Best Dazing Poems
Slow is the sun knowing that I am already awake...
Unwilling are these eyes to search that which has already been seen
Now, time waits upon my hands to make something unknown
Does anyone know how long it's been?
All my life has turn a shame
Years are passing without a gain...
Moments becomes hours for me, when I see the others smile in minutes
Old is my mouth; for not having strength for such movements
Now, time waits upon my hands to make something unknown
Does anyone know how long it's been?
All my life has turn a shame
Years are passing without a gain...
This mind, beats so much more than this heart
Unwilling are these eyes to search that which has already been seen
Easy is the wind to those that welcome its flirty touch
Soft are the sounds of the leafs being crushed
Dazing is the street light, when watched throughout the night
Animals pass and smell my sent; small acquaintances if you might
Yonder noises: added ingredients, to help imagination take a flight
Watching children play
Eying women walk
Dim; the lights will say
Nothing seems to stop
Everyone's alive
Sadly, so am I
Death's a friend to each one of us
All of us will cry
Yelling out: Come friend, tears will not shed mine
This mind, beats so much more than this heart
How heavy is the rain on a wet coat longed?
Undisturbed is the playing of my high school song
Rusty is my skin, but I not worry for it to be touched
Sounds of other voices keep me hushed
Dealing with myself so long
Aging is my only grown
Yield please earth, been so still, I feel you spin
Friday games I never win
Reaching out to grab myself
Inside me, there is no help
Does anyone know how long it's been?
All my life has turn a shame
Years are passing without a gain...
Slow is the sun knowing that I am already awake
Awake to feel the air up above me
Tumbling down in quakes
Until I cry: NO MORE SHALL I TAKE
Riding upon hopelessness
Dying upon wait
Alone with my heart inside
Yearning for her to stay...
Categories:
dazing, life, sadlife, life, sun,
Form:
Acrostic
If no signal fires a mental wasteland blazing passion,
Angelic vibes are only found through third-eye action
You'll feel less discomfort if you're into the ideal aura
Life is not naughtiness, disdain, nihilism, or oxymora
Be selfish, but invest your life in an act that can last
Before ceding to entropy, face qualms and hit aghast
Freedom is to be oneself without asking permission
Be caring and vest a mark—even if it faces suspicion
You are not bound by this body, intellect, or reality
You are unimpeded mental alertness and eternity
Prayer opens the third eye and links one to space
The spine-full mind travels across key psych places
These nodes agape consciousness to cosmic awareness
Divine corridors—yet eons of vacuity obscure fairness
Vipassana is being mindful of this staple life reality
Spirituality aligns, awakens, and merges life's vitality
Assume your previous assumptions proved correct
You learn you agnize less than you thread, in effect
With a third eye wide agaze, one can peer at foresight
When the truth appears, you will find out the real sight
Clear thinking requires the transcendence of cognition,
With a clear mind, hearing, and insight, reach fruition
After profound interior changes, you saw an upheaval,
Lucid dreams disclose our unconscious facts retrieval
Living with other-dimensional groups implies sharing
Your or other people's vitality isn't optimal or bearing
Wildflowers in the desert can survive without water,
They delve deep and trust that the rains will never falter
Altering makes us dance, as our hearts are dazing
This is a path to caring, inner sight, and stargazing.
Written: April 07, 2023
A wisdom download Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker
Categories:
dazing, analogy, cheer up, education,
Form:
Couplet
Real love is Hard To Find
You can look a thousand times
Still don't mean you will find
What you been searching for
You can look everywhere
I mean here and there
But with love is it in the air
Or not
Has finding true love
Been forgot
Or is it where you left it
Could you except it
Or make it happen with do time
Seem like real love is hard to find, (yeeeeaahhhh)
(chorus )
Real love is so hard to find
So many people been hurt
Don't want to rewind
Rewind back to when it felt real
Now they are closed up
I mean sealed
They loved you even through the hard times
Baby but true love is hard to find
,(Verse 2,)
Remember the days
You could define true
I was loved for me
And you were loved for you
It was innocent love
And amazing
Just the thought of your name
Had me dazing
If I could reach back
And turn the times
Then true love would not be hard to find
chorus )
Real love is so hard to find
So many people been hurt
Don't want to rewind
Rewind back to when it felt real
Now they are closed up
I mean sealed
They loved you even through the hard times
Baby but true love is hard to find
(Hook)
One day you'll truly see
And understand
Don't rush
You have the upper hand
To get yourself together
Make it through any weather
Ask God to especially put it together
Dare to be different
It's OK
Real love will find you one day
Real love is so hard to find
So many people been hurt
Don't want to rewind
Rewind back to when it felt real
Now they are closed up
I mean sealed
They loved you even through the hard times
Baby but true love is hard to find
Written by:Concetta Hardnett
2,/28,/2016
Categories:
dazing, character,
Form:
Free verse
Chocolate always just makes me so loco
I always have a piece in my pocket
It is a confection made of cocoa
This delicious treat is called chocolate
Chocolate filled with cherry or filled with cream
The measures I take for it are drastic
Each and every bar and piece is supreme
Chocolate is just so fantastic
Chocolate is so very delicious
So finding chocolate is my only quest
Though it isn't terribly nutritious
Chocolate is really truly the very best
The taste of chocolate is all out dazing
Chocolate is so very amazing
Categories:
dazing, chocolate,
Form:
Sonnet
Climbing, clawing, teeth grinding, gnawing
bitter seething while breathing rotten air
The path hair raising, amazing and a bit dazing
trees shaking and quaking as if making a dare
Leaves crunching and bunching underneath each footstep
I'm creeping with each move to sneak out of there!
Wind swirling and hurling particles of debris
it keeps howling, scooping and swooping as I head toward my lair
Sudden silence emerges. There arises a calm at the end of the thicket.
It's Wonderful and inviting with silent moonbeams glow as I stare.
Categories:
dazing, adventure, angst, imagination, nature,
Form:
As one looks
Into her deep brown eyes
In which
Hold a priceless prize
Her hair is blonde
More dark than light
She is the kind of girl
For which one would fight
Still one can be mesmerized
Just by her sight
Knowing attraction to this girl
Is all right
Her personality is amazing
Her beauty is dazing
She will just make you
Go completely crazy
Categories:
dazing, devotion, faith, life, love,
Form:
Life is hazing
people dazing
have you ever pulled a gun inside your head?
blow out your brain and still have your mind instead...
coffee
fountain
chimney
mountain
those words sound nice but don't come right in bed
waking for a drill but drinking at a bar for bread
life is joking
people choking
ever wonder why the old man just laughs at you?
smiles at your position, knows that your a dead man too...
Inner voices
Awkward choices
Mail bride orders
Thumbing borders
Hoping wishes
Easy dishes
Washing dreams
Alien schemes
Lion cowards
Rusty showers
Utilized mirrors
Synchronized prisoners
life is smoking
people toking
notice how your eyes have turn out to be a no hand clue
is it me or now you turn to know your crazy too?
coo coo ca choo coo coo ca choo...
Categories:
dazing, confusion
Form:
Acrostic
It's hard not to look back at the things that happened in my past,
but it's the past, they passed on, kept runnin' now they're gone and I seem to forget that.
I try too hard to keep my head low, my skin out of this blazing sun,
but no matter how hard I try, not a day goes by I don't wanna get up and run.
So I sit still as the time stops and the world around me begins to fade in,
a black darkness where I don't want anything but for this world around me to end,
but it keeps on going, and keeps on slowing, 'till I'm to slow to defend.
All these kicks, from left and right, 'till I'm on the ground cause of my opponent
And I'm dazing, my mind erasing, any counter attack and I give up,
I understand that he's got me beat, but I can't seem to get out of this slump.
In my mind, I feel untied, I feel crossed, and I feel denied.
And from somewhere inside, I feel the ignition spark, and I ignite.
I have the immense weight of the world, that you dropped on my cold shoulders,
I rather be six feet deep under the ground, I don't want a tombstone, give me a boulder,
It's like every day in this ice cold world, I feel like it's only getting colder,
carrying this weight on my back, as the fiery depths of Hell smoulder.
But everyday I, feel like I'm a little bit closer to breaking out of this shell,
I write a little bit more, 'till I develop carpel tunnel syndrome then I exhale.
My colors are fading, but black and white are all I need to sit still.
So I'll keep writing, and keep on fighting, as long as I can keep this skill.
Categories:
dazing, metaphor, passion, song-write, me,
Form:
Rhyme Royal
Boiling, baking and blazing,
Other synonyms for heat.
My camel is happily dazing,
He was not a restful seat.
Poolside I’ll later be lazing,
Resting my sunburnt feet.
Air conditioning is amazing,
Ice cream is a lovely treat.
Categories:
dazing, adventure, happy, history, holiday,
Form:
Verse
Women, how can I make you a fair definition?
You have nurtured 6 billion live children
So, you are the mother of the human
On every piece of land on this planet
They, with fine wisdom and skillful hands
Arranged, the order of time and
The dimensions of tolerance
Giving the air the direction of love
Making the clouds Elegance and
The moonlight flow like a stream
So, you created miracles
I remembered how you grew up
Like flowering trees, jasmine, peaches
Apricot, or plums...
In the wind of spring and
In rays of the beautiful sun,
You are stretching the branches joyfully
And releasing the growth happily,
I can also hear your voice too,
As you are flying in the air, like the thrushes,
The swallows, or the Orioles...
Or like the sparrows jumping from branch to branch
So, you are broadcasting graceful music
When I'm near you, I can also smell your breath
The fragrance is somewhat with sweet,
Like the jasmines, the cloves, or the camellias...
And when I'm away for a long time from you,
Many times, my heart will become noisy
And my thoughts will diffuse
And hard to maintain a mindset of a scientist
And whenever this moment comes,
I know it will be more hard to define...
So, I must go outside
Facing the flowering trees and
Dazing
* To International Women's Day
Categories:
dazing, celebration, international, woman, women,
Form:
Free verse
His warm breath like milk,
Dark eyes that glow
Sharp yet fulfilling presence
Provides sense of comfort-
I adore his appealing character
Speech proves his knowledge
Of proper influence
Both in the streets
And in the office-
Enticing are his orations
His delectabe alluring scent,
His contradicting soft masculine touch
Both have my mind racing!
Dazing rudely into oblivion-
I lust for his possession
The pressure of his body
Against my own
Sends a tender erotic sensation throughout my body
Air escaping through my chest-
I never want to leave him
His steady potent heartbeat silences me
At a loss of intellection
I close my eyes and listen
Captivated by his perfection-
Hes everything I want
Categories:
dazing, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, husband, love,
Form:
Blank verse
Light abiding by
the laws of physics
journeys through space
into the eye of a being.
The eye squints before
the dazing tourist
as two opaque intruders
exist between them.
The being was amazed by
the light's change in tint:
what is near is blood,
what is far is sky.
Categories:
dazing, science,
Form:
Free verse
The melody of our life is made blanch
Dazing our seats by denying us to blare
We are not orators or sorcerers
We are feathers train from the heart
Why is our tone buried in the ranch
When our melody is so sonorous to hear?
We are not trespassing words for lepers
Nor are we to weed the falconers parts
On the tone is our ditty of ovation
Dear melody, our diary of dialogue
A darling of our locomotion
An era of our useful youthful prologue
A play to watch from the heart in action
A yolk, that may hands for epilogue.
Categories:
dazing, courage, dedication,
Form:
Sonnet
Today I went a’walking,
creeping and a’peeping
my blue eyed zooming lenses
along the great green canal
to see what natural wonders I could see.
And…
Bees were a’buzzing,
hopping and a’bopping
their black and yellow heads
into little lavender flowerettes
to see what syrupy nectar they could drink.
And…
Dragon flies were a’flitting,
zigging and a’zagging,
their slender sapphire bodies
over the silent silver water
to see what skittering bugs they could grab.
And…
Turtles were a’tanning,
dazing and a’lazing
their brown round mossy shells
on top of grey granite rocks
to see what sunny warmth they could gather.
And…
Herons were a’hunting,
walking and a’stalking
their spindly legs and grey blue beaks
through the calm clear water
to see what slippery silversides they could catch.
Today, I went a’walking
Thumping and a’jumping
my joyous heart and happy head
along the white and gravely path
to see what splendor I could take home inside of me.
Note: I don't know what form of poetry this is. I was just playing with structure and words. I
would love it if anyone has an idea of what form this might be. I wrote it after taking a walk
along the C&O canal where I took pictures with my macro zoom lens. I had a great time
finding and taking pictures of all the wonderful critters mentioned in the poem and wish I
could share the photos I took too! My young adult son said it could be a childrens' book.
Categories:
dazing, animals, children, natureblue,
Form:
I glide carelessly, smoothly, and contently through the deep, dark, murky lake water,
Not knowing that the devious, mysterious, and ruthless hunter is quickly approaching
With the sole intent to plot against his prey then mercilessly yet blissfully slaughter and
Not knowing that today I will meet my maker; I will be the victim he is poaching.
Down my undetermined, winding path through the weeds and small schools I saunter,
Gleefully blowing my bubbles and creating my carefree traveler’s tune, but
I halt in my water trail at the first hint of the presence of the fearfully dreaded haunter.
The hunted cannot evade the condemning temptations of the beast treading the lagoon.
The renowned blue attraction is easily distinguished and catches my attention at once.
I repetitiously bark commandments at myself to move on and ignore the dazing bait but
It entices me, causing a controversial, internal, real battle where there are no fronts.
Back and forth I sway, losing grip on my sanity; I feel suppressed by a heavy weight.
It is simply a mind game that none have overcome and I foresee my despairing fate.
I lose control and dart after the blue wonder out of desperation just to reach it and
To be able to experience adventure derived from curiosity and a purely rebellious state.
The frightful chase begins, puzzling me as the tricky figure eases up yet refuses to quit.
Though I am apprehensive of moving forward I decide to pursue the shadowy feature.
It is like I am racing from the law toward my drug and I know I am about to be booked.
I am gaining on the insistent critter when I glance at the bank to see a giant creature.
Ignoring it, I catch the blue bit, chomp down, and immediately realize: I am hooked.
Categories:
dazing, confusion, death, fear, nature,
Form:
Rhyme