"standout" poems
With the multitude of thoughts in my head,
You standout the most
Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 8:31 AM UTC
No time to rest
Destination happiness
Qualifications standout
Society sees magicians
Rise above the haters
A new day to smile
Wear the shoe that fits
Millions have walk the mile
Oct 27, 2009
Oct 27, 2009 at 7:07 PM UTC
This is who you are.
Beautiful—
No. You are not.
You are Ugly.
To be specific
You are a girl full of insecurities.
You are a girl full of envy in veins—
Yes. You are.
Are you Self worth?
Are you Confident?
You are not.
Are you the girl who always compare herself to others?
Are you the girl who cannot standout?
Are you the girl who cannot make her own light?
Yes you are.
Are you loved?
No.
You are not wanted.
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 12:16 PM UTC
I dreamed a dream,
A beautiful dream
That was a dream of love, of passions coming straight from the core (of my heart)
Of emotions, that would never go sour
That was a dream of care, of devotion and prayer
Of feelings which will make the eyes full of tear.
A dream of courage, of getting rid of the saggy evil wreckage (of my mind)
Without becoming my inner demons hostage
A dream of gratitude, coming out of the shell of solitude
A dream where begins the end of solitary confinement,
The journey of all new excitement
A dream of endless emotions
The eternity of its mystification
A dream where you speak your heart out
Even when you are in crowd, you just standout
Once the eyes opened,
The whole thing shattered with a scream
And that was the end of my beautiful dream
Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 7:19 AM UTC
YOUR path is the right path
you are you from your nose to your feet
crazy you, makes you interesting
don't assimilate be different
standout and swing for the fences
batter's up baby
take a leap of faith
jump
and be you
Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 11:35 AM UTC
Do I have what it takes to step on the Bodybuilding stage?
Competitions to compete in
Intensity training too begin
Muscles focus at the end
Muscles to tone until pumped
Nutrition in muscles feed
Plenty of muscle magazines to read
Posing until perfect
Structure in the Bodybuilder’s mind
Having a mind set to take effect
Mirror checking flexing results
The hardness in muscles felt
Training through pain with the term dealt
Having a Bodybuilding Coach guiding any Bodybuilder to perfection the whole way
This is training principles usage every day
If a Bodybuilder intends to win, he must have high intensity determination to the very end
It’s more than just lifting weights
It’s the preparation in how it relates
It’s the protein intake
It’s also requires drinking nutritional weight gain shakes
Later at Prejudging during the day and competition night
The Bodybuilder must be properly oiled for the heavy spotlights
Practice posing backstage
Step on center stage to let one’s muscles amaze
Cheers from the audience encouragement being the phase
The competition will require standing next to other bodybuilding competitors in comparison
In the eyes of the Bodybuilding Judges whose muscles standout
However competitions can become a flexing bout
But you can depend on audiences with a shout
However, it is the winning bodybuilding circle where the focus will be a winner profile everyone will be talking about
Bodybuilding is about weight gain or weight reduce
Yet it is a sport where men and women are enthused
But there are drugs where including young people should refuse
Bodybuilding good or bad
No pain with everything to gain
It’s about exercise
Some might say it is an enterprise
But people must realize
Shape having tone
But I am sure this everyone has known
Muscle training comes from anywhere across the shore
Yes bodybuilding is something one should explore
Muscle Appeal
Having a muscle flex feel
The bottom line, Bodybuilding is for real.
Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 2:12 PM UTC
I think I had an epiphany last night
I tried to sum up how I felt but it didn't sound right
Descriptions come easy to me
When I have no attachments
I'm good at building up emotions
If I'm supplied with the fragments
From an outside source
If the path is paved
I'm willing to take the course
How can I make my claim to fame
When I can't standout
Without becoming the same
I need everyone else to convince me I'm sane
As I confess my inner motives
They become lost in vain
Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 9:28 PM UTC
Oh those glorious summers
of years long past...
bring me back to the splendid
days of our youth
dearest sister, life of my heart,
with your soulful brown eyes
and dark flowing hair,
how beautiful that face,
such delightful grace, you are
a standout among us, like no other
yours is character that never fades
creating a bliss that never fails
I must say, I am the lucky one
I have you as my sister, bright as the sun...
Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 2:11 AM UTC
I sit here and fade
Into the woodwork, I gaze
At the passing parade,
Studying people, always a fave,
Some standout in the crowd,
Interesting, people-watching allowed......
Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 7:55 PM UTC
i blend into crowds
there's nothing overly standout-y about me
i'm not that ugly i'm not that pretty
i'm average height
brown eyes, hair, white skin
crossing the border a little on width
i don't call much attention to myself
but even when i do
i do some strange things
because no one looks at me
and if they do,
i'm oblivious because i'm not looking at them
i'm average
but you saw
something amazing
in me
and somehow
you fell for me
as i feel for you
we stand out
together
now
Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 6:59 AM UTC
By Jennifersoter Ezewi
I found a place:
Where plagiarism fears its
license.
A place where works attracts
its audience.
It is a place of publicity:
Where reviews encourage its
own.
The assemblage of legends.
It is a place of refuge:
Where works standout.
A place of honour:
Where applause exchange
glances.
It is the latest place:
A very safe place
Wherein we say 'hello!'
Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 7:24 PM UTC
i know you have convinced yourself of your radiant colors
and i of mine
and we continue to walk around this earth
you at night because you standout against the night sky
me in the day because i blend in with the concrete
if you are the florescent friends i am 10 shades duller
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 1:57 AM UTC
Violet violence, of all the purple eyes
you gave. So absolute of who you truly are,
as compared to common looks.
As in your youth, you grew up tough, fighting
yourself and the many around.
The standout in the crowd, the down under of
always being upside down.
You're sweet to some, of really the lucky few,
and the many boys trying to pick your heart,
Some of which their sweet nothings never came through.
Making you roll your eyes, as there's
this awkwardness in the room.
Your subconscious knows of someone better.
You won't find it now, but it doesn't mean you'll
wait for love forever.
It seems so hard to smile,
with all the cracks under your skin.
You're an open book, but not one to let everybody in.
Your family that uses your character in vein;
as all of their actions seems to crawl under
your skin.
Friends that somehow disappoint you constantly;
watch how you'll be taking that blame.
How things go wrong, and they're quick to call
your name.
Oh how the quiet violence, is a shade of purple.
That goes nowhere, but just in a continuous circle.
Going over your head,
as the constant jump over that hurdle.
The prettiest of the bunch, they all take a bite out of you,
and save you later for lunch.
The money you earn, goes to burn.
The successes you own, isn't yours alone.
You just wait your turn, for someone else to get
what you deserved.
It all works on your nerves.
_It's all your fault for being so down to Earth._
Mar 26, 2022
Mar 26, 2022 at 1:54 PM UTC
Why do people keep the lid so tight.
Never loosening up their life.
Always trying to impress.
Always trying to standout.
Never looking at the simple things in life.
Never clearing their thought just thinking of the next move.
People need to stop sometimes and smell the roses, liturally speaking, just relax.
Life is to short to sweat the small things.
The big things deal with them as you must.
But by all means, be your own person and dream.
When you dream dreams big and you should never fail.
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 3:36 PM UTC
*they come too easy, they come too cheap,
each sparkle on my city's sidewalks,
each glistening preserved, retrieved,
lifted to my ***** wallet tucked~away,
treasure for safekeeping, slow pleasured contemplation
could not fail to find them,
for all standout in four dimensionality,
some are long, some are deep, some are wide,
yet all possess speaking souls,
to leave unattended, unheard, an act of criminality
years needed for the making,
moments only for the transcribing,
each a black ruby, or a street sand pearl,
none more valuable than another,
each unique, each precious, differently
some escape, shed their earthbound chains,
float atmospherically for keen eyes to grasp,
need a single finger to twirl, instill within,
they come too easy, come too cheap,
yet each poem written, more costly than the next*
Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 5:29 AM UTC
“Pink carnation if mother's alive; white if she isn't.”
Fidgeting with the hanky in her sleeve
WPA standout
fending off tears
armed wide-eyed with headache
finding her voice orphan-thin-- tethered--
by wire-will
She sings it still...
“Tis the month of our Mother...”
Behind that white carnation
Behind walls of flesh and ribs
HUGE WATERS
WANT--
...the church vacant of mothers
NEED--
the church
vacant
as clear blood
BURSTS
into faint blue concert
Whirling Burning Blurring--
The PURE
--distance--
of audience
of Saints
of God
OF HER MOTHER
“...O blessed and beautiful day.....”
_____________
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 2:44 PM UTC
TS Eliot said, “Paris is a strong stimulant.”
It is - but it has nothing on Manhattan.
If Paris is a Café Crème espresso at a café-en-terrasse under the stars.
Manhattan is a ‘Black Tie Bawls’ cocktail at The Crown bar (the skyline!).
We were going to relax - in Manhattan,
instead, keep those seat belts fastened.
Lisa said, one night, “Want to go out for a bit?”
Since then, I’ll admit, our nights have been lit.
We have ten days, and we’ve decided to try every Michelin-starred restaurant we can (there are 68 in NYC). So far, we’ve been to Eleven Madison Park, Le Bernardin and Per Se. This was Lisa’s idea.
The food is delicious - if you like a corn-flake with something on it or a steak the size of a bouillon cube ($250 per person with cocktails and dessert). As we left ‘Per Se’ I asked, “Can we get something to eat now? I’m starved.” I was only ½ kidding.
It’s MY idea to visit every beautix rooftop bar in Manhattan (there are exactly10). So far, we’ve been to, ‘The Peninsula,’ ‘230-Fith’’ and ‘NoMad’ - we’ve only been at these tasks for three nights.
We’re doing other things too. We’re going to Broadway shows (& Juliet, the Great Gatsby, Oh Mary!, Wicked) and to see Idina Menzel (Wicked, Frozen) in concert and a John Oliver and Seth Meyers comedy show next Monday. We do these, as in - Dinner, show, rooftop bar.
OH, and we’re dancin’ like we’re sentient - no cap.
Our sordid troup, is Lisa and Dave (her boo), Charles & Ms Charles, Lisa’s folks (Karen and Michael) and Lisa’s little sister Leeza and Meeeee. Luckily, we have one of my Grandmère’s conglomerate, executive secretarial minions (François) booking reservations for us. He’s got ‘contacts.’
Yeah, we’re drivin’ full speed towards summer’s end - “fo-shizzle” (to quote Snoop Dogg). We figure we can rest, a few days, in New Haven.
Wasn’t Snoop fire at the Olympics?
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dance club songs, for this one:
One Kiss by Calvin Harris & Dua Lipa
Lipstick by Kungs
Espresso by Sabrina Carpenter [E]
Levitating by Dua Lipa
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slang…
café-en-terrasse = terrace cafe
Black Tie Bawls = (cocktail) Blavod black ***** lemon, and Bawls energy drink.
beautix = top drawer, rizz
No cap = no lie
fo-shizzle = for sure
fire = great, a standout
[E] = explicit
Aug 13, 2024
Aug 13, 2024 at 4:57 PM UTC
Covered man,
By the pool,
Screaming at,
His favorite rock.
Says his rock,
Is not all talk,
But when it comes down to it,
It still can't walk.
Screams his rock is a fool,
Believing it is something it isn't.
A super powered demon rocker ladies man,
Please just shut up.
You aren't the pretty pictures,
Hanging on your wall.
A small grain of sand on the shore,
That is all you are.
Can't you see the problem?
Don't you know your wrong?
How are you content with being one of those blades of grass,
On their lawns?
A grain of sand for their castle.
A tear drop in their moat.
A penny in the sea of million dollars,
A person who doesn't want to standout.
Don't be someone who you aren't already,
I promise you someone out there will shower you with confetti,
Because of who you are.
May 23, 2012
May 23, 2012 at 3:21 PM UTC
Both the brave and cowardly are
fearful, but only the brave exhibit a
courageous act
Both the man of faith and dispair go
through a test run, but solely the man of
faith prevails
Petrified with what might come around
deep in your darkest hour,
vulnerable, as emotions erupt in a rush
and danger crawls fiercely closer.
the sweat, anger and all the panic
engulfs your senses, but still, the world
carries on.
When the broken and sinking heart
rises above it's bottomless troubles,
pain and joy, gain and loss follows in
mixed manifestations,
courage will standout and peace rise
against doubt and uncertainty,
Strength will share the pain of your
loved ones, but only courage will make
you feel your own.
In solitary, fear will always show it's
face,
do not shiver, stand your guard,
do not surrender, endure the pressure
for it is in solitary that the strong will
make a cut in this heartless world.
Better is a single act of daring mighty
things and fail,
than to fail before you try and live
amongst those who neither enjoy nor
suffer much, those who live in between
defeat and victory.
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 1:23 AM UTC
Gimme a break from the long day at work.
A piece of mind that doesn't fly by soon as it starts.
Not of discrimination but of a demanding boss.
Time but a snap of a bar.
Gimme a break from negative interpretation.
In terms of being under appreciated.
A smile that encourages the rest of the day to come that much faster.
The commercial before we continue our regular scheduled programming.
Gimme a break before our stature completely seperates.
If only for a moment.
To savor a taste stumbled upon in bulk.
Complex in the pieces we give of ourselves.
Chocolate covered us wrapped in orange.
Fully appreciated in standout appearance.
The smile brought to my mouth.
Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 10:34 PM UTC
a Halloween
standout in
a costume
that bellows
in neither
lake that
clouds their
garnishment that
brews the
heathen in
this gallery
only to
bear false
witness with
euphoria that
brandishes the
wine here
Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 10:15 AM UTC
In the rose field
lush and blooming splendidly;
Be the cantaloupe.
Jan 12, 2024
Jan 12, 2024 at 12:49 PM UTC
This would be poetic
I'm sure if I actually meant something
Sometimes even I don't know
What this is about
Or maybe I do know
I write and write
The first two lines
And go no farther
A secret smile in the dark
The patterns in my eyes standout to you
No.
That's not right
It's midnight
How cliché
A dreamer closes her eyes......
Let me guess, for the last time?
War torn valleys color red
With hate and disgust
A blood haze in the eyes
Of everything living
Your fight against me?
Only light was distant like the stars
The stars cowered behind the form of
The dark masses of clouds
Just like the light in you
Hides from the black in your soul
How original
This is hopeless
No, it's not
Why?
Because you're still writing
Aren't you suppose to be my writer's block
I am
Oh never mind
Why can't I put these ideas into words?
You have many questions
I'll answer one
Because you're ideas are not fully formed
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 8:48 PM UTC
Will, skill, and precision
Utilize those tools wisely
So you can be a success
And standout profoundly
The stakes are higher
And the battle will be tougher
Have the fire and desire
To rise up and be sharper
Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 12:33 PM UTC