"thristy" poems
Freedom is life
Freedom is oxygen
Without freedom the soul will die
Freedom is water
Without freedom the body will die of thristy
Freedom is the right to express
Without freedom there will be no free speech
Freedom is wisdom
Without freedom there will be no goodness
Freedom is to live
Without freedom is to die
Freedom is happiness
Without freedom is Sorrow
Be free like a bird, like a bird which never worries about tomorrow
Be free like flower, a beautiful flower which spreads happiness with its beauty
Be free like a fish and swim through this ocean of this world
Fear and power are the shackles which keep freedom in solitary confinement,
Break the shackles of fear using Courage and bravery which gives birth to a child called Freedom
Freedom is to bring the inner child outside
Freedom is to break the ice of conventional wisdom
Freedom is to breath free and walk in the sky towards the lights
Freedom is not free, it has to be fought for.
Freedom is not easy, it has be endured tough battles of heart and body
Freedom is precious, do not waste it
Freedom is the heavenly fruit that is worth your time and life and everything it revolves around.
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 2:27 PM UTC
"i love you, you pretentious ****
you turn around and look at me
with such royalty and entitement
you mumble:
"tell me something i don't know."
"ok."
so i will.
i will tell you that the moment i laid eyes on your porcelain skin,
i felt as though if i even
looked at it the wrong way,
you'd break
i will tell you that when you whisper your bloodshot apologies
into my ear
my skin does not crawl
like it should
i will tell you that the inside of your heart is a dry desert
and i am trapped inside your ribcage
never have i ever been so thristy
for your love
i will tell you that the first time you pushed me away i found myself crawling back to you
you said i deserved it
and i believed you
so when you tell me to tell you something you don't know,
i will tell you:
***i hate you, you pretentious ****
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 11:48 PM UTC
Since she whom I loved hath paid her last debt
To Nature, and to hers, and my good is dead,
And her soul early into heaven ravished,
Wholly on heavenly things my mind is set.
here the admiring her my mind did whet
To seek thee, God; so streams do show the head;
But though I have found thee, and thou my thirst hast fed,
a holy thristy dropsy melts me yet.
But why should I beg more love, whenas thou
Dost woo my soul, for hers offering all thine:
And dost not only fear lest I allow
My love to saints and angels, things divine,
but in they tender jealousy dost doubt
lest the world, flesh, yea, devil put thee out.
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I am thirsty
But not for a cup of Black Coffee
Nor do I thirst for a cool refreshing glass of water
No, I thirst for your love
Nothing can taste sweeter than your love
Not even sweet tea
Not even soda with it's 32 grams of sugar
Only your love can excite my taste buds
I would sip it and not gulp it down
because I want to savor the taste
I don't want to drink fast
and not enjoy the beverage
I am thirsty for your love nothing else, nothing more
Dec 8, 2012
Dec 8, 2012 at 11:08 AM UTC
Put a padlock on the backstock.
I gave a sweet goodbye wave.
People make fun of how I behave.
Alcohol drains common sense from your brain.
Pukes out the poison down the drain.
Can make your boyfriend homicidal & insane.
It is lame.
They have only themselves to blame.
A hangover migrane all the same.
On your heart & liver puts strain.
With him his whisky shots are to the rim.
Drinking from morning, to noon, til the next moon.
Stumbling around the room.
Be kind & brave.
Free yourself of a drunken slave.
Salvage what is left of your mind.
Don't be the guy who trys to lie.
Sobriety you never gave a try.
Pave the way I gave.
Yourself you must save.
It gets loud under a thunder cloud.
Do you ever wonder....
Why zero is the number,
To which you plunder?
Lazy & slumber....
Do you need a glass of water.
Thristy? Why do I even bother?
I actually love my daughter.
Better without a drunken dumped father. I met someone so much hotter.
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 11:51 PM UTC
Hoping that you will understand,
Why I did so,
My dearest friend,
I know I promised to never leave you,
To never hurt you or anyone else,
But the things have slept away from my hand...
My dearest,
Sometimes even when a thousand lamps burn,
There is a corner of darkness left...
My friend,
Even when the lips are smiling,
The heart can bleed with tear...
There isn't a thing like I don't trust you,
The fact is that all the stars shine so bright,
But the one you can reach to are few...
....& you my unreachable star,
who became mine sitting seven
oceans far!
Oh my dearest one, I do ******
As much as the last drop is trusted to quench the thristy's thirst..
Dec 10, 2018
Dec 10, 2018 at 7:51 AM UTC
Walk Tall..
Walk Tall my child walk tall,
The vultures will soon be gone..walk tall,
This razed land knows its blood in the fall,
As it imbibed the pious juice in its ***** afterall,
The tears that roll down from your aspen eyes,
Will nourish many a thristy soul that silently cries,
How will we forget the enemy that came,
And our own brethern of doubious fame,
That tore our home and stole our land,
And backed us to our last stand..
The time will come when it will be over,
And the sun will shine in the morning hour,
So be ready my little one,
Thou are sure the chosen one,
You have to rule these meadows and all,
So walk Tall..walk tall walk tall.
Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 6:22 AM UTC
I do not know
This monster across from me
It is hateful but suffering
Arrogant yet hopeless
Livid yet cold
Blood-thristy but exhausted
And when it frightened me, even a little
It would laugh hysterically at my fear and sorrow
Nov 14, 2016
Nov 14, 2016 at 6:25 PM UTC
They say you can see a lot in a mile
I see a lot more in a smile
Pearly white gates speaking those things driving me wild
At the same time being mild in your own style
Tattooed your love on my heart before I did my skin
So I was dedicated to us before we knew it was a sin
I've let God be in control, Im the sim
Cause you never know true love unless true loves in
Words sink into your heart thru your chest from my lips
If my love was a faucet, it would drip
Leaving fingerprints of my love for you on my trips
And If I every get thristy, I could take a sip
A man of few words except this poetry or spoken word
For I can never express myself right if the words dont rhyme, ya heard
Im crazy in love, stray jacket for my stay-at-home love, im disturbed
However if you need it, Kiwi, Im ready for action any verb
An angel descended from the starry heaven at eleven, sole reason to caress in her love from my mind to my chest in less than 60 seconds after she says I do....And I will too....
Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 12:30 AM UTC
Piercing through. Rays arriving upon rise.
Your there with me; witness an art form or so i believe.
Blood thristy screaming silent shared in oath. Neverminding the pain only to be seen laughing.
All the while, it brings a smile i cant hold back. Afterwards, i take you into my arms kissing away the escaping crimson.
With the lips, i imagine you wish for a kiss. Then stay with me. Dont let deep moments such as this just be a wound, my true friend.
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 7:01 PM UTC
the heat of the city
feel it what a pity
for the brothers and sisters who
have 2 come to work for a living as they
living in the city
my Lord what a day!
it finally came my way
to see another god-forsaken heated day.
it's summer time!
summertime---
and the living is hell
can you tell?
from sweat coming off my forehead feeling
thristy and half dead.
yes it's summertime!
it's a hot july
and that's no lie
it's hotter in july, august, september
or did you forget or did u remember
how the summer of long ago was?
it's summertime--
and the living is hell
can you tell?
when the weather is dry?
fish stopped jumping
and that girl is good looking
so rush everybody
to the ac inside...
july 2002
Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 2:15 AM UTC
Too thristy to sip
Too tired to sleep
You know well that feeling
When your physical is finite
But the soul's in too deep
Apr 6, 2022
Apr 6, 2022 at 12:37 AM UTC
Father
I pray to you
Cause truly i don’t know what else to do
The devils a liar
But I am a fighter
Fighting for your kingdom
Fighting for things that are higher
If you are willing
Hear me out
My baby sis is thristy
She’s in a drought
I pray for living water to flow
Fill her up so she can hurt no more
She needs you
I need you
We need you
Reveal yourself to her
She needs to see you
See who you truly are
Look at my hands
Don’t you see the scars
Death has lost its sting
With you is where we need to be
Jesus come back and finish the story
Life without you is really boring
I will fight till there ain’t nothin left
They did not repent of their murders
Or their sorceries
Or their ****** immorality
Or their thefts
Don’t they know
That the blood can make them clean
Believe in me and I’ll give you life
ETERNALLY
Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 11:03 AM UTC
lord i come
to thee again
because thy soul
have thristy wings
to guide me with
heaven's light but
fill thy heart with sight
Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 10:11 AM UTC