Most Liked Work Poems (218)

Behind the broken side of my life
Behind the broken hearts and lying smiles
Behind the broken glasses and cunning minds
Where can justice and answers be found?

Shadow hides so many truth
Shadow aides so many fakes
Shadow breaks so many shields
And cries when daybreak make

Pain we share
Blood we spare
Trap we snare
This is not the life we tend to believe

Where Where
Are You Tonight
Why did you leave me here all alone
I searched the world over
And thought I found a job
You found another
And "PPTTT"
You were gone

For in the still of the night
i creep in not even to let
another see me as if to blend
into the building like a wall
in motion.
Trying not to say a word.
Trying not to be heard.
Never expecting anyone to
know it is me and i here.
Being so quiet in all that
i do never to allow them to
see where i am here.
Being so quiet in all that i do
never to allow them to see where
i am or whom i work for.
Not a word comes from me as i
silently lurk around the corner.
Seeing if my entrance and exit
can be silently unseen.
For only my existence here is
know by only me and the one
i work for.
For then it is successful.

Goodnight.
The evening it sighs,
The morn light she yawns,
As we sleep wide awake,
A screem with no sound,
The silence so LOUD,
Trying to run so far.
Not getting anywhere.
This hell is no dream.
Like a touch with no feel
All this true and so real.
As i welcome anther day...

Every day I go to work it gets worse
Always worse
The boss yells at me
I ask why do you yell at me
He says because I like to yell
I work on factory next to criminals
One is on work release for driving drunk
One is on work release for selling crack
One is on work release for selling pot
I do have women working there
One knocked out my coworker for grabbing her
So he wakes up and she quits
Another one look like vampire who wants to bite me on the neck
My boss looks like Saddam Hussain
Did he shave off his mustache and go on Jenny Craig?
The heat and the stress are unbelievable
One guy fell down on the ground from heart attack
Another guy committed suicide
Two other guys died in auto wreck after working seven days a week
For months on end
I ask my coworker who was in Iraq if this place is better
He says to me
I would rather be in Iraq than be here
It is less stressful

I like to slack off
I really do
I brownnose the boss
And compliment him too
My coworker are so jealous
Of all the work I don't do
They don't know the game like I do
Cause I'm going to the bathroom
And I'm gonna sit on my throne
Going to the bathroom and I'm gonna slack off
Going to the bathroom and read the newspaper
Going to the bathroom I love
Morale is low and I know why
Cause I'm always in the bathroom
They have to do their work and mine
I don't care cause I make the most pay
It's not how hard you work but who the boss likes
That's why I'm going to the bathroom
And I'm gonna sit on my throne
Going to the bathroom and I'm gonna slack off
Going to the bathroom and read the newspaper
Going to the bathroom I love
That's right
I'm going to the bathroom I love

The carpenter went out into the woods
he was looking for a very special tree
not quite sure what he wanted he wandered
checking out various types shaking his head

deeper and deeper until in a sunny clearing
he saw just the one this would make the frame
chopping it down then into different lengths
he carted it back piece by piece to the valley

a sturdy log cabin with handcrafted furniture
only a master carpenter can achieve this detail
each sculptured piece was placed by his hand
making a thing of beauty that blended in well

from far and wide they came to buy his furniture
each intricate piece carved to fit and enhance
a happy man this carpenter living contentedly
in the woods doing what he loved best of all

I'm back at that job again
The one I had from May 13, 2007
To December 18, 2008
It still scares the hell out of me
I worked in one area for Monday and Tuesday
I was put in a less scary area for Wednsday thru Saturday
The job is confusing
I can't figure it out
I worked it before
Spent one year and two months
I'm no further ahead than I was then
I go there feeling like a schmuck
Because I am in desperate need of some bucks
Can't get that fear out of my soul
Feels like my mind's in a blender and my heart has a hole
Why didn't I tough it out when I was a teacher
The place reeks of death and I can't shake that doomed feeling
I at least get off at 3:30 P.M.
For now at least
I know I should be appreciative that I at least have a job
And I do appreciate that I have money coming back again
I just wish I wasn't working for a buck less an hour
Than I did in 2007

Shadows of the Heart!

My heart quivered, did she see me?

I walked amongst the mist of the early morning dew

And as I walk I could see a dreamy shadowed figure in it’s mist

A young maiden in a gossamer gown strolling in the early morning light

Her voluptuous curved youthful being, not hidden by the early mornings rays but silhouetted and etched within my heart!

A sheen body of ecstasy with promises of such elegant delight

Her very steps swayed in musical rapture as she glided across the mist covered forest floor

The musical sounds of nature awakening, soft morning breezes caressed her ever flowing hair

And then like a virgin doe she vanished into the mist

I searched and searched but I could no longer find the shadow of my heart

For like a shadow she disappeared … where can she be?

Please make my misty dream come true and fill the shadow of my empty heart with you!

Poem Creation
by JimEee

YES
I WANTED EVERYTHING
YOU SHOWED ME…

And
I BELIEVED IT
Was within my {{{grasp}}}

My
“PERMANENT TOTAL SUBMISSION”
Is what you demanded

While
I did EVERYTHING
You “OFFICIALLY” asked

At first…

You found me
Interesting
To your liking
Overlooking what was wrong
Focusing instead
On what you could make right
Then
You encountered my nature
And
You instinctively knew…
WE…
…would eventually FIGHT

Realistically
There was “no way around it”
When our ‘risk vs. benefit battle’ finally began
Therefore
No one could have predicted the fallout
From the chemical dependent
Part of the plan

Life has its own way to unfold
And everybody knows
We can’t… Push, Pull, or Shove
A square peg into a round hole

Equally
We’re all part of the hunt…

For SECURITY

Or
We’re along for the ride

So
When choosing travel partners
To share in the journey
We do so carefully
Or pay an ultimate price

Infatuation
And
Love
Can weaken our defenses
Physical attractions
And
Passions
Can be hard to control
But
If
Unhealthy obsessions
Become part of these equations
Unpredictable inclinations
Can unwittingly take hold

So
Knowing
What to hold on too
And better yet
When to let go
There’s not much
Standing in the way of progress
Not even between us
If we move slow

I could see
What you were up too
When you first addressed me
Like no other before
And
Since our beginning
There’s been a few endings
But all things considered

NOW I WANT MORE!!!

June 19, 2013