Submissions by KidQdeezie
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
ANGER POEM
Published
6th Aug 2015 1:42am
6th Aug 2015 1:42am
Frustration is my motivation
Lost my way tryna find a means. Hereafter chasing after worldly things...
Sacrificing Life for a better living. It's like I gotta sell my soul for enough provisions just to feed my wife and children!...
You say you understand what I'm saying but are you comprehending? Are you hearing me or are you really listening??...
Can you relate to what my hands translate for me. One-way ticket on a trip wit a suitcase packed fulla shit I can't take wit me... Hands raised knees on the floor "Dear Lord please! On ya scale make my deeds hold weight for me!"...
Teach...
Sacrificing Life for a better living. It's like I gotta sell my soul for enough provisions just to feed my wife and children!...
You say you understand what I'm saying but are you comprehending? Are you hearing me or are you really listening??...
Can you relate to what my hands translate for me. One-way ticket on a trip wit a suitcase packed fulla shit I can't take wit me... Hands raised knees on the floor "Dear Lord please! On ya scale make my deeds hold weight for me!"...
Teach...
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ANGER POEM
Published
26th Jan 2013 00:55am
26th Jan 2013 00:55am
Life
Lifetime of supervision blurrs my vision.
Startna lose focus.
Dreams turning into nightmares.
Escape startna seem hopeless.
Longing for Paradise, but it's like I'm destined for the Hellfire.
Suplications for my Lord to change my situation got me pulling all-nighters,
and for what, just to have my knees aching and my arms tired!???
They say you can't put a time limit on patience,
31 years and I'm still waiting...
And despite 3strikes means LIFE in deez streets wife and kids gotta eat so I'm still chasing.
Life...
Startna lose focus.
Dreams turning into nightmares.
Escape startna seem hopeless.
Longing for Paradise, but it's like I'm destined for the Hellfire.
Suplications for my Lord to change my situation got me pulling all-nighters,
and for what, just to have my knees aching and my arms tired!???
They say you can't put a time limit on patience,
31 years and I'm still waiting...
And despite 3strikes means LIFE in deez streets wife and kids gotta eat so I'm still chasing.
Life...
799 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Jan 2013 2:22am
16th Jan 2013 2:22am
Recognizing blessings in disguise
Thunder clapping, clouds rolling in, sky darkening . Storm must be moving in.
Feel death breathing down my neck again.
Second guessing if I'm ready for the Questioning.
Who is your Lord???
Who is the Prophet???
What religion were you practicing???
If death is promised to the living why do I squander all my blessings then???
Spending all my minutes sinning like I'm guarenteed
the next second in it???
And if "God knows whats in my heart" why is it not apparent in my actions then??? ...
Feel death breathing down my neck again.
Second guessing if I'm ready for the Questioning.
Who is your Lord???
Who is the Prophet???
What religion were you practicing???
If death is promised to the living why do I squander all my blessings then???
Spending all my minutes sinning like I'm guarenteed
the next second in it???
And if "God knows whats in my heart" why is it not apparent in my actions then??? ...
833 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Jan 2013 00:00am
12th Jan 2013 00:00am
It is what it is
Does the fact that I act like I cant understand how a grown ass man will slave for a minimum wage make me unthankful???
Or him working on a gig in which he still can't provide for his wife and kids make me ungrateful???
You think I wouldn't rather be a square then out here in these streets on angles!!!???
In these court rooms putting on shows for these assholes like my last name Jingles!!!
Well this is real life.
And in real life shit just aint that simple....
And I know if I'm patient God 'a change my situation.
But in the meantime I got kids...
Or him working on a gig in which he still can't provide for his wife and kids make me ungrateful???
You think I wouldn't rather be a square then out here in these streets on angles!!!???
In these court rooms putting on shows for these assholes like my last name Jingles!!!
Well this is real life.
And in real life shit just aint that simple....
And I know if I'm patient God 'a change my situation.
But in the meantime I got kids...
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Jan 2013 8:11pm
11th Jan 2013 8:11pm
My own worst enemy
Another morning I awaken head quaking from the stress again.
Different day but faced wit da same test again.
Feeling like I gotta take a score just to come out wit a fucking win!
And I know dat drinking to my fill dis weed and pills a be da end of me.
But da bullshit got me sick searching for a remedy.
Got dez assholes from Adult probation&parole for da next 20 some n years checking in on me.
Minimum wage slave for dis bread wit my wife and kids dat depend on me.
But I aint looking for ya sympathy.
Im a man so I'a bite da repercussions dat my own...
Different day but faced wit da same test again.
Feeling like I gotta take a score just to come out wit a fucking win!
And I know dat drinking to my fill dis weed and pills a be da end of me.
But da bullshit got me sick searching for a remedy.
Got dez assholes from Adult probation&parole for da next 20 some n years checking in on me.
Minimum wage slave for dis bread wit my wife and kids dat depend on me.
But I aint looking for ya sympathy.
Im a man so I'a bite da repercussions dat my own...
751 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Jan 2013 1:16pm
11th Jan 2013 1:16pm
When I die
When I die tell my girls that I miss them and love them,
that every second of my life I was thinking of them.
My son, tell him to hold it down, that he's the man now,
To use my life mistakes as a lesson.
I only pray the seeds that I planted in them blossom into blessings.
My time has passed, her only boy is gone,
but it was all decreed,
So tell my mom that there's no need to hold on and get to asking questions.
My wife, tell her that this is life.
When pages turn we move on to another chapter,
To hold her head, and that I'm here,...
that every second of my life I was thinking of them.
My son, tell him to hold it down, that he's the man now,
To use my life mistakes as a lesson.
I only pray the seeds that I planted in them blossom into blessings.
My time has passed, her only boy is gone,
but it was all decreed,
So tell my mom that there's no need to hold on and get to asking questions.
My wife, tell her that this is life.
When pages turn we move on to another chapter,
To hold her head, and that I'm here,...
866 reads
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