Best Levels Poems
Dear mother nature you're supposed
to make the world a good place to be in
Today the sky had hues of orange
Life begins every day when the sun arises
Mixed with the fire's toast
drinking of daylight
Nature's wonderful respect for darkness
A moon shared the sky
And you will never feel disappointed
To be born again off you
with the sun setting
Dipping down golden over mountains
Like a soul lost awaiting to be found
A slim narrow smile pearly shines
Awaiting with anticipation
Night closing in as twilight holds a dream
The master's at work
the divinity of a deity
Whispers of a breeze through fir trees
Rusting branches sway dancing freely
Surely created a deep impression inside me
Life begins every day
when the sun takes center stage
A sharp cutting breath hits home
Diamond cutting thoughts invade
Sailing away into another world
The moon and the stars come out in full force
Sharing a daydream as the night closes in
Your eyes carry the sun peaking through the clouds
Destiny living and breathing the same air
Until bliss becomes your daily drink
Anne-Lise Andresen, and Liam Mc Daid
A Collaborated Poem
Dear mother nature you're supposed
to make the world a good place to be in
Today the sky had hues of orange
Life begins every day when the sun arises
Mixed with the fire's toast
drinking of daylight
Nature's wonderful respect for darkness
A moon shared the sky
And you will never feel disappointed
To be born again off you
with the sun setting
Dipping down golden over mountains
Like a soul lost awaiting to be found
A slim narrow smile pearly shines
Awaiting with anticipation
Night closing in as twilight holds a dream
The master's at work
the divinity of a deity
Whispers of a breeze through fir trees
Rusting branches sway dancing freely
Surely created a deep impression inside me
Life begins every day
when the sun takes center stage
A sharp cutting breath hits home
Diamond cutting thoughts invade
Sailing away into another world
The moon and the stars come out in full force
Sharing a daydream as the night closes in
Your eyes carry the sun peaking through the clouds
Destiny living and breathing the same air
Until bliss becomes your daily drink
Anne-Lise Andresen, and Liam Mc Daid
A Collaborated Poem 18.10.2015
It gets worse day by day,
because of our neglect.
But we look other way
and vital facts reject.
For years we’ve seen warning
but always close our eyes.
As glaciers start melting,
we watch sea-levels rise.
Antarctic ice now thaws.
More water this sets free.
Into ocean it pours,
so further rise we see.
Our carbon footprint grows.
We must accept this fact.
But our reluctance shows
in that we’re slow to act.
We dare not think it true,
so seek easy option.
We don’t know what to do
so we take no action.
Our air pollution grow,
but we put off the day
when we must change our show,
for then we’ll have to pay.
Picture giant grand mistake
Many cyrpus trees
Different level problems seen
Disease disagrees
diamante
novice
nescient, nervous
assuming, awaiting, assisting
tyro, tenderfoot / virtuoso, veteran
anticipating, advising, administering
erudite, exceptional
expert
implicated for a crime he did not commit
fighting an endless and hopeless battle
unsure of who conspired aganist him
guilty of being black
innocent soul forced to be corrupt
mind racing and searching for relief
heartbeat slowing down
raped and tortued by inmates and guards
forced into a world where hell is home
wanting nothing but a fair trial
tears turn to rage while days turn to years
no visits no commissary thrown into confinement
four grey walls no bed naked and alone
marinating in feces while surviving on dirty urine
fed humility on a tray of spit and sperm
why does the system fail us
so many innocent lives wasting away
living and lost on the green mile
once an everyday working man
now becomes a man's woman
violated in mid-evil ways
betrayed by his flesh and blood
wanting to end it all now
just to be free once again
living inside his world of what if's
escape is through his prayers
life leaves him to die a slow death
alone and afraid of what lurks outside
having to swallow more than his pride
looking forward to that fateful day
when the needle filled with hate
will slowly enter his veins
and take him away
Sculpted perfection.
Gripped of poised beauty.
Crystal flash of melted mirrored reflect.
A smooth projected silhouette.
Cast a luster of light intense.
Engaged eyes of majesty left sight ignite.
''Shadows And Lines Contest''
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The Great Levels Of Our Love
It starts with lavender and baby powder
My lover knows the fragrance and scents of love
The ardent aroma, baby soft kisses and caresses
Soft music lingering over our cozy balcony
Overlooking the Champs-Elysee in spring
Nights dancing in the gardens in Versailles
Secret pleasures in the tranquil undergrowth
Days embracing one another at the Louvre
Between the sculpting’s and fine art
The most precious gifts and great creations in this life
Do not hang upon those walls or adorn the floors
It is the very treasure and the measure born
Of my unending adoration for my love
The very sight, the simple touch, the warmth of you
Those secret pleasures that we shared in Paris
Caressing, pressed lips of passion
Breathing in your breath of life and flesh
Savoring every drop of you
The great leveler of life, the heart of that seduction
Is in the final truth
It is my love for you
10/08/14 The Heart Of Seduction – Poetry Contest
I'm walking between raindrops without getting wet..
I'm building a sand castle we can climb before it sets..
There is a seal around my heart that can't be broke..
There is a master piece on this canvas without a stroke..
The feeling from love can lift your spirits to another level...
The loss of a smile can only be the work of the devil...
Lets grab some light and get lost in each others souls..
Lets tumble down a pile of pillows and let the story be told..
We can shower in the rain and watch the moon pour over us...
We shall lay as one and see the sunrise capture our morning lust..
As we then have black coffee on the floor as our eyes are craving more..
Stress levels on max,
110 percent no time to relax,
He's got so many things going through his brain,
That the average man would simply go insane,
Slices on his wrist to try and ignore the pain,
But day after day it still remains the same,
They say that everything happens for a reason,
But if that was the case then he'd have no reason for breathin,
Closes his eyes and tries to take away all of his pain today,
When he feels someone take that gun away,
Hears the voice of his best friend start to say,
It isn't worth all this I can promise you that man,
We can all see that your doing the best you can,
And everything really does happen for a reason,
There was a reason I was here and a reason your still breathin,
No the pain doesn't simply just go away,
But it'll hopefully get a little easier day after day,
When you wake up a year from now remember these words I say,
If it'll help you to get through another day,
Just as God cast Lucifer from his Millennial Kingdom
So too have I been ousted from your Turbulent Heaven
And as a fallen general would fall on his sword
So too do I feel icy metal piercing my flesh
The doc withdraws my blood
I've been coming to this hospital for years
The old wound healed, and tore itself apart again
And yet I'm here for a new reason
I'm surprised I could fall asleep on this hospital bed
But after a day of hard work
Of hard knocks
I could probably sleep on a knife
I can only stifle a laugh
Why draw blood when I still have so much on my face?
Between my swollen eye and cut lip
Your hand drew nasal blood quite effectively
I came here believing I was already dead
Or at the very least praying that the doc could kill me
Or help me take all the pain away otherwise
Because I do want to see what the future holds
You spent a good week in the psych ward yourself
I wanted the same results you got
But the world doesn't turn the same
For those who admit they want to die
It's been a rough six months
A swirl of colors painted my gray skies
Requiems of gold and silver, turbulent pink and brown
Ended with the deepest greens and darkest reds
There's nothing left around here for me
At least, nothing resembling how it used to be
And I can't run back to the other town
Now that I've burned my scholastic career to cinders
So just as I was two years ago
I'm bedridden with no escape
And this time without the friend I've had for so long
Or a shadow of a promise of hope
Ticking clock on the wall
Silence in the hall
No, the A-levels doesn’t frighten me,
Not at all.
Turning points in the Qing’s fall
Causes of the First World War
History doesn’t frighten me at all,
Not at all.
Price discrimination in the mall
A vertical LM curve standing tall
Economics doesn’t frighten me at all,
Not at all.
Don’t show me “F”s and “U”s
And listen for my scream
If I’m afraid at all
It’s only in my dreams.
I’ve got a magic pen
That I keep up my sleeve
I can write all the answers
Without even stopping to breathe.
The A-Levels doesn’t frighten me at all
Not at all
Not at all
The A-Levels doesn’t frighten me
At all.
P.S. I tried to make this sound confident on the surface but actually anxious. Is this working?
This tale of a child's dream,
Things are not all they seem-
An allegory in simple code
A parable dressed in modern mode
Of lion,witch and wardrobe.
CS Lewis/Walt Disney Narnia Chronicles
The Levels
The reeds, like tattered banners limply hung
From slender, ghost-like lances held on high,
Like ancient armies, waiting in the mist
To heed the call, a long lost battle cry.
A steel grey shroud lies thinly on the fields
Whilst scattered tussocks, shoulders weighted down,
Keep vigil 'round the distant gathered host,
Lest any try to steel their winter crown.
Serrated blackthorn hold the picket line
With swirling cloaks to mask a savage blade,
To pierce such light as morning’s sun may throw
Against them, should a charge be quickly made,
Then with the first faint forays of the day
The legions fade, for spring is on the way.
Levels of pain
Pain at a level of one
It’s mild and almost none
Some pain levels can match
Like a splinter and a scratch
A fall or a broken bone
Can make a person yell or moan
If you gain some weight
That can be a painful state
Even at the level of a ten
Pain differs between women and men
The death of a love has tears
That’s the worst and can last many years