Best Dispare Poems


Premium Member A Meadow's Sigh

The meadow’s breath a gift to all, the mist, the morning dew,
a silent sigh, a heartfelt call, a prayer to me and you.

Green and warm, full of life, the forest's skirt, the Maid's delight,
where rabbits dwell in lovers’ dells, a dream in morning light.

Gold and bright, full of life, the forest's skirt and Knight's delight;
life lies in grasses high, where lovers sleep and passion cries.

White and fair, full of life, the forest's skirt of pearly white;
burrowers sleep in bowers deep, hearths alight on chill nights.

The meadow's breath a gift to all, the mist, the morning dew;
a silent sigh, a heartfelt call, a prayer to me and you.

The men have made the meadow home, no rabbits now play there,
no deer appear so near the roads for cars bring them dispare.

The meadow was home to many things, butterflies, birds on wing,
yet, few can dwell where men reside, the forest's skirt swept aside.

The meadow’s breath a gift to all, the mist, the morning dew,
a silent sigh, a heartfelt call, a prayer to me and you.

Ungrateful People

Why is it when you go out of your way
To help someone brighten their day
Or solve a problem that has things in disarray
They want to play you as if to say
You owe them in some superficial way

Putting on some kind of poor me display
Overshadowing the kindness you portray
Some are not able to see the good deed
That some people give so freely
They do it because they are able to see
What a difference this would be
For them to help make your day stay in play

Some people lack the ability to foresee
People go out of their way, not for praise
Or to be a standout who wants you to obey
Not to create a cushion for some far off distant day
We do it because we care
When we see someone in dispare
Or life seems to be unfair

When someone is down on their luck
Because everything has run a muck
Feeling like lightning has struck
Then being able to help someone become unstuck
It's just good karma that is our choice to send their way
It doesn't require money
Or a promise you will make it right someday

It simply requires a sincere thank you
A genuine reply without asking why
Understanding that everyone 
Has not just left you standing
When your day became way to demanding

Knowing someone went out of their way
To keep your day underway
It's not how we repay the kindness
But rather how we display
All the goodwill that came into play
To help make it through your day

Reap the Rewards of Gods True Love

Baby, Cant we just stop and begin again
Satan has got us in a headspin
I refuse to just let him win
We are on that bumpy road of sin
Please baby, let's stop and begin 
With Gods love growing Within

For our spirit runs so deep
While we reap the reward from Gods true love
Just makes me want to try 
Looking for all the answers why
Believing he provides us with the good book
So we never have to get shook
We should not fear this hellish atmosphere
We both know God is everywhere

Satan just wants us in dispare
So let's be aware
How we can walk right through his snare
With how much we love and care
All of this stress causing us to be so reckless
I would rather think about you in your wedding dress

Why can't we see 
God only wants the best for you and me
Even if we have to stop and begin again
Letting Gods love dwell within
Learning to live without sin
Then our love and trust will weather
Any evil stunt satan tethers

Our love is here to stay
In every possible way
Chained to my heart
God playing such a significant part
In the biggest display 
To ever come our way
Knowing we have what it takes
making it possible for love to sway
I pray God blesses it every day
Keeping Satan out of play


The torture of the torcher

What is the torture of the torcher 

Destined to carry light inside, blinded by the darkness outside 

Can the two exist in a world of infinite color … Where neither is as clear as the light that shines and the darkness it consumes.  

Can one exist without the other 
Or is it in fairness that both ignite reflection through a prism of a kaleidoscope of loose bits of colored fractions between flat worlds mirroring changes of position of reflected and endless variety of thought and inspiration of hope and dispare. 

None is full in its expression 
None holds the fulness of truth 
And both appearing as a simply burning of mid night darkness that only uncovers a particle to weak to be a reflector of what lies beyond the streams of consciousness 

What is their purpose 
To what degree of infinity is there cast? 

I see the darkness in the light and the light knows that its existence in the darkness is paramount to its persistence 
For it can not shine without the darkness 

I see the darkness and its fear of the light and it knows that it will never dim its force of illumination 

I see they must exist side by side 
And that their commitment to each other is eternal

So What of the torture of the torcher but to except the burden of its witness and to live centered between the two, catching particles of color, reflector of reflector, free to be burned or extinguished ….
in the rapture of eternity in their  persistence of the subtle sparks where color is born.

Tears (To Weep)

I feel  i must ask this question do you know what it is to  really cry out, to weep? I have been 
there my friend. When tears are burning hot on your face and your body hurts with every 
sob.

When you  cant see because of the tears, streamimg from your eyes. Let me tell you this, 
there aint anything wrong with  crying, with  really sobbing. If you were told dont cry, or that 
grown men dont cry, or boys dont cry, let me say this friends you were told a lie.

There is no shame in crying, Jesus our lord and saviour wept,  He wept over Jerusalem. 
Father God weeps today, at the pain,injustice, hurt and dispare in the world. He weeps for 
the still born child,for the abused child, he weeps for the elderly, for the poverty and shame.

He weeps for those who are drink and drug dependant, he weeps  for the widow and widower 
and for the prostitute as well. He weeps for the little man who we dont know by name. He 
weeps for the the religious, so caught up in thier chains.

So if you still think it's wrong to cry, soften  your heart, my friend and refuse to listen to the 
lie. Because there is nothing wrong with a good old cry.

Through Disspare To Rejoicing

Through Dispare To Rejoicing

		By Charles Gerald Patrick Chard 2nd
		Chevra Gavri Hanita Hazaka Abir Selek 2nd 

Am I alone ? Does GOD hear the prayers I pray ?,
For I wonder in my heart if HE hears anything I say,
So many questions of things I need answers too,
Sometimes I feel so tossed inside,unsettled and blue,
I feel HE does not care about anything I speak,
I feel my prayers go no higher then the celling, when HIM I seek,
I feel, am I doing the right thing, or does HE care at all,
I wonder if I am on the right track or in for another fall,
I cry to the LORD from the depths of my soul,
Can I at least reach up to touch the bottom, from this hole,
In this my darkest hour I scream to HIM from deep within,
No place to go from HIM, no place to hide from within,
Yet all I can do is to trust HIM and turn things over to HIM once more,
I can not leave my soul in the dumps when I feel this sore,
O GOD, my GOD I cry aloud to YOU my LORD,
Reach down in my dispare with YOUR two edged sword,
For my hear remains true as I learn to seek YOUR face,
I have learned my GOD, for YOU have put me in my place,
I will rejoice in my Redeemer and learn to do YOUR will,
I will take joy in mt Deliverer as I climb YOUR Holy hill,
Give me strength, give me live, draw me close,
So I may be assured in whom I value the most,
You know all the questions of my heart, YOU are the answer,
YOU are my answer, LORD GOD Almighty, Sir,
Please grant your servant a kindness, this I will ask,
To see YOU in all YOUR fulness and in YOUR presence, what a task,
O how my heart loves YOU, O spring of Living water,
I am the clay, O Creator, YOU are the potter.


The Golden Door

With Shine and Glimmer of such Beauty
It whispers to You to come near
Giving Promises of what is to come
and what it says is Perfectly clear

a place of no pain or hunger
where you are truly free
everywhere there is light
no gravity and you take flight

what you may ask is beyond that door
it is the next phase in life
and fear it not for it shall be
because it is the next step of our soul

where do we go from here
you only know when you get there 
you might sleep a billion years
or you might only be gone in a twinkling

Death is beyond that door
it is not a ending at all
but a page turned and we all go there
embrace this, do not dispare it

some say there is a heaven
so I might say this is hell
what awaits us is written in stone
but in the end we are not alone

Lost Sheep Dialogue

" Lord I woke this moring with the words lost sheep on my mind "

" OH! what do you think it meant? "

" well I pictured  myself as a sheep in the meadow where the grass is dry, patchy and bare "

" Oh! what happened then? "

 " well Lord i turned round and all the other sheep were no longer there "

" where did you think they could have  gone? "

" I thought they might of been thirsty and maybe went to find a brook

so I thought I would go and take a look "

" thats good what did you find? "

" I found a stream but the other  sheep were on the other side

but I could not get across as the stream was far too wide "

" OH! what did you do then ? "

" I began to wonder what to do

then I heard a voice come out of the blue. "

" What did the voice say ? "

" the voice  said do not fear don't dispare

I will help you  cross  over there

then a kind man appeared out of nowhere "

" what did the kind man do ? "

" He gently carried me across to where the pastures are Green

and the other sheep asked me where I had been "

" Thats great! what was your reply? "

" I told them that I was in the meadow

LOST and all alone

then the kind mans voice said

" my lost sheep welcome home "

" Great you have got it "

" Sorry Lord I am lost now"

" Yes dear you were once lost but now you are found "

" You no longer have to wander in the meadow all alone

for I am the good shepherd that always brings my lost sheep back home. "

No matter how bad our life has been the Lord always brings us lost sheep back to where the 
pastures are green, never will he leave you never will he forsake you. to anyone who is lost 
Just ask the Lord to show the way home he will come and fetch you. Amen. to anyone who 
feels Lost God will find you and bring you home.
Diane Christian

Don'T Grieve For Me

Don't grieve for me when I am gone
Don't stand in awe, thinking that I've fallen down
The truth is I was never here in your perfect world
I never did fit in  your robust life
Your lives were full of the things you desired
You never really knew me or how I was inspired
Don't grieve, don't stand in awe
You say you were there, ready to share
but you never knew that I had fears
or that at night to go to sleep
I had to shed some tears
You say you loved me
But you didn't even know me
Don't grieve for me when I am gone
Don't stand in awe, thinking that I've fallen down
Why is it that you never knew of my gifts,
my goodness, of my sorrows, of my pains
Were you looking, did you see
Now the time has come and gone
My presence here was only a loan
My time may be short, it may not be
It will be my delight my loved ones  to see
Since they left me I have been so lonely
Nobody else had such love for  me
Did you know; did you care
Or did you for my mistakes, only stare
Don't grieve for me when I am gone
Don't stand in awe, thinking that I've fallen down
For me the fall is an uphill journey
Don't weep for me when you would not wash my feet
When you maintained joy as I greived in defeat
During the seasons of my life
when you passed me on the street
to you I was only a stranger begging for a treat
I am taking the road already traveled
The road of my Father, see.. I shall not be unraveled
Don't grieve for me when I am gone
Don't stand in awe, thinking that I've fallen down
The stranger, that you did not know
the begger that only desired a treat
would have washed your feet
This stranger  could have been 
the one sent to show that we must all
care enough to share another out of dispare

A Kiss From Heaven

A kiss from heaven
A magical time
A true love is rare
But decidedly divine
My picture of love
Was carefully designed
Two parents and a home
That I could call mine
Shakespere and romance
Filled in some gaps
Passion and desires
Completed the map
But can we play 
With the cards we're delt
With time an enemy
And the beauty of someone else
How can I win love
With what I have
And the ideal of me loving
Makes people laugh
All the ledgends and stories
That I would use
To make myself something
Besides abused
Hope springs eternal
When it comes to love
As fools we dare to trust it
But it's love that we're made of
Love plays its game
Of hide and seek
And of all emotions
It's the most unique
Why we desire
This awesome power
When by it we are
Weakened by the hour
Upon inspection and
Deep reflection
Without it flesh
Is incomplete
The laws of attraction
Mixed with fashion
Or divide the strong
From the weak
Is love law or law love
While contenders ferociously 
compete
Long and lonely
This part of lifes journey
That so often leads
To dispare
It's not just physical but it's also
Finding someone who cares
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Did we find that sacred trust
Or are our memories
Filled with lust
And like our bodies to decay
And rust
Was our destination 
Heaven or bust


Johnny Loving

Weather the Storm

My heart it hurts for you
On this eve of great sorrow
I know no amount of words
Can wash the pain away from you

The clouds are rolling grey
Sometimes you've got to weather the storm outside
In life there are up  and downs
Just make the best of all these times

Dearly departed we are here today
Keep your head up fight through the pain
Ahses to ashes  for you my friend 
Gone for now we will see you again

In sending love and prayers
Friends and family will always be there 
For sure don't blame yourself
You did all you could To try and help

So it seems that life's not fair 
Your heart is weeping from dispare
This pain will eventually fade 
While the memory will always remain

Dearly departed we are here today
Keep your head up fight through the pain
Ahses to ashes  for you my friend 
Gone for now we will see you again


Ashes to ashes we all fall down
Ashes to ashes we all fall down

Dearly departed we are here today
Keep your head up fight through the pain
Ahses to ashes  for you my friend 
Gone for now we will see you again

Premium Member Speak Up

A pen is like a voice
It speaks to the heart
Unlike other voices 
It has an immortal part
It can last as long
as the paper where it has writen
It could be proclaimed
Or by lovers secretly hidden
Pen and paper make a wonderful team
Saving imaginations recording dreams
A pen can define a station in life
The leader of a nation or a devoted wife
From places of dispare a pen was wittness
When patriots declared their independence
And Magna Carta dared to defend us
Inspirational writing there to cleanes us
This pen we have mightier than the sword
The voice of reason, message from the Lord
A way to reach the rest of the world
Or just one person just one girl

The Egg Eaters Hallow

HE WEARS A COAT OF ASH
ALWAYS TALKING 
TALKING FAST 
LIKE A SNAKE THROUGH THE GRASS
HE SLITHERS AND CRAWLS 
HE SLITEHRS AND CRAWLS
BUROWS THROUGH THE WALLS
WHATS YOUR NAME  
LETS PLAY A GAME 
I’M INSIDE I’M INSIDE
TRY TO HIDE
I WILL SEEK 
GO AND CRY 
GO AND SHRIEK 
I’M INSIDE 
TRY TO HIDE 
NO SECRETS YOU CAN KEEP 
WHERE DO I FIND THE ONE THAT SLEEPS
HE WANDERS THROUGH THE SHELL 
TO FIND IT AND TAKE IT 
TO SOME FAR OFF HELL 
HIS TONGUE IS QUICK 
HIS MIND FULL OF WIT
HIS CLAWS ARE MEAN 
HIS CLAWS ARE MEAN 
AND HIS MIND IS KEEN 
SEARCHING FOR WEAKNESS 
SEARHING FOR SECRETS 
HOW MANY OF YOU ARE THERE 
HOW MANY OF YOU COMPARE 
WHATS YOUR NAME 
IT’S A SHAME 
IT’S A SHAME 
I WILL BREAK YOU 
I WILL TAKE YOU 
FINDING FLAWS
OLD WOUNDS RAW 
DIGGING DEEP 
DIGGING DEEP 
HE FINDS IT IN THE KEEP  
HELLO LITTLE ONE 
HAVING FUN 
I HAVE NO NAME 
I PLAY NO GAMES 
ALL I HAVE ARE FANGS
AND YOU ARE HERE 
TO HATCH DISPARE 
I’V COME TO MAKE YOU DISAPEAR 
SEE YOUR WALLS 
SEE YOUR WALLS 
THEY’RE CLOSING IN 
THEY’RE CLOSING IN  
WE WILL BE COMPRESSED 
FORMING MESH 
MERGING INTO ONE 
LIKE ALL THE OTHERS 
YOU ARE DONE 
NEVER SPAWNED 
TO FIGHT THE DAWN 
I VE COME TO MERGE WITH  YOUR SOUL 
TAKE CONTROL 
YOU WILL BE 
JUST ANOTHER TWISTED PART OF ME 
ALL YOUR NEGATIVITY 
WILL SUBMERESE
WILL DISPERSE
JUST ANOTHER TWISTED PART OF ME
ALL YOU EGGS 
KEEP ME FED
KEEP ME GROWING 
SECRETS SHOWING 
KILLING DEMONS 
BEFORE THEY’RE BRED 
KILLING DEMONS 
TO KEEP ME FED 
A FORMLESS SOUL 
MADE OF MESH 
A FORMLESS SOUL 
MADE OF UNBORN FLESH 
WINING THE WAR 
ONE EGG AT A TIME 
ONE EGG AT A TIME
© Nate D.  Create an image from this poem.

Make a Difference

When you see someone suffering and in pain
Don't dismiss what you can change
Just a "hey" or "are  you ok?"Can 
truly change their day
The chaos in this world today
makes it hard for us to find
Our  own way
Folks are living in grief and lost
In life
Stricken with dispare and strife 
One thing we can do as people
With a heart
We can make a small difference
From the start
Pay it forward in a way that you
Can
Be it woman, child or man
Say a prayer as you lay to
Rest
GOD could be putting us to
The test
Tammy Arrowood ??1/31/2017
© Tammy Cox  Create an image from this poem.

Dreams Interpretation Medium

We each must seek to walk our very own walk
Although most getting stuck inside its box
Through the door of hate well learned,
Another tear drop subsides;

For each table has been turned

The interpretation of a dream,
She was living on a wing and a prayer
Other matters of the heart may have caused dispare
Through shadows in her head;

A cause of panic feelings of dread,
The interpretation of a dream;
Out of mere madness sprung its inner silence
As in caged barbaric schemes...

Through a base of triumph shadows felt its gear toward silence,

The interpretation of a dream

Fought back its silence from within.

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