Best Basing Poems
In this old sensing bad world,
Old is good,
The old culture,
Listening to a song nature,
Music their literature,
A violin at every home,
Like one with Nero Rome,
Violin in feminine for the men then,
A fiddle in the middle of hands,
The four strings of violin like four nerves of women,
Carrying not blood but fear,incomprehension,shyness,
And loathing no men but own men,
The women were pure like music from violin,
The old not violent,
But a good violin,
Oh Girl! let the music play on from the old violin!
(Basing on the culture of our South Asian bounds)
Categories:
basing, appreciation, culture, music, relationship,
Form:
Light Verse
Understood like written opinions in the dark.
This fine line of cultural barriers.
Controlled by our mental description of perfect.
Who is perfect?
Who has the right to judge my look, then, assume it goes with my personality.
Basing your opinion of me on my past told to you, but known by me.
You can use faith as the basis for everything.
I'm searching for common ground on sea's,
Hoping god will appear and say" Come to me".
Tattoo's, make me a walking collague of all things I hold dear beyond skin deep.
Piercing, for me, a form of beauty.
Encouraged to be different,
To shake up the norm.
Outcasted when the norm ends up a far cry from it's original form.
Take to negitive's to form a positive.
Confronting those who swear their word is bond, or
the hetro-sexual closet cases who hide their sins and judge the world.
Truth's hidden inside brains.
Mine hell bound, cause my sins hang from sleeve's, like
gay flags at pride parade.
So quick to judge, failing to see..
It's the soul,
that make's you, you, and me, me..
Categories:
basing, lifeme,
Form:
I.
They say women don’t need men anymore,
that they can have it all on their own,
feminism claims it is the future,
and that it’s contingent on me to know
that everything’s just a social construct,
there’s no difference that we cannot change,
and they go and destroy any scientist
who has the sense and courage to explain
that millions of years of evolution
imprints on all of our genetic lines,
the differences are not just skin deep,
they leave a large impact on our minds.
Even here amidst the great western world,
where there is much legal equality,
you would think we’d see a half-and-half,
but it doesn’t break that evenly.
Women rule in social science and nursing,
men dominate construction and war,
even with money for the girls in the STEM
and endless rants or manhood deplored.
And should a woman become the rare one,
strong enough to make it into combat,
she’ll be in the bottom percentile,
unable to match men’s muscle mass.
But we’re afraid to point out the difference,
though it’s been know for millions of years,
we’ve naturals strength bound to our sex,
and this now seems a fact to be feared?
But what happens to the naïve young woman
basing the whole of their future upon
a career where nature’s stacked the deck?
What will happen if we’ve got it wrong?
Categories:
basing, how i feel, introspection,
Form:
Rhyme
No bull in the proverbial china shop
but of the astrological skies
you’d ride bareback upon the animal
assured by its strength and muscular form
Ruled by Venus and of the second house
A feminine introvert or negative sign
A lover of all things nature and natural
Earth, loyal and faithful but needs stability
Although stubborn enough to charge at one disturbing the peace
Fulfilling the senses with beauty
Neck and throat sensitive and strong (aim affection here!)
Homely content, liking the comforts of life
Attracted to material things in simplest form
although from senses – tactile or pleasing to eye
Naturally practical likes comfortable space for home and work
Food clothes music and linen of importance
for ‘things’ are of value, money and those not materialistic
Sensation more important than feelings and thought
A Taurean can appear boring to others
Practical and sensible in approach
Basing life on the real not imagined
Not willing to take unecessary risk
nor put foundations that are solid in jeopardy
Happy with stability and simplicity so long as functional
Not to be distracted and not exceptionally clever
You get to where you want to be through determination
Always needing the tools to get back to basics and build
A feminine introvert or negative sign
Life is good, ruled by Venus sensual and simple
In Venus Taurus is about physical and idealistic love, arts and beauty
Patient, reliable warmhearted and caring nature
One determined and persistant, a creative, placid creature
Needs watch health especially throat, repiratory, abscess and rheumatism
Stubborness and inflexibility can sometimes be issue
Possessive and relentlessness yet loving
Law abiding and somewhat hostile with change
Witty and practical, faithful and generous to friends
More than averagely loving and very self-conscious
Fixed in opinion down to experience and acceptable patterns
Steadfast, just and firm when faced with difficulty
These are not afraid of dirty hands nor shy of hard work
At best in positions of trust and responsibility
Strength is sensible outlook on life
Weakness of being unable to accept less than you can achieve
Seeing is believing
and because the feet are firmly on the ground
others will come to this sign for advice
as they plod along taking only what is needed to survive
Categories:
basing, mystery, timesenses, sensual,
Form:
Free verse
KRISTINA LUGN, YOU…: Two Sonnets
Dr. Manoranjan Das
One
You’re the seeker of liberation with ultimate
Aim through your own creation where the everlasting
Happiness is nursed by you for moderating
The life’s dogma and harmony ; that’s accurate.
Kristina Lugn, , ah! Your good deeds are attached
With needs of men through the real essence
Of pure knowledge that rowed to consequence.
Here’s your aspiration with realization ; that’s set...
Your powerful pen takes out the views of your mind,
To promote the society where the flux
Of your pure experience is mingled , to stand
Beside the object of realities as a box
Of virtues ; here significantful project
Of self identity is for intuitive effect…
Two
With the conscious will and affirmative approach,
You ‘ve the self evidence with identity , at all;
And your means of cognition is to attach
For validity to establish love, over all.
Your thought is waved to black and white, owing
To ooze into the mind of men which’s ontological;
Here your manifesto is sparked for mankind, viewing
With the virtues ; not in epistemological....
Kristina Lugn, you have the higher self-attitude
For society’s positiveness, on the whole
Here awareness and consciousness, basing on a route,
Are , ah! Activated through your distinctive role.
Ah! Kristina Lugn, you are the horizon of love;
And you aptly cultivate uniqueness that you have
Categories:
basing, april, autumn, bangla, blessing,
Form:
ABC
It’s quite a simple situation
No need for reason, contemplation
We don’t even need a cause
Making flaws in perfect laws
It’s us that make things complicated
So unconcerned, demotivated
We model our lives based on theirs
But using bent and twisted shapes
Eternally seeking an end to our turmoil
While this remains a situation (that)
Takes no thought or concentration
To see the solution’s before our eyes
We’re basing laws on perfect flaws
Categories:
basing, history, life, nature, people,
Form:
Verse
TAGORE ON
I just happened reading Rabindranath Tagore’ s poem called “The Gardener.”
The Gardener XL: An Unbelieving Smile
“……the dark rim of your eyes.
Then smile as archly as you like
when I come again.”
I am a Wheel, my blood flows inward
Of its spokes.
I am a Star,
My blood dissolves
In its Middle.
The Middle is without Time.
Here is where I am born.
Here the Poet letting Go:
Pollen, Sac, Belly
To more giving
Yes—
The weeks go on
And I contemplate the Gardener
Basing on cumulative
Bending, drawing in
Giving Magnificence
Back to the Universe
Stranded between Reason and Awe.
Tagore brings the World
In as Word/song.
With Black and white
His work became tight
As the freest gift
In specially the Light.
-Daniel de Cullá
Categories:
basing, books, celebrity, culture, dream,
Form:
Lyric
The elation from temptation is a tricky equation
the spacing gets it racing the heart is in rotation
the soul is placing in its placement...the dream
incased in is worth tasting with conversation
at this station all are waiting contemplating more...
observations all are basing life decisions on a pace in
ones own mind deliberating self-celebration
hell to heaven through abrasions all creations
seek satisfaction life is action and its passing
seize this faction all these facts and pack the passion
face what's happening...all are mapping the same old
stories...the will for glory...do it morally
all speak orally, metaphorically speaking surely
all be more be more historically speaking poorly
toward something forwardly more than more to see
speak more clearly seek more hear me than see more clearly feel less fear see?
Temptation then became elation, no equations
the hearts incased in the current conversation
the soul comes racing their is no spacing
in this rotation...heaven to hell still creations
the deliberation is this celebration of this station
with this passion nothings passing, laughing
at the past its passing the future's happening
now thats worth mapping...
Keep on laughing...
Categories:
basing, celebration,
Form:
Rhyme
I'm tired,but I still have to live
I'm tired,with so much to give
Never knowing when the world will end
So hard to raise kids in a world of sin
It depends on what you know!!
Thinking hard as I'm going to the top floor
Trying to hide,but they still watching
24 hrs later and the demons are still clocking
Thinking deep,as I release this frustration
I'm tired of not knowing what I'm facing
The thoughts of someone you can relate to
Basing kindness off what someone gave you
I'm tired,60 words with 60 seconds racing
Telling my fears that you made it
Categories:
basing, anger, anxiety, appreciation, blessing,
Form:
Rhyme
For a complete chemical reaction
It needs some chemical elements, a catalyst
And a balanced chemical equation
Under a scientific theory , of course
But in this scientific and digital world
We use to forget to think scientifically or digitally
Instead of a scientific mind
We have cultivated a mind
Overwhelmed with selfishness , greediness and arbitrary
Ignoring the fact that
The world isn't bound to satisfy all our urges and yearns
But basing on the theory of Causes and effects
We get what we sow
Let's think scientifically or digitally as much as possible
And for the unknown let's leave it to our almighty god
Categories:
basing, god, science,
Form:
Free verse
Once upon a long time back
When the woodlands hosted unicorns pack
If you made a wish with an honest heart
At the farthest corner where rainbows start
You could pick your share of the gold-laid sack
Had access to portals,kept lost time's track
Like Narnian Children there and back
Or Wells Traveller,maneuvering mechanical stack
You could marvel,wonder,travel through time
By aid of magic or mere intellect sublime......
See that creature now staggering down Manhattan aisle....
When he could be rowing on imaginations blue Nile,
Not fueled by "candy flipping"....."space basing" all the while,
Ecstasy is phenomenal....perceived the philosphical style
Its the soul that raises question, its the soul that's labelled guile
Decayed,demented,rotten....why be taken for a garbage pile??
So what the Sun squres Neptune as natal chart compile!?
Exploit challenging aspects,edit the Fate's profile
With Neptune's trident,spirits are heightened,
But why the 'bad-trip'....Why must You be frightened???
Why trade sanity for an evening's bruised vanity...??
When with glorius maple leaves,moods can still be brightened!!
There they sit with splendour,enlightening to the core.....
"Patience","Fortitude" wondering! 'will no one heed the lore?
Really Sir! with the prospect of 'Gotham-city' to explore
To choose to roam aimlessly through the poppies Morpheas bore!!!
Forsake this blue atlantic for unknown dreary shore........
No! its not Alice in the land of wonder...!!!
'Tis a victim put to gore.....
Candy-flipping refers to: LSD and Ecstasy used in combination
Space basing refers to: crack cocaine and PCP used in combination
Patience and Fortitude : the famous stone lions guarding the entrance of
Newyork Public Library nicknamed so by Mayor Fiorello La Guardia in 1930
Categories:
basing, healthblue,
Form:
Free verse
It is not a knowledge based judgement when stereotyping is your research.
It is a judgement off of broad and unclear definitions (labels) made up by "people in power" to oppress diversity.
So before you make judgments off of discriminatory facts, remember; I believe half the truth is equivalent to the whole lie.
Therefore, if your basing what you perceive you know of me by broad and unclear labels, it is a complete and utter lie to say you know my kind. (Shyne930)
Categories:
basing, history, life, people, political,
Form:
FLICKERS OF TIME
dear dear one
It's now clocking seven years
Since you left me in this maddening crowd
Lonely as a grape tree in the yard
Fearing that some strong wind may one day knock me down
I still lay in melee
Hoping that some day
The wind will blow you back to me
When you left me
The world seemed a void
I was enclosed with fear
I became numb
Never did it cross my mind
That I had a second chance at living
But as long as I was breathing
I realized I had no excuse to life
I still lay in melee
Hoping that someday
The wind will blow you back to me
Nevertheless, I composed myself
Basing on how you nurtured me
You always told me
That I am a woman of inner strength
And a great deal of courage
And if only I I live, I will make you proud
You always said that I am a variant woman
And you see remarkable greatness in me
Whenever your words echo in my brain
I wake up in the darkness to bring the light
Hoping that some day
The wind will blow you back to me
Seven years have now flown
And I realize that even the strong wind
Will never blow you back to me
I am not sorry
I will never have you back
But I am glad that you are with God
Now if only I could hear you sing to God
I would be the happiest of all creatures
Seven years of your absence
But you still lie in my heart
Mbabazi Stellah
Categories:
basing, death, death of a
Form:
Epic
One hit your in the zone the next hit you start to fly the fourth hit you forget
your home...Man this stuff is the bomb, free basing and I did not even have to
jump off a cliff to get a rush...man I feel like I'm in the ozone. Sure I can
quit, what you mean the base got me hook? Man I'm just free basing to ride
away all the things that have been done to me all my life...I'm no junky! I just
like to get high! Now watch out...let me see if I can fly.
Categories:
basing, confusionme, me,
Form:
Birthing a bio-novel, Brenda
writes with a buoyant agenda -
basing her book on Bart Barbour,
the best boatman in Boston’s Harbor.
He’s big, brave and belligerent
and like her dad, an immigrant.
Her bridegroom's a pirate, she boasts,
born and bred on the Barbary Coasts.
Busted for slave trading, bright Bart
broke free and built a fine fish mart.
Brenda bares her heart for display
at his fishery on Boston Bay.
She brags on becoming his bride;
believable, but not bona fide.
Write on, Brenda, define your beau;
my bet - you’ll beguile a real hero.
written Sept. 28, 2016
Categories:
basing, 11th grade, adventure, books,
Form:
Alliteration