Best Lightings Poems

(Thank God, when I posted my poem a second time , I could enter it in the contest. But I am retaining my old post as I have many comments on it . I thank all my poet friends who helped me with suggestions, especially...

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Flowers were snoring with sweet dreams,
When the Sun's fingers woke them up;
A symphony of birds-chorus,
Like a concert, seemed to thrill up...

Amidst summer's severe staring,
Rain opened his tap so softly;
A Ray-gleam joyously wetting…
The breeze seemed to wipe her gently...

Storm's wretched hand at such juncture,
Snatched the small...

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Poem by Jorn Boor '' In the eye of the beholder ''

 

The path of life I will walk, slowly I will grow old

Along this road I stumble, throughout the years in which I unfold

 

Insecurity's hold me, only strong tough.. in my past before

Skill...

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The naked hills are clad in snow
Blurring the houses that line up in a row
The wind that blows is icy chill
Freezing cold is the water of the rill
Trees stand stripped and bare
But so much gaiety is in the air

Lightings from all houses shine
Sending out a...

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The lightings strikes and the thunder rolls    
but how can it be my names on this tombstone.
As the devil been out, collecting mens  souls.
Seeing my name as sent a shiver down by backbone.

But how can it be my names on this...

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In Life there is so many storms
Come rushing in quick as the wind
With tears falling like rain
With-in the heart so much pain
Feeling shallow emptiness with-in

With words of lightings fiery darts
Shooting across Striking hearts
Feeling Life's  Misery of iniquity
Praying on Feeble knees take it away
Lord... Forgive...

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Rock,just 1 of many gifts life gives us.
No,not just an exelent type of music,it is a life style.
Growing in the most hidden places of earth,under our feet.
Getting closer.Until its here.
Guitars scream announcing its arrival,drums are stuck by lightings
that roar as they strike.
Many of us are...

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I wish to view an Oct sunrise in my hometown.
Riding a train to class and eating bread brown.
I miss wearing boots in my charming homeland.
Jackets and hats close to the September end.

Home ought to be recalled with love and pride.
Akin street tag and rendezvous by...

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Well, The National Loonies League is on the prowl again this year,
Merrily chipping away at the Christmas traditions we hold dear.
Seems to me they could find something more productive to pursue,
And let others celebrate Christmastide as they choose to do!

I recall Christmas Tree Lightings on...

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There was a Roamer,he was deeply sick,
Debt to th'immenseness of his gift:
He has so power as to be weak,
They were so freely as to be not lift.
II
Thus his fate with bless could not be shift,
And the shade of morn colour'd his eyes:
Through their source the...

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It rained and poured heavily as never before
Washing away hills,downs and the plain;
Sure it was a commited lofty drain
To revive the struggling, straggling live galore;
Lightings thunder like pretentious promoters
Heckled over the ravage and disorder
Off and beyond all stay and border;
Nothing but just Water : muddy...

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Mistleaneous
			
			Children waiting, contemplating;			
			tree lightings; reindeer sightings;			
			decorations; toy donations; 
			food galore; help feed the poor;		
			evergreen; Nativity scene;
			cookies baking; baby's waking;
	    		Church at midnight; candles bright;
		 	presents wrapped; wallet's tapped!
			Lights out; Santa's about;
			each door is locked; no chimney's blocked;  
			parents sleeping; no peeping;...

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I'm waiting on a tradesman
I've been waiting now for months 
The place is falling down around me 
While I'm down in the dumps 

The plumbings making noises 
The lightings on the blink 
Can someone fix the cupboards 
And replace the laundry sink 

Please fluff up...

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Love goes away quickly, without regrets, tears and farewells, leaving only insomnia and bleeding stanzas. Sloppily, hastily and haphazardly written lines: "Love's gone, leaving behind all i's dotted and all t's crossed”. Oh, how you’re rough, my draft! Misspellings, strikethrough vows of love, blacked out...

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Cancerville
    Cancer is completely indifferent to 5K beat cancer runs
    and pink fight cancer ribbons and fervent prayers and
    candle lightings and novenas and incense and myrrh.
    Cancer has no hate or love...

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