Best Disproving Poems
My radar goes up when you don’t come home
You’ve left me sitting here all alone
I want to cry but the tears don’t come
The wheels in my mind are turning
I shout down the doubt that I have in my head
I should be asleep but I sit here instead
Waiting for word that you’re doing okay
I’m not onto you but I’m learning
I’m holding my breath as I sit here tonight
Stress has become a big part of my life
How do I know that you’re doin’ alright
And the choices you've made are discerning?
Disproving a relapse will be up to you
And like it or not there’s a lot left to do
Whatever the cost I’m counting on you
And hoping you’ll soon be returning.
Categories:
disproving, addiction, judgement, recovery from,
Form:
Rhyme
Crisp winter red rose; moistened by snowflake;
The frosted grass on a winter morning;
A moonlit sky with sweet stars adorning;
And Autumn trees, held alive by the rake.
Two sweet, old lovers, sat on a park bench;
Sat hand in hand for sixty-something years;
Loving still, through heartbreak; turmoil and tears;
The sorrow never weakening that clench.
The words on a page, winding and weaving;
Attacking our minds and breaking our hearts;
Molesting our senses like sharpened darts;
And disproving "seeing is believing".
Though none of these are aware of their bliss;
Nor have knowledge why they are beautiful;
Just like you they make me feel dutiful;
To hold and to love; to kiss and to miss.
Categories:
disproving, absence, addiction, allegory, allusion,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
As our civilisation reaches new heights
We can be proud of our achievements
As we enter a new golden age
Survivors of the second penicillium war
We harnessed our knowledge
And struck out
To all corners of our world
Only to find none
But confirmed our world was flat
Encircled by a glass wall
A dish
Disproving the world sphere theory
Despite the "globe worlder's" stubborn claims
Is the sky bound by glass?
Under the constant light
Or is it open to the firmament?
Can we fly to the heavens?
Can we leave our world?
Are there other dishes out there?
Is there alien life on these alien worlds?
Or are we alone in the universe?
We are the chosen
The dominant bacterial species
Over the viruses, amoebas and prions
Set apart and raised above
Did we evolve from simpler forms?
As our scholars say
Or is there an all powerful designer?
Who loves us all
Were we made in his image?
Are we part of his plan?
Or is our culture just an experiment
Performed by an race of beings
Incomprehensible to us
Indifferent to us
But no-one really believes that
Entry to "poetry in an animal's view" contest
Written 29th January 2017
Categories:
disproving, creation, fun, funny, humor,
Form:
Free verse
Drink a brief death she did
As it drained her youthful soul
Disproving nature’s course and rid
Her breath, she was no more
Lying eyes upon the face
Of her doom ridden love
She chose her fate and gave chase
Beyond her silken glove
In desperate love and desperate times
Her tears caused a stir
Her father called for wedding chimes
And worsened the state of her
At last came her dire fate as we did foresee
She took a vial from her monk and said
Romeo, Romeo, Romeo I drink to thee
Categories:
disproving, allusion, death, devotion, drink,
Form:
Sonnet
Smokey eyed sun
Standing out like the only one
Smokey eyed sun
Been all alone up in the sky
Was all alone when disproving a lie
Still lit and always warm
Always their to catch the harm
Smokey eyed sun
Stood its ground when the clouds moved in
Brightly lit for all its friends
Always Separate from the moon
Trying to sing yet still out out tune
Smokey eyed sun
Standing out like the only one
Dries the ground when raindrop fall
Always there when the moon gives call
Spreading sunshine in its place
Running from its dark disgrace
Smokey eyed sun
Standing out like the only one
Memorizuing words to rhyme
Aways shinning since the dawn of time
Coward tNo it never was
Backing down from a cause
Categories:
disproving, confidence, extended metaphor, visionary,
Form:
Lyric
God I wish I believed in you.
I can't think, my brain is numb.
A mortal, zombie, robot;
just trying to find another way to cum.
Aces slide on tables
and dice hit walls and fall.
Somewhere is my future
but today I think I'll stall.
There's misery in my brain,
which doubles as my soul.
There's happiness there too
but it doesn't seem to show.
I can't wait another day
to see what that day will bring.
I'm so impatient to die
but I'll miss everything.
When I leave, it's for good,
it's never coming back,
it's shoulders slung with guns
and ammunition down my back,
it's cries against and down to hell
a swirling mess of hate and pity,
but all of you will follow soon
you just won't even know what hit you.
I have so much time left.
Oh god I really do.
I want it all for everyone
but I'll take my share of it too.
Fair enough is fairly against
anyone not borne blue
it's sad what this world is,
but everyone already knew.
Paper cuts and birthday cakes
ornamental laminates.
Rain on Sunday rain in May
but why always on my parade?
I miss what I've left behind
but I gotta keep it moving,
nothing ever catches up
I might find disproving.
Categories:
disproving, angst, girlfriend-boyfriend, love, sad,
Form:
Rhyme
Youth of Darkness
Excelling at life after hanging
between heaven and hell…
Disproving the world of
thoughts of innocence and
naivety…
Hidden in her fabricated shell of
silence…
The Darkness of Youth hides
her true demeanor…known not
by the world what she can be…
Sacrifice willing to be made for
others…potential willing to be
wasted…to save the innocents…
Foreign battlefields readily
risked…to put her skills to the
test…
Troubled companions...train for
the dangers of her future…by
helping each other instead of
themselves…
She knows not what can be
accomplished…if only she was
revealed to the one most
deserving to know of all…her…
Her mind works above the
capacity of her peers…but stays
excusive to those
Categories:
disproving, teenworld,
Form:
Be kind to others
As you would have even your ecopolitical enemies
and win/lose ZeroSum competitors
be kind,
feel kinship,
speak kindly,
listen cooperatively,
take turns co-investing in win/win solidarity
with ecological empowering
enlightening interdependent Us.
Be not unkind to
or against Others
As you would not have even your Lose/Lose
non-ecological monoculturing,
out of control,
beyond healthy curiosity,
runaway wealthy StraightWhiteMale privileged,
RightWing negative Patriarchal Capitalists
become un-ecologically unkinned
against you
With the nearly unforgiveable audacity
to camouflage
patriotic nationalism
with anthrosupremacist rights of Earth ownership
to remain stubbornly win/lose
against healthy matriotic ecological views
of cooperative co-empathic integrity
As also Green CoPassionate wants and needs
roots and seeds
for polypathic communication
Refining win/win messages
healthy choices
wealthy voices
that regenerative democratic energy
is not necessarily not PatriarchalCapitalism degenerative
RightWing Yanged-out meanness energy
does not yet equal Yintegral Green LeftWing
exponentially spiraling synergy
As monotheistic Yang
equals not not ecological Yintegrity
exponentially squared
As EarthSpace that kindly matters
is also not not resilient Time
ecologically ex-potentially squared
in-formationally cubed
and kindly spiraling health dynamic
co-relational fractal wealth
Is not quite the same
as either proving
or disproving
that controlling PatriarchalCapitalism
reversed through principles
of both polyculturing and communal
healthy root systemic wealth
begets necessarily ecological kind co-relationships
Not bipolarizing out of control
not judging
disapproving
criminalizing
punishing
taking win/lose revenge
blaming with leftbrain verbal dominance,
overpowering by shaming right mindbody
neuro-sensory
co-passionate prime non-zero kind attachment
Zone of internal
polyentheistic nondenial of divisive secularizing turmoil
inviting WholeEarth Tribal co-investments
re-memeing
cooperative Green Indigenous EarthWomanist
kind memories of PolyCultural Communalists
Who really just don't have time
for all that nonsacred
monotheistic PatriarchalCapitalist sin
and mean ignorance.
Categories:
disproving, caregiving, environment, games, health,
Form:
Political Verse
Rejuvenation
She was too in love,
Until reality hit her,
She was too involved,
Until the love shattered her.
She could say a million words,
But they all were senseless,
She could sing a heartbreak song,
But that would have been soulless.
The love
intoxicated her ,
Tormented her,
murdered her
shedding tears and
pain inside she hid.
Sending signs
of chaos from within,
the line between love
and her was so thin.
all these years she was stuck in the trap of her first false love.
She was like a storm,
fiery and destructive,
She was fighting her own battle,
Out the shell of fake love
she found her first love,
True love in the mirror reflection,
Embracing the pieces of her soul,
She learnt to love herself.
As she removed the blindfold from her eyes,
Like dark sees the light,
In the journey of disproving by the true love,
She finds her first love, She finally becomes her one
TRUE LOVE.
Categories:
disproving, anxiety, encouraging, life, mental
Form:
Free verse
If I Ruled The World
Proving souls mettle life elapsed that being in disaccord,
Let us confirm the presence of each other multi-colored,
Give a righteous opportunity for all to justly share,
Equitably, separate terms on a wing and a prayer,
Reinvent a world from disarray also disillusion,
Let all be convinced in a better future, hearts infusion,
Enjoying fashioned comfort together and security,
Truly, rooves o'er heads, bellies well-nourished, lifetime surety,
Laborers lifestyle concludes with an automated new world,
Encountering goodness, nature, others, set in a dreamworld,
Disproving spoils of Earth and that genuine malevolence,
Relieved ills, ensure benevolence, I hope its prevalence.
2020 August 25
*10th Place*
If I Ruled The World
~~Chantelle Anne Cooke
Categories:
disproving, fantasy,
Form:
Couplet
We’d just buried poor old Peter and we’re back now at his wake,
and of course it’s sad to see him gone but it’s great we can partake,
in giving comfort to his widow now that the hardest part is done -
funerals are really small reunions - for kin and friends less one.
These are the times to catch up with the mates from long gone days,
and it must be nearly thirty years since Bert and I had chased the crays.
The mists of time have swallowed up Dick and my working situation,
but now the three of us are once again indulging in a conversation.
We laughed about the characters who once graced us on the clock,
and we brought up Union matters that gave the management a shock.
So with a few quite beers now in us we’re neglecting the deceased,
until we were joined by what I’d call the roving friendly Priest.
And tête-à-tête that we’d indulged moved back to poor old Pete,
with questions laced with afterlife when God turns up the heat,
especially after what we’d heard in eulogy that filled the kirk,
about the splendid life Pete lived before descending to the murk.
The Priest had listened quite intent, then with I s’pose a sombre tone,
he put a question to us three about, the day St. Peter’s on the phone,
“When you’re lying in your casket with family mourners gathered ‘round.
What would you like to hear them say before I place you underground?”
Dick rubbed his chin a mite, responding then with his desire,
“I would like to hear them say that, because I stoked the boilers fire,
the factory had the driest steam in any plant for miles about -
Yeah, I’d really like to hear them say, I’m the greatest boiler man no doubt”.
All ears then turned toward me, intent on hearing what I’ll say.
So I took my time to bumble over what I’ve done in me day …
“I would like to hear my family say Dad, it was as smooth as silk,
and we really miss your lunch box filled with that A-grade powdered milk!”
Albert laughed but looked embarrassed, thinking it’s a shot at him,
for every day his Gladstone bag was filled up to the brim,
but then he frowned and gave a nod and moved away from his disproving,
“I guess I’d like to hear them say - ‘Gee whiz!’ Albert’s flamin’ moving!”
Categories:
disproving, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
A terrible tragedy occurs,
We do not move to handle it,
Yet we wallow in our own self pity,
And allow ourselves to enter the maze
The labyrinth has a centre that stuns and confuses
Why enter the furthest distance from the exit
Rejuvenated in Summer and cowering away in winter,
Yet it is summer elsewhere
We do not have mercy for ourselves,
The indistinguishable difference between humanity and pity
Emulating a casing disproving of truly digging deeper
Angry and hating what we might find
You see a pyramid, made by Gods, worshiped by ancestors
Casual to us until we hear of locks
Blacksmiths forge the key
And produce it available to the common rat
Plaguing the details of an event unbeknownst to us
Tangentially spewing albeit still connected to the central circle
Whatever point you leave you come from the same
How can you describe the catch
22 answers are not enough to explain the downtrodden expression of a lonely man
Without a dog perhaps dead, the sadness drives him to rage
Which unearths and unholy truth
Everyone has a beast and all it takes is a little nudge
Categories:
disproving, confusion, dark, depression, endurance,
Form:
friday morning
off to work in your best clothes
home 3 hours late from work
can't get out of the city...
but you were there and back in three hours
went shopping
picked up furniture
must have been busy traffic
you get annoyed when i bring up these insecurities
but the past has taught me
if i need to ask if there is something going on
there probably is
a little bit of truth to every lie
no fun with guilt feelings
two lovers fighting over their own love
love you came into have
kept at arms reach
with all the worst case scenarios playing out in my head
you not disproving very many of them
love is that sense of security two people bring to eachother
the proving one another can be trusted
never seen you dolled up for me before
but have fun at work
Categories:
disproving, lost lovefun,
Form:
Free verse
I am not so certain that
Blind Faith even exists;
both believers and non
believers alike, seeming
to have an innate sense
of God. If not so, then
why the Atheist spend
so much time disproving?
Less the unseen not proof
enough in itself...and the
vision far more stubborn
than the intellect.
Categories:
disproving, christian, faith, god, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
The Christians
and the Gnostics
can either sect be right
Would God omniscient
have created
such violence and blight
To kill and maim
rape and burn
for scripture misconstrued
Defies the spirit
and the mind
— disproving Him anew
(Villanova University: February, 2024)
Categories:
disproving, religion,
Form:
Rhyme