"humanbeing" poems
"MIXED FEELING."
The saints
are always
crook: why.?
They have
none tolerance for ********* Yes
believe me
they don't,
even Christ
Jesus didn't. Nonetheless
though He
quoted "When your
right cheek
is slapped turn
the left side."
that's no ******** it's
what make
a Saint. But
He hesitated
not to chase the Merchandise
out the
Lord's temple.
********* are: like, sometimes where positivity is
anticipated finding negativity there
right is
the biggest
******** in the
whole wide
crazy world.
Full of
crazy thangz, crazy people living crazy lifestyle. Wide
life, out
the jungle,
homicides, massacre Wonder why we breathing, when
we living to
die. Or I'm
high? (Sigh)
when will the
world halt being ridiculously
crazy. Said
they he's
zany. Plagued
the sages
mad. However
sages are the
last hopes
to heal
the world.
Corona-virus
army, enemy
agent of segregation. What right have
you to black
me, who am
I to white
a brother. ?
When we
looked just
the same, being humanbeing.
How to become
human, Auth-positive thinking faculty, creativity,
optimism build only, nothang but
possibility. Innovation, inspiration,
motivation.
Here rode
time on the
road to glory
is there any future anywhere.? if
there ever is
a time for
everythang
le' me use
mine now. I
was told
the future
is now, I
wanna live
it unfolding
my pages
stepping the
stair cases,
roller coaster,
fortune searching
I
ride slow,
nonetheless
I gets heading
I should rush
not, yet
on steadily.
#C9_fm
May 16, 2021
May 16, 2021 at 5:08 PM UTC
How do I do this.
Cause the pain
Pain of the flock of crows
Impaling the love of her
Her they say,
Is the most rewarding and beautiful humanbeing on the planet.
But I,
I'm nothing...
I'm sorry that I'm like this.
Weak
Ugly
Arrogant
Selfish
I'm not the man you married.
I'm a coward. And will be for the rest of my life.
I'm not worth it. I'm not even worth anything.
I love you so much.
So so much.
My love for you is
Deeper than the ocean
Higher than the pines.
But my Pines are on fire and burning.
I'm dangerous
I'm ruining you every single day.
How can you be with someone like me.
How?
I'm so toxic.
Toxic..
I wish I can. Take it all back.
But I can't
You won't ever forgive.
And I cant forgive myself
For what I did to you.
I make you
cry and cry and cry
It kills me...
I'm sorry
I'm the Monster.
Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 7:36 PM UTC
Have you ever had that feeling of being inadequate?
Feeling like nothing is ever going to change? Same old, same old.
You want things to change, but they never do.
It makes you sicker and sicker for each passing minute.
That's exactly how I feel, and how do you keep you hopes up, your mood or anything for that matter?
Of course there is a lot to be grateful for, but when you are feeling so down, so hopeless, so alone and like such a failure... it's hard to appreciate anything at all.
It's all my faulth, because there is so much more I can do.
I just feel like I don't have the energy, guts or confidence to try, and feeling like that only backfires on me.
How do I get the strength to be who I am, do what I want and live as I lust, in a world that tells us who we should be, how we should look, how we should think and tells us how we should live?
People who are able to do that, are one of the courageous people in the world.
We're lucky enough to be able to live as good as we do, and then we make stress for ourselves on things that don't really matter.
You have to do this or that to look pretty and stay young as long as possible.
We create needs that weren't even there to begin with.
We make them life essentials, when they're really far from it.
It's a ****** up world that kills the freespirited mind and makes us all live in cages.
Cages where everything is already decided, and if you don't measure up, then you fail as a humanbeing.
The truth is you fail more following the norm. You fail more not following you heart.
You fail more not seeing the world as it is, and doing what you can to make a difference.
You fail yourself being a coward. You fail your life. You fail the world.
You fail.
If you really feel like a failure, reflect upon how you are living your life and analyze if you are living for you, or for those who want to hold you captive...
The minute you stop just blindly following the crowd, is the minute you stop failing and start succeeding.
Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 9:47 AM UTC
I'm a sad, sad humanbeing
Wandering in the night
I'm not lost, I'm finding myself
In the forrest, in the wild, all alone
This is where I feel known
Dec 31, 2016
Dec 31, 2016 at 11:22 AM UTC
You’re the light that brightens my bed every morning
While I’m the silence in the closet, weeping and mourning
You’re the sky that shows off its cerulean blue
And I’m just a lousy humanbeing, wandering around with no clue
You’re the limpid crystal of the eyes of an orphan
Kindly as he always has been,
Smiles at you while there’s no reason
You remind me of guileless angels
Serene my love, come closer
You’re the reason to believe in heavens
Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 7:20 AM UTC
What I've become is scaring me
I am terrified of my own reflection, because who can love a person
who has gotten so shut down, power-off towards reality
When I am forced to open my eyes
I am worried about all the things that could happen, because I
who is so full of troubles, do not know how to power-off on that
Where I place my feet solid on the ground
I am not feeling the solid but more a wobbly cloud of traps awaiting me
who cannot grip onto anything but my fears and isolation
Why did I become such a sad humanbeing
I am in lack of understanding my own emotions and actions
who can save me -from myself
Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 7:23 PM UTC
May be someone has built a house
At the frontier of my heart!
Since somedays , slipping through my fingers
I have lost the sleepy night!
The roar sound of a child is being heard.
Amongs the pensiveness of my mind
There are certain sufferings
Of delivering a child!
Albeit it is unseen,
It is true.
For having the heart of humanbeing
The stirring words are REVOLT
And devoted themselve into deeper meaning of POETRY.
Belike ! The prolong pang is to be end!
Or perhaps ! The ***** dream of flying
By the chariot of literary addiction has to fulfilled!
কবিতাৰ শিৰোনাম: মাতাল সপোন
হৃদয়ৰ পাদদেশত হয়তো
কোনোবাই ঘৰ সাজিছে
যোৱা কেবাদিনৰ পৰাই টোপনি হেৰাইছে।
শিশুৰ বিকট চিঞৰ কাণত পৰিছে
উদ্বাউল মনত প্রসৱৰ বেদনা ধৰা পৰিছে।
চকুৰে নমনিলেওঁ এয়া সত্য।
মানৱ হৃদয় থকা বাবেই
ক্ষুব্ধ শব্দই স্বাধীনতা বিচাৰিছে
কবিতাৰ অর্থত নিজকে সঁপি দিছে।
কিজানিবা অন্ত পৰেই দীর্ঘ বেদনাৰ
আৰু পূর্ণ হয় সাহিত্যৰ ৰথত উৰি ফুৰাৰ মাতাল সপোন!!
Dec 12, 2017
Dec 12, 2017 at 10:17 AM UTC
Don't let me be the kind of *******
Who hides behind the facade of fake morals
Blinded by the who's and what's of the society
To carefully navigate into the spectrum of likability
Murdering ideas
Shepherded by the popular beliefs that the self proclaimed "ubermensch" with values smaller than the faith of a mother consoling her dying child propagates
Don't let me be the kind of *******
Blindly seeing the disarray of colors and beliefs
Waving divisive flags of identity
While failing to identify the core of what makes us humans in the first place
Erasing the tiniest sketch of personality
To enjoy the recognition that comes with society's impeccably placed self serving values
Foolish enough to think that they're smarter than the rest
Smart enough to recognise the falacies that dont serve their interest
Don't let me be the kind of *******
Bayoneting the rights of others to exists
Carrying big guns
Compensating for the personality they lack
Their inability to break the circuit
Their brains programmed to applaud
The orange bleep on their screens that rule their lives
Their messiah
Don't let me be the kind of *******
Pretentiously answeing to a higher cause
While dismissing the cries that really need answering
Leading life one line at time
From a forged manuscript
Playing my part just right to be recognised at the pearly gates
While closing my doors to the here and now
To the damaged
To the rejects who dont see the white and gold
Or the the blue and black
But simply crave the warmth of the fabric
Of a touch, of a hug
Maybe a warm cup of humanity
Not the body or the blood of
A humanbeing just like the rest of us
We're all capable of miracles
Not a trick like walking on water
Bur changing the world one life at a time
Not as gods
But humans, in our truest forms
(Fort Worth, TX 12/02/2018)
Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 5:57 PM UTC
As I look up at the sky
I realised life is a lie
The creator is merciful
And life is beautiful
The creator is kind
He gave comforts which everyone can find
Humanbeing hid it
And struggle to eat
Life is like a ball
Watch by eyes in the hall
Few live for good
Many live for food
He gave head,leg and nose
But life is full of foes
Life is a treasure
Humanbeing call it pleasure
Life is like stages
For different pages
It is a temporary place to live
And everybody will leave
The creator is glory
Everything is story
Life is neither serious nor careless
Live it for excellence
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 2:28 PM UTC