Poetic Justice Page #3

Collection of love, life struggle, inspirational and motivational poems written by Matt Starking

• Poetry

								

So you cant put me in a cage
Being stronger and richer
Do not make me smaller
Cherish love
For love is
Superior and greater
Do not make me inferior
Be real with me
For that is forever


















Beauty

Beauty, beauty
I love beauty
For beauty is cleanliness
And cleanliness is godliness
Beauty is healthiness
It is satisfaction
So take action
Love beauty
For this is reality
Beauty is the light
Brightening your corner
She is superior
Beauty is forever
She looks too good
Tasty like a good food
There goes beauty
Every one want beauty
Beauty here, beauty there
Beauty, beauty every where



























Best Wishes

May you live forever
Live free and happy
Be successful
And your glass never empty

May your house
Be filled with light
And no war to fight
Only if you do things right

May you find favor
In his sight
And your corner
Will be bright

 







Birthday Wishes

Happy birthday
I wish you a happy birthday May you live to be
Seven hundred and seventy
May you never see poverty
May you live to enjoy prosperity
May you live to see
Your heart desire
May your establishment exist forever
Like an ever burning fire
May you live peaceful
And your life will be beautiful
Like a heavenly flower

 








Capricorn

a great team leader a conductor of an orchestra a composer; composing the future a perfect creator; creating nature
a protagonist in character

 












Change

                                                   hear my divine message
for I speak in an immortal  language
get up and pack up your baggage
leave the old life behind
and turn a new page

 








City Of Sin

A City of sin
When will thou go clean
A foolish society
In an archaic city
Full of vanity
A city without conscience
Full of violence
Greediness and selfishness
Why should there be a city
Without justice and fairness
The rich over the poor
Blood do they devour
Life becomes sore
Her daughters are whore
How can there exist
Such a city
If  goodness is banish
Then we are all finish
Why  won't they perish
In this city they cherish




















Conspiracy

Things are not the way it should be
Something is cooking
And it smells like conspiracy
Why are all these happening to me
The people am trying to save
Are the people who are trying to destroy me
I don't understand; why me
People who were conceived in vanity
And grew in mental slavery
For setting the people free
They created falsehood
In other to prosecute me
I am force to hide
By the terrible tide
For being on the lords side
They wasted their time to see my down fall
But seven times will I fall
Seven times will I stand tall





























Conspiracy II

I was forced to leave my country because they did not want to see me live what I call my destiny for they hated me cruelly over the gift nature gave me they gave me scorpions for my break fast and threw my glory into the dust they shot me in the heart and things fell apart this is why I had to depart but if the lord do not build the house the builder build in vain I have nothing to loose because we die to live again that on the mountains of death we can still hear
the sound of life again





























Dance To Your Own Tune

talk your own talk and walk your own walk create your own song and sing along for there is nothing wrong play your own tune and dance your own tune for a man who cannot think for himself is easily threw to the wind but  a house built on a rock cannot easily be moved the foolish mans pride makes him a greedy person so he causes treason but the wise lives for a reason the bravery of a man makes his enemies retreat so be on your feet and play your own beat for after all not every song
is so sweet















Destiny Decides

Destiny  decides
Don't  be  deceived
But destiny decides
You nailed me in the head
You short me in the heart
Ignoring all the fact
Let the clouds get fold
Keep secrete the truth
But the story is yet to be told
That a glory of a man
Is purer than gold
The old may refuse to reason
But a tree bearing fort fruit
Means it is in it season
What is happening
Is that which is to happen
For I am not my what I wear
And what I hear do not put me to fear 






Divine

Yours  is fortune
But mine is divine
Monkeys play on trees
and in the dirt plays the swine
the cat is a master to the mouse
but a pet in the house
for some are born to be
and others are born to see
I am not made of gold
but that which is forever
is what I behold
for the story will forever be told
you are made of the flesh
And I am made of the spirit
for the throne of god will I inherit
the world belongs to those who has the desire
to make it successful
for by them mankind
is always hopeful





















Do Good





I will live my life doing good
For I understand
The reason of doing good
So wither with or without a reward
I will live doing good
The only power over evil
Is to live doing good
I will live my life doing good
For goodness is love
Goodness will take you
Higher and above
Goodness is kindness
Goodness brings happiness
It opposes selfishness
Goodness is Godliness
So I will live my life doing good

 




Dooms Day

Many a times
I passed through trouble
Many a times
I passed through pain I was exploited
I was humiliated
I was condemned
I was consumed by mystery
My wings were taken
So I couldn't fly
All I eat all day was my cry
I asked myself why
And there came a voice saying
In your affliction
Will you learn right
In your oppression
Will you rise how to fight
The sun shines at day
And stars at night
Arise and see the light
After six comes seven
I passed through hell
Before I could see heaven
I did not know that my worries
Will lead me to my haven
Many times
I passed through trouble
Many a times
I passed through pain











Elegy

like a mysterious fly in my soup
a bad feeling I can't coop
stumbling upon my hope
casting the dark clouds upon my head
took away my daily bread
and inflicting me pain on my bed
a bad omen from a cursed bird
an evil tidings to change my great mood
for a violent victory will do me no good
and a bad soil can't grow me a flower
neither can the bad weather
a meal of poverty certainly taste bitter
antagonizing my destiny
for I am a captive yearning to be free
what the oppressor don't want to see
the abomination of a just course
is a sacrifice for the gods
a victim to the system
an unwanted rhythm
a hunted soul for the beast and a prey for its feast












Epitaph

even though here lies
my mortal body
am still here today
I am immortal
for the reward
of the righteous
is eternity

 

Escape From Hell

a day will come
when all my anguish
will totally vanish
and all my sadness
turn into happiness
free from the whips and chains
which feeds me with pains
far will I be
from the land of hatred and jealousy
from the life which inflict me with emotional agony
and cloths my path with tragedies and mysteries
lay me a bed of cruelty
but a day will come
when time will look at me with sympathy
And life will smile at me
for success will be my lover
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