Apprehend Poems | Examples

The Coyote Can't Catch Me

If you watch any animated episode,
you will see me beep-beep down the road.
I can run at a great velocity.
Nobody will be able to catch me.
While I move, I feel quite happy.

However, I have an adversary.
The joker in question is that coyote.
He tries so many ways to apprehend me.
The way I run, that will never be.

Leading Life Being Heartbroken

  ‘Treasures of my heart were scattered to be lost when heart was broken’
   -Poet

     Leading life with my broken heart
     On your reluctance I am hurt.
    Yet my door of heart is not shut.

      Cool calm colourful soft serene
      Pure holy humble heart of mine,
       yearned for your heart to entwine !

      With dreamy desire I expect 
      In future, you'll reciprocate :
      May happen soon or may be late.

      Yet some day you must show your love
       My broken heart, you may observe.
       You will admit what I deserve.

       What you feel or think about me
       I can’t apprehend, I’m sorry.
       To accept me or not, you’re free.

       Sweetheart, though my heart is broken,
       Dear, always my heart is open :
       Any time you enter my zone.

        My heart is broken, I love you 
         Heart is aching, I am in rue.
         Yet I can’t say ' Adieu '.

River Glow

The river holds within it
a channel for bygone moments,
as if all that was
will be its movement
into tomorrow.

Below the darkest sheen
an ancient starlight glows, and there,
long drowned ghosts dream.

Under a slow flow the moon swims up
to gaze upon its pallid face,
where far above it glimmers.

I feel the tendinous silt of my life,
see my coming and going,
apprehend my shifting shores,
in the long nights tumbling flood.

Backstabbed

	
Out in the cold
Excluded by a former friend
Out in the cold
Betrayed for silver coins when sold
A deed I could not apprehend
And now perplexed alone I stand
Out in the cold

Tough talk

How important are family and friends, 
Times of real trouble the outcome depends,
Depends on the numbers the more we recruit, 
Together we help to resolve a dispute, 
Our heads put together to plan our way out,
Intimidate the enemy where in with a shout,
We can beat every problem fight to the end,
Our strength is in numbers we will apprehend, 
So if you cause aggro in a negative way, 
You'll feel the full force as we hunt down our prey,
This is a route we rather not take, 
It's never too late to admit your mistake, 
Turn it around repair what was wrong, 
Friendship or enemy something to work on,
The last few years have been tougher than most, 
No one to blame pandemic the host,
A world that's so fragile with a lot going on, 
It only takes one nutter to drop a huge bomb.

Light That Lights All Lights

Line of inquiry 
  
   " We look for that light eternal 
    that doesn't come and go
    the screen upon which life plays
    cognised in staid stillness slow."

     Eternal light  to enlighten 
     inert soul staying in deep sleep :
     Hidden consciousness to brighten.
     Awareness attempting to peep.

     Life is displaying a  canvas
     to paint your art from birth to death
     Sincere attention to focus
     on purpose of life, at each breath.
      
     ' Who am I ?' , ' From where I have come ' ,
     ' Where to go ?' What happens at end ?
       Silent soul remains cool and calm.
      ' What's after life ? Can't apprehend.
      
       Where is the light that lights all lights 
       to wake up soul till in dormant state !
       But darkness of ignorance fights
       inquiring the ultimate fate..

Remember Remember the 5th of November

Remember, remember the 5th of November.
The gunpowder plot, that was supposed to dismember.
A failed plot by Guy Fawkes to take down the Crown.
With his cache of explosives, to bring a government down.

Now a night of Thanksgiving as they foiled the plot.
While bonfires burn, with Fawkes effigy on top.
A celebration of fireworks, dance like stars in the night.
As we gather together with much joy and delight.

The bonfires are blazing with Guy Fawkes on display.
His effigy crackles as the flames dance and sway.
It's a tale from the past as they did apprehend.
As the effigy of Fawkes meets its fiery end.

So here's to the 5th, for its sparkle and sizzle.
A time for reflection as those fireworks fizzle.
It's a lesson from history that will never grow old.
As we give thanks, whilst we cherish the freedoms, we hold.

Tapestry

Thank you, love, for the advice 
Think it goes a bit too far
I am not a womanizer
Never envied those who are
I’m not cynical on women
Never did I criticize
Their hunting, their scheming
Their truth and their lies, 
I just let my life to happen
It’s not something that I owe
At their turn the people step in
Afterwards they have to go
Yes it might be not the best
Way to apprehend what follows
But I never did request
More than I can bear and borrow
To provide this strange adventure
Which directs me to unknown 
Kind of tapestry, well textured
To the place I’d call my home. 
You must know how much I love you
There’s no reason to defend
Love’s a shoreline that is true
To the waves that you descend.

The Case of the Missing Socks

Dear Curious Youth

And inquisitive Sleuth

I present to you a quandary


A baffling report    

An enigma of sort

Whenever I do my laundry


It’s quite odd enough

That some certain stuff

Go missing before I’m through


Between warm, rinse and cold

Sort, hang and fold

I find one sock instead of two.


Despite diligent seeking

Specifically speaking

And searching high and low


And just to be clear

I have no idea

Where the missing sock might go
 

So I’m left empty handed

Or single-sock stranded

And am leaving you in charge


So you my dear friend

May soon apprehend

This sock-napping culprit at large
 

I must soon leave this place

And commence my next case

Please continue with my query


But before I go

You ought to know

I’ve formulated a theory


Just thinking this through

And an evidence review

Consider this please, I beg


It’s rough and brief

But the brazen thief

Might only have one leg!
 

Be smart and reflective

My washroom detective

It’s now entirely up to you
 

To determine the fate

Of this Laundry-gate

Your Good Friend, 

Nancy Drew

The Fanch-Interior with Women

Standing on my head
looking up at the trees
and the sparkling sky

When it’s dark I don’t see
the ship float by nor
the tsunami sea

Upside-down women
on either side
of cotton candy eventide

When the light’s bright
palms and ferns come to life
tickling my soles

and I am able 
to rearrange the houseplants
with my toes

How much harder it is
to apprehend the tossed high heels
and the mute parrot

high and higher
almost in flight
but I catch them

as I carry on
with lethargic lids
that never seam

The minute I close them
my baby-faced muse
pries them open
 
with a seam ripper
and I flick the light back on
and then to annoy her

I hit the switch
so I can view the “Fanch”
in the Hitchcock hour

Truly, I am reclining
and in turn propelling 
out of my chair

It’s been a long day
I won’t bore you with its tales
I’ll just point you to

the simple fact
that artwork looks different
hanging

upside-down
or inside-out
or Cubist

Growth Spurt in Dirt Did Hurt

when we looked way out far
at what woule be fruit bar
someone broke (abjudicated) the jar
like a rising star 

when having growth spurt
while I did play in the dirt
would be sure to hurt

after location
there would be the creation
of a train station
(of life with each station)

wanted fresh supply
after we will have dropped by
cookies will want to try
(surely so do I)
(this cannot deny)
(sense of humor rye and dry)
(even after I do die)

when of sea took whiff
we went sailing on a skiff
with composed pontiff

when they would descend
what they really did intend
was all their money spend

we would apprehend
messages which God would send
save soul does intend

from further inspection
will have an insurrection
from each direction
(causing an infection)
(need wind correction)
(created rejection)

what we will predict
must have been a derelict
contained in an edict

as predictable
did become despicable
like news by cable

what we prefer please
flying on trapeze through trees
forget to bring disease

Prefer and plan to say that this can 
constitute my thorough, terrific ten 
Horn Haiku poems I presume and
assume with much room.

Crazy About You

An overnight note is the time I can say
Things that I wanted to during the day
I didn't, I meant to, I must have forgot
But all end the same way, I love you alot

I'm crazy about you, of that you can see
I wonder, do you feel the same about me?
If so, some way tell me, my heart apprehend
If not then please don't, I'd like to pretend

Gov New Online Bill

There is s new online bill, i heard and it gave
Me a chill, to know there must be such a killer
King; thing ' to help no doubt; on misinformation
To route' like the 'so called gender confusion' is
That based on illusion? M n r a  gene infusions
Puberty drugs that cancel, usual life growth now
Given rampant dissolution  to the cohesion of
The youth..Just where is the truth?? I guess there
We be guidance on good moral fibre, when its
Signed off? this decider, or is it a guider?? So much
We all all need such' lets thank the govenrment to
Apprehend in its, (out-clutch?) to grab and redress'
The last decades miss-approprieated mess.!

October Carvings

Gray wings
at the edge of a threadbare blue.
A feathering that attenuates
and denatures.

Beneath somber clouds
stone angels watch
green granite deathbeds
crumble
in darkening dens.

October slips
through our eyes leaving no footsteps.
We are unaware of its coming
until we close those eyes tight,
then under squeezed lids
they glint starbright.

Sea-deep into a restless night
we may apprehend
the faces of the bloodless
as they seek
some last verdant masks to cover
their ice-sculptured features.

Dark

What causes drama about dark
that sneaks right in, puts out the spark
of confidence- to then embark
the path of fear, alone and stark?

What light there is, the shadows bend-
morph into scenes we apprehend;
disguised, unknown as our eyes send
those stark outlines we can't defend.

Like silhouettes of tall, bent trees
which come alive with every breeze;
their swaying arms transmit unease-
as darkness helps them mock and tease.

The dark invites a dismal mood
when eyes present a vision skewed.
Tween mind and senses there's a feud-
of what is real and what is viewed.

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