How do you appease a shark?
How do you make him want to leave you alone?
How do you satisfy his sweet tooth
Without giving him blood?
We brainstormed the problem
Made delicacies out of crackers and cheese
Gave him more food than any of us ever eat for lunch
He thanked us the way any shark would
By eating us up quickly, not allowing us to suffer long
Categories:
appeasing(a), 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Light Verse
In it not much of a meal,
A half dozen not a big deal,
My regular canteen I still approach
And for trying the stuff self reproach;
At the canteen appeasing A Fooled Tank
And having God to truly thank …
One is not to popcorn munch,
While targeting a classic lunch:
The Thinnest Starch for playful crunch;
Eaters don’t see much of the bunch …
To God, I’m faintly grateful,
After a Popcorn and that’s unfaithful!
Of the Non-Given Reverence mindful
But of My Cleansing not needful …
It shouldn’t often be a Mortal’s Homage
And, I trust, God wouldn’t a belly damage.
Categories:
appeasing(a), desire, food, god, religion,
Form: Rhyme
Overwhelming need grips my very heart
Navigating scenic beauty and ease my mind
Hazy and nebulous, I do feel right now
Only for an idyllic rural life I will wow!
Landing at wonderful alluring shores
I yearn to wander beauties never seen before
Drops of serenity shall rain into my soul
Appeasing a daze and letting be a whole
Yearlong of hectic schedule hard to bear
Sovereign holidays I now deserve, that's fair!
July 14th, 2018
Note : I will be away for a time.. I will miss all of you, your reads, beauties and comments.. Grateful to you all.. Stay safe and blessed always.
Categories:
appeasing(a), beauty, care, change, emotions,
Form: Acrostic
under the moonlight
friendless cemetary i am no toothfairy
talked into circles of madness
of wishes of three perfect lives within visions
split second decision
pretend to swallow then spit
Who am i to be stretched upon your grave?
the fourth culprit would only be logical
im no apostle reading between the stars across the sky
solvable predicaments learned through time
Coming forward hiding in these shadows
i know not what i do
i mean no harm
please protect me from myself
Appeasing a tortured soul is no easy thing
such madness and misconceptions the mind goes offbeat
madness of coincidence adds up after awhile
sometimes the randomness of simple misfortunes overthrill and bubble over
the word to replace a word
goes grave to the bank
tell me lord out there split second decision
in closed eyed lover visions
is there someone still dreaming
of a cup of life
Categories:
appeasing(a), angstme,
Form: Free verse