Best Biggest Poems
Colorful flowers and spaghetti straps
And my flabby arms from seams overlap
But the sundress still beckons
It’s diet time, I reckon
Girdle needed, my tummy to entrap
Seeking new ways for calories to burn
To wear that sundress, I’ll let famine churn
Want to look provocative
Avoid stares accusative
Hunger overwhelms, for ice cream I yearn
Sign up for Biggest Loser on TV
So Jillian Michaels can torture me
Pushing boulders up steep hills
To accentuate the frills
Of a small sundress designed for Twiggy
Jillian cracks the whip with no remorse
I drag tired bones through the exercise course
Now slim, I sleep peacefully
Blessed with deep serenity
While friends say, “She makes a beautiful corpse.”
*Entry for “The Sundress,” a contest sponsored by Constance La France ~A
Rambling Poet~
by Carolyn Devonshire
where's mistake perhaps i have found
without loving my heart can't live sound
i never hurt any one as i know and think
misunderstanding may cause due to missing link
i am suspected and sometimes i am blamed
without any fault many times i am ashamed
i know i am very simple and God believer
i love all so i am inflicted in to brain fever
though love is my biggest mistake ever i find
this mistake rebuilds me and gives me peace of mind
Written on: 2nd July 2016
I guess I cant hide anymore
I must be upfront with who i am, who I've been all these years
I'm not the average girl
Yea, i admitt, I got issues
but who are you to judge
I'm not going to hide anyomore,Im looking fear in its eyes
Im not gonna cry
What you see is what you get
Dont like it?
Tuff sh-
Im not Kay kay anymore Im Akribah
Who I've been hiding from for years
Yea I cut
okay so what
Alright I listen to Avril Lavigne and Fall Out Boy
Thats my business
Just let me be me
What I do has nothen to do with who I am
Im that same girl that you knew years ago
I just grew up
Ive learned that its ok to be me
you dont like it?
Ask me if i care
Im living for me
Something I should have done years ago
I lost my grip on life
But I was given a second chance
And this time Im not gonna hide
Im gonna look fear in its eyes
Im not gonna cry
I cant hide anymore
I refuse to hide anymore
what you see is what you get
Dont like it?
Tuff sh-
I faced my biggest fear
Two days without
The biggest jerk I ever knew
Two days without him
God, what am I gonna do.
I'm lost inside this house
going crazy out of my mind
I don't know what to do with myself
Exasperated for hours at a time.
I'm not spilling tears
Just awaiting his return
I'm not feeling fear
I'm just lonely for his arms.
Out the window
My eyes continue to gaze
Searching for his car
Looking for his face.
Headlights pull in
Flashing at my eyes
My heart beats harder
My spirit lights afire.
My feet moving
of their own accord
Running, leaping
Barreling into his arms.
Smile breaks
Like the light
From clouds
On a sunny day.
Eyes Glow
Fireflies of sapphire
Twinkling in the dark
Like a diamond heart.
Fingers reaching
Touching and rubbing
Pulling closer
Feeling whole at once.
Lips busying themselves
To smother with a kiss
Where does it end
Where does it begin.
Two whole days
Without the biggest Jerk I know
I don't want to do it again
I don't want my love to go.
Humanity is My Biggest LOVE
in 3 languages
Philosophy of Humanity
Humanity is a big Ability
Ability of Society
Ability of Bounty
Humanity is a Sensibility
Sensibility of Generosity
Sensibility of Charity
Humanity is Affinity
Affinity of Quality
Affinity of Reality
Humanity is a Liberality
Liberality of Party
Liberality of Spirtuality
Humanity is a Unity
Unity of Amity
Unity of Cordiality
Humanity is a Legality
Legality of Civility
Legality of Community
So
Salute to Humanity
No brutality
No inhumanity
No malignity
No illiberaty
No racism
No disrespect
Then
Only Humanity
Only HUMAN RIGHT
Thanks
Poem Structure: in My own way
for first timein English
By Mohammed Golshani niya
Poet of Humanity
I like chickens,
They’re cuddly and they’re cute
When I goes out on Friday night
I wears a chicken suit
People stares at me an says
“Just look at him he’s barmy”
They won’t find it so funny
When I’ve raised my chicken army
We’ll take the world by storm
Then I won’t be the laughing stock
Surrounded by my chickens
I will be the biggest cock
I like chickens
They are my only friends
I love them all, the cockerel
The baby chicks the hens
We’ll dominate the world
And then this bird will rule roost
I’ll cock a doodle doo to give
My birds a morale boost
I’ll march upon the capital
Encircled by my flock
You’ll hear the people turn and say
“Just look at him, the Cock!”
I am your biggest fan
I will give all the support that I possibly can!
You'll never find another one
Who likes you more than me!
Or loves you more than I do,
And that's a guarantee!
If there comes a time when we can't be together,
then keep me in your heart...I 'll stay there forever.
And If I die before you do,
I'll go to the heaven and wait for you!
You always cheer me up like an angel
whenever I feel like living in a hell!
Whenever you come to my dream at night
you make me believe that tomorrow is gonna be alright!
I dedicate this poem to the person,
who will always be my inspiration till the end,
written sincerely from a fan,
who always hopes to be one of your FRIEND!!
While preparing for my five-day holiday, I chanted, Yo ho ho ho!
As I packed most important thing, I was in full whistling jaw
So many stuffs to take, didn’t know what bag could make
Shifting taste left my first girl-things inside an unchosen portmanteau.
As I finally landed to a delightful holiday scenery far, far away
I tried to enjoy a whole-day tour ‘though uneased at first red bay
With nudging ebb, running through jeans and winter clothes
I ricked my leg and nose… limited smiles to dazzling view array
So many places to go with lots of panorama to see and meet
But feeling restless ‘till sunset, with porous pads I needed flag retreat
The first night I checked in a hotel, I nastily worried and panicked
Nowhere to find my gears… unbudgeted, I paced three at night market
I was going around cool places in a bus, but didn’t climb a tower
When shopping beauty- foods started, I was thinking of hotel hair blower
To dry up my wet gears in manteaux ‘till midnight before another day
That’s my biggest disaster but I’d survived like I was in a House of Big Brother.
Oct. 21, 2016 1. 45am
There goes the Donald again, flapping his mouth
Every time he lets it fly, his ratings go South
And she who would be chief Constitutional vandal
The media just glossed over her latest scandal
Truly it’s a contest to see who’s the biggest loser
So put Jillian Michaels in charge; we could really use her
Is he nastier than her, or she worse than him?
Instead of the White House, get their butts to the gym
The true biggest loser, of course, is plain to see
The ordinary Americans like you and me...
8/2/16
My passion is salmon fishing
There is something magical about the morning hours by the river
Light reflections in the water,
slowly changing tones of blurry clouds
The value of silence - the experience of pristine nature
An emotional and poetic nature contact gives new energy
A mental surplus to meet today's challenges
The most important thing is not the biggest fish
08.05.2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Free Verse or Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
photo # 3
1st place in the contest
I was really nice to you,
I didn't make you feel blue.
even if you make me feel angry
i would still be with you.
You were my friend
my trust in you is big.
But you just crashed all of it
In just one small mistake
I didn't cared about it at all
But you made me look so stupid
I still tried to avoid the fact.
So i just told myself to leave it.
you sent me a note
Saying you're sorry
I forgived you
then suddenly a change of story.
You were mad again
I still didnt care
But you treated me like trash
And thought that i'd be scared.
I didn't got scared at all,
but it got me angry instead
I dont want to feel stupid
and try to forgive you again.
You think you're so strong.
But just prepare
Because starting now,
I'll start the dare.
I was nice to you
and you didnt cared
Now ill reverse it
So it will be fair.
I'll start my revenge
It will be a piece of cake.
And for you, i think,
It will be your biggest mistake.
by K.S
EC
When I was just a little girl - around the age of three.
My eye doctor said something - that still to this day haunts me!
He said that although my eyes would continually worsen - that I would not go blind!
How could this be possible - really blows my mind!
In all the places I live - the rooms I memorize.
So that if this should befall me - it's not such a surprise!
I make sure my cats collars jungle - so over them I do not trip.
I keep the floors clear of debris - so I won't take a slip.
You may deem me a bit paranoid - and that may be the case.
When so many others - this fear they had to face!
Everything happens for a reason - I've believed this all my life!
I've gained quite a bit of wisdom - through my struggles and strife.
Should blindness overtake me - I'll focus upon my Spirituality!
Drawing on the love and support - of my friends and family!
I have many blessings - that daily I do count!
And if you really stop to think - that's what life is all about!
Footnote: Written on 3-9-15
Its hard to right
a biggest mistake
when i only make
little one’s alot
that nobody not even me
can all of them spot
or maybe not?
Its hard to write
a wrong
when so many people
watch
or right a poem
with so many mistakes
to blot
or erase
my biggest mistake
not knowing little ones
mean alot.
for My Biggest Mistake Contest
July 7, 2016
He was only a sheepdog
But his death has bitten
Into my soul ever since.
As a pup we brought
Him from his home
In Ireland
Where supernumeraries
Are drowned
No small farm needing
More than one mutt.
His reddish brown brother
Had been our first choice
We were left , my father-in-law's choice,
With the black and white collie.
Now his residence would be
A Scottish housing estate
We all grew to love him
I became his alpha male
How his ears would prick up
And he would sit attentively
At the window,
Awaiting my usual time of arrival
With a welcome where,
With tail wagging furiously
His paws would reach up to my chest
As he sought to lick my face
From strength to strength he grew
A tireless walker,chewer of carpets
Chaser of sticks and thief of Sunday roasts
How we all used to smile
When he darted to the opposite end of the room
Whenever my son burst into tears.
This had to be his way
Of saying,"Don't blame me."
He was right at home
Running round the street
With a gaggle of kids
He found his true metier
On returning to the farm
Where he was born
For two days he sat
And watched his brother
Bringing in the cows
And then relieved him
Of his duties
This task he performed
With great gusto
While his brother skulked off
Glad to be relieved
Of his daily chore
He was so much at home
On the farm
Revelling in the freedom,
Enjoying the work
And he was so much bigger
And more energetic than his brother
Tragedy struck
On our return home
Tied to the garage door
To keep him from getting
Under my wife's feet
Meant he could not run away
When a little girl kept blowing
In his face
Self-defence saw him
Nipping her in the neck.
That is what sealed
His death warrant
Gloom settled over our home
That nip might have been fatal
Fatal it was for him
The death sentence was passed
That last long walk
Was our rush to judgment.
We walked slowly
His head hung low
Never had I known
Him so quiet
He entered the killing room
Unflinching and calm
The vet's needle did the deed
Seeing his young body
Stretched lifeless
On that cold dark slab
Has burned my soul
With remorse
Ever since
I truly loathe it when friends
keep their cell phones on when they are with me.
“I have to take this,”they say.
Why? Aren’t I important enough to pay attention to?
I also dislike it when people interrupt.
When it is finally my turn at the cashier
And some bully comes from the back
and demands their attention and they say
“Excuse me “and pay attention to the bully.
I guess they don’t want my business anymore.
I have other pet peeves.
A big one….
When a teacher lets an out-of-control child
take the rest of the class hostage, and all
teaching stops.
Worst pet peeve – when the teacher finally gives her power away
Sending the bully child to the office and the
principal sends him back in five seconds, and the
real attention seeking begins.
I guess my biggest pet peeves are bullies
and disrespect.