Best 22Nd Poems


4 Jon On Our 22nd Wedding Anniversary

Your love is
quite sensational –

Your laughter tastes
    like spring-time rain

Your tears smell
    like sweet lemon flower petals

Your voice looks
    so 
    deeply 
    majestic

Your heart sounds
    like exquisite violin and harp concertos

And your eyes!

Your eyes feel
    like early autumn sunset’s amber-gold lengthening glow

Oh, my love, your love
is entirely, completely,
embracingly

Sen-sational!

' Personality ... ' 22nd Senryu

‘ Personality ’   22nd   Senryu 



     No  Morality ?
… TV  Technicality
      Sad Reality …

22nd Century

Technology is taking over the world,
Granite were not walking in the sky as in the Jetsons
But were flying..

We've got computers that fit in our pockets
Cars you can plug into the wall,
Sauce that taste like apples!
This world,is Amazing
Amazingly Amazing..

Electric bills for thousands of dollars
Open the bill and let out a holler!
This world,is Expensive
Expensively Expensive..

The Sun stays out until 9 pm!
Orange and Red like a everlasting sky Fire,
Yearning to be put out.
The Pink clouds mix with black smoke
From the local Brewery
Which now offers 64 flavors of Beer,might I Say!
This world,is Polluted
Pollutedly Polluted..

This world changes everyday,in different kinds of stupid ways
We live our lives like there’s no tomorrow
But there is!
There wont be,if we keep on the way were keeping..

Day by Day,by Week by Month by Year,by Decade..Century`
© S B  Create an image from this poem.


The 22nd of December

The longest night,

 The shortest day

 The 22nd of December.

 The Sun turns into another way

 Putting more warmth into the amber,

 Into the humans hearts that pray

 For love, for peace, for happiness,

 For Merry Christmas!

 The 22nd of December!

 The Sun has got its own reasons

 To differentiate the seasons. 

 And Jesus Christ birth

 On our beautiful Earth

 Was also the Suns grace

 From the magic space.

  

 Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

Note To the 22nd Century

To some of you, I represent a religion 
Whatever that religion is 
I hope it is freedom, love and ____ing intense belief.
In humanity, In yourself, your future self and your impact 
It is excellence,  acceptance, perseverance
and a voice
Even when they have their hands on your throat
A voice to speak up against what is Ill
The  illness of hate, fear, of self-preservation
and most of all stupidity
Yours Truly

the 22nd century wishing well

>>  true love, please.
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>>  fine, then just love.
[ERROR]file 'love' can’t exist without 'true'
>>  …just happiness, then.
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Premium Member THE BRITISH PRIME MINISTER - KEIR STARMER - RESIGNED JUNE 22ND 2026

He was a charming gentleman and a much liked Prime Minister,                                  
But suddenly insults hurled by the score, some hurtful, some sinister, 
Wow, public's choice looks like mickey mouse,
Should be polished, talk well, not slouch,
Burnham watch out, politicians can read you well within global perimeters. 

You talk a lot Andy, say things people want to hear,
It upsets me when I hear slogans that merely smear,
Starmer’s ego, hurt with each jeer,
And Mrs Starmer who shed a tear,
Don’t be too smug, many in 10 downing, want your cheer.

December 22nd

December 22nd

I am not worried
There is nothing I can do to stop it
History says the world will end
It knows when it will happen
Yet, it doesn't know how life will end
Will it be from the wrath of God
A drastic change in the weather
Maybe man will cause it
After all we have tried for all of time
Guns and gases
Bombs made to destroy a planet
All offered by the gods of old
Created by man to kill his brother
If it happens I want to be the last to die
I want to say that the rotten bastards finally did it
Then take a gun and blow my head off
But I am not worried
I am not scared
I am sure that the sun will rise again
People will wake from their nervous sleep
And December 22nd will be just another day

Premium Member William Lewis, 22nd Century Explorer

William Lewis woke up one day to see 
a jungle, frightening and dark,
not knowing how he had arrived there
or which way he should embark.

He heard the stirrings of strange creatures
in every cranny and nook. 
There was fear, violence, and aggression 
in all directions his eyes took.  

In trepidation, he wondered, "where am I?",
as he got ready for a fight.
"Is this another planet, or is this Hell?" 
he asked and slogged the bitter night". 

Just then, he was interrupted by a voice
that informed William as it spoke,
"Your free trial has been completed. 
It's time that you awoke."

Upon hearing this, he remembered 
he had signed up to see,
given it was the year 2125,
"How is the new virtual reality?"

The legal team and marketers decided,
based on this beta trial,
a warning label must be attached
stating the risk of experiences, vile.

We search through the contents of your brain
and take what we can find, 
WARNING: THE WORLD THAT YOU WILL LIVE IN,  
IS A REFLECTION OF YOUR MIND.

Afternoon Thoughts On December 22nd

You see
I'm unable to fathom what you did and you said
I saw love but I felt pain
And for years on the presence of others
It's all the same
Confidently you uttered the words of assurance
"I'm different from them. I am not like them."
And of course my heart danced
As I remember those moments
I listened to the pounding inside our chests
Echoed in the air of silence
I resent the lost chances
I should've shouted
Loud and clear what I really felt
It could've gone off easily if I did, maybe
If you heard my cries
You could've apologised
Or will you apologise? 
For you to ask forgiveness
Is my hope for vengeance

Lockdown- 22nd Day

Pessimistic minds
Pray to heavenly vaccines
From the death valleys

Day and night will live,
Universe with the nature
will live without I

Revolt reel
I make free sky kite
Aimlessly

Read or hate
Goalless lantern light
Knows to guide

Vaccines for the life
Poison for the death
The revolution of science
Must come to awake all world

16.04.2020 (Chattogram City)

Remember the 22nd Dawn In December Morn

E-xtending my warm wishes 
L-et me hope for your success 
I-n all endeavors and activities; 
Z-oom high into victory 
A-lbeit time of difficulty, 
B-e the best that you can be; 
E-mblaze this dawn to remember, 
T-wenty-second morn of December, 
H-appy birthday to my wife's mother.

July 22nd

On July 22nd, sometime the afternoon,

A small and black object fell into the ocean’s gloom.

And though I dived for it, a friend by my side.

I did not find this object, so in the ocean it resides.

It may have been high tide, but we were determined.

A lost cause though, the internet confirmed it.

And so I have lost my photos, my videos as well,

My contacts, alarm, and camera, in water will forever dwell.

The former irreplaceable, the holder quite easily,

And so I’ll get a new one, and look after it ceaselessly.

It was not the best of tech, so it was not the most expensive.

But losing my dear flip phone has left me quite pensive.
© Willow A.  Create an image from this poem.

95 My 22nd Leaf

95.

My 22nd Leaf



Plucked thee from low tree

Of rare fruit specie

Here it's not native

So lucky to live

Wow!...an “apple” tree!



Don't know thy planter

Maybe the owner

CapSU property

Veterinary

We're six who saw thee



Wrote this day after

Picked thee from owner

Not so bright sunshine

Noon, February Nine

Year Two Thousand Twelve



Some meters away

National highway

Outside darag fence

Of roosters and hens

Backyard of Vet.Med.



Had picture-taking

Some staff Salingsing

Bea and Ghazee

Jayson and Amy

Ma'am Joy's with us too!



-02/10/2012

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

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