Best Decease Poems
Life is in pieces of black and white
Like a chessboard
The moonlight shines through darkness of night
Like a barcode
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Noah chose a raven, then dove
Bad luck or peace?
A bride in white dressed in pure love
Black mourn decease
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The penguin and the zebra
The snow leopard
White tiger and the panda
Monochrome weird
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Milk boils when it is heated
Tar melts when hot
Cotton flies, wool is seated
Coal heats the pot
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I print all of these lines
In jet black ink
On a white sheet designed
To make you think
02/21/17
I opened up my cupboard door and then I opened wider,
Dwelling cozily inside, a most humongous spider.
I do not kill a spider, that’s against this gardener’s rule,
But I don’t pick up a spider, I am truly not a fool.
I closed the cupboard saying, “I’ll wait with you to deal
For tomorrow or the next day, depending how I feel.”
I went to work next morning without removing arachnoid.
I don’t know if I forgot or just was trying to avoid.
For in truth I don’t like spiders though she is a gardener’s friend,
But I’ll defend her right to live her span, right to the very end.
All day I mulled my problem, how I’d trap her and release her.
I knew I must be careful, if I was clumsy I’d decease her.
That evening I looked for her, but she wasn’t where she’d been,
And to me an unseen spider is much worse than one that’s seen.
Then my darling son informed he’d been looking for a cookie
And had found the big old spider hiding in its little nookie.
He remembered what I taught him, that a spider is our friend.
He had carried her to the garden, the rest of her life to spend.
Written May 26, 2003
It is for sure, not springtime here
Shorter days now how bare His trees.
And looking back draws eyes to tear
For waste and loss of all my greed.
To sail the seas and not return
My ship sinks in the straight of dire.
Its keel has split, its hull to burn,
A spark to start my driftwood fire.
My greed will feed this driftwood fire.
Heap high this waif to be no loss.
No wisdom from my follies liar
Burn high! Oh! Burn you holocaust.
My ship of dreams I build no more
Fragments be hacked my vain desire
To toss like trash and be ignored
Upon my filthy, driftwood fire.
Self-indulgence fed driftwood fire
Now as to turn from what it seems
Left to me a works of priers
Never to sail my ship of dreams.
I pondered from my window long
Fanning my passion ever higher.
I cursed His name to sing my song,
A blast to stoke this driftwood fire.
Arrogance torched this driftwood fire.
Let my sins perish with my ships.
To right my wrongs I now aspire.
So let them burn without my kiss.
Resurrecting souls dreams have killed
To pull myself from deep quagmire.
And warm my heart which time has chilled.
Remorse now fuels my driftwood fire.
Self-pride will feed my driftwood fire.
These cords of which I gladly burn
Dreams or follies of mud are mire
No loss to me and no concern.
I've heard the sirens song too long
Uncharted seas with sails which tire.
With all my dreams and fancies gone
Let crackling rings my driftwood fire.
Steam hisses from this driftwood fire.
Stream's me toward sweet isles of peace
Bright flash and gleam of my attire
Shall fall in lour of my decease.
For fortuned Isles my eyes have cryed.
My dreams I leave to whom I sire
I'm cremated before I die
Consumed within this driftwood fire.
Upon my filthy, driftwood fire
When in my grave I take my task
Point for my Lord my vain desires
As chilled ember and cooling ash.
This way that I feel, these dreams that I'm having
The rage that's held in, please Lord, let me release
The bottled up anger, laced with the bad memories
When will things change? Please Lord, Let me release
I search for the change, and I seek it through the shadows
I wish for this to stop, please Lord, make it decease
As the emotions boil, and the imagery is set, I paint
But the picture is all wrong, please Lord, make it decease
I can't erase the memories, the shell to thick to crack
Help me discover my path, and please Lord, let me release
The wisdom unheard of, gone in a single flash, to where?
Help me find my soul, and please Lord, let me release
I imagine a better place, in your arms is where I belong
Until then I'm alone, please Lord, make it decease
A victim of a broken home, and outcast to even myself
Questioning my mind, please Lord, make it decease
Lead me in the direction, you already know where I'll go
I'm lost and I need your help, but please Lord, let me release
Tired in these empty hallways, dehydrated of your love
Make me whole again, but please Lord, let me release
This beating heart keeps haunting me in the dark,
When the sun walks steps to the surface, painting a glowing fade
I try to forget, no I do not need to pursue the missing element
For the element may have a substitute, mirroring characteristics of it, as well
But why does this aching not depart?
What pumps through these chambers is a sickness, tearing me apart
And in the night, when breathing doesn’t exist in presence,
Silent and still, except for the beating of this heart
This heart is isolated, and it screams woe with every thump
Surpass the disgust of it and hunt prey till successful
But the bait fails to attract my desire, and I am once again defeated
And the nibble, which also teases my wretched heart, leaves me beaten
The element persists in mystery, and I sense how unattainable it is
If only I could seek means of expressing how strongly I covet you
Your everything, but in importance, your scarlet ardor
Oh, how I would decease the beating of my disturbing heart for the life of your striking love,
But then, where would I go?
I feel as if my movement would perish without you, my love
So I wait, hands on the clock now ticking louder than my horrid heart
My heart battles time, impatient of the day I can obtain my element
But perfect element, I shall wait for you.
Viewing sites of our oceans and lakes
Locking our earth in a trap jail
Seeing these gifts here not to forsake
Ups our risk with CFC intake
With this not being folklore or tale
Oil dependency we must decrease
Causing more death than life with no true gain
As more life on this earth comes to decease
With the word extinct coming to all beasts
Stopping our land from agony and pain
As we try to master the depths of space
With probes such as voyager launched from earth
We must first learn to save the human race
With clean air and clean water for each face
To make faces smile with joy and mirth
Remember all life as one here to save
New plants and green trees, plant one when you can
Give back for the gift this earth came and gave
Develop a new clean way to behave
Help the earth look pristine across all land
Join the true people that fight for our home
Do what you can and increase this lands worth
Let a new land and atmosphere be known
Increase your life goal with a new life zone
And know what you did to save this great earth
When all squabbles and wars shall cease
As for the complete world, we will create peace
Individuals ought to be more socially adept,
not scolding one another for being incorrect.
Contemplation involves ample guidance,
and eradicates our pretentious contrivance
We might also switch the soul's floodgate
Recognizing that we harvest what we create.
War arises as a struggle for power and land
People at times just need a helping hand
Avoid self-interest and under-mount sinks,
And pleading for humanity to peace winks.
Kindred children are resilient and vitreous
Loss of candor led them to become igneous
We might limit our focus to pursuing peace,
Our voice ought to reflect love, not decease.
My spiritual self serves as my divine guide,
Seeking understanding is a process inside
I buried my treasured self hidden within,
where it will be safe against earthly sin.
I place my trust and faith in the Lord above,
Who has convinced me of the eternity of love?
and perseverance that leaves doubts behind,
I aim to induce peace by myself, but inside.
We should all aspire to coexist in peace,
People suffer when there is such a decrease
because it is profoundly ingrained inside,
With our peace, we are inextricably tied.
Written: January 29, 2023
Finding Peace Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh
Rice paper dreams, lanterns and beamers of peace
lighting the way to my heart you are in far remote
Intricate cutout beauty, please do not decease
for I need you to guide me with radiant denote
Lantern of love illuminate me with soulful grace
far deeper is your symbol than mere luck of age
Ramadan rose * Easter lily * Passover Iris- lace
some days I am sinner, some days I am sage
Star lantern of my heart help me keep my vow
to a dormant holiday that often seems demure
Oh spirit of the season, guide me to your Tao
and Universal truth, please do not obscure
the lanterns of my soul, as I celebrate in-grit
and return to love, with altruistic composite.
Oh how sweet and beautiful are the words
that you say to me, they stick to my soul
like honey to a bee. They move me,
they soothe me, they let me live, for
it is you that I need and my heart
I will give.
You touched me like I never have
felt before, you start my heart breathing
so fast until I can hardly let go.
I feel your words like sand on a beach
they are still in my head and will never
decease. Your words are so brand
new and alive, for they are the only
thing that is helping me to survive.
You touched my heart like no other I have
known, the way in which you love me
I wil never do you no harm. Your words
is like an ocean running free, all I want
them to do is pour all over me.
You touched my heart like a child playing
with a toy, he love it so much because
it brings him so much joy. That is how
you touch my heart, giving and bringing
me so much joy, it makes me feel like
a child with his new toy.
You touched my heart every day of my
life, that is why I do not care about all
the sacrifice. I wil do everything to make
you happy just as long as I know I am
the apple of your eye and that you will
do or say nothing to make me
cry.
You touched my heart from this day
forward, there can never be another
you because you are what I need and
it is me for you and you for me that
is the only way it is going to be.
you touched my heart.
THE STRANGE CASE OF THE PREPOSITION
The preposition is a peculiar case
No use on its own by itself with no function
It needs an attachment to have any place
Alone would decease, be due extreme unction
Now some words may act without others at hand
Such as Nouns as a labels and verbs as imperatives
E.g. LADIES or GENTLEMEN and Sit! or Stand!
Independent with neither associates nor relatives
But the preposition needs some things to relate
To connect the verb with a noun, phrase or clause
To bring them together unite and collate
In that it has a noble cause
In days of old when they spoke in tongues classical
The use of the preposition they would scorn
They had case endings for same purpose grammatical
So you could even say it need never have been born
But while you don't need 'to', 'of' or 'by' or 'with
When you've dative, genitive and ablative
Old prep does the job, should have respect accorded
And it brings words together so for that should be lauded
Dawn a new day is breaking
Open my eyes to the beauty
As the Roosters, Cardinals, and Doves eyes open
Tiny crescent moon relishing in its appearing
Birds sweep across the pale-blue morning sky
To the beat of coo-coo-coo
As the Doves communicate to their love
Striated clouds greet the sun
Sun takes the gray away so there is apricot on the horizon
Gold to decorate the way
Clean slate_new dawn great start for this unique day
Fresh air refreshes lungs
Adds glow to all creatures
Gives life as sun clears the stale dark
Opens doors to opportunities for renewal_forgiveness
The sun rises golden
As if it is the gold of royalty
Without its daily visit all of earth would decease
Become an entirely different sphere
What contingency does the dawn of new day bring to you
Open your eyes to the venture
Contest:Sunrise~~Versus~~Sunset
Sponsor: HGarvey Daniel Esquire
Written by:Sara Kendrick
A lone black wolf can seal your fate,
blink of an eye, can change your state;
living a life of deepened peace,
restriction of a short-term lease,
crushed in an instant, fear’s release.
Shattered dreams of every decease;
outcome unending, cries don’t cease,
concord too grueling to police.
Out of the darkness, filled with hate,
a black wolf lies in mortal wait.
Copyright © 2012 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Note:
To sum it up, an evil person can determine whether one lives or dies no matter how at peace one is with living their time on earth. In an instant life can be taken, leaving their loved ones to morn their passing. Harmony is too difficult to control, when evilness hides in the darkness.
For some,
Living in the slum,
Of life’s shadow,
Saying what does it really matter.
Death hath bequeath,
The end of the shadow,
And all the forms of life’s matter!
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But it’s only an end of form,
So don’t be alarmed.
It’s not the end of life,
It’s the end of the strife,
That some are calling their life!
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It’s only our form of matter,
The life’s energy release,
That death has bequeathed,
Of the physical form,
Only mind’s alarm,
While in the physical form!
For the mind of the flesh,
It’s alarm has now passed,
Life has released it’s pieces,
For the pieces of the past,
Death releases at last,
The quality of life’s quantity,
Bountifully!
So now may we learn as we live,
Our life is not strife,
To be sure, it is life,
Let us live, in the form of our matter,
And we won’t be the sadder,
In the scattered,
Lot of the matter,
Of strife's latter!
A being decease,
Is pleased,
I assure you.
Being released unto peace!
Having revealed their fleece,
To the One who really matters,
Who does not scatter,
The matter!
But is able to keep,
Without a seep,
The sheep, of His pastor,
For he is the Master!!
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Words
Words make verses and rhymes.
Expressions of my mind
have been with me throughout time.
Rhyme and reasoning
Words with grammatical seasoning.
They can hurt you
or nurture you.
My words can be uplifting
life shifting,
even spiteful,
some needing decrypting.
They can be soul searching
thought provoking and
soul cleaning
Put your thinking cap on and decipher
my meaning.
The words can touch your heart
And hit that just right spot,
to make you think without a blink
and giving a wink
to the person who used the ink
to print the words
you’ve just heard
too open your soul
to help you gain or loose control.
Vowels, consonants making words and phrases.
Some may garner praises.
Some eloquent, some raw, some poised some powerful
and some hilariously crazy
may make the sleep push up daisies.
Words on war, words on peace
Words of the decease.
Words of suffrage
from women wanting passage
to be an individual.
Words of bravery endurances
Words challenging occurrences.
Words about our favorite people
Words about people worshiping under the pointed steeple
Words about people and faraway places.
Words about different races.
The words are sometimes the same.
Some bring thoughts of possibility
Some may bring shame
Still expressions of caring and sharing
Some soul searching and soul bearing.
So read my subjects, adjectives, pronouns and verbs,
and formulate your own expressive words.
Give access to your thoughts and feelings,
because words can be very appealing and revealing.
When someone doesn't know you like you thought they did
All they do is act out like a kid
Truth starts to decease
Lies spread like disease
No matter how bad it gets botched
All you can do is watch
Be true and try
Don't be blue
Soon or later they were going to turn on you
Real ones never leave your side
They're there for you, not the ride
All the others can kiss your behind
All started with one person having too much pride.