Best Humane Poems
Don't brawl
Love all
Place : 10
Categories:
humane, humanity,
Form:
Footle
Human or Humane – Zamreen Zarook
The precious creature of the divine lord,
One differ from other as the playings of harpsichord,
Every single was a pass chord,
So as to go for their fatal reward.
Muscular system is a part,
Nervous system is an art,
Skeleton system is again a handcraft,
Things matters on the beauty of the heart.
Showing kindness and sympathy,
You become a man of empathy,
This leads to be healthy and wealthy,
Where as it makes your life lengthy.
Dummy body is human,
Love and kindness within it is the humane,
decide and alter your membrane,
Before you reach the torture of the hurricane.
Categories:
humane, body, change, character, desire,
Form:
Rhyme
How is it viable that life could alter the course,
from people to people?
What makes you quiver in the middle of the night
to play with my agony?
Until it is encircled by a wing of misery.
That has decayed when I embrace the gloom to reach you.
Even though I may find hillsides to be the Snowden,
As I scream out a chuckle, the humming torrent,
from the Empyreans stopped.
Be that they are on a brainless creative path, as this might,
What's more, there was a strand of the first dawn,
daylight as I got to it, In either case.
I can visually perceive an expanding synergy
within the grace before the murkiness
that Involves me in the dolefulness.
O, I love behaving with mate's optical discernment.
But whatever story could be, the enraged planet
Is making a beeline for the egress.
Forlorn, exhausted, paused, abstracted, and stress.
In a world full of velveteens placed overarches,
absurdity reigns supreme.
The Spectra in Solitude of even a Young Dreamer
With a dazzling sense of vision,
I'm expecting the end of the world.
To find my way into the norm of emotions, Withal.
I'm on my way to another light pole.
Where you make the most out of my verses.
Decorate my hardbound book with your scripts.
Dramatic Monologue poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Beata Agustin
2nd place contest winner
Date written: 02/26/2021
Dramatic Monologue
Edward Ibeh
Categories:
humane, 9th grade, confusion, creation,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
A Humane Tableau
There you are good friends
beloved and loving
joyous and kindly
each time I go by
life filled with harshness
still you say breathe in
March 15, 2021
Categories:
humane, spiritual,
Form:
Free verse
It’s All Humane
It’s cold at night and I’m all alone
They said that this is my new home.
The metal cage and cold stone floor
I wish that I could ope the door.
Don’t know what happened, it’s plain to see
The other day I was one of three.
The sky grew dark, and next I knew,
I looked around, and we were two.
A pretty girl came to see, what’s in the cage,
She looked at me.
Her little hands came through and plucked
The other pup, just his luck!
I’m scared in here, and cold and small,
I’d love to wander down the hall,
And maybe find a warm soft bed,
To lay my worried sleepy head.
I’m shaking now, I see the morn.
I guess I’m smaller than the norm.
My one eye shut I cannot see
I limp and shake terribly.
Oh wait here come some little feet
With metal straps and clinking sticks
He seems so cute he has a patch
And oh my gosh, he lifts the latch.
His hands are warm and gentle touch
I think he loves me very much!
He kissed me twice and hugged me tight
I don’t want to be here another night.
“Mommy please, I like this one,
I think we’ll have a lot of fun.”
“And now I know that God can see,
This puppy looks a lot like me.”
Two very happy small new friends
Limp and fall and try to run
A silent pack of bravery
I’ll love you, if you love me.
Categories:
humane, petsme, love, me, ,
Form:
Rhyme
Human is not humane
Though he is in provision -
To fledge pride the nation;
Yet living with fancy own bloom on.
Other's pine shakes not his vein.
What purport even defy thy majesty,
Ever eager find enjoying biting priority.
It is who seduce a gentle brain
Petty deed sweep origin blood in drain.
Categories:
humane, allegory,
Form:
Elegy
Calculating bravery, designing a plan
To conquer fear and rise above it
Emotions running high, sweat on the skin
Genetic alphabets, a faulty concealment
Pulsing circuitry, a universal connection
Astrological bees, preparing for inception
To overstand this world is not to be sane
But to demand respect, with a brush of humane color.
Categories:
humane, age, birth, feelings, growth,
Form:
Free verse
Lacerate the boils from resplendent shades.
The skeletal wolves tremble from nose to tail.
Vomit soaked in blinded lips.
I echo the thoughts of a maniac.
But they differ greatly.
For I am more or less humane.
Categories:
humane, angst
Form:
Free verse
Who says God is invisible?
Haven’t you ever seen a child smiling with its wide open mouth?
Behind the innocent smile, you can find His move.
Innocence is God.
Who says God is invisible?
Haven’t you ever seen the hands extending alms?
Behind the hands, you can find the aura of God.
Charity is God.
Who says God is invisible?
Haven’t you ever seen the service offered to a suffering soul?
Behind the service, you can see the charm of God.
Service is God.
Who says God is invisible?
Haven’t you ever seen the friends embracing each other?
Behind the pure hearts,you can find the love of God.
Purity is God.
Who says God is invisible?
Haven’t you ever seen a Guru teaching his disciple?
Behind every truth, you can find His blessings.
Humility is God.
Why all this?
Humane is Divine.
Placed : 5th
Where is God hiding Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker
Date: 25-08-2022
Categories:
humane, god, humanity,
Form:
Free verse
It was a day for joyful tears.
It was a day for newborn fears.
My daughters’ Confirmation I am so proud.
I speak of her to others, and I speak loud.
AS we left the service, my eyes never looked down.
I never saw that June Bug crawling upon the ground.
My daughter stepped upon him, while sunning on a rock.
His face, his legs, and one antennae crushed; he was in shock.
Daddy, Daddy, please fix him.
I became Doctor Daddy, to appease my daughters’ whim.
I picked up the June Bug, left his antenna, legs, and face in stone.
My daughter spoke softly, I know he does not live alone.
The saline glistening tear running down my cheek.
My dearest darling daughter, heed the words I speak.
This June Bug suffered so much pain : to let him die would be Humane.
On the quiet ride home, I could see my daughter ponder.
Then she said to me , DADDY : I wonder.
When we go to hospital, to see GRANDMA-- Will you be HUMANE ?
Categories:
humane, childhood, daughter, children, sad,
Form:
Rhyme
cold hands carry my brother across my shoulder, snow bound in a blizzard,
skis have taken us in lost trails of Colorado, never so much have I shivered,
brother hit a lying branch, hidden just beneath the snow,
broken ankle, broken ribs, a broken heart all I can show,
cell phone reads “no provider”, as I laid down out of breath,
as my brother softly speaks, as if facing certain death,
comes a trapper in our sight, black man pulling old sled worn and shoddy,
the lord has sent a caring savior, who lifts my brother’s cold frail body,
gently placed upon the sled, slowly pulling ‘cross the snow,
hours passed as sun went down, yet my faith is still aglow,
ambulance comes to this man’s home,
brother taken, we sit alone,
tales of war and segregation, while he fought hard for our nation,
painting pictures in my mind, which remain as affirmation,
of this man who knows I’m white, but as if color blind he shakes my hand,
if I could I would make known, of this a humane tale throughout this land
Categories:
humane, character,
Form:
Verse
I wonder sometimes if longing
is no more or less than misplaced belonging,
on my list of absences
that are more honestly presences
we have deferred explicitly owning right now,
you and I potentially co-empathic,
Left with Right dialectical insides and outsides,
without even knowing this absence from each in-
and outside other.
Things and relationships and transactional places
longed for yet unseen and unknown
we walk within and of and for in outflowing imaginations
both within and without ego/ecoconscious polypathic sacred-organic
ecology.
Bicamerally,
as Yang to Yin to not not back to positive Yang
we long to belong to no longer longing
to become to not not simply be
ecoconscious healthy EarthTribe cooperative reorganizers,
as, hopefully, was, and remains, Elder RNA's original organic regenerative designs,
Earth's original thermo-resonant polyculturing climate intent.
Personal and familial history
evolves into ecopolitical re-creation and de-generation stories
of great, and more typically smaller, transitions within dipolar climate histories,
ecological WinAnthro/WinEarth evolutions of octaved major thru minor memory dialects,
musical pitch and personal rhythm patterns of vibrating light
across evolution's transformative polypathic through monopolistic trends.
BiCameral CoBinary neurosystemic anthro-intelligence
recreating ecosystemic Gaian-intelligence matriarchal mysteries
HerStory cooperative strings and tales of evolutionary synergies,
authentically integral
indigenously and wisely owned incorporations,
divestments from dysfunctional climatically revolting competitions,
unkind suffering loss and death,
slowing domesticated empire-building force of irreligious nationalistic form
by day,
tsunamis and hurricanes and Earth's quaking futures by night
As perceived through bicameral co-evolving eyes,
still longing to belong within co-empathic humane-divine
nature-spirit Me/We ego/eco-systemic healing
body-mind belonging
cobinary
neurosystemically felt-thought longing
anima/animus rebalancing belonging.
Categories:
humane, desire, happiness, health, longing,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
Humankind iLL-Humane--
Left on a chain in the rain and in summer’s heat;
Continued barking
Ill humane treatment
Carcass
Remains left on chains--caged up dogs
Maggot distorted flesh rotted muscle and fat
My passion is the humane humankind
I felt compelled to sniff the people--caged up dogs
only this and benevolence
I crave the caring, charitable cosmos
Lassie
My passion is the humane humankind
I felt compelled to sniff the people--caged up dogs
Only this and a benevolence
I crave the caring, charitable cosmos
Continued barking
Ill humane treatment
Carcass--caged up dogs
Remains left on chains
Maggot distorted flesh rotted muscle and fat
Shed whats left of their fur make it a hat
How morbid…--caged up dogs
My passion is the humane humankind
I felt compelled to sniff the people
only this and benevolence
I crave the caring, charitable cosmos--caged up dogs
Rin Tin Tin
Benji
Much I marveled this humane temporarily
I felt compelled to sniff the occupants
Remembering many protohuman, caring residents
Only this and a humaneness
To warn me about the ungodliness--caged up dogs
That moment my soul grew evil
It was shrivels, primeval, medieval!
Upheaval, upheaval!
Beethoven
I heard a monstrous, hermetic inconveniencing
My passion is the humane humankind
I felt compelled to sniff the people
only this and benevolence--caged up dogs
Bruiser
Buddy
Chopper
Cujo
Daisy
Chance and Shadow
I crave the caring, charitable cosmos
Bark bark-bow wow, what’s the use-wow, primeval, medieval!
Marley, Hosehead Hooch
Upheaval, upheaval!
Stop mistreating canine animals
You subhuman protohuman?--caged up dogs
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019
7/5/19
Categories:
humane, analogy, animal, dark, depression,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Be it kings, commoners no less,
Know, humanness is not in dress.
In rage nor yet is it in love,
A raging sage has it no less.
Words nor manners make any case,
In kindness, not in mere embrace.
Not oft traced in a holy place,
In act, not just in kindly face.
Faced on Judgment Day upon death,
It’s not in lifetime’s tall address.
It is in lifelong commitment,
Not when life breaks for short recess.
It's not something in an oath to confess,
Humane to be, not else is humanness.
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Ghazals |06.01.2023| humanity
Categories:
humane, humanity,
Form:
Ghazal
In God’s own world so humane once
Blood flows thick as incensed streams
Bullets rip through the buds of dream
The homeless drift as alien discards
Terror flares up in the fanatic hearths
Lives mutilated by despicable instincts
People plunge in cesspool of vice and sin
Dislodged empathy finds its way astray
Morality defaced by harsh intolerance
Kinship disintegrates in abhorrence.
In God’s own world so beautiful ever
The sun rises in multi-color grandeur
The ocean embraces the golden shores
The sky sparkles with moon and stars
The rains shower the music of clouds
The forest makes scenic emerald lattice
The river takes land’s essence to the sea.
The children born to inhabit the world
Still smile and play merrily in the field
God is not tired of the humankind yet
He will make the world humane again.
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May 29, 2022
For A Brian Strand Premiere Contest
Categories:
humane, evil, god, hope, humanity,
Form:
Free verse