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PRO SPORTS
IT USED TO BE, THAT YOU PLAYED, FOR LOVE OF THE GAME; NOW, IT'S ALL ABOUT MONEY; AND I FIND THAT, RATHER LAME! PEOPLE LIKE LEBRON, COULD CARE LESS, ABOUT; YOU OR ME! WE COULD DIE, IN THE STANDS, AND WE WOULD JUST BE, ONE OF THE FANS! LONG AGO, I HEAR; THERE WAS A TEAM, CALLED; THE BROOKLYN BUMS! THEY WEREN'T INTERESTED IN RATINGS; OR MONETARY SUMS! JUST THE LOVE OF THE GAME; AND FANS LIKE YOU AND ME! MY, HOW THE GAME OF PRO SPORTS; HAS TURNED INTO GREED; AND THAT IS THE WORST; A TRAGEDY; FOR YOU, AND ME!
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Posted: Feb 2015
About this poem:
WHERE ARE THE GREATS? DUKE SNYDER, GIL HODGES, AND THE REST OF YOU BUMS? LOVE OF THE GAME, NEEDS TO BE BROUGHT BACK!
STAY
People that i get to like
Always go away
Is it me?
Or is it them?
I hug my loneliness
Round me
Like a worn-out overcoat
Threadbare and tattered
Never let them get too close
Hide the emotions well
Don’t let your face
Tell what’s going on inside
Let them in
You know how it will end
Tears and heartache
-And wanting them to
S.T.A.Y.
Always go away
Is it me?
Or is it them?
I hug my loneliness
Round me
Like a worn-out overcoat
Threadbare and tattered
Never let them get too close
Hide the emotions well
Don’t let your face
Tell what’s going on inside
Let them in
You know how it will end
Tears and heartache
-And wanting them to
S.T.A.Y.
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Posted: Jan 2016
About this poem:
Inspired by personal feelings at times and by the theme from 'interstellar'-'S.T.A.Y.'
Words
Words can warm a heart.
Words can show love.
Words often is a way
to start. Words will
settle an empty soul.
Words can cure anger.
Words will complete
and make you whole.
Words end anger and
makes peace instead.
Words can fill your
heart and head.
Words heal a broken heart.
Words are powerful and
A Blessing when used in the
proper way. Words help
to better understand.
Words are often able to
reach out your hand.
Words of three everyone
wants to feel and see.
Words souls need sent from
the heaven's above
are to say true, "I love You."
Words can show love.
Words often is a way
to start. Words will
settle an empty soul.
Words can cure anger.
Words will complete
and make you whole.
Words end anger and
makes peace instead.
Words can fill your
heart and head.
Words heal a broken heart.
Words are powerful and
A Blessing when used in the
proper way. Words help
to better understand.
Words are often able to
reach out your hand.
Words of three everyone
wants to feel and see.
Words souls need sent from
the heaven's above
are to say true, "I love You."
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Posted: Mar 2016
About this poem:
My Aunt was the first one to teach me about unconditional love. She said no matter if it be good or bad love one another forever. I Love all of you my poet family. You mean the world to me. Thank you. Peace & Hugz, Pink.
So Tired Of Lonely
I'm tired of lonely
So tired of lonely
Lord I hope it doesn't sound like I complain
But I'm tired of lonely
So tired of lonely
I need to hear words that fall upon my ears like a gentle rain
I need to see April flowers even when the summer is hot and dry
I need to feel the power of someone else's mind
And I would dare for time to fly
Do I say this as a dream or almost a prayer
As I write of these things if only someone could read it here
Instead of reading it there
So tired of lonely
Lord I hope it doesn't sound like I complain
But I'm tired of lonely
So tired of lonely
I need to hear words that fall upon my ears like a gentle rain
I need to see April flowers even when the summer is hot and dry
I need to feel the power of someone else's mind
And I would dare for time to fly
Do I say this as a dream or almost a prayer
As I write of these things if only someone could read it here
Instead of reading it there
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Posted: Jun 2016
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eyes with no love
loving you forever untill the end of time,
you were once a stanger,but now you are mine
the touch of your skin,lets me know i am real,
i was once numb,but your love i can feel,
the warmth of your heart,melts ice around me,
my life with a angel, i thank god you found me,
loving you forever,through the eyes of you and me.
together becmome one,there is no you and no me..
you were once a stanger,but now you are mine
the touch of your skin,lets me know i am real,
i was once numb,but your love i can feel,
the warmth of your heart,melts ice around me,
my life with a angel, i thank god you found me,
loving you forever,through the eyes of you and me.
together becmome one,there is no you and no me..
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Posted: May 2016
About this poem:
he who has never seen,nor felt love.
Empty pages
Its the terror of the empty pages
and it all backs up
backs up like reams of emptiness
until all you can do
is lie and listen
to a city of bums
in the night
burying themselves
in their trashcan distractions
and it all backs up
backs up like reams of emptiness
until all you can do
is lie and listen
to a city of bums
in the night
burying themselves
in their trashcan distractions
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Posted: Jan 2021
About this poem:
Close the shades, whistle a happy tune..
WARM THOUGHTS
WARM THOUGHTS, are very special words
Never given to anyone so willy-nilly
By a person frugal with words; so when
Suddenly one deserves WARM THOUGHTS
While the others who say the same don’t
Reading between the lines shows
As one wordsmith, overt praises shoots
and another returns with WARM THOUGHTS
Alas, neither covert or clandestine
Between the lines, though left blank
They can speak far louder
Much louder than our written words!
Never given to anyone so willy-nilly
By a person frugal with words; so when
Suddenly one deserves WARM THOUGHTS
While the others who say the same don’t
Reading between the lines shows
As one wordsmith, overt praises shoots
and another returns with WARM THOUGHTS
Alas, neither covert or clandestine
Between the lines, though left blank
They can speak far louder
Much louder than our written words!
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Posted: Feb 2020
About this poem:
Outside the box, inside the box. Life is a big open drama and actors often think their audience only see how little they want to show.
I saw
I saw suffering today.
It was closed, quiet,
curled up into a small ball,
dressed in thin robes.
I saw suffering today.
His big eyes
looked at me in silence
were looking for help.
I saw suffering today.
When they reached out
begging for help
and more feelings.
I saw suffering today.
And I stood looking from the side
because I was so scared
I couldn't take a step.
It was closed, quiet,
curled up into a small ball,
dressed in thin robes.
I saw suffering today.
His big eyes
looked at me in silence
were looking for help.
I saw suffering today.
When they reached out
begging for help
and more feelings.
I saw suffering today.
And I stood looking from the side
because I was so scared
I couldn't take a step.
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Posted: Dec 2019
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Amber Sunrise
Under an amber sunrise
The world becomes empty
And sadness envelopes my mind
Beauty is arms length
But just beyond my grasp
Brown worlds in a crystal bottle
Arms that hold my imagination
I reach out counting every passing desire and all each one becomes another false hope
With dreams of the perfect creation and arms that can reach the moon
But dreams become reality
And my beauty is the sun
The world becomes empty
And sadness envelopes my mind
Beauty is arms length
But just beyond my grasp
Brown worlds in a crystal bottle
Arms that hold my imagination
I reach out counting every passing desire and all each one becomes another false hope
With dreams of the perfect creation and arms that can reach the moon
But dreams become reality
And my beauty is the sun
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Posted: Dec 2019
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Life is a short moment
Life is a colorful bird.
We live in one world
Why is brother fighting brother.
Why are wars going on?
Why is this so bad?
We are free
Each of us has our dignity.
Our private world
Where the word hurts like a whip.
Where we fight wars every day
And the word love is gone
Where we destroy every day
and we say we are not bad
We drown out the voice of the inner self
Calling, this is our private world.
Life is a colorful bird.
We live in one world
Why is brother fighting brother.
Why are wars going on?
Why is this so bad?
We are free
Each of us has our dignity.
Our private world
Where the word hurts like a whip.
Where we fight wars every day
And the word love is gone
Where we destroy every day
and we say we are not bad
We drown out the voice of the inner self
Calling, this is our private world.
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Posted: Feb 2020
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