Create Poem

Last Commented Lyric Poems (681)

Here is a list of Last Commented Lyric Poems written by members. Read poetry, post your own poems or comments. Poems on these pages are copyrighted © by the authors who entered them. Click here to post a poem.

Unknown

razorblade salvation

Mommy I'm sorry if my first letter made you cry
To be honest with you I don't think that I wanna die
Sometimes I feel like that I'm cancerous in others lives
Thats probably why I drink at night and sleep till 4 or 5
It's kinda hard walking through life with my distorted eyes
When I was younger I was stupid and I thought I thrived
I thought alot about everything I said in the letter
And questioned whether or not if I was dead you'd be better
You think my shorty would be happy if I never met her
It's too late now mommy I could never forget her
Could never forget how she told me to love
Cuz my father and my grandmother is always above
It's glory above you know that daddy taught me to thug
And everytime we was with nanny she'd bombard me with hugs
I MISS 'EM mommy and it's hard to believe
That I'm grown and I don't understand it - why did they leave

Mommy I think Im'a that try to stick around a while
I got a niece and my nephews they need me around a while
I think they need me cuz they hittin that age
And they ain't tryin to speak to Lenny cuz they spittin' they rage
And mommy speakin of Lenny I think my brother need me
And we Italian so you know my mother loved to feed me
And it's the little things you do for me that make it worth it
Like when I play a joint that we did and you say it's perfect
And when Jay got knocked you knew that I was hurt
You told me put all of my heart in a song and it worked
I promised him I'd be there when he got out the bing
You ain't raised me to be a liar ma' thats not my thing
I told him that I'd hold him down the whole time that he gone
they kept him locked in a cage but thats cool cuz hes strong
so mommy keep that first letter I wrote you on the low
I think I wanna stay alive and see if I can grow
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2011
Post Comment
Unknown

A LITTLE FURTHER.

The reason I never can quit the road
Is a reason that's plain and clear.
It's because no matter where I may stop
And whether it's far or near

There's a place beyond the place I am,
Wherever I may be at,
And then beyond is a place beyond
And the world beyond all that!

And as long as a man has eyes to see
And a brain that wants to know,
I figure there's things he's bound to miss
If he doesn't go on and go;

For there's always a place beyond the place
I happen to hang my hat,
And another place beyond that place
And the world beyond all that!

There's some folks stay in a single spot
Or a town of which they're fond,
And never worry a little bit
At the thought of a place beyond;

But the place beyond the place beyond
Won't never let me rest
For there's a sort of a kind of urge
That's burning within my breast--

To go and go till the end of life,
And when I've left it flat,
Go on beyond the place beyond;
And the universe after that!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
Taking it to the next level.
Post Comment
Unknown

Dont ever question that

Don't ever question that

Enough to hold you to the brightest of lights,
to place you dangerously close to that sun,
enough to acknowledge the flaws you can't ignore
and recognize the cause of what's done is done,
more than enough to put my name behind my ideals,
and neglect my logic twice daily.
enough to keep me looking for my lucy in the sky with gems,
when I remember how you used to call me baby,
enough to look in my mirror with detest for every tear you shed regardless of
why you wept,
enough to curse any man who can't appreciate the depth of the ocean i swam
till i ran out of breath.

I love you, don't ever question that,
that's why we'll probably never get along.
if I was better at finding the right words to say, I wouldn't need to write
these songs.

Riding the public transit,
I study the blank stares to answer my questions of how and why I got so many
grey hairs. I take care of the nervous that runs through my extension cord,
and I reflect on that reoccurring dream where we met the Lord.
single file lines, to give her a pound one at a time but when i faced her-
I attempted to embrace her, she looked so fine,
I awoke from my sleep before her bodyguard had a chance to beat me to
submission and I still walk with my religion.
I watched the children scurry in circles around a two-way mirror,
worrying about which side of the glass projects the reflection clearer.
hear the whispers of the wind trying to get me to grin,
gassing' me up about the love that I plucked and I've been stuck within,
for every eclipse that stares at me from the other side of a paper cup of
espresso-
I light a match beneath a kettle,
and for ever set of lips that become attached and equipped with that program
to seek success, i bleed my ethics out a slow drip.
---------------------------------------------------------------------
I used to know a man who met a woman, dont remember where,
big beautiful eyes and light brown hair,
she was from the burbs, he was from the south side of the city,
this was back when Franklin avenue was still pretty.
two different worlds apart, but the world is just a small town-
we all know how people like to get down.
here we go, aquarius, pisces,
feel the flow of the fluid as I swim through it to free my soul.
bush shoved the cane without the glove numbed the pain.
the magic from up above what it does for the brain,
make the love, paint the picture, write the song, the player met a virgin
made a virgo named him sean.
make the love, paint the picture, write the song, the player met a virgin
made a virgo named him sean.
make the love, paint the picture and write that song till the break of dawn.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
(this is not a poem, i get alot of my poetic influence from musicians and alot of people miss out on good stuff because there not into a certain genre of music so enjoy ill be posting more in the future. If you have any questions as to the artist or would like more references id be glad to answer.)
Post Comment
dcskater28

attacks

i aint got no pulse
just impulse,
i'm just like your car
impound,
i'm lost and i'm found
a dog,
s---s on your lawn
just cause,

she laid down the law
i'm out,
like all of your stuff
repo'd,
i'm done when i want
goodwill,
with clothes for the poor
what else?

got a box for a house
my man
made sure it was doused
his hand
came down with a smack
than bam
his very own show
attacks
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
i wrote this one day when i was bored in class. it's kind of a fun play on words.
Post Comment
MELTATION00271

a tresure of a day

Look well to this day,
For it and it alone is life.
In its brief course
Lie all the essence of your existence:The Glory of Growth
The Satisfaction of Achievement
...The Splendor of Beauty For yesterday is but a dream,
And tomorrow is but a vision.
But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness,
And every tomorrow a vision of hope...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jan 2011
Post Comment
Unknown

Do You Think Of Me....

Do you think of me often, as your going thru your day,
What you want to say to me, feelings you want to convey,
Do you think of our bodies touching, my hand as it touches your face,
Exploring each other completely, in our own time and space,
Do you think of our next encounter and what you would like to do,
When we have time to spend together; making our fantasies come true,
Do you think it will last forever, or maybe just for a while,
It really doesn’t matter, because right now it makes me smile……
When I think of you
JLM 10/26/10
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Dec 2010
About this poem:
I wrote this poem for someone I had been seeing for 3 months. I wasn't sure what direction the relationship was going in and I just wanted him to know that if it lasted for awhile or forever, it made me smile when I thought of him and wondered if he felt the same way.
Post Comment
Unknown

Your Back Door

Knocking on your back door,
The one you've waited for.
The man who'll come and stay,
And love you in this way.

I am the one indeed,
To satisfy this need.
While some may call it sin,
This is a place I've been.

Though sun may never shine,
I'll worship at this shrine.
Until you come with me,
Through where no one can see.

A daring journey, true,
But one I'll share with you,
To find out what's in store,
Inside of your back door.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:
Guess...
Post Comment
Unknown

lonely nights

Lonely nights will come

but they surely go, we take it in turns

now i guess its time for me to walk this lonely road

They say that all that glitters surely aint gold

goose bumps when shiver caused by a hearts thats frozen cold

you tried to hyptonize me with you caramel mould

but lately am suprised we have been on parallel poles

but am way past a heart break,only a lil' heart aching

so i am searching for the geniune artcile

no time for waisting....
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Nov 2010
About this poem:
stuggles of being lonely and struggles of having companionship.......
Post Comment
Dementiaonline today!

When It Comes To This

Sitting outside, waiting on you
But you left me, without a clue
Everyday is the same routine
Thinking maybe, you'd come back to me

But when it comes to this
It's you I really miss
When it comes to this
I still remember the first kiss
When it comes to this

I got the call, later that night
Tears welled up, I tried not to cry
I'm grateful in life, for all that you did
But held my head in sorrow when they lowered the coffins lid

And when it comes to this
It's you I really miss
When it comes to this
I still remember the last kiss
When it comes to this
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2010
About this poem:
This is a song I wrote a while back....
Post Comment
vishal2010

Silent tears...................

A thunderous silence
breaks through my thoughts.
What was once many great ideas
is now a triumph, lost.

Baffling words tumble through my mind.
Reflections of darkness hover.
A disturbing peacefulness beckons to me,
and inside myself, I take cover.

What would it be like to stay there forever?
To be lost in all my cares?
From the inside, looking out -
I cry silent tears.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2010
Post Comment
We use cookies to ensure that you have the best experience possible on our website. Read Our Privacy Policy Here