Best Fraction Poems
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Faith, Values??, integrity, respect ...
These are now in recycle bin
I do not need
Advice to Grandson
you will restore these.
The cart stayed idle in stable
No more cart man there
Just exactly what I had reckoned,
I simply, need you every fraction of second..
During the day, I need you to make this world witness a romantic pair,
During the night, I crave to get lost in the scent of your long hair..
When I walk, I love to feel the warmth of your little finger,
When I talk, I need your head to rest on my shoulder..
When I feel romantic, I want to hug you from the back,
When I feel down, I need your kiss to get back on track..
In summer, my lips get thirsty for the wetness of your lip,
In winter, I love cuddling with you, I'll not skip..
Till I live, I need our four eyes to convey stories,
When I die, I wish to sleep on your lap, I will have no worries..
Just exactly what I had reckoned,
I simply, need you every fraction of second..
FOR A FRACTION OF FOREVER
Do you ever feel through forever and remember me?
A vibrant me who vowed the Vienna we would visit on vacation
And share the space of one stool set aside serendipity
When your wishes would be the only legal tender
While tenderness tamed torment
Do you recall the message our souls united once sent?
Anyone who saw us knew
Anyone who saw us saw only you
For you commanded one’s stare
With golden hair woven of wonder
And eyes that call to mind a sky you soared when you were only ten
With a sun that wished you ever back to when
When fickle snowflakes flicked themselves off a forest’s foliage
And love arrived in a slay pulled by two dreams and one reality
Everything else
In actuality
Becomes a triviality
For triumph becomes trivial when it tries to outshine the aura of an angel
Be that angel you
Be that angel true
That I might flight to take with you
And make with you a home formed from the fantasy of forever
And the beating heart of a flower plucked from the prettiest part of perpetuity
And granted its grace unto you
A lady whose eyes birthed blue
And whose gaze grows by the phase of the moon
That syncopation and a sultry song might swoon
But songs fade
Music becomes mistiness
And the band bows to the bewilderment of twilight
When, as surely as night falls
A question calls
Do you ever find me in the center of forever?
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No milk has the cow
The neighbor's calf drunken Everything
Alone he stands at the edge of his time
Turns around to survey all that has passed,
Praised the Lord upon life’s highest mountain
Cursed the devil down anxieties path.
Presses rewind a conscious video
Springs to life in rapid reverse,
At the beginning his youth
An urchin’s uncharted run,
Those days clamped to the
Innocence of boyhood fun.
A different stance when school he did leave
No teacher’s pet did he heed,
Labelled useless to wear around his neck
Then bedded in his mind never to forget.
His parents true to a labourious class
Seize the moment for payment back
Fifteen years a comfort zone
With so much expense on him blown
He’s soon to learn life is just a loan.
So, with pick and spade
That glistened with sweat,
He dug for humanity
Buried many a decent soul,
Some though he thinks to hell they would go.
Yet within these episodes
Of life and death
Leads a path forced by consequence,
To a far off land a family in tow
Another beginning another hoe.
From shop floor to management
The road long and never straight,
A journey flawed with ableism
To earn dignity and respect.
So in retirement and winter’s bite
Common sense and summer’s long gone,
Stage left has a role it’s in its prime
With lawless street so full of crime,
Where contours of opinions continue to shift
And Armageddon to rise from a nonsensical rift.
Alone he stands at the edge of his time
Turns around to survey all that has passed,
Praised the Lord upon life’s highest mountain
Cursed the devil down anxieties path.
© Harry J Horsman 2021
The girl said-
`Don't touch me
I am very soft'
I touched her
Really its very soft
On a cold winter, bright dawned the beautiful day
When God bestowed a free spirit of soaring ray
To light up lives of your dear ones with all its glory
A flustering fragrance that forever reminds your tuneful story
In rare moments of warmth, you rent out a fraction of your heart
Sweet as a chortling brook, it echoes deep into my inner part
Soothing Ice that ignites passion, potent fire that burnishes bright
As precious as life, as true as death, a fraction of your heart….
know you that you will never be mine
I know that without me you are fine
Still I loved to believe u think of me,
Perhaps for a fraction of a moment
May be hatred for me only you can recall
I don’t blame you for that
Guess that’s what I gave you all
I made you somber
But if you ever think of me in hatred or in love
For a fraction of a moment
I will cherish that
A lady like you, I never deserved
But for a fraction of a moment
You perhaps love and think of me - Ashek
Exist I wanted
So I did
Existence unfolds
Before the eye
Too fast to grasp
So much to see
Long and longer
It has been
Before is realized
Only a fraction
Of my entire self
Came to be
Hopeful the rest remains
Trust bestowed on me
Won't be betrayed
The green leaf rapidly goes to sallow
The name of the leaf is Bangladesh.
Doing it in halves
is a half-life in action
for the inaction infraction
when job's half done
is a fearful act,
delivering defeat and failure
in measure brim full.
I see the colorful flowers all around me
But no smell
I see the various girls all around me
But not mother, Wife and daughter I see
Step down from your
ego. The brain dead has-
left a lesson.
Left a lesson, the brain dead.
Will you measure the
EF before the cardiac arrest ?
Sexing an issue
of dented verbs, why
do you need a defence ?
The numbers are climbing.
You have entered-
a high risk zone,
of killing yourself.
Give me a ghost writer, I
need an art, not a duplicate.
Satish Verma
a fraction of Gods action is what the world needs
gonna send the wicked packin...bring the worthless to their knees...
action follows thought as quickly as thunder follows lightning
struck stupid with shock and stunned in awe are the fiends who keep on fighting
grabbin for gold on the backs of the bruised...going for broke with nothing to lose
stealing lost souls like subliminal criminals...with focus that's fatal they maximize the minimal
God watches and He waits
He shakes them to their deaths...He can hear their empty pleas
A fraction of Gods action is what the world needs
shadows turn into spotlights as hellions keep hiding
riots turn into revelutions...from the toe of the boot to the threat of the bullet
with holy hands on lunatic levers...righteous ones pull it
driving the damned...darkness swallows the doomed
because heaven's for faithful and hell is for fools
used like tools now they're crushed into dust...ashes to ashes the masses get mushed
like a volcanic rush...burning and bashed in fire they bleed
a fraction of Gods action is what the world needs
devils and demons keep running to refuge
now they pay for their sin by the ones they abused
recycled,reused,demolished and destroyed...
their time runs out like wind up toys
getting yanked from the ground like wicked weeds
the clock on the cross it stops and screams....
A FRACTION OF GODS ACTION IS WHAT THE WORLD NEEDS
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