Best Conclusion Poems
Three children and their grandfather died yesterday,
They died all together in a most tragic way.
Moments earlier, they were happily driving down that country road,
When you hear what happened to them, your head will explode.
Another man was driving, under the influence, that's what they say,
He should have made better decisions, before driving that day.
He likely forgot that all his decisions have consequences,
Now he'll spend the rest of his life, trying to mend these broken fences.
The thing is, it doesn't matter how sorry he is sometime later,
The pain and suffering he caused others, will always be greater.
How many times do we have to hear tragic stories like these,
before people who drink and drive are brought to their knees?
For the drunk driver it's simple...life goes on.
For the victims family...they try hard to carry on.
They wake up each day, trying to find a reason to live,
Even harder is...finding the strength to forgive.
WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DRIVE DRUNK IS A FOREGONE CONCLUSION
FOR THESE VICTIMS FAMILY. IT'S SIMPLE, FOUR, GONE, CONCLUSION
John Derek Hamilton
September 28,2015
All the colors that my eyes see
Seem to become a part of me
The red that bleeds my angry days
The gray that shades my darkest ways
The green forest that brings me ease
The purple tracks from my disease
Toni’s black outfit fills my nights
Faith is now my pillow of white
Colors lead to one conclusion
The rainbow is God’s illusion
Through the rainbow what my eyes see
I perceive immorality
For within the words that I write
The will in man to face the fight
To change his life and learn to be
A child of God proud and free
Everyone perceives, as they will
I can only write what I feel
I feel these colors in my soul
God’s rainbow leads to streets of gold
Of all I do and all I see
These colors bring me harmony
Harmonic balance brings me peace
For all my dreams are now in reach
Protected by the flaming sword
I accept Christ to be my Lord
Of all I do and all I feel
I am a servant to his will
It is the Lord who yields my pen
All the glory I give to him
In my words can you not perceive?
Gods rainbow truly brings me ease
Harmony now lives in my soul
See serving God has made me whole
Today, I had a chance to ask his widow, Laurie, about this story. She
confirmed that it did happen, and he came home from work that day excited, and
told her and their 3 daughters about the event.
And sure enough, shortly thereafter, the song became a hit on the radio, and
M.T.V., in those ancient days when they actually played music.
This news brightened my day considerably, and I'm happy to share it with you;
so when you next hear that song, remember my good buddy, Mark Trotiner, the
uncredited genius behind it.
tom bell
Now this cross is carried...And a crucifixion--AWAITS--and the blood
which has fallen--to late--for an answer, to late to be saved!!! A thousand
eyes--wondering/staring deep inside, looking for forgiveness inside of dead eyes
gone astray...A hint of darkness, begging eyes that fade...deep within the
voices--CRYING/CALLING my name...it's better off inside here--so peaceful and safe...
No feelings, no sadness, no sorrow, no pain...I'm now free from the madness--
drifting-- freely/happily away...Away...Away...This will not last forever...
SADLY--I begin to feel--I breathe in the poison, of a new life I start--AGAIN--
in a new life I begin again...And there is no END...TORMENT... TO grow again---
to feel again-- to hurt again--to lose my mind, over and over and over again...
There is no never, there is never an END...PERPETUAL, CONTINUOUS SICK LIFE!!!
There is no absolute meaning...Just a struggle to get by...Forever, and ever and ever
TORMENT!!!
Within the looking glass--why can't I get in??? Be the one on the inside, instead
of the one lost within??? I can't stand to look at you, to see the distorted reflection...
Is it me, or is it an ILLUSION??? I don't even recognize you...It can't be me!!!
Maybe one day--once again I can step inside, and not come back...Maybe I could just
fade away--DISAPPEAR--never exist...And maybe in all actuality--I DON"T!!!
Maybe, I'm just a figment in someone elses mind...Maybe, I haunt them with a MADNESS...
Or maybe, I am INSANE!!! Or just a little confused...There is a QUESTION to my SANITY,
but an unheard answer...
Be one looking out--instead of the one looking in!!!
05-14-2002
When will she ever learn?
That mending a broken glass
Much like a broken soul
Then give it back to the breaker
Will only ever result in the same situation
Haven't years of sitting in a physics class ever taught her anything?
An experiment done in same unchanged circumstances
Will always result in the same conclusion
The conclusion in this case being:
It doesn’t matter if hopes and tears are shed,
Immeasurable trust won’t save her in the end.
The multitude of hopes
That something, anything might change ever
A hope to which she holds no control over
And a thought to which she’ll always be last
She allows it
To be broken and devoured in pain in a vicious cycle
Over and over and over
In hopes, faith?
That one day, maybe some day
It’ll stop hurting
Not stop breaking, not merely heal
But ever so simply, painstakingly stop hurting.
~ JUDGEMENT ~
~~ teeth deep in the ground
~~~ alligator skin like knifes
~~~~~~ listening to lies
You're chatting with your pals, but the subjects ain't the same!
No talk of sports or music, or movies you can name!
It's more the results of MRI's, CAT SCAN's and the such!
Medications that you're taking, how often and how much?
The Doctor's that you're seeing. What do they have to say?
Do you need special treatment? Is your insurance gonna pay?
These answers, plus your aches and pains, you simply must contend,
the obvious conclusion, you've reached Old Age, my friend!
For Carolyn - My B'day - 6/16
Then Keith snapped his fingers and spoke a mystical chant,
“Grant us the powers to finish off the one that all others can’t”
There came a sound of a moaning wind and a low and rolling groan,
Then the ghost of dear sweet Barbara Ann came before the throne.
“Who has called my visage forth and brought me to this place?”
They were all transfixed by her charms and by the beauty of the specter’s face.
“Spirit we have called you here to accomplish something that we can’t,
I’m Keith the conjurer and we have someone that we need you to enchant.”
“If I do this thing for you there’s something that you must do for me,
I can rid you of this fool but there’s no way that I’m doing it for free.”
The King agreed “Any payment that you require will be laid out at your feet,
Because I know that your spectral beauty will be impossible to defeat.”
“Then I shall go about this task where doth the fool reside?”
King Eric told her that the dungeon is where they tossed his hide.
“Then leave this fool to my methods and let none of you come near,
Stay away from the castle dungeon no matter what sounds you’ll hear.”
The spectral figure of Barbara Ann promised that in two night’s time,
They would be well rid of this fool and in a way that would probably rhyme.
And as it is with spectral figures Barbara Ann held fast to her word,
Two days hence and the fool was gone and though it might sound to you absurd,
All of the riches that she required to the fool she asked that they be paid,
For the weekend that she spent with the fool she should never seek to trade.
And what of the fool who paid the price By being hoisted upon his own petard?
It seems that he is no longer a fool, Instead he’s now become a bard.
The lesson that I offer to you is that when you make a plan fool proof,
Never underestimate the ingenuity of fools, Lest they steal treasures from beneath your roof.
I am going to write a poem about jumping into conclusion
I was so glad when my boss didn't jump into conclusions
He sees what I did and keeps his cool
Had he jumped into conclusions I would have had it
And lose my cool
That's what you need my friend
A fresh head on your shoulder
Shall I say "cool head"?
Nowadays we all need someone with a cool head
Who is not biased and can see things from all sides
And always give someone the benefits of the doubt
Who always think good of others
And not ready to see the negatives
Did you know your measure of worth is based upon
on how you treat others?
If you always see the good in people
It will come back to you
Like a head light
shine your way
Someone said "the measure of a good boss
is how you create leaders"
If you produce leaders who are under you
Then you know you have made it
"A good boss"
Yeah God is a good boss
All He creates are leaders
You don't want to create followers
because they will follow you to your doom
Haha
Anyhow create leaders
Even in your circles of friends
Don't let them follow you
Encourage their own thoughts
Try their own ways
And don't insist on your ways
Because your way is no good
It may be good for you
But it's not for them
Try think things outside the box
Do things that haven't been done before
Take the initiative
Meet with failure
And turn it around
Is it a round?
Or is it square?
Back to square one
Hehe try it again
Do this
Do that
Try this
Try that
If it doesn't work
I'll do it this way
Hey you may be able to find your way
out of a maze that is called "life"
Who said it's a maze?
I said
A -maz-ing
That's what it is
Yeah
Liv-ing
Kick-ing
S-ing
Not that one
Ahh you can do that one
Time for you
Haha
A CONCLUSION -
JOURNAL XI
It’s a Walt Disney,
Looney Tunes world
Why? Because I
cannot identify with
it
in my waking
hours
Contradiction is
rife
The love-hate
mishmash is widely
popular
Those of our younger
populace seem to
identify
The movies, the
songs, the
unpredictable
behavior are
testimony
The world is, from
sea to sea, a
religious and
political
ritual of violence,
noise, hunger and
turmoil
There has been no
period of world
peace such as
happened after
World War I
Witness such
immature nonsense as
the mining-
up of comic
book characters,
Big as the latest
gigantic movie
screens
Some things, like
Archie, deserve to
die or, at
least fade
from memory
What happened to
absolute music, that
needing
no words of
explanation, that
requiring an
artistic use
of imagination?
In these last few I
would explore the
inner for
mental
balance, escape Bugs
Bunny
Goodbye to soaking wet summer
Moist bumblebees - unable to fly
The swimsuit changed to beaver fur
Unspoken expectations died
A covered veil, in short moments
Who is the director of fall ?
I have some hot spices to add
06/09/2019
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COPLA 114 CONCLUSION : This Bad Guy World
The way Evil triumphs in this World
What lies in store must be much worse :
Yet Evil serves
Toddler gods in this Grand Plan make so bold
As to usurp Laws of Universe –
Get what each deserves :
The turntable of three Continents
The cradled civilizations
There end should come
And so must these Manriquenas’ contents
Be the homage of my supplications :
By/My Death overcome
© T. Wignesan – September 22, 2014
The entire series of COPLAS de pie quebrado dedicated to the XVth Century Spanish poet, Jorge MANRIQUE
winter morning dew
leaves of orchid are soundless
kiss of conclusion
To my eye like moths, below to theirs a flame
Scavengers, circling around my head
It seems to them, that prey
I am dying but, to their liking not quite quick enough
So on blackened wings they fly and contemplate
From thoughts underlying to tiring cloudy skies above
Thus, His holy hands still hold my fate
And what of, the affects of charity's love
That awaits where a new year shapes
Might life's dark cloth unveil the whiten doves
Allow the hapless to escape both time and change
As they shadows of conclusion do dsescend all I can say is... "I think not"
Conundrum Reaching Conclusion
Create a conundrum
Create a query
Conundrum seeks a solution
Query wants to be found
Solution has many facets
Found a clue
Facets bring about obstacles
Clue usually hones us in
Obstacles must be tackled
In order of relevance
Tackled by a certain mindset
Relevance proves paramount
Mindset is imperative
Paramount are the attributes
Imperative to results
Attributes must be studied
Results will take commitment
Studied the partakers must be
Commitment is born inherent
Be manifest destiny
Inherent is the seeker
Destiny holds the key
Seeker must prove worthy
Key is seek out all that surrounds
Worthy of gleaning absolute information
Surrounds the query to be unearthed
Information must be carefully elicited
Unearthed essentially uncovered
Elicited with worthwhile foci
Uncovered by sheer determination
Foci must be unimpaired
Determination to procure the truth
Unimpaired by subjectivity
Truth will not come easy
Subjectivity is difficult to bestow
Easy never being prolific
Bestow untethered concentration
Prolific ends come with dissection
Concentration is the key
Dissection may bare connection
Key is the element of discovery
Connection connecting fragments
Discovery brings moratorium
Fragments strung together
Moratorium reflects conclusion
TOGETHER triumphs are accomplished
Conclusion will evade till then
Accomplished are the chosen…
Then nature must take its course…
Course
Chosen
Sunshine Williams