Best Lavishes Poems


Premium Member Midas Touch

~Do Not Trust a Word, He Says~

He speaks of sunken treasures the way no other man 
The map of his essence is drawn in the stars 
His smile of gold ride out the waves 
The moon is pulled by the prestige of his masculine art 
With great pleasure, your heart now sits in a glass case 

His love lavishes making every moment memorable
This gentleman cultivates you from every direction 
Your blood rises to his flirtatious ego 
His eyes, manipulate you, invade every dream, 
Endless lust, pulled by the enigma of dragon dust wind 
Falling flowers of forgetfulness, when lost in his touch 
He endures, he breathes in ways you can't resist 

Uttered words easily wrap around your heart 
In a game of trust, his lips persuade another kiss 
Like a syndrome, you babble and drool ---- stepping all over yourself 
You are naught more than a fool in love, 
Trusting and believing every golden word spoken from his lip

~I LOVE YOU~

( A Poet Destroyer Collection)

Premium Member Philosopher's Stone

Do Not Trust a Word, she says

She speaks of sunken treasures the way no one else does
The map to her heart is drawn by the sun
Her smile of gold ride out the waves
The moon attracted by the prestige of her glowing art
With great pleasure, your heart now sits in a glass case

Her love lavishes making every moment memorable.
This lovely lady cultivates you in every way
Your blood rises to her flirtatious demand,
Her eyes, hypnotize, invade every dream,
Endless lust, pulled by the enigma of dragon dust wind
Falling flowers of forgetfulness, when lost to her spell
She lives, she breathes your ribs in

Words were spoken, now wrapped around your heart
In a game of trust, her kiss hushes your lips
Like a syndrome, you babble and drool ----stepping all over yourself
You are nothing more than a fool in love, 
Trusting and turning every word she says into gold


~I LOVE YOU~

( A Poet Destroyer Collection)
© Skat A  Create an image from this poem.

Footsteps

Footsteps

	         Footsteps

		          On the ground…..
Lightly

	Stepping

		Without a sound…..

Tears are
					Falling

						As oceans sigh…..
The sun is

          Descending

                   In her eyes…

The waters stretched their surrounding arms
Caressing her precious prints with their saline charms
Smoothing her past—an exhalation at last
As legacy lavishes the flight of her path

Withering and draining, absorbed in the sand
Are the tears she once shed—no longer does she stand
In kneeled acceptance her deep pulse unwinds
As her melodious voice falters in the plague that binds

In her serenest solitude have I kept her close
As those streams do crash upon my heart-burdened coast
I listened to her sing—as the sickness rose
Like the tide’s sudden descent, oh how life suddenly goes!

Footsteps
Footsteps
					Heavy now……….

							Carry her

								To bury her

										In the ground……….
													Oceans
		In motions

			 WAVES//COLLIDE

…..Someone beautiful…..
 …..…..now has died……….

………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….


Premium Member He Won'T Fit Inside a Church

He won’t fit inside a church
He won’t fit inside a thought
He won’t fit inside a hope
Yet He fits inside a heart

He is light and He is love
He lavishes us, each one, with good
He restores us when we doubt
He reminds us we can always surmount
The enemies that seems to cloud
Our joy, our hope, our inspiration
The feelings that create in us
A grace that rains down His love

He won’t fit inside a dream
He won’t fit inside a house
He won’t fit inside a song
Yet He will fit inside the soul

He is the wonder that leads us on
The feeling of promise that teaches our hearts
The beauty and joy of knowing His love
Abides within us, where He will fulfill us
He is the kindness and the strength
That brings us beyond all the sorrow and grief
He destroys the darkest dread, despair
Reassures our hearts that we always have a prayer

He won’t fit inside a star
He won’t fit inside a cathedral
He won’t fit inside a religion
Yet, He will fit inside the spirit

He is wise and He is trustworthy
His light reflects the peace that is His
Sign – His crest – His insignia that suggests
He knows our hearts, our souls, our spirits
He tears down all the walls we’ve built
With our worries, our fears and our suspicions
He shows us how to love, unconditionally, completely
With a love that He inspires, rousing inside
The one who knows He is the answer to each prayer
The reason for our desires, our hopes, our dreams
The reason for our joy, our kindness, our faith
The reason for a love that lives throughout eternity

He won’t fit inside a mind
But He will fit inside a life!




1 Kings 8:27 (KJV) – But will God indeed dwell on the earth? Behold, the heaven and heaven of heavens cannot contain thee; how much less this house that I have builded?

Joy of the Lord

Oh to experience the joy of the Lord, it is an indescribable feeling
That precious touch of His presence that lingers in good times and bad
He gives me beauty for ashes and strength where my human efforts fail
I confidently testify that the blood of Christ prevails.

He lavishes me with good gifts, and with talents to bring him glory
Joy in Him allows me to truly love my neighbours as I love myself
His joy brings peace and deliverance and His love is new every morning
I live to proclaim His name and represent Him in every way.

Oh to experience the joy of the Lord; It is a personal encounter 
For God delights in the way I praise and adore Him 
His glory envelopes me and fills my heart with gladness
I bask in His grace, love and His mercy towards me

What an awesome blessing to be a child of a King; I am royalty.
When I am weak and feeble, He makes me strong
True strength comes only from Jesus Christ who gives joy and makes everything alright.

Premium Member Happy Valentines Day

My Dearest Little Sister, Hope this finds YOU and YOURS Healthy and High in
the Spirit. Happy Valentines             Day            Flowers, Candlelight Dinner
would have said chocolate                 !                 but I think YOU said to me
YOU don't eat chocolate                                         maybe a Family portrait
Kisses from big brother                                         Hugs from a big brother
You will ALWAYS be my                                          Sweet Little Valentine
MAY GOD'S LOVE BLESS                                        YOU this Valentines Day
Blessings all that You LO                                    VE, hold dear and Cherish
As Sun Rose this Morning                                 I felt the warmth of your hand
Look past the rising Sun I                              see a Sister's Loving Smile
I feel  little sister's embrace                         as I also embrace Mandy
Tear of Love fall from my eyes                   A desire to cross the big Pond
A VALENTINES DAY Handshake               To my Brother in Law
The man that lavishes Love upon        My Sister, Mandy Tams
To ALL of You My BELOVED FAMILY    Here on POETRYSOUP
May LOVE surround each and Every ONE. HAPPY VALENTINES DAy


A Criminal Child

A criminal child.

    


    A criminal child,what could be more annoying?
    Daily he fails the excellence of the cradle:
    His school fee he spends in beer parlour
    The hostel bill he  lavishes in the city casino,
    The cheque for books he exchanges in brothel.

   A criminal child,what could be more annoying ?
   He joins his gang to rob and flog his dad,
   He loots mum’s wardrobe for precious jewel,
   He goes under his mask and rapes his sister,
   He prays daily for their deaths to take control.

   A criminal child, what could be more annoying ?
   He turns his father to tenant in the house he built,
   He turns his mother to a staff in the firm she owned,
   He makes their cars memories of things of past,
   Their wardrobes now rags like falling banana leaves.

   A criminal child, what could be more annoying ?
   Every knock at the door takes them to firing square :
   Police they think, what again could he have done ?
   He puts tears on father’s cheeks hour by hour
   He implants sorrow in mother’s heart everyday.

  A criminal child, what could be more annoying  ?
  The prime’s toils  he squeezes down the drain,
  Though like horses they run, they lose the race ,
  While they snore in dreams, their waking hour is void;
  What can be more annoying than antics of a criminal child?



User’s name     : Kayod5.
Contest’s name: What annoys you.
Sponsor            : Frank H.

Premium Member Gracious Grace

Gotta Love Alliteration 5-21-24
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Gracious Grace

Endless effervescence of grace,
In riots of radiance, infected by innocence,
Seeks out the heart harassed by humiliation –
Wrapped in sleepless shrouds of incensed worry –
When alliterations of angst plunder soiled spirits with pandemonium
Grace, the eternal romantic, lavishes love.

Purity, born of playful purity,
Tames tempests of melancholy mistrals
As midnight murmurs into dawn’s jubilant joy
As dusky dews flow from fountains of forgiveness
With eternal elixirs from the everlasting
For the pensive plea of the penitent pilgrim.

Grace sings the ageless anthem of sweetest sanctuary
In honeyed breaths for the hobbled heart to inhale
Ever abiding loveliness, always in ascent, 
Tingling with tenderness, opening soldered seas of sin,
Miracle made manifest in majestic melody
With promises penned in poems of peacefulness.

Consummation

Peacefully playful he pleasantly progresses
Wistfully wishful she whispers sweet willingness
Mystically mindful he mesmerized motionless
Lustfully lying she lavishes loveliness
Together they create triumphant tenderness



(In Dactyllic Tetrameter)
4/27/2016

Im So Much Better For the Magna Carta

I’m So Much Better for the Magna Carta

I feel so much better for the Magna Carta,
Can trace atheism and humanism’s roots, 
Can define that moment of clarity, 
When individualism and free-thinking were to rule and roost; 
I know the time philosophy changed, 
From people as state/monarchy property, 
To making their liberty into the king’s concern,  
When the law became a place of security. 

I can comprehend the specifics of the document, 
To state common folks rights and chattels, 
Can accept it needed barons, church and king, 
To agree to certain terms and conditions;
Can reason why god was upheld as lawful,
Being the people’s recreation and heart at the time,
Can feel the rush of glad tidings that swept throughout the land,
When all citizens received an existential, fair and equal stand.  

Although politicians and companies stand on their own, 
It's the law that pumps their blood, fuels their fire, 
Makes us feel safe in our much loved homes,  
Cases the achievement of the success story and graduate in gold;
It lavishes love on the inconsolable victim, cold with hurt, 
Pours restraint on the unstable, intending criminal mind,
It encourages all to engage in life with reason and rationality.
And loves with quietness radicals, jostlers and free-thinkers bold.

The Groom Is Longing For His Bride

She comes from her closet
Clad in a pure white gown
The atmosphere has been charged
Joy, peace and love rule the day
All eyes suddenly drawn to one direction
No chance to look down
Lest eyes miss the spectacular scene
The glimpse of the hem of the gown,
Is enough to solicit praise and ululations

The groom awaits his bride
His eyes shine with delight
Longing for His dear bride
Come my fair one, my dove
Come into my arms my love 
All is set for you and me
Shall we dance?

She walks gracefully towards her groom
From her head to her toes speak radiance
The groom has gone through much pain
to woo her,
She is ready to dance
Her heart and mind are serenaded by
her groom’s heavenly melodies

While He still sings
While He still lavishes His bride with love…

Another voice
Another song
Another promise
Another man
The voice of her beloved groom,
becomes distant
She turns around
She dances away
Her gown gets marred by shame
It gets stained by confusion
Her heart has been caught by a strange song
Her used to be spotless gown now has blemishes

The groom looks on,
Eyes filled with tears
A sharp pain pierces His soul
He sacrificed His life for His beloved bride
He is longing for His bride
Oh 
The groom is longing for His dear bride
My love…He pleads…with outstretched arms
Come back, He gently pleads
We can start over
Remember I left my throne and its splendor for your sake
I love you my dove
Come let’s reason together
I still love you
I long to commune with you
Come back my bride...

Premium Member Bella Luna

La bella luna
Lavishes the stone archway 
With the mourning doves
© Rollo West  Create an image from this poem.

She's Not Cheap, He's Not Daft

No lady is cheap and dude's are not fools, the lady you've been chasing for over 12 months was in bed with a guy just three days after they met.

The lady you had in your bed in less than a week, is being chased by another guy for over 18 months. If she sees a quality in you and falls for you, never stand anywhere and say she is CHEAP.

And to the ladies: The guy who lavishes on you never bought even a wristband for his ex. If you are lucky he's so much in love with you, don't think he's a fool.

Don't take him for GRANTED, Don't see any GUY to be a FOOL ,someone being good to you doesn't mean he is fool. Both should learn to appreciate!!!

Have I spoken well?

Carolyn Devonshire

Carolyn Devonshire
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

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Yearning yonder yarns?  Yes?  Yearly yardsticks yield youthful yeas.
Numerous novice nymphs now notice the noble novel with nepotism.  

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Dedicated to Carolyn Devonshire, a great poet, writer, and friend to Soupers.

A Lovely Little Dog

Wonderfully
Intentionally
Lavishes
Love
On
Walkers


Willow

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