Best Lessens Poems
Dark Knight-tress
Underneath
This gown I feel nothing
Silk less feelings
The odor of intimate apparel lessens
Vanity fare from any sun
Warrior of beauty
Where have you gone?
A fortress of gloom
Not even death wants in
Black nail tips
Brownish plum lips
I close my eyes
I see them all
The Shadows
Climbing over my soul
The darken deepens
The stars dim my view
Irremovable makeup
Land becomes an enemy
I become
The Dark Knight-tress
Scolding my next victim
~S~
Categories:
lessens, abuse, dark, evil, fantasy,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
When things get rough
Music takes me away
Whether, notes fall with tears
Or melodies relax me,
I am released from all
That overwhelms me
The music carries me,
When burdens are too heavy
The songs peel away layers of pain
I travel to the place, music takes me
As I listen, the pain lessens
My heart a little lighter
My mind a little clearer
My soul filled with air
In this life I breathe
I can move on with strength
To do what I must do
I look back on my footprints
Impressions of musical notes
Are left shining on my path in life
For every step, music led my way
For every breathe I took,
With each tune I heard
For every tear I cried that healed me
I am alive, with every song to be heard
Heidi Sands
6/10/18
Categories:
lessens, appreciation, life, music,
Form:
Free verse
A woman gave birth to a son
named Justice; he had little fun.
If he wanted to play,
his mama would say,
“But only when Justice is done!”
Poor Justice, from morning till night,
tried hard to do everything right.
By the end of the day,
he still could not play,
for his time to do chores was so tight!
His life was a crime with no play!
We all know that crime doesn’t pay.
But were I in his shoes,
having paid all my dues,
I think I might just run away.
Well, sure enough, Justice did flee
and ended up in Tennessee.
With no place to belong,
he felt sad till along
came a girl who smiled tenderly.
Looking ragged, he asked (with some shame)
if the young girl would tell him her name.
“Can you guess?” said the Miss.
“Here’s a clue. It is this. . .
Those who have me don’t take all the blame.”
The young man did not have a clue
what her name was; it was all new.
He’d never hear of
- yet soon grew to love -
this girl and her charming name too.
Today Justice likes more his life
because this girl lessens his strife.
He learned her name well
when in love he fell
and Mercy he took for a wife!
For the Story Poem Contest Poetry Contest of Carol Eastman
Categories:
lessens, humor,
Form:
Limerick
Is there enough adjectives I can use,
to sew these sensitive sensations to you,
when my dandelion heart is
dense with combustible phrases,
and my sunken soul is weeping
into the weariness of wildfires?
They say beauty can never
be found in the dark,
oblivious to the
vibrancy of neon nights~
streaks of fluorescent flares glaring
above forests of flickering lights,
there iridescent colors run through the
skyline like vast vibratos,
filling my lungs with iridescent phrases
too enigmatic to roll of my tongue.
Yet your flourishing name
flows in flawless
frequencies through
this forsaken surface,
and I wear these wings drenched
in burning fresh-spring waters,
glistening in immeasurable
shades of opalescent feathers,
as the majestic moon still graces
my somber sky with all those
stolen smiles I’ve left unseen,
for I am but a floating spirit just
above demonic halos
that shine so deceptively,
carrying my strength wreathed in
fireflies fortifying
my faceless complexion,
where the only home to
my name is beneath the stars
in the wilderness of your
ambrosial affection,
whilst I keep sprinkling
traces of what is
now left in my empathy
that has been pinioned~
to the grains of gratitude
in gardenia love.
If only you knew, without you,
I’ll be trashed in turmoil,
wrecked in disarray~
you are the poetic reason,
I am an inked poem
woven with an iron quill,
rippling with amorous alliterations
and magnolia metaphors,
as the nightly creatures still lurk
in the shadows of
our twin-flame footprints,
constantly trying to seize
the alluring aurora that lessens
the miles between my electric dusk
and your honeysuckle dawn…
Categories:
lessens, deep,
Form:
Romanticism
He lost his job, now drives a rig.
The pros are small; the cons are big.
A sleeper cab is his abode
on tedious and lonesome road.
In Old West days, a steed he’d mount;
now yellow lines he cannot count.
A steady stream, long have they flowed
on tedious and lonesome road.
A ribbon flat, it sometimes winds,
descends or climbs until he finds
it’s all one constant episode
on tedious and lonesome road.
By some he’s loathed along the path.
For taking space, he’s shown their wrath.
Sparse traffic lessens not his load
on tedious and lonesome road.
He drives and while he drives, he yearns
for life’s return; his stomach churns.
He knows his hope but can erode
on tedious and lonesome road.
For the Solitude Contest of scott thirtyseven
(Some truck drivers have a very hard and lonely life and it's even worse
when they work for companies that couldn't care less about their welfare)
Categories:
lessens, loneliness,
Form:
Kyrielle
Parchment turns yellow in time's orchard,
and colored ink disappears with age.
Written papers crumble into dust,
traveling back to Mother Nature's stage.
Store bought treasures feel the decay
from the invading touch of deadly mold.
Rust caresses with corrosive fingers,
feasting upon the metal bodies of the old.
The dazzling colors of pampered clothing
ebb with the endless load of years.
Stains paint their limp fabrics,
weaving memories of life's fleeting tears.
A human's decaying body accepts
the priceless gifts that noble time brings.
As a troubled youth fades into time's whirlpool,
growing wisdom lessens life's stings.
Categories:
lessens, introspection, life, time,
Form:
Rhyme
" The change of seasons lessens the pain of a loss, but like stars it touches those we love leaving memories no one can steal."Quote by Poet
October Fall submits to December Winter
With its grounds elegant powdery dazzling snow.
Kissing out tears of November rain to enter
Its final arctic breath and pinch of mystic glow.
No two snowflakes are alike upon window sill,
Or wind rhymes that tumbles love unforgotten times.
I search past recollections on curtains lace frill
Bring back bright times as grandfather clock silent chimes.
Memories of things like falling leaves or snowflakes
Evoke a pleasing loving embrace then crumbles
On the anniversary of a loss, does wakes
Utter helplessness as the numb heart beat stumbles.
Winter leaves with no smiles as it makes it its own
Taking the world in its embrace leaving its mark.
Please to see Spring beauty and birds melodic tone
And watch the clouds unfurl across the pressing dark.
October Fall submits to December Winter.
No two snowflakes are alike upon window sill,
Memories of things like falling leaves or snowflakes
Winter leaves with no smiles as it makes it its own.
12/11/2020
Rhyme Pattern -
4 stanzas, 4 lines of abab cdcd efef ghgh,
last verse repeat a, c, e, g lines,
12 syllables per line
Categories:
lessens, loneliness, seasons,
Form:
Rhyme
Something’s in life will always haunt us but sharing lessens the burden
AU-REVOIR DEAREST MUMMY
Hi Mom,
Please switch your computer on,
Wherever you are,
Perhaps you are that
Brilliant star,
That I see every night,
That shines so bright,
What I have to say,
Will not take all day,
But its time I
Recorded on email
A chapter that I’ve ignored
Of my life,
When you were still alive!
I always did cherish,
Our moments together,
I hope you did too,
For I’ve always loved you,
And my secret hope
From a little girl, was
You would never perish!
We were best friends,
It was so wholesome
But after dad died,
And you cried and cried,
You changed,
You were so lonesome,
But you became
A patriarch,
Not a matriarch
As you always had been,
But a bully,
Which truly
Made me very sad,
As I also missed dad!
Unfortunately we
Began to lose touch,
Although I always
Loved you, very much.
For one complete year
I felt so guilty,
For it was so silly,
That it all came to this,
I was unhappy and
One miserable day,
Gave you a hug and a kiss,
Immediately I felt better!
But you got sick
Shortly thereafter,
With dementia,
Every day was
Heart-rending venture!
You became bed-ridden,
But something in
Your lovable confused
Mind lay hidden,
For you always
Recognised me,
And held my hand,
As you lay dying,
And I was left crying!
All I want you to know
Is that I always have
And will always,
Love you so!
Au-revoir dearest Mummy!
Categories:
lessens, love, mother,
Form:
Rhyme
When despair and distraught go hand in hand
When you feel like you're crashing
And there's nowhere to land
You have a soft place to fall.
When agony and defeat are your closest friends
And the river of tears
Never seems to end
You have a soft place to fall.
When family disowns you and casts you aside
And you're desperately seeking a place to hide
Yet fear and lonliness won't subside
You have a soft place to fall.
When evil tempts you and drags you down
When your happy smile turns into a frown
And your energy simply won't rebound
You have a soft place to fall.
When kindness of others brings a tear
And the shoulder you lean on
Lessens your fear
You Found a soft place to fall!
Categories:
lessens, depression, friendship,
Form:
Rhyme
"Witness of You"
by: Eric L. Boddie
Before my own eyes, it has been seen
The true potential of a pair of jeans
Another example of His Wonderful Grace
I'm sure that's why He Dressed it with your face
Bringing it all together along with your frame
The differences between one and one and you and sexy are the same
You define the journey desired by a man's heart
Because the path traveled leads to a place where he and happiness never part
Love and Life are at the essence of your Soul
So Blessed is the man who gets to watch you grow old
Unified with sexy, Beauty dominates your essence
Therefore, all negativity lessens
Vibrancy....radiance....in you, their glow is so relentless
It's just the Power of His Glory, and I am proud to be a witness
Categories:
lessens, beautiful, crush, inspiration, lust,
Form:
Ballad
Starving amber eyes that drink oasis scraps
Thrown from her cast off demeanour to fall
Upon the bare heart scape which formats and maps
The course of true love, or of nothing at all.
I am monkshood drawn, snared willingly onward,
No gaining of ground only losing of grip,
In a faithful disruption clawed inward and outward
For a smile or rebuke in the curl of her lip.
In keeping the secret and living with heartbreak,
Devoured by werewolves invisibly barking,
The madness and sadness, wolfs bane and earthquake,
Life wished away and time made for marking.
Some days it feels like a carnival dying,
With darkness encroached of a consummate skill;
Then others it lessens, the whole world goes flying,
She may want me again, and I plead that she will.
Categories:
lessens, life, loss, love, passion,
Form:
The weary and gloomy moon
Droops alongside confident mountains,
Tries to stay until noon.
Clings to the boundary, slipping down
Being hidden but not wanting to hide.
To time, old moon is bound.
A longing, endless.
Sad moon surrenders to the horizon, daylight lessens.
Less ends of light to grip; reject regress.
Dull moon falls west, sun rises east.
A longing, a chase endless.
The pursuit is a beast.
For the moon craves to collide
With the eternal flame it is infatuated with,
That’s why we see high tides.
The moon’s heart lies in the sea
Becoming swollen
Wanting the sun to see.
The moon, lonely,
Is in love with the sun.
Always has been, always will be.
06 March 2020
Title Chosen: A Lull
Contest: Pick-A-Title, Vol 14-Tristich
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Categories:
lessens, love, moon, sun,
Form:
Tristich
Growing up,my mother loved me with all she had,
Like my teacher,she taught me alot; social behavior;
To my attention,she brought rules of love
In a friendship or relationship or any connection;
Defining a friend as a precious gift from God;
An answer to loneliness,a pill to growing longer;
For a friend brings a smile,lessens your burdens,
And you are set free from stress; your lifespan is lengthened.
She called me her daughter and I called her my mummy,
So she said,
"He who is not faithful and enthusiastic;
Deserving,natural,interested and respectful"
Isn't a friend indeed!
Your buddy ought to look out for you,
Like you were his own flesh and blood.
Through the storms and droughts,
Peace and war; health and illness;
They are your confidant,who neither leave nor forsake you.
So, I asked my mother,
How I could tell a genuine friend from a liar;
"Pray,pray,pray,pray and pray!"
She kept on telling me to pray,
To pray in the morning,
To pray in the noon time,
To pray,even as the sun goes down;
That prayer had all the answers I ever wanted;
Say,who was or who wasn't true,
I would find out only through prayer.
My mother set rules for me, to live by in my friendships;
One;she said I had to love myself first,
That it is after loving myself that I could love another.
Two;she told me to love my friends just as I loved myself;
Care for them,accommodate them,forgive them,make them happy;
For as much as I know,that's all I would want for myself!
Three;mother told me never to give in fully,
Or I would completely be torn apart into pieces!
I guess she knew how stupidly I fall in love -so easily!
How soft hearted,with a thin skin I was;
So,she told me these,long before I was mature enough to understand them.
My dear mother gave me a friendly package,
To carry with me all my life,
Embrace the beauty of love, welcome friends into my life;
Take them in,open my heart to them,allow them to be part of me,
As I am a part of them; and share a portion of their love.
So, I live like this, because I know I have you.
Seeing you lightens my sorrows,and cheers up my spirit,
For you are my friend,
Whose presence in my life,I cherish as dear!
Categories:
lessens, friend, friendship,
Form:
Free verse
Let's not, dear, fight, let's only love,
Fight in love lessens the love days;
Let's, to be true, forever vow,
And to tread on love's toughest ways…
Love's days are, in numbers, so short,
Fighting makes it shorter ever;
Love -fight and fight-love as true flirt,
Can bring in us much laughter sure.
Let's love and love and only love,
Even our fights are ones of love;
Let the world know well that our love,
Is love and love and only love.
01 July 2021
Categories:
lessens, love,
Form:
Rhyme
You’re pretty for a black girl.
Such condescending words!
As if the fact that I am black
Lessens my worth.
You’re pretty for a black girl.
Am I supposed to smile?
Ignore the ignorance of your statement?
Should I really be proud?
You’re pretty for a black girl.
What does that really mean?
Can being pretty and black
Co-exist for me?
You’re pretty for a black girl.
Thank you for letting me know.
Too bad you don’t recognize
That I am so much more.
Categories:
lessens, introspection
Form: