Best Incapacitate Poems
Call it alliteration or pun,
It is more than that ;
I write about my beloved sparrow that nests
on mountains and tree tops
just like the eagles of the north ;
Oh,sparrow! ,your arrow penetrates my narrow heart
deeply to make it shallow,
sending sparks through my body .
Call it alliteration or rhyme it is more than that ,
Sensation and blood compete for a race
through my veins and arteries ,
When I set eyes on you,
Air gushes into my lungs like a flowing stream,
As you open your mouth to speak ;
Your white enamel teeth shine more than the morning sun;
The synchronized movement of your body
sends signals to the synapse of my spine,
Which reverberates emotions to the hypothalamus of my brain,
How can I cope with this ?
My sorrow fades ,my pains vanish
When I got touched by you ;
Oh ,sparrow! Oh, dear!! How dare you
Incapacitate or incarcerate my thought ?
Thought of not falling in love with any damsel ;
not being fooled again ;
The padlock of three years unlocked in seconds ,
Which makes me sing songs of songs to Utopian lady ,
You faith strengthened me and your courage boost my ego;
I will continue to nod to your
Lyrics and dance to your music .
Call it alliteration or pun ,
You are not far from wonder land ,
Sweet sparrow sent to shake-off and shame sorrow ,
My unfailing love ,I unfold and unleash unto you….
1-17-2017
*A valentine poem dedicated to all lovers….
Categories:
incapacitate, emotions, love,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
In the middle of the night, you came, oh, death,
Wishing my soul to harvest
Vehemently, I refused to surrender it to you
Fact, that made you so angry.
You said your divine right was to claim it
But still, your request I turned down
It was then that you thought it reasonable to incapacitate me
For your mission sooner to carry out.
The first step you took was my voice to silence
The second was my legs to immobilize
Thus mute and paralyzed, you fancied, I couldn't resist
So your prize would quickly be obtained.
For five days, in total muteness and bedridden, I remained
Yet, a gallant fight I put up to escape your embrace
But all my efforts in vain appeared to be
As the gates of eternity, I could gaze.
Late on the fifth day, a doctor of great character and skill,
He decided to empty the Hematoma formed next to my brain
Thus, a foot-long Craniotomy performed with great care
Hoping you, oh, death, to chase away.
Although now, slowly, I am recovering
Anticipating a few more years of life to enjoy,
I know very well in my heart, oh death,
That we together would be one blessed day!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
30 November 2021
* This is a biographical poem that narrates the events that took
place between the twelfth day of October and the first day of
November in the hospital!
Categories:
incapacitate, death, hope, life,
Form:
Free verse
Love knows no boundaries
Whether it sets where the rainbow ends
Can it be found in the tumultuous depth of the ocean?
Can it be as dark as the night or as bright as the sun
Perhaps it rises along the highest waves in the ocean
Or it is swallowed into the deepest pit of a valley
No one could ever guess
Love knows no boundaries
Its language is appreciated by a generous heart
The work extends to the deprived and desperate
The effort is celebrated by the sense of peace and relief
Its presence is driven by unwavering loyalty
A paradigm of strength when everything is smothered by weakness
Love knows no boundaries
To forgive even how deep the wound sores
To expect the best what is around the bend
To look for fire when ember of hope is dying
To feel the warmth in the coldest night
And to cool off the overwhelming rage and might
Love knows no boundaries
It stays in stale air, to purify
It humbles the lofty heart and haughty eyes
It drives you to be passionate and to come out a victor
It nurses the humiliating failure to become a warrior again
It lightens the way when the road is long and
When the travel is rough
How I wish I could continue to bind you to boundaries but
my human limitations incapacitate me..
My imperfections come short to describe a Perfect One...
Categories:
incapacitate, love,
Form:
Free verse
BULLETS!
If there ever was a time in the history of human, it is now that one’s being is
bound to civic duty impost.
He or she is a loyal citizen of his or her nation.
Intensified is the fortress bond of armory and strength.
Through our faith and courage, our minds and our heart have engaged vigor.
Dynamism is diversification via structure.
What is seen is statement beyond repose via strategy.
As we discuss the militant way, we centralize our thoughts
To suffering in other nations against dogmatic methods, systemically
approached the right to vote interposed by illegality of the election booth
intervened by bribes and other means to destroy equability.
What is seen is statement beyond repose via strategy.
Impartiality is an assured plus of unanimous.
Political leaders aboard focus on a suppressed nation through their views on
enslavement and incapacitate.
For sure, this is the Stalin’s views of the Ukraine orders retain.
To incarcerate through tenets of rapaciousness is cruel.
Therefore, what is seen is only a system of beliefs.
The Ukrainians must remain free to be at liberty.
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Verlena S. Walker
Penned on October 02, 2014!
Form: Decapentasyllabic Verse
Categories:
incapacitate, america, how i feel,
Form:
Verse
The tongue's mystery
The heart's backdoor of the laughing stock
In his furtive,serpentine tongue lodges
The tongue straightaway of the highbrow,brainiac
In his beating,locked up heart camouflages
Many a foot does stumble,vacillate and actually fall
Withstand against all the odds,above all
A lapsus does incapacitate and intention reveal
Prompts irreparable mischiefs elusive to heal
Legitimate ! A tongue isn't in itself a flinty bone
Yet could fragment relics doubtable to atone.
Categories:
incapacitate, betrayal, metaphor,
Form:
Rhyme
February 2 Scripture Meditations Based on Numbers 19-23
Key Verse – Numbers 21:34 And the LORD said unto Moses, Fear him not: for I have delivered him into thy hand, and all his people, and his land; and thou shalt do to him as thou didst unto Sihon king of the Amorites, which dwelt at Heshbon.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR YOUR DELIVERANCE
Thank You for delivering me from sin-imprisonment
Whenever I call unto Your name in my miserable predicament
Especially during iniquity-attacks, bringing torment
That incapacitate me against spiritual involvement.
Thank You for delivering me from transgression-perishing
Whenever I cry for Your help in my weak languishing
Especially during frustrations caused by goal-crashing
That pull me away against divine refreshing.
Thank You for delivering me from filthiness-corruption
Whenever I cling to Your holiness in my fleshly corruption
Especially during struggles in health’s affliction
That debilitate me against faith-increase and good works’ fruition.
Thank You for delivering me from futility-vanity
Whenever I cleave to Your truth in my laxity
Especially during doubt-bouts and perplexity
That drive me against trusting Your authority.
Thank You for delivering me from materialism-worldliness
Whenever I come to Your throne justified by Your righteousness
Especially during craving sessions while tempted by lustfulness
That bring me out against Your will’s blessedness
Thank You for delivering me from abomination-idolatry
Whenever I cast all my cares to Your throne of glory
Especially during prayerlessness’ visits midst anxiety and worry
That thwart me against advancing Your kingdom’s territory.
February 2, 2022
Categories:
incapacitate, blessing, christian, faith, god,
Form:
Rhyme
She Fell Into The Abyss
he takes to the tunnel of night
dark at first, but he tiptoes in
and sees the light
he follows a trail
a women's scent that arouses him
he sees her across the bar
seated by herself
hunger on her face
a wallflower
a sheep in a lea to him
weak and pull-able of wool
and he needs wool
a ball of yarn to desensitize
and spins to his satisfaction
and he needs to be sated
especially
with this ones youth and innocence
her striking blue eyes and sweet mouth
indifferent to him
but it's her pond of ducks that excites him
hidden in his pocket
is a knife of fantasy
a blade of deceit
rope of words to incapacitate
he looks into her blues
as he begins making his move
sweet talking, sweet talking
her socks off
he keeps seeing the ducks in the pond
swimming faster and faster
his heart beating faster and faster
a fruit ripening before his eyes
ready to be eaten
he takes the first dagger from his pocket
two white pills and slips into her drink
laughs to himself
at least this dagger won't hurt
as he chokes on his sadism
she falls into her arms
asleep
so soft and vulnerable
unsuspecting and naive
she walks out with him in slumber
later that night
a shotgun blasts breaks the air
ducks flapping in the night
then ... silence
10/26/17
Deep and Dark II - Poetry Contest
Categories:
incapacitate, dark, evil, lust,
Form:
Free verse
There is a vicious, ground-dwelling creature
Burrowing into my skull,
Maybe a mole,
It doesn’t matter. What matters is
My head is cracked and pillaged.
Instead of gray matter, it’s full of snot
And mucus; it’s crevices drip,
And no matter how much I
Expel from my nostrils, more will come.
I hurt. The mucus has swelled my sinuses
So bulbous and enlarged, they press
Against my eyes and ears.
I hate everything and everyone I see.
Look how freely they talk and walk,
Oblivious to my pain and their freedom.
They take for granted their snotless brains.
Their thoughts flow unhindered by mucus buildups,
But mine inch and hitch and stop
Altogether. Soon, I will transform from a creature
Of bone and muscle
To a gelatinous mass with skin and eyes
And nothing else but slime.
This cold has stolen my good mood from me.
The world is a happy place, today, but I
Have a cold, and I’m miserable.
Whose idea was a cold, anyway?
At least make me sick enough
To stay at home. A cold does
Not excuse, does not
Incapacitate enough to warrant
What I think it should.
Even if I were at home, I’d still
Be cranky and in pain.
Being home fixes all maladies
But this, it seems.
Uggh.
My throat is full of cactus and my
Ears ring, my arms ache, my
Nose leaks, and I curse the one
Who bequeathed me with this Hell.
May he step on Legos for the rest
Of his days, may he never find love,
May his ears forever refuse to pop, may
He always be stuck at a red light,
May all his waitresses be cranky, may
His head sprout dandruff and his mouth
Spit word vomit -and real vomit- on those he wants to impress,
May he misplace his keys a thousand times,
May he say everything he knows he’ll regret,
May all his conquests be failures,
May every book he reads be a cliffhanger,
And may every cold that goes around
Dwell with him far longer than usual.
Categories:
incapacitate, anger, humor, sick,
Form:
Free verse
After imbibing the humbling blend
Constituting the mystical knowledge
And the techniques of martial art
Dr Strange awakened his third eye
Became a powerful sorcerer.
He derived his supernatural power
From the energy of the universe
Acquiring high level of mastery
Over magic to shape and manipulate
Tangible concept of energy as mystic artifacts.
He could also cast numinous spells
By the entrancing miraculous mechanism
Of the specific formula of destruction
With the obtained fiery energy
He was capable to incapacitate his enemy.
Against Dracula, the emperor of the undead
Dr Strange, the supreme sorcerer
Applied the Montesi formula
Destroying the vampires by spell that broke
Reviving them for the clash to continue.
________________
August 31, 2022
Contest : Doctor Strange Spells
Sponsored by : Robert James Liguori
Categories:
incapacitate, fantasy, magic,
Form:
Free verse
Steve Rogers wanted to be a soldier,
and after initial failure got selected
for super soldier experiment in US military,
Vita-ray dosing made him muscular.
During WW II he toured the country
in colorful costumes in fund raising campaigns.
For his patriotic endeavor in national exigency,
he was designated as Captain America.
He proved his worth with amazing bravery,
when he could alone free the war prisoners
from the fortified fortress of the Hydra base
of the Nazi General Schmidt, the Red Skull.
The Captain’s mettle made him a superhero,
but he needed a strong shield
for protection against the enemy attacks,
and he used a triangular one for a long time.
He replaced the over-used old shield,
getting from President Roosevelt a circular one,
made of an alien inflexible metal vibranium,
given by the King of Wakanda.
The disc-shaped shield was indestructible,
it had unique vibration absorption property,
saved the Captain from life-threatening attacks,
helped him to incapacitate the Red Skull.
Lest he used the weapons of mass destruction,
Rogers confronted Schmidt inside his aircraft
that crashed in the icy Arctic sea.
Schmidt vanished in space, Rogers disappeared.
After seventy years of suspended animation,
the Captain woke up in an old style hospital bed,
imbibed the singular trait of unique avenger,
befitting the extraordinary role of a superhero.
___________________
September 19, 2022
Contest : Superhero Or Supervillain
Sponsored by : Robert James Liguori
Categories:
incapacitate, america, hero, soldier,
Form:
Free verse
Forgive all the lofty sins his ancestors did,
Forget their worship of carvings lifeless and mute,
And show compassion to the African child;
Supply his daily bread and enough to drink,
Cloth his nudity and shoe to cover his feet,
And give him hope and help him think
Of tomorrow, and dreams adequate to accomplish a feat;
At least to end his ancestors lethargy.
Defend him against the spite of this tyrannical world;
Smite all that deny him bread
And blight any that may make sport of his low estate;
Strike with fright and numbing dread
All that may rejoice in his fate.
Paralyze with lightning his haters and molesters,
Deafen with thunder that block his feeble course;
Incapacitate with leprosy all despotic masters
That enslave his muscle and sinew.
Hear Lord this my prayer for the African child
His suffering alleviate that it be a little mild;
All that increase it I pray you torment all the more,
And I'm your faithful servant Hannington Mumo!
Categories:
incapacitate, prayer, may,
Form:
Captain America was a super-hero,
but he needed a strong shield
for protection against enemy attacks,
and he used a triangular one for a long while.
Replacing the over-used old one,
President Roosevelt presented him
a circular shield made of alien metal vibranium,
given by the King of Wakanda.
The disc-shaped shield was indestructible,
for it had unique vibration absorption property,
saving the Captain from life-threatening attacks,
helping him to incapacitate the Red Skull.
The legendary shield created history,
after Captain’s death one replica was kept in museum,
another was buried with him,
until he was resurrected from suspended animation.
The shield can be construed as a symbol,
created by the invincible spirit of man
for protection by the screen of faith in God
against the evils of the world.
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July 24, 2022
Contest : Captain America's Shield
Sponsored by : Robert James Liguori
Categories:
incapacitate, america, hero,
Form:
Free verse
And may you be not drunk with wine
But filled with the spirit as God divined
As humans we've all have had a little drink or two
That's not a bad thing as long as you don't overdo
In Ephesians 5:18 from what I understand
It's a word of advice from God, a positive Command
For the word of God leaves little room for debate
Take Him at His word It Is of the faith
But don't try to take the actual words that are written
And change them to suit yourself that's a bad decision
For God is very firm in what He does say
He says what He means and from His word He does not stray
Intoxication or Inspiration, what do you desire?
Be not drunk with wine just do as God requires
The Lord God wants you to be filled with the Holy Spirit
So praise and worship Him and don't stop until you get it
Whenever one is under the influence of drink
You're at a weak point and the devil will start to think
He will try and sway you away from God's Holy word
Make you doubt and question all that you have heard
For drink will incapacitate you and make you act like a fool
Enabling the devil to use you as a tool
Be not drunk with wine but be inspired by The Lord
Be filled with The Holy Spirit on the gospel train get aboard
With The Holy Spirit you still have free choice
But while you're drunk on wine you can't even find your voice
Intoxication or Inspiration, what is the main point?
You can be damned with the devil or with God be anoint
God wants you to walk like His Son Jesus of Christ
To be filled with The Holy Spirit everyday of your life
Intoxication may cause you to fight with your friends
Inspiration will give you eternal life in the end
Intoxication may cause you to spend all of your money
Inspiration will lead you to the land of milk and honey
As far as I'm concerned the choice is not that hard
All you have to do is get high on God
Categories:
incapacitate, devotion, funny, inspirational, life,
Form:
Carpe Diem
Care to whisper? Care to cry?
This heart is incapacitate, hollow and dry
A thousand wishes, flew like feathers
Beyond this brood canvas sky
Be you mine and I shall sing
A lullaby of charm tingling
Beneath the old forgotten tree
Wistful dream of sugar-coated lies
Endowed with soft persuasive banter
How did you reach me with skillful silence?
Rob my face from underneath my feet
Kill me with tender illicit glimpse
Unknown by many, but heart to heart alone
Bending binds that entangles in faith
Breeding rage, feeding vengeance
The candle that is lit flickers in shiver
Fearing its abominable end, dauntingly premature
It will never come, this heart insists
Alas, no one can be sure if the virus persists
Heaving in parasitical overture, spreading with nonchalant defiance
Feasting upon vision of triumph, where one that burns,
Burns no more
What is left then, my dear?
Just you and me, in this abysmal silence
A cavernous gap nonetheless, preaching baseless
Beauty, radiating shades of elusive splendour
What is left for you, me…?
Categories:
incapacitate, love, heart, heart, me,
Form:
Free verse
Our eyes silent speech
Warm, strong arms surround me entirely
Feeling so safe, snug, so easily
Talking all night gives me a fresh insight
To the mystery, uncovering that history
Words tripping over my lips and falling fast
But you’re there to catch every word
Hold onto this feeling, make it last
Time spent is short and sweet
Longing for time again we meet
Each moment, absorbing more
Your intelligence, your cheek, your ore
Wisdom, an age old
Please take my money, you have me sold
You fascinate me, incapacitate me
With those fresh eyes, no lies, you can see, so clearly
The world in all its darkness, its harshness
Not rose tinted specs getting you vexed
Not negativity, just the reality
Of what’s really going on, why it’s taking so long
To take down that wall, that was built so tall
Brick by brick they will fall
And you will see of me… all
Into your space, your comfort, your cave
I would resign myself and misbehave
Love making was sweet, passionate and raw
Lusts and urges to strong to ignore
Giving ourselves, one to another
Hidden depths we would seek to uncover
Laying in the stillness of ecstasy’s reach
No words to exchange, just our eyes silent speech
Categories:
incapacitate, loveme, me,
Form:
Light Verse