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simbarashe1
Harare Zimbabwe
Once,  tomorrow met yesterday, And the two discussed, Of the individual failures, And errors of humanity Tomorrow was told of all the sorrows, Grievances, tortures and sufferings, That occured in the struggles of freedom, Of Political arenas and religious catastrophes; The world wars,  black deaths and holocausts; As the visions of all these events floated in his mind; Tomorrow realized how bad mankind lived yesterday His heart was stabbed,  tears flooded his yet to be born face Tomorrow then met today; The story of Today was not very different, Only a transformation has occurred, but no solution Seemingly more devastating wars were hanging in the atmosphere Cyber attacks, terrorism and human trafficking haunted the Today vocabulary, Closely alienated to a host of diseases without cures; All official meetings being based on global warming worries Morals and customs has long fled from all youngsters; Conspiracy theories pilling on each other and religious segregation rising like noone's business! Tomorrow knew from his deepest instincts; He was the last hope for mankind; the last line of faith; All these sufferings has to wait with today,   What is only needed is a choice; A good choice from all humanity; A choice to be good from all inhabitants of the earth; Being good to everyone and everything is all mankind is left with, Inorder to help tomorrow deliver a better life
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May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 7:30 AM UTC
Tomorrow
It is more than you and me can imagine It is even difficult for any human to comprehend Sometimes I just stare Sometimes I wonder in tears Sometimes I would want simply to shake off all my fears But of all my attempts it seems there is nothing emerging I have no evidence whether I am going or coming Whether the doors of the mercies are opening or closing I wonder if anyone is there listening to my petitions Got a feeling that I am in my own region Where no friend or family can come without hesitation Even enemies seem to feel sorry for me The sorrowful looks on everyone as they address me Double their low grievous shacking voices as they talk about me Speak books closed and open about my wellbeing It is a miracle to them to see a grave moving My name is already history Sometimes I feel so deserted Sometimes I come to understand that it is more difficult to be happy Sometimes I feel that it is impossible to find someone who won’t hurt you Sometimes I feel that it is better to stay with the one who hurts you especially if the hurt is worthwhile For sometimes you cannot figure out how much hurt the next person will cause to you It might be utter ruin or desolation or even extinction Loads and loads of questions pile my mind to the brim But chances of getting answers or even responses to them are so slim My head whirls, twirls, reels and dance to an anonymous tune Complex to me but funny to the onlookers like a cartoon I am not dull but It seems I am not wise enough Who else has ever lived such a life? This is a kind of question that makes me laugh Is there light at the end of the tunnel? Of course I expect no one to answer this one without a hustle If it happens to be there I hope it is not light from an oncoming locomotive
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Mar 10, 2017
Mar 10, 2017 at 7:02 AM UTC
my life
It is more than you and me can imagine It is even difficult for any human to comprehend Sometimes I just stare Sometimes I wonder in tears Sometimes I would want simply to shake off all my fears But of all my attempts it seems there is nothing emerging I have no evidence whether I am going or coming Whether the doors of the mercies are opening or closing I wonder if anyone is there listening to my petitions Got a feeling that I am in my own region Where no friend or family can come without hesitation Even enemies seem to feel sorry for me The sorrowful looks on everyone as they address me Double their low grievous shacking voices as they talk about me Speak books closed and open about my wellbeing It is a miracle to them to see a grave moving My name is already history Sometimes I feel so deserted Sometimes I come to understand that it is more difficult to be happy Sometimes I feel that it is impossible to find someone who won’t hurt you Sometimes I feel that it is better to stay with the one who hurts you especially if the hurt is worthwhile For sometimes you cannot figure out how much hurt the next person will cause to you It might be utter ruin or desolation or even extinction Loads and loads of questions pile my mind to the brim But chances of getting answers or even responses to them are so slim My head whirls, twirls, reels and dance to an anonymous tune Complex to me but funny to the onlookers like a cartoon I am not dull but It seems I am not wise enough Who else has ever lived such a life? This is a kind of question that makes me laugh Is there light at the end of the tunnel? Of course I expect no one to answer this one without a hustle If it happens to be there I hope it is not light from an oncoming locomotive
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As brurrly vision becomes more transparent The hard humming disappearing from my head The uneasy pain becoming more and more apparent Senses returning to their normal carriculums Bit by bit my memory recovering to unveil The simple truths of the tragedy i was in, I realized i had just cheated death Everything happened in tachyon speeds, One minute i was alive and happy as a lark The next minute i was recovering from the boarders of death One minute i had friends, enjoying the trip to a popular resort The next minute they changed route to heaven or hell As death had just bumbed unto us, . Leaving me on the boarders of this world and another I dont know whether it was because i lived, or the memory of my friends My face insrantly flooded with tears, My heart aching and my head twirling, Wishing it was one of those scarry meaningless dreams But my sanity assured me it was more real than it seemed I couldn't hold, this was too much Although i had just cheated death... I felt weak, and fell down First on my knees, then cascaded to my whole body, ...darkness fell over me
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Nov 14, 2016
Nov 14, 2016 at 12:59 AM UTC
MINUTES AFTER DEATH CALL
TRAVEL Take me to the sunny cities of Africa Especially to the sunny beaches of Madagascar Or a moment at the Zimbabwean Victoria falls Just to fill my insatiable need for cool air A taste of fresh breeze tingling my skin As I enjoy God’s immaculate nature creations Take me to the Biblical soils of Israel Make me visit the rice growing farmers of of Thailand And show me the fabulous Great Wall of China Then relax me in the floating hotels of Dubai Then you know I like travelling much There is a lot I need to see in this world From the great historical monuments of United States To the so much fabled twin tower , And maybe a sea-ride with the US marines Staying a day in the samba cities of Brazil Listening to soft reggae tunes from Jamaica Sometimes I wish I could  see the Stonehenge And have a cup of tea with the Queen Does the Berlin corridor still exist? That one I will check on my own … As I travel around and around With a plane made in  Japan
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Nov 3, 2016
Nov 3, 2016 at 5:56 AM UTC
travel
got a little tiny idea, please lay an ear to me i will talk of my little tiny idea though i dont know where i got it from let me think of a way to say it such that it makes sense i got the words for it just give me a chance words fail me, but let me try to say it i got a little idea of peace and a tiny idea of freedom should i say this in a simpler way let me say a little tiny idea of a peaceful freeman i am trying my fellows to say out my little tiny idea i got a tiny social ideology but i dont know how to achieve it i have an idea of an ideal world economy but still i am stuck i think i need help to say that in a clever way since i cannot say it i also have an idea my idea is i need ideas to achieve the demands of my ideas if your ideas assists mine then they are ideal to my ideas i have ideas , help me be idealistic
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Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 2:21 AM UTC
my idea
If up was down And left was right Then death was life If heaven was on earth Sadness would be hapiness Laughing as i cry The world would be a paradise If all the wars on earth were disregarded Peace avails all over Humanity united in accord Life more simpler.. If everything was normal In accordance with the creation purpose All toils disbanded Then  happy would have been me
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Oct 25, 2016
Oct 25, 2016 at 2:52 AM UTC
if only