"damian" poems
Tory Lanez
Drake
The Weeknd
PartyNextDoor
Post Malone
ILoveMakonnen
RDGLDGRN
Kyle
G-Eazy
Rae Sremmurd
Future
Travis Scott
Lana Del Rey
Bryson Tiller
Jhene Aiko
Cal Scruby
Twenty-one pilots
The Neighbourhood
Zayn Malik
Jimi Hendrix
Nina Simone
Damian Marley ft Nas
Stephen Marley ft Wyclef Jean ft Nina Simone (Song:keeper of the flame)
No-Maddz (Song: Shotta)
Jesse Royal
Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 8:51 PM UTC
"So if guns **** people, I suppose
pencils misspell words, cars drive
drunk, and spoons make people fat."
-Damian Marley
"Herb is the healing of a nation,
alcohol is the DESTRUCTION" -Damian Marley
"Love is the universal cure" -Damian Marley
"The road of life is rocky
and you may stumble too. So while
you're pointing your fingers someone else is judging you" -Damian Marley
"Strict parents create sneaky children" -Damian Marley
" Don't gain the WORLD
and lose your SOUL, WISDOM is better than
silver or gold" -Damian Marley
"Life is worth much more than gold" -Damian Marley
"Some people feel the rain,
others just get wet" -Bob Marley
"Who are you to judge
the life i live?
I know i'm not perfect
-and I don't live to be-
but before you start
pointing fingers,
make sure your hands are clean" -Bob Marley
****** fear what
they can't understand.
Hate what they can't conquer.
I guess its just the
theory of MAN." -Unknown
******* aint ****
but women aint *******
See women are the queens,
and ******* just ******* -Unknown
"Spend life with who
makes you happy, not
who you have to impress." -Unknown
"Life is about finding yourself,
life is about creating yourself." -Unknown
Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 1:38 PM UTC
knitted on a dodgy bobble hat
or a favourite chunky jumper
from scandanavia, or yorkshire
untasteful but definitely practical..
smelly and friendly like a wet dog
pliable like warm playdoh...
patulioi oil
will always remind me of you...
'a hippy place in my heart...'
like a beachnut,
no, a beach hut
shelves littered with the flotsam of our throwaway society,
flip flop corner...
19:10
some random hermit crab making his escape from
the dripping bundle of just found fishing net
down through the crack in the floor...
into the sand
and back to the sea.
the moths and midges gravitate towards the fossils and rock shelf
because that's where the gaslamp gently hisses.
suncracked and faded
pieces of
70's buckets and spades flicker in the corner
between the scraps of rope
and the deflated inflatables
and the bottlecap damian hurst
next to sea purse corner,
biological tendrils contrasting the ever stoic rubber ducks
who escaped from the pacific gyre...
panning around, the smartphone registers,
the garish tatty windbreak
and the 90's ghettoblaster
which still has some juice left from those batteries
we bought at the gift shop...
last year...
for our imaginary beach hut....
in the outer hebrides...?
you take the camping gaz from the cupboard
and put the kettle on...
the beach is desert island white
the sea azure like a gaudy 70's postcard
the wind tugging relentless through our hair.
but the pub is warm and friendly
where grizzled fishermen philosophise
hardily. by the fire.
between warming shots of smokey single malt.
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 6:47 PM UTC
Dear Love,
How dare you? Keeping me in the dark for so long... Blinding me with expectations, toying with my Ego, leaving me to fend off Fear-- and all for what? So I could grow? So I could see beyond this world of illusion-- beyond the farce of fame, the unending stroke of Time, the loneliness of pain, the screeching void of darkness? How dare you?
How dare you break the comfort of the weak man I'd learned to be? Stripping off the habits from my body-- only to send them back in a tighter, sexier dress. Replacing the sweet nectar of oblivion with the sweeter taste of empty knowledge. Giving me false hope so I could see hope as false... How dare you give me life and just as swiftly take it back?
How dare you test my patience, bow my will and give me faith? Making me responsible for my body, mind & soul-- granting wishes long enough to see them turn to dust. And all for what? So I could learn? So I could fall? So I could stand, so I could fall?
As if your endless tide of giving and retrieving, over thousands of lives, could make me be like you. As if your never-ending understanding could ever make me bloom. As if by every test of strength you've sent, has been to know me true. As if by pain you'd see me gain a wisdom, such as you....
Love,
Damian
Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 11:38 AM UTC
Names are so queer
Nobody seems to understand
Your name has meaning
And power,
It's true
But it has also colour
Of every shade and hue
Now, Nico is red,
Bright red like blood in your head.
Fred sounds black
No problem with that
It's merely a colour
I see
When I hear your name.
Janine is pink
Or sometimes green
It all just depends
With which mood it its seen
Amy is yellow
Like a field full of daisies
In the early morning sun
Bright enough to startle a fellow.
Damian is a triangle
With earthy colours
Strong and faithful
Sprotting from there earth's foundations
John its a brown name
That much is sure
It's a brown mansion
with two towers
That houses the dame.
Dylan is blue
About that there's no doubt
God of the sea
Go on and trust me!
If your name is Catherine
Now that is quite something
It's a strong green pillar
With black leaves to adorn it.
Every sound makes a colour
Every name sounds a shape
To experience
Shut up more with mouth agape
Like master Da Vinci Taught,
Use all your senses
And instead of survive
Learn to truly live!
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 9:38 PM UTC
when i started to smoke marijuana aged 20
with this russian cupcake of falling asleep in a seashell entwined
i took to listening to: ***** & the maytals, culture,
israel vibration, damian marley, stephen marley, ziggy,
basil daley, brenton dowe, bunny wailer,
burning spear, cornel & the brentford rockers,
earl zero, freddie mckay, jackie mittoo,
keith hudson, king tubby, lloyd robinson & brentford disco,
lone ranger, peter tosh, soul vendors, sound dimension,
the heptones, the new establishment, wailing souls,
willie & the brentford rockers,
winston & the new establishment...
i sometimes wish i went into the stoner rock direction
to experience that side of the ethnic cultural exploitation
of a certain intoxication... anyway, whatever...
i forget to mention barrington levy, gregory isaac,
alpha blondy and sort of classify collie buddz as reggae’s eminem.
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 8:27 PM UTC
Tra la la...Tra la la...
La la la...la la
[Verse 1]
Hey!
Vexation of spirit is a waste of time
Negative thinking, don't you waste your thoughts
Verbal conflict is a waste of word
Physical conflict is a waste of flesh
People will always be who they want
And that's what really makes the world go round
Unconditional love is scarce
("Till shiloh I shall not forsake thee")
Now and forever more
Forever more, forever more...
YEAH!
[Chorus]
You see, you gave precious life to me
So I live my life for you...You...
You see, you've always been there for me
And so i'll be there for you...You...
("Till shiloh I shall not forsake thee")
[Verse 2]
Bless your eyes and may your days be long
May you rise on the morning when His kingdom come
Good deeds aren't remembered in the hearts of men
(.....Oooooooh)
Bless your eyes and may your dreams come true
May you rise on the morning when Jah kingdom come
Good deeds aren't remembered in the hearts of men
("Till shiloh I shall not forsake thee")
Now and forever more
Forever more...
[Chorus]
You see, you've always had faith in me
And so i'll have faith in you...You...
You've always been there for me
And so i'll be there for you...You...
Hey!
You've always been good to me
Even when i'm not good to myself
You've always been fair to me
Even when i'm not fair to myself
You've always done right by me
So I will do right by you...You...
("Till shiloh I shall not forsake thee")
You've always been there for me, mama
So i'll be there for you, papa
You've always been fair to me, brother
And so i'll be fair to you, sister
You've always had faith in me
And so i'll have faith in you...You..
You've always been good to me
You've always been to kind to me
You've always stood up for me
You've always been there for me
You've always been...oooooh
You've always been...oooooh
You always did care for me...yeh
You always did share with me...yeh
You always been true to me
And so i'll be true to you...
More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmania.com/there_for_you_lyrics_damian_marley.html
All about Damian Marley: http://www.musictory.com/music/Damian+Marley
Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 2:21 PM UTC
Dana: there’s skin, bed, today.
Snow we’d make.
Land, air, sun… wrote rain.
Running, tired, west.
Cold winter half started.
‘Sweat’, says summer.
Gonna, moments ago, die.
Hit. Lie. Believe.
Broken. Felt. Sat. Lives hurt.
Fragile tomorrow wind:
Hell outside.
Fucked flowers.
Eat brittle regret ***
Lima couldn’t Damian;
break wave forever.
Kind times, leaving wondering days.
Dead drive; fly hard, wishing legs.
Lights turned bones.
Growing rich soon, lines
raised: broke fog.
Easy fighting names.
Drove car. Dinner. Worked.
Survive Monday, certainly.
Hung grief. Drank *******
Expect usual ceremony rocket:
Sarah. Puck. ******* Cusco.
Connor, Corey: we’ve gone.
Stone **** hot soft body.
Dying, wanting. Undress.
Tied. Nights used.
Dawn gave secret pause,
Painting blood poems:
likely self story.
Gods weak, fall asleep.
Surely meaning darkness happen.
Suppose **** stayed, brought knowing?
Shower…
Mountain hair.
True thousand strings, grasp getting
Gently heard. Endless floor.
Sand.
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 4:16 AM UTC
Without taking our first breath
we would never learn to breathe
Without having our first taste
we would never learn to feed.
Without taking our first step
we would never learn to walk
Without saying our first word
we would never learn to talk.
Without making our first mistake
we would never learn to learn
Without having our first dream
we would never learn to yearn.
Without feeling our first want
we would never learn to need
Without taking our first chance
We can never hope to succeed !
© Damian Murphy 2020
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 9:34 AM UTC
The man in the Moon said,
"Will you be my friend?"
And I said, "Why not?"
That time, I didn't give it much thought.
Since I only had a peso in my pocket
I hitch-hiked a ride on Tycho's rocket.
Tycho happened to be an old playmate
We talked and talked, but it didn't seem like Fate
"Where have you been all my life?"
he asked, face filled with strife
"I don't know," I laughed.
He chuffed me, "You've always been so daft."
I slipped inside the module
And we landed on the Moon, every molecule
Tycho slipped me his calling card
As we cleared my passport with the watch guard.
The guard looked highly philosophical.
She asked, "What are you looking for, pal?"
I smiled, replied, "The man in the Moon."
She pondered, "Being a watch guard can be a boon."
"There are only five men in the Sea of Tranquility.
Damian helps in the recreational facility;
Sam is a family man, with his wife and three kids;
Tamjid herds sheep; Michel hunting for quids.
"Quintin is someone who lives far, far away
He weeps every hour, easily swayed.
But he sits on top of his car,
Singing to himself, counting stars."
"Quintin might be the man!" I say with much clamour.
The watch guard cheers my endeavour,
Giving me a hug and a packet of chips.
I look back to her and the Earth is in eclipse.
Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 2:56 AM UTC
I miss you dad, the things that I fail to tell you still weighs me down.
I miss you Lynn, the things that I should have told you are left unsaid.
I miss you Andy and Damian my two nephews , wish things were different.
The people both family and friends that we take for granite here.
Then before we can relay to them that we love them and are blessed by them.
But then it is too late for they are gone before we get the chance to tell them.
So whatever you do let those that means so very much to you.
Let them know that they are special and that you love them.
Let them know that you are better person because of them.
Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 10:29 PM UTC
God felt pity on what had came of Adam and Eve
So he created Aapo and blessed him with the goddess Ece
Many nights and many days the lovers ruled over the land
But Aapo was weak to temptations and got killed by a siren
So Ece was left on her own, her heart was turning to stone
Because the lovers that came next , all kept on doing her wrong
Damian was too obsessed with getting under her dress
She still remember being deflowered then left with a ****** mess
****** was a little too rough , left her with bruises and scuffs
She use to love to smile but now she just don't smile enough
Lastly Camillio was her piece of joy but with her heart he would toy
Then one noisey night she found him in bed with a boy
Beautiful Ece you queen, the world has been doing you mean
Your way too precious for us, so she made her own death nice and clean
I wouldn't call it suicide cause the world killed her first
Its our fault our goddess is gone and now is covered in dirt
Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 10:09 PM UTC
UKFT has launched Made It, a collaboration between the trade body, Graduate Fashion Week and Marks & Spencer designed to bring together graduate designers and UK manufacturers.
As part of the initiative, which was launched at a reception at the Houses of Parliament last night, Marks & Spencer and the UKFT will sponsor a number of Graduate Fashion Week winners to have their collections made in the UK.
In addition, to promote a better understanding of UK manufacturers and to encourage designers to use them as their preferred source of manufacturing, the UKFT, Marks & Spencer and Graduate Fashion Week will host a series of Masterclasses at five select universities across the country.
Hosted by Damian Collins MP, UKFT and Graduate Fashion Week, the reception included a catwalk show and was attended by key policy makers, industry influencers, major retailers, leading brands and UK manufacturers, with special guests including Graduate Fashion Week ambassadors Alesha Dixon, Mandi Lennard and Caryn Franklin as well as designer Zandra Rhodes and fashion critic Suzy Menkes.
“The UK has some of the best designer graduates in the world and some of the most talented manufacturers – Made It brings them together. Not only will we see the creation of some stunning collections, the project will also help to ensure the success of the next generation in understanding the business of fashion, which is a fundamental part of UKFT’s purpose and key whether you are developing a new brand, working with manufacturers or growing business overseas,” said UKFT chairman Nigel Lugg.
Graduate Fashion Week managing director Martyn Roberts said the initiative was “a wonderful opportunity” for GFW students to get first hand knowledge and experience of working with British manufacturers. “These are vital skills for fashion design graduates and essential for keeping Britain at the forefront of design,” he said.Read more at:http://www.marieaustralia.com/bridesmaid-dresses | www.marieaustralia.com/red-carpet-celebrity-dresses
Nov 10, 2016
Nov 10, 2016 at 1:31 AM UTC
Dear Damian
I miss you
I dreamt you cried in my arms
And asked that I take you back
And then we kissed
And I don't know what to do
With these stupid emotions
Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 3:20 AM UTC
I've been hoping for months
Hoping for years
Hoping I might forget
Oh, but it don't get much dumber
It don't get much dumber
Than trying to forget a girl when you love her
Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 8:58 PM UTC
Dear Mr. Postman,
I wonder what it's like when you see the bills.
Do you feel the urge to pay them?
Or when you see college letters,
do you feel anxious to know the decision?
When we get adverts,
do you judge us?
When you see the handwritten cards,
do you also feel the sense of home?
I know you have other homes to mail,
other cubbies to fill,
but if you looked a little closer,
maybe you'll see the life of our family unfolding before your very eyes.
I forget that they switch who gets Postman for the day.
There must be a secret meeting where everyone calls dibs on which street each person gets.
I hope that you always vote to fill our street, just so you could say hi to box again.
But I can only wish for such a thing.
I want your name to always be Damian,
but the truth is it changes from Mark to Steven,
from Dana to Christine,
and from Taylor to Lennon.
Goodbye Mr. Postman,
stop by the house one day.
Dec 4, 2019
Dec 4, 2019 at 5:27 PM UTC
Dear you. 11/08/2018
I wish you had waited.
I wish you didn't fall in love with me
So quickly
I wish you kept your feelings to yourself
I wish that I had left you alone
I wish we had let our friendship take a break
The day I wanted to end our friendship
When the thought of you being friends with Damian... Made me so insecure
And I knew that day
Being involved with you was wrong
I needed to heal
I needed time for myself
To be alone
I wish I had told you then that you should leave me alone for a few months
You and I being friends was never healthy
Memories of Damian lingered in every single conversation of ours
Every single time we kissed
I couldn't heal properly
I knew you were my connection to him
I wanted so badly to prove to him that I was happy without him
I took your phone and posted those statuses
Because I wanted him to see
And you knew that
I know you did
I'm sorry I used you
But you allowed me to
You came into my life
Wanting heal this broken girl
I don't know why
I don't know if you had a plan
If your intentions were ever pure
I don't know
But I wish we had put it on hold
I wish you came now
It's nearly a year since Damian and I now
Now would've been a good time
If I had cast you away
That day I felt so insecure
And met up now
We would've had magic
Oh you could make me laugh
God, I miss laughing with you
But I wasn't ready for a serious relationship so soon after Damian
You know I wasn't ready
But you persisted
You begged
And eventually I caved
And I went with the flow
I let you kiss me
I let you touch me
I let my inhibitions go
I let go of my purity
And I let you take everything
Without as much as a thought
It was a mistake
All of it
I was never ready
And I know you know that
Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 2:32 PM UTC
my name is Damian
I am 15
I get called names and tease
and blamed for things I don't do
I am just a kid trying to live a normal life
is that to hard to ask for
sometimes I wonder why I am here
sometimes I know why I am here
but what always keeps me wondering
is people call me ugly and worthless
but why
I am much better looking
and I have accomplished more than most of them
I hope to make more poems soon
and I hope you all like this one :)
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 1:41 PM UTC
Even though you have pass away years ago.
Your place in my heart, is always there forever.
I just want you to know that on Memorial day.
I stop and think about you more then the other days.
For you have help make me into the man that I am.
I wish that I could thank you O dad and my sister.
My nephews Andy and Damian and the rest of my family.
That has pass on from this here life into the heaven above .
I just want you all to know that I still think about you.
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 6:33 AM UTC
Damian
Damian
What was wrong with me
Please answer me
Please
Damian
May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 12:12 PM UTC
Poetry By Damian D. (my boyfriend of 2 years after the 16 year relationship with a pathological narcissist)
Your Soul is Tattered
Listen up before you get lit up
Your not a tough guy
Your weak and feeble
Just straight evil
Money don’t equate to ego
So it doesn’t matter
How much you gather
Your soul is tattered
From how you get it
Emptiness never forget
I’ll leave you battered
And a mess
You should have left easy
But all you do is quest
To theft thieving
No you don’t respect
The fact you got nothing left
Your best friend two times
Now you forget he’s smiling down
On his love
He left too soon
And all you do is consume
What he left
A wicked toon
U vile human
Doomed to dwell in hell
Forever sing the blues
Out of tune singing
You ruin every bit of goodness
In another being
Dec 29, 2019
Dec 29, 2019 at 5:19 PM UTC
Dear You
I wish I met you first
Before Damian
I wish you chatted me up first
I wish you were my first everything
We would have been perfect
No issues
No Damian
We would've done it right
Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 4:37 PM UTC