Best Inadvertent Poems
U n c o n s c i o u s while the entire universe
fights against her reality,
she seems to have been MISTAKEN…
She makes all things decent worse,
holding an insensitive mentality,
while all her inhibitions have been TAKEN-
She carries on without contemplation,
forcing her into an oblivious revelation.
C o n t i n g e n t upon her choice to let go,
she reveals the reasons she was rejected-
Stoic and heedless, she craves CONCERN…
Preoccupied with loss she sinks below,
never feeling appreciated or connected.
For absorption of memories she does YEARN.
She craves the desire of a burning sensation,
Forcing her into an oblivious agitation.
N e g l i g e n t to life, she’s always distracted,
feeding off intellect while absent-minded-
Uncurious as to why she’s never felt LOVE…
She once found hope but she overreacted,
and always had to be kindly reminded,
that sometimes awareness comes from ABOVE.
She feels a rush of an inadvertent obliteration,
forcing her into an oblivious orientation.
Form O-Only One
Sponsor, Broken Wings
May 8, 2017
Categories:
inadvertent, absence, analogy, anxiety, fear,
Form:
Rhyme
Ratify Femininity to the nation grown from women
Women born and bred yet they still deny
How many would it take to rectify?
Maybe a man not given equal pay
When labor was the same that day
Or maybe if our society were to decay
Then what do you think they would say?
Flowers in the world not given recognition
How all of congress is filled with superstition
Is that what we call the christian vision?
Though some say it may be too late
Too late to ignore or to open the gate?
Sitting in their highchairs “trying” to relate
The past is long overdue for reason to allocate
Great endeavors faced yet still unable obtain liberty
With a veil of shame we are forced to hide our dignity
Shoved into the darkness to wait out our captivity
Prosperous light uproot this harsh mentality
Lead the way to a brighter ultimate reality
She’s bearing the very precious life
Meanwhile enduring stress and strife
Left stored away to be an intolerable wife
But for our strength we know the destination
Tracing the stars with a beautiful constellation
We must be able come to the realization
That exists as a signature of tribulation
Trying to acquire the expired restitution
Rights long disregarded in the constitution
Implications shamefully created like pollution
For the arrogance of humanity to remain
Inequality needs to be seen the same
Voices in the outreach heard in vain
It’s not easy to break the chain
Trying to pursue the right ongoing route
Progression beginning to suddenly reach out
Inspiration and ability consuming anything with doubt
Aiming for the constant infinity with passion and nobility
Feeling empowered to relinquish possession of the hostility
Making efforts to transcend the dialogue of hate into tranquility
we may disagree but I respect that you see things differently
Tangibility can be a tedious thing when it comes to activism
There needs to be inadvertent changes within this system
Or else we may have to experience a genuine cataclysm
Categories:
inadvertent, beauty, corruption, culture, feelings,
Form:
Rhyme
I'm that guy that checks on you after 8 hours of work
I'm that guy who watches your messes then cleans up the dirt
I'm that guy that will help you, yeah, you're coming first
But am I doing too much?
I'm that man who understands you when the world ignores
I'm that man that knows for sure, when it rains it pours
I'm that man who reaches to open every closed door
But am I doing too much?
You're that girl that see's me as her least important
You're that girl who puts me below a hair appointment
You're that girl who says my choices were inadvertent
I'm sure I am doing too much.
Categories:
inadvertent, conflict, deep, emotions, love,
Form:
Rhyme
You have been influential company
since you came from your town in Brittany.
You possess prowess in philosophy,
and are next to none in theology.
Your presence is a formidable stance
as you are among the scholars of France.
However, your acts defy decency
as you have caused unwanted pregnancy
with my niece Heloise in secrecy.
You were intended to be her tutor,
but you are an inadvertent lover.
How inconsiderate, Peter Abelard!
Deciding on punishment was not hard.
You’ve worn out your welcome within these walls.
For what you’ve done, I shall cut off your CENSORED.
Peter Abelard and Heloise
Robert Pettit for Nette's Soul Partners Contest
Categories:
inadvertent, history,
Form:
Rhyme
Speechless, so speechless even my script is blank
in wake of a promise to uphold
What else is there for me to say
besides relying on a list of all my best read lines
but U Have amnesia
I have nothing, only a far away gaze
to steal my attention, my focus
to the scenery beyond the window
Amidst a perfect Friday laid in wait an abstract Saturday
now this, a Sunday, I want it to be over
For a fleeting moment I found myself jealous
found myself having a dinner of 3 with jealousy
the reason: a name, a place, a person
wrapped into an inadvertent competitor against me
Paris...Paris, the romantic capitol of France
Paris, the dream destination of every woman
who has never laid eyes upon it
Paris who's been Esmeralda's confidant
her best friend, her affection in my year long absence
so how do I stack up against him, I don't know
We're in two different leagues
though I feel I fall too and far beneath
I've heard the name just not the person nor the city
still I fear completely of falling in second place
of being shunned away, kicked to the curve
the man who can be moved
Hey, Jealousy
a word to you
please just leave me be
Hey, Jealousy
a word to you
Goodbye
be gone from, me
Jealousy
Categories:
inadvertent, jealousy,
Form:
Free verse
be sure to tell your doctor,
and tell the pharmacist too,
everything, every ache of head,
every salty-smelling scent
every painful bump,
every discoloration underwent
if you have had bitten lip syndrome,
if you experienced excessive tears
or had feelings of dizzy giddiness,
or felt the envy of your peers
if you've ever had the symptoms
of a broken heart or just
fell into a lovers schism
or ever thought hard on priapism
be sure to tell your trainer,
your friends and your confidant too,
that love and life just might be fatal
not to approach them nonchalantly
say the daily dosage is important
the timing too is vital
to avoid reactions inadvertent
and have prognosis of good survival
say on your lifelong loving quest
nurture your natural proclivity
be sure to get the necessary rest
and balance your diet and activity
don't take in too much sweets
and don't worry about the stress
live life and love it complete
is the finest print I can suggest
© Goode Guy 2012-08-08
Categories:
inadvertent, inspirational, introspection, life, love,
Form:
Rhyme
The genesis of its life;
Inadvertent step on the toe.
The little dark seed is planted;
A spark starts a fire.
An enemy is born.
The valley of the shadow
Of unforgiveness;
A fiery way for hatred
Roasts dark
The heart borne out of purity
Of the creator.
Desperateness to kill
Metamorphoses the pious.
A sword is wielded
By the hand
Of the new-borne
Into the dark kingdom
To do the avoidable -
Revenge!
Categories:
inadvertent, forgiveness,
Form:
Free verse
It took a record producer named Mr. White
to push you four guys to such a dizzying height.
You Erie, Pennsylvania musicians were quite able.
Mr. White signed you to the Play-Tone label.
“That Thing You Do” rocketed up the Billboard charts.
“Shades” and the gang won many young girls’ hearts.
The group got to be something everybody would know
with an appearance on a major network show.
That night, a few inadvertent blunders
placed the band into the classification of “one-hit wonders”.
Their one big hit song turned out to be their final.
Fame and success are fleeting and ephemeral.
Based on the 1997 film “That Thing You Do”
Categories:
inadvertent, dedication, music,
Form:
Rhyme
What happens when you untie
a ribbon in the sky?
And for all the known reasons
for rain, you still cannot
reconcile why
these all-to-familiar
tears must be cried.
Tie a ribbon on a kite
and find joy in the wind,
direct your lightning strike
shout louder than your storm
and see how quiet
your life becomes.
Times such as these
is when you've seen the ugliest part
of for better and worst
and somehow
she still looks better
than beautiful.
In life, there's things we must endure
wrongs that must be righted
Systems rebooted. Romances reignited
Love adds shape to pain
and pain is what makes love feel insane.
It's akin to giving someone CPR
compressions without breaking any ribs
Be passionate with your interactions,
your contact might be the catalyst
for someone's life-saving chain reaction
Whether you believe or don't
Love no matter how inadvertent
has a way of taking us all to some cross
in some way, shape or form
Love is a little hand touching a hot stove
and a daddy crying decades later
because he knows what his
son is about to endure
The most important lesson about love
is that at it's best, it hurts worst than any
broken bone. That's why tears seem
to just materialize.
And I know this prose is more rant than rave,
and you'd be a fool to try and love
the same way I do.
But now you know why love is so damn crazy
I untied that ribbon, shouted as loud as I could,
found the right wind so we could elevate again,
but every time I did, I incurred damage
to my physical being and
said never would I do that again,
But my cross is somewhat
repetitive
and I will always be here
trying to get your kite
at just the right height.
Even if it means using my ribbon
for tail strings
Categories:
inadvertent, child, growth, life, love
Form:
Prose Poetry
Trancendence...
We have all sinned.
But as much as I love,
I shall not be forgiven.
I can feel it in my skin.
There is not enough time in this world to amend.
Please give me a broken nose,
Abhore me in the torment of twisted toes,
Arch my back, until it breaks.
Until it crushes this heart that aches.
And even more so, the mind.
That madness, determined to instill...
Relieve it of it's constant will.
The will to succumb to pain.
The ugliness we suppress ourselves to substain.
I need a moment.
I need a moment...
I feel an inadvertent need for atonement.
Categories:
inadvertent, change, deep, forgiveness, humanity,
Form:
Rhyme
WE WENT HAYWIRE
The fruit of horrendous hurry
Hung appeasingly aloof
On a green tree with white lumpy leave
Situated amidst a green garden
We harvested it imperiously
The day we went hay wire woefully
The day we hurried for inadvertent independence
Six months old premature pregnancy
Hurried to breathe brazenly
Hurried to wean wretchedly
Viewed Mrs. Colonisation as a messed milk
Now we hurry to her for magic milk
Now we hazardously hurry
Hurry for a derailed democracy
Hurry for an unwieldy unity
Hurry for a callous change
Hurry for a grievous government
A little more prudent patience
Would have that manifest magic
Which current leaders preposterously promise
©Kporho Vwede Daniel
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(IG: General Ali official)
All rights reserved
Categories:
inadvertent, 7th grade,
Form:
Alliteration
In deeper depths we strive to peek
through sharper optical technique
and glimpse beyond to sights unseen
with magnifying lenses keen
and special telescopic tweak.
Still here on earth with doublespeak
we inadvertent havoc wreak
albeit nature holds the lien
in deeper depths.
Yet ‘midst the visible mystique
within perception’s mien oblique
concealed beneath illusion’s screen,
could there be beingness serene
an all-embracing realm to seek
in deeper depths?
~ Harley White
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The poem is in the form of a rondeau…
A source of inspiration was the following…
NASA’s Webb Delivers Deepest Infrared Image of Universe Yet…
Categories:
inadvertent, earth, humanity, nature, space,
Form:
Rondeau
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Of Youthful Indiscretions
Written: By Tom Wright
11/28/00
In our youth,
many desire to dance with life.
Cognizant of, that at some point,
the dance will end and the Piper paid,
yet we procrastinate.
Life holds each culpable for our youthful exuberance,
and our often, immature choices.
As youthful indiscretions darken our past,
so also, do they obscure our future.
Just as the Prodigal's Son,
we can return unto the house of our father.
For, as with our Heavenly Father,
there, will be found love and forgiveness.
Never should we write ourselves off, nor should others;
For Jesus said, concerning the woman taken in adultery,
" He that is without sin among you,
let him first cast a stone at her ".
Youthful improprieties need not be synonymous with failure,
and beginning anew, requires only that we aspire to improve;
An alteration of attitude, or surroundings, per se,
and a return to our Heavenly Father.
By those who know and love us, surely we'll be exonerated;
while those who don't know us, it scarcely matters.
Of the embarrassment and pain we cause ourselves,
we deserve, and unquestionably will endure;
Consider this the Piper's payment for the dance.
As for inadvertent anguish caused to others,
it takes but a moment in time to say " I'm sorry ",
but takes, what often seems like an eternity, to validate.
Hopefully, we will not be remembered for youthful knockdowns;
let our true character lie in our ability to rise from our last.
Categories:
inadvertent, life, youth,
Form:
Free verse
If lines and verse are indeed
the tool's we poet's are to use
in order to dictate the thought
process of one's inner soul
Then surely love should capture
an inadvertent overture of subtleties,
tenderness and kindness
And on the other hand if one wishes
to vent one's rage the pen should
pierce deep into he page
And yet at any stage what once
at first began as love can just as
easily turn to rage
As love and rage are seldom not
poles apart
Much like tears of joy and sorrow
Just depends on feelings at a
certain point in time and how we
choose to express them then
And whether or not one was hopelessly
head over heals in love and wanted
all the world to know
Or rather suffering the painful
affliction of abroken heart and
want your significant other to pay
Categories:
inadvertent, slam,
Form:
Free verse
The beautiful character traits that defined you… the same subtly disregarded traits
that seemed to slip away through an inadvertent lack of nurture and appreciation,
have been returned to you….and they are rightfully yours… cherish them.
When we seem to have lost our ability to recognize our greatest qualities, we must
have faith that affirmation will be returned through the hearts of others.
We all possess a ‘lost and found department’ within our hearts that allows us to
identify the artistry within others, and provides the foundation from which theses
traits can be returned if temporarily ‘lost’.
This sanctuary within our hearts allows us to encourage others to shine when their
inner glow has faded… the ability to encourage and inspire others when their core
has become burdened is the greatest gift of all.
If this gift is not shared, do not feel as though it fails to exist, it merely becomes
dormant.
Inspiration… LOVE… must never be selfishly hoarded, you must give it away to allow
it to be returned…and be assured, it will be.
Today I have bestowed my belief in you… will you be accountable for tomorrow?
Dave Blount
January 8th 2011
Categories:
inadvertent, inspirational
Form:
ABC