Best Dehydrate Poems
Death to the mockingbird with one shot to the heart,
Crushing wings with desperation sings sorrow worlds apart.
Concrete tears from wasted eyes fall on a mossy burial ground,
Taste the regret as it is yet to expel a gasping sound.
And rise oh symphonic sun in my mourning put rest to the moon,
Dehydrate this skin from deep within that I may die at noon.
Searching for stars to blanket this despairs shroud of living,
Pinpricks of celestial poison judgmental eyes are giving.
Blood upon my hands stains jealousy in deep wrinkled crease,
Saliva soiled dirt leaves an after taste that will never cease.
Breaking the joints of folded frozen wings opening like a book,
Laid before the novel ends I search for the heart that I took.
Oh mockingbird you brought this battle a war I inhale victory,
Would the devil rise with golden stained eyes celebrating with me.
With weighted flesh, holding her heart, he examines my deed,
Silently I beg come with me, success demands fulfilling my greed.
The devil he does make his choice, strong cradled hands receive
Welcoming the mockingbird, even in death does she deceive.
Breathing to life from lips I longed to love, the mockingbird awakes,
Flapping wings, resentment it stings, the ground under me shakes.
The mockingbird laughs for she mocks me no longer,
She has taken everything from me, and now she is stronger.
Categories:
dehydrate, dark, jealousy,
Form:
Rhyme
As a stormy cloudy day, my heart filled with a dark gloomy, foggy haze.
Breathless and no longer living my flesh was deaf and disintegrating fast.
Lifeless, and buried deeply sunken; upon my grave.
My spirits formed as dying weeds, uprooted planted seeds.
Brittle and fragile as a crisp rose petal.
Dehydrate raindrops that have fallen from my tear ducts.
My soul was as dark as the dirt that lay on my grave.
I lay in darkness with no movement.
Then the earth shifted.
As he gently brushed off my layers of crust, small thin layers of trust.
Lifted me from my darkness dust, my sunshine has come.
In a form of a man, skin golden as sand.
He takes my hand as I carried off to dry land.
As his sunrays beam down upon me, I am profoundly happy.
Liberation of sunlight, deliverance of brightness, I am out the darkness.
Reincarnation I am rebirth a new person.
My sunshine has come there is no more rain in my heart.
All cried out lifted by his sunlight.
I have life born again as his wife.
Categories:
dehydrate, birth, boyfriend, creation, death,
Form:
Light Verse
A pillar of greatness is born
finally! Here is the light of the sun
to all Life's challenges
you'll assuredly be stubborn
and every battle is already won
with victory confirm and done.
You'll stay true to your cause
like the dedication of a nun
the wheels of your prosperity
will roll on and on.
Those hiding in ambush to your success
will starve, dehydrate and mourn
you'll be the stalk
to which nations will stick to like corn.
stretching forth your hands to generations
you'll affect lives and have fun
as your good deeds will be heard
like blowing a large, loud horn
Your face will not be common
but you'll be a global icon
like the city of London.
One blast of the trigger and misfortunes run
guess what! You are the gun.
The world needs a new life changer
Oh my child! It is now your turn.
Categories:
dehydrate, america, baby, beautiful, care,
Form:
Rhyme
Tony Lane’s Part
Said the proper Doctor Perkins to the Aussie from down under,
The phraseology of your utterances leave me in wide wonder.
How am I to understand the meaning of what you say?
Unless you teach Australian colloquialisms to me right away.
The Aussie looked the Doctor in the eye and here was his reply,
Then Don Added
Just dehydrate a dead dingo's donger, till it isn't any longer,
grind it down till he is feeling speyed,
Porkupine is great on the Aboriginal plate,
op rum is stronger without battery acid is stronger,
Old Croc will come by to draw me pay...
ps heard Traces contest wants 5 lines about friendship???
Categories:
dehydrate, adventure, me, me,
Form:
Ballade
Just dehydrate a dead dingo's donger,
till it isn't any longer,
grind it down till he is feeling speyed,
Porkupine is great, on the Aboriginal plate,
a favourite meal, they might relate,
op rum is stronger without battery acid is stronger,
if ya get a splash, the right water bottle mate,
Avrodisiac is stronger, out past Linger Longa,
sprinkled on the Emu on ya plate,
move a bull camel off camp,
with just a touch of cramp,
Old Croc will come by to draw me pay...
Emu will not get flyblown if you hang it in the open air, most meat will blow, in Aus...
cook it with corn meat ...tastes the same...
Don Johnson
Categories:
dehydrate, adventure,
Form:
Ballad
Once used by God to destroy the world
It's power and fury with destruction swirled
But Noah's ark was impermeable to the rain that prevailed
And through the raging waters he sailed
Chemically known as H2O
A requisite for flowers to grow
Precipitation comes as either rain or snow
And after the rain behold the rainbow
Water gives a flower rejuvenation
And we need it daily for hydration
When H2O freezes crystallization takes place
In places arid and desolate
Lack of this liquid will dehydrate you
You'll need a drink of water to invigorate
Cooling and soothing like morning dew
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4/3/16
Categories:
dehydrate, water,
Form:
Rhyme
Always hydrate if not you dehydrate
It's a lathargically uncomfortable state
Drink now don't hesitate
Contemplate on the amount of water
In fact don't you even bother
And drink more even when its hotter
Helping all parts from kidneys to your skin
Making you sparkle and glow from within
This radiant complexion helps fight infection
And cures all ails when you add a lemon
Don't be a fellon listen to what I'm tellin
Add some cucumber drink before slumber
Detoxs your body makes you feel younger
They recommend 8 glasses a day
So go now don't delay
Drink it and healthy you will stay.
Categories:
dehydrate, drink, health, meaningful, mentor,
Form:
Rhyme
Each creation is equally special for the writer
Borne with true causes , works as fighter
Some are simple descriptions of own life
Enclosing prose with deeply felt passion
Words may be powerful or played smart
Any poem goes…some stays in heart
Being a work of inspiration rekindling path
Making life easier , lessening pain or wrath
Perception of the holder beautifies the work
A piece -an instrument valued worldwide
Or remains just a petty prose of another author
To be read once then forever kept aside…
Any poem goes …some hit the mark
Inception burns in the lightened spark
Some gets published with many sponsors
Few are rich themselves to get honored
Poet however moves on to create
Until the pool of words dehydrate.
As any poem goes ….some give you praise
When it’s an original voice…burnt nights and days!
Categories:
dehydrate, on writing and words,
Form:
Free verse
I woke up from my sleep to find
Someone chloroforming me with a napkin
I open my eyes again to find
My arms and legs broken
With my weak structure I lied simply on a pillow
To seek for light to find
A handsome creature standing
To speak with no words from a tightened tap
Just to get a simple reply
Where am I?
He savors in seeing me cry
As he wipes my uncountable tears with his cold hands
I opened my eyes, trying to see him as long as this lasts
People may come and take me he says
With sobering words he speaks
Of my organs and parts as price
We were alone in this passive darkness
With no other than one light
I was afraid I started to cry
With mournful cries asking why
He needed money he repeatedly states
But why me
All that I asked
For that he has no motive
As he left me alone
To sink in my tears
To dehydrate from fear
As hours past I slept them
With much force the unseen door opened
And two large men arrived
Holding me harshly to carry me
As I was unable to resist
They placed me on a white bored
Above it glowed a huge white
I could see their faces now
I could see him with the scissors and knife
As they left us
I tried to move but
Defeated bone deceived will
I screamed as mild dagger entered skin
I always knew my time would come
But not like this
I opened my eyes in shock
I was not dead
I looked around and saw
All that has been taken
A kidney that I used to possess
Categories:
dehydrate, fantasy, imaginationwords, me, cry,
Form:
Free verse
Ship wrecked, what the heck!
A dessert island, deserted and
slim chances of survival.
Marooned, to be found no time
soon. being gloom will surly
seal your doom!
No time to sit upon the sandy shore
and anticipate. Life is precious get
to your feet for goodness sake!
In this scorching heat you will
surly dehydrate. Make efforts
dont sit there and self hate.
Got to investigate the island, a source of
fresh water is a must find, before you
start to hellucinate.
Make a shelter a place to hide, of the
ground from biting crabs. hidden from any
prowling big cats.
The next plans food, go hunt with a make
shift spear. Into the oceann I disappear.
Breaking the surface with a gasp, a whoop
and a hooray you caught a stingray. you’ll
have supper at last.
Categories:
dehydrate, grave, hope, lost,
Form:
With light might they sparkle
Karst Experiments which labors and
Chores
Might there mindfulness to produce
For who adores
Folk of value to stem and stern
Together in the name of science which
Lessons learned.
They wanted to create
A stone
A beautiful stone
One to make
Competiters envy.
Envy them into a submissive
Shame.
Might there works then be
Centered around the needs
of people.
Crush the Ego's of egotistical
Men
To stimulate a means of ways to
approach.
Using dissolved carbon they
Wished to create a colorful stone.
They thought using an abundance of
Layered colors from natural materials
The could create something.
The used a still like the one's moonshiners
Used. They disstillated colorful flowers, berries,
Mixed with dissolved clear quarts and carbon.
A super gelitan would allow the colored layers
To form the structure, should the
Blackberries come out black, should the pine berries
Come out white, the blueberries blue, the tulips red
Or purple, or pink, or yellow. The green stems and peels
Needed to be green, all shades of green.
They would layer these thick layers of gelatinous stones
So they could fuse and dehydrate into a solid stoned material then cut and polished to create gems for an inspired world. If this success was made the next experiments would be gold, platinum or silver.
This they prayed and prayed and prayed!
Categories:
dehydrate, art, blessing, business, music,
Form:
Blank verse
Every woe is a new poem
A new prose which fabricates the stars in the galaxy
They say about the spilling blood out from the heart
Like satin wine-drops in the pages
Behold! They hold their luck inside
Tuck their malice, which are undone
Let them breath with your inhalation
Let them live with your recitation
Every patel-less flower is a poem
They caste off their laughter in the sand
Which dehydrate them and shows the
Hallucination of heaven
Behold! They are naked and weeping for mercy
Let them cover with your hands
Let them free with your recognition
Every mate-less bird is a poem
Whose feather get ruffled by the ugly wind
They lost their voice of laughter
Sing only to remember the guillotine of fate
Behold! They’re falling from the sky with a new tone
Let them fly with your complacence
Let them have their salvation by your sad feelings.
Categories:
dehydrate, absence, imagination,
Form:
Narrative
My poetry is like a rhyming news show
You speak about the bed of mistakes I'll lie in, but I speak the truth though
I'm the most flawed man you'll meet, but I'm cute though
I've decided I'm living without limits from now on, I just saw the roof go
The sky is in sight, I won't let anything block my view
Carried on walking even when I lost my shoe
Paying for mistakes is better than it costing you
Meaning it's better to learn from it, than Die for something that's not for you
When it rains, that's the sky making sure I don't dehydrate
When I step over puddles, it allows me to see my face
I can't give up when I see my own Determination
Things don't seem so hard once you learn the basics
I'm not sprinting, I pace
It's about finishing my own journey, not winning the race
I'll talk to myself if no one is singing my way
Had to find my own hope, because no one was bringing the faith
Previous stats in a game played today don't mean a thing
Got scarred and bloody on my journey, but now I've cleaned my wings
Me, myself and I, is the Team I bring
A real warrior finds victory for himself, while losers only dream to win
My poetry is like a rhyming news show
You speak about the bed of mistakes I'll lie in, but I speak the truth though
I'm the most flawed man you'll meet, but I'm cute though
I've decided I'm living without limits from now on, I just saw the roof go
Categories:
dehydrate, devotion, dream, emotions, encouraging,
Form:
Free verse
Theologians all euthanize miracle’s glow,
Like a child might dehydrate and pin butterflies,
Jaundiced eye longs to render them all party tricks,
Puts the best under glass just to marginalize!
Shouldn’t miracle God sends then serve greater cause
Might this not be a subject worth treating in kind?
If we search our Earth's history, thousands of years,
Won’t necessity lead us at last to God’s mind?
There are God taunting voices that cry, “Bible’s fake!
Written after the fact! Accounts pulled from the air!”
But where poetry lives, how can life be alone?
With Love's colors revealed, never naked and bare!
Yes, verse fleshes life out! Bone is not all that soft!
And the breath of life gives a new heartbeat to time,
Rhythms dancing, form floating, white light, no despair,
For God lives down the track in the tower of rhyme!
Explanations all languish if god is true GOD,
Even scientists fall back on "models of truth!"
Serve Him still, but in Love, not to earn your reward,
Trust His Grace and have faith in soul’s eternal youth.
Brian Johnston
April 26, 2017
Categories:
dehydrate, faith, love, miracle,
Form:
Quatrain
You had a heart off gold,known by a lot off people young and old.I cared for you right until the end ,you was my dad and best friend.I came to you every day ,I don’t want to rely on u I hear you say .But dad you mean everything to me .I remember right back to sitting on your knee .Then unfortunately you get copd.You tryed so hard to fight .So scared of me leaving you at night.Then you start to dehydrate The food I made u no longer ate.The dreaded time arrived when ur life took the dive,Down hill you could no longer take nebuliser or pill.Off to the hospital for a check,I get the call I’m a nervous reck.To the hospital with you I stay,major heart attack the nurses say.your organ now begin to shut down ,I cry and frown.Please dad don’t go,But your words and action become slow.Every night I slept in the hospital chair,brushing my fingers through your hair.Nurses came told me to freshen up at home , no I whont let my dad pass on his own .time has come you take you last breath ,rest in peace my angel your the best . Xxxxxxx
Categories:
dehydrate, death,
Form:
Free verse