Best Begining Poems
THE ONLY THING I KNEW, BUT IT WASN'T SO NEW
TO THE WORLD BUT TO FEW, THOUGHT OF BRAND NEW
LITTLE I KNEW OF MY WEAKNESS, I THOUGHT IT WAS LIKE STEW
GOT ME TRAPPED AND INTO THE MOUTH IT GOT ME CHEWED
THOUGHT I OWNED IT, BUT IN REAL I HAD LOST IT
TO ONLY THOSE WHO'RE FOCUSED
THEM LIFE IS NOT LIKE MORNING DEW
DETERMINED AND WITH ONE AIM LIKE DORCAS
STICK TO ONE SINGLE AIM OF SUCCESS LIKE JEWS
TO WIN I THOUGHT I OWNED IT, BUT I REAL I HAD LOST IT
THE GENIUS IN EVERYTHING THOUGHT I WAS
SIMPLETON THE WORD I USED IN REFERENCE TO OTHERS
KEEPING TO MY SELF AND PRIDE AS CHARACTER I WAS
AND MINE TO THINK WAS ALL THE BEST TO HIT THE CRACKERS
PRIDE MADE ME OWN IT ,BUT IN REAL I HAD LOST IT.
NOW LEARNED IN FULL AND IN CAPACITY
REAP BEHAVIOUR AND EARNED A CHARACTER
HIT WITH THE ROD OF CHANGE AND REALITY
BACK TO TRACK FULLY LOADED LIKE A ROAD-STAR
AWAY WITH I OWNED IT,NOW WE OWN IT.
dreaming messmerized hypnotised
idealized illusions.
imagination illumination sophistication
idealistic determination.
sadistic seduction illogical distruction.
delusion seclusions confusions intrusion.
insignificant insecure isolations instigations.
deceptive demeanor defective delight
fury rage scorned fight
"It's finally arrived," he thought relaxed by his campfire.
He waited all his life for this day. The day he would retire,
and after saying his good byes to all that he loved
he ventured deep into the wilderness, where clouds hug mountain tops above.
It's been days now perhaps weeks since he last saw society.
He was now one with himself and with nature, liberated and free.
No sooner had he had these thoughts ever so serene
did he find himself looking eye to eye at a huge grizzly.
The beast was only about 15 feet away.
It's pointless to run now, you'll only trigger the bear's predatory state
and there isn't anywhere to run to anyway.
He couldn't help but think to himself, "This may be my very last day."
The words of an old friend flashed through his mind
who was very knowledgeable about behavior of the grizzly bear kind.
'You must not only not display any fear on the outside of you
you must truly be fearless all within you too.
You can display the world's greatest poker face
but if inside you fear for your life, you will lose this deadly game and race.
The bear can smell fear as well as aggression.
If the bear smells either on you, you then become prey or enemy to them."
The bear's massive head began to sink down low.
That's an aggressive stance in case you didn't know,
then the bear raised it's head and sniffed all around the air.
The bear grunted somewhat,
turned and displayed its back
then walked off into the forest as it slowly disappeared.
He stood there still motionless as the bear disappeared before his eyes.
He then proceeded to throw up and faint nearly missing the campfire.
When he'd awaken the next day to the morning birds sweet song,
It would be his new birthday. The Wolf Man is born.
While unconscious, the local wolf pack emerged and surrounded him.
When he awakens the next morning, The Wolf Man Legend begins.
To Be Continued.
The time for that change has come to the fore,
When we put away stuff to make room for more.
Ornaments that all year had held sway,
Are now boxed up and safely hidden away.
Our Grandson is coming for a short holiday,
So the house is transformed just for his stay.
Christmas is early just for his delight,
While he is here we will enjoy Christmas night.
The cabinet in the corner goes down the hall,
To make room for the Christmas Tree so tall.
Fran starts to rub her hands with glee,
It's time to put up the Christmas Tree!
So out come the boxes of Christmas stuff,
Out come the tangles of Christmas Tree lights.
I built the tree and set the lights twinkling bright,
Fran moves in with her flair to make all look right.
Santa stands by with his sack of surprises in boxes,
Polar bears to the front on skis and squirrels aglow,
All standing in knee deep in cotton wool snow.
Christmas village and people are set and all lit,
Poinsettia all blooming on the table centre sit,
Now we are ready to share our delight,
With our daughter and grandson.
A Special Christmas Night.
A Very Happy & Blessed Christmas to All
© Dave Timperley. Christmas 2016
lord made us all
its was man call
they came in
with the same blend
was woman and man
its was heavely in the tree
than they lift it up
the warp stuff
the mind got wet
it was the
FROM THE BEGINING AND SEX
Slowly a subdued group of people, some sobbing carried
A lifeless body along the stone paved path.' Despite their
Tears and grief stricken denial mindset, the burial must
Take place, the procession wound its way along the mountainside until they came to stop, before a new rock
Hewn tomb its giant circular stone door was at the extent
Of its channel; and the interior of the large semi-dark space
Could be seen, at this juncture as his male disciples carried
Him inside the earlier muted sobbing gave way to wails of
Grief.' More tears were shed by the women, as his body
Was clad in a linen shroud, all those who loved him knew
The door would soon be rolled shut.' Leaving Him in the very Dark tomb.' After those who felt able had paid their
Respects, the tomb was emptied and at least eight men of
The temple guard rolled the big stone door into place once
This was done a roman centurion witnessed wax seals put
From tomb to door as a defence against unappointed men
Rolling back the door, and a rumour that this man, this Jesus would escape ? And he would be proclaimed alive
And ressurected.' Which would not please Claudius in Rome.' After a little the centurion ordered the people to leave and he placed a guard of thirty leigionaires around
The tomb along with the same ammount of temple guards
The day passed and the next.' The third night finally came.' and a loud noise came from where Jesus was entombed..The Lord was creating the first negative photograoh of His sons body.' For from darkness the greatest God would re-new, 'this son' and raise Him from
Death to life; amen.!
4th December 2011 ,sernabatim,Gois shack,
By Sashi .Prabhu(ZEAUOXIAN)
Calm waters come engulf my scorching mind,
Pour yourself in through my eyes, burning embers find.
Fumes of devilish sorrows, be engulfed so fast,
Peace to look forward to, wash away memories of the past.
Tranquility drench your serenity into me,
Happiness corrode my skin and char it with peace to be.
Entwine your auric wings of joys around my heart,
Ooze from it pink flames, so darkness depart.
Edify myself with joys of life
darkness gone , light piercing through like a sharp prudish knife.
Welcome to my body all joys and peace,
Let it override the ebbing currents dwindle and decrease.
a new year dawns a new begining,
i will take it on my chin......
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Fall's Beginning
Written by:
Sara Kendrick
The Easter dresses strown across morn's sky
Crinolines on horizon with gown
Early zephry cool and air wrung dry
The Easter dresses strown across morn's sky
A start to a wonderful day birds cry
Leaves in places now caramel brown
The Easter dresses strown across morn's sky
Crinolines on horizon with gown
by~Poet Destroyer
We walk the green fern garden range!
We sit and stare and tease our eyes!
Emotions flow with my Easter dress so strange;
Easter morn vocals came within range!
We're dancing, like leaves that rearrange!
I twirl my gown to fly with the skies.
Angel dust travels swiftly in the open range.
Clouds fall so vividly on my gown like crinolines disguise!
i cant believe it!
i have come to life!
inspired once again i relive a past most splendid
taking back my pride i pick up my quill once more
and i jot down a few lines
lines i will cherish
lines i will hold dear
because it is as if my lifeblood was restored
like an electric shock
i am alive at last,
as sweeney todd said
AND IM FULL OF JOY!!!!
a life i wished to live has been returned instead of revoked
the sweet nectar of words flow
from a fruit i call my fingers
i am alive again
thank you suki
Fun and laughter,feelings of a master,
smiling faces,going places
money to burn,things to learn,
lovely flat,lovely home,
safe inside a comfort zone.
Good clothes,good bones,good mobile phones,
feeling sweet ,life complete,
life getting faster, no thaughts of disaster,
a need to get higher,feeling on fire,
multi coloured lights,no signs of fights,
cannabis today,cocaine tommorow,
who knows after that which buzz will follow.
Introduction to new people,
life it seems it seems so simple,
working all week so my weekends are free,
concoction of drugs and a 48 hour party,
all drugs are on tick ill pay next week,
loving being on that ultimate peak.
Begin the chasing with frustration,
that ultimate high money can buy,
monday mornings allways daunting,
chewing the fat becoming slack,
struggle through with no point of view,
loss of my job i begin to screw,
now works missing my life starts slipping.
Jeckel and hyde,loss of pride,
hot and cold sweats,acumalating debts,
on a roll,spiral out of control,
all the things i never wanted to see,
leave behind my family,
blamed,ashamed,untamed,
unclean,unkept,unslept.
Start selling things like girlfriends rings,
never caring,never sharing,
waking up with beasts, girls with no teeth,
sweat pouring when i should be snoring,
on the street,blisters on feet,
all alone and insecure,
is this really what ive paid for?
Sleeping around on strangers floors,
glad just to be behind the safety of a door,
life damaged,life unmanaged,
yet still id use getting more confused,
damage done,no more fun,
a trail of destruction,allways ruckin.
Shadow running,paranoia bugging,
the need for highs,blinding my eyes,
scared and alone,sold mobile phone,
alcohol in bags,clothes in rags,
a life of crime now serving time,
hit rock bottom,no sign of stopping..........
That ancient book who's scriptures tell.
Of mans beliefs, and guides our way.
Embrace salvation- don't choose Hell
That place is where an angel fell.
Adam and Eve, each sinned words say.
That ancient book who's scriptures tell.
Forbidden fruit, with Devil's spell
As serpent, he made Adam stray.
Embrace salvation- don't choose Hell.
Outcast they were, a sad farewell.
Commandments warn us, don't betray
That ancient book, who's scriptures tell.
If we are true, then we would dwell
Forever, in Gods Kingdom pray.
Embrace salvation - don't choose Hell.
The Devil seeks lost souls, why sell
Eternal grace for dark decay.
That ancient book who's scriptures tell,
Embrace salvation - don't choose Hell.
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Mist sweeps the ground
A blue morning mist
A light moon still visible
Above the shadow trees
A bird starts to sing
Calling out the sun
Another day has begun
The journey was long, tired he was. Lights everywhere, he arrived where he wanted to
One way ticket and a suitcase full of illusions.
Other start, other mountain to climb.
He arrived to a station, he dreamt of a new line to write on.
Soon a job he started, happy as a pig in muck.
New lover amazed his heart.
As a shining cowboy in a rodeo, he kept standing on.
Day after day he has been successful, nobody knows.
Melancholy was a shadow always behind him.
His lover was a butteefly feeding from all the flowers.
His friends were leeches feeding on his blood.
His refuge became a bunker, his heart an empty space,
his dreams a nightmare.
Lying in bed with the blinds down, with black clouds on his mind, only himself on his refuge.
One day he opened the blinds and he saw a little bird standing on the balcony singing.
That little bird's song touch his soul, his heart, his whole mind.
He got up full of music right to be played.
Another begining to look for, the same refuge he came from: his hometown, his friends, his forever family, his nest where he comes back for refuge.
Jan2012
By Sashi. Prabhu (ZEAUOXIAN)
I am not afraid any more,
I am not afraid any more.
I have cheated my fears alright,
I have broken up with my doubts uptight.
I am not afraid any more,
I am not afraid any more.
I got engaged to my faith last night,
I married my dreams at the sight of first light.
I am not afraid to get up today,
I am not afraid to wake up to another day today,
I am not afraid to open my eyes and see today,
I am not afraid to climb out of bed today.
I am ready to walk into the gardens in the heavy rains,
I am ready to open my nose and smell of mud from wet terrain
I am ready to face the world all alone,
I am ready to do anything to walk up the stepping stone.
I am ready to say anything to anyone,
I am ready to talk to anyone under the sun.
I am ready to yell from mountain tops,
I am ready to dive from ravine drops.
I am ready to walk for a cause,
I am ready to run to protect environmental laws.
I am ready to touch taboo objects & subjects
I am ready to work on regressions of y on x
I am ready to understand tangled issues,
I am ready to wipe all tears with tissues.
I am ready to taste tropical fruits,
I am ready to chop, boil and eat bamboo shoots
I am ready to jump out from a moving truck,
I am ready to pull my allies from loads of muck.
I am ready to be creative again,
I am ready to write and spill out my joys and pain.
I am ready to sing and hear my own songs,
I am ready to correct my own wrongs.
I am ready to throw a stone afar,
I am ready to play my own music for all with the door ajar.
I am ready to write notes about me,
I am ready to put them up for all to see.
I am ready to whistle whilst I walk down the alley,
I am ready to bring out tunes and them create verbally
I am not afraid any more,
I am not afraid any more.
In the beginning
There was naught
And I mean zilch,
Nothing at all
How true is this ?
As if truly nothing was
Nothing at all,
Then it would have remained so
Forever, and ever
And we would`nt be here at all !
But then not even forever
could have existed.
Because if there truly existed nothing,
nothing at all,
And so nothing to see time by
Not even time itself
could have been.
Therefore, because know I exist.
I must insist,
And in the beginning,
there had to be something.
and I call it God.
Let`s say it was not there,
There was no God to will it all unfold,
Or it does not at all exist.
When the first thing that existed, existed,
Whatever that might have been.
Well, then either that first thing that existed itself was God
Or something else,
Well, say that,
that something else
was something
but not God
That something that existed
was static or not static,
Because something completely static cannot change
Then we would not have existed either,
In that case.
As it would have existed
like it was forever
Still not even forever could exist,
As time could not in any way be seen
As there was no change in that something.
So that something which was not God
and had to be changing
Moreover, if it was so changing,
It could only have changed into something
From something else.
So at a bare minimum for us to exist.
And exist we do,
There must have been something and changing at that.
And if changing
what type of change was it ?
And what was the will for this change?
Or the reason for the change ?
A good excuse,
For an other poem!