Best Assists Poems
Although it may build a bridge connecting the future with our ancestry and our history, a puzzle is not all together
a hidden mystery. A puzzle presently considers the unveiling of where we've been and where we are going. A puzzle also
helps to guide and direct our longings as it unfolds the meanings of our belongings. Each piece of the puzzle of life is a part and picture.
Notwithstanding, we must be discerning of pieces never designed to fit. As we proceed forward, our lives may seem puzzling, but we must
not fear, fret, or second guess, because as the puzzle pieces are placed into position, our lives become easier to read and understand.
Each person placed in our path assists in God's wonderful plan and purpose for our lives. No person or piece of the puzzle of life is to be
deemed more valuable than the other, because each is like a sister or brother prepared to take us further in the journey toward our destiny.
052222PSCtest, A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE, Brian Strand
As you dance among the leaves absorbing Autumns chilly breeze
Umbrella of colors brain ingests assists minds eye a peaceful rest
Totally brings you to your knees this peaceful landscape of the trees
Upon your eyes, gloriously pleased, boredom appeased, animations crest
Memory engages raking hordes of leaves as they slowly became deceased
Natures frequency of positive ion charged crisp cool air digest
Dance Now, Canvas doesn't capture rapture
Audible, amplified wind drifting hisses
Numerous leaves, blowing their own individual bliss dispatcher
Cleansing whirlwind whips frosted kisses
Enticing ciders, cinnamon and carved faced pumpkins to fracture
9/4/2017
Oh, friends can soothe
your tired soul!
Such sunshine flowers,
they are at morn.
And myriad starlights,
they support your goals.
With them, you get a spirit,
shining and reborn.
Recovering hope, is but one
of their gifts.
Perchance, they have wings
we cannot see!
But we might sense, they are
indeed are, our adoptees.
Your friends are your precious
life assists!
3/9/2021
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F-A-I-T-H-F-U-L-N-E-S-S (DOUBLE ACROSTIC)
F- Fidelity is the finest stability of mind surf -F
A- Anomaly can't reach to its alpha to omega -A
I- Inner heart remains loyal to know its true ‘I' -I
T- The virtue lastingly comes by knowledge to lit -T
H- Happily it bows the entire unit hailing all truth -H
F - Fallacious light can't destroy its reliable proof -F
U- Ultimately it finds out the goal to enjoy thru -U
L- Light of life it drives with liberal moral soul -L
N- Nectar of relations it serves to it decent nation -N
E- Ecstatic welfare circumstances only its empire -E
S- Sure we all be blessed if sustain faithful bliss -S
S- Soul will be eternal being in devoted assists -S
13.05.2020 Chattogram
Written: December 03, 2023
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It is either life or death
But there is also controversy
Within the boundless
Accrual occurs as well
There is either love or hate
Just...hostility
Who might control it?
Is verity
One can be either first or last.
There is only a disparity
And who would be in charge?
assists the vast majority
There is both space and time
Only drowsiness in between
Things are wild and free
Have vastness.
Up and down,left or right,here and there,you are the only God who gives me this and that,help me pass under and over,between and amongst, assists me to jump and slide through obstacles, swim through temptations and roll down gigantic rocks.
Dear Lord I have tasted bitter and sour but your love is the sweetest.
Your blood quenches my thirst and your body satisfies me.
I guess choosing you is better than A,B,C or D and the best than the twelve subjects.Your touch is the best sensation ever felt in my nerves.
My Fetish. I adore you.
Wedges. Pumps.
Stilettoes. Brown.
Baby Blue. Black.
Red. Pink are all so
beautiful. You make me
feel like a lady. Nikes.
Timberlands. A pair of
killer boots. Match with a
fedora or a fresh to death
leather coat. Uggs, Steven
DSW, oh my how I am grateful
for you. Loafers. Buckles. Straps.
Peek a boo toes. Strapbacks. ON SALE.
Played dress up with my mom's and the
love affair began. Leopard. Bows. Fashion.
Class. With leggings. Jeans. Skirts. Suits.
Bikini underwear with a special Boo. Bags
the same color, high heels assists with what
some say is my sex appeal. Pretty details draw
attention from all ages and genders. A little girl's
obssession grown into a woman. Closet packed sparkling
eyes, legs dancing, carrying me into the next life lesson.
I give you tribute and pay homage to you. I love you shoes.
Why do I love this awesome team
A logo is a start
What cooler than a fighting shark
The black, orange, blue, and white
The players are something to like
“It’s Thornton for the goal!!”
Assists from Marleu to Pavelski
Always ignite the light
The chilly rink is exceptional
The giant shark on ice
The players start by skating through
His mouth about to bite
No let’s be real -
You’re totally choke
Can never pull through
10 years to the playoffs
But no win
Here’s shark anatomy 101
Sharks just cannot
fly
Yet sadly to say
No matter what
You’re guaranteed to try
To win a cup would be the best
I’d laugh to Peters face
Although he says we’ll never win
I know the shark will fight
When we grow wings you will lose yours
The red will be the blood
It stains the ice but we still fly
For the fans the best sight
I always knew that you could win
I never gave up hope
You worked so hard for this moment
And achieved your own right
The Sharks have Evolved
"A Conversation with Aenesidemus"
all perceptions are relative
and interact
one upon another
take a coin
stand it vertical
spin it
gravity does that
it’s one way or the other
there is no in between
middle roads
even when you hold it
steady between your fingers
there is one side or the other
the middle exists
it stands for what its worth
for a short time
let go of the hold,
it wobbles and
topples over
and falls in line
one side or the other
eventually
choices are detours
you may take the high road
and one may take the low road
the road less traveled
too, converges,
where both high and low roads
eventually meet,
some say its complex
if you ask me,
designed,
even chaos has its place,
simple, neat
all perceptions are relative
and interact
upon another
truth,
he said,
varies infinitely
under circumstances
whose relative weight
cannot be accurately gauged
nor guaranteed
therefore, there is
no absolute knowledge
for everyone,
for all people
are brought up
with different beliefs
under different laws
under different
social conditions
yet, he says,
pyrrhonistically
speaking
all perceptions are relative
and interact
upon another
hiccups
contradictory
scrolls of tropai modes
the suspension
of judgment
it’s enough
to do your head in
all this walking on water
a real tonic
for those
experiencing cptsd
humour and
intelligencia
assists,
streaming
light through
jadeful windows
enter left screen
Belief
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
Everyone feels the pressure of stress,
Your environment is the ultimate test.
Whether it’s on a job or in life,
Not everything is as easy as pie.
People are often blind to complexity,
Steady crying about your personal issues,
Countless factors hidden in mentality.
Oblivious to the tissues next to you.
Focusing on little details is not a crime,
Stress can be like a ticking time bomb.
Taking things, a single step at a time,
Assists me in staying steady and calm.
Relax and take a deep breath,
Creating stress only leads to death.
However, if I breathe slow and chill,
I will overcome life’s stress windmill.
He issues assists
on the hard basketball court
with no-look passes.
Refreshing drink – there’s nothing finer,
When you’re parched and really gasping –
Darjeeling tea in fine bone china,
Mark the subtle, fresh aroma
Spiralling up in wisps of steam.
It wakes the brain, assists with thinking
At breakfast time when spirits flag,
It equals good champagne for drinking,
Just when you need a morning lift.
So sip the amber liquid, slow
And feel the warmth of Asian suns.
That tannin bite will make you glow,
Awakening sleepy spirits, fast.
It’s full of life and constancy,
This British institution, TEA.
You don’t see the defects,
You only see the muscle,
And when he is accused,
You cause a kerfuffle.
Adjacent to beauty, truth,
That youth so lively and vital,
Vibrant with colour spread,
He speaks with his amble.
Two sociology’s merge,
Into one lovely scene,
And technology assists,
With where you’ve been.
Having only conversation,
Through looks and kindness,
Facilitated by still silence,
Interspersing strong keenness.
Bed lying open to anyone,
Enclosing only the two of you,
Glueing that modish freshness,
That expects to act and do.
In the game of basketball,
It's up and down the court;
Ready to dribble and shoot,
Each player shows his worth.
One cager emerges superb,
From every angle scoring;
He drives hard to the basket
As the fans stand, cheering.
He plays the center role,
Standing six-foot-eleven;
Armed with two big hands
As well as long fingers ten.
The heart of a champion
Beats in determination;
Either offense or defense
Has an ample attention.
He knocks down three-pointers,
Doing fade away jumpers;
Hauling down big rebounds,
Like a machine in four quarters.
He leaves the defenders in shock,
Using his lateral quickness;
He issues lightning-quick assists,
Highlighting no-look passes.
Taking fouls from ferocious foe,
He is strong in body and mind;
He goes straight to the stripe,
Making free throws from the line.
He blocks every single shot,
Making a fruitful fastbreak;
Doing double crossover
To put an icing on a cake.
Hard to stop catch-and-shoot,
Points his team pile up;
But the other wants to take the lead,
To emerge and win the cup.
In the last two minutes
The score is tied at 99 all;
The great dribbler dunks,
Wanting not to lose or fall.
After the tie-breaking shot,
He steals from the point guard;
He wants a step-back jumper
Done by the power forward.
But behold the other quintet
Defending so very tight;
The lead remains at two,
Until they make it all right.
The very exciting game
To overtime period goes;
As both clubs deliver,
Trading every shot that flows.
With half a second remaining,
To give up no one does want;
After the last full time-out,
Both hope to be in front.
The ball now is in his hands,
The score is still the same;
He makes the last shot to earn
The best player of the game.
Christmas should be a time of joy
For every little girl and boy
They gather 'round the Christmas tree
Little hearts beating eagerly
Their eyes closely scan each present
Wondering what Santa has sent
Some hope they have been good enough
And would get their requested stuff
Mum picks up each present gently
And reads to see whose it might be
A little heart leaps at its name
And then joyfully makes its claim
After presents are given out
Then it's time for another bout
It's time for presents' unwrapping
One can feel excitement growing
Tiny one still in diaper
Tries to peel off wrapping paper
Mum assists the eager beaver
Expectation growing stronger
Squeals of excitement fill the air
From the other kids gathered there
Their delight they cannot contain
Santa has delivered again
Once again thank you Dear Santa
Setting little hearts a-flutter
Making Christmas a time of joy
For every little girl and boy