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Jim Yerman What If... As you watch the world unfold around us edge closer and closer to the cliff A host of questions come to mind all beginning with, ‘What if...' What if we didn't think of one another as foe or enemy What if, instead of fighting one another we fought together to be free What if we hugged and kissed one another, like family members do What if we danced and played together no matter what our views. What if we sat and talked and walked and consoled each other's tears What if we listened to one another and shared our laughter and our fears. What if we realized everyone is beautiful, every sister, every brother What if we finally understood how we complemented one another. What if we don't do anything and the world as we know it falls off that cliff As we're falling to our doom will we wonder then...what if... Jim Yerman's Other Poems Topic(s): life Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Comments about this poem (What If... by Jim Yerman ) Top Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Still I Rise Maya Angelou Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe If Rudyard Kipling Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Robert Frost I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings Maya Angelou A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe PoemHunter.com Updates Haven't you entered a poetry contest yet? Check out our list Great Poems and Quotes Everyday on our Facebook page. The Poetry Archive of Emily Dickinson Share your writing tips on 'Writing Poetry' forum page New Poems - See if I care, Mark Heathcote - Wishes Granted, Bill Cantrell - Killer instinct mind, Mark Heathcote - Book Condition: (Fairest of the) Fair, mary douglas - It's The Fairy Queen Out Of Sight In Pal.., mary douglas - *VII*- To Love, Leslie Guylee Cron - Every Man Remembered!, Denis Martindale - White Frosted Cake Viewed At Ages 6 and 7, mary douglas - Imprimatura, mary douglas - What Catfish Is For - Meditation In Caro.., Warren Falcon
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Brandy Avery ~ Mothúcháin Fíor Faoin Saol ~ - Poem by Brandy Avery Leis an oíche Tugann an lá. Tá sraith nua de imní agus scares. Is féidir aon duine a bhfuil mé liom a rá mo deora. Losctha tú do Sting seo caite. Nach bhfuil a bheith brónach agus gruama rud gur deas. Leat a tharraingt ar mo chúl ort sa DIRT. Tá sé deacair a chreidiúint nach mian leat a fheiceáil mo ghortú. Do focail a thabhairt ar mo chroí agus anam síos. Tá sé am, Tá mé ag déanamh, agus beidh a thuilleadh frown mé. Ní mór dom a bheith ard agus láidir. Toisc go bhfuil tú féin agus do chuid focal mícheart. An-deacair a chreidiúint nach féidir leat a fheiceáil. Nuair a cad a dhéanann tú agus a rá go nimhneach dom. An mothú nach féidir liom a cheilt. Is gá dom a insint duit cad is dóigh liom taobh istigh. Mo cheann agus croí ag insint dom dul. Is dóigh liom go bhfuil sé seo rud éigin mór duit a fhios. Tá mé fallin as ngrá leat. Do mo chroí mór dom a bheith fíor. Ní mór dúinn deireadh a dom agus tú. Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about ~ Mothúcháin Fíor Faoin Saol ~ by Brandy Avery Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Brandy Avery's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe