Best Crumble Poems
Lullabies through tear filled eyes
It's truly, love at first sight
The bond is forged and galvanized
To hold forever tight
Each time you needed a hand
She always had one free
From then on, when in demand
As soft as she needed to be
No sacrifice was too great
A patient answer to every, "why?"
That look when you came home late
When you didn't come home, she'd cry
As flowers begin to crumble
your eyes look tired and hands so frail
Breaks my heart to see you stumble
as tears fall with your skin so pale
No one can ever take your place
nor replace your angelic love
Your life is full of prestige grace
precious beauty like a white dove
Mum's sweet words flow like a fountain
such wisdom will always live on
Her love conquers the highest mountain
fills me with pride to be her son
July 4 2017
Collaboration By Daniel Turner and Silent One
If your mountains should crumble
To the world's finest sand
If your oceans should run dry
And become arid land
If the weight of the world
Becomes too much to bear
May that weight become lighter
Much lighter than air
If your path should need straightened
Should you stumble and fall
I'll help lift you up
Help you walk and not crawl
If you feel all alone
In the busiest place
And the darkness of nightfall
Should cover your face
For deep in the distance
A light you shall see
You won't be alone
For that light will be me
Forever and ever
I'd do it again
I can't thank you enough
For being my friend
Any souls can make you crumble
A soul can get connected to another,
Be it a person or an animal,
Heres a little piece of the pain we feel,
I walked in and you wasn’t there to greet me,
That was a little strange I thought,
Because for two years you have greeted me at the door,
I went looking for you, now I wish I didn’t see,
You laid still and breathless,
Your yellow eyes showed no life,
Your soul had left its shell behind,
I laid down beside you and wished it wasn’t true,
I pulled you into me and my heart ripped in two,
I closed your eyes and wished you a safe journey,
No more will I see the love and caress in your eyes,
No more kisses will I reserve, has I sit here and write this,
No more meowing to me, your way of telling me something was wrong,
I wasn’t here to save you, like the day you was born,
You laid still and breathless too,
I change the path god had chosen for you,
Now god called you home.
I’m so sorry mj I wasn’t here,
To ease your pain,
My little fluffy friend,
11/02/15
I'm hungry with a grumble
I know because I stumble
So I need a bite to eat
That is sugary and sweet
How about apple crumble
Track: Lil Wayne - Lollipop
With sugar, butter and flour I fumble -
it’s a great way of cleaning my nails
Don’t grumble when finding specks in your crumble ...
but I’ll know when I see your face pales!
A pure tongue in cheek poem... but we have been given lots of cooking apples and I'm going to make apple crumble!!
10-23-17
An old man's crumble....
I am an old man and no matter I say or do.
But still I am living with my stubbornness heart
I have complications with health history
and hospitals always welcome me
Sometime, my heart beats so hard and my veins are twisting me mad
But still I manage to do my work on my own
My walking stick is great support for me
If not, I would not able to stand on the road
Sleep brings me nightmares with forecast scenarios
but when I wake up in the morning I feel nothing but freezing body and feet
My memory is failing and my soul is falling
My head is turning and my life is shortening
How do I spent my youthful life all these days?
Well, nothing much to tell about it because I am not married either.
I really love to recollect my good old days
but my memory of tears kept them away
Youth become major and old become gold. So they say
But sometimes I wonder where do I find my way around
Before I go to bed, I keep my ears in the drawer,
my teeth in a glass of water and my both eyes on the side table
When my sleep overtakes me, I don't hear anything,
my teeth don't feel cold and I don't see anything either
I get up each morning and reset my bones from my sleepy body
Later I pick up the news paper to read world news and sad news these days
If my name is missing in the obituary column, thanks God I am not dead
So I continue to do my work as usual till the day ends.
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright @Sept,2010 Ravi Sathasivam
Inspired by Billy
There is a call in the distance
I know my future will witness.
No calm offer shields my bubble,
it floats high to crash, then crumble …
Soon will come your final undone.
I use love-you-smiles to battle on
while you destroy your own Avalon.
Real life constantly sabotages
my feel beneath smiling camouflage.
I already hear gentle guitar chords sadly strum
and wish purifying, steady rain to rinse me numb.
Doves will later all gather for a united coo
as the world finally releases all forms of you.
In a fire never man-begun,
your purest force will heighten flames,
your final quiet will be spun,
and the sun in you will set tamed.
Then, upon your clear horizon
dear peace will ease all my frightened.
I dont want to hurt you,
but I think I will,
I want to eat your body ,
Like a jagged little pill.
I will break you down ,
as you fall apart ,
and then I'll work my way
into your wicked heart,
I will make you crumble ,
as you'r falling down ,
and when I cover you
silence the only sound..
James ....................................................
I may crumble from quiet fear
that somehow showed right now, right here.
I sense stirrings of potent ache.
I cannot bear that we may break.
This nightmarish foe may not near.
How dark formed is in no way clear.
While we embraced, bad vibes appeared.
If we don’t fight for our love’s sake,
I may crumble.
To this sad fate we never steered.
We must deny it any tear.
I’d rather final pills to take.
Coiled in our garden is a snake.
Should we lose all we now hold dear,
I may crumble.
Charles Manson wanted to start the race war but he died
Malcom X was philosphical in his approach to civil right
Martin Luther King Jr did his amazing thing
Trump wants to build a wall that know it all
but i'm going old school on you to the days of Thomas Jefferson
there was never anny second guessing to what they were professing
our founding fathers stood for freedom but today we see it another way
no one takes the time out to ever bow the knee to pray
Some for the sake of choice kill their innocent in the mothers womb
I'm 47 and it still hurts to clean my room
in borrowed basement rules their stands out a jewel
David Karesh in Waco Texas & Jim Jones in Jones Town
if the constitution should crumble like Fred was with Barney Rubble
Russia is in our scope but Russia couldn't cop
we need to stand for the flag not be the ***
It's our God given right to confide in our senators, legislators & government officials.
Mark the one willing to arise to the occasion and be brave in service to the greatest country USA
look Mark Spitz in the eye for his many gold medals
put the peddle to the metal
if the constitution should crumble at least we have each other
George Washington planted a tree in spite of the mockery
living out his legacy we got fields of hip hop scenes
Kanye West with his bipolar being put to the test
lest I rest in the biggest contest known to man you all understand
It's your God given right to pledge the American flag stand up & be counted
ever since the playing field on Ellis Island to teach us all a lesson start professing
Our dear lady shines brighter ever present on a crystal cool day to parade
in spite of all our differences we could put our faith in action
I'm asking that we come together no matter what the weather
let us stake our claim and treasure the works to surrender
it's in the faint of song or the young fawn on the lawn
the part at which we all belong is the name of that song
May the house of cards fall
Crumble
Try to catch the ball but fumble
May it trip down the stairs in a clumsy stumble
Tumble down old ways, only goodness & love stay
Good riddance corruption & lies - time for the people to rise
Exit this Land of Illusion, this Broken System
That wasn’t really broken but just built that way
Lies and deceit filled our pretty streets
But we the people stand together, & we’ll have our say
For there are many more of us than them
And the day will come where they will pay
A woman in white coat
by Bernard Chilambe
The soft touch of the woman in white is felt by people in pain
What this woman does is not plain
She never says much as she is mature
Her clothes describe her heart that is pure
Where does she disguise her image that is not poor?
I know our brain can cheat but that is being poor
She looks brilliant in white attire
As that makes her identity clear
Her smile never fades
And her heart never bends
A woman in white coat speaks like a lamb
Her sausage heart never crumble
This woman never melts in mercurial temperature that is hot
Her sympathetic tone is not hidden in a white coat
She gives relief to images of beleaguered crowd
But she is resilient as she has never been cracked
The woman in white coat restores people’s pride
She covers her clients with her soft love cloud
My inner Stonehenge
Shielding memories, encircled within
a circle of stone, no code to crack
time to let go, to not look back
let your circle of stones crumble to dust
Penned 18 July 2013
Category Nature
Lord
i
just
wanna be free
like them birds
goin' up yonder
and
i
know
that you are
the sculptor of me
now ain't God good
yet
i
shall not crumble
Unlike the rest of the world,
She wanted to be a natural disaster.
She wanted that long lasting impack against the rocks,
As it chipped away into the ocean;
Turning into a million different outcomes affecting the surroundings of space that came in contact with this newly developed framework.
The picture frame,
Set up in flames,
Was her morning sunrise;
And the screams of disparity,
Was her only lullaby.
She put an end to the endlessly,
Because clocks never mattered when it came to her emotional serenity.
Labelled out of touch,
And out of reach,
From those superfical lips that forced their preach.
As those lips never hear the words of others,
She stayed close to the rock planning the next natural encounter.
The silence, the roar, the rumble from the skies;
The eroding rocks and sails pointing up high.
All waters calm,
Effecting the air to stay quiet,
As she laid looking into the night,
A million of those outcomes,
Spreading to make an impact of violent.
As she looked around to see he ugly creation,
She realized that she was probably the last of the american girls,
With this distructive foundation.