Ambition Poems
"A bridge that leads nowhere."
by Dylan Wu Rong
Maybe it was too huge of a dream,
a fantasy that I desired deeply upon,
poured out my heart completely,
bare and naked for all the eyes to see.
and amidst those blinking pupils,
were those of beast never seen,
monsters that did things insane.
Yet, blinded by my desire, I was blind to the truth around.
The earth stopped me from moving, but I leaped across and went,
the wind held me back, yet I fought until the end,
......
Life
by Sihle Mjobo
Birth, life and death
The knowledge of this earth
Neither before nor after present
Following their select ascent
Part pursuing purpose
As sole intent
Part pursuing pleasure
Till life is spent
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A perfectly ordinary man
by Peter Quitadamo
In a story as old as time
A perfectly ordinary
Man
Wanted to be anything but.
Everyone knew he was perfectly ordinary.
He woke up each day in a perfectly ordinary
House.
He drove in a perfectly ordinary
Car
To his perfectly ordinary
......
Money
by Lily Isong
Money
money, the root of all evil,
who wants the root when you can have a couple branches
A shoulder to cry on should smell like mint
From blood and sweat we make this wealth
But character would keep the flow
A woman can have them all and a bit more
Streaks of poverty could be my woe
......
The Call to Wisdom
by Zach Ascot
Hollow knocking,
Skies that blur,
Calling for your attention,
Time to wake up.
A strange sense of peace upon you,
Where is your place in history?
Assess your existence,
Time grinds forwards,
Are you being left behind,
......
"A bridge that leads nowhere."
by Dylan Wu Rong
Maybe it was too huge of a dream,
a fantasy that I desired deeply upon,
poured out my heart completely,
bare and naked for all the eyes to see.
and amidst those blinking pupils,
were those of beast never seen,
monsters that did things insane.
Yet, blinded by my desire, I was blind to the truth around.
The earth stopped me from moving, but I leaped across and went,
the wind held me back, yet I fought until the end,
......
a hundred people
by Mishka M
i am a hundred people at once,
a poet, a painter, a dreamer—
and i can’t remember which one of them is mine.
each morning,
i wake up with a new ambition,
a new hope to be something different.
but by the time the sun sets,
i’ve forgotten what i wanted to be,
because there’s always something more
pulling me in a thousand directions.
......
A perfectly ordinary man
by Peter Quitadamo
In a story as old as time
A perfectly ordinary
Man
Wanted to be anything but.
Everyone knew he was perfectly ordinary.
He woke up each day in a perfectly ordinary
House.
He drove in a perfectly ordinary
Car
To his perfectly ordinary
......
The House of Fame
by Richard Randolph
I waited outside the House of Fame
as there was nothing else to do.
Then, when nearly all hope was loss,
an important woman noticed me there.
She took my hand and said I had promise
before disappearing into a well-lit hall.
Soon afterward, the large doors closed
and it was very dark, and I was cold.
But I could still hear the music playing
and see people on a moonlit balcony.
......
Money
by Lily Isong
Money
money, the root of all evil,
who wants the root when you can have a couple branches
A shoulder to cry on should smell like mint
From blood and sweat we make this wealth
But character would keep the flow
A woman can have them all and a bit more
Streaks of poverty could be my woe
......
