Best Depletion Poems


Crying In the Rain

Crying in the Rain
Lurking behind the curtain of world war ;
You cheer to a Monday Night Raw;
              
Dancing to the melody of anarchy;
You close your senses to impending waterloo,

Completely deaf to the screams of mother earth 
Who is subdued by industrial rape; she echoes dearth...

Forlorn sky weeps on; threatening oxygen depletion at the detriment of ocean life.
Father sun rages on; amidst earth's strife...

Refugee camps replace loving homes;
And mats replace comforting foams

Chibok continues to wail for her missing daughters;
As valiant khakis rummage the forest of Sambisa...

The mantra of change echoes on amidst chains:
As a fraction of the world cry in the rain...

Flora and fauna looks on in docility,
As humanity continue to dance to the melodies of calamity.

Premium Member Vacation Time

The doc says I need a vacation
My energy just can't be rationed
Seems there's been some depletion
  leading to get-up-and-go secretion

He told me to take a few weeks
Get rid of those brain-draining leaks
Stop pushing myself so darn hard
  to become a real-life bard

So, as I bid you all adieu for a while
I hope to do up my time off in style
Ask the Missus what needs to be done
  deferring to her whip and her gun


      ~ I'll miss you, Soupers! ~
            See you in a while*




*Will be checking Soup mail, however

Premium Member Earth Disturbers

Hoping and praying for peace, and peace of mind. 
The earth disturbers are busy.
They will not leave well enough alone. 
They do not work in harmony with nature. 
Their idea of balancing out the 
Eco system is to destroy it.
The earth disturbers are busy... 
We who are trying hard to survive. 
Will not rest until calm is restored to the planet. 
They run amuck defiling and slaying every creature. 
Every tree every lake, stream and river. 
The earth disturbers are causing havoc 
and smile at each successful misdeed. 
Smiling at the ocean polluted. 
Smiling at the elephant slayed; 
Smiling at every tusk grabber,
at every dead whale, smiling at every abused child; 
The earth disturbers are rejoicing.
For every human that falls prey to their wickedness. 
The earth is bleeding. 
People are dying for naught.
The whirlwind has been summoned.
Love has been abandoned for power and control.
By this depletion, pain is inflicted daily; 
Vanity and, insanity is the order of the day. 
Vainly misconstrued evil will be washed away. 
With such a shaky foundation the destructive 
arrogance of the earth disturbers, 
is appearing everywhere.


Premium Member Lost Value of Words

Honesty is a virtue, now preserved for the immortals,
tender trust is used to propel selfish gains,
‘you have my word’ is the oldskool meaning of ‘I’m just joking’.

Comfortably accumulating debt never to be paid,
it’s easier not to commit, but that urge never lets go,
‘I promise you’ is just a temporary gum falsely holding hope.

Action seems heavy, comfort the needed mattress,
calm to please but not so good in duty execution,
“I will” is still used but just to fulfill all righteousness.

Body is the target, the heart is the victim,
a one sided bargain, the winner is the cheat,
“I love you” is the tool to accomplish such theft.

Phrases which once gave the skies colour and the oceans character
are now mere combinations of words under most human’s feet
and then credibility of personalities continues in depletion
while corruption continues to manifest in same words and in action.

Gaza Vs Gaza From the Air

One has vision 
the masses see 
the other in his armchair no phd
he could use some glasses
no one cares about the ostrich
head in desert sands


attacks is
really

the repetition
of history

attacks is
really

the depletion
of humanity

attacks is
really

crimes
despicable crimes

attacks is
really

torrents of evil
pretending to shine

attacks is
really

The end
of time

GMO

Before technology became widespread
Different ideas every person shed
Experiments were done, executed, conducted
Various discoveries from them resulted

Scientists were known for their countless contributions
Their unending research created new revelations
Genetically modified organisms for instance
Where food, plants or animals they tried to enhance

A sample of this is a modified tomato
The Flavr Savr as we commonly know
It was the first created GMO
Where ripening was made long and slow

Tomatoes are not the only food that's modified
But crops from the farms that they tested and tried
Golden Rice, Bt corn, papaya and potatoes
All rich in vitamins, including the tomato 

Plants weren't exempted from this vast improvement
StarLink ang Weathergard they managed to invent
They can adapt to their surroundings' condition
In terms of resistance to temperature depletion


Self-Motivation

What is self-motivation to you?  What does self-motivation really mean?

Are you self-motivated or easily defeated when complications and depletion of any 
success you’ve had, rudely intervenes?

Complications will surely produce unwanted thorns that can be piercingly painful, 
throwing you way off track.

Strong self-motivation is a radiant guiding light that will always help you find your way back.

The pathway back may not be easy, true success in life has never been.

But which satisfied you most, self-motivation where you once had it, or complications that 
somehow wore your self-motivation way too thin?  

You may be feeling the drive and determination that once engulfed you, no longer has 
their tenacious bite.

Here’s the fastest way to regain the self-motivation you once had, if it has taken flight:

When you have conviction with self-motivation, you walk tall, your head and shoulders 
loom above the crowd, no matter your physical size or height.

Self-Motivation makes you the leader that people look up to, respect, and seek, which is 
quite nice.

You must march on by being the strong and self-motivated one. 

I implore you to strut and march only to the beat of your proclaimed rhythmic drum.  

Create an immovable and unbendable melody from the depths of your heart, mind, 
body, and soul.

Your new revelation will be etched in stone.  Your self-motivation henceforth, shall never 
falter and surely never grow old.

Al Johnson









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© Al Johnson  Create an image from this poem.

Sitting In Bed

Sitting in bed.

It’s time for sleep, shower first.
Three baskets of clean clothes, bedside.
Cats' nocturnal sport rumbling across the wood floor, mother pouncing daughter, chasing rubber balls.

Tinnitus and the sound of air whuffing through the ventworks.  Faintly piano music seeps through the seal of my door from children’s room, as they dream.  I’m sitting... in bed.

I need to shave.  My razor’s dull.  The hairs will be plucked from my face, less shorn.  I will examine skin for blemishes, and finding none will probably aggravate a neutral irregularity to the point of bleeding.  I’ll brush my teeth first, to avoid the taste of shaving cream.  Then shave and shower, and recall the salt stone my abuser once gave me.  She loved me then.  Perhaps.

My shampoo is infused with tea tree oil and mint.  It irritates my sensitive scalp a little.  It smells so good.

I’m not ready to sleep.  I’m not ready to shower or shave.  I still taste milk on my breath.  And I’m awake, as if capturing a few more moments of consciousness… were a virtue.  Is it?

Tinnitus my faithful friend.  A frequency so high it’s almost imaginary.  A close listen reveals dissonance, two or three tones.  The warbling interference pattern.  You are the closest I come to silence.

Cotton swabs, shoot.  I need to make a list.  One or two things I remember in the store, and more I forget.  Some microwavable containers for rice, to take to work.  I’ve been eating sweet potatoes in an effort to lose weight.  I like them, but… variety.

Something… something else I wanted to remember.  Batteries?  No, that wasn’t it.  Cobwebs?  No, why would I need to remember cobwebs?  I have cobwebs in my brain.  Ah!  Kitty litter.  So that too, and…  well, I’ll think about it later.

I’m starting to lose feeling in my feet and lower legs.  It’s better than restless legs, with which I sometimes wrestle.  Usually when I’ve done this, procrastinating sleep.  Magnesium depletion, I suppose.  Or something.

To have a hand on my back, scratching sweetly.  An tender arm draped lovingly, even excitedly over my large belly.  The sensation, the meaning.  I long for it.  Long hair, gentle voice, she's with me.  Forever.  If only.

Goodnight.
© Tedly Bare  Create an image from this poem.

One Year Alcohol Free

365 days of the Alcohol Experiment
After 30 days the need to continue was evident.

Italian adventure to Rome Florence and Venice, cosy restaurants and no wine a penance!
Elation on completion of a holiday with alcohol deletion.
Real rest, renewal and recuperation.
Not hangovers, exhaustion and a turn to work depletion.

No barriers of painkilling built up around me but open and available and at last truly living!

A feeling of real health never known, 
sober sleep the deepest.
3 am awakenings not repeated.
Weight more stable than for 35 years
Alcohol free means energ--ie
Faced my AF fears and after 8 years trying, succeeded.

Now Coffee and company with intimate conversation not superficial chat, slurred speech and inebriation.

AF tribe explosion. Deep friendships unfolding.
laughs and special moments. Discovering worthyness and self love and whaw that I am enough!
Lliving in the moment not for the alcohol moment.

Sober socialising discovered.
Alcohol companies, brainwashing adverts pedalling lies uncovered.
Culture driven by alcohol is epidemical
Profits & Taxes guaranteed by a chemical.

Facing trauma and grief with a stable mood. Alcohol as the cause of anxiety and depression understood.
Just 10 months AF with my beautiful mother.
Such quality time above any other.
Emotional transparency, expression and facing the pain. Not numbing and smothering self again.

It's a brave new world of no regret experience. 
Just wished I had known and not spent years delerious.
I'm not looking back not giving in now!
This new life I've found will much more than do
Cause it's wonderful, beautiful, amazing and  true and I wish for a total culture that's new!

Firework

Up  above the sky  so high 
Lightening with a cracker sound  why
Thunder all around in all crackers factory
Colours of glory over the victory

Like the destroying evil spirit winds gone
Green purple blue orange and yellow and so on..
Like a rainbow colours in the global sphere
Fill the horizon of troposphere.

Colours in eyes view
Like a Crystal clear queue
Wanting more and amore shades of colour thrice 
Like a beautifying path of rays incident to eyes.

Rays with denser to rarer air with critical angle action
  Inclining with total internal reflection 
And a mirage of appearance of firework
With the invention of gunpowder work.

These beautiful colours can be seen twinkling
The petal shape of rings of firework wing
Above the river, over the ocean, over every house black, blue or white
Above the religious places like a landscape light

On the other hand like a spark in vision with the opposite reaction 
Over the absorption of colours of equal action
Moment’s sky with particles of fire  carbon dating increases  firstly
Oxygen combines with other substance vastly
 
Leading your glittering eyes wrinkle  by depletion of ozone layer
O goddess of earth your beauty is above all
Show your beauty daily in everyone’s eyes of your art 
Remove the evils from every heart.

Purifying every soul’s with overwhelming trees of love 
Dawn earth’s beauty is above all sparkling dove
Environment friendly fireworks will keep healthy, wealthy and wise
O goddess earth pure the firework light in everyone sight…

Date :1/6/2016

Mad Scientist of Poetry

It's hard to breathe-poor respiration
Stomach hurt due to a combination 
Of starvation and constipation
I feel like bad inflation
I need deflation
Get me a doctor to perform the operation
To make it in this world its mad desperation
I refuse to make adaptation to nonsense and instigation
I'm so sweaty more wet than condensation
Precipitation
Evaporation
Body so glossy it's like anatomy lamination
So I dry off like fabrication
I wish I was make-believe like animation
My own choice my own obligation
First start with an observation
Then evaluation
A problem in the atmoshere? Bad radiation
In 360 circulation
Earth's manipulation
Creates a bad situation
For the population
To feel a bad sensation
Like planet domination
Due to poor human reputation
The ultimate retaliation 
Is Revelation
...As the #1 selection
Regardless of complexion
Object of every girl's affection
Lookin for the best connection
As a correction 
From going in the wrong to right direction
It's like an infection
I want success so bad I get an ********...
In addition
To my subscription
To a perscription
To my addiction
Of the worst possible condition
Avoid the infliction 
And affliction
Of pain of a titanic description
So I jail my anger with no jurisdiction
But I still face conviction
For kickin the automobile of anarchy into ignition
Can it lead me to a contradiction
Or a mental restriction
While I sleep I have recognition
I'm not the disease but the cure or is that a premonition
Or Gods intuition...
This is literal
Critical
And pitiful...
Beware we are almost at the completion 
Of Earth's depletion
It's no secretion...
Could it be distinction 
Or extinction...
From gov't corruption 
To volcanic eruption
We are the production
Too late for interruption...
Any confession
Any suggestion
If you want to end the world here's the succession...
In conclusion
This is purely retribution
For distribution
Of pollution
No illusion
No confusion
No dillusion
Just an intrusion
Erase the constitution...
There's no prevention
Of the redemption...

Ozone

Ozone
               protects against
           ultraviolet sun rays
        depletion causes,floods,cancer
                    layer.

Global Warming Is a Warning

Global warming is a warning.........

Mother earth is faltering due to global warming
Today man –made chemicals causing ozone depletion
Thousands of species becoming extinct due clearing of rain forest
Poisonous gases and spillage emitted daily from factories and Mills
Receding of Coral reefs due to global warming threat to marine life
The mess created by our own hands, threatening the very existence of human race
Man has woken up is it too late, and still no answers.
Man’s threat to nature has dire consequences by Mother nature
With the earths volcanic eruptions, earthquakes and earth slips Mother nature is angered 
With the interference from Man with Mother nature, can the world survive?
Global warming and chemicals has taken its toll on Mother Nature, and scarcity of Water.
Can the world be saved against this wanton destruction by Man?
Humanity should band together and curb violence against mother nature
Allow mother nature to recuperate and heal by growing more trees
Respect God’s gift of nature without causing further damages 
Educate people to save the world from utter destruction
Advise people to use alternate source of energy to bring change to the environment
Energy efficiency could also be obtained by educating people to create awareness
Fossil fuel from gasses should be done away with due to carbon emissions
Let Mother nature take care of waste products by re-using it to grow.
Let all the people of the world band together to heal mother nature for the future generation


Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
All rights are reserved @ 2017 - Ravi Sathasivam

Alone In a Crowd

Enduring in crowd, living alone. 
Pretense, engaged. Conspicuous stone.
Solace amid the silencing sound.
Social setting. Trapped and bound.

Paralyzed movement. Strangled tone.
Enduring in crowd, living alone.
Vexing stage, communal minefield.
Required presence, reluctantly yield.

Commons cheer congress repletion.
Fear seared soul. Nerves depletion.
Enduring in crowd, living alone.
Network demise. Allies not sown.

Quiet corner roost. Enervating mind.
Exiles migration, quest of my kind.
Refuge found. Fulfilled, intone.
Enduring in crowd, living alone.

-Angel Fatale-
© Ryan Tyler  Create an image from this poem.

The Path of Dawn, Realm of Restitution

THE REALM OF THE FALL....

There existeth a realm
on the face of the earth
where immortal and mortal
compete for glory..

what is a mortal
if not a god clipped
to submission..
on a path of remission...

what is man and the son of man..
bit lower than angels..
crowned of honor and glory
sin the greatest hindrance to re-union..

sin separateth
creature from creator
leading to the former
dying out slowly...

a station separated
from its key energy source...
slowly using stored up energy
depletion leads to death...

communion..  a re-connection
to the charger.. the supreme
supreme being... creator
source of all energy.. or say life

different religions 
trying to explain
that for man to actualize
he needs to reconnect...

you're gods today i have begotten you
yet you falleth like sons of men..
an expousion to our true nature.. humans
down here were fallen... from grace

day and nite descendants of men
chastise them fallen angels...
little knowing... do we..
like us they are in this realm...

the realm of submission..
the realm of restitution
the realm of restoration..
to the former glory....

higher glory
for down here
mortal and immortal
compete for that glory...

there are those
on the path towards..
restitution.. yet others
wallow in sin.. in this realm....

wallow in sin and perversity
neglecting the true calling
to reunite.  be one with..
bond with.. become of..attain.

the supreme.... attain glory
the glory of knowledge
of the self and the
knowledge of the supreme GOD..

The path of dawn
an echo of realization
as the fog clears
and mortal reconnect

Reconnect to the supreme
awakening their spirit...
as one in fellowship ..
with the one creator..source

Source and means to all paths
source and giver of all wisdom
the one true source of wisdom
the very path of dawn..

in the supreme deity
both mortal and immortal
look for strength
in this realm of fall..



Lewis k Nyaga
the path of dawn..

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