Last Edited Elegy Poems (1,148)

1.

This woman had went out of her way to make something
out of herself.

2. For hundreds and hundreds of years in the United States,
American Men had always had a secret career called laziness,
that's why they had slaves to do their work for them.

3. This woman chose not to join the ranks of men that love laziness
as a secret career.

4. And I still run into a number of men that have made laziness
as their continued secret career.
This class of men before they had graduated from their educational
public school, they were in a hurry for it to end.
Once their educational public schooling was over with for them,
their mentality about anymore schooling,
I had asked a number of them a question "if given another time and chance
to go back to school to make something out of yourself,
that wasn't available and offered to you when you were in school,
would you go back and make that something out of what you can be?"
This is what they all had told me, "The hell with school I'm finished
with-it and I don't want any more of it!"
"I'm not wasting anymore of my time kissing up to
to going to anymore school classes, it was the most
boring thing I had to do!"
I said, "Ok, if you would rather put your(Psalms 38:5)foolishness to work for you
instead of putting your already learned education
to work for you, then that's your choice."

2.

When a woman's heart is set to what she has chosen to do
and her mind is made-up,
this means she will push any and everybody out of her way,
just so she can feel herself that day she's been fighting for
to come to completion as in graduation
to be able to see herself walk into her own hopes and dreams.
These kind of women will never give-up!

3.
In this sport she had trained in she had lost her fear over men
in other words she won't allow any males put her in that
fear factor box,
that mentality that men treasure so much over women.
Like a mouse will run from a cat
she won't run away from a man,
after kicking as the rock puts it -
"after kicking their candy-asses,
she will walk away not run away from a fight,
and if they haven't had enough,
she will turn around and go kick their candy-asses again!"
This woman is no Coward!

4. This is no joke!
The Gospel Saves The Soul
and Self-Defense Saves The Body.
Mother and Father's teenage girls
and you grown-up daughters,
this is only going to get worse.
Here's some past proof of evidence:

5. Your Mother and Father aren't going to be alive forever,
after they're gone who's going to protect you then?
I don't care if you're a rich girl
or a commoner or a peasant girl.
These Serial-Rapists seem to know who has self-defense
training and who hasn't been trained.



We have in the United States four classes of men;
The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly And The Monsters.
The right kind of religion teaches the male how to learn
how to keep his hands to himself.
Isn't that what you women want?




Even the Commander and Chief of Heaven
he to is against rape.
(2 Samuel 13:14 King James Version)
This Original First Printed Bible In The 1500's
mentions the word "FORCED."

Sun shining bright
Life feels alright
Leaves all green
Flowers in bloom
Colors bursting
Birds chirping away,
Hummingbirds dancing around
Making musical sounds
Butterflies floating in the sky
Leaving their dust behind
Bees buzzing around
Wings never touching the ground
Not a day to frown
Happy to look around
Such beauty never touching the ground.

Sorry the sky isn’t blue
Sorry no hugs for you
Sorry I lied
Sorry had to hide
Sorry you attacked me
Sorry you slapped me
Sorry you ran out of the room
SorryI sprayed you with perfume.
Sorry you're so bizarre
Sorry I wanted to punch you
Sorry you caused a brawl
Sorry you weren’t the fairest of all
Sorry I’m so embarrassed
Sorry my dreams didn’t come through
Sorry you were ever my mother

I'm up,
I'm down
I'm trying not to frown
feel like I’m falling
Straight into the ground.
I cry
I sigh
You know why.
I laugh
Don’t want to break in half
I smile
If only for a while.
If you don’t like
take a hike
Hear the sound of a dove

Laura Laura
What do you see
Evil monster staring at me
Feels like I’m being washed out to sea

Laura Laura
Why so sad?
I gave to you my heart
Now it’s nowhere
Never to be found.

Laura Laura
How could this be
You tricked me
I gave to you my soul
With a smile you stole

Laura Laura
Why do you cry
You filled me with nothing but lies
Left me dying inside

Laura Laura
What do you need
Someone to feed my soul
It’s now so cold
Nothing you would want to hold.

Numb, that’s how I feel
Some say what’s the big deal
I can’t feel
I can’t smile
I can’t laugh

Numb thats
how I feel
Pleasure no longer
loving feelings lost
It hurts to talk
It hurts to walk

Numb thats how I feel
My eyes are open
Nothing to be seen
I can’t see the sky
It’s to hard to even try

Numb that’s how I feel
Phone rings
Knocks at the door
To much effort
I just lay on the floor

Numb that’s how I feel.

I sit here as the tears stream down my face
In two weeks our baby girl will take on a husband
You won’t be here
I know you will be watching with pride
why did you have to go and die
Our daughter will dance with our son
Our son will be the one to give her away
Oh how my head does sway

On this special
You will be on our minds
And in our hearts .
I will wear my my wedding ring on our daughters wedding day
So that I may feel close to you.
When I close my eyes tightly
I can see you dancing with our daughter
On her wedding day.

You are greatly loved
And greatly missed .

Within a forest in a glade,
Is Nature's finest green brocade,
It's nestled by a secret stream,
Inside the mirror of a dream.

If I should pause, to change direction,
Go to that place of soft reflection,
To sit beneath a sylvan bower,
Some dappled, sun splashed, shady hour,


A sacred glen, where Nature's free,
And shadows weave a tracery,
That laces through this hidden dell,
Where is that place? - I shall not tell.

In this green forest filled with trees,
Birds singing in their canopies,
Life is filled with extant power,
From trembling leaf to tip of flower,

Sun shining on a cloudless day,
Give me peace from the world's dismay,
To think a while in solitude,
An unspoiled place of rectitude,

I wish now for some sweet release,
And hope this song may never cease,
Within that wild and ancient glade,
Where lyrebirds sing in serenade,

In every leaf of every branch,
A gentle breeze will make them dance,
It's nestled by a secret stream,
My blissful sweet poetic dream.




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Now touching on this isolation writing
I touch it now I am the daylight fighting.

This winter's day of clouds grey overcast
To wait a week or two just to outlast.

I've found something that I could not say
Favor romance on a dismal day.

Something in my heart becomes uncertain
I wish that I could be a better person.

I think of my soul and its incarnations
I think of drugs debasing kids and nations.

I think about my lost Arcadian dream -
My consciousness just currents down a stream.

I wish that I could find my better half
In this waiting game that is my life.




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Sleep my baby, sleep my dear,
Iav-nanina-o.
It’s still dark, day’s yet not breaking,
Iav-nanina-o.
Nana I’m singing so that you sleep,
Singing you so that quiet you be,
Violet you bore with love in its heart,
Rose with a joy has brought you up.
Should Our Lady’s will be such
That I shall see you grown up,
Delia nana, my little one,
Watching me now with cherubic smile,
Sleep is coming, close your eyes,
Delia-nana-nanao!