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Ode to an impostor


What smug pseudomorph inhabits my reflection,
adroitly mimicking my every manner and expression,
mercilessly mocking me with flawless simulation?
 
She is the great pretender;
a master counterfeiter;
a furtive opportunist;
a thieving imitator.
 
She is a soul-sucking demon of the gravest degree;
a predatory parasite dining on youth and ingeny.
She pillages my health with brazen meretricity;
siphoning my precious hollow of vitality.
 
Time ticks across my aging face
while our eyes lock in defiance,
and in the end, my spurious friend
will demand my full compliance.
 
So, with a twinkling eye I wink at my mirrored facade,
acknowledging this fearsome foe with a playful nod.
Respectfully reciprocal, she gestures back to me in kind,
and we part as esteemed enemies, to my last breath resigned.


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To Yoda, Oda

Walks on Dagobah weirdo
Himself, smiling sadly.
Yoda is hidden for a reason -
Can not find it now does

There comes a time - Luke Skywalker arrives
Yoda knows
That - on purpose.
There comes a time - the specter of Ben reports
That of Hoth
Spring begins.

Master Yoda hiding here for many years,
Padawans so it got.
Fly some, eats lunch -
Yoda roots anymore.

There comes a time - Luke Skywalker arrives,
Yodin soup again consume,
but not without reason
Yoda is dying of hunger,
But on Hoth begins spring.


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A Breath of Time

In youth we shared a breath of time
I cherish yet today.
The plans we made for life ahead
Would soon be underway.
The dreams we shared, those lofty dreams,
Were all within our reach;
As we both planned to sail away
To learn what time could teach.

Then time took on a quickened pace,
It hastened more and more.
Our hopes and dreams became the wings
To lift our hearts and soar.
When they took flight they carried us
Away from all we knew,
And in a fleeting breath of time
I sailed away from you.

I drifted aimless out to sea,
Alone and cast aside,
While everything I’d ever known
Was swallowed by the tide.
I rode the waves, withstood the storms
And cursed the loathsome cost.
I thought I’d wander evermore
Without the love I lost.

Then time allowed another chance
That cold and stormy night,
When I returned to captured scenes
Of whence we first took flight.
To see us there, embraced by time,
In moments fond and dear,
Rekindled embers of the bond
That haunted me each year.

We cannot know the yet to be,
The yesterdays slipped by;
But we can grow in love and hope
And by our faith we’ll fly.
So take my hand and join me now,
Let’s learn what God has willed;
For in this fleeting breath of time
Our dreams can be fulfilled.


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Ode to Trevor

We'd really like to thank you
i'm sure you left it here with love,
it really was so kind of you
but we didn't want your bug.

We thought you'd like to know
we really felt the pits
we thought of you quite often
when we had the squits.

Next time you come to visit
please leave your bugs at home,
'cause, when you bring them with you
they sure do like to roam.

So next time that we see you
I hope you come alone,
you can bring Rosie and Katie
but leave your bugs at home.


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Hair in Red Overalls

I 

I knew a time when my sister, tall and fair 
with her sage sense of humor, dull and non-existent 
Seemed positively, 
metallic, blessed with flowing shackles, a gift, extended only to me. 
Limiting my growth past 8 years, haunting my dreams until age 21 
always advising her younger sis, to teary boredom 
“Do as I say”, “whereso’er I may”
Lend me your shoe to prove my superiority. 
By night or day, 
I am your stone Buzzard and I will pick your bones 

II 

This I suffered
The rainbow might as well have been between us, 
For the roses lost their petals long ago
I can no longer feel their thorns, my toughened skin
Yet lately when I turn to cry for you,
The pain is far greater than I should bear
For (you) seep, from my tear ducts, a bloodless water driblet
Injury that keeps finding its way out
Purging the likes of you
In twin tissues

III

Infuriates me.
Each night from my pillow writhed
Come darkened silhouettes of your pigtails 
I inhale one, in each nostril, 
just so I can blow you away
Are you a sister of another mister?
My tormenter, my thumb umbrella
Cleanse me from your sticky sight
Allow my legs to find that gentle breeze called freedom
Before the very bone that we share dies
Making us look upon our mirrors
To find the frozen cordial face 
As we pretend to plant, a history, of fond remembrance
When we are but plowing, our indignations in the ground  
  
IV

Unbeknownst
I knew a time when my sister, tall and fair,
Sat braiding her curly brown hair
Finding me sleeping, without nary a sound
Wrapped her tight braid, around and around
Laughing as my life was slipped from sight
Dragging me constantly, round that night
So what if I, but a babe in skin
Was found by Dad, in the playpen
Hence, since, even now, my skin, crawls
Afraid of the hair in red overalls 

 
 


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Quips My EX GIRLFRIEND revisited


     1.   My ex-girlfriend tried to impress me when
          She told me that she is "Fasting"!  And I knew
          That she was true because, I saw just how
          Fast she ate that basket of chicken.......

      2.  The next time that she told me that she was "Fasting"
           It was three (03) double meat Whoppers!  And I have never
           Seen three (03) double meat Whoppers go so quicK......

       3. My ex-girlfriend was so upset!  She explained that when
           She was young that she could bounce a dime
           Off of her butt.  Only now, when she bounce the same dime
           It only flops!
         
  So, I looked on the bright side and told her that now she can
           Bounce a quarter on her belly button and it only drops!

         4. The last time that I saw her, she was "Fasting" on a
             box of cookies.
          
          * And boy, those (03) box's of cookies sure went fast!



Explanation: That is none sence and no one got fat in the making of this pun!
           
 
    4. I just hate it when my ex-girlfriend call's me!  Usually I keep my
       cell phone on vibrate and in my front pocket. My EX-friend
        Know's this.  She also, know's that I have a bladder problem!  Every time
        she blow's up my phone it make's me pee!
        I know that I hate it, but she give's me such a warm feeling and I take
        what I can get!
                                    

     5. My ex-girlfriend is so stupid that she can't ever give me a piece of
         her mind!  She has to get an substitute..... Ha! Ha! Ha!   He, He, He!

      6.My ex-girlfriend, She alway's cut me short!........  She wanted to give 
         me a piece of her mind, buy, she didn't have enough brain cell's left! Ha! Ha!
         Feel the Joke! Uh!

EMBARRASSING QUESTIONS?

       1.  When you "Pass Gas" and you know you did........
            And no-body heard it........ Is it proper to wait for someone
            to smell it first, before you say, excuse me..........
            Is it really too late....... That is what my girlfriend doe's!

       * I would just blame it on a friend!


Moments To Share:

       My ex-girl friend and I were discussing a poem that I wrote! She told
       me that it was an perfect oxymoron.......

       I told her that she was just a moron!


Words' To Live by:
       I was trying to explaine my mis-giving's to my EX-girlfriend......
       I told her that the problem was, not that I really love you, because
       I don't!  The problem is that I just can't get you out of my mind!


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Ode to my son

Son,
these words of my heart 
will neither come out of pity
nor will go down the wind
nor, again, will build any city.
But lend me your ears, baby,
and listen to what an old man
can say despite the rods of men.


Live up to your own ambitions.
Keep your heart alive
and your mind working 
with honor and passion.
Take this over from my heart
that has suffered for so long.


Son, 
There is always a good thing 
to think of and to do 
instead of fruitless tarrying. 
Let not the cold world 
affect you and do its worst.
there is always something
good to be done against it. 


Son, 
be careful of those people 
who call themselves your friends, 
your enemies are known.
They both have not become 
what they have become
only because the mind, without
the heart, sees differences
and builds on them obstacles
to divide rather than unite.
They used, it is gone now, to be
your friends and the circle
the circle is open and far from full.

Son,
When the light and the sun rays 
are leaving, remember to perceive
the natural attitude and substance
of daffodils and innocent flowers.
Hide your tears, baby, from men
and let them fall alone to freshen
the sight of your eyes and vision.
Open your inward eyes of Earth and Eden.


Son,
Be always on the move 
and fear not the elements 
of submission and contrition. 
The light is coming in
and love is all around you.
Fear them no more.


Bring yourself to accept
your destiny and look at
the horizons of your heart
to improve your tools 
and feel the power of patience
and reap the harvest of resistance. 
So much depends on them, 
so much depends on you. 


Have time to work, son,
and have time to play. 
Seek to be simple
and look up at
the sunny sphere
without a pair of glasses 
Your eyes are for Earth and Eden 
Keep them pure and undefeated.


But see !!
When the rain comes
as it will in autumn and spring,
summer and winter, son,
don't rush to get an umbrella
and cover your head like many
of them would do and would not.


You already have more than it
your smile can make it 
and the flowers around you
will make it and come along 
to live with you and teach you
how to be yourself and be
one sunny day, to your sons
and daughters, little son,
the father my father
has never been for me. 

Chokri Omri

" L'amour a besoin des yeux, comme la pensée a besoin de la mémoire. "


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An Ode To My Beloved

I just wanted to let you know
That I have this love for you...
Although I'm not fast to show
For you, there's nothing I wouldn't do
And I can't control this love
No matter what I try to do...

While I know our lives are separating
Which has got me pretty blue
I just want you to know
How much I love you...

Because I was blinded by shyness
And now my heart's feeling rugged
So this here's An Ode To My Beloved 

Oh how I still see you every night in my mind
You're the best girl I feel I'll ever find
And when my eyes would fall upon your smile
My heart would be put on trial
And so if nothing else, I want to let you know
That I'll always love you, that my hearts beat
For you, won't ever slow...

Because I was blinded by shyness
And now my heart's feeling rugged
So this here's An Ode To My Beloved 

So I wish you happiness beyond compare
And sorry for the times I couldn't help but stare
Caring, passionate, smart, and loving
From my heart, to you, I'll never be shoving

You will always be in my heart
No matter where we go, how far we drift apart...

Goodbye My Love...


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Flows

Flows    


Water, water everywhere

Flowing here, flowing there

Flows, flows all about

In this way and travel out


Time is such a flow.

Meant to keep one and all in tow.

Disagree with it's rules

Break the pattern made for fools.


Keep bright your goals, your dreams

Make them true despite what seems.

Be bright and alive today!

Tomorrow, the future is at your sway.


Goals set

Targets met 

Into a shining future jet.


Decide to win and it will flow

Decide to lose and it goes slow.


Cycles started

Cycles done

Cycles completed

Over time you have won!


Time, time everywhere

Flowing here, flowing there.

Water, water all about

Flowing in, flowing out.

ml, Jimo


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How beautiful is Time

How beautiful is the night
In all its splendor
Revealed by the moonlight
Dark and fleeting, awestruck you may be rendered
All still and quiet
While animals, quiet as mice, run amock
With the moon silently watching
Shining with beauty that could calm any riot
All the while rays of light dodging
Alas, this time ending, the night out of luck

How beautiful is the day
With all its grandness 
Illuminated by the sun's rays
Waking all from a peaceful rest
Without a cloud in the sky
And the grasshoppers chirping and the birds going tweet
People peacefully resting or daydreaming
A day no one would die
Full, of great deeds that were increidbly redeeming
And Time goes on at its usual beat

How beautiful is Time, which controls those few lovely hours in its simplicity
And also so wise and just
Continuing on for eternity
Taking everything with it, people, animals, and metal that rusts
Time isn't a set of rules, or a complicated equation
But rather, a simple concept
Like one plus one equals two
A concept that could create or destroy a nation
It's almost as if were a living thing with things to do
But change it cannot, for in concrete it has been set


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TIME

Time is a great cure 
For what I'm not sure
Time is only for this minute
If you live another a cure is in it!

Life is time and living it is the cure
Working is the blood of being secure
Money, money, money needs no friend around
Good health is times only sound!

So,  P.S. My friends have the Time of your life!

The Silver Scribe


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Solitude: To Yoda, An Ode

Green bark a prism creates,
Feel the pull of earth, you must.

Rotates, a slime of endless hates,
Can hold me not, this world’s crust.

Friendship’s ties, isolation Deflates,
Succumbs, my spaceship, to bitter rust.

Mist, my soul forever permeates,
Lift-off, booms the rocket’s thrust.

My spirit when light returns, elates,
Swamps swell, swallowed hope’s swirling dust.

Trapped, I am, until student from fate
Arrives to learn; Cloud City or bust.


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BLACK MAN BLACK BROTHER STAND PROUD AND BE TALL

BLACK MAN BLACK BROTHER STAND PROUD AND BE TALL, IT IS TIME FOR YOU TO LEAVE THOSE PRISON WALLS.

IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO TEACH OUR YOUNG MEN HOW TO BE A FATHER AND A MAN,
BLACK MAN BLACK BROTHER STAND PROUD AND BE TALL, GOD GAVE YOU THE WISDOM AND THE KNOWLEDGE AND UNDERSTANDING THAT'S WHY YOU ARE BEING REPRIMANDED,

BLACK MAN BLACK BROTHER IT'S TIME TO LEAVE THOSE PRISON WALLS
BLACK MAN BLACK BROTHER STAND PROUD AND BE TALL.

THE TIME HAS COME FOR YOU TO GET IT TOGETHER, BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T YOU WILL BE LOST FOREVER,

BLACK MAN BLACK BROTHER STAND PROUD, BE TALL,
IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO LEAVE THOSE PRISON WALLS.

GIVE GOD THE GLORY, FOR THESE ARE THE LAST DAYS, DON'T BE ASHAMED TO GIVE HIM PRAISE, HE'S GIVING YOU A CHANCE TO REACH OUT TO HIM, DON'T BE AFRAID OR YOU'LL EITHER SINK OR SWIM.

SO MY BROTHERS, IT'S TIME TO LEAVE THOSE PRISON WALLS
BLACK MAN BLACK BROTHER STAND PROUD AND BE TALL



THIS IS DEDICATED TO ALL THE BROTHERS IN PRISONS AND TIME TO COME HOME






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Displays no time

Our moon 
a clock-face 
in the night sky
but this watch
displays no time.


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Ode to Rita and Maddie

Wade through the lake’s water so shallow, A woman & a man hands entwined like a gallow. Wade did she, Wade did he. Above their necks the furious waters rose, Trod they together steps softly with no morose, Spellbound they moved without a care, Deeper and deeper where no one would dare. Trod they further unto the middle they reached, Realized she now an early vow she had breached, No further she could wade, But bitter memories afar refrained they to fade. Drifting by now so weak was she, So clasped them eyelids so all she could see was he, A time came on when a boat roared by, A wave it created ,it washed her eyes. The heady din grown a was peaking, Alas! Her dream was at an end that she was seeking. The fingered band, beacon it began, A time had come her life to regain. Realized, she that moments spent in love, Will fly away now like the dove. Struck her like a bolt to her love away, Will he take me home today? Guessed she by now that the time was over for her space, And on the pathway her love left behind in a cold place. A now thinks she that dwells in another dimension, Poor man left aghast to brood and fate too cruel to mention. Ghastly her act ,in all this land had never been, People shun now the disheartened lover whenever he be rarely seen. Stares does he strangely at the door, For he believes that the path will bring her once more…


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Ode to a friend

Socially retarded and somewhat aloof I never knew what a true friendship was.
Not knowing how to play well with others growing into a young man.
I was 18 years old, washing dishes in that Chinese Restaurant, House of Lypan.
A dude came along, pretty tall and good looking as the girls gave chase.
Giggling and fluttering their eyes, I always wished to be as cool as you, just a taste. 
Then one day, on a visit to see the girls; you stopped in my presence and said, 
“I want to hang with you! What time do you get off work?”
I was baffled, befuddled and a little standoffish,
 for no one ever talked to me, unless to get dishes.
As I remember those many Friday nights, 
beers and tacos, everything was going to be all right.
 Lyrics of Rush and Journey, you knew every word, singing along in your V.W. bug 
like a bird. 
By summer’s end of that infamous summer, a genuine friend I had found; 
but alas, it was over what a bummer. 
I moved away, but came back that fall, our friendship flourished once more.
But as most friendships do, our ways dearly departed. Many years would pass until 
we’d cross each other’s lives again.
This chance quite by fortune, as you knocked on my door one New Year’s Eve’ it 
was ’95 I believe.
That night was a big one; deciding to end this journey called life, too much pain for 
this young man to carry; 
Two kinds of ‘candy’ to help ease the transition
 from mortal to death; a bottle of Jack, for some extra kick.
 I had a loaded 45 gun to help do the deed.
Then came your knock, was about 2 minutes to ‘celebration time’ for they 
say ‘midnight is the bewitching hour.”
I thought to myself, ‘who could this be?’ for I had no more friends, no career or 
family. And yet as if an Angel, you were knocking on my door! I hid what I had, 
ashamed and not wanting a friend to know how much pain I was in. I opened the 
door to those familiar words, ““I want to hang with you! What time you get off 
work?” I remember thinking, "how long has been since I grinned?"
If just for one moment, when you stand before God, all your sins are erased, and a 
moment of cause 
as God says with a Joyous loud voice…”Wait a minute Rick, what’s this? Well I’ll be, 
you’re better than most I can clearly see. I was just perusing over your life, you 
didn’t mention this… but you saved a life!” 
“Ah shucks it was nothin’, just a friend being a friend...I’m sure he’d of done the 
same, if the tables were turned.” And that is why I will and have always called you 
friend….


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An ode to the Unsung Angels

Written on 21st April 2012
By: Sashi. Prabhu (zeauoxian)
(This Ode is dedicated to the Administrative professional / Executive Administrative Assistants/Secretaries.  I dedicate this  to all the unsung champions who have worked selflessly in the shadows to brighten the futures  and then silently steeped away into the twilight of their lives without a ray of expectation in any form.)celebrate 25th april 2012 ,60th anniversary.

You make yourself graciously present from the beginning or start, to align processes and routines you pour out your big heart. No words or action suffice to thank you enough, You stand by and support through thick and thin when times get real rough. Your tips, guidance opinion and advice, are of utmost importance and cannot be gauged by monetary price. You can never be thanked enough, You really help mould your superiors and aid them to take on situations that are all rough. To work without you is sure as hell, In circles of times round and round without progress will superiors dwell. To work with you is a real pleasure, Your honed competencies, skills and ways of problem solving are a treasure. You simply slice the ropes (lengthy time wasting procedures) that curtail us, You battle the winds of change and interruptions for us to be in time to catch destiny’s bus. In the hustle and bustle of daily chores and routines, You execute work with precision by all means. In stormy weather you stand by with great strength for all to see, And when the chips are down you stand tall deep rooted like a tree. Your kind heart and beautiful mind is a combination rare, Every time we saunter or amble to our cabins you are there with a smile filled with care. We really appreciate your kind and generous ways, The order you bring with your overpowering yells and disciplinary displays. You are always there to be a part of a team, And back up everything to bring about into existence everyone’s “dream”. You come to my mind when I think of sharing, You come to my mind when I think of appreciating You come to my mind when I think of giving You come to my mind when I think of forgiving On this occasion would like to thank you once more, For all the things you have done and said open hearted and galore. Thank you so much for supporting and being a beacon of light, And it’s because of people like you many Executive futures have been made bright……..


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- End of Time -

I followed your every footsteps,
for awhile now.
It's leading me to the same spot,
that it left you, Marcus.

You were my role model,
my leader from the start.
My best friend from the day
that we met in the park.

I was your follower,
you never complained.
You were my leader
all just the same.

But now, I'm starting
to realize.
That all through these years,
I've been following the wrong guy.

Physically, no
I've purposely been following you.
But your starting to do things
that I don't want to do.

I am now the leader
and you are following me.
This is not 
how it was meant to be.

Asking you to stop,
you always refuse.
You say you won't give up 
until you have to move.

We both know very well,
that you will never move.
It's a family tradition
in where you can not move.

I will have to wait 
until I can move.
For I am still to young
and my 'family' chooses not to.

I now have to make a choice,
a huge one on my part.
It's starting to dawn on me
that you like me.

I know very well
that you don't break promises.
Yet, you promised me
that you like me.

The real promise
is pretty harmful.
I can't let you
go through with it.

You said that if I 
don't believe you like me,
you'll commit suicide.
There's one problem with that.

I have dysthymia.

Incase you don't know 
what that is.
It's pretty much low self-esteem
and cutting yourself.

I can't believe people
when they say they like me.
No matter what they do,
I just can't, my mind won't allow it.

So this may be
the end, I really hope not though.
Please don't be serious,
Marcus.

-Yes, this actually happened today (October 20, 2013). I feel really bad that I can't help him. But, I really do have dysthymia and major depression. I have thought about suicide myself, and came pretty close. But I don't want it to happen to anyone else. Especially not Marcus. Thanks..!-


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My Dear Friend

My Dear Friend,
	If, even just for one day I could take all your pain and worry away I would. So I could see you relaxed and happy once more.

	If I could change the past events, make them better, I would.

	If I could go back in time to when we were small, sitting on the floor playing with our Bratz dolls, I would.

	If I could help you, instead of making it worse…I would.

	If I could change everything, make everything right; would you want me to?

	If everything you know was back to the way it should be would you want to do it?

	If it was just for a day would you still take that one day, knowing that the next day you’d wake from the dream of perfection to the harsh cruelty of reality?

	If I could do this for you,

	If I could make it all better,

	If there was something I could do…

	If all was possible, would you want it?

	If I could change the pain to happiness would you want me to?

	If I could find a way to help, I would. I miss those times we used to spend together, playing with the hermit crabs and telling stupid jokes.

	If I could go back to then, I would. If I could go back to when we’d run out to the ocean and jump into the waves, pretend the seaweed was evil and was going to kill us, I would.

	If I could comfort you

	If I could be there for you

	If I could have stopped this from happening
	
	If I could do more

	If I could, I would do it all… And I would freeze time so you could be happy forever.


*Dedicated to Laura Breidenthal*


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A time clock in a spruce

Behind a gentle bark 
and inside the timber 
the nature is continuing to 
hammering and creates a time clock 
in a spruce-stem 
and its high skin 
around the body
gives me an idea 
of an old trees silent struggle 
for to continue its life.


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And Then Came You,Another Chance For Love

Vunerable, my heart my own; not trusting; hard to trust any one-
Emotions running rampant,
Not willing to take chances
I sealed my life, my heart with protective defenses
And then came you
You saw me, wanted to know me, desired me and changed my life's view
So that I am dreaming of life's potentialities.

Blind, not looking
And out of the darkness through the disallusion of life's negatiivity, 
 love came through you and brought serenity
And though my heart was encased with barriers, deep and strong
I believe God sent you to adorn my life with intimacy of  feelings and
 desires never felt before till you came and embarked my heart's door.
The feelings of sadness you broke and  with your coming,
I have feelings of new possibilties.

Timid, shy, alone-
Needing someone to call my own
Lost within myself-
Hurts and pains of the past yielding themselves in me so strong
Robbing me of life's true love, its full experience-
My life needing new direction:  a purpose of fulfilling;
Then came you and I am alive and living.

Timing seemed off at first but nonetheless we met
Spent time together and then time progressed-
Causing a moment's separation;
However years and live have brought us back together
Through God's renewing--now full circle--a reconnection
And then came you, again, and to my surprise but with a welcomed spirit-
My heart is fully open to love's possibilities.

And then came you and I am totally fulfilled.
And then came you and I am inspired and yielding to love's will.
And then came you and my heart if leaping with joy and hope-
No longer enslaved by life's tightrope.
And then came you and I am free-
Many inhibitions carried away by the wind of destiny;
So I know and believe in the power of love's--your love--potency.

God's love for us.  Your love for me.  My love for you.
Taking us to present and future realms of highest ecstacy-
To know the essence of true love for infinity.  Another chance for love.


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To Ol' Clocks

That old clock on the mantle That measured the moments Of so many mortals Enmeshed in mere time Now dusty and disregarded Disdained and discarded No longer the master Nor server of time One could offer that it’s Time has passed That it can no longer proffer The measure of time That it no longer dictates A definitive number When to rise or to slumber Gives no longer life reason or rhyme The clockworks have stilled The hours no longer chime Gears no longer mesh Nor it’s hands tell the time It’s an anachronism now Lost in time somehow Relegated, delegated, exiled, To the trash pile of time It sits alone, quite content with the fact That it’s exactly right….twice a day And that’s much , much more Than most people can say …at least most of the time…


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BREAK FREE - AN ODE TO THE LIFE OF A SCIENCE STUDENT

A wish to break free from all the tensions and stress,
 


Pressure to perform or because of low marks distress,
 


Bombarding on the brain by parents and all teachers,
 


The soul of a science student is really much harassed.
 


 
 


A wish to break free from this monotonous schedule round the clock,
 


From college to tuitions and from tuitions back,
 


No time for self study, no time to get a grip,
 


The hectic schedule has all the capacity from the brain hacked.
 


 
 


A wish to break free from the rat race around,
 


The peer pressure and strain that continuously surround,
 


The fatal competition that burdens the soul,
 


Each moment living in fear of losing the ground.
 


 
 


A wish to break free from the inhumane touch,
 


Of those lecturers who don’t care as much,
 


As the ones who care but can’t be there,
 


To show support and encourage and all such.
 


 
 


A wish to break free from the wrongs happening in the world,
 


The laws and the rules working against certain student lot,
 


Adding to the already existing pressure on these tender minds,
 


Making the heads fuming and hot.
 


 
 


A wish to break free from the deep rooted ill logic,
 


Present in a subject that scatters all its magic,
 


The memorizing and roting that is so much required,
 


That makes the studying all the more tragic.
 


 
 


A wish to break free is the soul’s earnest cry,
 


A wish to break the barriers, to soar and to fly,
 


A wish to be science-minded individuals by choice, not by force,
 


And to be found some years hence, where our hearts lie…


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The Many Reasons Why I Love You

The little things about you
make up the man I love.
I love the smallest things about you
that make you who you are.

The way your nose crinkles a little bit
every time you smile.
The way you seem confused
when you first wake up.
The way your breath catches
every time you say "I love you."
The way you break out into a grin
every time our eyes meet.
The little gold specks
in your beautiful eyes.
The little freckles
all over your back.
The goofy, playful laugh of yours
even when I'm not that funny.
The way you get so protective
when you think that something's wrong.
The way you get frustrated
when other guys flirt with me.

But of all the things I love about you,
the thing I love the most is
how you always know just what to say
to make my day a little brighter.


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You Don't Know

You don't know about the ish that i been through  
You don't know why its like this with me and you
  you only see the ish you wanna see 
 But you dont know the half of whats in me 
 I'm much more than what meets ya eye
  I lay awake some nights tryin not to cry
  Wishin we were close like you and your second child
  Maybe i should have rebelled and been a lil wild 
 Perhaps i should a pissed you off every chance i got  
Make you angry, get you pissed off and pippin hot
  Cause it did wonders fa y'all relationship 
 I always felt i got left over ish
 You told me i was a surprise 
 Rarely could i ever read love in your eyes
  And when i did i knew it wasn't there to stay
  Feelings for me change from day to day 
 Bet you didn't know i tried to take my own life 
Bet you didn't know i was once gone be a womans wife
  And i know you dont know about the time i was raped 
 Or about the time i was forced to make a video tape 
You couldn't know your baby girl should be a mother 
 Didn't know i was till i saw blood on the covers  
And there is still a list of ish you could never see  
Cause i keep all of this ish down deep inside of me 
 No it's not all your fault we're not like mom an daughter
  When i saw how things worked i could have tried harder 
  But yet and still this is the woman you raised 
 Taught to live on my terms , do things my way 
 I really  cant help how i am you see  
The best i can do is simply be me  
But you dont know the ish that i been through  
Only concerned about whats up with you 
But if you took the time to look under, not just above 
 Look deep inside, my heart is full of love 
And if you used more than just your eyes to see 
Maybe you could see the wonder known as Kimberly


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you smiled at me

You smiled at me
the first time I ever saw you
you smiled at me 
the last time I saw you
You seemed to happy when I came around
but I told myself it was my imagination.
I walked away.
5 years later, you smiled at me
I noticed this time around
I took it to heart but was so ashamed
I couldnt figure out why it was me
You keep smiling
you keep being wonderful to me...
I still cant figure out why
You smiled at me
I smiled back when you said you were in love with me
because I am in love with you too.


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Part 3- THE LOURDE AND THE LADEE AND THE MAGIKAL FOREST OF ODE'

I know ye’ believe in faeries and elves 
Ye' must believe like ye’ believe in ye’ self 
Ye' must believe in magik, for it truly does exist 
Search thru forests and trees and the mysterious mist  
Once upon a time in the Enchanted Forest of Ode’ 
Many mysterious magikal Seeds were sown 
Seeds of enchantment, mystik' charms and magik' stones 
Steeped in the mystikal' magik' of love and lore 
Ye’ muste’ keep ye’ eyes open... 
                  There will be more! 
  
Some night the Sandman may whisk ye’ away 
To our mysterious lands of mythikal' magik'
 Guess what? ... 
Ye' just might want to stay!   

In the quiet still dusks of morn’... ye’ can hear the whole world whispering. The shy, green grasses making love with the early, morning moisture of the dew.
                         Shhhh.... 
                          listen... 
Everything there is to hear is in the heart of magikal' hidden things  
*¸.•'´¯)*¸.•'´¯)*¸.•'´¯)*¸.•'´¯)*¸.•'´¯)                           

 I know ye’ believe in faeries' and elves 
Ye' must believe like ye’ believe in ye’ self 
Ye' must believe in magik, for it truly does exist 
Search thru forests and trees and mysterious mist  
Once upon a time in the Enchanted Forest of  Ode’ 
Many mysterious magikal Seeds were sown 
Seeds of enchantment, mystik' charms and magik' stones 
Steeped in the mystikal' magik' of love and lore 
Ye’ muste’ keep ye’ eyes open... 
                  There will be more! 
  
Some night the Sandman may whisk ye’ away 
To our mysterious lands of mythikal' magik'
 Guess what? ... 
Ye' just might want to stay!      
    
In the quiet still dusks of morn’... ye’ can hear the whole world whispering. The shy, greene' grasses making love with the early, morning moisture of the dew. 
                         Shhhh.... 
                          listen... 
Everything there is to hear is in the heart of  hidden things  
 
*'´¯) Must do's for the magikal' kingdom of faeries' and elves*¸.'´¯) 

Ye’ must always look for four leaf clovers                
Ye’ must always say “Bless ye” after someone sneezes        
Ye’ must always sing “Mr. Sandman Bring Me a Dream”, before ye’ lay thee head down to sleep 
Ye muste’ always, always put your pulled teeth under ye’ pillow, so our Tooth Faerie will leave thee some coins
P.S That way ye’ shall never be without gold

**Robert Louis Stevenson said..."every child can remember laying his head in the grass, staring into the infinitesimal forest and seeing it grow populous with fairy armies ..."


Blessings and Peace to all.
*¸.•'´¯) Luv' N' Hugs... Anne P Murray
 

 
 


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Silent Night Sky

Oh how can one capture 
Your beauty on paper
Without you evaporating
Off as it is your nature

The stars are your jewels
The moon is your crest
Everyone drools
As if blessed

Your silence is serenity
That whisper to my thoughts
An overwhelming beauty
That ties my stomach up in knots

How humble I am sound
A beauty incomparable
With a radiance so profound
Your absence is unbearable


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ODE


Let children's laughter
Lace the wanton winds,
Their sea-washed bodies
Crease the oozing sands,
Hold still O Time
Your flitting seconds
Just enough for watchful eyes
To cup in heaving heart
This sterling instant,
Lest the waves all wash away
From beach of memory
Its having ever come to pass.


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DARLING DEAR

...a darling dear of time is when the  tick-tock, of the clock stops, during a dancing wind chimes rendition of just how invisible things move me, to write, darling dear a rhyme, 

the peak of a mountain top experiencing, 

...alive,
the soul

O' darling dear

a love letter,
a rhythm,

a liberty,

just one of those things that
inspires,

of the everlasting.