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Life
To live a life of easy living is to dream
To live a life for yourself is selfish
To live a life for others is honest
To live a life of war is sad
To live a life care free is without purpose
To live life for life sake is a blessing
All of this is good bad and other
I love to live for love is there better.
To live a life for yourself is selfish
To live a life for others is honest
To live a life of war is sad
To live a life care free is without purpose
To live life for life sake is a blessing
All of this is good bad and other
I love to live for love is there better.
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Posted: Jun 2019
About this poem:
The life you, I, and others seek is life itself. Is there anything need to be said.
Not Tonight but Tomorrow (1978)
Not tonight but tomorrow
when the light turns the peach
tree green and the Earth sprouts
its young leaves looking to repeat
the magical mystery tour of
photosynthetic conversion of light
and moisture into life—
Not tonight but tomorrow
when my body will have shed
its fear of turning old and soft
will I turn my speeding mind
into the tunnels of your psyche
to melt the calcium that constipates
your synapses into a lubricating powder—
Not tonight but tomorrow
when the Universe moves on
beyond the field of action
that is the Earth to me and you
will I discover the interplanetary clues
that signal the roots of my moment to you—
Not tonight but tomorrow
will I throw my feelings into
The streets to stew
in the violence and despair
of our planet—
Not tonight but tomorrow
will the Earth turn green again.
when the light turns the peach
tree green and the Earth sprouts
its young leaves looking to repeat
the magical mystery tour of
photosynthetic conversion of light
and moisture into life—
Not tonight but tomorrow
when my body will have shed
its fear of turning old and soft
will I turn my speeding mind
into the tunnels of your psyche
to melt the calcium that constipates
your synapses into a lubricating powder—
Not tonight but tomorrow
when the Universe moves on
beyond the field of action
that is the Earth to me and you
will I discover the interplanetary clues
that signal the roots of my moment to you—
Not tonight but tomorrow
will I throw my feelings into
The streets to stew
in the violence and despair
of our planet—
Not tonight but tomorrow
will the Earth turn green again.
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Posted: Jun 2019
About this poem:
I came across this poem last night, and it captivated me with the phrasing and usage of his words.
City Reality
The City is a bee hive but there is no Queen....
So inhabitants have no order everybody chasing their own dream.
A colony of concrete building rising up from hot paved sidewalk,
Shoulders marching in business attire and on their cellphones they talk.
They are building something but not sure what exactly,
Only following the expectations of society.
Shoppers with shopping bags of various purchases they may never need,
Thier ego and others desired expectation they feed.
Strollers with babies pushed by bent back,tired Mothers,
Inside the exotic clubs and bars you can find the Fathers.
Theaters filled with people with no imagination,
Churches and cults with lost souls without a vision.
Teenagers dressed in the latest fashion,
Heading for a future with no income to survive on.
Yet the City draws people from far and near,
Got to get that dollar is the only voice they hear.
She arrived on the country bus with such hope,her best dress and a sparkle in her eye.
Ten years later that country bus took her back home with a swollen belly,addicted to drugs and the sparkle had died.
So inhabitants have no order everybody chasing their own dream.
A colony of concrete building rising up from hot paved sidewalk,
Shoulders marching in business attire and on their cellphones they talk.
They are building something but not sure what exactly,
Only following the expectations of society.
Shoppers with shopping bags of various purchases they may never need,
Thier ego and others desired expectation they feed.
Strollers with babies pushed by bent back,tired Mothers,
Inside the exotic clubs and bars you can find the Fathers.
Theaters filled with people with no imagination,
Churches and cults with lost souls without a vision.
Teenagers dressed in the latest fashion,
Heading for a future with no income to survive on.
Yet the City draws people from far and near,
Got to get that dollar is the only voice they hear.
She arrived on the country bus with such hope,her best dress and a sparkle in her eye.
Ten years later that country bus took her back home with a swollen belly,addicted to drugs and the sparkle had died.
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Posted: Jul 2019
About this poem:
Busy day in a busy city and it just came to me.
ALL I HAVE LEFT
all i have left from my in home theft are sweet memories. i lost everything from gutter rats known as the north miami bch police who knocked on my door with guns drawn while hiding behind ski masks. i tried in vain to bring these marauders to justice but no luck so far but i"ll never give up. what did i do wrong to make this happen? it destroyed me and took everything i cherished.i had been living at the residense for 2 years and i had a receipt for the rent i had paid the day before.i pray that someday things will go my way,and the lord will say it"s time,i can"t let this trajedy go unpunished. down with the north miami bch police dept and forever shall they burn in hell.
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Posted: Jul 2019
About this poem:
i bring this to everyones attention cause i do not want this to happen to anyone else
Tears Drop
Every moment we've spent together,
Has touched our lives, our souls forever.
The things we share, the things we've done,
are permanent things we can't undo.
The person you are, heart and soul,
came to life, with emotion, desire and passion.
Because of you, I'm full of love,
it's all your fault, I'm loving you like this.
We are connected, wide and deep,
no one can remove, this connection we have.
Our feelings are blended, never to be undone,
you are part of me, forever and ever.
A part of me will always be you
and a part of you will always be me.
no matter what happens, that much is certain,
our souls are one, till that moment comes..
I will love your forever,
for worse or for better.
You are tattooed in my heart,
nothing can tear, our souls apart.
You'll always be mine,
with love and honesty, only for you!
Has touched our lives, our souls forever.
The things we share, the things we've done,
are permanent things we can't undo.
The person you are, heart and soul,
came to life, with emotion, desire and passion.
Because of you, I'm full of love,
it's all your fault, I'm loving you like this.
We are connected, wide and deep,
no one can remove, this connection we have.
Our feelings are blended, never to be undone,
you are part of me, forever and ever.
A part of me will always be you
and a part of you will always be me.
no matter what happens, that much is certain,
our souls are one, till that moment comes..
I will love your forever,
for worse or for better.
You are tattooed in my heart,
nothing can tear, our souls apart.
You'll always be mine,
with love and honesty, only for you!
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Posted: Dec 2021
About this poem:
One thing about LOVE is that the one who finds you will definitely summit to you when you are ready...no one is desperate.
Is this a life or is this my death
My life dead my wife dead,
How can I find life when everything's dead Inside outside,
Why take my life why do you think I get into strife I am the underword, I'm am immortal, how you say you know me,
I'm not alive you are, I don't know why you believe in life we are all dead, well I have read, so are we alive or we dead? These are the voices the haunt my head, I once was happy, now I want to die, how come no one else was insane, I say this as a gift I'll soon be dead, I have had enough of life it's scrarred my head, I want you to know and learn I'm not doing it to hurt I have learnt death is better then life, I have been there many of times, one day we will see and I'll come back and tell thee, what life use to be, a matrix of lies
How can I find life when everything's dead Inside outside,
Why take my life why do you think I get into strife I am the underword, I'm am immortal, how you say you know me,
I'm not alive you are, I don't know why you believe in life we are all dead, well I have read, so are we alive or we dead? These are the voices the haunt my head, I once was happy, now I want to die, how come no one else was insane, I say this as a gift I'll soon be dead, I have had enough of life it's scrarred my head, I want you to know and learn I'm not doing it to hurt I have learnt death is better then life, I have been there many of times, one day we will see and I'll come back and tell thee, what life use to be, a matrix of lies
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Posted: Sep 2019
About this poem:
Just circumstance
The Burdens Of My Life
From the day I was born as a baby to the present day
Growing up as a child I discovered various difficult tasks
Including learning the English language also maths and
Other subjects. Things became harder during my teen years
Pubity and love, I knew nothing about, high school I left when I
Was sixteen then looked for work it was not easy but managed
To handle it well. I played sport like Squash, ice skating,and
Others, money was hard when I received my first credit card
It was not long before it was a test of nerves using it as the debit
Was building up. Eventually getting married in the late 1970’s
We had two girls. Problems of raising them I realised, organising
The family was a big responsibility for us both, The children
Went to school, purchasing school clothing stretched the budget
As time went on the children grew up and eventually left home in
The 90’s, living in government housing helped us but other pressures
Crept in I was out of work, getting the dole while trying desperate
Finding work to no effect as later I retired living to survive in 2000.
Divorce followed and then the dreaded Diabetes which claimed
My left leg. 2018 I was in hospital recovering from my injury
Then physiotherapy training me with a prosthetic leg, all the pain and
Suffering, everything was almost normal, in 2022 in February my
Glucose level was very high, the Ambulance took me to hospital
Where I was later put in various nursing homes. It was very hard for me
To adjust to being enslaved in these homes, as I suffered traumatic
Experience beyond belief being starved regularly, I could not adapt
To these circumstances, this is were I am staying living with no hope
Of having no quality of life hardly seeing family members. A terrible
Epitaph for me victim of bad doctors, their medication and amputation
Which has robbed me of a normal life, I am sitting in my bed now
Writing this. My future is uncertain, nothing to look forward to
My life what’s left of it, when I sleep I think of things that I loved to do
My family, friends it makes me want to cry, Where do I go from here .?
John Ginesi (Author)
6/10/2022
Growing up as a child I discovered various difficult tasks
Including learning the English language also maths and
Other subjects. Things became harder during my teen years
Pubity and love, I knew nothing about, high school I left when I
Was sixteen then looked for work it was not easy but managed
To handle it well. I played sport like Squash, ice skating,and
Others, money was hard when I received my first credit card
It was not long before it was a test of nerves using it as the debit
Was building up. Eventually getting married in the late 1970’s
We had two girls. Problems of raising them I realised, organising
The family was a big responsibility for us both, The children
Went to school, purchasing school clothing stretched the budget
As time went on the children grew up and eventually left home in
The 90’s, living in government housing helped us but other pressures
Crept in I was out of work, getting the dole while trying desperate
Finding work to no effect as later I retired living to survive in 2000.
Divorce followed and then the dreaded Diabetes which claimed
My left leg. 2018 I was in hospital recovering from my injury
Then physiotherapy training me with a prosthetic leg, all the pain and
Suffering, everything was almost normal, in 2022 in February my
Glucose level was very high, the Ambulance took me to hospital
Where I was later put in various nursing homes. It was very hard for me
To adjust to being enslaved in these homes, as I suffered traumatic
Experience beyond belief being starved regularly, I could not adapt
To these circumstances, this is were I am staying living with no hope
Of having no quality of life hardly seeing family members. A terrible
Epitaph for me victim of bad doctors, their medication and amputation
Which has robbed me of a normal life, I am sitting in my bed now
Writing this. My future is uncertain, nothing to look forward to
My life what’s left of it, when I sleep I think of things that I loved to do
My family, friends it makes me want to cry, Where do I go from here .?
John Ginesi (Author)
6/10/2022
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Posted: Oct 2022
About this poem:
An insight into my life as a poet.BLEEDING ?? INSIDE ME..
How I'd like to
catch your nightmares
with my bare hands
and put them away
out of your reach.
How I'd love to
take away your insecurities
and replace them
with the wonderful thoughts
I have about you.
How I desire to
rip out your frustrations
and make you smile endlessly
maybe then you will see
how beautiful you are.
??
catch your nightmares
with my bare hands
and put them away
out of your reach.
How I'd love to
take away your insecurities
and replace them
with the wonderful thoughts
I have about you.
How I desire to
rip out your frustrations
and make you smile endlessly
maybe then you will see
how beautiful you are.
??
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Posted: Dec 2021
About this poem:
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