"ungreatful" poems
A gentleman is a guy who'll treat a girl right
But s thugg only wants to hit it for one night
A gentleman is romantic and sweet
A thugg is only nice to get in the sheets
The gentleman will open his lady door
And address her by her name of dear
A thugg will leave her and even more
But they say they bring a lady to cheer
A gentleman is faithful
Thugs are ungreatful
Calling girls ******* and hoes can be hateful
Thuggs are winning
Gentlemen are losing
The **** keeps lots of girls choosing
A gentleman dresses professional and neat
While a thugg sags and eorks the streets
You choose which one is best
Which one will win and put other to rest
A gentleman classifies me
But which one would yoh rather be
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 12:30 PM UTC
A devoting father will all struggles
working 12 hour shifts without a juggle
Sacrifices all his time
just to work and earn a dime
Never a thanks or a smile
nobody thinks of all the miles and miles
The entire time he walks to hike
with all the sweat it brings to strikes
His put everyday to work under pressure
working 3-4 jobs to earn a little amount of treasure
His ungreatful children brings unwanted tears
nobody can hear his silent fears
Nothing will ever be enough and he knows
but he tries his best not to show
He sits and pray behind the closed door
hearing his family screams and he cries more
His outstanding performance of hard work bloodshot eyes
completely wasted on his family disgusts of lies
Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 7:27 AM UTC
They say be happy about the days God give you to live to experience another breath and all the humanly things that makes a person human. But I can't stress it enough on how ungreatful I am to even be alive and go through the things that makes me think. On a daily note I wake up with my own germs and the thought of aging simply for nothing. I once thought as you age things will get better though there would be minor setbacks; however life has taught me well to never underestimate. In my dreams I see my death as beautiful as ever some in which I'm hanging from the rope tied to the ceiling of my fan and some where I'm walking upstairs in my apartment to make it to the top of the world falling from the edge. When I awake I'm left to feel misery of another day. I've met God and the devil... They look like me just on the flip side they have power over what's to come in my unneeded life
By: Leory Santana dawn
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 12:31 AM UTC
The killing in the vein the killing insane and ungreatful plane...in plain sight the wheels it sight ... I. Fashion with ice u say Out oF SpIte... I said alright within and withdrew the knife... I withdrawn the might and the making kite... it's all up in the air and we shall rewrite... right ya wrong and wrong ya right... then the biG man standing in the RiGht...since the premonition and permission decide... case the ciphers and cyclones gripe...the old man chair found a pipe...vanishing and expanding and exhausting all measures...and #thejscenemovement
Keeping up with the JoNes...
Keeping up with oneness
Keep the lust of ironic
Hook on phone Phoenix
Mar 7, 2017
Mar 7, 2017 at 4:39 AM UTC
I'm done trying to please people and make them happy...'coz some people simply don't deserve it.Some people are so ungreatful..no matter how much you do for them,they feel it's never enough.They will always keep looking for an opportunity to criticize you.They will always keep finding faults in whatever you do.
They already have this pre-conceived feeling of hatred and jealousy towards you and nothing you do is gonna change that.So it's best to avoid such people and remove them from your mind.
Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
Sometimes it's easier to
Complain and sometimes
I do it outta habit and like
Love it can blind
So I decided to point out
All the things I got
Cause sometimes i cannot
But Unappreciative I'm not
For the beauty amidst the
Disaster the lining of silver
The people around me that
Stand as a pillar
To hold up all i juggle to
Make sure it dont fall
The blessings the people
The reasons I stand tall
The seemingly small
That I inadvertently take
For granted like its advantage
Was owed so I make
That ignorant mistake
The reason I write this
And admit it to urself that
We all can be like this
And my way to right this
Is to bring it to light
Cause I wish not to look
Ungreatful if I'm taken tonight
Cause for all that I might
Wish to get or that I had
Is a loss far less in comparison
To what I have
A sister mom and dad
Plus getting to be a dad
My car my apartment my
Friends and I'm glad
I have been so lucky cause
It's an honor to be
A part of there lives cause
Those special to me
Are worth more than anything
I feel I never possessed
Cause if u never recognize it
It's meaningless to even be blessed
So before all the stress
Starts to press again
And u hear me ***** about
All the things I intend
To have but don't pretend
That I said nothing at all
Cause frustration comes out
Of the mouth sounding small
And bitter, ungreateful
Greedy and whinny
But measured against the
Treasures I have it's tiny
And at the time it's hard to
See and hard to express
And deep down I do accept
That I have already been blessed
But we all wish to progress
No matter how much we have
And while doing so its easy
To forget things arnt so bad
So ill try to read this poem
Once a week to remind me
That I already got the greatest
Loved ones behind me
I already have all the things
Any person could ever need
I shouldn't need to be a slave
To finally appreciate bein free
I shouldn't have to be paraplegic
Or get my legs lost
To realize how lucky I am
That I can even walk
Cause not being blind terminally
Ill or constantly hungry
Doesn't mean I should forget
I could be but I have been lucky
And it can b hard to love me
But many still do
And it's sad that sometimes I
Forget in bad moods
That I am blessed I am lucky
I am chasing dreams and steady
So I tend to forget that fact
That I am living one already ......
May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC
Every person has their own set of problems.
Everyone at one point or another hits rock bottom.
So don't tell me.
That I'm not even considered a priority.
Don't say to my face.
That I'm an ungreatful waste of space.
Don't
Aug 7, 2016
Aug 7, 2016 at 10:16 PM UTC
I was once in the dark
I was once blue
I was once weak
I was once broken
I was once made at the world
I was once hurtful
I was once ungreatful
I was sad and last
I was always wrong about everything
I was once sleep to the world and confused
I was once unfaithful
But when I meet Jesus he show me the light he told me to read his word and then I did and I was not confused or last anymore
I am a saved woman I can walk the right path
I am a sweet person and I can smile at the world the pieces are coming together
I was
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 8:20 PM UTC