choice
Learn more about other poetry terms
Sometimes moving forward means that you have to leave things behind.
You can't keep the things you have forever.
Your favorite person now, could be your enemy in the next few years
LET US RISE FROM THE FALL
In the beginning, on this brand new earth,
Before there was need of a new rebirth,
Adam and Eve in their innocence stood
Calls countries make
Are made by their people
Calls countries receive
Are received by the people
Yearning for a country transfixed or transformed
Hearts hold the wheel
Driving lanes within mortals insane
That is when I found you
I chose to hold you
They say our generation tries to grow up too fast
But we live in a world where we are to live to others’ expectations and grow up.
How does it feel?
Don't you wish you picked anything else?
Don't you wish for a brand new self?
For a price, just your life...
I can set you free
So What Is The Trick To NOT Being A... Misfit... ?!?
By This I Mean To Be A Seam...
That BINDS A Team Like Coffee Does CREAM... !!!
But DON'T Think That ... “ You're SLICK " ...
Now They STRESS That In Chess....
It's ESSENTIAL For You To Make The Right Move... !!!
Now It's Clear That I’m A... Creative Dude...
But I REFUSE To Choose To Let WILD Talk Loose... !!!
I Choose To Use Wordplay That’s Shrewd...
When It Comes To News That Fuels Our World View...
Well It Seems That The Truth...
Is That A LOT of Pursuits AREN'T REALLY That Cool... !!!
Like The Pursuit of WEALTH... ABOVE Mental Health... !!!
And The Pursuit of FAME To Have Yourself Placed...
I'm sitting here at war with myself.
Part of me is wondering what I bother for.
The other part is begging to heal.
But I can't determine which is real,
Or which entity I feed.
I know it's silly
...
i use to fall asleep
i would see your face
my eyelids would fill
with bright colors
and my nose would
breathe in your scent
and i would hold you close
How can there be love if there's no respect?
Just like there can't be respect without love. Before showing respect there should be
love. Love is reciprocal just like hypocrisy is reciprocal.
So Are You A... Risk TAKER... ?
Or One Who Plays... SAFER... ?
Than Those Whose Flavour Prefers MISBEHAVIOUR... !!?!!
The Reason I Ask Is Because It's QUITE A Task...
To Make Your Mark If Your Thing Is... ART... !!!
MAN I Sure Can Pick Em' ... !!!!!!
These ... CONFUSED Women ...
It's Like I'm DRAWN Somewhat Forlorn ...
Like A King That's PINNED On An Old Chess Board ...
THIS ONE Was TALL ... Waistline Small ...
Ya Know ....
There HAS TO BE A ... BETTER Way ... !!!
There HAS TO BE A ... BETTER Way ... !!!
There HAS TO BE A ..... BETTER WAY ... !!!!!
What You CHOOSE Can DAMAGE You ... !!!!!
So Choose WISELY And Make SMART Moves ... !!!
Before You Find Yourself In A BIND ...
That Leaves You TRAPPED With NO Backpack ... !!!
Listen Man … " What you waiting for ? " ...
A Housewife And Mother Who Acts Like A WHORE … !?!
Good Luck With That Man ... !!!
If You Find One Like THAT TRUST Me She's UNIQUE … !!!
Do You PREFER To Hear Words That Leave You ... " STIRRED " ...
Or Prefer To Hear Verse That's A Lil' PERVERSE ... !?!
I see her in the mirror. when im staring out a window into darkness.
In the surface of a lake.
She is my reflection.
Her name is destiny, and she holds my fate in her hands.
Yeah
Let me tell you something crazy
Things been shitty for me lately
You think just for me
Nah there a lot of us who hazy
You cant even for a second be lazy
Yeah that’s right, always busy guy
Not forced
Victory does not care
Your past struggles mean nothing
5 a.m sessions for the perfect application yet you may still fail
When I was young and less decisive
I could never make a decision to save my life
I would never express an opinion for fear that people will not like it
I'm good with children -- an axiom,
A loom that weaves tapestries of branching fates:
One depicts a teacher,
Another, a counselor,
A third, a nanny,
And all, a Mother.
Silence is the real menace
Cause it will weaponize our fear
And one day turn back around
To when my friends were all here
Billy went to fight in the war
And didn’t return the same
These demons always plague me,
They keep me in constant torment.
Where could the angels be?
They aren’t stopping my demons.
The demons only get riled,
Through that happy dream
Open this wide gray doorYell then step and screamWhat is this place all for?
Working 9 to 5 on minimum wage, until old age.
It's not about the money, honey.
You don't fell brave, just like a slave, but you gave until you entered a maze.
Confused and abused, you refuse to blow a fuse.
What do you want to do, they ask me?
I want to teach U.S History. I reply
Professor? They ask
No middle school
The world is crumbling.
Our views are being blinded.
People have become less in the eyes of others.
Everyday in the news you see politics, wars, laws...
Hate.
Life played basketball on the court outside my dorm
The birds sang brightly to welcome the sun, singing
In time with the even sound of the basketball on the
Ground.
Dear You (yes, YOU, reading this),
when they write us down in history, what is left to remember us by?
will it be the rumble of our cars passing by? spewing posionus gasses that will fill our infant's eyes.
My voice!
You heard me right.
Elections are coming.
I will vote to make my speech known.
My voice!
It was when you told me you loved me
that I really began to faulter
the words that came to my ears
from the mouth of my love
but instead
made my ears sting
A moment of anxiety
this is where your tightrope snaps
So you have a choice
To grab onto the rope and swing
try to climb yourself with up the edge with all you've got
bruise your knuckles on the rocks
Right and wrong is no longer definedBy a divided line Morality no longer exists in the human mindTruth has been overcome by compromise and lies
Petite fish in the sea,
little mermaid so lonely,
wallows in watery ennui.
Enough's enough and life is tough.
little mermaid suck it up.
devil says, here's my choice.
At Last
Once upon a time
There lived an average girl.
She was Asian and American.
She excelled in high school,
And didn’t care for school.
She made them proud, her parents.
Before I existed
She was
Dear to you and yours.
Then you found me
A new chapter of light in your life
Soon to be your wife.
She who was
Once opun a time...
Oh how cliche does that sound?
To a hero I must always be bound
I must always be the damsel in distress
For no one else can wear such a beautiful dress
I am a beauty for that I am sure
Under one nation
What is one nation
We fight a war for peace
Please
Its all an excuse
To hide from the truth
We are never satisfied
We live a life smothered in lies.
You can't miss heaven and hell at the same time,
You heart will always hold on to one.
Why not make the right choice,
and be righteous?
Take a look at Zacchaeus,
He once lived a life like yours,
Your tiny hands rap around my throat.
They reach and grope like hangman's rope
to break a neck already broke.
snap crack and smash these sinews
That hold my head up in the sky.
It’s tiring to wear a mask
Make sure it doesn’t crack
Make sure it doesn’t reveal the truth
Constant checking
Constant fear
And for every time we touched, It felt like New York was still and quiet; And Las Vegas had gone dark; Big Ben down in London stopped ticking;And the flow of Fallingwater seized; Venice stopped sinking, And Rom
Happiness is a choice
You have to make it
In order to be happy
You have to choose happy
In order to choose happy
You have to think happy
So many people in the world aren't choosing it
Pressure gets at everyone
So much to get going
Wheels turn fast in the mind
More and more getting crammed in
Spinning faster and faster
Until you break
And you fall
Speaking out is scary
When words become inexplicable
And the intangible void
Begins to tear,
A silent mourning
Comes to rest within
The heart
Except, suddenly, this silence
Is the only noise
I am a bird
I am free to fly wherever I want
But I choose to stay in my nest
There are people out there who's job is to hunt
But my nest is the best and I choose not to stray
I love my nest
I love the sky
I love outer space
I love you
And I love the human race
I hate society
I hate egos
I hate discrimination
And I hate the unknown
I hope society changes
I once stood for choices that colored me rad
But I learned the hard way an adrenaline high is only a fad
When you can live your life with millions of choices: a la carte
Oh, to be mad, what a wonderful thing
Oh, to hear, such sweet symphonies
Oh, to live, so joyful and free
Oh, to know, to understand, to see
Yet, to be mad, is held in poor light
"A fall from heights
A stray dog bite's
A single light
A slave girl's right's
None of these matter
If there's no happy ever after
But these thing we are
And these things we were
People will ask you:
"Why are you so sad all the time?"
People will stare at your wrists and wonder how you did that. How did you get those cuts? "The cat," you will say, "the cat did it."
You chose her, not me.
Cant you see why I'm not with glee?
I'm happy for you, but sad for me.
Was I the reason we couldn't be?
She has your heart.
But mine, you broke apart.
It's her you want not me.
What gives?
What takes?
What mends?
What breaks?
What heals?
What hurts?
What strips?
What girts?
What never dies?
What lives on?
What tells lies?
What are our songs?
Over the mountains
Across the seas
Through the tunnels
Under the trees
The wind blows here
All over the world
The voice is heard
The wind whispers
“Caution, Danger is near”
Running in a race is never fair,
When no matter how hard you try,
Being second is only the best you can be.
Comparing yourself to other:
The good, the bad, and then the worst
We are two different sides of the same soul
This I say to you, my friend
Lover’s Lane shall never end
When we are finally together again
And I’ll let you know one thing is true
I could not determine why
I continued to let my hopes and dreams die
Turns out...
Love is not a choice.
It is like falling asleep
Or floating gently
And landing in someone’s heart.
But love is also an action.
It is like learning to walk:
You start by crawling
Holding a vessel of emotion
I stood firm in my dilemma
Without a single thought in mind
I clutched the vessel
With a shivering hand
Wanting to crush it
To set the emotion
Free from the cells
My fear is not of material things
It's of a choice, and the ripples it beings
I'm so much more than a list of talents
Yet on them, my life hangs in the balance
The question is: who do I want to be
Each night
I lay awake
Waiting and waiting
To listen to that little voice.
It’s the voice
Of my heart,
In an indefinable world
Only able to transcribe
Sensations and experiences
Through words, sentences and phrases
A translation,
misread
Lead to schematics
Of life dynamics
Fingertips slide across my lips,
And joy floods to my soul.
Blood rushes to my skin,
I blush away,
I feel the sin.
Why on earth am I this way?
Yearning and burning
Fear is a source of vengenance
Powering all to ingnite in its glory
We are weak and fall frail
We allow this to overcome our thoughts
Making us into something we never even imagined.
Shoot her.
The you in the mirror
Or the you before the mirror.
One wears a malicious smile
The other tear-stained cheeks.
She taunts and dehumanizes
Fat.
Broken roads engulfed with rubble
A heart apiece, blind eyes focusing
Who can stand to face the trouble
The hearts that burn, spurned
Eager to face another day, wanting
You, at any one time, have a choice of
Good, and of course the Bad, and less recalled
Nothing. It is through ation by way of
intetnion that moves life. So it is in
You to shape your twin universes, the
Young
like a kid and wild
like a forest
i meet him and felt complete
for seven hundred thirty days
i felt alive
and loved.welcomed
we wasted time,
long talks on the phone,
Your like a ripple in the water-
Jou just brush agents my feet before fading away
Your scared to welcome it in lurk you use to-
You were hurt to much in to short a time
You've gone mad in grief
Primitive light envelopes the birch logs in heliotrope.
Autumn leaves adopt an auburn glint.
Crouched moon in the southern sky.
This is the place astronomers call
Shattering dawn -
voice mono toned, deaf to all ear.
unable to relent nor express deep fear
controlled by all sides of other people expressions
able to listen but unable to be heard
words struggle to escape the mind
Playing Peek-A-Boo through the bushes.
I see a daisy, a damsel in distress, I wonder to myself;
a flower that has never been caressed.
laid out
spread like butter
on the ground.
i'm melting.
yellow self bubbling
as i seep into the ground.
through eyes that barely see but
straight ahead,
Whats on your mind?
I alwyas ponder this question time to time.
We often wonder about our problems and what puts us in these binds.
I think of the same things, sometimes I wonder should i commit crimes?
Real life, real words, real truths, mean little to you.
You hide behind your paranoa,
You want the "best" for me yet
Your support of my dreams means nothing to you.
You ask me to subsitute what I want for myself
Darling, darling... open your ears and listen to these words you must hear
Stop puhing away the things you hold dear because of your fears
Oppression surrounds us, many don't value our opinion but they can't dictate our lives
What some may regard as nonsense may be wisdom to the ears others
Your voice is powerful and unique to you
"Why do you talk so white?"
Well sir, what do you mean?
I'm only talking the way I know how to speak,
are you sure I don't talk pink?
"But, why don't you talk black?"
What the fuck do you know about me?
What the fuck do you know?
Who the hell are you
To say? To choose
For me,
What you do see.
A skinny black kid?
You see A Pair of Glasses?
You see -
Buttons pop off seam by seamNo baby this is not a dream
Chest bearing chestHe is trying to make sure that is is the best
Belt unbuckles , pants hit the groundOh now you must know its going down
I will break away.
I will break away from the walls that hold me.
I will break away.
I will break away from the lies they've told me.
If I could change something
what would I do?
Would I make a new building
or create a zoo?
No I would change something more important
The life of a child
One who is unspoken
A Life Never Lived
I hear them quarrel
About my life
So cold and immorel
Words like a knife
The truth is ungloved
Let's take a look
Look up
Up away from that iridescent screen
Let the grey surroundings turn green like the trees
And yellow daffodils
Pink pansies
The blue ocean
Can you see it?
Skipping daintily on his merry little toes
The Pied Piper plays his tune.
And laughing happily as he goes
His eyes do glisten like the moon.
He beckons on with fiery force
Stand up and hear the cries
With anguish they cry,
With despair they suffer,
With hope they hold on,
Hear them cry.
In haven, she is broken,
They smile and waveI walk by and shy.They all look pretty,I feel ugly.They smile and laugh,i try to tag along too.I will try my best to smileand laugh
I'd make sure I had been heard.
I'd spit those words out so fast.
That they would have to stop and listen to me.
Because words are heard better.
When they aren't stumbling over each other.
Two lanes seperate
Left or Right?
Dream to think freely
Dream to make a statement
Which is true goal?
Many times I take left
Many times I choose wrong
It’s boring, it’s all boring.
That’s what I tell myself.
Then I remember a quote
from a source I never cared to research
that says
Only boring people get bored
A quaint platitude for the
Would you do it?
Kill a friend?
If you killed a child,
Would it end?
An elderly man
Wheelchair bound,
Would you knock him
To the ground?
What of a dog
Battered and beaten?
Forty days and forty nights
of detoxification hell
because God knows
to eat is a sin
worthy of the fall
of humanity.
For just as it is human
nature to sin because of Eve-
Forty days and forty nights
of detoxification hell
because God knows
to eat is a sin
worthy of the fall
of humanity.
For just as it is human
nature to sin because of Eve-
The birth of our nation, with colors red, blue and white
We will never forget, people willing to fight
Tyranny heald the people in chains
But heroes were born, fighting in snow or rain
Should I stay or should I go?
I have to make a choice
If I don’t, I’ll never know
Whether or not I’d enjoy my life
Why should I respect you?
When you feed me propaganda- I don’t react pleasantly.
Oh credit cards are the devil and fracking is great- REALLY?
ACCEPTANCE©
Glenn Johnson
Today longing burst into the blooming of acceptance.
For how many eons . . . into how many worlds
I’ve stood by my superiors like a soldier,
Standing up and sitting down at their command.
I’ve happily served them, even as I grew older,
As the hourglass sadly filled up with sand.
I'm starting to wonder
if it's your fault
or mine.
The fears of getting out
populate my mind.
You keep telling me things
giving me assignments, peojects, homework
and it's supposed to prepare me
Not every day do you see a place like this
Some call it a hole, others an abyss
It appears to be a gateway to Hell
Those who fall into it have a story to tell
Its a reality we all have to faceThese broken mirrors aren't just a phaseThe shattered bottles on the floorJust symbolize a closing doorGetting your shit together is hardAnd we all have to play our part
My life was short
My life was cruel.
Winston was my brother
But he hardly felt as one.
I never was a child
I never lived my life.
I was robbed of a past
I was robbed of a future.
This fog gives me a sweet sense of what is to come,
While the sun is hiding, ready to take its course.
I am ready, for my story has just begun.
Life is a perpetual cold.
It is said to cure it
"Do what you're told.
Don't stray from the norm,
or life will suck."
But I am not a sitting duck.
The status quo is getting old,
It’s always such a long fall from the top
The drop seems as if it would never end
Or give some sign as to when it might release you,
To relent.
I scoff at the absurdity of it all
Yet here I am,
“This is who I am.
I can’t change.”
I have killed choice.
I’ve given up.
I'm a slave to myself.
I’ve surrendered to gravity.
NO
Just because I was born that way
We were broken from the start
Ill made molds from our beginning
Bits and pieces of fears and failures
Make our chemical make-up
We will not bow
We are broken, not defeated
There she sat, trying to find her way.
To the left, sky blue
To the right, dark gray.
Turn and move in the direction you face.
These are the rules
Choose, with great haste.
The bubbly laugh of a baby boy,
A beautiful smile of a toddling two year old.
The innocence of a child is something we take for granted.
To think someone could decide to end the budding life within themselves..
I am drawn towards two different things,
a battle
of knowledge and heart,
in which I am losing.
The struggle of maintaining both only hurts.
But do I care if I am judged cruely?
What is black?
The dripping loneliness
Of ample emptiness
When your emotions withdraw
What is white?
The blinding heat
Which scalds, scorches, and sears
Through the vacancy
There is a certain blankness in your stare
one that is so deep, and true
It seems you're the only one who cares.
I'd like to say you're diffrent, but you're beyond that
hold me
don't let me go
hold me?
He is being consumed by fire
It is his decision to complete the fall
Determined good or evil by choice
His strength is in his willful power
He must go
Out into the open
Cursed by biology
Burdened by my family
Screwed by talk of teenage dreams
With the aid of government funding
I turned to drugstore chemistry
For results that I could read
Lo and behold the test agreed
Aborted...
It was all fun at first,
Every kiss, every touch.
Expressing your "love"
With kisses and such.
But he wanted more
And who were you to deny?
You gave into temptation
Life is short, they say
Live it to the fullest.
Life is a gift, they say
Treasure every minute.
No glance or furtive peek needed,
I already know.
They are me, all respiring to one united beat and breath--and we’ll die together at death.
He said I think we better head back
To that place we call paradise
He wrapped a sweater around her shoulders
Seeing how her arms were cold and bloodless.
School is out of my budget
But the rich love it
The poor hate it
Because I can't make it
The rich laugh at my struggle
While the poor support my hustle
I live within my means
The rain splashes down, seeping into the thirsty earth.
Cars swerve with tension as the drivers cringe in apprehension.
man you KNOW that ain’t your house on mtv cribs.
I bet you don't even watch mtv.
You and your girl each got like 3 kids,
and both ya’ll together made less than 3 hits.
I thought I knew the road and where it leads;
I came upon the fork and felt so sure,
Until the trees in shade began to tease;
My confidence was shook, I closed the door.
My heart is closed and locked, I am afraid;
In one minute
many things can happen
choices are made
deals are done
decisions are reached
and life changes irreparably
Coffee or Tea?
Well, what will it be,
Because the decision is left up to me.
My friend across the table ordered Tea.
And for him, Tea it will be.
But my decision is left up to me.
Rejected
Restricted
No.
Not anymore.
Their voices need to be heard, not ignored
No.
Not anymore.
They have suffered in silence
Never to be truly complete
Man and Wife?
Accepted
Inside me there's a life
I may not give
the chance
To live nor
To be a kid
Nor To grow big
I feel you baby
Mommy is here
Yet please my child
Understand
This world is evil
Don't take it away
don't let us regress
we've pushed that boulder up the mountain
and now
it's threatening to roll right back down
to crush us
to smother freedom.
(poems go here) No more games.
I need to know
Since we can't seem to figure it out,
I'm going slow my roll and speak out loud.
Situations pissing me off, how you tend to switch up,
No one here
No one there
No one anywhere
Shame has shown
Make it known
It starts at home
Fear came in
Life begins
We start again
No one here
No one there
No one anywhere
