Best Millennium Poems
Galacticly heavenly, imagine Jupiter, kryptonite lunar moons
Sliding between celestial blue and dark moody skies
Wherein lived a Dragon who incredibly, loved snow
Fell in love with a fairy, millenniums ago!
Began courting daring Evelyn fairy gorgeous,
She was, declared his love thunderously, universe knew,
Of his eternal love for this immortal being,
Who toyed with snowflakes, flirting, but never ageing.
Stupendously, Translucently, universally, vigilantly, willingly,
Love zoomed towards a forlorn dragon and fairy,
How and where would they find constant snow,
Obvious, teleport to Antarctica did this damsel and beau.
Entering Competition : Alpha Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
02/08/2021
Categories:
millennium, fairy,
Form:
Rhyme
I was a good, honest taxpayer
That nurtured a moral dilemma.
Why should I perpetuate
The state I’ve grown to hate?
Subject to the authority
Of a fluctuating majority
I refuse to comply
You can accept, I’d rather die.
To be truly honest
Why vote in a rigged contest?
Plant free trees in a forest
Felled by the loudest lobbyist.
A good, honest player
Pays the public piper
Of their own free will
Or swallows the pipers pill.
21 August, 2016
Categories:
millennium, corruption, freedom, political,
Form:
Rhyme
Beeping, chirping silicon beasts;
no souls have they, to say the least.
Shrilly, shrieking, cell phones, beeping;
alarms that keep us all from sleeping.
Walking, stalking cameras gawking;
all of our privacy they’re hawking..
What happened to the common sense,
that kept those things outside our fence?
Creeping, sneaking, auto-voices speaking;
Horrid sounds, they are eking.
We’re just trying to digest;
the beastly, techo-mess.
Flying, spying drones colliding with airplanes;
it’s so asinine and insane.
It’s clear to me, we didn’t see,
The moment, common sense, took leave.
Categories:
millennium, computer, poems, poetry, technology,
Form:
Prose
I am climbing up Diamond Head Crater
on a cool, overcast, great Hawaiian day.
Memories stretched to thirty years younger
when in the center thousands came to play.
When optimism and joy ran rampant
and all possibilities could be touched.
When parents, two sons and an infant
daughter came to sit in an era drenched
in blood and love, colorful flags and beads.
Baby girl was baptized before the crowd,
who are now long lost in space and deeds.
An era that saw the edge and bowed
out for comfort and affluent digs.
Leaving us grey ghosts to wander in kiawe twigs.
Categories:
millennium, memory,
Form:
Sonnet
Slum
Where hard looks and thin soup oppose,
the spider, cockroach, rat, and mouse dispute
in patient litigation or in border raids
our title to this world.
There is no mystery, it boils down to food.
Our ruined lunches providing theirs
as Roman baths provided stones
for abbeys of a different creed.
They too win converts. With earbite and cold fear,
patient, persistent, numerous,
their inquisitors huddle together in dim light
to study our disgust.
Greyly, brownly, blackly surpliced
they muse on our improbable millennium.
Categories:
millennium, animal, conflict, endurance, fear,
Form:
Sonnet
CIRCLE OF LOVE
Time in Space
Moments and Seconds
all in a row
Days and nights
all in a row
Years, decades, centuries
Milleniums
all in a row
Side by Side
calm eternity
Sparkling joy
quiet Wisdom
all in a row
Waiting for bait
for dusty flies...
lucky geckos
for humans looking
for Love
Watching souls
dancing in a circle
around a never ending Fire
Seeking newness which will
not be found
except in time in space
All in a row
In an open sky
the row becomes a
Circle of Love
( Poem recited by Poet on YouTube @ghairodanielspresence : poetry playlist )
Categories:
millennium, beautiful, introspection, life, love,
Form:
Free verse
CHINA MILLENNIUM PROPHESY
They'll drop in from the sky one day,
come off of every sea,
so many--we will pause and say
"how many can there be?"
Their army's been conscripted from
more population boom,
and though we knew it had to come,
we'd hoped they had more room.
They're building airplanes by the score
and ships both day and night,
to fill them with the scent of war,
and multitudes of might,
and they will not be turning back
the numbers are well planned,
from out of China there's no lack
of needing much more land.
We'll throw them one more crumb or two,
and hope it meets their need,
but politicians know it's true,
it's only from our greed.
From forest steppes and from the heart
of Genghis Khan they'll come
demanding this to be the start
of their millennium.
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the doylestown poet
Categories:
millennium, arabic, betrayal, business, fear,
Form:
Carpe Diem
In the bed of psychosis that is modern time
a dangerous place to go is everywhere.
You might be the victim of a derelict mind
and die from bullets flying in the air.
It’s a sinkhole of a world to live in now
as folks are being shot at jobs and schools.
Hysterics is the word of ‘’pow, pow, pow.’’
Would it even help to say ‘The Golden Rule”?
A bullet fragment, lodged within the brain.
It is evident who had the leverage here.
To a wheelchair this person may be chained.
Let us strive to make a gun law crystal clear.
Is it purely crazed illusion to want peace
with anger bevel sharp and some stark mad?
Is the resolution for this life to cease
in a fiery blast that ends it all? So sad.
6/10/19
Categories:
millennium, community, violence,
Form:
Quatrain
St Paul’s gazes out over the modernising City
Where the Tower shrinks in its corner
Fearful of the vicious Shard
The Abbey and Houses of Parliament
Keep Westminster alive
Under the gaze of a watchful Eye
The hustle of the restless Oxford Street
Is matched by the bustle of Soho
The British Museum still reigns supreme in Bloomsbury
Despite constant tourist invasion
On the river the Cutty Sark is rehabilitated
And Tower Bridge still opens
The Boat Race can be seen every year but not from the new Garden Bridge
Categories:
millennium, city, london,
Form:
Millennium Noises
The air is full of beeps and tones.
One can never feel alone,
not in this world of warning sounds,
as sirens cry throughout the towns.
A clarion to evacuate
A click to end and terminate
Face time buzz from honey bun
Four beeps when the meal is done
We die to the sound of a monotone,
this way they truly know you’re gone.
These pings and beeps assure us that,
we and the machines are still intact.
3/7/16
The Noise - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Shadow Hamilton
Categories:
millennium, environment, sound, today,
Form:
Rhyme
Fate and destiny brought us together
Technology allowed us to communicate
E-mail back and forth
Thoughts and ideas are exchanged
We have many things in common
Feelings of joy transpired
Our instant messages overlap
New emotions emerge
Excitement lingers in the air
The compassion is overwhelming
Two hearts unite
Finally, our voices are heard
We spent hours sharing our lives
Peace overcomes us through the night
There's a fire in our souls
A mutual passion ignites
Desires of the heart
The truth is known and love is born
Copyright © 2006 Shari E Davis
Categories:
millennium, friendship, happiness, love, passion
Form:
Free verse
A new Millennium is here
And all I want to do
Is until the next one
To go on loving you
My love's not tethered
By bones and flesh
Nor even bricks and clay
In passing to another life
My love will find a way
To let you know
How through the years
I've cared so much for you
Each day I live for just one thing
To go on Loving You
Categories:
millennium, love,
Form:
Free verse
A vision, a successive step taken by ma'am Kekul
A legacy was born called The Millennium school
On 7th June and became big for which all drool
Thinking how it in years less got a costly jewel.
Moving on with all success and downs as a rule,
She has reached at a risky pinnacle dual -
Move ahead and prosper or stay at a small pool.
A vision, a successive step taken by ma'am Kekul
A legacy was born called The Millennium school.
With a team of efficient staff ready at stool
Making wonders in the field by keeping cool.
Earlier Maxwell, now Sandeep with his jewel
Prospering her from level to zero to rank full.
Sanmati says, "Among all this is best school,"
"Think Today. Change tomorrow." a tiny pilule
With great meaning in her methodical tool.
A vision, a successive step taken by ma'am Kekul
A legacy was born called The Millennium school
My Monorhyme is going to touch even a fool
Because of blessings of TMS and Kekul.
Amit, Vikas, Jitu, Kekul and Monika to refuel
Me and all her team to do wonders in vestibule.
Great minds, creative brains to remove macule
TMS is striving to change all negative molecule
In her premises and spot positivity like a ligule.
A vision, a successive step taken by ma'am Kekul
A legacy was born called The Millennium school.
Categories:
millennium, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Monorhyme
A MILLENNIUM DAY
Unicorns and Amazons
chasing in a derby race;
what a noble thing for us to see !
Saint Peter tapping-out the rhythm
whilst old Gabriel leads a tune,
and Saint Francis sings harmony !
Mary and the ladies hence-
spin and play
making and baking !
The Heavens envelop
and Eden's times are warm-
Man, Earth and Love !
Rhymes that made no reason
seem all splendid in this season-
betwixt has made the scene !
Jesus sits beside His Father,
and ponders with the children-
dashing as a noble Prince !
could things be any grandeur?
Categories:
millennium, hope, inspiration, meaningful, nature,
Form:
Free verse
A thousand ships your face launches
Pitting my ship against a fleet of others
Snatching my heart, in a morass of mud drugging my haunches
Pouring torrents of my tears and fears in front of my brothers
Rendering me disconsolate
Wondering why I let you in
Although it ain’t too late
To clean up the savoury scene
In which I swim in the juice
I find hard to invest or taste
Even when I manipulate the sluice
In slow motion or in a haste
To beseech your adorable facial asset to tone down the torment
On me you inflict
To establish whether blues you foment
Initiate no conflict
Between your conscience and hearts you singe
At will
When terrified hearts in front of you cringe
As you swill
The red wine of pain and strain you rain
On hapless hearts crazy enough to fall at the feet
Which in the main
Under duress greet
Your sublime beauty
At night, at sunup, at sunset, at dawn when by the nose
You pronounce me guilty
Of presenting you a Valentine red rose.
Categories:
millennium, poems,
Form:
Free verse