Best Come Again Poems
I come again to the site of my ruin
A desolate place of sand
And the sea from agony strum its tune
And the wind is volatile in my hand
I could not hold you, could not keep
The water rushing from the shore
My heart a willow remembers and weep
Your sea-breeze love forevermore
Love once abloom scatters her seeds
And we who catches them are chained
By joint destiny that no where leads
Out of the maze of longing - joy stained
This place once when you laughed here
Was the garden of my dreams. Yet
Alone only memory now cloy the air
Perfumed with your absence and my regret.
Moments come and go,
But special moments come again,
When the thoughts of you with me
Seem they never have an end;
As a touch brings back sensation
And a song triggers emotion,
A smell brings back the memories
As a taste triggers the notion
That we'll always be together;
What we shared will never end,
And I know that you're right there
When special moments come again.
Moon shining brightly
Upon calm clear waters
Glowing Lake of Fire
Crickets playing songs
Along green grassy shores
Music for heaven
Crisp breezes whisper
Across land, over waters
Spring has come again
The sun
Has come again
After having been shunned
By the fury of warlike clamor
Of guns.
It was
Time for cease fire
Tired of the endless
Clashes of unyielding powers
Oppressed.
Now calmed
Wishing the coming
Of the spring season's charm
Washing off the grind in showers
Disarmed.
Breathing
The sweet fragrances
Of new found wider views
That melt the ice and see our hopes
Renewed.
By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 03.15.10
The werewolf hunter came to town to help the people fight
The moon was getting larger and would soon be full and bright
Those vicious hairy beasts would savage townsfolk all night long
But now they’ll find they’re up against a man who’s sure and strong
The werewolf hunter went to work and got himself an aide
He gave the man one thing to do and said, “You’ll be well paid.”
The aide was known to local people as ‘Come-Again Ben’
His hearing wasn’t great but he worked cheaper than most men
So, by and by, the moon was full; the howls that night were loud
The werewolf hunter stood before the chapel, tall and proud
He needed, then ‘Come-Again Ben’ to fetch what he required
But one Chrome-plated chicken meant his aide was promptly fired
The werewolves formed a circle and they found themselves a kill
The werewolf hunter and his aide were feeling rather ill
And then the moon shone brighter and as though of one shared thought
The werewolves bared their teeth and claws and launched their crazed assault
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The werewolf hunter laid there, he was very close to death
His aide was also dying so each spoke with his last breath
The werewolf hunter garbled… “Just one tiny silver bullet?”
His aide said, “Sorry, Boss… I thought you said a silver pullet.”
I feel it so often,
Its like you never left.
My heart throbs to the ghost of you,
My mind reels back and forth,
To the places we've never been before.
Oh my darling! Yet, why do you feel like such a dream?
Like sand slipping out of my hand.
Why do you have to leave?
Stay my darling, stay with me.
For my heart will become a bitter place,
Without you.
For you have been like a beacon,
Guiding me towards happiness.
I miss your arms around me,
And the way your lips found mine.
Make love to me,
Like the ocean in a storm,
Blow in fiercely like the wind,
As the thunder strikes somewhere far.
Carry my inhibitions away,
And the distress that I have been in.
Let the clouds clear for the sun to shine.
Let our love find forever,
Let our love be divine.
On it’s way
Not to welcome
To bid farewell
Oh,Ramadan
Come again!
Life is only depressing,
when you let yourself down,
do today, what you know,
will make you happy tomorrow.
our mind, can go round and round
time and time again,
looking for solutions,
attempting to control problems,
that is apart of life,
sometime's we get hurt,
break up with someone we love,
the mind looks to understand,
what it can't accept,
anger, bargaining, pleading
is all apart of grief,
the mind attempting to find,
a pathway to replace the love,
two people together need each other,
when they break, it's hard to cope,
a mind reels through one idea after another,
In life their are day's we do not cope,
you might not shower,
you might not clean house,
but you will heal,
there will come a day,
when you can cope again,
when you can clean house,
learn to change,
be good to yourself,
I went to the second hand shop's,
and brought joke books,
sometimes it's good to laugh,
or at least smile,
when faced with a million problems.
At one stage, I thought she was lying,
and then I realised
like me, her desire changed
with her changing emotion,
one minute she wanted me back,
the next she hated me again,
you will heal learn not to hate,
she has made mistakes,
you have made mistakes,
it's time to let go and move on,
so many people seem to hurt
and kill their family,
when they break up
granted it hurts,
but hurting them
will only hurt yourself,
give yourself time
you will love again.
I found the best way for me
was to stop talking about my problems
I went back to school and built
a new career
I built new friendships
and yes I made more mistakes
but each time I learned
and now life isn't perfect
but I'm happy knowing
that the decisions I make
are designed to improve
people's live's.
Train,train
Come again,
Nine train
Come again
Long train
Like a chain
On main line
At time nine
Train,train
Come again
Veins gain
Pains drain
Joints brain
No signs,rain
Train train
Come again
Please,train
Come again!
(A children's song)
As I take a long Shower
I realize it's power
to clean and purify
Feels like a new life
Reborn and new birth
no more pain
no more hurt
cleanliness and fresh
as I put the soap
to my chest
No more dirty feelings
none near, or around
I can't describe this feeling
but so glad that I found
But if I shall ever,
ever get dirty again
I shall skip the long shower
and go dancing in the rain
For the rain has powers
Way stronger than the shower
it not only cleans the body whole
but it cleans and purify's the soul
So if I must ever,
ever get dirty again
I will stop what I'm doing
and go looking for the rain
For now, love is not my path,
At this very moment,
I don’t need a man to make me happy.
I don’t need to love someone,
Until I learn what love truly is.
Sometimes, I do get lonely,
Sometimes, I wonder,
If someone will love me;
If I will find my true love;
Of if he will find me.
Someday, I will let him in my heart,
Whoever he may be.
I will give my to him,
And let him behold my treasure again.
Until I fall under that spell,
For now, my guard will be high,
I will protect my treasure,
And will not open my prized possession,
For no man,
Until I am ready to fall in love again,
And that true love,
My prince charming,
Will come and find me…
Comes again
The hills surround the green summer grain
A tractor passed us on the muddy lane
A field mouse scampers as I hear the coming train
A sky of blue as I look up to see a jumbo jet plane
A church bell rings out as to us its history’s domain
A child walks by with his bicycle and broken chain
A dog barks as if to say I want my dinner again and again
Then silence comes as we are in fields of tall trees bowing to the sun fain
And birds are singing and flying as courtship in this open plain
A corn field yellow diverts my eyes from the black clouds about to tipple rain
We lay under the canopy of the wood as the smell of the steam raises from a fence once a blain
A walk away we reach a fish pond and men of the village sit and contemplate sustain
An evening draws in and we walk home with sights of butterflies and a sense of our terrain
Oh rain please come again
Wash away the tears of pain
Walking through the solitary woods
Forgotten the sweet memories of childhood
Oh rain please come again
Cherish me, here I have Nothing left to gain
Sorrowful life of mine feels terrible
This pain is really unbearable
Oh rain Embrace the body of mine
Show me the path towards shine
Each droplets of water purifies my soul Petrichor of the post rain console
Rainbows makes everything colour full
This Illusory hope makes my life Gleeful
-Sucheta Mitra
NOTHING IN MY LIFE WILL COME AGAIN
Bless my day
my day is blessed
Because I'm alive
because I am
Nothing in my life will come again
Except the life and love mine Father gives me
11/17/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Don’t panic with the drought
Never assume to be caught
No matter, to what the poverty can bring
Sooner the life may start to sing
Don’t worry and be without fears
Be smiling and no more tears
Everything will get better soon
The drought will go away soon
It is a bad time, for a while it pains
My eyes are yearning for a change
Then no more glitch will be there
We all deserve to be aware
Of this kind of situation
With our valuable addition
Of our hard work and praying
We may rise and will be playing
Now you don’t have anything to eat
You don’t worry for what you need
So now you endure the debacle
Be firm in the approach to tackle
Don’t worry we may gain
Happiness may come again