I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity.
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I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end.
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Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.
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My Desire.
How I wish the sky is not my limit
But wish it my beginning
How I wish I could change the world
Bringing the world into oneness
How I wish I could rule over life
And life not rule over me
Making things happen the way I want it
And not things running me
How I wish I could see the future
Studying and planning for it
Knowing how to fully prepare for it
And not desiring the future
That will break the ties of the past
Not really anxious about the future
But planting for the raining days
When all else is lost, the future still remains
Cos this are my desire
Knowing fully the reality of life
My desire of great things
My desire of great value
poem by Ogunleye Kayode Peter
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P o e t s
and the gift is not
the writing, but the knowing,
knowing poetry
poems come and go
but the knowing stays
and grows; ask them,
they know that knowing.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Perfect Moment
The perfect moment with the perfect person.
I'm quite suprised they're here with me.
Despite all my dreams,
I'd never have believed.
That at this moment it would finally be.
So here it is.
Finally knowing the perfect kiss.
Holding hands in perfect bliss.
It's so unreal,
my head is shrouded in a mist.
I can hardly believe such luck as this.
I never want this moments end.
In the greatest joy your sweetness lends.
The greatest moment which truth defends.
We hold the greatest love in lifes great plan.
Never ending and doing all we can.
To make it through with Gods' great helping hand.
poem by Michael McParland
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The Greatest Poem
Good poems don't rhyme
Great poems don't have rhythm
The greatest poem is not one on paper but said out loud
Good poems are about flowers and puppies
Great poems are about peace and happiness
The greatest poems are about change
What should change.
how it should change.
And who should change.
Most of all the greatest poem is not one about the life you wanted to live
But the one you are living.
poem by Getasew Shumet
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Without Tears
The ending defines a moment of change
Loved ones left wondering whose to blame
Sitting in a chair with a solemn face
Without tears is a lonely place
The ending defines a moment of change
Taking prescriptions to ease the strain
Noone knows when the shock will come
Without tears there's more to be done
The ending defines a moment of change
The diagnosis 'grief striken' and I'm slowly opening the gate
It phantoms to me that spirits are near
Without tears the conscious will endure
The ending defines a moment of change
Looking back on the photos that inevitable the same
Sitting in a chair with a solemn face
Without tears leads to terrible fate
The ending defines a moment of change
Reoccurring thoughts of the undesired stage
Noone knows when the shock will come
Without tears Mom's left frozen and numb
The ending defines a moment of change
Why did you leave me during the race
Seasons come and go as they usually do
Without tears the missing you can't be true
The ending defines a moment of change
Hearing your voice would be a blessing trade
Seasons come and go as they usually do
Without tears the missing can't be true
poem by Natasha McGee
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Poem: 'Journey of Life
- 27. June.2006 -
Feet pattering slowly, she walks a long and dusty road
Pondering that provoking thought ‘Where do I want my life to go’
She fears the change that sadly she knows must come
So terrified of that ending day, the day when her schooling days are done
Life passes her by as slowly she continues on her walk.
A week to graduation day, but she’s still pondering that thought
‘Where do I want my life to go’ and then what happens next?
I’ve conditioned myself to think like this, what happens when it ends
Now she’s standing there on graduation day
Crying as through her speech she tries to say
I don’t know where my life will go, or what happens when this ends
I don’t know what happens now, or if I’ll keep in touch with friends
Still young, still beautiful, still wondering
She’s listening to those at her reunion, they’re all pondering
She speaks her story, slow but clear
Everyone’s intrigued her friends want to hear
“I walk life’s journey, slow and unplanned,
Never knowing what I wanted, but for some reason, here I am.
I am who I am not because of the path I chose
But because when opportunity came knocking, to the challenge I rose.
I never knew where I wanted my life to go, or what would happen next
All I know is I’m right here now, because it’s God’s intent”
poem by Rachel Ann Clark
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Perfection
nobody perfect,
but, yet people try,
strive to be close to it,
but, no matter what,
you will never be,
PERFECT,
facing reality is hard,
but, knowing you can't
have everything you want,
makes it that much harder,
nobody perfect,
why do i have to be?
people seem to point out
your problems you have,
are they just mad that you
accepted your differences,
nobody perfect,
why is everybody obsesse?
we were meant to be different,
why should we change,
when we are perfect,
just the way we are.
5-13-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Crazy Moment
what can i do?
when things don't go my way,
i sit and wonder,
why life unfair,
why life never goes as plan,
i get mad,
knowing i can never have it my way,
but, after another day,
everything feels perfect,
like nothing went wrong,
and you ask yourself,
what the hell happen?
one moment you mad,
that the next,
nothing wrong,
all of these emotions,
that you can't control goes crazy,
all because life don't go as planned.
5-1-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Going
Breaking it all down.
Just look around.
A life so quaint.
A blotch of paint here and there.
Painting a portrait out of thin air.
Oh where did you come from?
Where are you going?
Without ever really knowing.
Is this really how its gonna be.
So hard to see.
The glassed fogged by a change in temperature.
Heat rising and falling.
Emotions forever turning.
Were just churning the same sickness over and over again.
Oh where did you come from?
Where are you going?
Without ever really knowing.
Walking among the shadows.
A pact with devils.
Toss everything aside.
Take another, take a better ride.
Follow the motion of the oceans tides.
Eventually the chaos will subside.
Then again I will ask,
oh where did you come from?
Where are you going?
Without ever really knowing.
Look at that. It has start snowing.
Water crystallized and compromised.
Green skies.
A bitter wind grabs the skin.
Being ripped within.
I can already see the end.
Every move that can and will be made.
We are destinies slave.
Oh so brave.
But in a jaded sense.
How can it benifit me.
What a diease.
Another sneeze from a life deformity.
Oh where did you come from?
Where are you going?
Without ever really knowing.
Without ever really knowing.
Going, going forever going.
Do you have a map?
Are you bound to a contract?
Is there something you lack?
Just what is it that got you moving in zig zag.
Are you crossing the alps too just to get to other side.
Is it another promise land in which we must all make our stand?
Is it, is it, is it?
Oh where did you come from?
Where are you going?
Without ever really knowing.
Without ever really knowing.
Going, I am going, going, gone.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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One Step Closer
I'm 'round the corner from anything that's real
I'm across the road from hope
I'm under a bridge in a rip tide
That's taken everything I call my own
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
I'm on an island at a busy intersection
I can't go forward, I can't turn back
Can't see the future
It's getting away from me
I just watch the tail lights glowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
Knowing, knowing
I'm hanging out to dry
With my old clothes
Finger still red with the prick of an old rose
Well the heart that hurts
Is a heart that beats
Can you hear the drummer slowing?
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
To knowing, to knowing, to knowing
song performed by by U2
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Lack of Courage
Most days I feel
Like I am
Losing so much time
Sitting
Waiting
Hoping
For you to change
Never knowing quite for sure
If it is me or you that must change
Always believed that by
Not moving
Making no decision
Is the same as making one
Wondering if it is due to my lack of strength
Or no courage
To take those hits
That will happen if I choose
To move
Now
Wish I knew if this was truly my choice
Or one made only by lack of my courage
poem by Linda Engwall
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Lessons To Be Learned
At one time,
I wanted so much to please.
And do it in a way,
To have those I wanted to smile.
Knowing, I did...
This is what I wanted.
And nothing else,
Did I have a need to flaunt.
But an aging done,
Has a way in the doing...
That helps one review,
Those steps one places.
And those times just being there,
For someone else...
Has fewer of their footsteps made,
Traced to express the same concerns.
No one ever says,
Lessons to be learned...
Come easy to absorb.
But those who teach them...
When they are finally learned,
The quality of the air seems fresher to breathe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There's Power In Ambiguity
She knows there's power in ambiguity
And she lords it over me
Not even flaunting it like some gift but shoving it my face
Being rude and ignoring me enough to make question are we even friends? !
And nice enough to keep me close, leaving me to crave more, she sends
These mixed signals and I can't keep pace
While her true feelings remain hidden as she wields her power
I can feel it sap my strength hour after hour
I can't do this forever
O these ties I wish I could sever
But there's nothing I can do because I'm pushed far away like a stranger
Yet drawn closer through nicety to my greatest danger
And overwhelming desire
It's ALL her
But she wields ambiguity, the greatest weapon: ' Not Knowing'
The cruelest response: not showing: affection or love when its given you
Being incapable of saying those words: I love you too
Much less to be the one who starts the compliments
But the one who repulses me, like I'm some sort of offense
The ambiguity
Is just stronger than me...
If 'Not Knowing' is the worst
Then the one I supposedly love is my curse
poem by David Knox
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Knowing
There is a danger of knowing too much
knowing too much danger
Crossing a road without looking
Taking a risk with your cooking
A danger in knowing
There is a danger in knowing too much
Having digitalised lives
synched to computer
GOOGLED
There is a danger
Is there a danger in knowing?
Too much danger?
Too much knowing?
Too much?
we have/are becoming
More like a shopping mall
Packed full of brands
And gadgets
our apps additives
There is a danger of losing your child
In a shopping mall
Losing your self
In the underground
A danger in knowing
A danger in looking
The sign
The times
Are a changing
A danger of unseeing
Unliving
A danger of touching the edge of extinction
Without feeling
Bottled emotions
Formaladehyde Brains
Mask for a face
Stone for a heart
There is on a lighter note
A danger in eating my cooking
Knowing too much
Too soon
Too late
or a danger of knowing nothing
Simply eating what's arrived on your plate
poem by Yvette Smith
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Did It Happen When I Stopped Complaining?
Somewhere along my journey,
I grew up.
I became both accountable
And took responsibility for my actions.
There were many along the way,
Who could not keep up the pace.
Somehow as I aged...
I held onto my faith,
With a painful self assessment I learned to face.
Saw my flaws and accepted them.
And not an excuse do I make.
It's too late for that now anyway.
That's why I am pleased to be the me I am.
I know the meaning of forgiveness and sacrifice.
And those realities have led me to my growth!
Somewhere along my journey,
I grew up.
I knew I would become a victim of confusion and stress.
I'm even impressed!
When did I wisen up...
To take my life with such seriousness?
Somewhere along my journey,
I grew up.
Did it happen when I stopped complaining?
Did I refuse to change the rules in the middle of the game?
Or did the violation of those rules,
I simply refused to change.
Knowing how to better play the game?
Either way...
Somewhere along my journey,
I grew up.
And pleased to be the me I am.
Still a work in process!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Times Ahead
There’s a day ahead for all of us, but not all say “In God we Trust”,
Many today simply forge ahead, relying fully on one’s self instead.
But as believers, we’ve received, a new path in life as we believed,
Paved to Glory in the Spirit of Christ, taking us all into Eternal Life.
While others truly may not know, where in life their pathway will go,
Not knowing that any day or hour, all may falter, in their own power.
Whereas believers not only know, at their end of life where they go,
They have God’s presence through, everything that they seek to do.
Unbelievers may survive down here; however a time is drawing near,
When they will take that last breath, passing from this life into death.
We survive and much much more, knowing we have Heaven in store,
Guided on earth by God’s Grace, as members of His Heavenly race.
If unbelievers in life reach a bend, they cannot face or comprehend,
They’re forced to choose on their own, making that choice all alone.
On a path of winds and bends, God gives strength to all He sends,
Along the pilgrim journey down here, knowing that He’s always near.
Joy is given to those on earth, who come to God through New Birth,
So why would one just merely live, when God has New Life to give?
A life knowing you will never die, but, be transported above the sky,
To live eternally with everyone, who receives salvation in God’s Son.
(Copyright ©08/2008)
Depression
Depression is …
Feeling alone
Depression is …
Knowing this will never change
Depression is …
Knowing your best isn’t good enough
Depression is…
Knowing nothing you do matters
Depression is …
Realizing your best days have gone
Depression is …
Looking forward to the end
Depression is…
Knowing no one really cares that you are looking forward to the end
Depression is…
Is knowing no one cares if you take your own life
poem by Broken Hearts
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Tomorrow Never Knows
Turn off your mind, relax
And float down stream
It is not dying
It is not dying
Lay down all thought
Surrender to the void
It is shining
It is shining
That you may see
The meaning of within
It is being
It is being
That love is all
And love is everyone
It is knowing
It is knowing
That ignorance and hate
May mourn the dead
It is believing
It is believing
But listen to the
Color of your dreams
It is not living
It is not living
Or play the game
Existence to the end
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
song performed by by Oasis
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