Best Lose Poems
to lose yourself in poetry
in image vibrant reverently
responsibility absents thee
thoughts sprout wings
~ magically
August 31, 2020
Completely Your Choice Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Billy don’t lose my number
No ones knows the darkness
Other than one who knows... the darkness
There is no snow
There is no white
Wings are clipped
There is no flight
Answers fly away in the air
Leaving the human heart in despair
Whiskey tumbles down the throat
No more am I the ambitious goat
Broken glass and twisted rope
Dusk invites my... my final cry
Love gave me peace for a while
Then love became ill as death hovered
Over caskets and flowers soon to be
Dancing with my dead thoughts in the open air
How do I say, I really do not care?
Seeking death and pain, a solace I wear
Angels greet those other than me
I, deserving of the dirt, you shall never see
The labyrinth of pain upon the graveyard paths
Many shall walk, yet not a one will be
Any angel that could take me to the sea
Drowning in pain, the knife sets me free
It was a simple night,
she suppressed her own mindset
plunging self-shackled feet into their thoughts,
their eyes,
their thought processes, hoping to retain
some semblance of solace in the familiar cold.
-Reality is an infectious disease-
What she allowed herself to notice,
swimming reluctantly through the back of her mind
made her breath ice, searing
winter-stains on the autumn-edge of her lip.
Love shook the decent little girl
scraping by her parent’s esteem and
dreaming in the dark reaches of her existence
of a liberty that wouldn’t leave her screaming
on her knees for God to banish all the monsters
from her closet, and the putrescence
of the memories that colored the back of her eyelids.
Love took her by the hollow of her bruised chin
and melted her into an above
where stars lingered like fistfuls of berries in
explosions of stratosphere, almost tangling with her hair.
She felt the world and all her dreams
slip quietly through her fingers,
so she held his that-much tighter
and left the ocean-echoes in the shell of herself
behind.
-she won’t care if they ever wake up-
hope helps you cope,
never lose hope
life can sometimes be hard to bear
when everyone gets in your face
and no one gives you any space,
the whole world seems to be unfair
when everyone gets in your face
you feel scared and alone out there,
every day's a waking nightmare
and no one gives you any space
hope helps you cope
when everyone gets in your face,
in this world, where kind deeds are rare
and no one gives you any space,
never lose hope
never lose hope,
hope helps you cope
Here's a tale I've told before
From when I was a teen
The subject at the time was sore
For I caused quite a scene!
Had a brand-new bathing suit
My first bikini ever
I figured I looked mighty cute
And that was my endeavor!
Up the high dive I did go
Winking at the guys
Time to give them all a show
Bending legs and thighs
Diving off the board I went
Far as I could take it
One way my body was sent
Bikini didn't make it!
Off it flew into the air
And left a naked me
Falling to the water there
For all the world to see
So embarrassed my face was flushed
Gone was little Miss Sassy
In the water I stayed and blushed
Humiliated lassie!
** for contest "Reconsidering Laughter" sponsored by Desiree Birdseye
There on the craggy mountain
Rocks abounded full of moss
Dew made the way slippery
Climbing was difficult even without a cross.
Up high was a lovely arch
With words that urged for hope.
It was my destination
But the climbing was hard, steep was the slope.
I had made up my mind to try,
There was no other way to go
Yet the paths interlaced full of dew.
I fell a thousand times, but I had to know.
The going was tough,
I could not bear the thought.
That I was going to fail.
I had walked and climbed and all for naught.
I turned back and went down.
The going was easy now.
Life became better and full of fun.
I should have learned better and who cares anyhow.
Suddenly I came to a large ferocious river.
A river of no return. I trembled in fear
For then I realized I was a fool.
Yet all around were demons pushing me from the rear.
A soft voice called my name
”You're still in time, turn back.”
So I returned to my arduous climb
It was harder now but knew that was my real track.
Anything you lose by speaking your truth isn’t a loss
It’s an alignment
As individuals, we all have our assignment
Our purpose transcends people and
Our alignment sees the fake from the real
Go after your purpose before it is too late
You belong to your goals even
If a river of darkness heads your way
Stay glued to your direction and remember
“Locate the problem
Find a solution
Strengthen what you have
Do it before it is too late”
Chase your purpose
Raise your expectations
So that you never get bored with your purpose in life!
Strike a chord with destiny and
Let your gift feed humanity even
If you lose people along the way
Stand your ground because
Anything you lose by speaking your truth isn’t a loss
It’s an alignment
The time we never had
Comes back in our memories
When everything's so bad,
And gently, play the ivories...
The joy we never shared
Is haunting us the most
When people 'bout we cared,
Are forever gone and lost.
The cry which never happend
Will always be yelling in us,
And feelings are so scattered
Like chantings of a curse...
The love we never felt
Is somewhere deep inside
Making our hearts melt,
When we're sitting lonely tonight.
But the hope we always share,
Is here and it will stay,
Like the beautiful Sun's glare
Until that faithfull day !
God and The Devil sat counter
over whiskey at the boardroom table,
to negotiate the terms of her surrender;
no real surrender materialised,
but the battle-lines were re-drawn,
albeit imperceptibly so.
The value of the chattel
will not be agreed,
the meaning of defeat
almost as meaningless as winning,
but for the stroking of the battered ego,
chattel’s value unknown.
I sat with God and The Devil
at the blood-stained boardroom table,
they specified the terms of my surrender
and erased the day of my resistance;
the surrender was real and assured,
I haven’t heard from them since.
23rd January 2019
Dance of a Life with thee
Moments of Bliss
Sweetly Truly given
True Love endures
Pure Happiness
Tis within dreams
Of many dreams
As he comes towards me
With his eyes..
Radiantly gleams
Full of Love
Deeply.. extremes
As tis same for me..
Then he takes my hand
As I beheld his
Music in the Air
Within Our hearts
Always Playing there
As he guides me
Along through the path
Of Enchanting Romance
True Love Forever lasts
As he holds me close
Within his strong arms
As we both behold
True Love for each other
Dreams can come True
Manifest into Reality
All Pertaining to God's Will..
Within this life And Beyond
Promises Blessings Endures
As Knowing… Betwixt
We both Beholding
The Highest Love
Proclaiming Our Savior...
His Mighty Name
As We are..
Followers of Jesus Christ
As God brings us
To be.. Together Forever
All pertaining to God's Will
True Love in this Life..
And Pure Love in Eternity
Witnessing to all others
In hopes.. Saving Souls
They may too..
Obtain God’s Glory
Beholds Eternal Life
Come to Jesus
While there is still time
Promises and Blessing
Giving from our Lord..
Our Savior... Our Divine
For all… Within this Life.. in Eternity
All ours to obtain.. through Christ...
You can’t lose.. Only gain
Come to Jesus.. Sincerely…
Tis be.. All pertains to God's Will
I lose my muse
When I peruse
A thousand things to do,
Oh Muse, I rue
The need to choose
Between my work
And you!
I lose your flow,
Where did you go?
I stand to man my station.
I wonder in amuse-ment
If you took a long vacation?
win and
lose in a
contest
differ like
active
and passive
voice: I
wrote a verse;
a verse
is written
by me.
Anyway
a verse
came into
existance.
05.05.2019
Charlieku New Form Poetry Contest
charles messina
Relationships are roles
and roles are rehearsed
until someone stops showing up
That’s when you see
who they are
without the performance
I want a clean exchange
care for care
value for value
Love does not replace value
It exposes whether it was ever there
The bare minimum keeps things running
but reverence
keeps them alive
If the person taking my order
makes me feel like a nuisance
I leave
Not in anger
in alignment
Air is vital
yet free
So no one protects it
Gold is useless
yet rare
So people kill for it
Scarcity teaches
What comfort hides
Everything you say yes to
costs you a no somewhere else
And too many no’s
to yourself
turn into a life
You didn’t choose
In solitude
You can build
In slavery
You cannot
Sometimes we mistake attachment
for loyalty
and endurance
for love
But when you pull back your attention
And they ask what’s wrong
nothing is wrong
You are simply no longer
carrying bricks
for someone else’s castle
Manipulation feeds on reaction
on guilt
on noise
So give it none
Gravity doesn’t argue
When you fall
It simply is
They cannot hook you
If there is nothing
to grab
In the silence
They are left alone
with their own toxicity
And you
finally free
to decide
What kind of life
Are you building
Your own
or someone else’s empire
What is love, can anyone explain it?
Is it something you can buy at the store?
If you could, how much would it cost?
Would it have a lifetime guarantee
What? No guarantee?
What if it breaks down within a short period of time
Well... you're just outta luck I'm afraid
But what if you just spent a pile of dough on a diamond ring
Just chalk it up to experience!
That doesn't sound like too good a deal to me
Aww just give it a shot... what could you lose
Not sure! Had my heart broken before
Took me years to get over it
You only get to go around once
Go for the gusto, grab the brass ring
Put your money where your mouth is and all that stuff
Whatcha got to lose!
When a thought provokes your poets' light
do not delay it is time to write
more than a note scribble away
jot it down on paper display
type it on whatever device
read it over be precise
while the words fresh in your mind
let it flow take a little time
Is it any good maybe not so bad
anything else you need to add
Change a word correct the spelling
let someone read it if you are willing
Read it loud listen to the sound
if the dog wags his tail it may be profound
Don't lose the poem thinking another time
could lose it forever a poets' crime
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