Best Ask For Poems
I knew I was the sole searcher.
Like a rose dying in the desert.
And all the loneliness she felt.
The piercing pains, oh how they hurt.
I can't turn the clock back, can I?
Wish to be where we were before.
Euphoric bliss of love we built,
Until I lost my head once more.
It was not long ere I discerned,
What a fool I really was
Yet what excuse could I invent?
She knew quite well I was the cause.
She roamed the crowded streets alone
Refusing all the calls I made
Preferred to die in loneliness,
Perhaps it was right that I paid.
I had no real intention
Of letting her go without me,
I climbed the stairs and waited.
An hour meant nothing to me.
She appeared, forlorn, teary-eyed.
Surprised she stood tall and defiant.
On my knees, I begged a pardon.
I loved her, she had to agree.
This poem is for the contest of genocide, Speak for the lost, I am not entering to win as they have chosen only five genocides to be written about. I am entering this for them to know currently a genocide is happening and we are all silent then what is the point of going back to time while we cannot anything about recent genocide?
Dedicated to all of the kids in Kobane of Kurdistan who are suffering from ISIS attacks and genocide at the moment while the world is watching!!!
Don't ask for her identity
If you see a little girl
with her eyes full of tears.
She must be a kurdish child of Kubani
Or she might be from Shangal!
Don't ask for her identity
Don't ask why her heart is full of fears.
Don't ask for her identity
If you see a little girl with faded hopes
Know that in middle of her dreams
She was awakened by the sound of gun firings.
To escape the rockets
She would fly if she had wings.
Don't ask for her identity
If you see a little girl
didn't act like a child
If you see a little kid with a frown.
She is deprived of a normal childhood
By the fear of ISIS
Trying to take over her childhood,
Trying to take over her town.
Don't ask for her identity,
Just be silent like the rest of the world.
Even when you see her blood in the streets,
Like the world leaders
Be a coward
And don't say a word.
Goran Rahim
If one day were added to my time on earth
I would want to spend it with you.
You wouldn’t have to do anything special
just being with you would be my reincarnation.
I would want to spend it with you
in a garden or on a dance floor
or simmering in the kitchen and though
you wouldn’t have to do anything special
during those added twenty-four hours
I want you to know that on that day
just being with you would be my reincarnation
the beginning of a lifetime
in which we would dance forever.
This is a poem about me My name I Tricia
I don't like being me cause I am sick in the head
I have had brain surgery and it makes it hard to spell and ryme
And in poetry we all know these are thing that are a must
And having said this I must confess that spell check can't help with word unless you
get enough letter for help and if not you are just SOL
Before I got sick I was quite quick with my wit
But the doctor zig when he shoud have zag and scrammled my egg
So there just ain't enough sourdough starter to make my bread rise anymore
I struggle with every poem I turn out and if it places I am happy
But if not I don't write to win I won when I posted I complete
So if you see a poem by me think that she has had a hard time in getting it here
If you do decide to read be a dear
Comment without care I wear BIG GIRL PANITES you can knock them down
If you dare I will just pull them back up, climb on my high horse, and write away
Tricia
9/12/2014
Out on the water kayaking
Slowly tracking
Gentle movements
Practicing improvements
Suddenly the wind picks up
At first a small hiccup
Must seek solid ground
Before I drowned
Stay focused and unafraid
Good plan laid
Each stroke leads to shore
So I paddle a little more
The storm is here
I feel the fear
Rain comes down
From all around
Making it hard to see
What’s in front of me
So I ask for help
It’s heartfelt
Suddenly a boater appears
Out of nowhere, Cheers
I am saved
This experience engraved
Float around my mind,
I will pour out every thought,
And ask for nothing.
I must,
slide down,
this hole,
I'm hoping to find,
a white rabbit,
hopefully not,
the big bad wolf,
who always has,
a bad habit,
of eating others,
especially those who,
are dressed in red,
while he's pretending to be,
a helpless grandmother,
lying sick,
in her bed.
If I never return,
you'll find me,
in a book store,
inside wandering eternally,
in a book called,
In Wonderland.
Just ask,
the book salesman,
for Alice,
he'll curiously,
lend,
his furry,
white hand!
Jesus… We Ask For Your Protection!
Jesus… We ask for your protection
upon our home.
May our family sing praises
around your throne!
May you be honored in the things we say and do!
May our hearts be as an expression of YOU!
We pray that your blessings will be received!
May your spirit of loving,
be what’s achieved!
We pray that we’ll strive for a Godly way of living!
And walk before you,
in a spirit of thanksgiving!
We pray that our vows to one another will be ”reinforced!”
Help us to stay strong, and not drift “off course.”
May your peace be what binds us together!
Allowing you to be our lord… Now and forever!
Please bind our hearts together as one!
May your words guide our daughters and sons!
We thank and bless you!
And praise your holy name!
An abundant life with you,
may we seek to obtain.
You are and will always be the Lord for us!
We give you our love, and all of our trust!
You give us everything we have ever needed!
With you, our home has been completed!
By Jim Pemberton
How Can I Ask,
For an Autumn, without this?
Golden Sunlight bright.
All God's Color Scene's, Paint Your Lines
Of Victory.
From the Days of Springtime's Yore,
Up, Up Again Once More.
Red, Yellow, Brown's the tip of Wyoming,
For Pennsylvania Apple Pie I'm Hoping.
All God's Color Scene's, Paint Your Lines
Of Victory.
How Can I Ask,
For an Autumn, Without All, This!!
Asking, Asking, A.S.K., for Another Sunny Autumn Day
Asking, Asking, A.S.K., For some Golden Sunlight Bright our way.
How Can I ask For an Autumn without this!
Soon to take the road, ...with God's Love, To Guide Us Home!
Life...Tell me that you like me
Breeze...Whisper sweet nothings in my ears
Rainfall...Gift me mist and fog
Silken sheets...Soak up my tears
Memories...Bless me with sweet reveries
Trials...make me a better man
Age...Give me wisdom please
Time...make me the best I can
Patience...Tell me I have naught but time
Anger...Please take leave of me
Peace...Be a constant companion of mine
And love...I know it’s asking a lot, but
…`make me the best lover I can be...
The beauty of life's song is in between the silence of the notes
If you don't stop to listen you'll never hear what was wrote
Appreciation has a purpose and it's meant for the beholder
Like when a father asks his son to give only to hand more over
Loving life is just the start comprised of building up another
So love your neighbor practice patience and be like a brother
After all we're all in this together and noone gets out alive
Lead by example and work together your community is like a hive
Have understanding for one's anger and someone in tough times
That understanding will shine a beacon of trust for all that see to find
Indecisiveness doesn't exist in a world defined by character traits
So be someone revered, upright and just leading with Love to Golden Gates
~ So much exquisite history today,
That piques our curiosity to seek ...
The information midst our DNA,
Unloosed with but a swab inside our cheek ...
But some are secrets, best left ... to mystique. ~
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "When Line Five Enables Your Poem To Thrive" Poetry Contest, Silent One, Sponsor.
J-ust let Wednesday morning
O-pen the day with light;
E-vening comes to a close,
M-ist fades into the night.
I-t's not a foggy February first, your birthday brings much fun;
L-et the dakness disappear in front of the rising sun.
M-ount Mayon stays calm,
U-nder the wide blue lane;
J-ust let the grass on the hill
A-sk for the pouring
R-ain.
You never have to
You
Love
Lord
Great blessing of my life
When I see you smile
I realize all the time
How favoured I am that you are mine
Thank you for being on my side
My beautiful sunshine
Shining star at night
Bright light in the dark
You make my world a better place
And you bring so much peace
My strength when I am weak
For you, I stay on my knees
Wish you would see how it feels
As I walk on the streets
Knowing that you are a part of me
Of you, I am proud indeed
As a Mother, I still wonder
What I have done
To be graced with a special gift
Altogether treasured
My place of comfort
I know God has been kind
By giving me such a child
What more could I ask for?