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online today!Humanity's future
Bleak without my freedom
Choice I was given none
Out of fear you trod away
Resigned from it all
Submission to defeat
A call you obliged to
At the expense of my future
In the hands of bigots
terror clad robbers
An offering of my guts and
Spilled my lifeless body
In a cup of sand covered with blood.
But,
Over my dead body will I lose sight of my children's future.
We have as much right to be who we are and I will fight till my last breath is charged protecting that right, wouldn't you?
Choice I was given none
Out of fear you trod away
Resigned from it all
Submission to defeat
A call you obliged to
At the expense of my future
In the hands of bigots
terror clad robbers
An offering of my guts and
Spilled my lifeless body
In a cup of sand covered with blood.
But,
Over my dead body will I lose sight of my children's future.
We have as much right to be who we are and I will fight till my last breath is charged protecting that right, wouldn't you?
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Posted: Oct 2016
About this poem:
In honor of a world we once knew which will disappear because of our indifference and nonchalance.It's easier to accept defeat especially for those who are weak.
Reaching for the Light
Such a short life the sunflower has;
but, aah, the glory of it! From its
small, flat, pointed dark-brown seed,
it seeks out the moisture of the soil.
Using summer-sun heat, it bursts,
portending an elongated exterior.
First break in its life-encasing shell
gives way to a sprout, straight up,
ready to go. The stalk displays
the chlorophyll product
of solar rays as its sprint
to meet its creator begins.
Inch begets inch as
cells beget leaf after leaf—
each thick, verdant, curly—
showing off an expansive surface
eager to absorb and transform
light and rain into energy.
This factory continues to
work, day in, day out, until
its efforts begin to pay off
with a much-anticipated reward.
A one-and-only bud forms
on the now-towering stalk.
Thick and rough fibers
stacked side-by-side under
tiny hairs glistening in the sun
give texture to brownish-green stem
join forces to remain erect
able to sway in the gentle
and oft not-so-gentle breezes.
Yellow-gold ray florets begin
to peer out into the world above—
with little thought to what got
them to such great height.
They spread themselves out
proudly in a spiral pattern
handed down to them, ready
for the kiss of the rain and
caress of the butterfly,
forming a vibrant ring around
the future - dense, dark, prickly
to the touch - filled with promise.
As its work is completing,
the sunflower bows its head
to the birth-giving ground,
gives thanks for its season,
waits for the cycle of life to repeat—
this reaching for the light.
but, aah, the glory of it! From its
small, flat, pointed dark-brown seed,
it seeks out the moisture of the soil.
Using summer-sun heat, it bursts,
portending an elongated exterior.
First break in its life-encasing shell
gives way to a sprout, straight up,
ready to go. The stalk displays
the chlorophyll product
of solar rays as its sprint
to meet its creator begins.
Inch begets inch as
cells beget leaf after leaf—
each thick, verdant, curly—
showing off an expansive surface
eager to absorb and transform
light and rain into energy.
This factory continues to
work, day in, day out, until
its efforts begin to pay off
with a much-anticipated reward.
A one-and-only bud forms
on the now-towering stalk.
Thick and rough fibers
stacked side-by-side under
tiny hairs glistening in the sun
give texture to brownish-green stem
join forces to remain erect
able to sway in the gentle
and oft not-so-gentle breezes.
Yellow-gold ray florets begin
to peer out into the world above—
with little thought to what got
them to such great height.
They spread themselves out
proudly in a spiral pattern
handed down to them, ready
for the kiss of the rain and
caress of the butterfly,
forming a vibrant ring around
the future - dense, dark, prickly
to the touch - filled with promise.
As its work is completing,
the sunflower bows its head
to the birth-giving ground,
gives thanks for its season,
waits for the cycle of life to repeat—
this reaching for the light.
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Posted: Dec 2009
About this poem:
From birth, reach for the light.
Salt in the Snow
Five below freezing
Coughing
And sneezing
There I lay in the snow
Zero below beating
My heart still repeating
From warm thoughts to bleeding
Tears fell from my eyes
To the earth they were fleeting
Like salt melting snow
From liquid to fro-
Zen like Heavenly feelings
Wanting warm sand between toes
Darkness became light
With such wondrous sights
I could see the threshold of forever
And forever was bright
Then I thought about you
My world again became blue
Deflating like helium
Sucked from balloons
Tho for a moment I wept
As my heart found content
With holding the memories
of the time that we spent
And I only want more
Still so much to explore
Like an astronaut thinks of space
Am I wrong to adore
Your warm gentle face
Floating in place
Over fields of wild sunflowers
Dancing with grace
And it s there that I wonder
At those times when I should
But sometimes to feel hunger
is the best kind of food
But I've licked that plate clean
To a shiny crown for a king
Over an empire of frost
Praying for spring
So then I watched the horizon
Ignite a new sky
Contemplating my journey
Finding whats left inside
Only allowed to have kept
all the things that I've lost
Beyond the emptiness of never
And all that it cost
So until I get to the place
Where I left my heart broke
I'll wander this world forever
A warrior
... Guided by hope
-Jesse Anata OKoroshi Masu F-
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Posted: Apr 2015
About this poem:
Im Chilly Willy the penguin.I shake until I’m blue.
My head is hot and my feet are cold.
Ha…Hee…Hachoo!
Now what about the crocodiles along the river Nile?
I’ll bet they’re always warm as toast.
They always seem to smile.
I’m always Chilly Willy.
I’m frozen through and through.
My nose is red and my tale is told.
Ha…Hee…Hachoo!
The thrill of the chase
With a wink from her eye
and a lick on her lips
she throws him a smile
and blows him a kiss.
daring him on
she lifts up her skirt
if you want me my sweetie
ya gotta catch me first.
Heart beating wildly
he's determined to win
this wild crazed creature
will belong to him.
jumping to his feet
it's time that i catch her
or i am not who i am
the almighty hunter.
Becoming breathless
she leaps over rocks
laughing running scared
in fear of been caught.
adding to the excitement
she leaves a trail as she goes
one by one
she rips off her clothes.
He follows her laughter
he picks up her garments
with a whiff from them
he now has her scent.
taking to his feet
he rips off his shirt
i'll catch this so called witch
who seems to have me cursed.
Stillness and silence
to be heard not a sound
he pounches and leaps
capturing her to the ground.
she struggles to escape
resisting and fretting
she wants oh" she wants
but she cannot let him.
Parting her lips
she welcomes him with a smile
he smirks to himself
victorys mine.
felt trapped in a corner
she lashes a claw
starteld he stumbles
she's escaped once more.
Wounded and shatterd
in looseing his prey
he goes home defeated
tomorrow's a new day.
she returns where she came from
a cave full of fear
knowing not to be ones prey
she won't become the hunter.
and a lick on her lips
she throws him a smile
and blows him a kiss.
daring him on
she lifts up her skirt
if you want me my sweetie
ya gotta catch me first.
Heart beating wildly
he's determined to win
this wild crazed creature
will belong to him.
jumping to his feet
it's time that i catch her
or i am not who i am
the almighty hunter.
Becoming breathless
she leaps over rocks
laughing running scared
in fear of been caught.
adding to the excitement
she leaves a trail as she goes
one by one
she rips off her clothes.
He follows her laughter
he picks up her garments
with a whiff from them
he now has her scent.
taking to his feet
he rips off his shirt
i'll catch this so called witch
who seems to have me cursed.
Stillness and silence
to be heard not a sound
he pounches and leaps
capturing her to the ground.
she struggles to escape
resisting and fretting
she wants oh" she wants
but she cannot let him.
Parting her lips
she welcomes him with a smile
he smirks to himself
victorys mine.
felt trapped in a corner
she lashes a claw
starteld he stumbles
she's escaped once more.
Wounded and shatterd
in looseing his prey
he goes home defeated
tomorrow's a new day.
she returns where she came from
a cave full of fear
knowing not to be ones prey
she won't become the hunter.
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
in this poem is my personal veiw on relationships. love starts off with the things they do to get you, the way they chase you and once they think they have you caught they do nothing to keep you and for a finish its you chaseing them to keep held what they faught to grip...
Good times Bad times
In the good times we were
melted into each others
arms..
The bad times I found
myself on a cold lonely
bed..
In the good times we hopped
a fast train down town and
stuffed ourselves with board-
walk frys..
With just a finger tip I could
lead you from place to place..
You were like a child in the
palm of my hands..so open..
so easy..so free..
What I could not do with you..
What you would not do for me..
Between midnight movies and
making love any time..anywhere..
Between all those things a cloud
of darkness fell between us..
I can't tell how it happened..
Don't think I really could..
You began to see me differently..
Your girlish smile seem to fade
overnight..
We became lost to each other and
mabey time had caught up to us..
Mabey we believed that there was
supposed to be an end to us and
somehow we made it happen..
Now, I must look deeper within
myself and decide where I stand
with you..with me..
The good times I can never forget..
The bad times..I have taken to heart..
melted into each others
arms..
The bad times I found
myself on a cold lonely
bed..
In the good times we hopped
a fast train down town and
stuffed ourselves with board-
walk frys..
With just a finger tip I could
lead you from place to place..
You were like a child in the
palm of my hands..so open..
so easy..so free..
What I could not do with you..
What you would not do for me..
Between midnight movies and
making love any time..anywhere..
Between all those things a cloud
of darkness fell between us..
I can't tell how it happened..
Don't think I really could..
You began to see me differently..
Your girlish smile seem to fade
overnight..
We became lost to each other and
mabey time had caught up to us..
Mabey we believed that there was
supposed to be an end to us and
somehow we made it happen..
Now, I must look deeper within
myself and decide where I stand
with you..with me..
The good times I can never forget..
The bad times..I have taken to heart..
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
A lovers plight..
Sweet kiss
Sweet kiss,tasty kiss
From your soft lips
Yor sensual honey lips
Make me crazy your lips.
Give me your tasty kiss
Let me kiss u wet soft lips
Let me feel heavenly lips
I can die for u fruit lips.
From your soft lips
Yor sensual honey lips
Make me crazy your lips.
Give me your tasty kiss
Let me kiss u wet soft lips
Let me feel heavenly lips
I can die for u fruit lips.
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
A sensual poem about kiss
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Posted: Mar 2010
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Winter’s Love
Winter was long gone, but like all the seasons
It would return
Bringing the cold of a long lost frozen heart
But you was spring to me
So fresh, so warm
And with that hope of a new beginning
I saw you blossom, with love
That only pure passion
Could ever wish to reach
And the summer passed us on by
Languidly lazy, but lingering on
In forlorn hope that spring was not lost
But it would pass
As the browns and glorious colours
Of autumn that consumed all, reminded us
That life was so far short
Of the perfection of seasons
I wish to melt with you
From one season to another
As they would blend into each other
But winter seems to me to endure
Far beyond my imagination
But true love is eternal
Like the seasons
Oh! But how I long
That spring would return to me
And the cold of winter
Would forever
Be frozen in the past
It would return
Bringing the cold of a long lost frozen heart
But you was spring to me
So fresh, so warm
And with that hope of a new beginning
I saw you blossom, with love
That only pure passion
Could ever wish to reach
And the summer passed us on by
Languidly lazy, but lingering on
In forlorn hope that spring was not lost
But it would pass
As the browns and glorious colours
Of autumn that consumed all, reminded us
That life was so far short
Of the perfection of seasons
I wish to melt with you
From one season to another
As they would blend into each other
But winter seems to me to endure
Far beyond my imagination
But true love is eternal
Like the seasons
Oh! But how I long
That spring would return to me
And the cold of winter
Would forever
Be frozen in the past
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
yeah well I do need a new scarf!!
Shall I Compare Thee to a Winter’s Day?
Shall I Compare Thee to a Winter’s Day?
by Willie Shake the Spear
Shall I compare thee to a winters night
Thou art colder and more freezing
Thy heart sits there like a block of ice
And spring doth fear to come near
Winter's moon shineth with gloom
Barely lighting the way to thy misery
And men cringe with passionless fear
Thy kiss sends them packing and screaming
So then thou sits wrapped in thy misery
by Willie Shake the Spear
Shall I compare thee to a winters night
Thou art colder and more freezing
Thy heart sits there like a block of ice
And spring doth fear to come near
Winter's moon shineth with gloom
Barely lighting the way to thy misery
And men cringe with passionless fear
Thy kiss sends them packing and screaming
So then thou sits wrapped in thy misery
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
My humblest apologies to William Shakespeare who at last report was spinning in his grave
Diamante
Sunrise
in eastern sky
so lovely in her bones
sun sets in the west I love her more
she is my everything I love her more than yesterday
a dimensional physicality she as is a diamond
her sensuality awakens me
I am an electron
drawn
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
For my Lily...Diamante, poetry in the shape of a diamond...Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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