Best Describe Poems
How to describe love?
If you could find a word to tell me about your soul or a way to show me your heart
A way to not get hurt when you fall then let that be the start
A way to describe heaven that you haven't seen or to describe how to fly with wings
When you had never flown
A way to be stronger than what you seem or how much your dieing to get grow
If you give me a way to never have night or day, to stop your heart from beating and yet to stay alive
If you only show me how to let the pain go away or how to lose sleep without being deprived
If you could find a way to never let your feet touch the ground
A way to always be in safe and sound
Then I might find a shape or a word to describe love....
I might try as hard as I can and never be enough....
Love is something that no one can describe , but it's something you can feel....
Something belong to your heart to know if it's fake or real....
His Feet are kind of rough and a tad bit sore
Been standing on God’s promises since his feet hit the floor
His Knees are worn out but he stands really tall
But Daily prayer is needed winter, summer, spring, and fall
His Chest sticks out , seeming really proud.
But I can tell that he’s humble and never has to speak loud
His Arms so strong, no signs of weakness, not even a trace
I can imagine how secure I would be, wrapped in his embrace
His Hands not so soft from laboring on his land
You can just tell he has a tight grip on to God’s unchanging hand
His Eyes are so beautiful and always towards the sky
Always doing more than expected not just enough to get by
In addition to all of the magnifying traits, he has another that electrifies your soul.
An enormous, spectacular HEART all made of Gold.
WHICH POEM TO READ?
Adore a poem that fascinates and entices me
Touching each heart string with sadness or glee
Poets that pen imaginatively and bring,
Fantasy to life, love poems now that's my thing,
Then, look for a read with breath taking scenery!
Like it when Poets of themselves describe,
To this kind of poetry I ascribe,
Look for writes, in which I see
The crazy, creative, arty side of me
Or an unexpected ending,I enjoy and prescribe.
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How can I describe -
How can I describe my love for you?
For I love you much, much, deeper,
Than the deepest, deepest, blue,
And my love for you is much stronger,
And will last much longer,
Than the granite which forms the cliff,
And although the tide may try
And pull on my heart,
My love for you will never,
Never, never, drift ...
No words describe the pain
As tears fall you know,
This is only the beginning!
True heartbreak lies ahead
Tears roll endlessly,
A grown man on his knees
Broken by despair.
That sad reality that your not good enough
A question you already answered!
Looking back I regret…
I regret that first look when your eyes met mine…
You had my heart more then you could ever know!
As rage brews inside, still I have no hate for you,
But only for myself!
Knowing I couldn’t be what you needed…
I couldn’t fill that role!
So here I sit alone
As tears roll down my check,
I have no words to describe the pain!
Beauteous creature with iridescent...
No, no
Painted lady with colors bright...
No
Stained glass wings...
Maybe
Flitting, flying from flower to...
Definitely not.
Ugly tree-destroying caterpillar...
That's more like it
Reborn a beautiful butterfly...
Dagnabit
Scares the heck out of me when it lands
on my arm, so I crush it...
On the right track
And then I feel guilty for the rest of
my life...
Got it!
Stupid, senseless insect. What good are
you anyway?
~Describe Me ~
Are you ready to describe your now?
Wandering.
Are you ready to describe what now?
Wishing.
Are you ready to describe for what?
Wisdom.
Are you ready to describe what you want?
Wealth.
Are you ready to describe from where?
Working.
Are you ready to describe who are you?
Mysterious.
Are you ready to describe what afterwards?
Migrate.
Are you ready to describe where?
Midway.
Are you ready to describe when?
Monitoring.
Are you ready to describe your waiting?
Any Moment.
Therese Bacha
5/7/2013
When pressed on skin I look tight.
Go right with any event in the summer, spring, fall, winter or night.
At my best in the morning but I tell you I'm not light.
During the day Ill be sharper than height.
When you see me you'll think I'm larger than life.
Making if far with this long tale.
Staying on my A-game counting on my skills,
to go all the way to the top!
Casually tying up a deal.
On Sunday I have a great feel.
...
My master tall or short,
stay ahead of the charts.
No human can overturn his power unless qualified for the cut.
With or without business lawyers still look up.
Wont judge you make sure you don't fall short.
...
Depending on our mood don't make us lighting up your day!
What am I Who I describe?
2-3-16
Blue
The color of the sky
When I met him
The color of the water
When he asked me to be his
The color of the snow
When he first kissed me
The color of his shirt
When we had our first fight
The color of my eyes
When I look in the broken mirror
The color in the air
When I find him
The color of his lips
When I know it's real
It's not my favorite color anymore
How to describe a man
met only through his words.
I believe he wore the cloth loosely
not allowing it to bind him
nor hide behind it.
His writings carried a passion,
a love of words honed
into a soothing balm
or a barbed rebuke.
He wrote of life
its vicissitudes
(he would have shunned that word)
its simplicity
dipped in its complexity
its beauty
shielded by his love
of its simple truths.
I knew him
only through his words
as they became flesh
etched into the fabric
of poetic memory.
He was a man
that I am glad to have met.
If only through his words.
John G. Lawless
©12/28/2022
To describe a house one lives in
is to talk of wood, blistered
by the sun, cracked into years
Resolute and aged
in the strength of its frame
firm upon the earth
in its history of being a house
Das Decrements Describe Digs ©
Grasping figurative literary straws
poetic theme yielded
farfetched aggregate
i.e., where each dwelling
listed as figurative Stormy bedmate,
this nada so eminent (Eminem fan)
lived since the year MM at:
1148 greentree lane,
724 railroad avenue, and
2 highland manor drive, which
defy obvious numerical pattern relationship,
albeit tougher than dismantling
an atomic bomb
Fermi (Enrico) to create
least common denominator
nonetheless, aye delineate
laughably limpid, loquaciously lumped,
and ludicrously as an Uber Lyft
(please lemme look foolish)
evincing desperate clamor
ring blather already
prepping myself for fallout after,
I post very tenuous
schema attempting to enumerate
loosely linkedin previous
to present physical addresses
straining credulity to formulate
formulaic relationship between
street numbered residential places,
futile endeavor mathematical
relationship to generate
readying myself (hatches
being battened down) against
first responder, who
doth dare to humiliate,
this self serving ingrate
gnome hatter hood
awkwardly entwine goofily integrate
ting (Spike Lee's
She's Gotta Have It)
"FAKE" self importance,
sans presenting schema
with literary Bo Jangles
flourishes, that (EGADS) doth jaculate
utter cheek to jowl (consonant
to vowel) outstanding
Uttar Pradesh Khanate,
nonetheless strives to
feign making Genghis
(alias Matthew Scott)
Harris heirs legitimate
if necessary calling on
Trump to mandate
and/or asking supreme
court to necessitate
putting sanctions against
quasi (moe toe)
POTUS oxymorons
so American totalitarianism
can freely operate
in tandem with
Putin to participate!
How do you describe your lovers kiss?
A kiss from someone you desire
When 2 lips come together
Does it set your senses on fire?
Is the kiss cold leaving you frigid and hurt?
Was it a dark feeling tasting like dirt?
Did the kiss taste sweet like ribbons of caramel and cocoa?
Was it a warm sticky mess like a toasted marshmallow?
Is it bitter sweet like a fine glass of wine?
Or just simple enough for one last time? Are you satisfied or is it addictive?
Maybe the kisses are so persistant and explicit
You can't help but become submissive
To your lovers kiss
What is a cow pie?
Hm.....
How to describe it?
Just take a bite.
I believe that Heaven is a place
where all our souls, long hidden from our sight
finally blossom, coming face to face
with he who is the truth, the love, the light.
No need for memory, the past no more,
eternity, the now, our new abode,
our life's journey complete, we reach the shore
the terminus for all the faithful roads.
Our loved ones we shall know although they be
in different form, by his divine grace
revealed to us, and through our hearts we see
the real them, no need for form or face.
Cocooned in something we have never known
since though alive, unaware in the womb,
real peace, real love, no fear we shall be shown
a calm sanctuary far beyond the tomb.
A new found freedom, joy, life's battle won,
a celebration, ecstacy, release,
paid for by our Creator's only son
who offers all, alive or dead, his peace.
9th September 2018
For contest 'Describe Heaven', sponsor Faraz Ajmal