Best Full Size Poems
May you fall, so you may rise
May your horizons surpass your skies
May your future fill your eyes
May you make mistakes that make you wise
May your laughs outnumber your cries
May you wear your beauty, undisguised
May you stumble, so you may sympathize
May love take you by surprise
May you catch the light of fireflies
May your dreams flower to full size
May you hear your song - and harmonize.
10/10/18
Categories:
full size, child, dedication, girl, hope,
Form:
Monorhyme
Whenever there are cold cruel cries
Times of India appears in full-size
For help of common to criticize
All unjust, biased and unfair ties.
All articles or poems to visualize
Are supplied freely by the Wise.
We feel after reading it energize
Quench of knowledge here pacifies.
All sort of news or ads or pies
Are available in format revise.
I tell all my children to idolize
TOI as it never does pressurize
One to form opinion and actualize
Things and never does stupefies.
Gives articles to easily memorize
Or modern development supplies
On different arenas edgewise.
Has decency if wronged to apologize
And never we found it terrifies;
For Improvement TOI is a device
Never taught us to compromise.
Let mater be national or localize
Gets place in it to immortalize.
Hoping better future TOI allies
And for our metal exercise.
Categories:
full size, encouraging,
Form:
Monorhyme
The Heavenly Lovers
I saw two heavenly Lovers,
Meeting like man and Woman,
High in the sky.
They were standing,
Like two heavenly dwellers,
Trying to understand each other.
The wind was fast and cool,
The Sun rays were touching their hairs;
They met for few moments,
As if, they knew that no one can Stay in this world too much.
I was watching them intensely,
With A Camera in my hand.
I took their Photos,
To tell the world that I have seen,
The Lovers, who came from the other world.
The beauty of their silent love gazing,
Will continue to live in my mind,
Like the song of the immortal Love,
But they vanished with the breeze
While floating on wind,
Before anyone could have noticed.
Only I was left standing there,
With a small camera in my hand.
I was trying to trace the foot prints of those Lovers
Who had vanished in the sky with the wind.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 12th Dec. 2010
NOTE:
This Poem is based on a true incident which I have
Captured in my Camera on 11th Dec. 2010 when I was
In Lucknow, about 100km from Kanpur.
The Picture I took of these Heavenly Lovers I have placed
As MY PHOTOS MY POEMS on my face book.
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IMPORTANT NOTE: IN MY NEXT BLOG I WILL EXPLAIN HOW ANY OF YOU CAN WRITE A TEXT ON A PHOTO TO MAKE IT A PHOTO POEM.
Categories:
full size, natureworld,
Form:
Free verse
I set off on an ambitious journey;
Several years gone I embarked on a travel
To a beautiful destination miles away,
And I did not know the paths very well.
I thought it would take a year or two
To reach that much-desired end,
But it’s a whole seven years now
And I’m still trekking, friend.
I knew other littler destinations
That mortals of softer tissues chose,
But those I counted not manly enough,
For their easy reach, and being boring close.
And while they finished their journeys
And sat to receive cheap medals from men their kind,
I still did the tricky roundabouts and travelled on
Till sometimes the path became too blurred to find.
I might be wrong and I might be right
To hazard such a full-size risk upon my little life,
But these journeys have their stern immutable code
Once you set off, you must finish despite the strife.
I could be lost and I could be right on track,
But now it’s too late to worry or cry.
The path I took has no places to turn
And one must trudge ahead until they die.
And unlike other commoner voyages
Where one may other wayfarers find,
Here one walks alone and alone
Without turning to look behind.
There are no water spots beside the road
To sate the traveler’s long-borne thirst.
Nor are there any snack joints near
To quell the pangs of the journeyer cursed.
One moves and moves without rest
Until they either reach the prescribed end,
Or die at some fiddly portion of the road,
Such as a sharp corner or an unexpected bend.
The chances of failure are all-time high
And those of triumph near-nil bro,
No congrats for simple feats
The kind that softer men applaud with awe.
With all my woes faithful friends will wonder
What in history shall become of me.
I desire no laurels for nerve or raw bravery
Nor some posthumous honorary degree.
A simple epitaph befitting a demented traveler
Will suffice for a restless man like me:
“He Took the Road That Many Dreaded”.
And on my head plant an evergreen tree.
A nonentity I lived:
Ignoring all the risks that others could see;
A nonentity I’m prepared to die:
My only mourners an epitaph and a tree.
Categories:
full size, loss,
Form:
Verse
Commenced
as a tiny
egg glued to foliage.
Maturing bondage in a shell
awaits
Larva.
Eating, growing,
full size caterpillar
outgrows its present confines.
Splitting
Again.
Reattaching
itself with liquid from
its spinneret . Creating a
button.
hanging
little pupa
dieting, motionless,
metamorphosing completely
anew
Cracking,
exposing head
and thorax first. Followed
by legs and golden wings of a
Monarch.
Categories:
full size, animals, nature
Form:
Cinquain
Real Estate Jargon Explained
By Elton Camp
When a house is for sale there’s good reason why
Trouble can come to anyone who advertises a lie
If the sellers certain expressions carefully choose
It will become easy the careless buyer to confuse
“This house is simply loaded with charm.”
Means we hope old and ugly won’t alarm
If you see it’s a “Pet friendly neighborhood,”
Dog manure in your yard should be understood
The praising note, “Easy access to the freeway”
Means thousands will pass your house each day
Beware the notation of “Low maintenance lot.”
Since neither front nor back yards have you got
“Historic house maintained in its original state”
It is a run-down old relic that you soon will hate
“It’s a doll house that you are going to adore.”
The house’s tiny rooms you’ll come to deplore
“The dwelling is located on a fine corner lot”
Then traffic both front and sides you have got
If the place is described as “Ready to move in,”
Then painted with the cheapest grade it has been
“A desirable neighborhood” means that its location
Has made it overpriced due to a snobbish reputation
If of “In-city living” the seller proudly does tell
Not safe to walk after dark it should say as well
If it is a “Handy-man special,” then better look out
The old place is ready to collapse without any doubt
If the advertisement should say, “Lots storage space,”
The basement is nothing but a dark, moldy disgrace
If the selling point is of “Seasonal water view,”
It means water was visible before the trees grew
If the seller says that “All your lot is usable land,”
You can know that not a single tree still does stand
If “Close to shopping” the advertisement does call
It means your backyard is adjacent to the big mall
When the imperative is that you must “See inside,”
It has a horrid exterior that is impossible to hide
If it is happily described as “Cozy, it should be read
That no room is big enough to contain a full-size bed
This is how “Make an offer” you actually should take:
It’s been long on the market so don’t make a mistake
The inviting phrase is “Watch wildlife from your patio”
You can expect to get ticks and fleas if outside you go
So if your house purchase in a year you will praise,
Watch carefully for the real meaning of each phrase
Categories:
full size, funnyhouse, old, water, house,
Form:
Rhyme
From "The Defiant Haiku"
Behold! The butterfly is now
At full size and ready to fly!
A thief like him holds her still!
Categories:
full size, forgiveness,
Form:
Haiku
You thought you were being so clever Bobby
Sneaking my Halloween stash while I was asleep
But I heard you quietly rattling my candies
Being so entranced, you did not see me peep
After last years stealing, I devised a clever plan
For sure the final time of my treats, you will be a fan
If you would have asked, I would have given you some
Now your in a pickle, and feeling really dumb
Bro, I injected laxatives in that full size chocolate bar
That I am sure you hungeredly and enjoyably ate
Do not worry I will inform all of your buddies
Of your absence from school or uncomfortable late
~ Oct 29, 2019
For contest ~ Image I was your brother
Categories:
full size, brother, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
I love Kim and Kim loves me
We’re as friendly as can be,
Were it not for this one thing
I’d endorse the kid as King.
But maturity eludes him
Hence our future’s looking grim.
He needs stop his clear obsession
Thwarting any credible progression,
Playing rocket man’s not smart,
While I’m busy doing my part.
I hope his folly’s just a phase of youth
Explaining actions so uncouth.
But if he simply doesn’t get it
Proving he’s just another misfit,
My full wrath will be unleashed
Then he’ll truly see the Beast
Rain and thunder on his head
And not of water but of lead.
Time will tell but I’m still hopeful
That his end will not be doleful,
After all I want that prize
Mr. Noble in full size.
I’ll wipe Obama’s smirk right off,
Rubbing his face into my troth!
So come on Kim give it a go
For us both the world to show
That our friendship’s good and strong
And my instincts weren’t so wrong.
After all what fun’s a rocket
When it so damages your pocket.
Categories:
full size, conflict, friend, humor, parody,
Form:
Rhyme
"Twas the night before Christmas" and I thought I was dead,
my feet felt like two big clumps of lead.
There was pounding in my head,
all I could see was red.
What a week this had been,
maybe I need a big glass of gin.
The house had to be really clean,
everywhere I hung red and green.
I started cooking my famous pies,
maybe they will win a huge prize.
No mash potatoes just lots of fries,
with a turkey that is full-size.
Tomorrow is Christmas day,
guess Santa will be here with his sleigh.
The kids will want to play,
to my warm bed I will run away.
Categories:
full size, drink, food, fun, kid,
Form:
Rhyme
angels sweeping out flakes
lackadaisically
successive shift:
fast and furious
angels on break
storehouse still
to be emptied
funniest sight?
a full-size snowman
drops from the clouds
foreman’s mad
he smiles though
at the cheeriest
curveball snow
angel’s never angry more
than a millisecond
heaven’s work a joy
yesterday, today and forever
Nov 2022
Categories:
full size, angel, snow,
Form:
Free verse
whittlin' away
- an essay
I went to buy a pocketknife
recently for a preteen I know,
a small boy with wide dreams
and spaces to live in that match
The usual hardware haunt was
quite limited in its selection,
so I went online to find the perfect
treasure for an eight-year-old
There was a wide array of
overpriced stilettos and bayonets
but nothing of simple sturdiness
for boys with a woodsman's mindset
So I went to the long-established
area gun and tackle shop in search of
a small locking blade that a boy
could rub and oil and admire
The sales clerk showed me several
walls of hundreds of knives
that in all probability included
a full-size replica of a Jim Bowie
broad knife with blood channel
I naively asked if they had any
not quite so - lethal
He replied no, all they carried
anymore where "tactical" knives
I wondered what sort of tactics
a eight-year-old who might still
think little girls were "icky"
would be in need of contemplating
When I was a boy, all boys
carried pocketknives as a point
of practicality, whittlin' away our
childhood, by shavings and curlings
The thought of hand-to-hand tactics
regarded only to arm wrestling
and sneaking past authorities
meant parents and teachers - to play
Tactically bypassing metal detection
and doing terminal bodily harm
to anyone was completely unknown
to our innocence and, too, to society
"Tactical" pocketknives for boys (or anyone)
is a present-day mindset of our own
fear- and bravado-driven selves
that we would sleep better without
Nine and eleven are odd numbers
that do not add up to an even world
Even though we profess better selves,
our current example falls short
Little boys know not, and should care not,
for such murderous dreams.
I, too, care not for this.
It may be true, someday, if we, as people, will it
© Goode Guy 2012-10-13
Categories:
full size, growing up, history, inspirational,
Form:
Narrative
Much smaller than her Mom's full size
she once took Mom's bra as a prize.
When placed on her tips
it fell to her hips
then dipped to sad land on her thighs.
Categories:
full size, body, clothes, funny, giggle,
Form:
Limerick
You can shake them and they bounce
Heavy or light, pounds or ounce
Men will always stop and stare
Sometimes even women glare
At these fascinating features
On heavenly lovely creatures
Being held up by a holder
That will go around your shoulder
Or they can be out and free
Causing much insanity
Itty bitty or full size
They'll always be a surprise
Different shapes on everyone
Always causing lots of fun
If your young they're high and firm
But getting older they will turn
To softness and start to sag
On the ground where they will drag
So get as much enjoyment that
You can before they get a flat
Shake those maracas while they are
Still pointy just like a star
Categories:
full size, fun, men, woman,
Form:
Rhyme
Rejoice the end of deathly days
when winter's witch worked wicked ways.
Free from dark times we sing our praise.
Now sap flows after its long fast.
Snowdrops flare white in bright contrast.
Buds nourished, now they swell and burst.
From blackest loam to spectrum glow.
Bold blue, rich purple, bright yellow
and subtle shades of pastel show.
Aloft, we hear the 'caw-caw' cry
as fledglings flap and flare and try.
Some instinct keeps them in the sky.
Pond nymphs nourished and near full size,
awaiting warmth from summer skies.
Then shed their shell, make damselflies.
Rejoice the start of golden days.
Nature completes her complex ways.
For her magic we sing our praise.
Categories:
full size, sky, spring, sun,
Form:
Rhyme