Ivan Brooks Sr

Ivan Brooks Sr Jul 2018

Love is a blind *****
And a wicked witch.
She's like a bill collector
And a heartbreaker.

Love is a light
Sometimes she's bright,
Sometimes she's dangerous
And very mysterious.

Love is contentious
Like a strange virus,
She kills at times
At times, she saves.

What's this phenomenon
That moves like the moon?
Love eludes some people
And for her, some will struggle.

To some, she's a white dove
Sent for them from above.
To those not lucky like us,
Love is just like a bad curse.

Love is the bedrock of life
Yet she hurts like a knife.
To few, she works like a lawn mower
And too few she's a lawn blower.

Love to some is like a quick shower
In no time it's all over.
The mystery of love
Is the tale of the black dove.

Love's seed was planted in Heaven
And blossomed in the garden of Eden
A long time ago on this earth,
It was the caveat for Romeo's death.

#IvanBrooksPoetry©
7/22/2018

Love is a long story.

#love #poetry #life

Ivan Brooks Sr Jul 2018

Poetic Rejection.

Every poet has something to say.
Be it to himself or to the world,
Be it during the night or day,
Be it via a poem or spoken word.
The world is just too busy,
Or its people are often too lazy.
Either to acknowledge or listen
or pretend to humbly care.
This leaves some of them broken.
The sheer rejection some can't bare,
So they keep quiet until they die
Robbing themselves of a great chance
To hear from the deep and smile.
A chance to sleep with a grimace
Courtesy of a very beautiful poetry
Written to the world by a humble poet
Somewhere in a faraway country,
Delivering introspection, hoping for the best.

#IvanBrooksPoetry©
12/7/2018

This is what we go through as poets..yet we write for everybody and talk about everything....mainly the truth and introspection.

#poetry #rejection #sad #introspection

Ivan Brooks Sr Jul 2018

No Limits

No hands
no problem.
no limits
no merits.

No money
No problem.
no inheritance,
No case.

No connection
no stress.
With benediction
I'll make progress.

No friends
No problem
With my hands
I'll call them.

No Wealth
No problem
With good health
I'm a complete man.

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2/7/2018

Only death will stop me

#life #poetry #determination #strength

Ivan Brooks Sr Jun 2018

Love

Why is Love considered blind
But it's actions are always kind?
Why does it sweep us off our feet,
Is it because it's powerful and deep?
Why do others think it's contentious
And some say it's even dangerous?
They say Love surpasses everything
Except for one very important thing.
That love is not greater than God,
For the good book says He's our Lord.
So in essence, God's agape love
Is greatest because it comes from above!

#IvanBrooksPoetry©
15/6/2018

Love is the greatest of human emotions.

#love #poetry #life #queston

Jun 2018

Beaux

If I Die in a School Shooting

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never go home again.
My room will sit unused,
A capsule frozen in time,
A snapshot of how I was.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my dog again.
She will sit at the front door
Waiting for me and wondering,
Why I never came home.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never graduate from high school.
My yearbooks will sit stacked
Stopped short of their goal,
Missing years that should have been.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my mom again.
She will sit distraught,
Planning a funeral
For a child taken from her.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my friends again.
They'll sit together, missing me.
One empty seat among them,
A constant reminder of their loss.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my little sister again.
She will sit through high school
Knowing I can't guide her through,
That she has to figure it out alone.

If I die in a school shooting
My school will be stained.
Pools of students lives will sit,
Blood tattoos on the brick structures,
Marks of death ground into it.

If I die in a school shooting
Everyone will wear black.
They'll send their thoughts and prayers
To a town marred by death,
Forever to be the home of a shooting.

If I die in a school shooting
Will the world change?
Or will I become one of hundreds
Of kids who have to die?
What will it take?

If things continue this way
Children will have to live in fear.
They'll look over their shoulders
Always worried and wondering,
If they'll die in a school shooting.

The state of Florida is now home to the two most deadly mass shootings in American history. Pulse Nightclub was attacked in my city, I have friends who attend Marjory Stoneman Douglas in Parkland. My little sister often fears going to school. I'm afraid to graduate and leave her. I want to be able to protect her if something happens. I hate that we have a reason to be afraid... That it's reasonable to have these fears. I hate it so f*cking much.

#schoolshooting #shooting #fear #sister #parkland #andy #angry #emotional #death #pain

Ivan Brooks Sr Jun 2018

Heaven

There better not be an issue with race in Heaven.
And there better not be a bully,
If I find one there, I'll become his unsafe haven.
The battle between he and I will be ugly.

There better not be a problem with gossips.
If there ever be, let it be about God's glory.
Or about how Angel Micheal fellowships,
In a manner that's pure and holy.

There better not be a hater up in Heaven.
If I find one, we'll surely fight.
I'll make sure the fight ends at eleven.
For the saints begins prayers at midnight.

If any of these things happen,
I'll rather burn in hell!
Hence God knows hell isn't good for his children,
He won't allow sin around there as you can tell.

#IvanBrooksPoetry©
14/6/2018

God doesn't like ugly there Heaven won't be occupied haters...neither be associated with any of my worries...this isn't even possible, blame my mind.

#heaven #poetry #life

Jun 2018

Seema

Do I or Do I Not

Conseal the pain of this broken heart
Let there be flashes of light
Unveil this darkness, O' sheering rain
Drums of thunder thumping tonight
Blots of ink dubbed on paper
Melting candle wax shapes a figure
Breeze of glory, sound of chimes
My trembling hand on the trigger
Drowning deep in this nights swamp
Swallowing pins and needles of taste
Tears break into silent cries
This life is just a waste
Do I or do I not
The fight is still going on
Live or die
Coz I am already torn
Helpless, but there's a guilt feeling
Why be a coward for someone elses mistake
Live and start all over again
Give no time to fake
Pulling the trigger gives no escape
My soul would be barred in this world of fake
Why should I take my life
Why not, correct my mistakes...

©sim

Fiction, not my story.

#thoughts #emotions #feelings #life #mistake #fake #guilt #broken