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Is it what we hold dear? And is it what we can expect other to hold and tether onto us? But honor is the sacred truth that others may hold against us.
LISTEN! Can you hear them The sounds of the war drums The cries for battle The thundering of Hundreds of horses Many willing to die with honor Many willing to sacrifice Many ready to die
Like a great flight of stairs based in the center of a garden, Sturdy, beautiful, glimmering, their nobility ardent. Our history a great mystery filled with tales of glory.
I remeber growing up as your baby cub. You taught me how to care for myself incase you were not there. Well now you are not here and I am still a lost cub.
Woman, Girl – Lift up! For far too long your shoulders have bent forward from the weight of the despair of injustice, inequality, mistreatment, ignorance, devalue, degradation and disregard.
Next time I look in the mirror, I’m just gonna try to see me Not some superficial image of who they want me to be. If my eyes are deep dark brown, that’s what my momma gave me If my lips are kind of full, well
To my Dad, my best friend, I can’t even pretend that all this happened, I just want to bend and contort until my body says no- My mind is full of what if's, maybe's, and so’s.
Dear Older Woman in the Grocery Store, I am your cashier. I scan your cookies, your cakes, your medications; I make polite conversation, delicately choosing my words As you delicately chose and scribbled each item
Healthy love can be hard to find but when it is, it’s a special kind. Loving fires bring no pain just warmth and light through pouring rain. Not always will we walk in step but each stride should echo a promise kept
I will sacrifice, I will support and respect; Because I love you.
I think we f o r g e t. We forget to face the reality of living Because we don't want to remember that there is death, destruction starvation fear hatred intolerance.
“I don’t want to be a princess!” No I don’t want to be one if it means I can’t be with her.
Raven black hair, long and beautiful A rosy flush of dimpled cheeks, When will my refletion show who I am inside? Grab the scissors, cut the hair, Ride off into the night,
Loved and praised By innate wisdom and passion Yet loathed by skeptics. The lust - to behead his spirit, shatter the bones
America the Beautiful With the open fields and high mountains And the clouds dancing across the skyline America the Strong With a military protecting our citizens And our citizens protecting our rights
How lucky we are that we were cared since our birth by those who sacrificed their happiness to see us happy relinquished their desires and dreams to make our dreams come true
Type: Narrative Form: Narrative I ran and I ran. I put my problems on the shoulders of others. They had to suffer
This organization is a special one, you see it's only for the ones who bravely take the challenge the initiative of getting good GPAs and apply to four year institutions not
Pause, I am your equal. I can't grasp what people say, at least they fit in their skins! They put me on a pedestal, they hang me up with rusty pins. In the frames hung in the halls is me with my poster grins.
The flowerA flower sits up on it's stem over looking the ocean an sunIt opens up only a few times a year for it dark for most of the timeAs the sun stars to dim it closes it peddles lowers it head to sleep
Carry your family like burlap sacks of rice Gather your history with calloused palms like cotton Prick the tips of your fingers on the splintered pine of your family tree
Tombs, tombs, thousands of tombs - As far as the eye can see. The blood of patriots spilled - To water Freedom's sacred tree. How brave they were, O God indeed, To fight and die for me.
Sometimes in life, we find ourselves down It seems like nothing will help, not a thing will turn around I've felt this way before, it's not a new feeling But over the summer, I had an awesome experience
Honor unto death,
Life has its ups and downs Mistakes and lessons learn Friends and Enemies And family and strangers Life can display some of the sweetes shows Yet it can all end with a dreadful nightmare
Women are equal as men. Although it takes two to make a baby, babies would not be in this world without women. I do believe the creation of life is a 50-50 job between a man and a woman, but within the job, the roles are split up.
Joy. Happiness. Things that decribe me. I live for him. He died for me. In desprate times, He is there. When no one is around, I know He comforts me. We learn from His word and teachings.
A haze of smoke hung thick through all the air; The cries of dying men echoed 'round. The light from booming cannons showed an eerie glare, Twisted figures lay strewn upon the ground.
It's dark and alone in here But I still bite my tongue because it's better I don't mind the spiders and ghouls The reward means so much greater I would rather be what I am not To please my own kin
Like a baby born without a mother Shit just don’t make sense So how the hell can you walk around without a split lick of common sense You think have all together
In 7th grade, I knew I was gay I didn't think it was normal Not to be straight So I cut up my skin And took a lot of drugs I drank a lot of alcohol And gave lots of boys hugs
I have never had sex They judge me as a prude It hurts my heart Them being so rude I want him to love me But he won't for sure He thinks me a tease Easy to lure
Dedicated In Memory of Tim McCormick
Have you ever stopped to see How all of our lives might be Without those who died for the red, white, and blue Sacrificing their lives for me and you Do you even give one thought
Love me, I a
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God, A poor man's riches A hungry man's bread A changing soul switches
He's on every wall of every room, Around our necks and in our heads, In our hearts, in what we said. He hangs on the cross, Head bowed in shame 'Cause you can't do one thing.
I see people walking byAnd I wonder what it's likeDo they see what I seeWhen they look at you with meThen I think of what I'd sayIf they ever asked why I feel this way
You only write once, that's the name of the game; And in all actions in life, all you have is your name. So in all things that you do, do it so that you're proud. Because at the end of the day,
Sometimes we argue, sometimes we fight, we definitely have our fits, but that's alright. Maybe things aren't always perfect, sometimes we wonder why, occasionally I give up.
Honor is nearly Forgotten in this age Cast aside by other, Seemingly more important Matters such as money
You see things with envy, through your holy,and pure eyesAnything different, you simply despise“One must live proper, a man and his wife”We’d love to live peacefully, hopeful and true
I used to believe in 11:11 wishes, Used to dream of midnight kisses, I believed in these things and much more, But all that was in a time long, long, before, Before the boy ripped at my chest,
AIDS is real I hate condoms Oh yes I know we want to feel every side of it HIV doesn’t seem real when you are having the best feeling in the world You don’t think about AIDS when you pay visit to the vagina
these red viscous drops that paints our banner's stars and straps fake smiles and all these props it spreads like chicken pox and it cant be contained or put in a box obvious to the trained mind
they protect our nation and way of life they are ready at moments notice there might not be many but they are proud can you guess who I'm talking about
One day I’ll liberate my soul; my own mishaps have created the insecurities that soon will fade away into a cloud of dust.
The skin that I am in is my own For it is something that I could never loan It is the bark on my bones the shell on my back It is the canvas of life for the voice that I lack
Kin has served World War I till now, On the battlefield for that single vow, freedom. Mundane citizens as you and I, Sign their names and legacy in the sky. Camouflaged to defend their home,
Fast fleeing the world from whence i came,the only thing i regret is that of my name,My Final Goodbye will not be so easy,As to just float away on the first chance i get,I love you to much to ever leave,
In the absence,a state of mind is created to thwart,a powerful enemy one faces toward his creators.Although blood is entangled within a knot of memories.
In a universe That exists today Inevitably will obliterate For this too shall pass away A kingdom stretching across the sphere Authority’s on different feet
Oh Ya, By The Way Last night while you creeping around with that guy you met from the club, I was already with him. When you got home to your man and yall made sweet love, I began to flow right through him.
"His Gifts" By:Lynisha Arceus
A man's courage is a product of a man's desire. A man's strength is synonymous with long lasting fire. To live and to love makes man want to inspire. Because to live and to love makes a man soar even higher.
How much do I love you? How much do you care? What I would do for just your kiss and your stare? These questions frequently run through my mind. Sometimes it scares me, I wish I could hide.
Character is something that is fought for, not developed in a single day, not won in a single fight. Character is born when you place the persons of others above yourself in the realization of their importance.
Sweet, dear Mulciber God of iron and forge Hear my plea, humble as I am and answer me with conviction. Because I have a stalwart heart, because my courage exceeds my breath
I was appealed by your appearance not gone lie i was intrigued by you but could you keep me played my cards right i had a full house but i guess you held the out roses left at my door step again
I was once lost, Unnoticed in the crowd, Never knew who I was, But now I am found. I was floating through the days Wondering where I would go, My soul was in a haze But you brought me home.
He holds my heart within his hands Bending, Molding, all to plan Sometimes it hurts, but he always works. The black is now out of my heart, leaving a hole for a new start I feel all empty, sad and alone
Your love for me is everlasting, second chances only you are casting Seeking for love all I got was lust, as time past my heart will rust Despite my past you are still grasping, unto me while I was still dancing
(poems go here) I laid on her like paper did to rock and suddenly we both refused to shoot out what exactly it is that sizer through our layers of mentally striped blue margins,
Red, the color of passion Red, the color of hate Red, the color of pure blood Red, the color of a curse Outcasted by the world, His body is my hearse
With a new school year, a new start, but friends depart. And we’ve led our whole lives together, but suddenly we’re taking different paths from each other.
A book of an aunt Who no longer is here Turn the pages Listen Do you hear them cry? Torn and worn down but still prized most This book that is broken It tells a tale of sleeping beauty and her prince
There is something inside of each of our souls- this desire for the things that will destroy us. We crave to behave in ways that leave scars.
Abstinance to Prevent Teen Pregnancy The practice of refraining from sexual activity for psychological, social or reasons religiously. Psychologically, you prevent the possibility of pregnancy, STDs, and extra responsibilities.
Think before you do it Think before you risk everything Yeah he’s cute And he has a great smile But think before you do it There’s always a chance you will not be respected