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Like a box of chocolates

Like a box of chocolates,

so sweet and unexpected,

you try to guess what's inside.

'Ennie-meanie-minie-no' won't help,

you just have to choose one and wait,

and hope it's The One.

You nibble into a corner,

trying to cheat,

but you know there's no way in cheating life.

If you get one you dislike,

you spit it out,

look at it repulsively, and throw it away.

Most people will just give up after one chocolate,

but you should never give up,

pick another one.

Always be looking,

for that special chocolate.

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Jessie

Location

92570
United States
33° 47' 8.6856" N, 117° 17' 28.05" W

My name is Marisa and I exist here on earth.
All my life I've been told if you want something ask God first.
Some believe in you and some may not
I heard you're amazing
Well from what I've been taught.
They say if I'm sad you'd make it okay,
but I started to doubt you when you took my grandma away.
If you're listening, there is something id like to discuss,
but please don't tell, just keep it between us.
I have this sad feeling everyday
since she's been gone and it wont go away.
I know she's in heaven watching over me,
but in the morning I wish it was her face that I'd see.
They say its okay and I shouldn't be sad,
but what else can I do when it hurts so bad?
I'd like a to make a deal,
I hope I'm not misunderstood.
If you're willing to give my grandma back to me,
I promise I'll always be good.

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Hates Battle Cry

We heared the about the horrible atrocity of that day.

All bore witness to the horror and dismay.

Evil used the screams of our citizens as their battle cry.

we sit staring at the television asking why.

we become cosumed in hate,

because we feel that justice came too late.

We become corrupted and malicious but we must fight the impulse.

Love and communion is the only cure for and irregular pulse.

The lives of our beloved have been taken, but not forgotten,

For they stay in out heart.

We display our rainbow colors across the nation like art.

Evil thinks it has won, but it has been decieved.

An old ideology has been released.

Gun control now reemerges on the ballot,

yet not many people want to talk about it.

In order to protect our citizens we must ignore the sinful suductivity of money.

If we do not regulate the availibility of guns, there will only be more catastrophy.

I would rather die than rehear Hatre's Battle Cry.

 

 

This poem is about: 
My country
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. vision .

if there was one thing you'd take with you when you go
what would it be?
your vision-- the most powerful sense of them all.
to see is to feel. to learn. to have.
to see is to believe. to inspire. to wish.
to see is to understand that, one day,
you can reach out and grab someone whispering for a helpful
hand and a helpful heart.
to be who you needed when you were younger.
to find solace and kindness in you.
to have a reason to find a new path
or build a new house out of the sand they were born into.
having sight is for the hopes that one day, someday soon,
you will have the courage to be kind.
and someday, when you least expect it,
someone will follow you.
to have vision is to understand that one day you will be someones
living, breathing, screaming invitation to believing in better things.
to have vision when others cannot but are willing to lend yours for them
is what makes you powerful.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world
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Why do I destroy everything

Why do I destroy everything I hold close?

What is it with these hands? With the way people see me?

What is it about me that is so wrong?

I can't fix what I don't understand.

These hands that shake, they're not mine!

What I see with these eyes and imagine with this mind...

Why am I so misunderstood? What have I done?

I try to push people away to protect them.

It doesn't matter how badly it hurts me.

As long as they are safe from what is inside me,

These lesions and memories within will be bearable.

I don't know how i've created such a monster of myself.

I'm consume with my protective shell around those I love.

They can never get close, never see my grotesque interior.

If I must remain alone, so be it.

I'll take everything with me, all the secrets and agony.

I hold people's emotions in my hands and anguish with them.

Only an empath can handle so much pain and function.

The price? Forever living in a world of desolation and isolation,

Not just to protect myself but to protect everyone else

From the icy shards that lurch forward from within...

Spikes that pierce the heart

 

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I'm Here to Learn

I'm in my class for all all four seasons

It's all for real, for just one reason

To move ahead, I'm here to learn

Education is what I yearn.

Remove the kids that don't belong,

They're goofing off, it's just so wrong,

Chitter-chatter, a bunch of noise,

Please remove the disruptive boys.

I'll try my hardest to listen well,

Write some notes before the bell,

Study hard, so I can move ahead,

All in a day, then off to bed!

 

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Eye on the Prize

Location

06460
United States
41° 13' 19.5384" N, 73° 2' 47.1516" W

)My freedom is not free
Others who came before me
Worked for what I have
Not to be taken for granted
I am standing firmly planted
My eye is on the prize
Freedom is not Free

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I Aim For A Better World

Location

I Aim For A Better World

By: Kary Dujuan Goff Jr.

 

I am green and gold, and sometimes grey.

 

A place of exchange, is where money lay.

I come to money, to pay for college,

May you free yourself from my knowledge?

 

Fame and fortune, which is what I bring,

Ounces of gold and jewelry for your class ring.

Riches from knowledge, what a wonderful thing.

 

A world without money, what kind of world would that bring?

 

Believe without me, the world would be in distress,

Exchange has brought humans, above all the rest.

The creation of me, has sparked civilization,

That is why you see, without me is damnation.

Everything I have done has led to society,

Rather try to get rid of me, make me a priority.

 

While you have some great points and your words may be true,

Our world is still full of crime, from those not in school.

Rather a price on our education, can it be free?

Leave the world to learn and not rely on TV.

Discern to be cooperative and there’s one thing you’ll find, we go by one name… human kind.

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Fat Girl

Location

So I have quite the funny story:

I was walking down the street, right,

and this lady hollered

“[pig noises] Ay yo Big Bertha,

You should probably go on a diet and lay off the big macs.”

How dare she tell me to lay off my big macs,

I live at McDonalds!

Personalized with own my pig pen

to roll in the mud.

 

Another time, I went to the mall to shop for a cute new dress

And the store clerk tells me

“You may not find anything that fits your extensive size”

Then she pointed to the store across the mall called “Avenue”

And said “Try there! They have a wider selection for ladies like you!”

Of course because I love shopping at places

That creates clothes for big girls

 as if we were a different species

as if we love looking like super-sized pre-teens

Oops! A reference to fast-food, excuse my fatness

I guess I’ll wear nothing but my birthday suit

and she can kiss this extensive ass

 

One day I was just chillin’ like a villain at Chipotle

And this man comes up to me and says

“Have you ever seen a gym before? You should try exercising.”

The fat surrounding my eyes blinds me from all gyms and healthy foods

What other reason do I have for being this big?

 

I was walking on the street minding my own business

When a group of girls yell “EARTHQUAKE!”

Certainly, I am my own tectonic plate

And apparently makes the ground beneath your feet shake

I bet I can also move mountains, how great is that?

 

“I bet you’d love a Twinkie right now, Tubs”

Well duh!  When Twinkie’s went out of business, I was on the verge of committing suicide

 Before they came back to business, I was an overdose and cut away from dying. I cannot live without my Twinkies.

“OH MY GOD Are you Pregnant!”

YES! Pregnant with about 150 pounds of fat!

 

“I can’t hear over the sound of your thunder thighs.”

That’s great because I did not want to speak to you anyways

I guess that’s how I became so socially awkward

 

A woman once told me that “You will never make a man happy being that big.”

I’M A STONG, INDEPENDENT, BLACK WOMAN and I don’t. need. a. man.

 

I was driving down the street and cut this man off

He then drove next to me and sang “Biggy, Biggy, Biggy, can’t you see?”

Sorry I can’t see you over the Bacon Cheddar Stuffed Burger I’m shoving down my throat.

 

“I wouldn’t date you, even if you and I were the last people on earth.”

That’s great because I’d rather eat you.

 

“Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.”

Cheese pizza, pepperoni pizza, PIZZA, pasta, shrimp fried rice, cookies, cake, chips, cookies and cream ice cream, a Carmel Frappuccino.

 

Last, but definitely not least, a group of silly boys tells me

“You’re so fat you have your own gravitational pull”

I guess that’s what brought you to me, isn’t it.

And “You’re so fat you bleed chocolate milk”

Ouuu, I guess I’ll always have a late night snack

Wait this is the best one: “You’re so fat when you walked into an all-you-can-eat buffet, they had to install speed bumps.”

 

But what you don’t know is

 

Fat girl starves herself in attempt to fit the societal standards

Fat girl works out 5 times a week

Fat girl is recovering from anorexia

Fat girl only eats foods high in nutrition

 

 

If I want to be fat, who are you to judge?

 

You can tell me how terrible it is to be fat

 

Hammer your words into my ears

 

Burn images of Beyoncé or Barbie into my eyes

 

Flood my brain with your expectations of the perfect body

 

Slice my self-esteem in half with the sharpest knife

 

But you will never bring me down

 

 

I am fat

 

And I accept myself

So should you

Love your body

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Growth and Loss

Missing person

5’9”, blonde hair, green eyes

She's lost and under heavy disguise

No, it's not her makeup or her lashes

This feeling, it comes in flashes

She's a very happy girl, that's not a lie

But there's something hidden

Deep below, she won't deny

It, I am never home

Whether work, with friends, or just driving around

I don't like to be home because I hear the sound

Of my parents fighting

Silence, sighs, the TV’s loud - on 24

Nights are long, my dad snores

I haven't spoken to my father in months

Who lives within a couple of feet

I tell myself it's our schedules,

Always opposites - we never meet

He works nights, I’m awake during the days

But in reality we just don't clique, we don't have much to say

It feels forced, like two friends who've matured

Who give uncomfortable smiles

Awkward and unbearable - when they run into each other

It’s not the same look shared between a daughter and a mother

It feels obligated, almost mandatory

This is growing up, in all its glory

 

Passion is lost, I no longer paint

It's not really a huge complaint

Things have changed, I have grown

I have this odd feeling, never wanting to be alone

I wish I had something to blame

For why I feel this way

Some trauma, some accident

Some sort of treacherous event

To explain my lack of interest, exhausted enthusiasm

Let me remind you though, it's not that I am hateful

Of my life, I am beyond happy and grateful

I have my friends, my job, I'm always busy

But I can't help to think that I need to stay occupied

In order to fill up an emptiness that's growing inside

 

They tell me it's just puberty - the loss and the growth

Things are changing inside of me, including these both

This isn't meant to be sob story or a plea

This is just growing up, as me

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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