#purpose poems on Hello Poetry

AW Gray May 2018

Tried to find it at the dregs of the poison,
          Only lead to momentary pain,
Searched for it flying high as a kite,
          But that only left me bored again,
Hunted down the thin, white line,
          The euphoria quickly faded away,
                              Only in love
                              Can i feel it,
                              Yet love never
                              Finds it's way

#love #meaning #purpose #hunt #sad #deep

Arcassin B May 2018

Need Air (No Guns In The Valley LP)

By Arcassin Burnham

I'm saving myself , I'm saving myself for a new day,
The time flies by so fast its like I don't even wanna stay,
you say things , it makes sense , in this life , you better hit em' with the price you pay,
the world and the people in it will run over you better use your words today,
sometimes love and hate comes in one or the other.
we fight for the free with your sisters and brothers.
From your mother, your daddy , your grandma , your lover.
this is what it takes just to fight for the future.

But I digress,
And for all the people with so much stress,
I should know this first hand cause I'm 20,
Put in check,
But please be the one with the good mind set,
your too smart to be obsessing over money,
or the fly cars and the jewelry,
or the honeys,
its not given to you like a gift from God that thinks that every
brother deserves those things,
should be worried about the right things,
should be worried about the wedding rings,
shouldn't about the hateful and mean things your peers would bring.
But me , I always stay the same,
If you could recreate your world then there is no more pain.

I think we just need air.
i think we just need air.

If I call will you ever get the phone?
will the wars start to tear apart our home?
will I be the one to die all alone?
Or maybe I just like being on my own, i just need..

If I call will you ever get the phone?
will the wars start to tear apart our home?
will I be the one to die all alone?

Or maybe I just like being on my own, i just need..

©abpoetry2018

http://abpvalley.blogspot.com/2018/05/no-guns-in-valley-lp.html

#words #air #breathe #fast #valley #future #purpose #digress #god #cause

Bleurose May 2018

Knight of Equality

While I may act as many, I am merely one just trying to fight for those who I see as defenceless.

I am not a shining example and
Many mock me and portray me as foolish, but I am not your scapegoat for hatred or ignorance - though if I must be, I will.

I know I'm worth more.

Filled with rage, hatred and passion, I march with my banner; proud, scarred, strong.

I speak with the voices that chose to add theirs to mine so that others might hear. I amplify the quietest souls - and I learn from them.

I shine with their power, I've given myself over.

My purpose now, is them.

I wrote this when I was Welfare,Equality and Diversity officer at my college. I fought for what I could fiercely.

This fire isn't as constant any more, but it very easily flares up. This isn't my purpose anymore but, I will always do what I can for this community.

#lgbtq #lgbt #knight #purpose

eleanor prince Apr 2018

what is a poet

what is a poet
but a stymied wind
stamping the same soil
seen through polished lens

firing the bugle sound
to reach across some
distant mountain pass
not echo the same

ignite fire
stand strong
find north
refresh

for old paths yield
grey packages
more stale
subterfuge

but honed
solidity is found
in structures
built sound

a new song of old notes
rearranged to yield
perspective
deep

at times we all need to see what is to be kept and what will be discarded, to reinvent ourselves, our lives, whilst retaining solid ground

#life #purpose #adjusctment #pragmatism #hope #sense

Jo Barber Apr 2018

Finding Purpose

Like a dried out pen,
you lay before me.
    Perhaps you served a purpose once,
    back in the days
    where leaves still blew
    through these Cadillac-filled streets.
Vanished and forgotten,
like a goldfish
in a bowl without food.
      You'll starve eventually
      from the poverty of your mood.
Like a torn photograph,
the image of you is scratched, incomplete,
a deflated soccer ball
lying somewhere in the street.

      A dried out pen
        can write no more,
           but it does not negate
             the works it wrote
                      once before.

Feedback? Comments? I had trouble finding a good ending.

#purpose #pen #life #work #imagery #cadillac #discovery

Umi Apr 2018

Nihilistic

Words, conveyed by song,
A white witchery of chering emotions, sadness, may anger or grief, flowing alike a river through ones body once it's been sensed, heard,
Overcoming even time and space, giving the gentle look on your face some sweetness which I cannot describe, drawn in the landscape of my heart, a bittersweet melody unfolds, a flower blooming by night,
"Bury the earths ground in your petals, oh widely blossoming flower"
I thought whilst a breeze rushed through the leafs of nearby trees, making a pleasant noise, yet I cannot be in ease, after all I'm inhuman,
As time ticks on, the orchestra of mother nature develops in a stream of lingering sadness, with a magical touch one that embraces me instantly, locking me into a trance, of pleasure yet also great pain,
Was it my means or my purpose, was it my belief in good and evil ?
With no further hesitation, I swallowed all those meaningless questions and move my gaze up to the clouds in the heavens above,
Human or not, I remain without use for this world, what I realised is,
That I am, Nihilistic

~ Umi

#nihilistic #flower #orchestra #love #broken #inhuman #music #nature #heart #purpose

Ash Apr 2018

Shackled Passion

I feel what I want people to see
But the gift to create is no longer in me
Purpose pounds at my jailed heart
But yet to escape is passion filled art

#writersblock #passion #art #purpose #feelings #express #emotion

Lily Apr 2018

Everything and Nothing

I have experienced a lot of things in this world,
Maybe even more than I want to.
I’ve felt the sorrow of losing a friend,
The inevitable grief when you realize
You’ll never hear them talk again.
I’ve felt the sun on my back,
The wind in my face,
And the soft, tender pressure of your hand in mine.
I’ve felt the clock tick slowly,
Night after night,
The pressure of sleep that hasn’t come
Attacking my head like a battering ram.
I’ve felt a lover’s kiss,
The warm hug of a friend,
And a mother’s comfort through tears.
But why?
Why have I experienced all this,
Why was this made known to me?
For what purpose am I here,
Experiencing these things?
I guess I’ll know when the experience is over.

#everything #nothing #sorrow #grief #insomnia #sleep #sun #purpose #experience