Fired Paradise - Hello Poetry

Jul 13

Shane Michael Stoops

There was a time not so long ago when my head hung down and my spirits were low
Forever in a funk and moving slow
I needed a pick-me-up to help me go
My spirits were crushed and I had no faith in trust
Down on myself and feeling pretty low
My back against the wall with nowhere to go
God came calling
He showed himself to me
In all of his glory, he made me see
How much better life can be……
If I believe in his story
Believe in his faith
Believe in the sacrifices that he made
I can live each day better than the rest
No longer broken beaten and depressed
I can live without worry
Without hate
In Jesus name, God is great!

Up until recently, when I was diagnosed with cancer, I had lost my faith and all belief in a higher power during that time of being faithless I was left, wondering what was out there for me when that day comes and at some point, I begin to realize it’s a pretty empty feeling I can’t tell you exactly what made me. Find my faith again but if you’re reading this poem, you can obviously see that it has entered my life once again in a big way, and I find comfort in knowing that there is someone watching over us, and when my time comes no matter how soon or far away that is, I will be at peace in the next life, even if you don’t believe in the good Lord above, just know that I am praying for you and I’ve got enough faith for us all.

#faith #prayer #god #lord #christianity

May 26

guy scutellaro

Nirvana

to lie on the warm sand at twilight
ripples of fleeting light
across a calm sea.

May 19

Cheyenne Chenoa

A Forgotten Creature

In a far gone place
Unbeknownst to me
A creature is still stirring
Behind the broken dying leaves

It’s perch is gone
The trees are long dead
Yet a soft glowing heartbeat
Still survives in the dread

May 9

Jellyfish

ripped

running myself ragged
i won't stop until i grasp it
pondering won't solve anything
pigeoning at least brings me peace
even when i'm tired i'll keep going
don't worry anymore, jellyfish

#improvement

Apr 29

Thomas P Owens Sr

the saddest part

the saddest part of dying
is what you forgot to do
the ideas born in lucid dreams
that vanished in the hue
the mountains never seen
the oceans never crossed
the poems written on scraps of paper
a lover's smile now lost
the tears you held inside
the chances never taken
the landscape of your life
an oasis now forsaken

#old #older #reflections #undone

Apr 28

Shane Michael Stoops

I Sit & I Pray The Cancer Away (slam poetry/spoken word)

Dear cancer, I am far from amused by your sorry excuse for invading me,
my body
YOU DO NOT HAVE MY PERMISSION
I don’t like the abuse
Being used
Just some poor excuse
Your pity thrown on me like some kind of cheap blanket or soiled towel
Then discarded and forgotten
I’m left feeling kind of rotten and alone like an orphan with out a home his parents disowned
This is how cancer feels
Like a horrible, no good very bad day that you don’t know how you’re ever gonna make it go away
So you sit and you pray, sit and you pray, sit and you pray
Hoping to God, he is hearing what you have to say
And he’ll take it all away
So I can live to see another day
Wish upon another star
If you haven’t figured it out yet cancer *****
I do not like it
I hate it
Hate it with a passion
It does not have my permission to stay inside of my body, eat away at My organs, or tear down my soul
I will not give in to cancer
Cancer will not control

Cancer is a hard strenuous and very expensive disease to live with, I have had to cut back on work since my diagnosis and I’m struggling a bit financially to stay afloat. Any help you could give me would be greatly appreciated.. go to gofundme.com and copy and paste this link below in your browser or search Gracie Stoops Missouri Valley Iowa ongofundme.com. Thank you and have a blessed day..

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#cancersucks

Apr 27

Agnes de Lods

Water

When I was cold,
my surface was so predictable.
An icy land allowed me
to be alone, distant, safe.

One day, the sun came,
and changed my frame.

The warm wind melted everything.
I became defenseless saltwater.

Untamed tears,
chanting my past lives
hidden in the drops
of who I was
and what I longed to mean.

With time, the calm waters
turned clear and soothing.

The particles of light shimmered silently
in the fractured space,
being so gentle, like a healing touch
lost in the dark past.

Now, when a strong wind blows again,
I'm so afraid of my untamed waters.
I don’t want to hurt,
I don’t want to be hurt.

Without shape, without frame,
I’m so strong and fragile
in perfect duality,
like a fierce ocean seen in fulfilled light.
I hear this endless symphony
calling me to the definitive solution.

#water

Apr 27

Blue Sapphire

GET WELL SOON

Dear Shane, you will get well.
You have a long battle ahead.
Fight it with all your might.
Don't give up.

Look straight into the eye of death.
Tell it to go back.

Ask death to come -

when you are 100 years old,
when all your hair turns silver,
and all your teeth fall off.

That is when you will meet death, smiling.

We are with you. Keep on fighting.

Apr 27

Silas McKenney

Hide Behind My Hair

Hiding my sorrow,
no one sees me there.
No one will notice—
I’ll hide my tears in my hair.

I watch and I wonder
if anyone cares.
No one will notice—
I’ll hide my face with my hair.

The world feels so empty,
and I’m lost in the air.
No one will notice—
but maybe… someone might care.

I noticed