"responsiblity" poems
Being a coach has is responsiblity
When the team wins they celebrate
But you keep them focused for the next game
You push them to be better prepared
The coach takes on all the weaknesses making them a strength
When the team fails the coach know the job wasn't done right
A loss means the coach needs to push and not fail again
If the coach hates losing the team should feel the same way
One common goal and work out the kinks everything will fall into place
No hard work goes unnoticed so earn it and it will get a positive outcome
Sep 15, 2013
Sep 15, 2013 at 6:41 AM UTC
I know a girl that got pregnant at the age 14. When she turned 15 a month later she had her baby. When she saw her baby girl for the first time she was so happy. The way the baby looked reminded her of the baby's father. When the baby's father saw her for the first time he cried because of how beautiful the baby was. He knew right then he had a responsiblity of another life. He knew he had to show his daughter the right way to live her life and so did the baby's mom. Well that happened just not the way you would think. The child had to go through alot to learn what to do and not to do and know how to live her life. She had to learn the way that was the hardest way she knew. She had to see her mom get taken away from her so much and she would be cry histarically for her mom she would kick the police and bite them to be with her mom. She didnt want her mom to go away from her. She hated having her step dad around becuase he was always so verbally and physically abusive to her mommy. She would watch her step dad hit her mom and leave her bruises. The little girl got abused when she was little by her biological dad twice. The first time she had to do a report and that is it and then went to fostercare. The second time she did a report and then went to the police station to get pictures done of the proof. Then she went home and went to school the next day. While she was at school the police came to talk to her and take more pictures. Then 2 people took the girl to a fostercare home and she spent 5 days there. While she was there her mommy was in jail for drugs. Her mommy was a drug addict and didnt want to come and get her. The only reason she did was because the little girl was going to be in perminant fostercare. If her mommy wouldn't get her. Her mommy and family would never get too see her. All this still haunts her but her life has gotten amazingly better. She has a job and is going to school and is going to graduate in 2012. She is a very determined strong independant women and hard worker. She loves kids and loves her parents alothough they put her through all that. She loves her whole family and would do anything to make them happy. She will protect them and take care of them. She also has 5 sisters and 2 brothers. she would take a bullet for them each and everyone of them not matter what she will always be there for them. Even if they do something she doesnt agree with or bad she will still always be there for them. That is what a true family member does for her family.
Feb 7, 2011
Feb 7, 2011 at 5:53 PM UTC
What a flim it is?
Just mindblowing
Sublime
Sublime
And sublime
The Extreme love
The Extreme Care
The Extreme Kindness
The years of Longingness
Vanished With in a second
Extermed Psunami
Brought out exteremed emotion
Just thought
To hold My papa
And mama
And To die next second..
But just had a responsiblity
And soon WILL I..
Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 12:20 AM UTC
I cant wait for the future
The freedom
The choice
The love
The fun
Im terrifyed of the future
The loneliness
The decisions
The responsiblity
The expectations
I want to relive my past
The memories
The laughs
The fun
The friends
I want to forget my past
The memories
The mistakes
The hurt
The heartbreak
Time can be your best friend
Time can be your enemy
But at some point that time has to end.
Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 4:12 AM UTC
There are demons among us, angels in disguse..
We dont know the difference, they all came from the sky..
but we all walk on earth, heads up in the clouds...
Would you know his vocie, if he was screaming out loud...
Or do we think he's paper, materialistic dreams...
money making favors, thats just what it seems...
These demon playing angels, catch you with there schemes...
Tell You that happiness, is found in all these things..
Gravitate to the lavish life, cuz that weights stronger....
and let go of the free fall, into a deeper hunger...
So we over eat, indulge, and over treat...
Not carring bout the brother you left hungry on the street..
forget about his need...
He waisted his own life,we live a different type of greed...
Cuz we only care about ourselves...
Responsiblity,hahaha put my kids up on the shelves...
Thats what my father did....
So I'll follow in his foots steps,not the ones mommy lived...
Thats alright we say,thats alight...
A way for you to cope,with the things that wasn't right...
The lavish livng life, the one this money gave...
The one I'll never get, but ill keep tryin to the grave...
Wheres the mind set,where is the heart in that...
Do you ever remember your mission, it wasn't about that...
You were sent to save the world..
all my boys and girls...
But if money is all you breathe, then you'll never believe...
And The whole world is lost in your greed...
Mar 27, 2012
Mar 27, 2012 at 9:54 AM UTC
Things and people who are not linked to their soul's higher will are finding it increasingly difficult to maintain their world of lies, deception, and greed. The old model that is based upon blaming the victim, stealing from the poor, and denying the Truth is starting to crumble. This was bound to happen eventually because constructs based on darkness and disease can never sustain themselves since they come from a place of lack and fear. In fear's place a bean sprout of goodness is growing. We can really hope and see the magic and magnificence of the contructs of love and peace blossoming. This is a peaceful protest to the old ways. This sheer goodness is beautiful and it's briliance of goodwill shines upon everything. You can only deny love and goodness for so long before it encompasses your heart and works to transform you. Love and light always win anyway. The ability to succumb to the tiny spark of love in our hearts, even if we've detached from our hearts long ago will either make or break us as a species. Some people walk around with thick shells covering their hearts, but this is only a protection from hurt. When there becomes enough safety in the world, those shells will come off. And that will be a glorious day. Enough people are getting fed up with the current governmental system of control and oppression. It is a complex game of the people in power exploiting the innocent, as well as the truth-seekers.
Compassion and empathy are tremendous healing forces. Many of people's problems stem from misunderstandings, assumptions, and judgements. There are some instances where one is hurt intentionally, but that is when taking a stance of compassion is the most powerful. In the moment of our greatest pain, lies the most opportunistic moment to have the deepest of empathy. This is not shifting the responsiblity upon the victim. No. This is preventing the extended period of rage and bitterness that usually follows a victimization. The hardest part about being a victim is the aftermath of the offense. PTSD is a bitch. If we are able to have compassion for ourselves as well as our assailant in the moment, the easier it is to be free from the suffering that ineviably follows. This is a skill for masters. We are all masters.
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 12:33 AM UTC
Fathers are supposed to protect you
Be there for you
But mine seems to think I'll ruin his life
The coward is still afraid of responsiblity even though its been sixteen years since he knocked up my mum.
He has three other kids you know
One whom died not so long ago
One who he also ditched at birth but he sees her now
And a tiny wee baby called Riley
I don't want to see that ****
But I'd do anything to meet that wee baby
I've seen photos and hes grown sooo much
And im glad that coward didn't run out on Riley because that baby deserves a father as much as the next person.
Hope to meet you one day little one ♥
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 8:33 PM UTC
(you tell me that happiness exists
and I beg you to allow me
a few moments, to dissolve
those smiles plastered on that
family portrait you hang so proudly)
Exhibit A:
a medecine cabinet full of pills,
and a woman whose throat is a bit too loose,
whose head is a bit too woozy,
from trying to erase those 10 odd years,
when her uncle knew the insides,
her legs better than he knew his wife’s,
Have you seen
the man who prays too hard,
for redemption at some backwoods’ altar,
begging God and all those who witness
for forgiveness of sins he has yet to commit ?
He has forgotten how to sleep,
pacing and chasing far too many a dream over a hill.
Find next,
in a girl whose body feels like space,
forever bending over her knees,
to pull that monumental trigger
lying at the back of her empty throat.
that boom-boom, flash of violent thrashing
and a quiet flushing of the toilet
She never could quite remove what felt so heavy
Turn your eyes up the stairs,
to a nervous women who runs
a scalding bath, hoping that
maybe if her skins burns hot enough,
then she’ll be washed of all that
hellish responsiblity, submerging
the animal circus in her that’ll
paint her tombstone peasant anti-ghost
allow me a moment to clarify:
not all that lies at the surface
speaks to the distance
a soul can travel through time,
allow me a moment to make
an exhibition of struggle
and remind you that
nothing is ever quite what it seems
Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 4:04 PM UTC
He is everything to me
His control is all in the powers
The power of words that,
diffuse the love
Deep thoughts carry whole branches of life
The work of sacrifice, to earn
the love of pride
To make his buds the blossom of light
Auxiliary to the hands to fulfill the dreams of life
All love and sacrifice, for family
Strong in will, strong in faith
to seek for a goal, to strive for success
How busy those hands, to save the loving hood
He is the symbol of responsiblity
to complete the code of life
Because he believe,
"A small gain is worth than
a large promise"
Yes, he is a father, the father
of every nation who has his own
secret superpower
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 3:40 AM UTC
FOK
****
****
****
WHERE THE **** TO FROM HERE
**** MAN
WHAT A BAD END
PASS ME NOTHING
TOUCH ME NOWHERE
**** MAN
****
FUCKEN ****
I BARE NOT ****
STUPID RESPONSIBLITY
THIS DAGGER IN ME
AINT MINE
THIS END IS UNREAL
OH FUCKEN HELL
HAND GUN AT HAND
NO WAY OUT
**** MAN ****
WHAT A TERRIBLE END
I HAVE TO HITCH A RIDE
QUICK
QUICK FUCKEN STIKS
**** IS REAL ALREADY
I GOTTO TO BLOW MYSELF
OUT OF THIS **** FUCKEN
CORNER
IT'S HOTTER THAN I THOUGHT
IT WILL EVER BE HOT
OH FUCKEN HELL
HAND GUN AT HAND
NO WAY OUT
**** MAN ****
WHAT A TERRIBLE END
FOK
****
****
****
WHERE THE **** TO FROM HERE
**** MAN
WHAT A BAD END
PASS ME NOTHING
TOUCH ME NOWHERE
**** MAN
****
FUCKEN ****
I WRITE
YOU READ
I AM OUT
FUCKEN OUT
COZI COZI KWAPHELA
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 5:23 PM UTC
You hold a big piece of my heart. It's fragile. I bet you already knew that. How it gets smaller everyday. How you can control me. How you make me feel completely insane most of the time.
My heart is cracked. Because I let you carelessly hold it. My mistake. I take full responsiblity. I gave my fragile, cracked heart to a stranger.
Our anniversary was last week. Almost half a year with eachother. Yelling, crying, laughing, joking, loving, hurting. You say you love me. I question that everyday. Should I let another stranger carry my fragile heart once again?
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 6:17 PM UTC
watch doctors prescribe more pills more pills that counteract those pills that side effect these pills that makes u take those pills until your blood is made of pills and your **** is made of pills what is the ******* point of living
i would rather feel like **** everyday for the rest of eternity than take pills that shut off my feelings, i cant believe doctors and humans can get away with this **** **** those ******** remember that adderal is an amphetamine that is constantly abused and given to ******* children when their ****** *** parents don’t want to deal with a child acting like a child
people dont want to take responsiblity for themselves at all anymore
they just want a pill to shut off any difficult feelings or emotions
so they can be the robot sheep they were raised to be
this world is so ****** up ***
Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 9:05 PM UTC
Unique
Unique
Unique
Yes
none
other
than
you
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 2:39 PM UTC
Life
Life is an opportunity
Life is a beauty
Life is a challenge
Life is a dream
Life is a game
Life is happiness
Life is sorrowful
Life is responsiblity
Life is a promise
Life is a music
Which can be sad or happy
Life is a chance
Life is a struggle
Life is a story
Life is a tragedy
Life is a adventure
Life is a luck
Life is a water
Life is a fire
Life is a lake
Life is too precious
Don't destroy it ever
Do enjoy it
And fight for it
Bcoz at the end
Life is a life
Mar 24, 2021
Mar 24, 2021 at 2:49 PM UTC