Best Bigger Poems
She was staring at me but i was staring through her,
Her eyes full of beauty,but her soul in tears,
Though she smiled,i could see the grief deep in her,
She tried to hide it but i could feel the tussle within her,
As i asked her what her troubles were,anxiety overwhelmed her,
As tears rolled down her pulpy smooth cheeks,everything seemed quiet,
At that moment i couldn't think of anything to console her,
And as i stared at her with sympathy,she tried to murmur out something,
It was too much for her,i had to hold her in my arms
And with tears in my soul i murmured,
I may not be able to whisk you from this hell,but allow me to walk you through it.
~the_lamp
Categories:
bigger, addiction, angel, anxiety, appreciation,
Form:
Free verse
some days you may
be low on strength
i’ll give you mine
life is bigger than cancer
we feed off each other
the closeness of our bond
finishing each other’s
thoughts and sentences
your smile your touch
there’s magic in the details
in the togetherness of you and i
in life being bigger than cancer
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~THE POWER OF TWO~ 2020
AP: 2nd place 2020
Posted on July 13, 2019
Categories:
bigger, cancer, confidence, encouraging, life,
Form:
Free verse
You know what soccer football needs?
Bigger Goals!
An extra meter on each side of the posts.
Bigger Goals means More Goals!
With goals shot from wider out,
the game then would be far less defensive
with less endless back passing,
and shuffling the deck at the back.
Going All in for Goals,
would produce fairer results,
with less flukes and freaky results
holding the sway.
Imagine scores of 5-7, 10-8, 3-7!
What fans want to see is more goals!
What players want is more attacking football
and fairer results,
with more goals from their great shots, some from wider out.
Its so easily done, just shift the goals posts
out wider by a meter on each side.
What the World Cup Needs Now is
Goals, Goals, Goals!
Categories:
bigger, soccer,
Form:
Free verse
A serene succumbing through windows pane
In morning solitudes of the secreting scarlet sun
Where love penetrates partitions of the past
Riding on the refulgent rays of luculent light
~~~
Orbs of passion permeate the twilight realm
As they tease & scintillate the nocturnal night
Lustrous luminants that toy with our lament
In the end, giving in to our deserving desire
~~~
Love, what have thou brought me…unaware?
For I am a slave to your thespian thoughts
A mere mortal capable of salving seductive sin
The carnivorous consciousness encroaches still
~~~
Within paleolithic promiscuous planes of plight
A vixen Vesuvius volcano erotically erupts
I am engulfed by the luscious lingering lava
Now petrified, entombed by love’s Majesty.
Feb.01.2019
"Something Bigger Than Myself"
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Placed 2'nd...Thank You
Categories:
bigger, confusion, identity, love,
Form:
Free verse
Each day before dawn gazing up at the stars I truly hope to see
if somewhere in the Universe a morning gift was left for me
to restore my equilibrium from a restless painful night
then as I look to my delight I spy my morning feast
for the Cosmos sent its brightest star; she twinkles up above
her name is Venus and just for me she wears her sparkling gown
I adore her dazzling beauty as she takes away my breath
The Sun is waiting in the wings to bring light to our day
and like a trumpet serenade the skies will celebrate her rising
in the east the sky prepares her morning overtures with
a kaleidoscope of colours to infuse the daybreak sky
hues of crimson, orange, vermilion are painted from an artiste’s palette
as dramatically she makes her entrance; a shimmering golden orb
Then finally at the end of her day she creates an impressive finale
a cornucopia of her most vivid colours lights up the evening sky
as wispy dancing clouds float by to soak up her vibrant hues
then slowly she reclines to bed to view the biggest show of all
This show is always different on each twenty eight day run
a celebratory performance from iconic Mother Moon
such a captivating sight to see
this shimmering silver spherical globe
she truly is my favorite and of her I am in awe
I gaze at her for hours for she truly stole my heart
she lifts my spirit
she calms my soul
she enlightens my life
she is something bigger than myself
Written 29th January 2019
Contest: Something Bigger Than Myself
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
3rd place in this Premier Contest
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Categories:
bigger, appreciation, moon, star, sun,
Form:
Free verse
Some males brag of their size?
Gullible Gloria fell for his verbal disguise.
Like a goof, she opened her eyes!
When seen, ran for the big front door.
Like a chihuahua, teeny to its core!
10-22-202O
Poem # 2
Categories:
bigger, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Don is the ultimate user
His deals seal you as a loser
When Trump holds the cards
The lives now in shards
Bear witness he’s an abuser
The Don has a trick to reveal
He’ll dick you and cancel your deal
Like hands on your neck
Trump voids your paycheck
And feels ecstasy when you squeal
If acts are life’s indicator
Don’s a classic woman hater
Though cratered with flab
Trump will pussies grab
As rapist and a dictator
What will show how Don’s dick-brain thinks?
Trump’s thrusts come with lies and high jinks!
Amid this disgust
Some high and non-plussed
Have heads up his rump with what stinks!
Categories:
bigger, america, betrayal, corruption, evil,
Form:
Limerick
Every morning is the same,
Standing staring at my frame,
Looks no different from last night,
Flab is still winning the fight,
Scales hate me, sure they lie,
I only ate a small stir-fry,
Willpower waning every day,
Diet falls into disarray,
The healthier I make my meals,
The emptier my tummy feels,
Salad and a few small snacks,
Hot chocolate to help me relax,
For every hour I ride my bike
My body goes on hunger strike,
But when I'm home and my legs ache,
I comfort eat with chocolate cake,
One week on, the scales astound,
I've finally lost another pound!
Although I'm watching what I eat,
I'm sure that that deserves a treat.
Categories:
bigger, food, funny, life, chocolate,
Form:
Rhyme
My golden ego soars higher than yours
I can hold my breath longer underwater
of course,
because my publican lungs are stronger than yours
I can outshout your taxing voice
to the heavens with a prideful text roar
I’m the big button lying king,
that’s for truth ducky sure
Everything I have is bigger than yours
Exaggeration is a lawsuit I wear well,
fancy-laced shegnanians is the shoes I boot you with —
Patent leather pardon free get-out-of-jail
Put a deflecting shine on the witness stand,
make the gullible masses
see me as being smarter than I really am
I bigly roll with the donor class society swells
I take a bigger leak from my Wall Street
inside trader executive bathroom Tower mole tell
My greed is bigger than yours ...
Got great white sharkey needs,
on little flunky guppies I love to gorge
My cyber jaws are bigger than life,
that’s why
Tricky Twitter Moby Dick I
voted for myself ruble roulette twice
I’m a most unpopular populist prez
with no moral boundaries
Don’t try to fence me in,
make me chicken scratch fake news little again
My nihilistic narcissism is bigger than yours,
you best believe
I can sexually harass
better than Willie Boy Clinton
could ever achieve
I’m a business caveman
whose twin brass clubs are bigger than yours
I’ll take your woman,
and with a misogynist leash make her walk on all fours
My serial debts
are bankrupt corrupt much bigger than yours
I bowl a perfect money laundry game
with a mob marked counterfeit score
Mine covetousness is so much bigger than yours
Got more trophy wives than you do,
so king me on the divorce checkerboard
My nuclear button boasts are bombastic bigger than yours ...
and I’ll blow you out the water onto barren refugee shores,
if you don’t lip bow unbutton inflate —
Balloon buffoon infatuate on the dreams I daily tweet snore
Categories:
bigger, allusion, corruption, political, power,
Form:
Alliteration
Mr. Malware Bytes
keeps byting my poor PC
Byte it again Bytes?
and I’ll byte you where the byte
don’t byte no more, so byte me!
Categories:
bigger, angst,
Form:
Tanka
Round about nineteen 1971-2, yours truly bid adieu
to Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School
(situated at crossroads – then beau
colic rural routes of Evansburg Road and Ridge Pike), where nary a clue
prevails today of such pristine farm country due
to undergo radical urbanization during my boyhood edu
cay ting this sensitive kid asper flora and fauna drastically became few,
but primary aim of poem intent to focus
on grievous sobbing from lifelike goo goo
doll (cries and whispers ken still be heard within beef jerky
ladder day grown man body electric) hoo
vividly recollects scathing stabbing, torquing twerking,
survey monkey wrenching “IDO
NOT WANT TO BE ALIVE” reaction from manifold factors,
which exponentially increased goy tar attacks
targeting thine mideastern suffer tick Jew
such baiting (though nary a hint
how mean neighborhood kids gleaned this information),
since not one kewpie doll,
nor telltale Star of David dead giveaway, no one knew
such sacred symbols never adorned, deployed gripped ourselves,
(Unitarians encompassed family of origin), which credo Matthew
best describes as a hodgepodge, pastiche, ragbag, et cetera of pew
pills amassed from a gamut of disparate Parochial spew
wing litany trouncing as heresy
any diametrically opposed sanctified religious treatises
secular regents questioned plants seeds of white lily
germinating, sprouting and teasing out through
logical, oratorical, rational invocations such a heretical view
which synoptic backstory of mine, now allows,
enables and provides an opportunity for you
to read what I intended to be main essence
of this notion communicated
from one to another primate within the human zoo.
Categories:
bigger, growing up, hilarious, life,
Form:
Free verse
Football,
it tests your faith,
it makes you pray,
it plays out lessons
and thousands sing along.
It will teach sportsmanship and respect,
it inspires healthiness and clean living.
Clubs sit in the heart of the community,
millions attend each weekend.
It makes you happy,
it makes you cry,
but both bring people together.
It creates a conversation between strangers all over the world.
Those that attend or follow, fund the game, just like religion,
but unlike religion in the summer it goes away.
Football is the religion that's real,
it unites people all over the world,
football has done what no religion could do,
unite billions without fear, guilt, or preach,
freedom it breeds, they freely choose a team,
religions war and bleed, actions of no dream.
Common in both is greed,
but football won't tell you what you need,
whereas the told need in religion feeds its greed.
One creates memories to treasure,
one an excuse to fight wars forever.
Both are man made by god made man,
but with football there is freedom,
no rules, no demands, no wars for lands,
just thousands of strangers, free, as one in the stands.
Football is one with humanity and humanity is one with football.
Football is bigger than Jesus.
30/08/18
Categories:
bigger, football,
Form:
Free verse
I probably am the first one to say,
" The bigger the city, the lonelier one feels! "
Skyscrapers are modern monuments
that we build against a foggy sky;
many feel lonely and bored in them,
and the irony is that to rent or buy suites
is prohibitive to people who struggle to survive:
only a Trump or a Gates can afford them!
Is their affluenza driving you mad?
Be real: you can't have any of them,
unless you hold that lucky Lotto or Mega ticket!
My suggestion is keep on living as usual,
let dreams of wealth glide you by as puppet balloons
in a Thanksgiving Parade: go to Central Park
and take a stroll or try ice-skating...it's fun!
There are thousands of things to do in Manhattan:
go see a Broadway Musical or spend
an hour or two in a café or music bar
with friends who seem as bored as you are! No!
don't sit on that sofa and watch movies
on demand for hours! It's so boring!
Yee, be good to yourself....get out and enjoy life!
Laugh! Scream! Jump! Run! Smile!
Do anything and everything! Own happiness!
Let everyone know that are alive
regardless of your social status:
money can offer lots of expensive things
most of us can't even imagine...
instead search for the simpler things that
are more fun and cost almost nothing!
Categories:
bigger, cheer up, city, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
ode to be the bigger person
to see the stupidity in another’s ways &
to decide on the route of complete indifference
before giving them the satisfaction
of getting into a little spat which might
drain precious seconds, hours, days, weeks, months &
unfortunately for some,
years,
from one’s life.
ode to the bigger person who looks in the eyes of
the mundane &
sees that the kick that will be granted them
from simply staying in the ring without any cause but to
fight for the sake,
to dig & dig & dig
with no real motive beyond self-gratification &
no evidence of any reason for the skirmish to begin with,
will simply thrill them to no end &
to halt it all with one clean swoop,
ignoring the pleas for conflict &
ignoring the need for attention.
ode to the bigger person
who when walking away from an idiot
who will not stop needling,
simply chalks it up to experience &
takes pride in their own actions,
for the bigger person knows that
their own personal high ground
is one that cannot be shaken &
with each moronic conflict averted
comes a strength great enough
to keep on through the infinite struggle.
Categories:
bigger, life, conflict,
Form:
Free verse
life
humanity
nation
brotherhood
Categories:
bigger, allusion, satire, world,
Form:
Free verse