poem Details | by randy johnson |
Categories: america, freedom, memorial day, soldier, usa,

God Bless Those Who Fought and Died

We are honoring those who fought and died for the USA.
We are honoring our deceased soldiers on Memorial Day.
Many soldiers fought and died so that every American can be free.
They were brave heroes and only communists would disagree.
Bob Dole fought and nearly died for his country during World War II.
The former Presidential candidate is a hero and that certainly is true.
I have only one more thing that I want to say.
God bless those who fought and died for the USA.

(I dedicate this poem to every soldier who fought and died for America's Freedom.)

Poem Details | by Anil Deo |
Categories: bereavement, best friend, cancer, community, faith, family, farewell,

Sedoka 577 For Jim Link of Greenbelt MARYLAND usa

is it goodbye too?
Jim Link fought the valiant fight
in and for poems, and friends (me);
first Grady Dorsett
and now it is Christmastime
So tarry, 'til I fly "home"