Best Ensnares Poems
With wings of golden starlight your spirits flare
Each woman burst forth a steadfast astral pyre
Your valiant souls are / defying / confining
the tethered snare
Like distant suns that are piercing the boundless mire
With hearts unyielding you are shatter iron grates
Your unshackled wings where shadows once confined
And in your touch,
love's caresses, gentle graces
A serenade of voices, together
softly intertwined.
Through time's grand halls your histories reside
Your footprints pressing...
on ever-shifting sands
With every single verse
a truth you cannot hide
For you mend the world with...
steady guiding hands
O gracious women, blessed with beauty /
fierce and bold.
In every realm
your being we cherish
and behold.
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“No matter how tired you are, no matter how physically exhausting this work may be, it's beautiful to bring a smile into someone's life, to care for someone in need. What greater joy can there be?” Mother Teresa
"I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will." - Charlotte Brontë
Be it known as convenience food, junk food or munchies;
whether spicy, melt-in-your-mouth soft, or crunchy,
food, inglorious food, seduces with ease
and ensnares with the emptiest of calories.
Disguised as a comfort food comes macaroni
with creamy Alfredo and kin, Fettucini,
To not be outdone, spaghetti entices
with large fattening meatballs and sauce rich in spices.
“Deep fried” knows our weakness for fat, which gives pleasure
and saturates fast foods, it seems, in great measure:
KFC (finger-licking), batter-fried fishes
and chicken fried steaks -high cholesterol dishes.
Even fruits will attack with enjoyment unhealthy
as tarts, pies or pastries. That apple is stealthy!
Veggies can also be treacherous things
in guise of corn fritters and gold onion rings.
Too much of a good thing is pizza (so cunning,
so meaty, so cheesy), which no one is shunning.
The taco, burrito, and big burger too
in great numbers descend on us. What can we do?
Those delectable luscious desserts that we eat
have only to sit there; we cannot retreat!
Candies and chocolate, our decadent sin,
sweetly defeat us. We simply give in.
Ice cream, a smooth foe, knows when we are blue.
On a cone or a spoon, it drips, waiting for you.
As a milkshake, a frosty, a sundae or float,
or between split bananas, it sure floats MY boat!
Buttered popcorn is one salty foe, and we love it!
The hot dog implores in our mouths that we shove it.
Baked bread, so alluring, entraps with its scent,
which wafts through the air as if heaven sent!
The standards of junk food -America’s pride -
crisp bacon and nachos, chips and foods fried,
invade our malls’ food courts and lurk high and low.
Their smells overwhelm us wherever we go!
We might try but we can’t make our junk food desist.
for only the health nuts can dare to resist.
In the war with inglorious food I adore,
I say, Bring it on! Here’s my plate; I want more.
For the The Synathroesmic Cat Contest Poetry contest of Suzanne Delaney
*So now you can all know why I try to get to the gym a lot. hahaha
Zanthoxylum shrubs with clustered yellow flowers,
Yolks of eggs and yellow jackets make her want to scream.
Xanthophobia ensnares her. It is sickening
Wakening to an aureate dawn’s bright rays.
Vehemently she shakes!
Ubiquitous are sunny days; she much prefers the clouds.
They keep her safe from light and her anxiety at bay.
Secluded in her rose pink room, she stays inside,
Rarely venturing outside except at eventide.
Quick is she to greet fast-falling snow.
Pedestrians abandon streets. Then she likes to go
Out to see the colored world buried in tranquility,
Nauseated she becomes just seeing people eat
Macaroni’s yellowish cheese, all things buttery,
Lemon cakes, bananas, mustard. It is a feat
Keeping herself calm. Sometimes she panics.
Jaundiced skin can do her in.
In many cases, she turns to Xanex.
Hideous to her is this disease,
Growing, never slowing. Even therapy
Fails to help. Whatever can she do?
Emotionally frazzled, living with unease when
Dandelions, daisies or ducks come into view.
Corn, baby chicks, and girls that she has seen
Bleached a brilliant bombshell blonde so bold!
All of it - florescent dreams - are nightmares laced in gold.
For the First Ever ZYX Contest sponsored by John Lawless
Written: March 31st, 2025, for contest, Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
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After basking in yesterday's afterglow,
I divested my vestments
to shift in cognitive mindset.
I stroll toward the horizon.
where the azure sky
embraces the vast sea blue.
Waves dance.
With silvered clouds,
Creating an orchestra
The wind and light are present.
Sallow shadows scintillate.
In Moonlight Melodies...
As dusk settles,
casting a shimmering awe that echoes of
The splendor of the galaxies abounds.
In every breath,
A promise resonates,
to the dawn
that dwells within me.
Gliding on golden wings
a sovereign among the kings
As light swirls beneath the Milky Way,
The cosmos shines brilliantly.
In a pearly gown.
Angels slide,
Unleashing their power
to restore their lost throne.
With flickering wings,
Wield the sword of stone
their footsteps inscribe
a path of golden light,
As they conquer the onyx depths
of an obsidian night.
Loving blasts their souls.
angel wings shake in sadness,
where grief and despair are hefty,
seeking an aerial citrine nirvana
I recall it sharply,
as if it were yesterday,
Tears mar the silky pillows.
as honeysuckle
It oozes from eager lips. —
There is a longing for satisfaction.
Lipstick etches its mark.
He left an imprint on his bare skin.
Even now, those intertwined chains
of Memory ensnares me.,
As well-oiled fingers traverse
the curves of the sensuous body,
ordinary yet glowing in the sunlight,
filled with a relentless passion.
Nervous tension shattered,
striking, akin to a diamond on ebony velvet.
As her body warmed and became silky,
Her lips melted and tasted delicious.
They expressed love ardently.
and hugged fervently.
swept up in passion and longing,
wishing the moment might last forever,
cocooned in each other's arms,
and felt blissfully pleased,
Polishing words into gems,
dusted garnet, with sunset slips
In citrine clouds cast
There was a ray of magenta skies.
I wish for unending delight.
and utter bliss in the afterglow.
The most courageous act is still to think for yourself.
I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will power & self determination.
I am a crazy traveller.
I walk on the wind.
I am a friend for my all friends.
I meet everyone with a smile as Charity.
There are countless aims or target in my empty pockets .
There are big dreams in my small eyes.
Decorate my paths with self respect,dignity & pride. Open your arms
I am coming O Life, I am just coming.
Come,Be friend with me.
I have listened to my heart & soul.
I shall always listen to my heart & soul.
I have lived like crazy.
I shall always live like crazy.
I do not care for any kind of my victory or defeat.
I am in love with those people who donot hate & hurt true love feelings of real lover.
I Donot like to hate & hurt people.
Raise the skies
Raise them even higher
Let me open my wings
Let me enjoy the flight.
I am full of determination
Just Test me.
I am self determined pious maiden muslim girl
The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.
By Miss Aliza Kashmala Kiran.
Dreams On The High Seas
I dare reach my dreams on the high seas
Calm sea sweet is the night air
High tide with the heightening of the full moon
Wearing its payne’s gray watercolor skies
Laced with glimmering constellation stars
On this vast universe that lie before me like a land of dreams
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I dare reach my dreams on the high seas
With sails that ensnares sea sweet night air
As I stand on the bow with cold shivers running up my spine staring at the horizon
Waves crashing against the slowly drifting ship
I hear the sounds and catch a glimpse of a spout of water
From a knobby head of the humpback whale
Breaching the surface to breathe and sing its songs
~
I dare reach my dreams on the high seas
To command my own ship, the Black Pearl and ride the Seven Seas
From sun rising at dawn until the twilight of the seductive night
As the sea beckons me on to a life journey
With cannons blasts splintering ships apart and my cutlass swinging
While I hunt for my fortune of sparkling gold and rainbow diamonds in the sand
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I dare reach my dreams on the high seas
9/20/2015
YES !
Written in my palms
Within the plasma tempest of my cellular flow
Courses in the pulmonary oxygen
The direction linear fate
Souls writing indicates
Always through pass of time
Reverberates
My breathing in
Links my hands
Physical over mental
Pours consistent
Suffused empire shudders
Tangible still earthquakes
On a single point
Of longing
Yearning
It filters me
Through the hours
Designs my wishes
Sleeping naked
In a diaphragms rising
Lake of want
Each morning in helpless moans
At this state
The continent
The ocean
Of my empty arms
Emptying this need in me
Fills me more
Than any love
I have ever
Known
Re-born
I hanker in swelling desire
Even lust exhales
Its animal fire
And swims in the sails
Expressive
Storm wracked and howling
As I sit motionless
In this envelope
Of aching final
Suspended
In what it means
To be
To me
Completely
Powered by an undeniable
The force surge
Inscribes
Etches
Ensnares
And capitulates
To recognition
Without resistance
Builds a formulation of my destiny
Written in my palms
Within the plasma tempest
Of my cellular flow
The thunderclap
Resounds from above
YES !
I am in love
( And I weep
And I laugh
Each morning in helpless moans
At this state
The continent
The ocean
Of my empty arms )
Dear God, my love for you flickers in wavering shadows,
Caught between the whispers of evening prayers
And the intoxicating allure of liquor’s path.
I am well aware that this habit I cling to displeases you,
Yet I beseech you, dear God, how can I find repose?
How can I surrender to sleep’s embrace?
Your kindness, a radiant beacon in the vast expanse,
Leaves me in awe.
But within your world, cruelty dominates.
From the break of dawn till the descent of dusk,
I confront the unyielding face of Your world’s reality.
A realm steeped in injustice and hostility,
Where love and compassion are futilely sought,
Their traces lost amidst the clamor.
In the sheltering hours of twilight,
I yearn to release the burdens that plague me,
To erase the echoes of nonsense, pain, and regret
That haunt my being.
And so, I turn to the amber elixir,
With its seductive allure,
Hoping to numb the jagged edges,
Seeking refuge and respite
In its transient embrace.
But God, please understand,
I do not fit into the vast tapestry of your grand design.
This world, this test of existence, eludes me,
Leaving me adrift in its absurdity.
Chaos and suffering entwine,
Weaving a complex web that ensnares those within its grasp.
And yet, despite this darkness that enshrouds,
My love for you remains steadfast,
Clutched tightly in my trembling hands.
I extend my apology, baring my heart’s vulnerable core,
Yearning for you, God, to witness and share
In the weight of my burdens,
The profound depths of my pain.
In your infinite understanding,
May I find peace and love,
My spirit reaching towards
The solace of your compassionate embrace.
Dear God, let your smile grace my wearied countenance,
Illuminating the path as I traverse the trials of this desolate place.
In the twilight’s whispered prayer,
Within the sweet surrender to liquor’s embrace,
I seek but a fragment of peace,
A fleeting glimpse of your boundless grace.
Though I stumble and fall amidst this relentless test,
Let it be known that my love for you
Will forever find its resting place.
For I am naught but a human,
Flawed and fragile,
Yet in my unwavering devotion,
Let my spirit prevail,
Resolute in its pursuit
Of your eternal presence.
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Oh, what is this thing called love?
It's a concept I don't understand.
Delight that occurs at first sight?
Or can it be carefully planned?
Is it something that lasts for all time,
or will it run into the sand?
Would Priapus profit from praise,
or should he be promptly trepanned?
Is love as elusive as luck,
or can it be had on demand?
A candle that burns all alone,
or a flame to be furiously fanned?
Is love like a light in the soul,
that will last and endure and withstand?
Is it not just a chemical shot,
just a spurt or a squirt from a gland?
Does this love thing ennoble us all,
or should it be totally banned?
A danger to all it ensnares,
or something incurably bland?
A bonus and boon for mankind,
that ought to be loose in the land,
or a danger deserving restraint,
to be chained and detained on remand?
Oh, what's this enigma named love?
Allurement? Procurement? Command?
Will it harm me, or charm me, I ask:
should I fake it, or take it in hand?
Power devours
Baits with stealth
Ensnares prey
Love you are powerful
your power is so strong
every one bows to you
every lover seek you
every human need you
in their life to be happy
Just a touch of your hand
can heal a wounded soul
your gentle voice soothes
the ache and pain of a shattered life
sometimes your flame can burn and bruise
but your tenderness is a balm that cures and mends the broken
No one can escape from your embrace
you keep stirring and raging
till your demands are followed
you melt and soften the hardest heart
and warmed it again after feeling cold for so long
You treat everyone alike whatever their stature in life
be they king or slave, master or servant, rich or poor
they feel the same emotions under your shadow
your beguiling ways and beauty ensnares
the timid, the bold, the proud and faint hearted
You bewitch and put them under your spell
and make them follow you wherever you lead
you are fair and just and knows no differences
you cross social boundaries of color and religion
and merge them together under your wings
Love you are a gift of life
that spring from the beginning of time and creation
you are divine and eternal and forever
ever blooming like a rose in all seasons
in the garden of life that dwells in the heart
You bring joy and beauty to life
by giving meaning and purpose to existence
everything fades away but not you
you are ever present to give hope
your light shines and burns eternally
You are a beacon that beckons
every wanderer who are lost in this journey
and every seeker who tries to pursue you
your path leads to all the the riches of life
that only the heart knows and understands
Whoever have you in his life
has found the real treasure
that material things can never replace
you are the essence of life the core of every being
love how can one live without you?
The balance will never go down
Account holders shall only frown
Visa and Master
Card decks fill with laughter
While consumers toil as the clown
Author's note: The rates they charge and the time it takes to pay off revolving credit ensnares the naive and the desperate. It is part of a plan.
Are there no shame or convictions…
As many people struggle
with deep addictions.
The “pit of hell’s wrath” comes in various kinds.
As it “traps” and “ensnares”
many confused minds.
Many have lost any sense
of a Godly morality…
As their lives are consumed
with addictions and vanity.
What profits a many if gains
all of the “pleasures” within?
If he daily struggles with a “habitual sin.”
Jesus made a way! He made a clear choice!
We need to obey his word. And listen to his voice!
If your life is going downhill…
And things are getting “dimmer…”
With Christ on board..
You’re sure to be a winner!
Christ has already defeated Satan,
and the “grip” he has on you!
He alone can bring a healing…
And really touch you!
Won’t you come to Jesus now,
with no hesitation?
He extends to you his love
and a heavenly invitation!
An everlasting joy and love has been supplied!
This was completed the day
our lord was crucified!
The blood and tears he shed…
Was meant for you and for me!
That we may know Christ!
And receive the VICTORY!
By Jim Pemberton
So I’ve heard that some kids are bullying each other
Over not having really expensive shoes or clothing cover
Wow.
When did we get so shallow?
If you have to mentally scar someone
Shouldn’t it be over something that actually matters?
Religious and political hate crimes
Seem almost justified
By comparison.
9_9
Branding?
Well.
I’m not a cow.
I don’t need any singular mark to own me.
I think I’ve made up at least three
Or more different designs that could be.
Because art is fun.
I support “freeze branding” over burn branding, by the way.
It’s nicer to the bovines.
Buying generic is much smarter and cheaper.
Don’t get burned by brands. Heehee
I can talk about brand names here, like the cow-cruel Burger King,
Precisely because I’m not published in a book.
That would require legal wrangling.
Red tape that ensnares like a cowboy a rodeo calf
This is just my online space to talk.
Like a blog.
But with rhythm.
Now, I do hope to get a book made anyway,
(Know anyone who might be interested?)
(I also want to do some accompanying illustrations.)
But that’ll probably only be the poems that give such specific names no mention.
"I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human
being with an independent will.” - Charlotte Bronte
I live in a country where I am free
free to be me, to say what I want to
to think without any hinderance, restraint
I am not controlled or ever limited
freedom of religion, of speech, of thoughts
of education, the ability to vote and complain
this is freedom
I love being free, never confined
knowing nothing of bondage or slavery
the power of choice is mine to take
I have opportunities and liberty in life
my country has human and legal rights
I know nothing of war in my country
no bombs will wake my sleep at night
this is freedom
I wish every country in the world
knew the freedom that I exist in
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March 19, 2022
Poetry/Verse/This is Freedom
Copyright Protected, ID 03-1440-932-19
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, Freedom
sponsor, Robert James Liguori, Judged 03/21/2022
Fifth Place