Best Mismatch Poems
When I was walking in the zoo,
I saw a strange and wondrous sight.
You would have found in funny too,
Unlikely creatures in a fight.
I saw a strange and wondrous sight,
A hippo fighting with a cat.
Hyenas really laughed at that.
You would have found it funny too.
The pair were really not well matched.
Of course the cat was soon dispatched.
Unlikely creatures in a fight.
But cats have nine lives as you know
And so he still has eight to go
She's too short and he's too tall
When they kiss, their braces mix
Hard to untangle, twisting
Smiling, they giggle.
Written on 2/5/2015
Our parallel lives never crossed
Love like this, a Paradise Lost
Together but never quite in sync
You never knew how bad I felt
You had me always fighting fires
Which left me drained of all desire
I used to take my cues from you
But now delight in things I do
Life is calmer, I feel at peace
Now that I’m beyond your reach
To think I thought you such a catch
Blinded by our total mismatch
Have you ever met the troll
That lives beneath your bed?
He really is a silly chap,
His name is Mismatch Jed.
His favorite thing to do at night
Is steal one of your socks.
Then sneak back to his hidey-hole
And stash it in a box.
So when you just can’t find the match
to the sock you want to wear,
You’ll know that Mismatch Jed’s been by
…just choose a different pair.
05/02/15
Circling thoughts true and imagined
comfortably sitting on the irrational
roping fear around feet and arms
without a spark
from lukewarm heart
to burn the stubble of lies
that gives body
to the wolf of inaction
stretching out mouth to a smiling pout
while the heart silently cries
and who will balm or answer its why:
words weren’t sent
tears left unanswered.
Lighter than smoke from a hidden fire
more like fragrance from ingested wine
mismatching the lying of the mouth
rising from a trembling heart
sadness wells up in the vacant eyes
and the tone of voice
that never lies.
First Place: Brian Strand-Any Form-2/8/19
First Place: Bob Carmack-Premiere II Open-2/8/19
Life that just looks good on the outside-
may not be so on the inside.
25.4.2021
Sponsor: JCB Burl
Contest: Paradox of Life( First Place )
Poem
Poet
They don’t always match
It is not exact
I mean, opposites attract
Every brand new batch
Of poems can detract
From the original, not intact
The idea that did hatch
May not become tact
The meaning now abstract
But I guess that is the catch
When you make a pact,
Or rather a devil’s contract
To somehow patch
The little compact
Of inspiration, from which you distract
Yourself from your detach
That cut you off mid act
You try to reenact
And reattach
Disregarding the fact
That you were the one to subtract
Actual creativity to snatch
At the chance to transact
Quality to make an impact
But it all went down the latch
I guess all it did was counteract
Your initial goal, inexact
From the world, you unattach
And live on in redact
With no one to interact
Forever to be a mismatch
Written on December 3, 2020
Why do we draw conclusions
when we don't have valid reasons.
We prefer to make a fuss
we don't see what affects us.
I feel betrayed
but the next moment it is contrayed
I wonder if this is it
Will I in this mismatch fit?
You are the most perfect
You've not got any tiny defect.
You're someone I've never seen
but with you in love I've always been.
I try with myself reasoning
Why couldn't I give up in the beginning?
Though it seems beautiful
it might later prove to be a handful.
But for me this beginning is deep
I'm already standing at the mountain steep.
Whatever may be the circumstances,
I'd stand by you in all instances.
This is a promise I make
to my future self that is in the wake.
Would I keep my vow
Only the future can know.
The Fates must have been drunk, when they led me to you
or maybe they were blindfolded, they didn't have a clue
I was lost for more than a decade, you already had it made
but still you backtracked, left breadcrumbs on your trail
I didn't even know me, I felt alone and afraid
but you held my hand, and taught me how to sail
On sleepless nights, you lulled me with your psalms
on whirlwind days, you told me "Stop. Just smell the coffee."
In my sea of worries, you showed me there was calm,
in my joy you glowed with me, cried with me in my agony
Looking back now, for you my heart bursts into song
for I am grateful for the Fates, they must've known all along
02.16.2010 Written for Matt's I love you Because contest :)
He couldn't stand her temper tirades
She ranted and raved about bills left unpaid
A tragic couple they were, a perfect mismatch ~
Their marriage contract containing no escape hatch
Between Mis-Match!
Between challenged and away,
Punished at a throw,
ethics and endless,
Between rules and ruthless
Pain and pathetic
wishes and delivers
Between watch and mis-match
your eyes burn away..
only find ends of streets
...edges of society.
Doves of strangers as hell
rangers on your heels
posing as angels, you turn away
not any challenge.., No! !
looking at the sky, stars shy away
smiling behind shades of clouds
So long you defy, end is only a back
hands pained stretching for you..
stand on a shore look at the void
nothing but Waves of Pain.. evades!
waves rolling on feet… kiss them away gentle
sounds of waves, …spare them for a cry!
come back in a swift..!
down here or when there..
no more lyrics of pain left for you..
rains of Pain never stop,
you drench in your own!
ended a fool, listen it not again,
gather a soul n be back,
still u have a seat here!
Come back in a swift..!
no more lyrics of pain left for you..! !
Steal the roar of waves,
…spare that for your cry,
Stealth as much dry!
Siddartha Montik
I can’t fit inside this lock
I can’t fit inside this sock
This hole is not meant for me
Body stretching out from me
Out of sync
Misshapen link
Wash the ink out in the sink
You went day and I went night
I went left and you went right
And everything just looks so wrong
I don’t understand this song
I am way beyond repair
My liver’s pulling at my hair
My neck is biting at my tongue
My leg is choking out my lung
My hands are fighting with my heart
My pieces mixing with my parts
I’m a jumble mumbled mess
An uneducated guess
I went no and you went yes
You went more and I went less
All tied up and all stretched out
I got lupus I got gout
I don’t fit into this mold
I’m too hot and I’m too cold
I’m lopsided and askew
You went red and I went blue
I went one and you went two
And I don’t know what I should do
Fool me once and fool me thrice
But now I’m chewing on the dice
Rattle brains and saddle lice
Grip my shoulder in a vice
Two thirds left and halfway done
Three makes ten and nine makes one
Now you’ve got me all confused
Now I can’t fit in these shoes
I think that I went too long
I think that I went too long
In the streets of Nairobi
Is a hopeless place to find love
I walked with a rather slow pace
As I rummaged my eyes perplexingly through the parade of display windows
Every commodity on display seemed of excellent quality and just as necessary
The sun that morning had risen in a rather dusky manner
And the dark clouds were feeble waiting to fall
A girl approached in a distance with her long loose hair dancing behind her shoulders
She was quick to spot
She walked like a princess during her bridal party
Perhaps you remember how Meghan Merkel did it
A smile blossomed on her face
Her height and weight were altogether on full balance
My mind quickly shifted focus to her
I wanted to watch her like a movie as she walked filled with integrity
My heart stopped for a moment
As mixed feelings stomped on it's floor
I felt like it was being roasted in the full of fury flames of hell
And a little bit like freezing in the cold ice at the peak of Everest
I stood glued to the ground beneath me
I can't remember exactly how long but it seemed like it was taking forever for her to reach where I was standing
When the moment I had been waiting for came
It seemed to pass as fast than I expected
Even before I had mentioned a word
Her boyfriend,I guess appeared from nowhere,grabbed her arm and they hugged and kissed
My whole spirit sank below the ground I had my feet stuck on
In the streets of Nairobi
Is a hopeless place to find love
I do love you
You must accept that as a given
There was never any question
Of my not loving you
But there was always something missing
You must have felt it too
A “close but no cigar” kind of feeling
So I do love you
But no matter how great the love
The uncomfortable truth is
You’re not the one
You’re not my soul mate
I wish you were
Because I do love you
But we are not a matched pair
Almost but not quite
But she’s out there
Somewhere, waiting, wondering
Maybe having this same conversation
With her mismatch
She’s out there
The perfect one
The one made for me
The one I was made for
We only get one chance
To get it right
And we have got it wrong
He is out there somewhere
Your perfect half
Who will make you whole
And make you happy
You must seek yours out
And I must search for mine
I don't sight and hear you anymore
you no longer notice or hear me
Will we create a wall, of Berlin...?