Jesse Tampa

Jesse Tampa Poems

I've been trying for about a month now
No one seems to want me somehow
Thirteen years of school for nothing?
I'd rather have a job or something
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Strewn along to believe the lies of the unjust
Put faith into the wrong accord, I have misplaced my trust
Through rusted pipes of lies there lay dead dreams below us
Never connecting webs together, they say I shouldn’t fuss
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Technology is what he sees as most important above all things
The phone it rings and oh it brings
Instant Depression
So what's the lesson?
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“Home, Sweet Home, ” what do those words mean to me?
The only home I’ve encountered, isn’t a mansion by the sea
It’s not a trailer with cheap cable TV
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19 years was too short a time for you to be with us
But you’re in a better place now cousin, In God We Trust

You’re up in Heaven above the clouds
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6.

I was laying there in my misery
She sped up and she said to me

I will destroy you, your essence will be gone
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My friends have forsaken me, I've been betrayed
Much to my disbelief, much to my dismay
What could I possibly have done to be hung up to dry?
They've washed me away, not a pigment in their eyes
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You came into my life on four twenty four
Before I had you with me it was hard to leave my door
You are with me and inside my system now
So there are no more questions of how
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Tomorrow is the day that I will dress up in red
Inside my head are thoughts of great dread
Sure for the past four years I've been going strong
Now lately I seem to barely be getting along
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So I tried and I tried and I tried
Seriously, I honestly tried 3 times
I asked them nicely, please give me a chance?
None doing.
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It begins with laughter
and it ends with tears
That's how it's been
the past few years
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12.

Here I am inside this building; I’ve been here a million times before
When I walk in they know exactly who I am, upon closing of the door
I know the seats, I know the doors
I know the counters, I know more
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13.

I wonder what other people dream about when they fall asleep
I would have no idea, because in their heads is where they keep
Their dreams, their goals, or hearts or souls
What keeps them alive and feeling whole
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Roses will bleed
Violets will cry
When you broke my heart
I wanted to die
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15.

Alone I sit here, scenic beauty
I feel special, in the moody
Empty desks around me, the smell of something new
Wishing it surrounds me, in hopes of empty too
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She loves another
My heart takes cover
Fearful I am
Of holding her hand
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As the moon vanishes and the night is taken away
I find the sun coming up giving birth to a new day

A brand new beginning to a fresh set time frame
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18.

I used to see you in commercials
I thought you weren't real
Now I see you before me
Your beauty I can plainly see
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19.

I can't stop thinking about you.
Love, I can't stop sleeping without you.

Love I cannot see breathing without you.
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Here I sit at the cornerstone of Writer’s Cube
My brain drained out by a suction tube
I have lost my ability to think straight
Gone is my power to articulate
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Jesse Tampa Biography

Most of the people that know me call me and know me by Jesse Tampa, so naturally that's my pen name. Why do I write poetry? It's what I do. I have a talent somewhere. I didn't teach myself to write. When I was in 3rd grade, I failed the F-CAT writes, and I'm pretty sure it was because I mentioned God in my essay. I got a 1.5 and almost had to do the 3rd grade all over again. If it wasn't for summer school, my eggs and bacon would have been toast! I went to summer school and I re-took the F-CAT writes after 3 weeks or so of being taught how to write a good essay. I was very happy that because of summer school I was able to pass and not fail 3rd grade. I took that test and I got a 3 on it. I passed 3rd grade and was able to continue on my path in life. My failure on the F-CAT writes is what inspired me and pushed me to be a better writer in the long run. To ask, 'Jesse, if you had passed that test the first time around, would being such a good writer be so important to you? ' The answer is no. If I had passed the first time, I wouldn't care so much about my writing. It is an emotional and sentimental thing. So now when I write, I want to make sure that it is the best it can possibly be, and if it isn't, I try to make it better. I strive to achieve and I have a need to succeed. My failure is what brought this out in me. I wasn't very big on poetry until 2004, and honestly most of my work is written. What I have posted so far is my latest and newest works, if I feel like it, I will type and post my works from 2004-2005. I stopped writing poetry religiously in 2006, and I didn't pick it back up again until now. May of 2007 being now. If you would like to know more about me, just ask. Here are the facts, I am Mexican-American, and I am very much about my heritage and my culture. I am proud of all of the hard work my parents have done in order to raise me and allow me to be what I have become today. Where do I get my inspiration from? I get my inspiration from life. Sometimes it's good, some times it is bad. I write about what I know though. Or I could also write about what I research or what I am told about. I think I am a pretty good writer. I hope to one day publish an entire book of my own original works. Perhaps this website can help me in doing so. If any publishers read and like my work, or if anyone passes my work along to anyone else and would like to contact me for publication purposes, my e-mail is jessequial@yahoo.com That is it for now.)

The Best Poem Of Jesse Tampa

I Need A Job

I've been trying for about a month now
No one seems to want me somehow
Thirteen years of school for nothing?
I'd rather have a job or something

I am becoming dispaired, upset, dis-repaired
Nobody wants to bring me in to a breathe of fresh air
I have applied at what seems like a thousand locations
They all tell me they've got nothing, to go on vacation

I need to be hired to make some cash flow
It would be nice to have a job so my pockets could grow
I'm starting to feel a little bit down
Staring at my shoes and looking for a sound

I find no positive answers, no one hires me
I have a high school diploma, was that a waste of a tree?
I have plenty of spare time to write my poetry
And let other people know about my life, they know it's me

I'm eager to start, I am eager to work, but I have encountered nothing but jerks.

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