"skydive" poems
If tomorrow was my last
I'd do nothing.
I wouldn't skydive
I wouldn't travel
I wouldn't do everything
I've ever wanted to do.
If tomorrow was my last
I'd do as always.
I'd get up
I'd read my bible
I'd go to school
and have an average day.
If tomorrow was my last
I'd act as normal.
I'd smile to others
I'd say "hello"
I'd do my best
as I try every day.
If tomorrow was my last
I'd tell no one.
I wouldn't shout it
I wouldn't scream it
I wouldn't sing it
from every single rooftop.
If tomorrow was my last
I'd never know it.
That's why my usual
day to day consists
of all things I love
the very most.
If tomorrow were my very last
what I do today would be enough.
It would make me smile
It would make me laugh
It would make me happy
Because I have learned always
to be content in the ordinary.
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 12:27 PM UTC
.
come on honey
let's go do something
new
we could record a
platinum record
or skydive off the Eiffel tower
we could sail across
the atlantic
or climb a big
ol' mountain
or maybe
we could just fall in
love
and dance among the stars.
yes,
that sounds about right to me
Jul 5, 2013
Jul 5, 2013 at 9:52 PM UTC
Here's one for the gamers
dungeon dwellers, competitors and casual players
Whether they're at home or at a friend,
footballers, car racers or dragon slayers
To the world that looks down on us
for those who's hobbies least appeal
Just because they don't understand the reason
or share the passion we feel
Gamers like acheivements
each to their own
Whether its to vanquish the opposition
build, or break their enemies throne
Is that so different
perhaps they spend a lot of time at home
But isn't playing online with their friends
a little better than just sitting alone on ones phone?
The world of gaming has evolved
and adapted so much
It's a common to see a mother aligning fruit
or a child with a flapping duck
And is it such a bad thing
if the players are actually having fun
It may not be making them better
but I can think of many worse things they could have done
They say games encourage violence
but these people are some of the kindest I've ever seen
Theft, ****** and street racing
would it not be better if these things were only done behind a computer screen?
For many, its more than just a game
and can lead to some desperation
But people need to know the limits
and play in moderation
For some
it's to do things they wouldn't normally do or say on a daily basis
A couch potato wanting to explore the world
avoid boredom, keep their mind from stasis
To feel the breeze of a challenge
drive a fast car or
sword-fight,
maybe even do some parkour
Whether they want to skydive
or skate over a hill
To be able to do something dangerous
without having to sign a medical bill
We all have our reasons
some play casually while others play to vent
E-gaming has become so popular
now hosting world tournaments and many gaming event
This is how we are
so please let us be
Our motives are like captured birds
are we are just setting them free
Whether you want to be a princess
or guardian of a banana tree
You can do whatever you want
just follow your dream
People will always be different
this is just another sub-culture; like fans of a band
But we are the gamers
and by this title proudly we stand
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 5:02 AM UTC
Supersonic Skydive
Tell me, what's your helmet like?
Can you hear the roar of breaking
barriers of sound?
Or is it silent in your dome
Have they built you like a home
A cradle for the jumping few
Who chose to do as daring do?
Supersonic Skydive,
Tell me, what's the view there like?
Can you see the rounding planet
Arching back in every stretch?
And do the stars look different here
Beyond the blinking atmosphere,
And when you rushing, sink away,
When do you find the blue of day?
Supersonic Skydive
So lucky to be so alive
And as you plummet to the ground,
Tell me, do you look up, or down?
Oct 11, 2012
Oct 11, 2012 at 3:51 PM UTC
You only live once
Is that not obvious enough that we needed to turn it into a catch phrase
We all have one life to live so why dissipate it living out someone else’s dream
Live out your dreams and not theirs
Every second we get closer and closer to death
It’s a very short time
So make every second worth it
Make life unforgettable
Be rememberable
Some people think after all you only live once you have to go out and do berserk ****
Skydive, bungee jump, eat a five pound 1,000+ cal burger
There is nothing wrong with going out and doing berserk things
But life is short and don’t you want to live long enough to see another day?
Every second we get closer and closer to death
It’s a very short life to live
So make every second worth it
Make life unforgettable
Be rememberable
We all want to live life to the fullest
But don’t you want to grow old with the person you love?
Watch your {great}grandchildren grow before your eyes?
You will never get there if you live your life in the most audacious and “cool” way
Go get a tattoo, one that you may or may not regret later
Go vacation somewhere where you can really experience the worldliness of the culture
Go vegan or do something life changing
Every second we get closer and closer to death
It’s a very short time
So make every second worth it
Make life unforgettable
Be rememberable
YOLO you only live once
And we all know that so start a bucket list, at a young age
Put things on it that make you aggrandize your comfort zone
And things that help you realize who you truly are
Don’t forget to take care of yourself otherwise you will not live long enough to complete it
Every second we get closer and closer to death
It’s a very short life to live
So make every second worth it
Make life unforgettable
Be rememberable
Yolo
One life to live
One chance to make it
One chance to leave your mark
Aug 2, 2013
Aug 2, 2013 at 2:56 PM UTC
capricorn: cover your heart in acrylics like you are art and promise yourself you'll leave after this one last kiss (you won't, you never do)
aquarius: you never stopped trying to be your own worst nightmare and this is why people find their breath of fresh air in you
pisces: something about the way shouting something off of a rooftop never feels the same as whispering it in their ear
aries: you are both a quiet tuesday morning and a tornado in the middle of april and there's never been a more beautiful disaster
taurus: you are the apology strung between two streetlights and you will never give up on finding the worst person to love
gemini: you are something along the lines of a fairytale but i think your author was drunk because this isn't going how it should
cancer: you are something of a tsunami stored in shaky palms and uncertain breaths and she will still love you with 100 mph winds
leo: you are nothing less than the scream your heart begs to let out when you feel like you're losing them and i want to punch it out of you
virgo: *picking flower petals*—they love you, they love you not, they love you, they love you not, they love you, they know you want to die, they love y
libra: and ten years from now, you will still be falling in love with people the same way others skydive from planes
scorpio: you are more than the last "im sorry" between two people whose infinity was shorter than it should have been
sagittarius: death has been flirting with you from across the room all night long and there's a good chance that it's love at first sight
Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 2:12 PM UTC
I got in to an airplane to try and fly
I jumped out to Skydive
The parachute didn't work
So all I did was ****
I fell down and down
until I hit the ground
I am now in the clouds
With all the other crowds
I did not mind that I didn't survive
But some how I know that I am still Alive
Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 12:51 AM UTC
Lucky Bug
Black polka dots –
on a vibrant red
wing.
Six silent footsteps –
clutching to the ceiling,
daredevil wearing a smile.
A single false step –
wings spread;
always prepared to skydive.
Tranquil buzz in your ear;
noise translated to ethereal music -
whispers of joy.
Gently landing on your shoulder –
the paratrooper hits its mark
without fail.
Lady Luck presents herself,
calm in nature -
magical when seen.
Uncommon blessings -
found on the edge of a leaf,
the corner of your eye.
Apr 28, 2012
Apr 28, 2012 at 9:34 PM UTC
I want to grow young with you
Watch superhero movies when
Our hairs turn silver blue
I want you to sing silly songs
Snort with laughter at my accents
When the days get long
I want to color in books with you
Read aloud our favorite tales
When the moon is full and new
I want to be your partner-in-crime
Canes tapping in synchronicity
When it's adventuring time
I want us to skydive, soar, be bold
so you and I will be growing young
long after our children have grown old
Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 4:18 PM UTC
They say, if you know how to do the wrong things the right way,
Dare...
They say if you want to enter a dark cave you've never been to before,
And that you believe within yourself you could come out alive,
Dare...
They say if you can take pleasure living with illusion
Then Dare to forget reality for a while
That if you know how to wake up before you fully get hypnotized..
Dare...
Enjoy while the moment lasts...
They say if you love the thrills and adventure,
Play with your life and skydive ten thousand feet without pulling your parachute
Or play around, you can cheat death..
Dare...
For life is about taking risks, living by the edge
And last minute change-gear boosts the adrenaline,
You Only Live Once, they all say...
But should I dare just because it worked for them?
Should I choose the obscure over what's clearly seen ahead of me?
Should I be scared of their taunts, their laughs over my weakness?
Just because I refuse to join them at the danger zone?
Risks to some is an advantage, an opportunity
They dare with life, i surely admire the guts!
But for me, it's a big dispute, I think I'll pass...
For whether I'd want to try or taste the dope,
Behind there's a bigger matter that is involved...
**And that's something no dare is worth the risk... **
Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 8:39 AM UTC
There is no place for me here
Where they dream of comfortable lives
Talk about football and weekend plans
Holding hands as they walk down aisle four
Split the grocery bill then drive home to his place
That will someday become their home
And oh how we wanted to travel and see things
Skydive, mountain climb
Travel to Africa, build houses, learn languages
And just be
But then that job offer was too good to pass up
And it’s so much easier to raise a kid with family close by
So we put it off for now
Just for now, for a little while
Until the timing is right
Until we have more money, vacation days
Then there was the new car, the college tuitions, and that trip with her parents down to Grand Cayman for their 60th wedding anniversary
Now it’s graduations and grandkids
What happened to Africa?
They still go shopping
Together, sometimes
He pays with their credit card, she pushes the cart
They had a comfortable life
May 25, 2012
May 25, 2012 at 1:04 AM UTC
A crystal vision
that fortune tells,
like sparrots in my spirit,
but rather, bought a ticket for God to pay me visit,
I hope he answers
no phones by his thrones,
above outer space
but lives within our inner
with open ears,
that answer prayer
the unseen near ,
I hope my feather glisten,
when I fly and shine,
broken wings holding on to parachutes
that skydive up the winds,
Tell gravity
Im jonesin to climb.
Been distant from home sweet home..
Left eating a Sour patchs,
and packed my bags ( beneath you eyes) ,
Long roads with no sleep,
Extra steps in paps broken shoes
that I got to outfit wearing a travel packed outfit..
All Smiles but sunny days are dead,
Like who worries about the storms ahead,
Seen some with cigarettes for stress
knowing theyll only blacken my breath
Lungs in cemetaries,
Air attached to inhalors not enough for this journey,
perhaps instill Mayweather stamina,
to box out a circle of squares when they box me in,
hardships float on my uppercuts
let God and money band aid my wins.
May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 4:47 AM UTC
I want to do everything.
I want to be adventurous.
I am a risk taker.
I am an ENFP.
I want to skydive.
I want to shark dive.
I want to climb mountains,
Explore caves.
Sleep on a beach:
Under a blanket of stars.
I want to go on a mission trip
I want to help so many.
I feel like every day as a 'kid'
Is a day I could have taken
In my life to do what I love.
There's only so much time.
And it's true life is short
And I hate waiting for the moment
I can hop on a plane
And begin my adventure
Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 2:03 AM UTC
it's a draining process -
to constantly pour all of my love and devotion
into everyone
and see them turn their cheek
i'm the shiny nickel you saw on the sidewalk
that you didn't pick up
i'm the opportunity to skydive
that you declined
i'm the rays of the sun that glaze your skin on the beach
that you must protect yourself from
i'm the one that is liked but never loved
seen but never heard
cares but is uncared for
and is always the second choice
Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 9:57 PM UTC
The new motto for our generation
Puff Puff pass
So if you decide to keep
The beloved joint I just rolled
Prepare to get your *** kicked
It's not the addiction of marijuana
That keeps the freshly rolled joint
In between my lips
It's the fact that I can ******* do it
One puff Two puff
Here you go
I'll share with you
Because I don't care about anything
I'm getting high
So maybe when it wears off
I'll crash from the height
Skydive with no parachute
And kiss the ground just before I die
One puff Two puff
The reason the joint is here
Is because I want to be like my mother
Pops always said "You're just like your mother"
Lucky it isn't a needle
May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 2:04 AM UTC
Falling in love
Feels quite literally
Like a fall.
Like you're stable
And balanced,
Then the ground
You're standing on
Is ripped right out
From under your feet.
Traveling at a terrifying speed
Directly to solid ground,
You begin to ask yourself
"Who will catch me?".
If you're lucky,
You'll land in someones arms
And walk with them
Knowing that if the ground disappears again,
Your fall will be broken
By their embrace.
And if you're not lucky,
Well I'm happy to report
That your fall doesn't end
With a splat
And a ****** mess,
Even though you may wish
It did.
No, for those of us
Who don't land in someone's arms....
Well, we don't land at all.
Gravity keeps pulling
But you never touch
The ground.
We keep falling,
Racing through space
To what should be,
What we hope will be
Our demise.
I keep falling,
Fully aware that the person
Who could break my fall
Is not waiting for me
To come plummeting into their arms.
Who knows where they are.
It may take you a while
But when you realize
That no one is going to catch you,
You might as well relax
And enjoy the eternal
Skydive.
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 5:00 PM UTC
*He said to her after making love.
I want to skydive from a plane.
I want to. Paraglide from a cliff top.
I want to climb a sheer rock face.
I want to take a diving Bell
to the deepest part of the ocean.
She held him close to her
Her softness exquisite and lovely.
She said to him
If you want to do something
that terrifies you to the core.
Why don’t you marry me? *
Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 5:23 AM UTC
I want to be your favorite book
I want you to write on my pages
and underline the passages
you loved the most.
I want to be that song you listen to
when you’re angry
and just wanting to calm down.
I want to be that show you can’t stop watching and can’t stop talking about with your friends.
I want to be those long walks at the beach where you love watching 44 sunsets.
I want to be your favorite mixed drink
that you can’t get enough of.
I want to be the bad hangovers that you don’t regret having.
I want to be the pain that’s worth it.
I want to be your newly washed sheets that you bury your face in.
I want to be your crazy Friday nights
but also your lazy Sunday afternoons.
I want to be your favorite liar,
your favorite scar.
That one wound you wouldn’t want to heal.
I want to be that loud music
you always dance to.
I want to be the words that you mean to say when you say them.
I want to be your bitter coffee
in the mornings.
I want to be the one to wake you up
and make sure you’re ready to face life again.
I want to be your favorite love story that you keep telling yourself.
I want to be your cozy rainy days and lonely summer nights.
I want to be all the times you said yes to something you never tried before.
I want to be your nervous laughter, your crooked smile.
I want to be the corny puns you tell.
I want to be your favorite film.
I want to be that urge that’ll make you want to make a film or write a poem or skydive.
I want to be your guiding light and your comfortable darkness.
I want to be your hope,
your sorrows,
your bad dreams,
your goals,
your nightmares,
your fight,
your heartbreaks,
your hate,
your love,
the things that make you
and break you.
I want to make you so happy,
you’d forget you were ever sad.
May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 10:28 PM UTC
You think you’re so reckless
You skydive and play with fire
Adrenaline’s your favorite drug
But I could take you higher
You think you’ve done it all
You’ve taken all the risks
But the greatest risk, you’ve yet to take
So let me tell you this:
The heart is the most breakable piece
Of this body you’re inside
So take the greatest risk of all
Don’t ask your heart to hide
Lay it all on the line
That is the only way
To feel all there is to feel
Let your heart be carried away
Love passionately and recklessly
Feel it coursing through your veins
Love with everything you’ve got
Forget about the pain
You could free my body, yes
But I could free your heart.
May 21, 2012
May 21, 2012 at 11:37 PM UTC
I want my book in a children's library
I want my book in a maximum security prison
I want my book resting on a cloud in a sky
to be seen by a passenger in an airplane
the passenger to crack the escape hatch and jump
survive the fall
I want my book to be a parachute
I want my book surrounded by tiny hands,
hearts,
and mouths,
saying I love you
I love me.
I will survive
I want a book that is a house
for the abandoned
I want a book that is a vacany sign
Rent me.
I want my book that is a headstone
I want a book that is a flowerbed
I want a book that is a matchstick
a Tire Iron
an oil tanker
I want a book that is a leatherman
in a hunters pocket
in the belly of a deer
in the zip ties and cellophane
of a childs Christmas present
I want a book that bleeds
I want a book held by tiny hands
with wide eyes
wider because of me
I want to destroy the innocence of children
by handing them courage and wisdom
I want to inspire revolution
I want sad eyes and clenched fists
I want skydive
wings grown during the fall
I want a nation run by answers
with blood stained sheets
I want a book that is every question
symbiotic book
single cell organism
splits in two hearts
I want a book that is a surgeon
saving lives,
holding scalpel
I want a book with hands up
no rubber gloves, just a gun to it's back
an engine running
I want a book that is a bank robbery
paper bag mask
on fire
Molotov cocktails
disguised as champagne bottles
Destined for VIP
I want the man who threw it
to be the only one burning
and well read
And *****
I want my book in his VIP
I want him to read it with a melted eye
I want my book in his prison cell
to be next to me
maximum security
my casket
I want a book resting
on a cloud in the sky
in a children's library
surrounded by tiny hands
Before I am gone.
Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 1:49 AM UTC
My word is good, it's also true,
I promise to you all my life,
For you will be my wife,
Touch me & you'll see,
How I turn to gold soon,
You'll be my intense magic,
Our families will be our glue.
When the time is ripe,
For me & even you,
It will be alright,
Because you will be my wife,
To indulge in romance,
Engage in this dance,
To create new life.
Don't worry dear, I won't stifle you,
You I won't send in a swoon,
I know you can achieve,
The greater glory.
That will be the day,
For us to unite as one body,
Come dancing to me, my dear lady.
Now, don't procrastinate much,
I'm yours and you're mine too,
And both of us are alike each,
Both me & you were let down,
By the ones we took to be ours,
But we don't need such friends,
Oh, such fake faces around us.
I know that me you'll not disappoint,
You I'll never let feel disheartened,
Babe, I will be patient with you,
And I will let my poems now,
Trust me & you'll see the peak,
Not of any other mountain now,
But of the friendly hillock of love.
You must trust me in this skydive,
I'll take care of you when you need,
When it's time, your dough I'll knead,
Feel my deep love as you dared to jump,
You're the most beautiful of them all,
Now feel confident about yourself,
You're cautious and that's good.
Just don't hold back fearing me,
I'll be gentle and kind with you,
And I expect you to be receptive,
Also, you be ready for new love,
Come, let's look after this dove,
Be receptive to my love, don't fear,
Be intimate when I pull you near.
May 2, 2024
May 2, 2024 at 2:06 AM UTC
It's ok that she didn't show because you see...
Guys like me, we don't belong in relationships. Our love is fixated.
We love the adrenaline rush and beating heart from approaching a beautiful stranger, like a social skydive when your destination is beyond the clouds and the mystery...
of never knowing where you'll wake up next. Because you haven't seen every shade of green eyes, until you've seen them against the many magnificent backgrounds of the world and we love the sinful opportunities....
that come from being at the right place... at the right time... with the wrong person.
Feb 23, 2013
Feb 23, 2013 at 8:10 PM UTC
Letters roamed back and forth
Smelling strongly of desire and sadness
Traces of it remain clinging to their worn edges
Permanent black marker scroll dancing across lines
Waltzing seductively through my dreams
Pens slowed, life moving in, our choices setting adrift
The chaotic rhythm of our hearts
I cannot stay here settles on trembling lips
I have never said good-bye before, it was always See you later
With burning eyes and a lump in my throat I fade away
The last warthm in your eyes chilling as my hand slips from yours
So this is what it is like to crash land
Colors speeding past you in a rush of skydive adrenaline
Taking up the void that remained from your leaving
I will not condemn your freedom but ask in return that you accept
My Phoenix flame setting the night sky ablaze
May 13, 2012
May 13, 2012 at 3:39 AM UTC
*I would swim a never-ending ocean,
Climb a mountain
That reaches into the sky,
Hike through treacherous bushlands,
I would challenge any staircase, Regardless of how high!
I would inhale the Earths atmosphere,
I would pocket every galaxy and star,
I would drain every deep-sea,
Lake, lagoon and river,
Anything to keep them nearer,
Rather than far!
I would fly to the edge of reality,
I would hitchhike across the globe,
I would skydive from the heavens,
I would carry a mountainous load...
To be with my five precious daughters. .
By Lady R.F. (C)2017*
Oct 24, 2017
Oct 24, 2017 at 3:15 AM UTC
If you could spend a day with me,
I wonder what we'd do,
Go to see the pyramids,
Or the barrier reef so blue,
Maybe trek the Inca trail,
Or fish the largest seas,
Sit in wild flower meadows,
Or climb sequoia trees,
Make a jungle tree house,
Roll down dunes of sand,
Or tiptoe on the mountain range,
Walking hand in hand,
Visit all the castles,
Relive their history,
Sit on top of the empire state,
Drinking English tea,
Paddle in the paddy fields,
Explore the deepest cave,
Jump in with the great white shark,
Surf a giant wave,
Ski down mount Everest,
Skydive from a plane,
Cycle down route sixty six,
Dance in the monsoon rain,
If you could spend the day with me,
I know just what we'd do,
Sit and plan a future life,
A life for me and you.
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 3:05 PM UTC