Best Cause Poems


Premium Member My Just Cause

I'm so far gone and loving every
minute of it, I'm  here to stay
You brighten up my day in your
own special way.
I know you're not perfect and 
have shown me  most of your 
flaws,
Understand this,I love you for the  
man you are now, and the man you 
will become.
And everything else in between  our 
relationship is my just cause.
We both know that I'm no where near 
perfect.
But our love  transcends all of our  flaws.
So when you're down and feeling blue,
my sweet love always remember I'm
standing right beside you.



8-26-16


Contest:  Best Love Poem Ever 
Sponsor:  Laura Loo

Second Place
© Alexis Y.  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Cause, Regard and Meaning

Pain’s shaped effects pass thru joy’s sieved prep
          to map my spirits journey of primary urge to me.
With confidence of honest feel comes the promise
          that I am a spiritual being having a human life.

Individuality and authenticity themes, I long sensed,
          as two needs to pursue for my eternal accord.
My emotions in every scenario are where I go
          to willingly absorb all feel to best aid my soul.
Down, up and sideways my fragile has laid
          until the granting of a new emotional day.
Should I ignore challenges and pain,
          I would deny my spirit its depth to claim.

With gratitude I roll in blessings and joy,
          give thanks for every uplifting mood.
At the start of my memories as feel-kept
          is my Father, God, love-strengthening my steps.
God is my cause, regard and my meaning,
         but not so religion with its pointed shards.
My faith is one on one in its honed stays
         and nature the church I deeply savor.

Living true to the uniqueness of my layers
          is reason my Maker gave me distinct flavors.
To witness truth principles in now moments
          is my greatest sweetness in earth business.

I Wrote This Cause Its Raining Again

It’s raining. . . . again.

As I set at the key board not saying a word.
I feel like a muted, silly old . . . nerd.

For in the past, it’s oft been said:
I talk too much. Be quiet instead.

It’s also been mentioned as I’ve voiced my views.
If you’ve too much to say, folks won’t listen to you.

It goes in one ear and then out the other.
Folks don’t filter it. . . .  . No time to bother.

So if you run a Q-tip deep down in your head.
Comes out a mysterious yellowish-orange or red.

That just may be a remnant of my being around.
My words passed your head as they fell to the ground.

But don’t be mislead by what you’ve read.
This good advice didn’t lodge in my head. :o)


Written by oldbuck after his cessation 14 mo. ago
© Old Buck  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Growing Old Can Cause

Will old age cause any of these?

a)  Tresses to become gray or white
b)  Inability to sleep at night
c)  Just when sleep finally arrives, nocturia
d)  For men maybe prostate problems with anuria
e)  Some of the above, all of the above or none of the above

Can old age bring one or all of these?

a)  Memory loss and maybe loss of keys
b)  Getting chilled by a little breeze   
c)  Knees that creak, shoulders that ache
d)  Inability to chew a good steak
e)  Some of the above, all of the above or none of the above

As life goes on and on, do any of these come along?

a)  Skin that starts to show spots
b)  Some skin spots cancerous, believe it or not
c)  Wrinkles line the brow and smile
d)  Sitting down means napping awhile
e)  Some of the above, all of the above or none of the above

All in all, is aging like this?

a)  Standing for a long time, is quite fatiguing
b)  No more the opposite sex intriguing
c)  When someone speaks, words get slurred
d)  Words in books are quite blurred
e)  Some of the above, all of the above or none of the above


After all, I have to say, "He fills my life with good things" each day. Psalms 103: 5

Premium Member Futile Cause

clocks racing madly

to capture transient time

ever escaping



Sandra M. Haight

~1st Place~
Premiere Contest: Son of a Senryu
Sponsor: Brahn Bailey
Judged:09/13/2018

~1st Place~
Contest: Get Your Senryu On
Sponsor: Judy Konos
Judged: 04/111/2015

Premium Member Expendable For a Cause

A young man carrying a green duffel bag
over his shoulder shifts when he walks.
Off to war for our country and flag.
No military knowledge with little talk.

Enemy troops marched across the bridge, 
with tanks, and hundreds of machine guns led.
As he sat dug in along and across the ridge,
bullets were zipping right over his head.

The dawn of the morning across the glen; 
a plan was thought, bargain it was, the loss
of two companies to stop a million men
and ten thousand vehicles from getting across

Pop, pop pop, of distant sounds and then more,
trading volleys of gunfire with blood and gore
A friend gets killed and he dies to the core, 
trembling with raging fire. A Casualty of war

5/24/2017
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Love: "the God Precept Is Prior Cause"

An I am of Love is precept approved,
Doesn’t need approval of concepts' inept,
Doesn’t need the nod of man/woman, only God,
By precept of love’s absolve soul’s love is kept! 

Seeing Love’s being is uncompromising,
Not of double mind concepts non-comprising, 
Within one’s own precept love is the comprising,
Will be no rising in the mind’s compromising!

As yeast from the east, bread of life is apprising,
Pending only a few mind’s their realizing,
Of love’s precept which is uncompromising,
Where shall you be(?), at the precept’s advising…

In life’s ascension  of illusion’s mountain, 
Toward the drinking of your precept’s fountain, 
Of clear, free moving waters, life appertain,
Where forever love’s precept shall be obtained!

Since the very dawn of precept’s greatness of spawn,
Parasites of concept’s might, sought the abject wand,
Oh Judas concept, mind inept, precept abscond,
The Stubborn Ox, the metaphor correspond! 

The belligerent concept, of elder mind,
In complex darkness, is groping, seeking to find,
Within the whorish darkness first light’s refine,
Out of void of darkness came light, mind was blind!

Lost Soul of No Cause

There isn't any reasoning
With a soul that's lost their way. 
Clouded by an air of deluded thought
But then the devil saved the day. 

No one seems to understand him
Not in the way that I do. 
For when you lose all meaning of life
Any way ahead you will pursue. 

So a pact with the devil he offered me
A life with him eternally. 
To dwell in the fires of hells abode
But my soul was no longer mine to be. 

But at the time it felt so right
Because of past year's in struggles fight. 
To now only exist in Lucifers home of hell 
That In eternity I now live in his spell. 

An easy route to take 
When your at your lowest point of all. 
And when there seems no other answer
Except to be at re devils beck and call.

Copyright © Anna Sabrina Tate | Year Posted 2016

Premium Member Patriot's Cause, America's Freedom

Patriot's Cause, America's Freedom

America; here was found a shore on which to cast
fateful voyage , ship speeding at full mast
patriots true to historic cause
world now gives great applause

In this land of mountains heaped in pride
Paule Revere raced his famous ride
over cobbled streets in dark of night
a patriot took to flight

Sounding a great alarm to rush to defend 
to arms, all ye neighbors and friends
freedom's enemy silently sallies forth
marching from the North

History records the great battles big and small
patriots courageously defending, standing tall
victory earned by death and sacrifice
freedom's reward would suffice

As centuries now have past, so very steadily flown
America stands with sweet freedom on it's own
patriots over time have sacrificed and died
defending liberty, American pride


07/05/2014

Cause the Moon To Sing, Yet Nothing Is Good Enough

can I make you pregnant
so that we can at least
have a daughter or a son
it sounds less tackful
but as we have begun
all the obstacles have gone
and the strains of lust 
has loosened
I thought to be one
as father and mother
might allow us to be
together as a family
like the way we
think things should be.

Laws of Caustic Cause

A day can make a harder week 
A week can make a month of pain 
A month of pain a year so bleak 
It feels like drowning in the rain 

These are the little riddles in the middle of insane 

A little bit can satisfy 
A little more can saturate 
An overdose can nullify 
And even can obliterate 

This is a truth from early youth you should incorporate 

The pain in gain is absolute 
The loss we lose is lost to time 
These are the rules beyond refute 
There is no certainty sublime 

Not even in the meter or perfection of the rhyme 

The thing that brings contentment now 
Can later be a heavy weight 
The face of grace is changing how 
We rearrange our future fate 

These are the laws of caustic cause that make survival great 

The hope to cope with life and stress 
Is just a product of the game 
Do not deny your own success 
Nor feel a need for useless shame 

Just calculate and educate to fuel survival's flame 

A thought or two from me to you 
As thoughts display a varied face 
Some thoughts are false - some thoughts are true 
So choose a truth you can embrace 

And may your days be free to play a part in every race

Damn the Cause

So it had come to this
Death, at a bullets hiss

Hot shrapnel from o'er head
More brave boys joined the dead.

Eager, so full of pride
On the barbed wire they died

In their droves young men fell
Damn the cause... war is hell.







Entry for
Alexandrine - Modified Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart
11/3/2020. Placed =1st.
© Gary Smith  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Cause

Chart your firm cause with heart that knows,
Align your heart with mind set free;
Use primal force to set the show,
Soar as you start to truly see;
Explore the way that seeds fond space.
Affluent with peace that lovely call,
Nurture each day the dream you trace;
Deed follows ease in rise and fall.
Express the thrill of wonder here,
Finesse knows best the surge of joy;
Free will can seal the pulse of cheer,
Embrace deep zest that primes bold ploys;
Charm firms fond say as moments sum,
Touch frames the sway of grand outcomes.




Leon Enriquez
12 September 2015
Singapore

Rebel Be Cause

Rebel BE-Cause

When they say stop i go
They say hold on but i let go

They say stay behave
 but i disturb the peace
They try to put me under control but i break the leash
They want me to only take a few but I settle on a feast

These people are 2 dimensional they fold at the crease
I'm fly of the chain and I bust at the seems
I make my own visions there is no American Dream

I have come to a realization this life belongs to me 
God gave me a direction but choices are still left to me
With a 360 view and good fix on what i need
A desire to live strong and forever breathe free

I  write what I say cause you should already know 
These are words to empower so you gain control
Like making you the aces so that you never fold
Everyday is a path but no yellow brick road
Be a rebel be-cause you have so much to uphold

Premium Member The First Cause

Where did the Stars come from, 
and how were they formed?
Galaxies, upon groups of galaxies.
Solar systems with moons.
How? Know the first cause, "God."

Time and space came to being.
Space and time ever expanding.
Light shining in darkness.
Mortal men able to be seeing and reading.
How? Know the first cause, "God."

There are cattle upon a thousand hills.
An abundant of creatures in the seas.
The earth hangs and spins on nothing.
Moon that has perfect effect and orbit.
How? Know the first cause, "God."

Sun comes up thousands of years.
This causes many sunflower blossoms.
A new born baby with eyes a glow.
Able to grow and write what he or she knows.
How? Know the first cause, "God."

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