My Humbled Truths Poem by Laquory Jones

My Humbled Truths



I'm struggling to get through the Ice so many things
That we as individuals have to sacrifice
Veterans understanding me right I'm holding insight
So much adrenaline about to ignite I can feel myself
Taking flight I feel my family waiting for the plight
So in my mind I'm like how can I persevere all awhile
Seeing everything clear Richie you've been on a tear
Lately its all been a blur Haters kicking up the dirt
Depression began to emerge the pain began to occur
It only means that I have to work that much harder
So I've been using my brain as a larder while speaking
With Ardor because they'll never be able to unmask
My uniqueness I will never be defeated

If I believe in myself take the cards that I'm dealt
Not everyone will be able to provide help so I have to
Latch onto inner depths of myself
Richie how deep are you planning to go in life
We reap what we sow enter the depths of my letter flow
Climb up the totem pole the only way up is vertical
Split words as if I'm performing surgery
Letting go of all my family the reason being is that
They were hindering me zapping out all my energy
Our love began diminishing hindered my path to
Success I didn't need their extra stress always more
Problems and never less not that I'm happy to confess

All that I'm giving you
Are my humbled truths
I've felt as if I'm the elephant
In the room feeling its impending doom
Waiting for the kaboom
I wish this stuff wasn't true
But in the end what can I do

I was in need of new life I knew I had to survive it was only
A matter of time that I needed to revive poetry as a whole
Poeticing my craft critics criticizing & laughed at my
Art everything began breaking apart people witnessed my
Whole debacle but it's through these times that I'm made
Stronger and that I'm bound to tackle so I'm reviving from
These ashes and aiming for the masses studied poetry in its
Vastness made it part of my madness my way of dealing with
Sadness the aptness of Richie I've felt poetry has always been
My passion I wouldn't ever know what to do in its absence
All I ever had was talent and a pipe dream stay vigilant no
Matter how hopeless your life might seem I believed if I
Worked toward it I could achieve and become the cream of
The crop beaming my way to the top aim for your dreams
And promise me that you'll never stop you too can be great
Don't let the world dictate what you can say and can't say
Because corporate will always get their share of the pay
Lately I've felt the climate change nothing will ever again be
The same and it's a shame so I pray every night and day

All that I'm giving you
Are my humbled truths
I've felt as if I'm the elephant
In the room feeling its impending doom
Waiting for the kaboom
I wish this stuff wasn't true
But in the end what can I do

11/05/2018

Monday, November 5, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life,inspirational
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 05 November 2018

Impending doom! ! Struggling through life! With the bloom of the truth; Able to overcome. Muse of life, To pray night and day. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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