Best Lachrymal Poems
Breathe my love, for I breathe for you
Thru cyan skies and oceans bathing blue
Speak my love, for I lonely listen for you
Vivacious vivid voices of a sensuous spew
Dream my love, for I only dream of you
Lavish green meadows in the morning dew
Sing my love, for I symphonically sing for you
With Angelic ambiance within heavens view
Cry my love, for I calamitously cry for you
Lachrymal layers of our binding brew
Dance my love, so I may dance with you
In melodic moonlight that I may woo
Love, my love, so I may love with you
Through echoing eternity just the two.
June.23.2017
Trust Me Baby This Is Love - Contest
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose
Categories:
lachrymal, longing, love, romantic,
Form:
Sonnet
Walking corridors of derailed delusions
I welcome my created confined confusions
For I am lost in phantom night...
I dance with demons deploying death
Desirous destruction of my life’s last breath
Consciously cocooned manic moonlight...
A bipolar bliss within tangled time
Waiting for a savior of an angels chime
For I am lost in phantom night...
Secluded silences in a whirlpool of winter
My starving soul soaked in a lachrymal linger
Tormented tears taking fatalistic flight...
Only God knows where I am
Devoured by lions this gentle lamb
Farewell to this nefarious night...
June.07.2017
God Knows Where I Am - Contest
Sponsored by: craig cornish
Categories:
lachrymal, abuse, depression, loneliness,
Form:
Rhyme
Three crosses stood still that faithful day
As the skies sadly wept a guilted grey
On the highest hill they would be seen
By Roman ruled eyes that did demean
The middle cross covered in rustic red
Where the calamitous Christ’s blood sacrificed shed
The lachrymal lamb dies for our shameless sins
As the whispering winds wind and the sky dims
The christened cross made thus Divine
For the Christ awaits Ascension to His Holy shrine
The weathered wood of dogmatic Destiny
Dexterously dismantled while bereaving blessedly
The Christ carefully put in a timeless tomb
With His Loving Light creates a new womb.
March.26.2016
A Happy Easter
From (:^WW^:)
Categories:
lachrymal, celebration, christian, destiny, easter,
Form:
Sonnet
While I gaze in your eyes, cool cerulean blue,
Sifting night, straining stars through morning’s sweet dew,
I can fathom the depths of empyreal skies,
Angels fluttering by, riding wild butterflies
While I gaze in your eyes, changing, aqua-blue greening,
I’m sucked into chasms, cascading, careening,
And yield to enticements which meekly disarm,
Seeping virtuous beauty, sad sensuous charm
While I gaze in your eyes, bleeding fiery blue
Ever tempting with treasures, with pleasures for two,
Being caught at the core of a blazing sapphire
Possessing, enthralling, aflame with desire
While I gaze in your eyes, misty emeralds, deep green,
Veiling laughter and banter, and echoes between,
Then I dream, so it seems, in whatever the place,
Of your scent, of your breath, of your radiant face
While I gaze in your eyes, at times placidly blue,
Near’ as calm as the weirs in the woods all bedewed,
Forty winks relegate to a shimmering lake,
Gently floating on lilies, while waiting to wake
While I gaze in your eyes, caught engulfed in the greens
And consigning my fate unto verdant ravines,
My reactions, at length, become shyer and shyer
Reminiscent of ravens at risk in the briar
While I gaze in your eyes, restless, hesitant blues
Overwhelming sensations with turbulent hues,
I’m succumbing to waves of a storm battered sea,
Being cast like a plank, never meant to be free
While I gaze in your eyes, shadowed, Midnight Lake green
Glowing hazy with dreams, misty thoughts so serene,
Sudden silence befalls me, a fast sinking stone,
Looming lost in your eyes, I am never alone
While I gaze in your eyes, saddened, lachrymal blue,
Spilling trickles of rain, pearls obscuring your view,
I’ll attend to your anguish and feelings morose,
Lightly kissing your tears, touching, holding you close
While I gaze in your eyes, pulsing infinite green
Of the earth and of heaven and all in between,
It is simple to see that my hands can hold all
Of the treasures I find which so humbly enthral
While I gaze in your eyes, when they’re bountifully blue,
I’m reminded, love’s lightning is granted to few...
While I gaze in your eyes, when they’re blindingly green,
I’m reminded, love’s lightning cannot be foreseen...
Yet I hope... and I wait...
Categories:
lachrymal, love,
Form:
Rhyme
My Blue Angels, illuminaries of incandescent light for they frolic between non-existence and temporal time. As they prance amidst the spatiotemporal stars I can see through them for they are magnificent creatures. Like cherubic cannon balls accelerating the alluring ardent air they swing and sway amongst the twilight realms, upon symphonies of strings sighing. This was the day I was born. Now as I gaze at their glittering glare my lachrymal luminaries in a symphonic staccato stance. This was the day they returned me home.
like the brilliant sun
irradiating beauties
my own blue angels
Aug.22.2019
Angels Danced Poetry
Sponsored by: Lu Loo
N/A for contest
Categories:
lachrymal, angel, birth, home,
Form:
Haibun
Warring wounded Warriors winded,
as they stand by the blood-stained shore;
Battalions breathily bruised and bended,
as they begin to march on for more…
Evil encounters evolve and enslave,
for their conquering captains do command;
As demons devour and deprave,
decompositional defaults within their demand.
Lachrymal lonely landscapes lament,
as deceptions and illusions take control;
Edacious entombment evokes,
evil incarnates infiltrating the immortal soul…
Weapons of war wager wild,
armored ambient angels lift their golden swords;
Egocentric evil must be exiled,
as we recover and resurrect for history records.
July.10.2020
Warrior Poetry
Sponsored by~ Silent One
Placed 2'nd...Thank You
Categories:
lachrymal, conflict, evil, god, war,
Form:
Alliteration
THE NEW JERUSALEM
THE FIRST STANZA
Have thou ever seen such a concordance?
A new relation between man and beast
For beyond these hostile hills lies a place where the boisterous Bacchus feast
Imagine the fruits of Adam grow on a common tree
Where all would merry, ebony and ivory
Slave and free
Imagine the seven rivers meet at a widen strait
For today good has triumph over evil
Love burns up hate
The New Jerusalem is not a truce between Zion and Arabia.
Nor is it the fall of another great wall
It is not the end to man’s vicious battles fought with monstrous infernos, sulphur and thunder
But it encompasses all
THE SECOND STANZA
Have thou ever seen such an enterprise?
Where the stars would rejoice
For the lachrymal clouds would start to sing and dance at the slightest hearing of the voice
Oh! Pure ecstasy! Elysium devour me please
For a lamb has made it so
Imagine a land replenished with trees, gardens and lakes
Where untold pearls and diamonds grow
Imagine the Pandora’s box once unlocked now thrown into its abysmal grave
For a thousand pieces of silver, gold and mace
Is no equal to the deeds of the brave
The New Jerusalem is not the new –found romance between Babylonia and the Eagle.
Nor is it the coalescence of Prussia
It is all that is said and will be said
And not the rebirth of Russia
By Akanbi Olusegun
Copyright 2003.
Categories:
lachrymal, political
Form:
Ballad
Where Love Has Never Gone Before
...the legacy of a poet...
A man is not a man until his love becomes idolatrously immense
Since time began, his love eagerly evolved with his ideal intense
Now in suspended animation, his love spirally stagers in suspense
Within his venal violation, the Angels will deliberate in his defense
I, a simple poetic voice, shall take love thru the divergence of mind
Upon its choice, the viral verses shall reach the calamitous confined
Be love a black hole, or be it a quintessent quasar an astral aligned
Take a journey of soul, as love elaborates the embryonal of remind
Welcome to love’s eternal eclipse, where reflections of reality reminisce
Realms of refractiles in bliss as the Supernovae combust in a chaotic kiss
Words of love through dimensional drift of hellion holes and heavens lift
Descending with love in a demons shift ascending admits a seraph’s swift
Phasing thru portals of terrestrial time, beams of light of maximum prime
Exploiting love, a new paradigm, celestial symphonies’ in chambers chime
As love exponentially expands, touching multi-verses and lachrymal lands
Within the frozen fires, it withstands, landing upon seraphical sacred sands
The voices of love must be heard, of heavens and hells the winding word
Be it in the solitudes forever blurred, or melodic musicals of the songbird
For now, it silently sails in morning view, nestled of night by natures crew
Thus it is time to bid adieu, by the one word that has brought me to you.
June.20.2018
My Muse, Mortal
Sponsored by: Gregory R Barden
Categories:
lachrymal, destiny, journey, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Why should I dream?
Of a time locked in the breeze
The mesmerizing violence of your touch
A tempest bated in anticipation
You, a delicate carnation,
Withering in my hand
In the torrents of our ancient dance
Now you stand in front of me
Like a sandstorm in my face
This maelstrom washed memory
Tell me why should I dream?
Of your moans in the moons gleam
And our highs in the firelight
That ushered your flight oh firefly
And your goodbyes that tinged the night
Those lachrymal ancient nights
Now you stand in front of me
The firefly of my dreams
On these tear-soaked dusty streets
Oh, these dusty streets
Where my dreams of you never ceased
Like the steps we lost in the dust
And you leaving, like a sudden gust
On that windy November day
That rain-soaked memory, dust to clay
And now you stand in front of me
I wonder, where did your firelight lead?
You firefly of my dreams
Now you stand in front of me
Ready to awake my dreams
On these dust-filled streets
With November stolen kisses
Igniting memories committed to dust
On these streets that we called home
Now you stand in front of me
What happened to my dreams?
Categories:
lachrymal, lost love, memory, nostalgia,
Form:
Free verse
Atmospheres of the weary tears that flow through the river Styx
Bonded by the watchful eye for Hades is in the molten mix
Cerberus is in his bliss as he watch’s the grotesque gates of hell
Death becomes as it nocturnally numbs the souls underneath its spell
Eurynomos watching rotting corpse’s aromas of the dying dead
Ferryman extends his hand, Charon’s purse must be faithfully fed
Grimly graves in massive waves of victims frivolously falling in
Hell awaits with open gates as the pandemonium does begin
Ignominious retreat for those that would repeat many lifetimes
Jagged rivers edge for those who would wedge their cunning crimes
Kabbalistic rituals leave their residuals as the underworld is overflowing
Lachrymal souls never reach their goals even in their constant crowing
Many do make it as the rest can’t shake it, to outrun the rivers grasp
Necromantic wizards cross the rivers to help undo the candescent clasp
Odysseus in his cunning shall be stunning the querulous Queen as he planned
Persephone in her majesty rigidly rules the underworld by candid command.
In Greek Mythology...a river that forms the boundary between Earth and the Underworld (the domain often called Hades, which also is the name of its ruler)
Cerberus...often called the "hound of Hades", is a monstrous multi-headed dog, who guards the gates of the underworld, preventing the dead.
Eurynomos...was the netherworld daimon (spirit) of rotting corpses dwelling in the Underworld.
Charon...is the ferryman of Hades who carries souls of the newly deceased across the rivers Styx...for a price(coins)
Odysseus...hero of Homer's epic poem the Odyssey...was a frequent visitor.
Persephone...was the daughter of Zeus and Demeter, and the queen of the underworld. She was abducted by Hades.
Sept.03.2016
Alphabet Soup - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kim Merryman
Categories:
lachrymal, analogy, deep, evil, mythology,
Form:
Couplet
Digressive Death
Deflected by summer’s breeze
Find me fallen upon my knees
Now it’s time for a pensive prayer
To let go thoughts thru abrasive air
Digressive death, I will weepingly awaken
To search the heavens that have forsaken
Longing for love within the internal light
Drenched in darkness of nocturnal night
To cries of anguish we must respond
Lachrymal lure of Satan’s spawned
Lucid layers of decaying dreams
Suffocating silences in strangled screams
Incongruent idols, immaculate imagery
Fallen angels of beguiling brilliancy
Treasured tombs that satiate the soul
Amongst wandering winds, on midnight's stroll.
Jan.23.2017
The Poet And I - Contest
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose
Categories:
lachrymal, betrayal, dark, longing,
Form:
Quatrain
Endless Love
In its symmetrical beauty lies the vivacious void
Where stars and moons have been deployed
For within love there is neither time nor space
Only euphoric eternity in its perpetual peaceful place
Starlight of twilight in a twinkle of an eye
Love keeps expanding as we microbially multiply
There is more to love than what we know
No binding boundaries in its everlasting glow
Where angels silently scatter to idolatrously intensify
That tangible touch that love can losslessly liquefy
In its loving light you are comforted beyond measure
In its saliferous shadow there is great displeasure
For the lachrymal cries of love's controlled
Hell awaits in its deception like fool's gold.
I'm not putting down love...but sometimes it can be a bit deceiving lol
Nov.13.2016
FOOL'S GOLD - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Painting...acrylic on canvas by same poet
This painting was commissioned by my mom...she is ill at the moment
Reproduction of Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema...Ask Me No More
A Dutch painter of special British denizenship. 1836 – 1912
Slightly altered...I hope he won't mind lol...
Categories:
lachrymal, betrayal, love, relationship,
Form:
Sonnet
When the Heavens Fall
The devious despotic dark ones shall descend
Riding sullen stallions to this hell will attend
Bringing with them fire and fear, a ballistic blend
Rulers of Lords and Kings, tyranny will impend
The sun will stop shining, the darkness shall extend
The forsaken have fallen and thus set the trend
Shivering silence no human can comprehend
Lachrymal lashes through weeping walls shall transcend
Cathedrals of condemnation, priests will pretend
Impetuous entombment, Angels must defend
Disjunctive destruction the demons do contend
Illumination and damnation, battle's END.
MP3...The Four Horsemen...by Metallica
Jan.12.2017
12 by 12 Monorhyme - Contest
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Categories:
lachrymal, conflict, dark, death,
Form:
Monorhyme
The deceivers play with the receivers
The fakers are all the takers
The greedy abuse on the needy
The sheep are prey for the wolves to keep
Abortion a contortion of a fast fix
Killing for the willing just for kicks
Rape an escape for the twisted
The abandoned are underhanded and blacklisted
Love afloat on an Angel’s wing
As the earth does carousingly cry
The birds still joyfully sing
As the lachrymal watch us die
The heavens are full of laughter
When the saddened get never after
Rise you children of the dark
For it is time for you to embark.
A dust bowl for the rust soul
The care free shall stare and see
The huddled hurt within the cuddled dirt
For we must minister to the sinister.
Rhyme scheme...
1 Stanza...aa,bb,cc,dd
2 Stanza...aab,ccb,dde,ffe
3 Stanza...a,b,a,b
4 Stanza...a,a,b,b
5 Stanza...abab,cdcd,efef,gg
Aug.22.2016
Five Rhyming Stanza's - 5 only - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Broken Wings
Categories:
lachrymal, abuse, anti bullying, betrayal,
Form:
Rhyme
Withering wandering waves of a wasted will
The Nomad stands in solace within the silent still
Universal laws that lock and securely seal
Metaphorical minds that soon rebelliously reveal
Lachrymal light years that have gallantly gone
Pensive prisons meticulously molding a mortal pawn
Methodical madness mocking a soulless vessel
Where the deceived desiccated lie numbly nestled
A spirit stimulated by satiated slings and arrows
Barely escaping the narcotized narcissistic narrows
Vigilant valorous voids pleasingly passing through
To help distill the poisoned biotic bacterial brew
In the realms of the Nomadic turbulent tribes
Stands one alone with votive vibrational vibes.
June.08.2016
For Contest...
DISTANT THINGS...By John Lawless
Categories:
lachrymal, analogy, conflict, emotions, identity,
Form:
Sonnet