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"supose" poems
I can't sleep The horrible news is bothering me My fellow Filipinos in Marawi Are being attacked by Maute Group/ISIS They are burning down the place The houses, the hospitals, the churches And if you can't prove that you are a Muslim They'll take you as a hostage Those who don't wear hijabs "are taken care of" Horrible, really horrible My fellow filipinos there are suffering Muslims and non-muslims It's not supposed to be about religion It's supose to be being people, human It's suppose to be "humanity" *"Save me from people of the world" Psalm 17:14 It's horrible, really horrible. How can these people be so cruel?? It's really scary, really scary*
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May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 12:19 PM UTC
Pray for Marawi
Suppose that I wasn't meant to be here That I wasn't meant to go the places that I gone That I wasn't meant to do the things that I've done that I wasn't meant to be me Supose that I was destined to be someone else That my spirit was fated for something else That who I am and who I should be are two different things Suppose that when souls were being assigned a purpose and a life I looked at my future and wasn't satisfied And I saw another life and saw a deeper meaning and purpose Suppose that within the life I saw many people who would need my help I saw a woman who was told by the doctors that she couldn't have any children I saw child who had lost their mother I saw a woman who had lost a father and sister I saw a child whow needed a guidence Suppose that when I saw these things I knew what I had to do I had to defy fate Create a new destiny Be that child Be that mother That sister That guide Be me Suppose that these things are true And is evident within those sad moments where I feel like I don't belong here And in those happy moments when I feel that the life I'm living is something precious that I had to steal
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Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 7:06 AM UTC
Suppose these things are true.....
Sometimes I want  more. Sometimes I want less. Most of the time I got it all together. Then later Im a mess and under the weather.People say I'm lucky. Mom said I'm blessed.Lost in a fantasy but confused in reality. Too lazy to explain the rest. If I ever broke down I'm going down as the best.  When that time come around I started hear a catchy sound. That's when the beat bumps and my feet go thump. Funny- this was supose to be poetry, but it turned into something lyrically.
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Sep 16, 2011
Sep 16, 2011 at 6:07 PM UTC
Mixed Up
*"Hello" I'ts how this whole complicated messed up thing happened, I mean how can you forgive someone for stealing something, so close, so sacred, so yours he took everything but gave nothing, you were always alone, confused yet never demand a reason why he could steal and get away with it without treason when it happens like this its supose to be magical I'm bipolar now my mood swings are radical I have no idea for what this might be, but its fatal its a virus and it's killing me the cure is just some simple words which can not be forced nor bribed they come from the thing that you stole from me I am a maze yet youve found the lock and now the key*
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 4:14 PM UTC
a stolen something
Did you forget that i Claimed it.... That once i did name it.... Took a picture and framed it... Now that is dead you can blaim it .... So your heart over here... that I took out of there....I wasn't tryin to give it back.... "I love you" was supose to be fact... But know I see your eyes.... and there tell me it was lies... All of the kisses and hugs.... the laughs and the loves....were just a simple way to get what you want....took what i had and now you want to be blunt...With all the layers of hate i still have your heart....and now that your gone you relize your still missing your most important part...not your arm not your leg...not you chest or your head...not your lips or your knees...nor you lungs that can breathe... but your falling apart...cuz you dont have your heart... Yeah you got wat you want...the correct texted and the font...but the page is not ready to read...because your still missing what you need...see i hold the ink...as your all out of sync...You cant find the smile...you havent seen in a while...cuz its still in my name...the one you dont claim...I know that you need it...and that your still looking for it....its just a shame that you forgot that i have it...
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Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 10:05 AM UTC
your Heart
Its a feeling that I'm not quite in place The place I'm supose to be Here amongest the civilized who share my blood I was born wild in this house of elegant beauty How alone I am in this mass of strangers Oh how I long to be amongest the heathens Who howl and prowl in the open night They are my home But forbidden am I And forced to act civil Oh how I must look to my kin Whose wildness was tamed I am a sweet rebel in this world of rules and laws Oh proper world and all its amenities I just want to be with my kind I just want to be understood
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Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 1:04 PM UTC
I'd rather not be there
time. is on my side. yes. it is. i have an unfortunately great recall. supose all you people are there, and you know what i know, then you scream like mongrels in outerspace, how can i absolve thee? lest we best ourselves like animals, i will not record the absolute strife of existence, pleasant though, the valleys stalk, the familar ground is weak, how can it be so miscontrived and willingly wrong? tangent. tangerines? i hope that maybe i am not speaking alone. or you are ********* hair, and thinking of me.
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Dec 24, 2016
Dec 24, 2016 at 4:54 PM UTC
Untitled
Laying here trying to rewrite my wrongs.. A ticket from the police no job and no schooling at all. Life happens when you try to reach your goal. I'm broken and I've fallen my Love. Yet I find the strength to come and weep by your words of God. Don't know how I supose to pay something that I don't even have a job yet though.. **** pics still come and I close them cause I want something better though.. Resurrection is my favorite song, Who would of known it would be the outcome of every part of my unworthy life to. I don't know how and I don't know when but I sense the strength to get up and take there cruel words there beatings just love The Most. Forgive me for wondering so far and falling so close, all of my getting I'm getting a understanding that you can be a better person today for tomorrow.
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Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 7:43 AM UTC
How?
Counting stars in the day time Cause it's darker then most wanna see. Holding all the answers and never tell them, So they will never know they are decieved. Cutting out the picture bring your frame down, Like a match that supose to be 100 degrees. Messing with Z's I'm just checking on dreams Cause I'm paying for sleep A bartender with drinks You should listen to me Slooowww down.. And Watch what there putting in your drinks..
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 12:49 AM UTC
Eyes hear, ears speak.
She’s crying, how dare she cry. I hate it when she does that. Hate,Hate,HATE, but her eyes only show sorrow. How am I suppose to compete with that? “STOP!” I yell, but it doesn’t work. She sobs, uncontrollably like a water fall, her eyes an endless pool some how overflowing. How dare she cry at a time like this. I’m supose to be scolding her, sharping her like a dagger, And then she cry’s. Her silent tears begging me for forgiveness, No, No, NO! I can’t give in, not now not ever. All I yell is met by  innocent  eyes, She doesn’t understand, She whimpers” I’m sorry” I go to the door” actions speak louder than words”. The door slams shut. I can hear her crying, but I can’t comfort her, I don’t care if she hates me. She needs to to stronger, She needs to  survive
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Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 9:33 PM UTC
Stonger
Times still running, And my mind still running. But my bad I just can't help it. To stop and breath and look up Oh my bad I just can't help it.. I walk every where now cause I know I'm one step away from who I'm supose to be. Oh my bad I just can't help it.. To sit and listen to you cause I don't know when I'll be back but if I got a back I'll be back to listen and sit. Oh my bad I just can't help it... When I'm alone and the tears I cry is out of Joy cause he's still breathing Oh MY FRIEND I JUST CANT HELP IT.. Oh my love I just can't help it Oh mom I just can't help it Oh Daddy I just can't help it Oh Ryan I just can't help it Oh fallen Acon I just can't help it... Oh reader my bad my smile shows everytime I walk it let's me know that its possible to be sitting with you.
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 5:16 AM UTC
I can't help it.
Whatever I been threw Whatever I been threw Couldn't hold my smile Couldn't hold me down.. When I stop just to eat threw Just to eat time away from the night Ohh.. They took my order But you came with my order My eyes weren't supose umm.. Wait Did you smile at me? Yeah you smiled at me.. I'm coming back just to tell you I got butterflies from that...
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 2:58 AM UTC
Butterflies and Bells
On the highest when I praise I'm the lowest when I fall When they call I'm the youngest at heart, But I'm the oldest in age I do more then what I supose to, Just to see a smile..,.dang
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Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 6:20 AM UTC
It's true to
Life is giving me a hard time again First she does not give any reasons of why she is behaving like this On top of that everytime I try to get up somehow shoots me down Once in a while makes me talk myself out to stop moving forward Then makes me wonder why am I here? what was I supose to do? Is it for real? Am I done yet? The idea of life makes me wonder ... if I can make it at all? And if not, I don't want to stand still. What I 'm supose to do now?
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Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 12:33 AM UTC
Life?