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THE TIME YOU'VE LIVED

RSena
Sena
Thought Provoker
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Joined 13th May 2011
Forum Posts: 309

Poetry Contest

Imagine in a poem
write in a poem of your period, what you've lived, ex:

IMAGINE YOU ARE TALKING TO YOUR SON. TALK ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED IN YOUR TIME (in the past), WHILE YOU WERE GROWING UP, LIKE, THE FIRST BLACK BLACK AS PRESIDENT, THINGS THAT IMPACT THE WORLD, LIKE MY SON, I LIVED WHEN NO BLACK MAN COULD SEAT IN WHITE TABLE, (IF YOU LIVED THAT TIME OR STILL) EVERY THING IS PAST. LIKE I LIVED THE HAVING THE BEST AND SMARTER PRESIDENT IN THE UNITE STATE, bush.

two per poet.
make it interesting, first.
rhyme if you can.
be smart, don't come with stupid shit, but it can be funny, better for you. good luck.

SENA

poet Anonymous

Sorry for the comment here but couldn't help myself. Your not talking of Jr. are you? If not neither one was very intelligent. Have you seen Fahrenheit 9/1`1? I wish to believe you were being sarcastic. Again,sorry for the intrusion.

poet Anonymous

“To Get By, I Try Too”
http://melanietoye.files.wordpress.com/2012/05/people.jpg
I had traveling bones
in my short life me Son.
Lived from sea to shining sea,
and down Caribbean way.
Always worked my way from
the bottom to the top.
I felt the magic of the sun
wearing white skin,
imagining buffalo soldiers
with one love.
But, the sick
system managed
to kill all my idols.
From Lennon to Marley,
a few others as well
as the Dharma Bum,
Kerouac whacked himself,
I still blame them for the sin.
Mr. Obama gave them
a heart attack at the top.
Strange, how
people say he’s black, but
he’s half white, too.
Why they forget makes me blue.
I don’t see color, just
a world of human races,
mixed and pure faces
struggling to get by,
I try too.

RSena
Sena
Thought Provoker
United States 5awards
Joined 13th May 2011
Forum Posts: 309

[quote-155782-malfman]Sorry for the comment here but couldn't help myself. Your not talking of Jr. are you? If not neither one was very intelligent. Have you seen Fahrenheit 9/1`1? I wish to believe you were being sarcastic. Again,sorry for the intrusion.[/quote

Sarcastic. believe me, neither one of then i have respect for.
SENA

poet Anonymous

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Kou_Indigo
Kara L. Pythiana-Ashton
Tyrant of Words
United States 68awards
Joined 15th Sep 2011
Forum Posts: 2784

- The Telling -
A Telling of Myself and the Times I Live In

Child, come hither and hear this telling of mine,
From my birth as Disco was fading from time…
And my childhood when Metal Gods serenaded!
I would have you know much, and not be jaded.
From the hour of my birth, I felt I was a woman,
And so I became, though some did condemn…
My right to exist, even as freedom they lacked!
For my lifestyle and beliefs, I was even attacked.
But I overcame much, and crusaded for a cause,
Many accolades were mine, and some applause.
Penning poetry and creating art, my soul to show!
I had much to teach of joy, and even of sorrow…
Societies and orders I joined, of secrets learning,
Though nothing could quench a fire I felt burning.
I longed for love, and found a world of suffering,
From lovers who I thought would, my joy, bring.
In the end I found the joy I sought within myself,
And when I do find love, it will hold great wealth.
Not of monetary value, for economic times hard,
Came about in my lifetime, unsung of by any bard.
Rather love is something eternal, shining brightly,
Like the evening stars that shall come out nightly!
My birth was foretold and my mother frightened,
For the era I was born in was hardly enlightened.
She feared I was some demon-goddess incarnate,
Mayhap she was correct, and so here I do relate:
Things as only a goddess can behold and remark.
So give ear to my words, and of my voice so hark!
I saw my hometown many times draw near to ruin,
But the people bettered themselves, found within…
Some sort of courage I thought that they did lack,
And every time it brought better life teeming back.
Life is a cycle, child, and there is much to discover,
If you live it to the fullest, and are of joy, a lover!
Many in my generation were lonely, some shallow,
But I was not like them, for my spirit is not hollow.
Lady Gaga gave me courage; I was born this way,
Madonna’s words were like a prayer some pray…
I was different from the hour that I was conceived.
And I am content in this, and for all I so achieved!

This too I would have you learn, and so I teach,
I am a fallen angel though not come to preach…
But bound in flesh, and made to live many lives.
Understanding, I found, as my soul ever strives!
More than the woman you see before you here,
I am beyond the sum of my being, drawn near…
To glories and perditions, as was my generation!
We rocked and ruled, rebelled with celebration.
Blasting our music until our parents went insane,
They hated us for it, and the Devil tried to blame.
No sympathy for the fallen, nor accepting well…
That some souls burn hotter than fires from Hell!
Religion was not for me, as mankind creates it,
And so I crafted my own, and did as I saw fit…
Embracing: a spirituality that mankind cast aside.
Times change fast, but in my faith I ever abide…
For angels and goddesses keep me on my path,
Keeping my heart graceful and easing old wrath.
Many wars I saw in my lifetime, none for glory…
For oil, and for lies, leaders telling a false story!
Inept fools gave way to wiser leaders in the end,
But no leader could change, what war did rend.
When the towers fell, madness drove madness…
Whole nations were broken by hate and sadness.
I wept at the destruction I saw and that I heard…
For gone was wisdom, departed peaceful word,
Unspoken when sick torture replaced diplomacy.
Where had gone, true wisdom, or man’s dignity?
The one who perpetrated this lost all his power,
But his evil haunted our nation, to the final hour…
When a man who was far different took the oath.
Dark of skin, bright of spirit, light and dark both!
He leads us still as I pen this, a much better man,
Who ended a great evil that hid in a distant land!
But even so the future is not written upon stone…
And when I look to the future, I fear being alone.
In this world, thoughts can fly free in an instant…
Yet people are lonely, from an adult to an infant.
Machines get faster, evolution catches up swift…
And some are left behind, like rocks in the drift.

Was it easier in my teens, when life seemed fast?
I lived it so hard, and now it is gone to the past.
Old friends drifted apart, old pains that break…
Could not best me, but much from me, did take.
Time has healed many of the wounds rendered,
And my spirit is strong, for I never surrendered.
I am a warrior queen, and this too is my legacy:
All that I am and all I have witnessed of history!
Religious scandals, rocked the nation’s belief…
Some hoped the end, would ease of their grief.
But when no end came, as fools had foretold…
Life went on in the world that you now behold.
Some have called me a witch, and a sorceress,
But such as I did not cause humanity’s distress!
Fear and power, and greed were man’s bane…
When you grasp for too much, you never gain.
Such was society, until to the cliff they soared,
Those times were uncertain, of hollow accord.
But, all things change, for chaos is its’ nature…
This universe we live in, grown so very mature.
When you come of age, child, you will recall…
These words I have shared, of what did befall.
They made movies about wars in the stars, magic,
But wars are not like that; instead they are tragic.
From Vietnam to the Gulf, to distant Afghanistan!
War scars victims and victors, regardless of plan.
Whether fought in Bosnia or in your back yard…
Some battles are personal, and life can be hard.
Women today are warriors, as such we must be!
I embrace that role with joy, for it is my destiny.
Whether you are a boy or a girl, be your best…
Let nothing hold you back, and know life’s zest.
All of us are the future, all generations to come,
And all gone past, whether unborn or undone…
All are part of a greater whole, a turning wheel.
All, the universe is yours, if you let yourself feel!
Do not close yourself to all of life’s possibilities,
For when you cling to joy, you know infinities…
Of miracles and madness, but never aught dull.
When destiny calls you, do not resist its’ pull!

RSena
Sena
Thought Provoker
United States 5awards
Joined 13th May 2011
Forum Posts: 309

Strider said:“To Get By, I Try Too”

I had traveling bones
in my short life me Son.
Lived from sea to shining sea,
and down Caribbean way.
Always worked my way from
the bottom to the top.
I felt the magic of the sun
wearing white skin,
imagining buffalo soldiers
with one love.
But, the sick
system managed
to kill all my idols.
From Lennon to Marley,
a few others as well
as the Dharma Bum,
Kerouac whacked himself,
I still blame them for the sin.
Mr. Obama gave them
a heart attack at the top.
Strange, how
people say he’s black, but
he’s half white, too.
Why they forget makes me blue.
I don’t see color, just
a world of human races,
mixed and pure faces
struggling to get by,
I try too.


VERY STRONG.
REALLY

RSena
Sena
Thought Provoker
United States 5awards
Joined 13th May 2011
Forum Posts: 309

Kou_Indigo said:- The Telling -
A Telling of Myself and the Times I Live In

Child, come hither and hear this telling of mine,
From my birth as Disco was fading from time…
And my childhood when Metal Gods serenaded!
I would have you know much, and not be jaded.
From the hour of my birth, I felt I was a woman,
And so I became, though some did condemn…
My right to exist, even as freedom they lacked!
For my lifestyle and beliefs, I was even attacked.
But I overcame much, and crusaded for a cause,
Many accolades were mine, and some applause.
Penning poetry and creating art, my soul to show!
I had much to teach of joy, and even of sorrow…
Societies and orders I joined, of secrets learning,
Though nothing could quench a fire I felt burning.
I longed for love, and found a world of suffering,
From lovers who I thought would, my joy, bring.
In the end I found the joy I sought within myself,
And when I do find love, it will hold great wealth.
Not of monetary value, for economic times hard,
Came about in my lifetime, unsung of by any bard.
Rather love is something eternal, shining brightly,
Like the evening stars that shall come out nightly!
My birth was foretold and my mother frightened,
For the era I was born in was hardly enlightened.
She feared I was some demon-goddess incarnate,
Mayhap she was correct, and so here I do relate:
Things as only a goddess can behold and remark.
So give ear to my words, and of my voice so hark!
I saw my hometown many times draw near to ruin,
But the people bettered themselves, found within…
Some sort of courage I thought that they did lack,
And every time it brought better life teeming back.
Life is a cycle, child, and there is much to discover,
If you live it to the fullest, and are of joy, a lover!
Many in my generation were lonely, some shallow,
But I was not like them, for my spirit is not hollow.
Lady Gaga gave me courage; I was born this way,
Madonna’s words were like a prayer some pray…
I was different from the hour that I was conceived.
And I am content in this, and for all I so achieved!

This too I would have you learn, and so I teach,
I am a fallen angel though not come to preach…
But bound in flesh, and made to live many lives.
Understanding, I found, as my soul ever strives!
More than the woman you see before you here,
I am beyond the sum of my being, drawn near…
To glories and perditions, as was my generation!
We rocked and ruled, rebelled with celebration.
Blasting our music until our parents went insane,
They hated us for it, and the Devil tried to blame.
No sympathy for the fallen, nor accepting well…
That some souls burn hotter than fires from Hell!
Religion was not for me, as mankind creates it,
And so I crafted my own, and did as I saw fit…
Embracing: a spirituality that mankind cast aside.
Times change fast, but in my faith I ever abide…
For angels and goddesses keep me on my path,
Keeping my heart graceful and easing old wrath.
Many wars I saw in my lifetime, none for glory…
For oil, and for lies, leaders telling a false story!
Inept fools gave way to wiser leaders in the end,
But no leader could change, what war did rend.
When the towers fell, madness drove madness…
Whole nations were broken by hate and sadness.
I wept at the destruction I saw and that I heard…
For gone was wisdom, departed peaceful word,
Unspoken when sick torture replaced diplomacy.
Where had gone, true wisdom, or man’s dignity?
The one who perpetrated this lost all his power,
But his evil haunted our nation, to the final hour…
When a man who was far different took the oath.
Dark of skin, bright of spirit, light and dark both!
He leads us still as I pen this, a much better man,
Who ended a great evil that hid in a distant land!
But even so the future is not written upon stone…
And when I look to the future, I fear being alone.
In this world, thoughts can fly free in an instant…
Yet people are lonely, from an adult to an infant.
Machines get faster, evolution catches up swift…
And some are left behind, like rocks in the drift.

Was it easier in my teens, when life seemed fast?
I lived it so hard, and now it is gone to the past.
Old friends drifted apart, old pains that break…
Could not best me, but much from me, did take.
Time has healed many of the wounds rendered,
And my spirit is strong, for I never surrendered.
I am a warrior queen, and this too is my legacy:
All that I am and all I have witnessed of history!
Religious scandals, rocked the nation’s belief…
Some hoped the end, would ease of their grief.
But when no end came, as fools had foretold…
Life went on in the world that you now behold.
Some have called me a witch, and a sorceress,
But such as I did not cause humanity’s distress!
Fear and power, and greed were man’s bane…
When you grasp for too much, you never gain.
Such was society, until to the cliff they soared,
Those times were uncertain, of hollow accord.
But, all things change, for chaos is its’ nature…
This universe we live in, grown so very mature.
When you come of age, child, you will recall…
These words I have shared, of what did befall.
They made movies about wars in the stars, magic,
But wars are not like that; instead they are tragic.
From Vietnam to the Gulf, to distant Afghanistan!
War scars victims and victors, regardless of plan.
Whether fought in Bosnia or in your back yard…
Some battles are personal, and life can be hard.
Women today are warriors, as such we must be!
I embrace that role with joy, for it is my destiny.
Whether you are a boy or a girl, be your best…
Let nothing hold you back, and know life’s zest.
All of us are the future, all generations to come,
And all gone past, whether unborn or undone…
All are part of a greater whole, a turning wheel.
All, the universe is yours, if you let yourself feel!
Do not close yourself to all of life’s possibilities,
For when you cling to joy, you know infinities…
Of miracles and madness, but never aught dull.
When destiny calls you, do not resist its’ pull!


IM HALF WAY READING YOUR POEM, REALLY INTERESTING. REALLY.

SENA

VengefulKisses
Jodi Smith
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 10th Nov 2012
Forum Posts: 71

People have always cried wolf
December 21 2012
Nothing changed, as I knew it wouldn't

Ignorance was their curse
if only that would end
The real problem had been self pity

Washed up singers and pointless comebacks
Drugs and sex was like fossil fuel

And loved lived only in fairytales

poet Anonymous

WOUNDED PEOPLE

Let us care for our wounded
 
Even if we are wounded ourselves
 
For nobody goes through life
 
Without enduring a small piece of hell
 
We are the wounded healers
 
We are the invisible few
 
We blend right in
 
 
Who is that man, alone in the cold?
 
Once he was born, had a family
 
Then was not able to function
 
A cast-off from society
 
Did he leave
 
Or was he thrown out?
 
It does not matter
 
If you doubt
 
Just help him
 
In any way
 
 
Patterns of crumbling
 
Social order
 
More unemployed
 
More go under
 
Do not ask why
 
Do not shy away
 
There, but for
 
The grace
 
Go you
 
 
I saw a human
 
Not a "thing"
 
Humans need love
 
Food, shelter, clothing
 
Not your loathing
 
For an angel
 
Or a prophet
 
May they be
 
Judging you
 
Judging me
 
 
My angelic messenger
 
Told me about you
 
He said that it was not an accident
 
Of birth
 
To be born
 
On this auspicious day
 
Your people await
 
To lead them
 
To the promised land
 
For here
 
They are only punished
 
For what they cannot change
 
Who you are
 
What you will remain.
 

Kou_Indigo
Kara L. Pythiana-Ashton
Tyrant of Words
United States 68awards
Joined 15th Sep 2011
Forum Posts: 2784

RSena said:[quote-156013-Kou_Indigo]- The Telling -
A Telling of Myself and the Times I Live In

Child, come hither and hear this telling of mine,
From my birth as Disco was fading from time…
And my childhood when Metal Gods serenaded!
I would have you know much, and not be jaded.
From the hour of my birth, I felt I was a woman,
And so I became, though some did condemn…
My right to exist, even as freedom they lacked!
For my lifestyle and beliefs, I was even attacked.
But I overcame much, and crusaded for a cause,
Many accolades were mine, and some applause.
Penning poetry and creating art, my soul to show!
I had much to teach of joy, and even of sorrow…
Societies and orders I joined, of secrets learning,
Though nothing could quench a fire I felt burning.
I longed for love, and found a world of suffering,
From lovers who I thought would, my joy, bring.
In the end I found the joy I sought within myself,
And when I do find love, it will hold great wealth.
Not of monetary value, for economic times hard,
Came about in my lifetime, unsung of by any bard.
Rather love is something eternal, shining brightly,
Like the evening stars that shall come out nightly!
My birth was foretold and my mother frightened,
For the era I was born in was hardly enlightened.
She feared I was some demon-goddess incarnate,
Mayhap she was correct, and so here I do relate:
Things as only a goddess can behold and remark.
So give ear to my words, and of my voice so hark!
I saw my hometown many times draw near to ruin,
But the people bettered themselves, found within…
Some sort of courage I thought that they did lack,
And every time it brought better life teeming back.
Life is a cycle, child, and there is much to discover,
If you live it to the fullest, and are of joy, a lover!
Many in my generation were lonely, some shallow,
But I was not like them, for my spirit is not hollow.
Lady Gaga gave me courage; I was born this way,
Madonna’s words were like a prayer some pray…
I was different from the hour that I was conceived.
And I am content in this, and for all I so achieved!

This too I would have you learn, and so I teach,
I am a fallen angel though not come to preach…
But bound in flesh, and made to live many lives.
Understanding, I found, as my soul ever strives!
More than the woman you see before you here,
I am beyond the sum of my being, drawn near…
To glories and perditions, as was my generation!
We rocked and ruled, rebelled with celebration.
Blasting our music until our parents went insane,
They hated us for it, and the Devil tried to blame.
No sympathy for the fallen, nor accepting well…
That some souls burn hotter than fires from Hell!
Religion was not for me, as mankind creates it,
And so I crafted my own, and did as I saw fit…
Embracing: a spirituality that mankind cast aside.
Times change fast, but in my faith I ever abide…
For angels and goddesses keep me on my path,
Keeping my heart graceful and easing old wrath.
Many wars I saw in my lifetime, none for glory…
For oil, and for lies, leaders telling a false story!
Inept fools gave way to wiser leaders in the end,
But no leader could change, what war did rend.
When the towers fell, madness drove madness…
Whole nations were broken by hate and sadness.
I wept at the destruction I saw and that I heard…
For gone was wisdom, departed peaceful word,
Unspoken when sick torture replaced diplomacy.
Where had gone, true wisdom, or man’s dignity?
The one who perpetrated this lost all his power,
But his evil haunted our nation, to the final hour…
When a man who was far different took the oath.
Dark of skin, bright of spirit, light and dark both!
He leads us still as I pen this, a much better man,
Who ended a great evil that hid in a distant land!
But even so the future is not written upon stone…
And when I look to the future, I fear being alone.
In this world, thoughts can fly free in an instant…
Yet people are lonely, from an adult to an infant.
Machines get faster, evolution catches up swift…
And some are left behind, like rocks in the drift.

Was it easier in my teens, when life seemed fast?
I lived it so hard, and now it is gone to the past.
Old friends drifted apart, old pains that break…
Could not best me, but much from me, did take.
Time has healed many of the wounds rendered,
And my spirit is strong, for I never surrendered.
I am a warrior queen, and this too is my legacy:
All that I am and all I have witnessed of history!
Religious scandals, rocked the nation’s belief…
Some hoped the end, would ease of their grief.
But when no end came, as fools had foretold…
Life went on in the world that you now behold.
Some have called me a witch, and a sorceress,
But such as I did not cause humanity’s distress!
Fear and power, and greed were man’s bane…
When you grasp for too much, you never gain.
Such was society, until to the cliff they soared,
Those times were uncertain, of hollow accord.
But, all things change, for chaos is its’ nature…
This universe we live in, grown so very mature.
When you come of age, child, you will recall…
These words I have shared, of what did befall.
They made movies about wars in the stars, magic,
But wars are not like that; instead they are tragic.
From Vietnam to the Gulf, to distant Afghanistan!
War scars victims and victors, regardless of plan.
Whether fought in Bosnia or in your back yard…
Some battles are personal, and life can be hard.
Women today are warriors, as such we must be!
I embrace that role with joy, for it is my destiny.
Whether you are a boy or a girl, be your best…
Let nothing hold you back, and know life’s zest.
All of us are the future, all generations to come,
And all gone past, whether unborn or undone…
All are part of a greater whole, a turning wheel.
All, the universe is yours, if you let yourself feel!
Do not close yourself to all of life’s possibilities,
For when you cling to joy, you know infinities…
Of miracles and madness, but never aught dull.
When destiny calls you, do not resist its’ pull!


IM HALF WAY READING YOUR POEM, REALLY INTERESTING. REALLY.

SENA[/quote]

I'm glad you find it so, Sena! It was a pleasure to share it.

RSena
Sena
Thought Provoker
United States 5awards
Joined 13th May 2011
Forum Posts: 309

guys, i really like all the story, but Jessica, followed thee rule totally. i dont long peoms, but, she kept me in the story. thanks jessica.
SENA

poet Anonymous

Congratulations to the winner and Happy New Year to All!!!

Strider

Kou_Indigo
Kara L. Pythiana-Ashton
Tyrant of Words
United States 68awards
Joined 15th Sep 2011
Forum Posts: 2784

Happy New Year everyone!

I feel very honored to have been picked as the winner too.

A good night thus far, and a great start to a brand new year.

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