Best Contaminates Poems
How populated this lonely world often feels
with so much warm flesh living cold and stony.
Some days, we ache for someone to hold us,
smile into our eyes like they wholly know us.
As humans, we talk and talk our searching words
though others grasp only their perceptions heard
and live unaware that their walls thus occurred.
Hearts all desire an embraced soul revealing
of where’s and why’s behind the how’s they’re feeling.
Such tries manifest puffed effects, sky floating
on breezes society contaminates with
numbing subliminal fears to which we succumb.
All emphasized in society’s vise pounds
false perceptions that comfort some lives,
allowing them to safely hide in boxed alibis
where their dreamy feelings lay to perhaps die.
Deep is our need to be known and understood
as a person of unique meaning and worth.
Seems to me, hearts may be seeking in blurred rote
for meanings rarely clear after emotions smoke.
Categories:
contaminates, friendship, hurt, introspection, loneliness,
Form:
Free verse
Death's malodor dances
with winds of lament
heart wonders, mind ponders
watching sunset lose her grace,
time has become an adversary,
pulsating in our misfortune,
orchestrating a tragedy of love
heart wonders, mind ponders
in the hope of tomorrow,
silence cries for my untouched lover.
How unjust life would be
if my last sigh was not in her presence
heart wonders, mind ponders
pangs of passion plead,
to gaze into her eyes,
to lose myself in her scent,
to kiss the gloss of her lips,
to merge like ink and paper.
Devoted in an euphoric embrace,
illuminating like a perpetual rainbow
but
Romeo's curse contaminates our destiny -
her heart weeps, searching for a cure.
Simple Musing
Silent One
28 March 2020
Categories:
contaminates, angst, death, love hurts,
Form:
Free verse
Rudeness at places of work is a terminal cancer
That reduces and kills productivity
Promoting the dancer
Who feels her rudeness proclivity
Resembles a godsend in her way of thinking
Equating its futility to putting in a full day’s shift without any proof
That rudeness despite its inkling and tinkering
Adds to long faces among colleagues whose home roof
Undergoes strain victims of rudeness export home where their rudeness
Hurts family members who in turn unleash
Their reverse rudeness to kill at home happiness
Inspiring butts of rudeness to dish
Out the taste of the rude message
To new victims enlarging the cycle by tit for tat
Until time passage
Widens the rudeness culture making it so fat
It recruits new rude members
Consolidating and spreading the rudeness epidemic
Insulating no one, hurting everyone to fan embers
That burn, burn, burn and burn so that rudeness no comic
Spares. Then, people wonder why so much rudeness flies about
Crashing good manners, killing decorum
Until a wisecracker reminds the person who in the first instance thought her rudeness clout
Despite a dose of rum
Contaminates and hurts more and more
Unless everybody makes it their business
To observe good manners and tenets of politeness in folklore
Then and only then can a rude-free society exist, pouring boundless happiness bereft of rudeness.
Categories:
contaminates, poems,
Form:
Free verse
The ram died high
On the snow covered
Mountain, when the thaw
Of spring came, it's
Decaying body
Contaminates
The melting snow
The waters flow
Brings death in grip
The farther
It traveled
The less germs
And death
Were there
Clean
(This is also a metaphor for sin. The farther we stay away from it the cleaner we stay. Of
course, we can repent but the results lingers.)
Categories:
contaminates, animals, death, education, faith,
Form:
Diminished Hexaverse
I can’t see, but I can feel.
It feels wrong.
The beach is where I go to heal, not open more wounds.
The sand is supposed to feel warm. Comforting.
But every step I take, comes another sharp, jagged piece of plastic,
plunging into my foot.
The smoke circulating around me finds its way into my eyes,
and contaminates my soul with its filth.
I can’t see, but I can feel.
Piles of utter garbage covering the golden sand,
have turned the beach into a wasteland.
Sea animals lay dead on the shore,
strangled in a mixture of plastic soda rings and shopping bags,
reeking of human selfishness.
Of course I’ve finally accepted, my time to help is over.
Remorse. Guilt. Shame.
I want to help, I do.
But the realization my story was ending
came too late.
Now, all I can do is watch.
Watch the forest fires rage on,
ending the lives of innocent trees.
The smoke infiltrating the lungs
of a squirrel, taking a nap in the leaves.
Humans are unaware that this is their story,
unintentionally writing the last chapter of their book.
Earth is our home, yet soon to be abandoned.
The damage irreversible,
but unnoticed by all.
The pen lifts off the paper,
writing the last word of our book,
before it ends.
Regret.
Categories:
contaminates, 12th grade, america, animal,
Form:
Free verse
And repression funded mental
assassination
I shall climb beyond the human
heights
When consistency aided
conspiracy
When mental discipline
Has become mental plaque
That contaminates the
constraints
Of the pure at heart
And purity poison to
contaminate
I shall rise up high
For if the worst doesn’t come
to the best
The sun shall rise in the west
Contaminated brains are
deliberating
To the concoctions of mental
assassination
For the truth shall denunciate
To become the extreme
subversive
When creativity is poisoned to
contaminate
And the capacity of common
sense
Is replaced by contaminated
plaques
That throbs and throts
My inner soul
And being pure is as good as
being contaminated
I shall remain with the
knowledge
Of good and evil
For I’m no good at all
To be pure at heart
But contaminated with pure
evil...
Categories:
contaminates, betrayal,
Form:
Carpe Diem
Hate pollutes and contaminates the soul, but love purifies it.
July 9, 2016
Contest: Give me your best one liner
Sponsor: Silent One
Third Place
Categories:
contaminates, hate, love,
Form:
Monoku
What feelings render in my heart I can’t explain
What emotions slaughter my soul I cannot say?
The desired thought of suicide? I do not blame
The sourness that contaminates the life I live in? Oh what a shame?
Vengeance and anger? Those feelings to surrender?
Don’t ask. They have already won the game!
Oh and Hope? That false emotion that has gotten us all ashamed?
Oh forget it! We are all the same
Peace and Cooperation? Love and Destination?
What are all these silly games?
What has gone is lost again and is never in your claim
Oh forget it, Roll the dice! Let’s continue this stupid stilly game!
Your Dreams? Your Ambitions?
Not everyone gets the comfy side of the plane!
Categories:
contaminates, life, loss, lost lovefeelings,
Form:
Free verse
this is not a free country
pick a place on the globe
they force the laws upon us
US - free people of the world
i am not free to do as i wish
says the man i have never seen
my freedom to act, my free will
taken away by the sinful machine
i should be able to say and do things my way
as long as none else's freedom is taken away!
in a world full of art, love, hope and God
will not be any jails or psychiatric wards
look, the elctions are staged such a cheap act
who cares who gets picked? same outcome, facts
keep paying taxes guess what the money is for
there are more wars going on than ever before
they show you suffering show you pain
through your eyes right into your brain
some are addicted to the "news" from the box
it contaminates your mind, worse than drugs
people don't watch it, what's there to see?
just violence and sex on TV
they create a show out of sinful things
rappers now days call themselves kings
how dare you say that how dare you think?
your throne is a myth get off of it quick
think about chess you have to protect your King
you're playing for the system? not gonna win!
God reigns over All, his rule is supreme
i check! my pawn turns into a Queen
Categories:
contaminates, freedom, god, rap, drug,
Form:
Rhyme
CYRUS "THE VIRUS" IS EVERYWHERE.
WREAKING HAVOC WITHOUT ANY CARE.
BORN OUT OF WEDLOCK BETWEEN SLIME AND MOLD.
MORPHS HIS WAY THROUGH LIFE I'M TOLD.
BIRDS AND PLANTS, TREES AND PEOPLE.
HIS GOAL IN LIFE IS TO TURN ALL INTO FECAL.
WICKEDLY MEAN, TREACHEROUS DISEASE.
TRAVELS THE WORLD AND DO AS HE PLEASE.
HE'LL INFECT A NATION AND THEN HE'LL FLEE.
APPEAR SOMEWHERE ELSE AS A TICK OR A BEE.
MASTER OF DISGUISE, MANY DIFFERENT FACES.
ALL OVER THE WORLD IN ODD AND STRANGE PLACES.
HOT ON HIS HEELS IS THE WORLD CDC.
THEY CAN'T UNDERSTAND AND ASK HOW CAN THIS BE.
HE CONTAMINATES WATER, INFECTS YOUR MIND.
DON'T TURN YOUR BACK, HE'LL INFECT YOUR BEHIND.
HE THINKS IT'S A JOKE.
TO HIM IT'S A GAME.
HE EVEN APPEARED IN THE FORM ACID RAIN.
CDC, WILL CATCH HIM ONE DAY.
UNTIL THAT TIME COMES, HE'LL HAVE HIS OWN WAY.
THEY'LL CATCH HIM ONE DAY AND BOTTLE HIM TIGHT.
THAT SHOULD SUFFICE AND SERVE HIS CRIMES RIGHT.
Categories:
contaminates, halloween, hilarious, horror, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Should we call him a man
A demon or a pervert.?
Should we pull out our detectors
For predator alert.
A MAN without sagacity
impaired from his salacity
Creating insanity, a threat to
earth and humanity
Has the audacity,
To pile up children to capacity.
Creating more insanity,
a threat to earth and humanity
Has the audacity to be smiling,
while piling up children.
Baby’s Snatched
From mommy’s arms
crying for their daddy’s.
Children stuffed in crates
All due to hate.
Now in jails filled to
Overcapacity.
What do good people do?
Do we only Watch?
And do nothing
As Salacious
Contaminates thrones
While sitting in
The seat of dignity.
Threatens integrity.
Can we at least Chant;
” God save our Morality”!
Can we at least Chant;
“God save our children”!
Categories:
contaminates, abuse, america, children,
Form:
Political Verse
A frigid landscape casts a bitter pall
over a barren nation of weary souls
imprisoned and laden under a regime
of hammer and sickle, numb and cold.
Regimented are the eyes of oppression
unblinking, endlessly watching
scrutinizing, searching, ever searching
grinding down the will, receding hope.
The slow wheel of the gristmill turns
burden of stone, its authority crushes
the spirit. Who can break this
massive millstone, treading over
the tormented masses?
A desperate angst arises to rid the
wretched bile that contaminates the land
strike down the carnivorous bear
and with sheer will and determination
break the terrible gristmill of tyranny.
Written on 5/22/2018
Categories:
contaminates, change, freedom, political,
Form:
Free verse
This silence that I keep leaves room for the unheard,
so I take one last breath and I gather up my words.
This s u f f e r i n g took its time I have been forgotten,
abandoned by the fear of the decayed and rotten.
My articulation for forgiveness has been murmured.
Like a r o s e withering in the night down to its roots,
its nourishing nectar contaminates and pollutes.
I collect all of its debris and seek atonement,
lost inside the sanctity of this abstract moment
yet, gathering my words invalidates and refutes.
I take the p l u n g e and deny what I say and do
feeling emotions that contradict all I ever knew.
My speech just brings nothing but complication
as my quarrel and debates bring only altercation.
My s o u l is but a medallion thief that turned into blue.
This silence that I keep fears all I ever said before,
now I have no time to explore what I should restore.
My voice has been nothing but a hush in the breeze
gathering up all my words praying this pain will cease.
One hundred wars have come...
arriving ten thousand more.
Rhyme scheme: A-A-B-B-A
Chosen theme: "I Gather Up My Words"
Let Your Pen Drip Contest
Sponsor, Broken Wings
Date: May 19, 2018
Categories:
contaminates, deep, loss, metaphor,
Form:
Rhyme
MISERY
Misery is waiting
For its chance everyday
Misery it attaches
To the soul anyway
Waiting by reality
Or wheres theres stabilty
Flows through the air
Invisibly with no evidence
Takes soul for a terror dance
Its breeze contaminates
With your pain it rejuvenates
Takes feelings to its lowest
Takes away your closest
Flows without a care
It comes in to stay awhile
Sometimes it dont leave
It doesn't like smiles
It doesn't believe
Will you conceive
Misery
Categories:
contaminates, depression,
Form:
Rhyme
To become free, to live in peace and harmony,
Is it necessity or rationality?
To have ego and hate, to be vulnerable and angry,
Is it revenge or sympathy?
Mankind is like a gallery of images,
With same framework but different background and themes.
The compassion for honor and pride, peace of mind and bliss,
Drags youths towards righteousness and success.
In parallel comes and ominous fate, keeping them from sanity.
Blowing away the righteousness comes a storm of discontent and fury.
Contaminates chaotic souls making them unsafe,
Creating disputes in which some perish leaving grief and a message.
“Onset of an enigma contaminates the ignorant souls at an instant making them devils of the modern so called civilized society,
Expanding hate, filth, greed and dark desires rather than happiness, love, peace and prosperity.”
Categories:
contaminates, dark,
Form:
Free verse