Best At The End Of The Day Poems
There's nothing like it after a hard day's work
To ge stuck in traffic behind some jerk
He smiles in his mirror like he's having fun
So I show him my finger because he's number one
Now rush hour moves at such a horrible pace
By the time I get home there's a beard on my face
If this isn't enough to make you hot
I arrive at home and can't find a parking spot
So I park up the street and pick up a nail
If swearing was a crime, I'd be in jail
Then I walk down the street which was freshly tarred
Our neighbor's dog did his duty in our back yard
I finish my dinner and sit down for the night
To watch TV and listen to the kids fight
I look at the ceiling and softly say
A prayer of thanksgiving at the end of the day.
Is this my achievement?
This is not what I planned for
Clueless answers is all I seem to get
Darkness now lights the room of my thoughts
Everything I built now in smithereens
Broken pieces now left for me
Beauty faded away like memories
As ashes that are worthless to me
But I should have seen it coming
Where was the weak link that made it fall?
I was so confident because it was so tall
Never know so great a fall was coming
I wouldn’t build again, its point is lame
It is bound to leave the way it once came
Like eating just to get hungry again
Wasted effort lies at the end of the day
I needed a little book to have
Something to write my heart desires
So burning, my heart stopped being quiet
This was enough for my pen to start.
In less than two hours I poured it all out
Things I saw but I could not yet touch
Just on point, I had no second thought
Then decided to seal the book’s mouth
Assured, I waited on him that fails not
Him alone, all desires he can meet
But waiting is now longer than once thought
Some are still there that I may never reach
Staring at the book, as if it is now strange
Makes me wonder at the end of the day
At the end of the day
I go back,
Travel the moments
Of my field-path-
Retrace the harvest
And seed
Placed as children
In eider cradles.
crimson streaks in a fading sky,
the sun falls below the emerald.
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May 15, 2013
Poetry/Crystalline/at the end of the day
Copyright Protected, ID 05-478-404-15
All Rights Reserved, 2013, Constance La France
This crimson afternoon is getting late
with evening shadows growing ever long.
The sun is knocking loud at nighttime’s gate
as nature’s choir is singing evening’s song.
The western sky is painted coral hues
as day surrenders to the evening dusk,
and daylight slowly starting to diffuse
while giving way for darkness to unhusk.
In emerald treetops birds begin to roost,
as golden harvest moon comes into view.
The sun descends as night is introduced,
and coral sky fades to a midnight blue.
When daylight’s final breath gives up a sigh,
and puts an end to nature’s bright ballet;
like yellow diamonds twinkling in the sky,
with eagerness, the stars come out to play.
July 23, 2018
Dusk
Lights out
Lock the door
I turn towards home
This was another good day at the store
i am tired
the day was long
and i did
nothing
nothing from the things
i had to do
i am happy
the day was full
and i did
a lot
a lot of the things
i liked to do
i am tired
the day was good
cause i did
i have done
what made me
happy
The sun is setting
The afternoon is ending
The store is empty
A few cars parked on the street
I'm content, this is complete
It's funny, the random things that remind you
of what a lovely place the world can sometimes be.
Like two little birds alighting on a wire,
as you emerge from the underground
just at dusk on a Thursday:
two weightless silhouettes,
suspended in the pre-star sky.
I wonder what journeys they've seen;
if they are recounting the day's adventures,
or merely resting in companionable silence
as the sun takes its final bow.
At the end of the day,
The sun shines its light;
The rain stops pouring,
As shown by rainbow's delight.
At the end of the day,
After the long journey;
Storms of life weathered
Submit to a moment of glory.
At the end of the day,
Begins the victory parade;
Sweet success is shining
Through our sacrifices made.
At the end of the day,
Sadness shall disappear;
Aches dwelled in the heart
Shall fade for us, my dear.
Let's start all over again,
Let's do it, don't delay;
Our love remains the same
At the end of the day.
put up my feet and tune out
my favourite music in the background
forget the daily grind
no worries no busy mind
brush free the day's cobwebs
smile to myself and relax
shake off the weight of the world
AP: Honorable Mention 2024
At the end of the day it seems
I know more than I knew in the morning
The daytime reality fades into dreams
The dreams disappear with no warning
It all boils down to the evening
Just one more evening to bear
Since one certain day it’s a different feeling
Cause you are no longer there
So what do I know? Not much
The other people know better
I know you are out of touch
And there won’t be a new letter
A new message, a new phone call..
I don’t know how to bear the evening!
And the end of the day time falls
Comes the night, with updated grieving.
At the end of the day...
When you are tired
When you have worked too hard
I will take your hand and lead you
Through the woods to the mountain pool
I will undress you
And carry you
Into the cool refreshing water
I will wash your silken hair under the waterfall
I will caress your tired body
And invigorate you with sweet smelling oils
Crushed from wild herbs
I will kiss you dry
And dress you in a gossamer gown
And lead you back to our table
I will feast you on fruits of the forest
And jasmine tea
Then I will take you in my arms
To our bed of moss
And under an eiderdown of autumn leaves
I will caress your body
My hands and my lips will explore you
Gently tracing an outline of your sensual curves
I will linger in the hills
And slowly cross the plain
And when I reach the essence of your femininity
We will wrap our bodies around each other
And dance in unison to the fire of our passion
And I will love you and treasure you
Honour and protect you
Until the end of time
These days my life seems flooded with joy, no longer the person unable to commit, i don't
fear the man that i am becoming. This love and beyond transformation is certain to succeed,
for so long i couldn't focus, now our lives are falling into place. We have a clear purpose
together, mutual feelings are pumping deep into our minds, i just hope i'm not deceived for
sharing my dreams. I have been patient long and far for the love of my life, emotionally and
physically my stripes have been earned, i am not ashamed to admit that i need you in my
life, my past has been buried with my former lifestyle of insecurity. I'm on a journey for my
queen, i just hope that you rise with me!!!