Best Elaborately Poems
Poetic dreamer, elaborately creative
The beloved disciple had your given name
There must have been two before you
Two who passed their loving heart and ways to you
Gave you their name for all to know of whom you belong
For my friend John Loving III
Categories:
elaborately, friendship
Form:
Narrative
I had a doll that could close its eyes, “Don’t show it to others.” was a friend’s advice.
Covering notebooks was an important mission; it had to be done before submission.
Extremely delightful and lovely days, never knew that would only be a phase.
Let’s go back in nineteen eighty four, when no tears, only smiles we wore.
Vacations were absolute sensation; leaving station was a real temptation.
Endless world of immature fashion, 'kumkum bindi' was just an addition.
Wearing 'saree' was my passion, who cared for momma’s permission.
No one was allowed break rules, When, we played ‘Schools-schools’.
My favorite game was one leg race, for my pace had some grace.
Pinning a Tricolor was a pride, 'Vande Mataram' we loudly cried.
Playing Cricket was real fun, though companion I had only one.
All of us governed a star or two, aliens! We called them ‘Dru’.
Hopscotch was no big deal; it always gave us an active feel.
'Roohafza' was the coolest drink; I could finish it in a blink.
Fleeing after ringing a bell, then hiding into a nearby shell.
How I wish to make way back then, when I was ten.
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*A bindi, meaning "point, drop or dot " is a red dot worn on the center of the forehead, commonly by Hindu women.
@Saree is a garment consisting of a length of cotton or silk elaborately draped around the body, traditionally worn by women from South Asia.
#Tricolor: The National Flag of India is a horizontal rectangular tricolour of deep saffron, white andIndia green; with the Ashoka Chakra, a 24-spoke wheel, in navy blue at its centre.
**Vande Mataram is the national song of India.
##Rooh Afza is a non-alcoholic concentrated squash. It is still the most popular drink in India.
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Date: 27/01/2016
For the contest: Way Back Then When I Was Ten
Sponsored by: Kelly Deschler
Categories:
elaborately, childhood,
Form:
Rhyme
If my nostrils were bigger
My inhales would last forever
Then,
I can breath.
Firstly. Profoundly. deeply
Fill my atom with Suns
A glittering flowing breath
fly elaborately to Cairo
Sit on a nightly spot
Warming the center of the world
close the book
let dust manifest
Why do we insist on coming back
If we hate it here so much
Why do we come to life
The skin enveloping you
Is no match for the windy state
Skin up my child
Reach out and fortify
When they tried to kill 'your people'
They killed all peoples
Death have no skin
Skin is mortal
Categories:
elaborately, birth, body, death, identity,
Form:
Free verse
If an apple a day
keeps the doctor away
What about a therapy
Before an injury that preys
The scientists with their minds
Should research down the mines
To find those love lines
To find the fine molecules in the spine
Of love and its strong signs and wines
And if i had a lab coat and a laboratory
I would smear every love cell in a petri dish elaborately
One by one separating each territory
Of love and rebuild its glory
Just to stimulate immunity against love's morbidity
Categories:
elaborately, love, nonsense,
Form:
Rhyme
I'm really quite confused
About this thing we love
I'm talking about our poetry
That's sent from God above
Sometimes we write simple words
For all can understand
While others write elaborately
With their dictionary close at hand
Well I've never been a genius
And some words I've never seen
These words just drive me crazy
You know the ones I mean
Some are written to entertain
And some to make you cry
Others tell of forgotten dreams
That's somehow passed us by
Why do we use those Great Big words
To get our meaning across
They're just falling by the wayside
And the meaning we had is lost
A poem can be magical
Even fill a hollow soul
So try to keep it simple
With the words that we all know
Categories:
elaborately, on writing and wordswords,
Form:
Rhyme
A celestial dance
elegantly takes chase
in a brilliant display
a cosmic embrace.
Illuminating time
in a labyrinth of space.
Swirling, spinning,
intricately showcased.
Cryptic wisdom
of beauty and grace.
Elaborately balanced
and preciously placed.
Precise and majestic
it's creator divine.
Infinite, lovely
by his grand design.
Categories:
elaborately, beauty, blessing, dance, destiny,
Form:
Free verse
I desperately want to fall apart
Yet something keeps me going
And the role of a martyring heart
Is not something I wanted knowing.
To me you opened up infinity of topics,
The bowl of pleasure you filled up.
I didn't want to but turned out to be myopic
And fail to explain what's in my cup.
Pure sensations of both a soar and a loss,
I fell into this long and dear dream.
The settlement is due when I wake up, my boss
Is yet again my heart, that's what I mean.
Self identity, anxiety, fairy tales,
Regret, creativity, content, euphoria of being,
You are undoubtedly the best of males!
Self worth and peace within for the time being.
Accepting me for what I am is priceless
Yet why without you it's oh so hard?
I know the power of my mind is limitless
Yet oftentimes I feel as if a retard.
I want to walk the street of life
With loving self, content and passion.
So why the dark? The damp? And knife
Of pain is choking me? My skin is ashen.
The pain abates and then intensifies again,
It'd be so nice to cry. No tears. Thievery.
Now tell me how do I go on? "Do not depend!"
It'd be too easy. But there comes another reverie...
Your face, your hands, your voice and skin,
They glow in my imagination.
We can't be a couple. We're too akin.
My brain and soul got inflammation.
I put back on full suit of armor.
I stand, I faint, try to fight the nausea
Perhaps it does not at all exist, this harbor...
Sweet pain. And I am left with my insomnia.
My dear torturer, if you are toxic,
I would for sure intoxicate myself again.
I'm oh so craving your sweet toxin.
It blurs and stirs my body up with pain.
This crazy lassitude I crave and cannot bear,
It's agonizing and therefore a bliss.
Evolution's problems land on my shoulders with despair
I search for answers - yet another miss.
I smear my life again with painful failures,
I ache but strive inside for burning ingle.
My needs and pain are elaborately tailored.
Yes I am absolutely mad for emotional tingle.
Categories:
elaborately, lost love, love, love
Form:
Lyric
Primordial begs a question. Precursor answers,
prior request. Clarity necessitates perspective
anchored. Pre-Genesis /\ Chapter 1: Verse 1 of
it being OUR EARTH-- / \ Verse 3 is the FIRST
LIGHT as our Daystar/ \as ALL LIGHTS trails
allies like------------ ------------Flora and
Fungi, plus \ /Fauna. Then
all four seasons.\ / Winter, Summer,
Spring, and Fall./ \To four elements
known matter, / / \ \ Earth, and air
water, and / / \ \ fire. Lastly,
humanity. / / \ \Man is Adam
And the / / \ \ Woman is
Eve. Says/ / \ \ clarity
cites / / perspective \ \ in a
lengthy / / expounded detailed \ \ point
of view./ / ALL LIGHTS, closing this \ \SHAPE
POEM \/FORM. Second LIGHTS that \/ came
post ALL LIGHTS—describes the Daystar that’ll
highlight in several varying details elaborately
formatted. Being that its duly noted as wisdom
dictate, values bring a wealth of common home
knowledge that everyone soon knows the truth.
of THE BOOK of GENESIS. Mom confessed to me
into its TRUE LIGHT as THE WORD OF GOD BE A
LIGHT AT OUR FEET--A BEACON UPON THE HILL.
Earth was made for humanity, we’re ALL LIGHTS
created as a sharing amongst ALL other LIGHTS
as it was written—now elaborated. Daystar are
LIGHTS that precedes ALL LIGHTS, plurally. The
WHYS & WHEREFORES like GENESIS, was written
and elaborated as well. GOD IS THAT LIGHT and
POINTS NOT TO GOD, AND DAYSTARS LIGHTS, US,
AND ALL LIGHTS. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THAT LIGHT IS
ON RESERVE AS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ALL SAINTS--
KNOW “HOLY ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ TRINITY”:
GOD THE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FATHER,
GOD ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~THE
SON, AND GOD VWVWVWVWVW THE HOLY SPIRIT.
PONTIFICATE: "Take to the floor and raise the roof -- Matthew 5:16"
Why? GENESIS Wherefore! REVELATIONS
"The Holy Trinity, THAT LIGHT, on a universal eternal role as THE CREATOR, cometh EARTH'S dawning as predecessors were processing, and an unsuspicious dark universe were ripe for there dawning by THAT LIGHT."
IN THE NAME OF GOD THE FATHER, GOD THE SON, AND GOD THE HOLY SPIRIT, AMEN.
Categories:
elaborately, death, destiny, mother son,
Form:
Concrete
I Shot My Teacher
Right in the back against the blackboard,
Ambling late into the class with my bag,
With a sullen outlook and a plan to nip the hag,
I settled in the back row looking upward,
With no emotion or whatever.
Even though, I didn’t mean to,
But, she made me a show
I didn’t regret what I did, you know.
Thundering, she cursed the day I was born,
Her tirade on why I came to learn in turn,
Elaborately lambasting milieu I found myself
And offing, blindly she effrontery disclaim
The dears parents that gave me life.
Although, these inflame not hatred toward her,
But, brought out in front of the gallery
And showed the affectionate letter
I scribbled to Valerie,
She broadcast while Val. Sobbed,
And all of their faces looked in jeer
While a recluse, I vision.
On this overdone for long and wide;
The loaded pistol of my pop would wrapped the vendetta
I revealed it out of the den
Wall-drope, where it always hide,
And put it in bookless Backpack,
The following day was school day,
On that gray day
I put it right through her back.
Asking the Attorney after
Couldn’t you keep me from the prison?
Categories:
elaborately, schoolme, day, me,
Form:
Rhyme
Leonardo's influences realism.
Paintings within the grandest
architecture demands the most
perfect delicate realism.
Their essence swathed in luxurious
fabrics,rich in warm wood,woven in
the finest tapestries gleams
of the shiniest metals + jewels.
Sitters command respect with their
permanent presence.
All paintings are elaborately framed
exuding an air of reverence.
Categories:
elaborately, art, history, on work
Form:
Free verse
This is a journey of the mind
That travels through infinity
For all the thoughts left behind
Are needed for the last extremity
Time is like a winding tunnel
A vibrant flexuous underpass
That is elaborately exceptional
For the mind that’ll grasp it
Your inner soul is a passenger
Looking for its purpose
The literate mind surrenders
And knowledge becomes a must
Where is my destination
How far can time reach
There is no specific direction
For only time can teach
This is a continuous journey
With no beginning or end
You seem to travel indefinitely
And never reach the door that is opened
This is the travel of the mind
Though it appears to be far away
And ahead of you at all times
You find yourself understanding each day
This is a tremendous perplexity
For which we try to escape
By hiding parts of our reality
We never find a break
Those who sit and concentrate
Their mind is traveling far
There is a feeling you just can’t wait
To find out where you are
As I write of the mind
I know there’s no completion
This is a test that I find
To be of diversification
Florence McMillian (Flo)
Categories:
elaborately, introspectiontime, travel,
Form:
Narrative
Ruffians badger and bother the rest of the world, without care.
I see them coming with their mean attitude and try not to stare.
I wonder who has hurt them so badly, that they want to hurt others.
Did they have a horrible childhood?
Can we blame it all on their mothers?
They don't always dress the part, sometimes they wear business suits.
Sit in their offices eating elaborately rich foods that causes their toots.
Pick on their employees and they are nasty as heck to their brothers.
Did they have a horrible childhood?
Can we blame it all on their mothers?
Ruffians bully themselves into the best seats on a bus and a plane.
They are braggadocio and boastful, and to others, a huge pain.
I would rather not sit anywhere near one, if I had my druthers.
Did they have a horrible childhood?
Can we blame it all on their mothers?
Ruffians wear suits that make them look like sweet little old ladies.
They sit in the subway car and they yell out to the Mrs. O’Gradies.
Are loud and obnoxious; Could they be fixed with a few smothers?
Did they have a horrible childhood?
Can we blame it all on their mothers?
Categories:
elaborately, anti bullying, bullying,
Form:
Free verse
Dappled dawn slowly raised its shade
As brindled pit-bull puppies played
Patiently the fisherman hooks the mottled rose-dotted trout
Peppiness in his laughter rings out
Lazily the varicolored finch's wings raise him up
Elaborately bedazzled is a spring buttercup
Day to night nature is dappled from higher-up
Written: February 07, 2023
Sponsor: Constance
Contest: Writing Challenge D Word
Categories:
elaborately, bird, daffodils, nature,
Form:
Acrostic
Does
Make America Great Again
Also mean
Make America Straight Again?
How about
Make America White Again?
Maybe
Make America
AntiFeminist Again?
Another possibility,
Make America
Christian Evangelical Supremacist
Again?
And,
more elaborately,
Make America
Business As Usual
Patriarchal/Capitalist
Autonomously Empowered
and Exclusively Enlightened
MonoCulturally MonoTheistic Again?
GREATness
is soooooooo much more
morally
and ethically ambiguous
than public HEALTH
and global climate SAFEty.
I would feel so relieved
if my RedRight friends
and family
would patriotically fly
and pleasantly post
Make America Healthy Again
banners,
hats,
bumper stickers,
condoms,
masks,
And MAHA foreign
and domestic
green-woke policy statements
with health wealth optimizing
cooperative intentions.
Categories:
elaborately, america, anti bullying, appreciation,
Form:
Political Verse
Find out a clear solution
By thinking elaborately
A solution is there definitely
Impossibility is an illusion
If you simply lazily relax
Negative will be the result
Living will be very difficult
All problems seem to tax
Life must be lived very well
Gathering enough confidence
Hoping pays rich dividends
Fearing is equivalent to hell
Surely a solution ever lies
Somehow we must detect
Our mirth, this will protect
So we must be extra-wise
Hard-work that we undertake
Invariably will solve at last
As hard-work is the true cost
Paying that success we make.
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Categories:
elaborately, inspirational,
Form:
Quatrain