L-iving in a world of vast
souls formed from
another voided world,
E-ntering thru portals
from their world to earth.
O-ozing spetacular smell
and wail when the chips
N-urtured from cradle to
entity with a new world
O-rganizes oneself for the
task ahead,passing thru
hurdles of life unabased
R-eaps the fruit of labor
with joy or heavy heart.
A-ge sets in,mission
accomplished or not will
dawn on the entity.
I-n retrospect,he thinks
about his childhood and
how life was to him.
L-iving in confidence or
shame,he bows his head
in victory or defeat.
O-nly the taste of time
will tell the durability of
V-oid of preference the
aim result bears the
foundation for his lineage.
E-njoyment or lack lies
with the works of the
man,for there is no food
for the slothful.
Y-oung ones,a stitch in
time saves nine,make
haste while the sun
O-iling your lamb always
like the ten virgins is the
key to success.
U-rging you to shun peer
pressure and focus on
the course marked out
for you by fate,so a
fulfilled life you shall live.
An acrostic for you
Copyright © Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu | Year Posted 2013
So sad the dream of this sweet girl,
With wings wide I soar and glide.
End the deep, dark sad dream,
Etched in my young mind!
Time just stands still -
Dark my soul,
October 11, 2015
Acrostic - Infinitian
For the contest, Infinite Infiniatians, sponsor, Charlotte Jade Pettifoot
Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2015
J ubilee’s song heightens; the bell is rung
A uld Lang Syne…fond memories we all keep,
N ever-ending the pour of chilled wine, that
U nsaid words of love spill on tinseled lights;
A s orchestral tunes greet this first of month
R eveling in dreams laced with snowdrop scent;
Y ounger the hearts...chanting newborn wishes!
Enter the BEST SHORT ACROSTIC POEMS
Andrea Dietrich's Contest
~ This is my birth month; carnation and Snowdrop
are symbolic flowers implying hope and beauty
12/ 22/ 2015
Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2015
HOUSE-a lovely place to share affection.
that is the root from where relation grows.
one day, a fine time it will become a tree.
a wonderful garden at the front and backside of house.
with colorful flowers at front
and sweet fruits and healthy vegetables at back.
a white stony pebbles way which,
leads to the garden park,
which is the place of peace.
a swing in the middle of garden,
keeps us thinking about the ups and downs of life.
house fully painted with white,
indicates the peace.
glassy windows which helps us to
watch the outside world, inside the house.
curtains,sofa,bed,etc., everything is of white
which always tells us to be peace
and to maintain silence and patience.
peace and patience will increase our love,
which makes our relation ship strong and more stronger.
and that's what is the aim of my dream house.
Copyright © lavanya ramamurthi | Year Posted 2014
THE MODERN DAY SOJOURNER TRUTH
Tired from the lack of work --------Trivial
Lazy, I am not.-------------------Search
Thinking about Non-Profit---------Self-Employment
Freelance Writing, Tutoring, Virtual Administrator, etc…---------Thumbtack
You can’t keep a real woman down.------------------Steadfast
Many aspirations I have.----------------------------------Praying
Gotta get up early in the morning.-----------------------------Mobile
To define my purpose----------------------------------------Harmonizing
To many negative thoughts------------------------------------Intune
To why I continue to be down---------------------------------- Enthused
This is not the measure I am in.------------------------------------Woman
I am just as strong as [any] man.----------------------------------Sojourner!
Form: Acrostic/End-Line Word
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014
Daring to hope a fantasy really can come true
All day long I dream of you
You are always in my thoughts
Dreaming peacefully in a world of my own
Reality isn’t everything we want in our life
Every daydream takes away our worry and strife
All encompassing thoughts we don’t ever need to share
My inner desires of which I am now aware
I have dreams I will probably never fulfill
No one can take these thoughts away
Go on and daydream – it could brighten up your day
2nd July 2014
~awarded 1st place~
Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014
Bleak and gloomy is this recurring dream
Long and raven falls my ebony hair
And dark and inky is the surreal unlit sky
Can I find my way out of this murky gloom, and
Keep the mournful, forlorn ghosts away
September 1, 2013
Written for the contest, I love Five!, Andrea Dietrich
Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2013
Dreams are a guide book, for our lives;
Revealing information, by which we can survive.
Every dreamer, I can name
Astrally travels to other planes.
Many folk find magical sensations;
Their dreams are really revelations.
Including instructions on mortal living;
Miraculous visitations and a soul are forgiving.
Even prophecy’s found in dreams, along with many story schemes.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2014
Seeking silence and fantasy
Only then am I set free
Love to float and find dreams
In sweet rhapsody
To drift deeply
October 10, 2015
Note: Eft - adverb meaning again
Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2015
Everything was green and lush as I walked the hiking path,
little did I know that soon I would be hopelessly lost and
entangled by the forest with foliage impermeable. I walked
miles. Soon I was weary and so thirsty, I knew it was a requisite,
even perhaps death, I needed water soon or die. Suddenly a
needed precipitation, a sweet drizzle of cold rain falling on me from
twisted branches above in the tree canopy. I cupped my hands and drank.
Stillness surrounded me, not even the birds sang, all was quiet.
Pausing, I then heard the sound of water in the distance calling to me,
and I started to walk in that direction, energized by the thought of the coolness,
running through the thorns and decaying fauna, stopping and starting,
twisting and turning. I stood there panting listening and still hearing water.
Then I rested on the decomposing forest floor and fell asleep and dreamt . . .
How did I get to this lovely place of waterfalls and brilliant foliage and a
river of icy blue flowing into a lagoon with flowers blooming and trees so green.
Every perfect thing you could image was before me. I plunged into the lagoon,
exhilarated. How I needed the hydration and I drank to invigorate myself.
Wonderful sprays of serenity held me and I never wanted to leave,
and under the moon I swam and dived in the emerald blue iciness, but
then, I awoke and knew I was not of this realm anymore. I was to be
eternally part of the icy blue, a water fairy dwelling in a beautiful lagoon,
reality gone, now I am the crystallization of water, a sweet hazy reverie.
From my watery grave, I whisper to you in dreams, come my lovely, come
and join me in the misty blue, oh it is magical where I dwell in water deep.
In my realm all is tranquil and peaceful and we can float free and calm,
rest your soul in my crispness all the night, come my lovely, come. I promise,
you can leave when you wish- or perhaps you will stay with me in the icy blue.
April 1, 2016
For the contest, Elements Part 3: Water
sponsor, Brian Davey
Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2016
Darkness my realm of forever seals my place.
A world that delivers my minds perfect face,
Remarkably my fantasy I cannot tell a soul.
Known only in the recesses of my minds goal,
A shadow follows my every move each night.
Now more than ever the moon glows so bright.
Demons not exactly, just my dream contrite.
My dream is to be announced upon a star.
Yes to be exclaimed upon universe so far.
Sealed and granted upon mystery flight.
Taken freely from my unglamorous sight,
I am the one that centuries have sought.
Calling for my dreams, nature never fought.
All upon the night, fantasy continues to grow.
Listen to the eve of darkness, you will know.
Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2014
I watch from my window above,
as she views the scented flowers that surround her
She is my princess of this exploding colourful garden,
owning all that is around my perfect brunette.
Complementing the vast fragrance nature with her equal beauty.
Looking beyond ,
I gaze at running wildlife clearing the endless fields ,
mountains greeting the skyline.
Our path leads to this incredible breathless life,
a world open for only us to touch.
I take in everything that I desire,
locked in my loving heart.
Sadness crawls into the mind and clears away my unifying paradise.......
Just a midsummers daydream,
one day, could be.
Copyright © Ryan Jackson | Year Posted 2011
Being on the roll bring them a thought of eloquence,
Exempting the fact things in the giant tournaments,
Inside of which lies the origin of originality and dexterity;
Nexus, so true of either being alive or dead
Gentle souls, to be, should stay on the track.
Copyright © Abdulhafeez Oyewole | Year Posted 2013
Days spent thinking of you
Always I can see you
Your presence I can feel
Dreams while awake
Reaching out for you
Each time you slip away
Abandoned I feel and lost
Many times I smell you
It clusters around me
Now settling , and the
Good memories flood in
Onwards alone I go
Free yet never free
You are part of me
Only hidden by the veil
Until it parts I wait for you
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2013
Siesta - the time when every
Living mortal rests at mid-day.
Extreme heat requires naps after
Earth's equatorial high noon.
People stop at the hottest time
Of day. Some feed on reveries
Nodding off even from their play.
Meditative artist, master
Yoga practitioner, fine tunes
Mental exercise - that's sublime.
In the lightest of daydreams I
Nudge my discordant side to just
Desist from all labor and snore.
**look for a hidden message in the last words of each
line read vertically...it is a summary of the poem if you
want to save a little time reading the whole piece.
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2014
Blue and wide is the blanket we have spread absorbing the sun's heat,
Enamored as Romeo and Juliet we feel what they felt: an increasing heartbeat;
Anticipating soft touches, followed by ardent kisses until moonlight arrives...
Cuddled as they were, we ignore the glances of everyone taken by surprise.
Hushed words must remain whispers, if we are to satisfy our sensual needs.
Bottles filled with messages are brought in by rolling waves, is ours still unread?
Lovely seagulls gather on splashing rocks, watching a lonely lady who weeps,
Another heartbreak for someone who was happy in life, now completely sad;
Knowing the pain of betrayal, she will learn by error not to trust anyone again.
Enticed by desire, we must roll back onto that soft blanket and revive romance,
Totally unaware of our surroundings, we lose ourselves and become intense;
Beholding what others never do, we know that faithful lovers always win.
There's exceeding joy, an indefinite yearning to explore love in ways so new,
Neither the distant stars nor the close moon refuse to shine on a blanket for two;
Grand as ever is their presence, luminous and breath-taking is their gleam...
Onward they will slowly move, while we still embrace and continue to dream.
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2011
Mentoring a talent, gifted and mature, way beyond her years
Anchoring a show, on television, serenely she appears.
Narrates the story of Mirabai, I sadly missed the premier
Audio cassettes get released, by an accomplished career.
So very beautiful, yet her soul, is so crystal clear
I feel incompetent to counsel her, if I should be sincere.
Painstaking and meticulous, she wants to be number one
Radiating eyes with a determined look, even while she’s having fun.
Afraid I am that in her quest, not to be undone
Sashay away would she, towards the starting gun?
Aside would she cast her gift away; weighing a thousand ton?
Dream her dream; I hope she does, and reach out for the sun.
Copyright © Nitesh Aggarwal | Year Posted 2005
Cuddling up close to teddy,
Happy smile on her face she sleeps
Is she remembering the circus with
Lions and tigers prancing about,
Dancing dogs, making her dream complete
Copyright © SEREN ROBERTS | Year Posted 2013
Infrangible my soul resides in its heart,
Nonpareil on globe is our native land,
Debonnaire adds upto its dominion,
Iridescent culture its exquisite charm,
Acclivity and power we always dream of !!
A golden sparrow once known, will resume its
The entire world will shimmer with its splendour !!
Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2014
W-here men and brave thrive
H-is dreams made him strive
I- have a dream he said and died
T-ill his race was enthroned high
E-ligible his color wasn’t but his dreams
H-ail the white house for it light beams
O-verjoyed is the world for Luther sings
U-nto us the dream is come though he love to see
S-ee he may not but i am fulfilled that he lived
E-xcellent i accord him et Lutheran et king
(And ode to Martin Luther King jnr)
Copyright © OJOBO EMMANUEL | Year Posted 2013
Stretching, far as my eyes can see in the night sky,
Thousands and thousands of spaceships float by.
Again and again this dream taunts me, with no cry.
I have no delusion; I know this is a dream so dry.
Rolling across, heavens as in motion picture mode.
Was this an omen or just my mind, or some code?
Alien spaceships, different shapes and preparations,
Yes they continually traveled in parade formations.
To the stars I look at in infatuation and dismay.
Our destiny unclear, no aliens exist they say.
The stars have always had amazement and intrigue.
Hear my plea and thoughts without any fatigue.
Each day, discovering other species, beyond our league,
Stars are just another ocean to be examined even more.
Traces of life have already been found on our measly tour.
Arrogance is just a disease to portray, we are alone for sure.
Reality is, the most nearest planets, we should not ignore.
Serve not to abandon our journey, it is humanities door.
Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2012
L ife without God
This has been on my
mind and heart for
awhile after having
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2013
B rilliant light radiates from deep inside your soul
E manating everywhere, letting love play it's role
A lways amazing in your stunning display of love
U ltimately you are everything, I've ever dreamed of
T empting me, tantalizing me, captivating me, always
I nspiring me to imagine living with you every day
F orevermore, lost in the maze of your loving embrace
U nderstanding and fulfilling each others desires and needs
L iving, laughing, loving, and belonging for all eternity.
For best love poem 3 contest
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2015
Dreams happen when your eyes are opened! make if a goal! Never dream while sleeping, it will never happen as dreams get faded once you are awake! Remember to make things happen and don't wait for things to happen!
Copyright © Ashwin Baijnath | Year Posted 2014
Sleeping beneath the sky and free?
Even free from poverty?
Dreaming of a better tomorrow, one that brings equality and one that ends this sorrow,
Dreaming of a beautiful world with beautiful people,
Dreaming of beautiful places occupied by beautiful species and races,
Still I am only dreaming……..
Copyright © Secret Poet | Year Posted 2013
Invested in the future
Underlying l'm scum but glitter
Secretly a piece of the two
Excavating all that I wanted to be
Dared to be someone, but who?
Tried to be the best but was the worst
Ordained to be nothing more than cursed
Desiring to be rid of my low income world
Rendering my best effort to be the top
Envisioning a better future for myself
Ambitious to see if I would flop
Mightily working until I drop
Copyright © Lauren Smith | Year Posted 2014
Blissful, stunning, beautiful is my dream- where I am lost in a green
rainforest, dripping and lush. Sultry with mist and haze, and
echoing is a tiger's roar hidden. For a moment it silences the birds
and then, they resume their rambling beautiful song
tenfold. A purple butterfly drifts by and I push aside wet magnificent leaves
hypnotised by the amazing foliage. I see that on my arm are many vines
twining. In the breathless hush, my long tangled hair is billowing
as I travel on searching in my wondrous steamy journey
knowing, that rainforest's curious creatures are watching me, oh
incredible is a blue hissing snake and an amazing little orange frog
nourishing itself on a wet ravaged leave. My mind is alive with thoughts,
glorious and astounding. Words are creeping with rapture, to my dripping pen.
March 10, 2016
For the contest, Breathtaking,
sponsor, John Hamilton
Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2016
Bright-eyed youths have risen early
Ready for their special day
Eager for the life awaiting
Afterwards, without delay.
Time for them is of the essence;
Hopes and dreams must be pursued
There's no room for fear or doubt--
Attitudes to be eschewed.
Kudos will be freely given
In just hours. Each honoree
Now will know how BREATHTAKING
Graduation day can be.
May 8, 2016
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2016
Deep rooted longings in the heart,
Emphatic and obdurate in temper,
Salubriously nurture the imperial thoughts,
Intripid expressions are bound to stay,
Realistic approach will shape them true,
Endless efforts await in optimism,
Solace to desires abode is inevitable !!
Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2013
Between him and me, soulful love thrived,
Enthralling, enchanting and everlasting delight,
To my shock, why did he betray me and life,
Recalling the worst, in nightmares I strife,
Always, everyday thinking of him, I slowly die,
Yesterday is bygone, why do I keep living a lie,
Another present day lost, my future is no gain,
Love if may I believe, is born and reborn again!
Written on 11/7/14
Contest- Acrostic time#2
Sponsor- PD A
Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2014