Best Funs Poems
Family, Freedom, Fun and Friend
Four words need till the end
Support, love, help and caring
A families heart is good for sharing
Everything needed to survive
So we can grow and always thrive
Funs important every day
Letting loose and crazy play
To release all the stress from
Hard work needed to get done
Freedom is a privilege
Soldiers fight so we can live
Securely and with peace of mind
I salute them for their time
Friends are gifts from up above
Sent to us to hold and love
In times of joy, laughter and sadness
A shelter to hide from the madness
This world sometimes throws our way
Friendship keeps it all at bay
Some F words should not be used
They are curses and abuse
But if these are always here
There's nothing we need to fear
Categories:
funs, freedom, friendship, hope, humanity,
Form:
Rhyme
Santa’s helpers, take a break
From the toys they like to make
And just for love and pure funs sake
They dance the Santa Shuffle
Rudolph with his nose so bright
Likes to dance all through the night
A reindeer dancing’s a funny sight
While doing the Santa Shuffle.
Frosty Snowman comes to stay
With the elves he loves to play
And just before he melts away
He does the Santa Shuffle
Mrs Claus is in the pink
Gives her husband a cheeky wink
Perhaps she’s had too much to drink
She’s doing the Santa Shuffle
Santa, resting by the fire
Thinking that he may retire
Suddenly has the strange desire
To do the Santa Shuffle
So why don’t we all take this chance?
To do this festive yearly dance
Mistletoe, wine, who knows, romance
Let's do the Santa Shuffle
©Gary Wayne Hill, 2019
Categories:
funs, christmas, dance, fun,
Form:
Lyric
Era provides too many funs
I cannot hold all of them
World trails too heavy griefs
I cannot get over them
Relationship tends too sticky matters
I cannot keep freedom from them
Only loneliness strongly allows me
place of peace and silence to see
Fengleishanren.
Categories:
funs, desire, freedom, heart, life,
Form:
Rhyme
I'm a manly man babe.
Come drink some holy Gatorade.
Humps on my camel remind me of all the funs.
I've had in the sun with your hambergur buns.
Buns buns buns and manly manly men.
Is it just a b00ty call,
when you ask me to go to the mall?
Don't steal those rubbers,
you don't need them in the bathroom.
Shrek is love and
Shrek is life.
If you don't appreciate me for who I am,
go drink coffee.
Let me tie you to the bed,
and dance on your head.
Love me,
because I am the ode to Manliness.
Categories:
funs, i love you, romance,
Form:
ABC
10.
the apparent golden pot that i thought
to be the underneath of a kadam-tree
in the dim light i can notice that
the stars in the sky are disappearing
this session of poetry
is coming to an end
now where would i
go
to that little home
the home
a tiny word of 4 letters
within that home
the children are giggling
playing … and making funs
when i entered
with a tri-cycle in hand
for them
i have been perplexed
many old persons are waiting there
to shake hands with me
11.
almost most of my desires
are very much hurt
to show it publicly
i wrap bandages
around all over my body
i keep on the stage-drama
in our programme of reading poetry
tea is served twice
current has gone off for three times
for four times the mobiles ring
to pick up love
some people think about returning back
from today’s dais to the ancient stage
of performing folk-drama
then they are also sympathetic
to my sufferings
12.
everyday
on my way to return home from the school
when my mom took hold of my hands
i could see in my body
the dancing of an unforgettable
aura
even now that mystical halo is walking
on the leaves of the trees
to fulfil my mornings
that wayfaring along the road
is ringing far and far-off
thus taking bath in every day’s
dust smoke hue and cry
many such love
gradually gets aged
is it true
in the long run
i too
would be the ingredient
of a fairy-tale
just because i love
that paddy field
some time later
she will also become
human
13.
then she will make all of us
join her walking
those inmost feeling
those memories meditations
the loneliness and solitude…
sans the touch of the imagination of
a crater…
a creator…
this blunder…
this socially outcast white …
this type of uneven…
and irrelevance…
sume words
when peep in the mind
i surprise to see that
it’s ten to 2 at night
then in the balcony
my father is crying
he always notices some grave-yard men
in front of him
and sheds tears
Categories:
funs, romancehome, home, love, poetry,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Building hope with funs release
Two boy's playing soldier toy's
battle's raging hard and fast
crying monster's trees and clay
growing older come what may
summer day's collecting fun
racing laughing playing run
quickly over hills today
fighting walking friendly games
life move's on
thru summer fun
children rising free
life becomes
summer fun
growing
Categories:
funs, adventure, blessing, children,
Form:
Diminished Hexaverse
only a direction,
learnt, everywhere,
from different ones.
full education and training,
a bundle of references,
for tasty funs.
but lost a way,
where progress competes,
a successive runs.
arguments, a burning matter,
sharing or non sharing material,
Trust or dis-trust guns.
for settlements,
prosperity and peace,
Otherwise life exists for nones.
Categories:
funs, imaginationeducation,
Form:
Prose Poetry
You need a visit to the bush
to see an elephant
You need a visit to the bush
to see a bufallo
Who will go to the wild
to see the fun of these animals
'Abidoye Adeosun' has been there
to see these animals playing
'Akintan Oluwasegun' has also been there
to see there funs, now both are part of them
You two are great warriors
of the world above
REST IN PEACE my two lovely friends
Dine not in a earthworm soup
Dine not in a millipede stew
Whatever they eat in the world above
Dine gracefully with them
Death
though...
Categories:
funs, death, fear, funeral, nostalgia,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Flowers bloom to spread love.
On sight,
Some may sprinkle love
on your face.
Some may hang
from your hair knot
to make me follow you
like a bee.
Some may flee –
with the whirl wind
to an unknown island –
to find a new home.
Some may just
rest beside you
to say,” I’ll always
be there for you.”
Some may say,
“I am complete,
birds or bees
I don’t need.”
Some may say,
“I love you a lot.
Hello! my dear,
forget me not.”
Let me be
the flower for offerings’-
soul being torn
into zillions –
to cover your feet,
My Lord!
Words too surge to serve.
Some may pamper
to make you happy,
some offer joys
to feel you clappy
Some may fly
to the fearless sky,
some roam in ether
and never gonna die .
Some may drop
on your lips,
those have honey
on their tips.
Words are many
even unspoken,
some may be heavy
to make your heart broken.
Let my words
be filled with funs,
let those live
in your slogan.
Words divine shall bloom
from your inner core- even
a fly may feel high.
26/05/15
Categories:
funs, flower, love,
Form:
Free verse
Or there is any where for thee to hide
within this our friendly galy tide
or thus our country can endure a sly
of air or unidentified folly
oh! here is now weary of thy a style
to strike, state and define only a tale
and dividing mountains and rivers shores
thee how may long to complain its funs
evil is a hot charcoal in the dark
now tell us how could such be a dreamed rank
oh! thee pedagogue of all summer ice
we still have no alternative chance
than to reap thy a rocketed blocks
were it built and lied yesterday days
were all monsters and dragons confederated
to give thee a meaning or love or a bond
we have never and ever accept
to live by such rules, oh! corrupt?
nor nature shows that a shadow
nor still culture would once draw
a semblance to such corruption
even nightmares are so holly to mean
oh! goblin of syndrome bewitching earth
unkind itching, a fool's happy path
we will never remain dwarfed
nor whose country or continent shall fiend
nor which government is only fourty
or fifty two only seeming funny
or when we are asked we remain shaken
whose then shall be the burden?.
Categories:
funs, africa,
Form:
Ode
My bank account is sorely tried
Seems I have overspent on funs,
I must learn to swallow my pride
My bank account is sorely tried!
I’ve found it hard to put aside
Now I am getting lots of duns,
My bank account is sorely tried
Seems I have overspent on funs.
SECOND PLACE WINNER
Written August 19, 2022
submitted to "Triolet - Old or New" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Joseph May
[syllables checked with How Many syllables
rhymes checked with Rhyme Zone]
Categories:
funs, fun, money, word play,
Form:
Triolet
with you all shall be well
it's no sooner than today
what matter s where you dwell?
wether in the cave or bay
God's presence abounds everywhere
His blessings and joy shall meet you anywhere
give your song a sweet voice
when you have no reason to sing
make joy your only choice
and your heart shall leap with a wing
if your way be darken
and your path filled with thorns
just gaze right into heaven
your help shall come with funs
no fiery tale for me to tell
when the world looks like a hell
listen as this voice rings like a bell
that through Jesus's love,all shall be well
Categories:
funs, hope, life, song-uplifting, joy,
Form:
Lyric
Durned ol' Blue
He must have the flu
Cause I got on him
And he withdrew.
When I came to
I just found his shoe
And it looked to me
Like he'd grew wings and flew.
I looked for him here
And looked for him there.
T'weren't under the rug
Nor under the chair.
I looked high and low
And I looked to and fro
Then something hit my nose
And landed on my toe.
I stooped to see, then something hit me
That felt some what like a bee
I knew at once that it was he
I could tell by the sound of his whinney.
I turned around to hold my ground
And what I found held me spell bound.
Yep, t'was durned ol' Blue
As I did knew.
He was a sittin' on the bed
Putting on his shoe
The grin on his face grew and grew
And I could see he'd licked his flu.
Durned ol' Blue
Shame on you
Just look what you done
Went and put me through.
Get out that door
Tis time for chores
Your day of leisure
Ain't no more.
Into your collar
You lazy bum
I guarantee now
My funs begun.
Cile Beer
Categories:
funs, animals, funny, imagination, for
Form:
i'm that guy
who's to weird for you
who they say they love
but forget when all
the funs going around
that guy who you fear
but never admit it
a dent in your ego
a mark on you rep
who they seem to forget
to busy to pick up the phone
they say i'm the one
who'll stand up
from the crowd
so for good or evil
how am i suppose to
stop all the war
in this world
Categories:
funs,
Form:
A long time ago, somewhere cozy I know,
under bright fire glow, my mind got blown.
PSYCARNIVAL, the place to be, where I found me looking at me,
I'm now the place to be, me and me are We, my He and my She are 'The'
I am the beggining of space and the end of eternity.
The funs now begun, since a drop on my tongue and a barrel of Rum
fell on my bum, didn't look glum.
The fire did spit and the flames licked, it finally clicked,
we've all been hand-picked, plucked from the Ether, given life's breather.
I'm melting into you, you're turning blue, we're both floating too,
we're locked out of time, gibbering foolish rhyme, excuse me do you have the time?
Something wonderful's happening, into the universe...I'm tapping in,
I can see all, I broke through the wall, normal had a fall,
I'm 100 feet tall, the Sun's my football.
Thankyou whatever, for the glimpse of forever, the Now and the Never,
the Light and the Dark, both were quite stark,
Realities chains, I'm no longer bound, since the answers I found,
I'm free to soar, hear me roar, to slip through a door, rise through the floor,
quicker than neutrinos, with that up my nose,
I'm what everyone knows I'm the wind that blows, wherever it goes!
The Ganges did bless, on The Trip to Rishikesh, I feel so refreshed.
First, there is a mountain, then it was a fountain, but Hey Gip whose countin'
I kicked off boots of steel,
And rode my Cosmic Wheels! P&L Xx
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
Categories:
funs, adventure, fantasy, imagination, music,
Form: