Best Guessing Poems
From the moment we met, he played a game
Started out telling me to guess his name
And when I asked, “Don?”
He responded, “Right on!”
This lucky guess led to more of the same
“What do you think I do for a living?”
I hesitated, had some misgivings
“Steer the space shuttle?”
Got no rebuttal
So on this roll, I felt I was winning
“Bet you a kiss you don’t know where I live”
My mind was draining faster than a sieve
“A beachfront villa?”
(The truth would kill ya)
So many guessing games I now relive
After dating three months, his wife found out
Burst into our love nest, called him a lout
Eight kids behind her
All hungry they were
Don Juan he was, but surely no space scout
If you meet a man and he asks you to guess
Take it from me and avoid this distress
He may be akin
To Rumpelstiltskin
The anger later is hard to suppress
Now I’ve learned to turn the tables on men
Asking them to “guess” again and again
My private life hid
Won’t remove the lid
And I’ve convinced some that MY name’s John Glenn
*Entry for Shadow's "Let's Have Some Fun" contest
Death is but life and life is death, I wonder,
Where does the spirit go when it's released?
Many beliefs have a different thought,
The body is just breathing that has ceased.
We wonder how many years we have left,
We live them like there is no tomorrow,
We dance in sunshine and run from thunder,
Death is but life and life is death, I wonder.
Everyone has their own personal sins,
Hiding in a closet they built of fear,
All have free will to have them unleashed,
Where does this spirit go when it's released?
So many religions do not agree,
The true path to God is forever sought,
I choose to chase spirituality,
Many beliefs have a different thought.
We all have struggles way down deep inside,
With cracks and holes and roads that have now creased,
Believer, atheist, agnostic, all.
The body is just breathing that has ceased.
All you've done is done, no reason to cry,
There is much more as far as I can see,
Did you once try to help humanity?
Is this your blown up personality?
Death is but life.
Never have put all my faith, in someone I've not met
but when it comes to Presidents, I had to hedge my bet
I listened, just to what was said, from the horses mouth
teleprompter easy read, what's from his heart went south
Everyone just turns away, because of who has spoken
the little "adlibs" at the end, are called a "trademark token"
It took awhile to readjust, not comfortable at first
waiting for the "Hope and Change", instead things just got worse
I don't put words in peoples mouths, news briefly passes by
hesitations, pauses too, just watch and you'll know why
His demeanor says it all, can't look you in the eye
like a child's hand in a cookie jar, caught in another lie
I voted Independent, just like I always do
"08" I said I'll take a chance, and vote for something new
Took a chance and voted once, against what's in my heart
hoping this would be the one, to give us a fresh start
Listened to the arguments, on both the Left and Right
checked my dwindling bank account, it's almost out of sight
Some people think I'm selfish now, look at the flag I've flown
it's odd I've no Entitlements, and pay for my own Phone
How do you let him off the hook, divided we now stand
his bitterness shows near and far, beyond the Rio Grand
If you don't agree with him, they say you're spewing hate
they won't sit down and talk it out, no common sense of late
People think they understand, compassion in their hearts
you have "yours", let them have "theirs", forget that "theirs is ours"
Try to remain civilized, and show them you do care
he seems to think we "owe the world", his way to make it fair
Redistribution of our wealth, the "Robin Hood" effect
give it to the "have-nots, their life is such a wreck
If you never worked for "it", believe me you're not owed
reason for the "Bridge Card"? We won't know we've been snowed
He's not alone you understand, "bad apple in the bunch"
I really think he tops the list, of course that's just a hunch
We can go back a lot of years, "W M D s" and more
his sights are set, it's "Tunnel Vision", to give away the "Store"
Bring them in, from down below, he'll smile and look away
knowing well, that all of them, are surely here to stay
A scary thought (you know it's true) he's letting ISIS in
his hope and change "America", he tries, but will not win.....
Minutes have passed. You look at it again.
You scratch your head. You twirl your hair. You twist your brain, you refrain.
You think you know it. You think you're sure.
You erase the previous mark, you're mind's a blur.
You're digging deep, down to the dark well.
You wish to see the light, you still dwell.
You look around, stare at nothing,
You look down, hoping to come up with something.
You went with It.
Oh hell with It.
You scramble, you mumble.
You dabble, you fumble.
You're tired. You're drained.
You're pulling the last straw, one short end remained.
You finally gave in, you're done messing;
You stop attempting, you're done second-guessing.
The swirling lingering in the air.
About something I think I care.
The ways in life that come about.
Seem to fill my mind with doubt.
What can we do to reconcile.
Our own live's so out of style.
Horizon's cast tomorrow's light.
But, yet clouds keep it out of sight.
A course of time can change it's course.
And you'll forget what was it's source.
The silver on the mirror of glass.
Reflects an image that must pass.
What can we do to reconcile.
Our own live's so out of style.
Horizon's cast tomorrow's light.
But, yet clouds keep it out of sight.
The answer's not for us to know.
These things that never really show.
We sip the wine and chase our dreams.
And find that it's not all it seems.
Life, a mystery,
Unfolds in myriad ways,
Keeping us guessing
Daily television soaps
Reign supreme in viewers’ life
You keep me guessing
everyday we see each other
your eyes always gleaming
your smile always keeping me on my toes
loving you is like loving
god
then i hear your rep
it keeps me out of sorts
lost... i am
do i love you
or your image
ideas
keep forming
friends say don't do it
my heart says do it
my mind lost in space
it aint never coming down
never thought i could feel this way
hurt yet loved
loved but lost
usually don't care
but thats not cutting it
do i deserver her comes through my mind
all the time
if i don't
then this feeling
would be all for nothing
Maybe I'm wrong,
But maybe I'm not.
What if it is what I think,
And something could've happened?
I'm reading way to much into it.
They say otherwise, though.
It's nothing. I can tell.
But isn't nothing, something?
I feel so confused.
Do they feel that way too?
I doubt that anything that ran through my mind,
Could be true.
They are all like that though.
Well, that's what they said.
Who exactly is they?
Why do they matter?
They matter because it's what I want.
What I think I want.
If only it would of been sooner, longer.
I should of had the guts.
But now, it's too late.
I guess I can make do with what's there.
I have to.
But it's fine for now.
I'm sure things will get better.
Maybe not with them but things will get better.
That's what I keep telling myself.
Hoping it's wrong.
Only because I do want things to get better with them.
Because they seem to care.
But maybe they don't.
Maybe I'm just thinking to much again.
I wish I could stop second guessing myself.
It's making me even more confused.
~Second Guessing~
I use words to keep you second guessing
To remind us all this life is a blessing
Taking the morals most have left behind
And reinserting them back into your mind
See the facts of this life we once believed
I retrace for any who may wish to receive
To break the barriers centuries have built
Before all existence starts to die and wilt
The funny thing is I’m not a man of religion
And most all that I write is my own opinion
Delivered from the spectacles before my eyes
Separated from hypocrisy and historical lies
I’m not saying all that’s written is wrong
From America to Russia, Iraq or Hong Kong
Christianity, Mormon, Muslim or Buddhism
They all say the same thing if you twist them
At the core of what ignites our mental thought
Still planted past knowledge that we’re taught
There’s a power beyond any life on this Earth
That delivered you from the gardens of birth
(Book9 ©2009 "The Journey Back to the Beginning")
God Bless Us All...Peace
I lay my eggs in water.
I criticize my daughter.
My eyesight is super keen.
My nymphs are rarely seen
We are formidable predators, my children and I.
Our lower lips snatch prey as it tries to float by.
Who Am I?
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I hope you said DAMSELFLY!
she keeps me guessing
i tell her i hate surprises
she knows i am a terrible liar
my eyes are stop signs multiplied by obviousness
therefore, i have gotten so now that i just don't bother to ask
instead, i just accept and be thankful and merry
see, i could still be by myself in a world of darkness passing gas for conversation
she still continues to knock on the door of my life though
at times i feel i am not worthy
i mean, as beautiful as she is, man, she could have anybody she very well pleases
however, for some reason she ended up choosing me
i look for signs of regret, but all i see are smiles of love and admiration
i accept it all for i was once apart of a fatal statistic
oftentimes we question when we should be basking of the glory of the Blessing
i am wet and damp with gladness and gratitude
as a direct result, i change the whole direction of my personality's attitude
nowadays when i guess, i save the bows just as she asks me too
contentment treats me well
we say our prayers together at the end of each day....along with her....
I’m the largest of the seals
No I do not own any wheels
I’m longer than a car
To see me you’ll come far
I weigh four and a half tons
And I rarely have the runs.
I roar at my rival.
To be scary is vital.
In mating season
I will commit treason
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I am a southern elephant seal, you see.
A powerful beast, this is definitely me!
~ a teenage girl plays ~
~ he loves me, he loves me not ~
~ with a sunflower ~
Date written: 07/19/2019
Following her all the way,
a short top with tight jeans,
thirtysix-twenty-thirty......
feast of eyes indeed!
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Placement: 5th; (January 2011)
Contest:Spicy (Men entries)
Sponsor:Linda-Marie the Sweetheart
By :kashinath karmakar(1st January 2011)
I often open the curtains to let the heat in, but there’s no sunshine today.
While sat in a chair that’s versed and infirm, blistered brown, bitter and solid as the surrounding bricks.
Was it a daydream of fortune. When a breeze, shimmered with animals within a contorted tree. Behind a typhoon of blue.
An open curtain can warm the room, until ordinary shades of disturbance advance.
Providing unspeakable gloom, I return to bed, for an extra day. When its raining, life surrounds a flower upon the windowsill. When you nothing, there only themes of nothingness.
I also can open the curtains to let people inn, forget the wasteland of silence
People are coloured peeks and cure the reflection of my grey.
This morning, there's no sunshine, a small glint of a cloudless glow. I did nothing but waste moments. Everyone seems no brighter than me, as a breakthrough smile appears upon my laughing face.