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Oct 2015 · 144
PAUSE BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Oct 2015
Let us pause,and remember, the people who came into our lives,but
Didn't stay,who left us, with joy or sadness,and went on their solitary
Way, destiny is calling, all of mankind's children to make a difference
Change the world, or sit on down, the clock of time is slowly ticking,
Make your decision now, make up your mind and decide
Oct 2015 · 173
Aim High BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Oct 2015
Looking deep,into your eyes,courage is leaping up,inside
And my one desire, is to be, your one and only guy
This is my time, now to aim ever so high,the rain of yesterday
Has gone away, waiting here patiently, to hold you close
A never let you ,get away ,  forget about all those,other guys
Who tried ,to give you a play, have mercy on this man, please don't
Leave me alone,with just a sad sigh, respect my courage, if nothing else
That has taught this man, to aim high
Victor Tripp Oct 2015
Long ago ,someone once wrote,'' There is no sacrifice  to great, for a
Chance at immortality'' I wish that  this great thought was mine
But, its not,and therefore,I'm sharing it with you
And whether your favorite poet,might be one of mine,Paul Lawrence
Dunbar,Phyliss Wheatley,Langston Hughes,Maya Angelou, in a lonely
Place,in communaties, all over the world,their is a poet,from dawn
To dusk,capturing on a blank piece of paper,as a willing servant and
Scribe,a poem, which is in, and of itself,a creative flight of the mind
Spirit,soul,for poetry has a story to tell,just like all of us,and demands
To be heard,which is the reason,that it came to you in the first place
Victor Tripp Oct 2015
Long ago,some one once wrote," There is no sacrefice to great for a
Chance at immortality'',I wish that  this great thought was mine,but
It isn't,and whether your favorite poet might be Phillis Wheatly,Paul
Lawrence Dunbar,Maya Angelou,Langston Hughes,like they are mine
In a lonely place, in communities all over the world,their is a poet
Capturing on a blank piece of paper,  as a willing servant  and scribe
A poem, which is in,and of itself,an uplifting of the spirit,mind,soul
Which is the very reason,the poem came to you,in the first place
Poetry demands to be heard,and its story told at all times, in all places
So poet,keep on being inspired, and inspire others with your muse
While in your lonely place, and always know within, that there is
No sacrefice  to great for a chance at immortality
Victor Tripp Sep 2015
Now,John Henry , was born  in a cabin, deep back in the woods
And he could drive steel railroad spikes, like no other man could
John Henry stood 6' 6', and could drive steel , with either hand
Legend spread his name,throughout the land
He walked up mountains, for exercise,and remained a steel driving man
Until he died.If you see John Henry coming,you best get on back,
Because even a fool,would know,that John Henry is going to pass
On through,laying down some train tracks
Victor Tripp Sep 2015
We raise our dreams in the light
Not in the past of things, left undone
Or things lost or left behind, dead thoughts and wishes
Are better off,buried in green fields of memory
So now,as age slowly steals my youth,I seek out thoughts
Perhaps,long forgotten,and look for cities,that will embrace my spirit
Paths that will welcome,my presence,pointing the way
To crossroad moments,composed of neither, shadow or light
Time itself,wastes nothing, for only man can do this, in the economy
Of the dawn
Sep 2015 · 422
Passage BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Sep 2015
I can still smell blood on the deck, of the slave ship
As the ship moves under my feet, watch as the deckhands wash the deck
With vinegar,which makes everyone gasp for air
I am but one of  two , slave children aboard.
Before we set sail,men are separated  from children and women
They make us take our clothes off, and while standing there naked
Our mouths are opened , as we jump up and down, arms pinched,
Before the hot iron of branding , cooks our flesh
But this happens ,only to the chosen ones
Initials of our master,burned on our hips
The first thing  I lost was freedom. the second, was equality.
Each day,of  our existence, we are taught, to fear them
Caucasians of the colonies,born into humanity,and raised to be
Inheritors of society,not beasts of  it, like us
I've learned,that one man's delusion,is another man's strong faith
Male slaves are shackled, and take off between decks
their loud cries,can be heard by us clearly,fro the hold below
The women,are placed in another part,of the ship
Some had only sixteen inches of space to lie on
Which is the reason, the rolling waves of the sea I want to welcome
Me in sweet wet embrace
Sep 2015 · 170
The Tranfer By VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Sep 2015
Time,ran away from me,leaving behind an old lion,of present days
With  a muted roar,and a bladder that must be emptied
More times than i care to count.Yet i rejoice knowing,inside my *****
Are gifts yet to be shared of kings and queens
From my issue,who will be known in the world
Please know,that these words ,will not find me
Slipping into cliche'
Victor Tripp Sep 2015
When Mr Lincoln made it clear  to America,that we were no longer owned,but free, we gathered our few pieces of clothing, and had no idea
where  to go , or what to do with ourselves. It seems we walked for an
Eternity,sleeping in barns or near riverbeds, on dry ground,twigs or moss
some of us  could read,and others could not write their name with a
dry stick.We slept back to back,for warmth.Long gone were family
-*/members.Having been sold to other plantation owners.When the evil rule  of
slavery was still coiled,around our lives ,like a snake.Now that its gone,what am i to do,
with this new gift of freedom?
Victor Tripp Feb 2015
Who's my brother, is it the homeless man I see wandering down the street
Or the and his family living right next door to me. Or the weary high
Strung soldier a stone cold ***** with no parade to welcome him home.
From another billion dollar war. Who hears inside his head the dying
Screams of his fallen brothers and just take any more
There are so many people in this fast paced world who just want to be
Left alone. And for this might live with much regret and not even realize
That the next man or woman who comes into your life
Might be a brother yet
Feb 2015 · 191
AMERICA BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Feb 2015
America just look at what you've done, getting us into war after war,
That are never really won.I'm weeping these tears now, because one of
Your wars across the sea, took away my only son, his letters of coming
Home soon, are all I have, and smiling face in a picture on the mantle
Piece, make me feel inside so sad, the president is getting ready to tour
The country, and say that we should put more troops in another land
Fully  armed on the ground, when will the bell of peace, ring around the
World with an unbroken sound
Victor Tripp Feb 2015
Your love brings out the best in me, it took away my permission to be
Fake. Became my granted american dream come true. My life had me
Calling out from the lonely dark. So here we are sharing the same sweet
Dream. And might I say, your love like always, brings out the best in me
Victor Tripp Feb 2015
Tears are falling in the street, from so many young and old dying
People  going to bed hungry in this rich nation, because they don't
Have enough to eat, kids in the ghetto here or across the seas need
Shoes on their feet, I wonder if young girls on the street, will make
It home safely in short and tight dress,plunging neckline  showing
Your uncovered *******, kids are sitting high in school, not even
Learning, but for some money they didn't even earn, for that they seem
To be yearning, if they keep on going the wrong way, their lives will be
A tangled mess, broken down morals from babies out of wedlock,
Previous time just thrown away, when you lay your head down tonight
Will you wake up to the sunrise of another day
Victor Tripp Feb 2015
You always hurt the ones you love, until there is nothing more to hurt
And the heart grows sullen ,and closes its doors of welcome. And love
No longer lives there any more. That place is closed and hidden. Both
Day and night,where love has gone.Now the hurt stands silent guard
Bleeding over the grave of mistrust
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
Tears are falling on the streets, all because young and old are dying,
Being robbed shot stabbed, lost respect among ourselves, for peace we're
Not even trying.Young women and men late at night on the deadly streets
All alone, with your exposed ******* and short skirts, I wonder will you Make it safely home.Death is calling your name,will it be your time to
Answer. So much of our time is spent worshiping the wrong person who's
Not ours , our houses and cars as worship things, and if we go back to
Loving and respecting each person, the brightness of love to each life
We'd bring, because if we'd do this a new song  of joy I would sing
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
In the lonely hour, when everyone is fast asleep, silence is  all around
Like a sweet maiden , all mine to keep.One thing I realize that my distant
Lover can't hear me now, but even far away or near remains bone of my
Bone and flesh of my flesh , and I  would hope that this prayer reaches
Across the miles touching your very spirit, just like I long to do were you
Here in this lonely hour, and I would hold you close to me like man holds
A very precious jewel,my love
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
With every sigh every glance
Every touch . I fall deeper in love with you
All over again
Jan 2015 · 217
BE THANKFUL BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
If you see me sinking low, reach out a helping hand. Most times I can
Stand strong and independent on my own, but every now and then
We all can use a hand to stand. When I get up each morning, after the
Night is gone and done, I thank GOD for letting me see the rising of that
Same old sun, so try not to complain, stop thinking you're all that, you
Could be dead and cold in an unmarked grave, that could be a fact
Time to be thankful for every minute and second of every of each day
Be thankful that GOD loves you enough to grant another day
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
Sitting in the park, signs of summer all around us. Cuddling so close
So glad that love has found us. My world would be one without you
In my life.Promises made to friends and family before you came , can
Now be kept. We have yet to know some of our best times as a couple
And I want to thank you my dear, for loving me. Our love is deeper than
The ocean,taller than a redwood tree. Words can't express all that your Love does and means to me
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
In the courtroom of love I stand before the bar with you ready to make
The final decision concerning my fate by banging down your gavel
Will your judgement be yea or nay in the matter before the court
Will I be cast away in utter darkness forever or be released and ordered
To be tied with silken threads and placed forever by your lovely side
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
Fools rush in where wise men never go. So since I'm no fool, linger in the
Shadows of caution and starve, while the dinner table of love passes on
By.Far beyond the lights of my hidden desire. Fools rush in, so here I am
Like a lamb, thinking of giving myself away. And I can't help but wonder
If in the future, I'll be a lamb chop slain by her sweetness
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
Were you there when I was taken by night and tried in the court of
Public opinion and held my peace by not responding. Were you there
When the spikes of evil bore through my hands of peace on the cross
Of lies and open backstabbing. Did you watch them place a crown of
Injustice on my brow made of sharp ****** ? Did you hear me when I
Cried out to my heavenly FATHER on the wooden tree as the blood
Of my soul ran down slowly as I declared it was finished my course was
completed.But I will rise in three days from the grave and live again
For you cannot keep nor hold me down. My place in HEAVEN is above
And your place in HELL  I will tread upon
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
ITS  not easy being a baby these days. I get pushed around in a carriage
Or stroller to places I might not even want to go, and some people think
That's great, but maybe I want to stay home. I have to cry for my food
Or when I need clean clothes.All day long people are making funny faces
At me trying to make me laugh.But I'm just a serious guy.Also they talk
Funny and I haven't learned to speak yet,so adults don't know what I'm
Thinking so I just stare at them while they perform and try to amuse me
So as you can see, its not easy being a baby today, it's hard work
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
I've endured pracically everything that one could imagintion, now I'm
Enduring your dishonor betrayal disdain for our love, when did our
Happiness turn the corner going to goodbye street? Is this what people
Mean by being kicked to the curb? And when will this rain of loss subside
It seems you boarded the train to new happiness and only bought one
Ticket for yourself
Jan 2015 · 528
LOVE BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
Love is the key that unlocks the door to let joy into your life
Love is the rock of faith upon which it stands towering high above
Mistrust and fear. Seeds of unselfishness allow love to flow and nourish  Each soul that it touches
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
When trouble has me swimming in its swift waters it seems like forever
Why is it that I don't see a boat or helping hand coming from my friends
Who stand on the shore? People pretend to be happy for your success
But inside, are all for themselves,wanting really you to ignore, this I've
Come to know is the real truth of the matter, as I slowly sink into muddy
Waters  wildly waving to all my friends on shore
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
Darkness steps aside as light of dawn appears, silence rests upon the land
People sleep before awakening to day's stark reality rising like edifices
Higher and higher, changing both days and times before them
New year of discovery blessing trial testing, unstoppable in gaining
Territory , ever believing that they're more for us than they.re against us
Posture of belief sustaining in times of doubt and fears,causing an impact
To be known around the world
Jan 2015 · 139
THE TRUTH BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
You can't keep the truth from me , maybe you might want to shut out
Its voice, but it will find a way to be free, and it speaks despite the lies
Spilling from your mouth, get to know it , for it will really set its
Owner loose .Truth's cry can be heard through out the earth,to
All those with listening ears and willing spirits
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
It could have been me, lying in a narrow alley with a drug needle
Sticking in a vein,or white powder up my nose. It could have been me,
Wandering the dark streets talking to myself jn madness, always
Thinking there was no way out, but your love stayed in my corner
Knocking out all fears and doubts, love was in my corner tending to keep me strong, flashing light of inspiration saying don't stop now or do any
Harm or wrong, my soul says yes I can make it, with each trial and testing
I can take it because love is in my corner
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
Love can be intoxicating as a rose, but than again, a rose has thorns
Everybody knows,they can sooth inspite of the pain break you and
Make you whole again. Make one in love feel a lift, than have you
Feel like tumbling down an endless cliff ,love can be as sweet as a rose
But a rose has thorns everybody knows
Jan 2015 · 2.1k
SELMA BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Jan 2015
DR MARTIN LUTHER KING trained us in workshops based on non-
Violence to resist the water hoses soaking us and knocking us down
On hate filled sidewalks  or the sharp teeth police dogs set upon
Men women children biting our private parts and making meals of
flesh,the billy clubs sprayed tear gas on the EDMUND PETTUS
Bridge, but somehow as I walked saying inside that time will tell about
Me and I glimpsed ahead the resurrection of my soul and manhood
Rising from the dust of shame. We all locked arms together with our
Wounded bodies determined minds and hearts spirits soaring
From DR KING's I HAVE A DREAM words and marching right
On into history
Victor Tripp Dec 2014
Never let your life become a running stream of regret
By not taking a brave chance on that opportunity love or help others
In need.Know that people want to believe you even if they know that
You're lying to them. If you tell the truth as a lifestyle you won't have
To recall to mind what was said last year or last month. Don't be afraid
Of bringing forth change in the world or your life
Should it even be in clothes habits challenges dreams direction
Remember all that you have to lose is fear and reluctance
Dec 2014 · 230
WISHING BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Dec 2014
Wishing that I could make these golden moments with you here last
Like a welcome dream I want our love always to last .But there's no
Guarantee for you nor me, the future is rushing toward us so fast
Will I awake and find you gone and have to live the rest of my life
All alone each lonely night preparing a dull and sad old man's dish
This is not what I wish
Victor Tripp Dec 2014
You do not heed my sighs of need to be paid the same in the work force
As you.Or the need not to ridden like a horse when the mood is not there
I know life is more than washing your drawers cleaning the ***** house
And raising a trio of crying snotty nose kids, even while these hands Scrub the dishes clean I see myself on a slow boat floating down the NILE
Of my dreams far from the crocodiles of bills boredom missed chances
Anxiety tight in my chest each morning that rage slaps me awake
In my mind I  fly on free wings past the temptations of those who Audition as possible lovers yet to be or new friends reaching out glad
Hands of hope  and sizzle. But than I turn on the light of reality when
Sweet baby arms hug my neck or hungry lips of random need ****
My warm ******* until the tide of desire picks me up and takes me Away quickly with a passion of want. And I remember the bountiful
Feasts of good times that we've shared and the many reasons that
We chose each other
Victor Tripp Dec 2014
Let purpose set the time for your day
And wind up the cares that would attack and defeat the life within
Dress and look successful even if it has not come as yet
Bath yourself in positive thoughts and flowing energy
Stand tall and never walk bent over with doubt or creeping fear
Believe that you are chosen to succeed where others have failed
And if anyone can do this its you. Live love  enjoy your life
Because its your time to go forth and win with daring and purpose
Forget the snide remarks and unkind words spoken in your face
And behind your back in tradewinds of dishonor and raindrops
Of disrespect walk on toward your goal carved out by purpose
Just ahead. After all, you've survived at this point almost everything
Haven't you!
Victor Tripp Dec 2014
Sometimes my loving you is like pushing against a stone, when my needs
Cry out , you want to be alone. Maybe it would be better if our love had
Another jumpstart, but I've been told to always go with your heart
When looking at relationships of those who seem to have it made
What you really see is no more than pretense on slow parade
I keep on giving out all the love I own, but my heart is slowly breaking
Because one just can't keep on pushing uphill against a stone
Dec 2014 · 205
JUST US BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Dec 2014
We're two men walking on the same street, and since I don't like you
Must come up with a plan to **** with a bullet or chokehold and say
That you tried to take away my police gun, after a few days the Grand Jury will decide that I committed no crime and I'm walking around free
While you're buried in the ground, my badge is untarshed
I'm trying to stay out of the headlines and not make a fuss
But everybody knows the truth of RICHARD PRYOR'S words when
He said that JUSTICE is JUST US
Victor Tripp Dec 2014
Twilight had fallen with multi-colored leaves drifting down to earth
As I waited for you to join me for our moonlight waltz under the pa pa Tree. I suddenly  noticed that it was the same place where we first fell
In love and the stars smiled down their blessing on the birth of our new
Love under the pa pa tree. So now I hold out my hand for yours for Another waltz in the twilight's breeze so soft  so free
Please dance just one more dance tonight
Under the pa pa tree
Dec 2014 · 243
MY DIARY BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Dec 2014
Secrets of my life silently written upon pages of a hidden book
And I wonder just what you'd really think if they were read in public
And let you steal a look.Things jotted down at the time with sadness Anger glee. If curious eyes could read and probe the thoughts and ideas
Only important to me. They would probably laugh or even smile or
Certainly not even agree. My diary might never be sold at auction for a
Very high bid. But as my hand crafted each and every line of expression
For that moment, they were all the true pictures this man had to give.
And if by some chance you read my diary, checking each and every
Created line, know within that my diary only served
As a true listening friend of mine
Victor Tripp Dec 2014
Think of me on the next rainy day, when rain and tears start to fall
When love seems to be on life support and gloom mists your thoughts
Like a fog. Sadness can sometimes get out of hand, ready to knock you
Down.Even when a smile like the sun wants to break through, a frown
Will  get a hold so true, think of me on a rainy day when pain took hold
And refused to let go. Remember it was you that got me through that
Period. When thoughts of desperation kicked me around, your love
And caring feelings made me feel brand new
Dec 2014 · 220
MY LOVE BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Dec 2014
I tell the sun to stay in place on a cloudless day
I'm so cool and classy movie stars copy my style and ways
Guess that anyone can say what makes me think this way
It's because of my love. I'm talking about my one and only true love
I'm so rich and famous BILL GATES envies me. I can fly faster and
Smoother than the human eye can even see. Guess that anyone could say
What causes me to think and feel this way, my love talking about my love
Wish you could  see her walking or even hear her talking
My love
Victor Tripp Dec 2014
When I found you I found  heaven in your arms. When I  found you  said
Goodbye to all women and their sweet enbracing  charms. Now I know For sure this love we now share isn't a false alarm.It may sound crazy
But new love makes everything seem so clear, I find a portion of my
Personal heaven whenever you're near.When I found you had to change
My searching gaze, and somehow knew inside I could be happy all
The rest of my days.When I found you wanted to sew up my broken ways
When I found you I released all of the love inside
Victor Tripp Dec 2014
Let angels say amen that CHRISTMAS time is here. Let  JOYBELLS  Sound everywhere and children's prayers for gifts be heard. Let churches be filled with folded hands of thanks.
Let ANGELS say amen throughout the universe .
And nothing disturb the peace and love of those seeking
them on earth.
Let the angels sing sweet lullabies and lift each voice in song.
Let the angels say amen and protect each kind and weary
heart from all harm.
Nov 2014 · 129
M Y LOVE BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Nov 2014
I tell the sun to stay in place on a cloudless day
I'm so cool and classy movie stars copy my style and ways
Guess that anyone can say what makes me think this way
It's because of my love. I'm talking about my one and only true love
I'm so rich BILL GATES envies me. I can fly faster than the human eye
Could even see. Guess that anyone  my love makes me feel this way
Yes, its because of my love. Wish you could me her walking and
Talking my love.
Nov 2014 · 272
THE VET BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Nov 2014
Some day someone will tell my story. How I went off to war, Not yet a
Man. AMERICIA's freedom is so precious to me. And I fight for it hard as
I can. Fighting from foxholes on land or by sea. To win for my country is
The only real goal. When you grow up in the land of the brave and the Free. Freedom is a part of your soul. My gun lies in the house. Unfired. And medals upon the shelf. Proud to be a vet. Who fought for his beloved
Country. And wouldn't be nobody else
Victor Tripp Nov 2014
I've collected and put away.Tender kisses and warm hugs with smiles.
For the days on which. Your sad. And I promise to hold each tear
In the palms. Of   these loving hands. And wait around to cheer you up.
Until the moments return when their is a rainbow of glad. I'm willing to
Fight  and take down. Any stop sign on the road. Of your happiness
Nov 2014 · 378
Matador BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Nov 2014
You've had the same strange dream before. Many nights in a row.
Waving a red cape in the horns. And hot rushing breath of a 3,ooo pound
Bull. As the light of courage begins to stir deep inside. You were in this
Place before. But it was called another name. The dream spoke of where
You fell in the white sand. As blood dripped from puncture wounds
Which left hoff prints of stain. And hundreds of people craned their necks
Watching you avoid death in that same place of fear . And passed over the bridge to relief. So many times. The courage becomes smooth as
Polished stone.And from the same place you stand. Others have stood
With fire in their bellies. Slow  burning glow. That calls them forth
But this is real and no dream. As you fall down dying in white sand
Victor Tripp Nov 2014
I sink into your softness. The very motion takes us higher. Is that a sigh
Or  a scream I hear? Your fingers comb through your hair in silent joy.
Face moving side to side. If this is a dream . Let us stay asleep. Candle
Smells of ginger spice. Float in the room. The drizzle of rich desire is thick over everything. We've shared some spicy hot.Times like this. Much
Later on the terrace. Over looking the city at sundown. I'll serve you
Stir-fry with crisp dark crowns of green onion. Egg rolls cooked in peanut
Sauce with  chilled coconut milk . Just for you
Nov 2014 · 169
YOU AND I BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Nov 2014
May these tender moments of our love last. I'm determined to love  you
Longer than forever. Just promise me that you will leave me never .
Now that we are one. Our dreams will soar higher than the sun . You and
I will always be .Let love fall like raindrops on my longing soul for you
Have become my rock and hub . Their can never be  a woman as sweet Nor as dear for me . And I hunger for each and every touch
Nov 2014 · 257
OUR MOMA BY VICTOR TRIPP
Victor Tripp Nov 2014
Wish I could run into mama's embracing arms . Even as a grown up man.
We didn't have a lot of material things growing up. But for family mama
Always took a strong stand. It's been three years since mama passed away
But she's enshrined inside our hearts. Each child grew up to be successful
Adults. But our mama gave each of her children a strong inspiring start
Insulated in her love
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