Best Adventurous Poems
Feeling like a particle of dust in the expanse of existence
I keep trying to find myself
Hoping, when I would do so,
That I would find the anchor that I need
To feel at home while being myself!
I searched for myself in the faces of people that I met
And was only met with pretense
People pretend to wish to smile
People pretend to care
People pretend to be happy
People and their pretentions, I decided
Is not about being me!
I searched for myself in the behavior of people towards me
And was only met with selfishness
People aim only to satisfy their ego
Ready to harm me and break me
Without any sense of pity towards the mess that I am
People and their cruelty, I decided
Is not about being me!
I searched for myself in the feelings of people towards me
And was only met with indifference
People care only to please themselves
People care not about pure intentions
About naïve temperaments and certainly not
About being an orthodox romantic living in a fast world
People and their feelings, I decided
Is not about being me!
I searched for myself in my own deep self
Am I the words that emanate from me
Am I the songs I listen to
Am I the clothes that I wear
Am I the actions of time over my body
Am I the purpose I have set for myself in life
Am I the choices that I make in life
Am I the facets that I show to the world
Or those which I hide, deep in closets?
Pray, after searching the within and without,
I decided that my essence remains unknowable
I am not that which I believe I am
I am not that which the world deems me to be
I am mystery and shall have to keep on searching
To be able to get to know me!
ADVENTUROUS WOMANLife is to live and to chill in.
Just relax and lay back and enjoy your living.
Do not worry about crazy ass leaders in your country.
Law abides and that should tell them something.
If it does not, oust.
Egypt has done this to two.
Adventurous the world maintains.
You want to sightsee life insanely.
Skydiver you are.
You are on flight to the Republic of the Maldives.
A political escapade you have partook.
You are foreign blood from the United States.
This is your family origin and you want to connect.
Therefore, you donate to the cause to project.
Exploitation you do not mind.
You want a fulfilling life and one that enshrines.
No matter what the big picture is, your consideration is that life was given to live.
Thus, you contemplate with an inner focus.
You will enjoy life and all its trinkets.
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PENNED ON AUGUST 31, 2014!
BOOTY CALL
SENT
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REPENT
John G. Lawless
7/11/2015
You're too tall
Too funny
Too loud yet you're everything I never knew I wanted.
Your voice drives me
Crazy.
Up the wall
And I fall fall fall....
Why'd you have to go and sing some stupid song
About another girl
And throw it at my feet?
Because I told you
I like your music...
Why'd you have to
Send me the words I've been needing to hear
That you can't say without music?
I'm too quiet
Contradictory
Think too much.
You might
Be adventurous
But I think you're just scared...
Cuz you won't even say what we are
What we are
What we are
Adventurous moonlight
Snaking through trees left and right
Landing on your smiling face
Unaware of the sly pun gone by
Mere backdrop to the laughing cries
Of summertime in the city
Pity
She's a two edge sword--
who wheels profound believes.
Thus, sashays
with Viking's valor
and intuitive ease.
She's been known
to bend, near break--
shading discarded leaves;
From harsh, scolding droughts
or debar's frost-bite freeze.
She's no puppet-master and
certainly ain't--angst's puppet, hung.
Who submissive questions,
cowardly answers, bows, then scurrys,
when her strings are tugged.
She's that avid eagle,
with freedom's rein to soar.
Her nest--it never tethers,
with knowledge's thirst,
explores.
The world, it's but
her pearly oyster,
with every venture,
craves to seek
and conquer more.
She climbed the hill of daffadils, her hips held a sway. The mountain laurels were in bloom, this bright sunny day. Meandering thru the forest the soft moss felt so light, she suddenly discovered a lovely mushroom site. She was quite happy with her find, the village of mushrooms surrounded by pines. They were off white, matsutake, if I gather several pounds, how much will they pay? The morel of this story is really not profound, as long as your still on this earth be sure to look around.
If you find yourself walking in the adventurous lane of love, you may find certain aspects of different lives intriguing. From things such as finding the smell of the rain pleasant to realizing how intriguing someone's eyes can be.
When you find someone you love, you start to wonder how you ever went on without them. Everything about them seems desirable, even their faults. The way that their hands move when their thinking, even the way their mouth moves when they are eating.
Some people wonder whether or not they will find love, if they will find that ever-long happiness that people seem to be blinded by. Everyone can find love, even if its not a person. You can find love for the simple things, such as the sound water can make when it hits the rocks of the stream bed, or the look of the cotton candy clouds during a sunset. Love can be every where you just have to look.
If you are lucky enough to find a person you love, hold them close. Everyday can be an escape of reality with the right person. Every one will fade into the back ground and your eyes will only be on that person.
Love is an adventure. Love is willing. Love is the feeling of security and happiness.
A herd of sheep
Went near a hill that was steep
They were in trouble
Like the spaceship Hubble
The shephered had to stop them
But he was guarding the gem
This looked very unfair
As no one was there to take care
A boy playing in the rain
Saw the sheep in pain
And drove away all the sheep with a cane
Benedict
This child, picking berries red
which scent bright juniper in the air,
imbeds each one in a plate of mud
like a genuine cook extraordinaire
She dances, with her arms out swaying
face bent deep in emotion,
to find the key ingredients
to stir into her latest creation
The white rocks with the silver chips,
and black orbed date palm fruit
She sings while she is working
for she always loves to cook
While she is out there working
the neighbor cat called "Pillow"
(He really is named "Tigger"
but she's now renamed the fellow)
comes over to quickly inspect
to see if there's some kind of treat
some cream or some cheese
or maybe, at best, a scrap of juicy, red meat
She confides to him that she's lonely
so he goes belly up
and she pets him with a fondness
and the delicacy of love
This girl, loving life every second
is a cook and as "grown up" as she wants to be
She is the epitome of happiness
and looks a lot like a lot younger me
She comes in quite dirty, after her work,
with only one thought in her mind
"I've got a poem to write now mamma
Can you listen to this rhyme?"
At only 3 years old,
it seems impossible to me
and yet this little girl
is already who she's bound to be.
awake early morn
a rustle in my ivy
adventurous cat
When the clouds are high up in shape. My mind is high up in resolutional escape. When the sun is overhead, the soles of my feet overheat.
The more I walk, the more the ground I track blazes up and the clouds roll in a mob like they are running a marathon.
Where are they going to?
Why am I still walking? Should I join them?
Is time on their side ? Is it on my side?
Is it on your side?
Time ain't on anyone's side.Do that which you ought to do in this second, for in the next the cloud would have shifted and changed it's shape.
ADVENTUROUS
I know they are so rude and malicious
They just want to see me suffering in vicious
Still, I let it go, and I see everybody and everything kind, nice, and obvious
Life is wonderful and should be aventurous
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando October 24, 2016
Sometimes, You feel disenchanted because you just want to take a break from the insipid course of life.
Sometimes, You are fed up to the extent that you may fall apart like a house of cards because you lack versatility.
Sometimes, You detest that you are toiling so much to put up with your tentative phase of life.
Sometimes, You feel that your mind is not propulsive enough to push you forward through the adventurous path of your life.
Sometimes, You find that everything around you is compact.
Sometimes, You are too devastated to start over again and face whatever may come to you.
But then... Don't forget that,
There were times, You were incredibly invincible rain or shine.
There were times when you were independent and desired no one's support or help.
There were times when you sat down to reflect upon your most indestructible self.
There were times when you stood alone to face whatever may come to you.
There were times when you assured yourself that every task you handled was merely a piece of cake to you.
There were times when you decided not to give up and plunged back with determination.
There were times when you were exceptionally rewarded for your tremendous efforts in not giving up...
So Rise up and stride over!!!
Sometimes, try the things
Daring, venturesome and thrill
You haven't done yet.