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914 · Sep 2019
Junior McIntyre Sep 2019
I’m the opposite of perfect
I am not the most refined
Eloquence is not my nature
Speech is not the place I shine
I am flawed in many places
What some say of me is true
But this one thing I have learned
Blemishes aren’t worn by few
So we all have our shortcomings
And we all may fail at times
But the thing that makes us special
Is how we view other’s crimes
For when we may make a mistake
And one chooses to forgive
Do we follow that example
And say this is how we live
Or do we condemn and complain
With hate and pride every hour
Without taking a single glance
At the person in the mirror
When you pull each other down
It proves this one thing is true
I may have a lot of blemishes
But the ugly one is you
753 · Aug 2019
Raw beauty
Junior McIntyre Aug 2019
She had more flavor than the best chef
And had more dreams than a narcoleptic
Her curves had the planets going yes
Her raw beauty had their very  own statistics
Her lips emitted nectar so drink of it I must
Some people thirst for water but I thirsted for her touch
And just like  deserts inhale every last drop of the rain
I knew after I met her I would never be the same
348 · Apr 2019
Junior McIntyre Apr 2019
In a jar of emotions, why am I always chosen by pain?
Why does sunshine stay hidden?
And I always get rain
Until I realize a truth
That has set me free
I may have an emotion
But that emotion isn’t me
I don’t have to be controlled
By the way, I feel
I’m so much more than just emotion
I’m a person that’s real
322 · Jul 2019
If Only
Junior McIntyre Jul 2019
A two-word sentence
That makes one yearn
For what may never be
A stagnant truth
That makes one cry
The sentence if only
If only are such big words
Colossal and infinite
Saying a whole heart it fills
Is completely accurate
If only comes from a broken place
As many wonder why
But these two words are defeated
By tomorrow, I shall try.
282 · Jul 2019
About her
Junior McIntyre Jul 2019
She had a wit about her
Sharp as a samurai’s blade
And a smile about her
Warm as a morning brew
She had a laugh about her
Infectious as the common cold
And a sweet shyness that
She wore deliberately bold
She had a heart as deep
As the earth’s core
And an essence
As inviting as the summer breeze
She had lips that only few could resist
She had it all
Wrapped up in a humble frame
281 · Jun 2019
The Birthday
Junior McIntyre Jun 2019
Sometimes my body feels so foreign
I look in the mirror unable to recognize
This stranger before me
And I realize I’ve never cried
At my slow meticulous demise
They call it my birthday
I call it one step closer to the grave
244 · Jun 2019
Deep Within
Junior McIntyre Jun 2019
The broken and the batted
The shattered and the weary
The things that bring you down
The things which seem so scary
In life some measure others
By just the naked eye
Not realizing that deep within
There dwells a butterfly
226 · Jul 2019
Junior McIntyre Jul 2019
"Next time remember when you feel like you're falling," said the mother to her baby eaglet "you're not falling! you're learning to fly"
207 · Jul 2019
My point
Junior McIntyre Jul 2019
Get my point don't let anybody or anything make you give up on your perfect tomorrow in an imperfect world.
Keep dreaming!
199 · 6d
The pit
They said I'd never make it, said I'd never change
Said I was a loser said I was deranged
Didn’t know my struggles so they judged my pain
Wasn’t there for the pit so they never see me reign
183 · 2d
Good poetry
When God wanted to write poetry he made man, when he wanted to write good poetry he made woman, and a man and woman in love, that’s just poetry in motion.
173 · Mar 2019
The cycle of abuse
Junior McIntyre Mar 2019
They taught her to aim low
She was too much of a mess
No good man could love someone so flawed
So she loved a man that would hurt her
And now they ask her why?
171 · Apr 2019
Perfectly Human
Junior McIntyre Apr 2019
As I reminisce I wonder why I think in fragments  
Some days my feelings calls my heart a lunatic
My heart speaks back exempt from regret
And like a skilled director brings up a forgotten scene  
And then I wonder is logic even necessary for any of my decisions
Because to be human is to err and practice makes perfect
So I guess in that case I am perfectly human
165 · Mar 2019
Junior McIntyre Mar 2019
I’ll like to grow wings like a bird
And rest upon the clouds
Make the sky my other home
And soar above the crowds
Engrossed in all life’s beauty
As I look from up on high
No more captured by gravity
But boundless in the sky
166 · Aug 2019
Second sight
Junior McIntyre Aug 2019
Love is the blindfold to flawless vision, that makes the unsighted see perfectly.
159 · Sep 2019
Love & Aliens
Junior McIntyre Sep 2019
I’m in love with an alien
She doesn’t know her worth
But I guess that’s normal
When your girl’s not from earth
She is kind of crazy
With the things that she’ll say
Cause the language she speaks
Is from the milky way
I’m in love  with an alien
And I often get hurt
She’s a little too green
And I feel like Captain Kirk
I’m in love with an alien
But I guess in the end
That I’m just normal
Cause chicks are alien to men
149 · Apr 2019
More than just surviving.
Junior McIntyre Apr 2019
For one moment I want to be weightless
For one moment I want to be free
For one moment I want to be airborne
For one moment I want to be me
For one minute I want to be waitless
For one minute to hold life’s prize
For one minute to have what I’m seeking
For one minute to be truly alive
146 · Jul 2019
Coffee is art
Junior McIntyre Jul 2019
There is a skill in the way she sips her coffee
Soaking in the essence of each bean destroyed for her pleasure
Internalizing the caffeine like a lovers embrace
Running her fingers through her hair in the morning light
Coffee is art and consuming it is seduction
136 · Aug 2019
The Lesson
Junior McIntyre Aug 2019
He promised her heaven
As if it was his to give
He gave her hell in a circle
And they told her to forgive
He was rich in assets
But poverty engulfed his soul
The absence of true love
Can’t be filled with silver or gold
Money was never a problem
But her anguish was plenty
Happiness as it seemed
Eluded her completely
Love is free
But trust is earned
Hurt is expensive
From a lesson now learned
Somethings we only learn from experience
136 · Jul 2019
Junior McIntyre Jul 2019
I hear the screaming in my soul
The darkness drawing near
Calling me back to where I was
A life of hurt and fear
The gapping hunting of my will
How long can I hold on
I know that for my daughter sake
I must remain the strong
Maybe for now just one more hit
Nobody knows my pain
I’ll give in just for one more try
And then I’ll stop again
But some evil gets in me
And ravishes my soul
Now I can never let go
I’m lost in this drugs hold
I know I’m in a well of pain
Wishing I was stronger
Guess I’ll have to just hide the truth
Just a little longer
131 · May 2019
A thing of worth
Junior McIntyre May 2019
Writing has stained me!
The words have sunk deep, deep within my blood
And I yearn to bleed upon a pure unadulterated page
Bleed until my soul leaves my body and I am no more
Fade into the darkness till all that remains are my words
Then maybe my life will be a thing of worth.
130 · May 2019
Junior McIntyre May 2019
You were blinded by your own flaws
When you tried to see your own beauty
Unimpressed by your works of greatness
As you consider them acts of duty
Everyone could see your halo
A shining true unsung hero
But all this to you was dark
Value of your priceless heart
So on that fateful  day
You took your own life away
And you’ll never know the bliss
Of how you are truly missed
You were blinded from your youth
From this simple powerful truth
Could not see my now lost friend
That this should not be the end
I've seen a lot of depressing poems on this page and I hope they never end in suicide because everyone should know how priceless they are
125 · Nov 2019
Junior McIntyre Nov 2019
Why do poets offer their love
The sun the moon and the stars
When even in their wildest dreams
These things they will never have
Is it because love is a dream
That we sell to each other
Knowing deep down within our hearts
That every dream will wither
124 · Sep 2019
Junior McIntyre Sep 2019
Sometimes I feel like walking aimlessly
Into the sun into the wind
Away from all, I have become
And all I hold my kin
Stare at the sun till I go blind
Run in the wind till I get flight
Will, I ever fit in a world so cold
Doomed to dream like them only at night
122 · Jul 2019
Freedom cry
Junior McIntyre Jul 2019
As birds in cages, they wonder why
My people don’t sing but freedom cry
They store us low but we dream of high
From jail to skies our freedom cry
From chains to thrones Crowd or alone
The earth can’t hold when skies our home
From depths to hills to mountain tops
We chant cries to winds which lift us up
Blue skies escaped from gravity
Archaic prisons shall not hold we
Freedom our new reality
Our freedom cry is destiny
111 · May 2019
Junior McIntyre May 2019
What makes a mom a thing of worth?
It’s certainly not just giving birth
A special flare now wrapped in love
A golden touch that’s from above
The glance that stops you in your tracks
Her sayings that’s a matter of fact
Her grace which easily forgives
A charm that shows her heart is big
What makes a mom a thing of worth?
The way she comforts when you’re hurt
She’ll fight and die to save her child
And sees right through a foe with guile
The sweetest whisper the gentlest kiss
The way she speaks when things are amiss
Her beauty which is like a rose
The way she bakes and cooks and sews
What makes a mom a thing of worth?
The way she stops to feel your hurt
And this will always remain true
The way she sees the best in you
This makes a mom a thing of worth
The love of God she does assert
And this will remain for all time
For moms like yours and moms like mine.
Just wishing all the moms out there Happy Mothers Day
103 · Nov 2019
Junior McIntyre Nov 2019
Some fall asleep
Some fall apart
Some fall in love
I trip and fall down
96 · Apr 2019
Junior McIntyre Apr 2019
A lifetime with the right person may seem like mere hours
But hours with the wrong person may seem like a lifetime
How time passes
90 · Dec 2019
Junior McIntyre Dec 2019
Painted tear stain face mascara ruin as She weeps a hurricane,
running from the obvious yet standing still,
unable to grasp at hope’s life jacket,
will She drown in her tears or will her tears extinguish the flames of her heart,
it use to burn so brightly, passion now Her enemy destroyed by *******,
destroyed by the facts of life, Her yearning went unnoticed her smile faded into the background,
Her love rejected Her heart goes dark and her soul cries tears anew.
89 · Jun 2019
Junior McIntyre Jun 2019
She bleeds because she loves
She loves because she bleeds
In a crowd, she cannot find the one
To fulfill all her needs
The resilience’s of the human soul
Has now faded to black
And all they see when they look at her
Are sad eyes pain and lack
Her heart is torn and battered
Her eyes jaded and red
She hunted by words spoken
When she was five and bled
The blood flow never stopped
She never found the cure
Since then she has been searching
Somewhere for something more
She bleeds because she loves
She loves because she bleeds
When will her prince ride in someday
And fulfill all her needs
But will she let him in
Before it is too late
Or will she be consumed
By turmoil rage and hate
88 · Sep 2019
Junior McIntyre Sep 2019
I like the fact that she wears a yellow dress
And has a yellow umbrella to battle every inch of rain
Because even in the rain her personality is like sunlight
Diving headfirst into every cracked up seam and dark place in my life
And beautifully illuminating everything good in me
88 · Jul 2019
After the storm
Junior McIntyre Jul 2019
Now ravaged by the storms of life, life lies in decay
Immersed in its derelict plight unable to see day
The new morning has come again, revealing only waste
Where a once beautiful life existed now there is only pain.
But now perhaps there is a chance, for darkness has now past
To rebuild on the cornerstone a life that’s sure to last
For although all you thought you had was destroyed and is gone
Constructing a life founded on Christ not founded on the norm
Is sure to stand the test of time and last after the storm.
87 · Apr 2019
Junior McIntyre Apr 2019
And as we have been slaves to life, we will one day be slaves to death.
86 · Mar 2019
Junior McIntyre Mar 2019
If you must be a cat be the kitten who learned to roar
If you must be a bird be the chicken who learned to soar
If you must be a frog be the one who learned to kiss
If you must be a human be the one who learned kindness
86 · Jul 2019
The long night
Junior McIntyre Jul 2019
Passion has been an elusive being
At least when it comes to me
In exile from my slightest touch
Yearning to be set free
A passionate pursuit of inspiration
An energetic dive without much caution
Yet passion grows more weak and frail
Enclosed within my mind’s own jail
The rage of youth the calm of age
The touch of brute the whisper of sage
Ashes now dwell where fire once raged
Pens without ink on a fresh white page
I wonder will passion return
Where there is calm with fire burn
Can a broken heart somehow ignite
And like lighting to skies bring light
Life without fervor cannot be right
The death of passion is the long night
84 · Mar 2019
Junior McIntyre Mar 2019
We thought we all had it figured out as kids
When I grow up I’m going to do what I want
Then why do we grow up to be so hurt
Whole children grew into broken adults
84 · Dec 2019
Junior McIntyre Dec 2019
Today I smiled today I laughed
Today I let my fears go
Today I loved today I cared
Today I held the ebb and woe
Today I lived with all of me
Today my inhabitation were set free
Today I dared to be myself
Today my hurts went on the shelf
Not yesterday or tomorrow
They will not make me sway
For all that I can ever do
Is conceal in today
So when today is dark and gloom
This shall not make me fall
As long as it is called today
I will give it my all.
All we really have is concealed in one word TODAY
82 · Feb 2019
Junior McIntyre Feb 2019
Softly my screams are muzzled
So my lips lay mute wearing a proverbial smile
The noise of pain has no outlet
So it seeps into my blood like bitter water
An earthquake on the inside cannot be felt in my touch
Or seen by the naked eye instead fantasies are told
About how I stand strong and shed not a tear
In the midst of calamity
So strong in the eyes of others
That softly I die
80 · Apr 2019
Show her you love her
Junior McIntyre Apr 2019
Write her poems make her blush
Melt her heart with every touch
Give her roses aim to please
Kiss her softly, before you leave
Show her that your love is true
Cherish her each day anew
Wine and dine her, hold her close
Prove to her you love her most
Hold her hand wipe her tears
Calm her storms and chase her fears
Listen to each word she speaks
Take her, to bliss mountain peaks
Rub her feet when days are long
Dance and sing romantic songs
And make sure when days are through
You always whisper  I love you.
80 · Apr 2019
A poem for Holy Week
Junior McIntyre Apr 2019
Celestial wayfarer the perfect sin-bearer, in all the earth was not one found,
The blood of sheep’s and goats covered but could not dull sins awful sound,
It cried for vengeance it cried for carnage it cried for pure and utter death,
Men’s hearts bear witness their conscience spoke it,
Their perfect sacrifice God would reject.
Celestial wayfarer the perfect sin-bearer, on Calvary your blood you shed,
Washed in your blood there is removal from all sins shame pain and dread,
Now in the spirit reborn in glory, we stand before your holy throne,
Revived in relationship alive no more dead and sick,
We cry Abba father to you alone.
Celestial wayfarer the perfect sin-bearer, you died but then you rose again,
Defeated death and rose victorious, with love and peace unto the end,
No grave could hold your sinless soul, and chain you in death’s prison
The angel rolled the stone away and declared Christ is risen.
Celestial wayfarer the perfect sin-bearer, what you have done no man could do
Celestial wayfarer the perfect sin-bearer, I dedicate my life to you.
79 · Aug 2019
Woman Logic
Junior McIntyre Aug 2019
Women are such complicated creatures and yet simple at the same time
All she wants is to eat as much food as she wants and stay thin
Is that so hard to understand?
If you ask her where she wants to go get the food
She doesn’t know
She forgets that she is beautiful after spending two hours on hair and makeup
And one thousand on a new outfit that took her three hours to pick out
Leaving the mirror gives her amnesia
So it is your duty to remind her of her beauty often
She spends two hours telling you her problems
Not because she needs you to solve them, but because she wants you to hear it
So listen and smile
The time to frown is when she stops talking
Is that so hard to understand?
She loves wine and chocolate; red roses are best
But taking the time to remember what she loves is far more precious than the things themselves
She is where beauty comes alive the cradle of civilization she is sassy like a dream build for the perfect attraction
Soft like a flower yet tough as steel she is made to be loved my friend not understood
Because she is a mystery is that so hard to understand?
78 · Dec 2019
My panda
Junior McIntyre Dec 2019
Like glass in the ocean
You smooth away my jagged edges
And make the pieces of me more palatable
74 · Jul 2019
Junior McIntyre Jul 2019
The world is like a circus and everyone a clown, but instead of smiles on their face, each person wears a frown.
67 · Aug 2019
The Truth
Junior McIntyre Aug 2019
Atlas I look back on my love
My heart is seized with pain
I wish love brought me good things
Heartache is all I’ve gained

I yearn for a tomorrow
Like once upon a time
But sight of love eludes me
Love gained was never mine

Was searching my fatal mistake
They say that love works best
When pursuit of the finer things
Does not include caress

Maybe you could not see in me
Someone worthy of your heart
And like the tide kisses the sand
Your touch chose to depart

Atlas I look back on my love
You made my heart so desolate
I fear love may no longer grow
Perhaps us was just not of fate

The truth is we may never be
And I’m ok with that somehow
Because you chose to set me free
To find the one I need right now
66 · Jan 8
forever young
The heart is eternal it never grows old
Its essence is pure it’s beauty is bold
The body may fade like ancient songs sung
But heart is alive and forever young
63 · Dec 2019
The true Christmas story
Junior McIntyre Dec 2019
On the very first Christmas night
In a manger in Bethlehem
God did as he had never done before
Because in the ****** birth of Emanuel
The heavens touched upon this earthly shore
Some saw his coming in the stars
To break sins ancient curse
Some were told of him in their dreams
Man’s fall he would reverse
Some heard of him from angels high
As they watch flocks by night
That this babe would redeem mankind
Who cried in the moonlight
This Christmas God still speaks to us
As he did in times past
About that very first Christmas gift
So noble and so vast
We give gifts at this time of year
But God gave us his best
So we may be called children of God
The favor and the blessed
So let us give thanks unto God
And always be cheerful
Because of God’s first Christmas gift
God Christmas miracle
He came to die for you and me
To set the whole world free
In him, there is peace love and long life
That’s the true Christmas story.
57 · Nov 2019
In her own silent words
Junior McIntyre Nov 2019
People have the strangest quirks
Saying things without words
Sometimes body language
Speaks more volumes than a politician
Like the girl standing next to me in line
Mentally arguing with the person in front of her
Forcing herself not to erupt
And slay her foe the snail woman
Because she has things to do
And the whole world should give a ****
After a while, you learn to read
Books magazines tablets people
Conversing chatting talking
In their own silent words
And you realize even the most shy
Have so much to say
56 · Mar 2019
The Female
Junior McIntyre Mar 2019
She was chaos in a bottle
Atomic energy in a can
So much passion it was destructive
That is unless you were her man
Dauntless like the best snake charmer
The precision of a surgeon’s best
Ending of a fairytale last chapter
Wrapped in racing lies and vicious treats
She was pleasure in a veil
Amazing camouflaged by the ordinary
The stuff of which men construct tales  
A quest that was so ******* worthy
She destroyed lives or made men heroes
Her power was second to none
And her disguise made her look simple
Her given name liquor or ***
55 · Sep 2019
Promiscuous Liberty
Junior McIntyre Sep 2019
Evil  men vile men haters and such
Never seem to embrace justice flawed touch
Lady justice is blind but isn’t it funny
That she has a profound love for her clients with money
Lady Liberty  sad truth
54 · Apr 2019
Mid week blues
Junior McIntyre Apr 2019
Wednesday has arrived
And I wish it was weekend
On Wednesday paid is done
And I have not one friend
At Wednesday steak is gone
And all I have is crackers
At Wednesday I am in no man land
So close to Monday I cry
And so close to Friday I dream
And I wonder why God created Wednesday
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