Best Inside Out Poems
When life seems hard and you are down
Sad lips are in an awful frown
Turn your focus inside outward
See what others are all about
Then you'll find without a doubt
Reasons to look with thanks skyward
When life seems hard and you are down
Sad lips are in an awful frown
Look around your large or small town
Look at the ghetto all run-down
Turn your focus inside outward
With reasons to look with thanks skyward
When life seems hard and your are down
Sad lips are in a dowward frown
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta
Contest: Sonnetina Rispetto
Written: October 28, 2014
Respect for others
Inside Out
Does enclosing a part of the outside
To make a dwelling
Really create an inside
Sitting in my house
I look out and realize
The house is part of and sitting outside
And, so am I
Inside out
Inside-Out with all the psycho-babble.
Multifaceted melange - merry and melancholy.
My pen’s prophetic,
authentic,
inadequate.
Hazel eyes that ponder divinity:
See the world.
See God through the world.
See the people.
Empathize with earthly beings.
Fall to my knees.
Seek inspiration.
Grab it with gusto.
Don’t wait for the brain to catch up.
I observe the peculiarities in my familiar space.
I often hide behind the blinds.
Occasions, work, and friends -
push me out into the serendipitous sun and clouds.
Clench books on dusty shelves.
Throw them into a shopping cart -
they’re all free.
Attempt to organize floaters -
those iotas, that crystallize,
to form a complete thought.
Exhaustive concordance of my travels -
violets, forget-me-knots, tulips,
and fear and sorrow
The viscous web of grandiose heights -
zip lines, edge of mountains, glacier treks.
Falling...falling back on my knees.
Confident? Conceited?
A poet - that’s me.
And ideas materialize -
with family and strangers,
life and death.
The affectation of emotion, pondered.
Like a journalist, I report roller-coaster happenings.
You see, I used to merely have an emotion,
get comfortable in its chair.
Now I play with it,
craft my joy or despair.
The mirror cracks -
my reflection
as I grow wizened,
with a chromatic symphony
of mystique.
UPSIDE DOWN
inverted, topsy-turvy
unhinging, disorienting, confusing
puzzle, somersault; details, viscera
twisting, wearing, turning
front to back, socks
INSIDE OUT
written October 10, 2021
Inside Out
The mighty mitochondria make ATP,
Without which there’d be no you or no me.
From glucose, bonds break and energy flows,
Through various molecules, energy goes.
From foods that you once eventually ate,
ADP gets another phosphate.
It can reproduce when only one,
(But all by itself, that can’t be much fun.)
The round DNA in them that is found,
Is the same as bacteria that today are around.
But it still retains its original way,
And replicates with its own DNA.
Ribosomes also, like bacteria’s of course.
Of their proteins, they are the source.
The ribosomes that it uses to make its protein,
Are just like bacteria’s, when close up are seen.
And these proteins, they are very old,
Like those of bacteria, so we are told.
Two membranes it has and the problems that posed,
Until the thought, it was once phagocytosed.
The bacterium was phagocytized, no lysosome engaged,
They started living together with no one enraged.
And because at the start, the lysosome did fail,
Now two membranes remain to suggest this tale.
And so it is true,
With chloroplasts too.
The same type of tale,
Just not being pale.
These are plain green,
And easily seen.
From sunlight and carbon they make a compound,
That their mitochondria can then break down.
For their mitochondria work just the same,
To make ATP, the name of the game.
Endosymbiosis is the name of the game,
Many people don’t get it and that’s a real shame.
It’s more than just two things living together,
It made them both quite different and better.
A few billion years past, both were living,
A cell and bacterium, each one giving.
What does it matter, why do we care?
Because with endosymbiosis, evolution does share.
The bacterium had talent in making ATP,
And became mitochondria in both you and me.
Beauty from the Inside-Out
We have searched for unfading and true beauty in unsearchable places.
It is unfortunately to most of us, we have ears but cannot hear-we have eyes but we cannot see
We have become nonentities due to ideas and influence that persuaded us that beauty is the outward appearance, short skirts, makeup’s, high heel shoes, hip stars and all that.
We have been fooled and still perpetuating in outer of reality,
But now I understand, that the creator of beauty, knows its purpose and he defines its source and function, This is the Beauty is from the inside-out.
You are beautiful-I see your beauty from inside–out, my African Queen, yes you are beautiful
I have searched for unfading and true beauty, from mountain to the highest mountain, from the sea to the deepest sea. The beauty that is premier and brighter to lighten my dark moments and my dark path, The beauty that can never be influenced by western cultures, civilization or globalization, the beauty of African Queen. - Original from its birth, its quality and value never diminish, It Can never be bought, neither can it be sold, it is priceless……And only attained by them that understand its source. This is the beauty from the inside-out
You are beautiful-I see your beauty from inside–out, my African Queen, yes you are beautiful
I have searched for unfading and true beauty for decades; Finally, I have arrived at its source,
You are beautiful; don’t let them lie to you, perfect as you beyond man, s imagination
Fearful and wonderfully made, divinely designed just to be you-as you are-on other
How beautiful you are! My Darling, your pure heart spritz forth to the outside,
Your heartbeat speaks the mystery language only known in the world of True Love,
Your eyes behind your veil are as white as dove’s, bringing out the message from the inside.
Your mouth speaks forth the words of healing from the inside to the broken hearted. Your lips drop sweetness and entice me to deep heavenly kisses. Milk and Honey are under your tongue; Your legs describe the pillars of joy to my soul. Your body is like polished Ivory-decorated with diamond and gold, Oh My love, Oh my love-you have the beauty from the inside-out.
You are beautiful-I see your beauty from inside–out, my African Queen, yes you are beautiful
Hi princess sparkling treasure
always touching forever beautiful
hearing from you a song sings
Thinking of you all the time dreaming
each message looking upon your crowning beauty
Tonight I smiled looking into a pearly white moon face
Full dreams around you darling
picture perfect in my mind
I will with love, open my heart and soul to you
When darling your arrow pierced the heart
Cupid you play with all strings
picture shining out from the dark
A Hollywood star in my eyes
with your smile feelings of being touched
by wings of an angel warm
Purest lady of light smiling
diamond cut gem
as you bowl me over in heartbeats
birth, creation, dark, death, earth, history, metaphor
OUTSIDE-IN---INSIDE OUT! © TANKA
Very green flushed carpets
Sky blue azure topped ceilings
Tree branched sofa chairs
Mirror sea rippling four walls
Windows and doors shut!
REBIRTH! © TANKA
Infant birthing new
Into mankind-likened modes
Start fresh from homed sights
Cultured to suckle blind
On natures ‘tested’ recollected notes
Left ‘one on one’ in thought sense!
Earth’s Time Shares © TANKA
Earth imploding ‘noted’
Fished from science scales to date
Attention everyone
Demise for man’s brutal act
Shrinks to pin-head size!
MARKED SPACES! © TANKA
Caterwauling winds
Float the once settled landfills
Forming 'blocks' of sand
Balanced on set place-mats
Dwindle down to nothings.
A LITTLE SALT PLEASE! © TANKA
Salt beds remain ‘still’
Air-dried salt mines reap
Sea tides, air-dried onto land
Leave the needed salt shares
Flavour 'salted' dressings over time
Enhance life’s food plate!
FORMIDABLE THOUGHT! © TANKA
Too many thoughts stockpile
Hanging words staged 'left'
Rehashed until spent
Sending 'mood-eating’ topics
To announce ‘inner’ moon ‘tides’!
work
SHARED AIMS! © TANKA
Unity bids man
Into work managed mindsets
Oiling the forces ‘toil’
Producing metal and brawn
Empires bleed open!
SET STRIDES © TANKA
Brain building 'strides' learnt
Leg and body builds in time
All in a heady breath count
Balanced events mate
Affecting lifespan!
Inside Out Upside Down
There are times, at least once every day,
when I seem to be turned inside out,
when life itself seems to get in my way.
My mind is cluttered, clouded with doubt.
My decisions have flipped me upside down,
wearing the saddened smile, so out of place
on the painted facade of a circus clown
who stood on his head to draw on his face.
I'm floating in space, caught in a safety net.
Spinning through time, clockworks inside out,
Yet, I'm not out of control for I've no regret
for walking the path of my chosen route.
On a sandy bank, a fish out of water.
There's a place to park, but it's upside down
a parking meter, but I can't find a quarter
groaning inside, but I can't hear a sound.
I'm stuck at the top of a Ferris wheel
feet dangling, but I'm touching the ground.
My heart is numb, so how is it I feel?
My emotions have turned me upside down.
I keep buying tickets for the roller coaster ride.
Should I get off? Suddenly I'm filled with doubt.
Not yet. I've just had a thought that's inspired!
Soiled laundry is clean when worn inside out.
Unable to move, as though suspended in air
shirt is wrinkled and turned inside out
ignored the label marked 'handle with care
removing the wrinkles is what life's all about.
Because of the decision to give love a chance
The smiles I wore turned into frowns.
Life out of step, but I'm learning to dance.
I can dance to the rhythm, even upside down.
When the prize
Seeks for the price,
Afraid of the cuts
It would cost
When the cub refuses to roar;
The lion in him crawls to soar
When the antidote shys from being used,
Her worth is only abused
When the heroine seat with arms fold;
The enemies stand with the morning on hold
Alas! Defeat has bitten so hard
Now ready to play the action card,
To be the arrow in the bow;
The seed of change I must sow.
YESTERDAY TURNED INSIDE-OUT BY DOUBT
There once was the past
A past that couldn’t last
Nor to fasten fast
There once was a yesterday
A yesterday that said yes to the merriment in the middle of the month of May
Yesterday
There once were dreams
Dreams misbegotten by misery and maudlin moonbeams
There were dreams
There once were hopes
Hopes reigned in by unrelenting ropes
There once was a tomorrow
A tomorrow tumultuous and tormented by sorrow
There once came an end
An end when beauty and a beast came to blend
And then there is today
A tawdry today
A today torturous and tremulous by nature and way
Yes, that is, indeed………..
An indiscreet today
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•I am a pen, not an artist nor a Poet,
•We're all slaves like Israelites from Egypt,
•They try to be red like a matured Scarlet,
•Let's all join together like foods on a Plate,
•Why should we Differ like Millet or Separate?
•Let's come back to reality before this is Late.
•The country of Zambia our God gave unto Us,
•And all this misery will all comes to pass,
•We should not point out fingers onto one another,
•Or else we'll be judged on the coming of our Father,
•And during sunset, we share sorts of complaints,
•Crying out loud on top of our Voices,
•Forgetting that our God image the Huge sacrifices,
•We take that simple and count it worthless.
•Take this time to thank the LORD of LORDS,
•Cos It's too painful seeing poor street kids,
•See people being taken by this Animal called AIDs,
•It really hurts a lot I say this sharply like Blades.
•Let's come to job Stuffs,
•Corruption is the only Path,
•Following of the Qualifications doesn't work till Enough,
•But our own money is stolen by members of Staff,
•We must all control this before it turns into a wrath,
•Am not all perfect, but what am saying is the truth.
•Our Dear God must see us through all this misery,
•He can not let go of us and sure about this totally,
•His mercy works upon us and I say this merely,
•There's no need of hiding, or saying this secretly,
•I rest all my case and I stand here firmly,
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Take me to Crete,
or take me to Rhodes
Please Mediterranean
me in my soul
Salt me in waters
which lapped at the feet
of every sentinel
army's defeat
Blue me in atmospheres
sun up my core
Forgetting me there
makes me just want it more
Take me to Rhodes,
or take me to Crete
Please Mediterranean
me to complete...
TING means “thing” said she who masquerades as my niece with the tongue stud and nose ring.
We used to put them in our ear, now they put them anywhere
BRAH is new for “bro” and does not have to be of your blood
Normal requirements would be a pit bull, mountain bike and hood
YOLO, now this one got me at first but after a minute
My niece stated that It means “you only live once” innit
BEEF easy, something you eat with veg and a roast spud
Nope, its full blown Armageddon and he's after your blood
BOUNCE means to go, scram, leave, nothing to do with up and down
I’m bouncing man, I'm off, gonna hit the town
Butters, she is butters man, nice fit body but ugly mush with no desire
We used to say you don't look at the mantle piece when you are poking the fire
HENCH, body building broadness, with or without the need of a gym
But if you don't lift the weights or drink the glucose protein, then stay forever slim
DENCH, relating to girls, cool, nice, fit, pretty, awesome, even a bit slow
I wouldn't mind giving her one, once or twice, what say you BRO
SWAG or be a SWAGGER is, self with egotistic attitude and pose
We have all met them and they get right up your nose
LEGEND is one who has done something "sick" which means "cool" at school
Like pouring Hydrochloric acid on a stool or pissing in the pool
JARRING not as some think, like pickling onions or even jam
Its your getting in my face and your gonna get a SLAM, which at a hunch is a punch
BOOM, is losing in a verbal battle, your argument has hit the floor
There are millions of them but I will give you just one more
OWNED is when someone has bored the ballocks of you all day with some shite story that just got worsen
Then you retaliate with a really cool one which means you own that person
DENCH! hey
Hummingbird hardly heard,
airily, merrily
extraordinarily
effortless floating, near
weightless transparency,
seemingly without the
slightest of care.
Urgent persistency,
terribly panicky,
frenzied and frantic, she's
burning through energy
rapidly, hungrily;
precise machinery
executes there.
Mallard so lazily,
buoyantly floating on
glassy flat waters, he
glides on the surface, and
wanders unhurriedly,
conveying contentment,
trivial feat.
Feet like a bicycle
furious pedaling,
splendidly, swimmingly,
chasing and fishing, he's
hungrily hunting and
ready to eat.