Best Overflow Poems


Overflow Infliction

     Unswallowed lumps of lobster immodest
     Crustacean returns to pincers persimmon 
     Waitress whisk indiscernible clears linen 
     Custom of one equates her eight hour day


     Has It All Paul wipes away gourmet residual
     Exhaustion frightened by frothy latte
     Fingers in pies finance necromancer denies
     Bulging funds fail to complete, coins conflict

     
     Periphery rebuffs, enough is finite, endless leers
     Goblet of gluttony grape broth overflow inflicts 
     Victim of vanished virtue, bon vivant declaration
     Transmutes rules, outruns consequence


     Guidance glued in buttery dough glides rhetorical
     Yacht reined in quay quiver, another arrow for Cupid
     Entertainment timed to change with shifting tides
     Inglots tossed overboard drown in debauch

    
     Drunk playboy Paul while vulnerable divulges
     Disdain for greeds' steep scrag, perpetual pursuit
     Outdo, prove prowess for those who never realise 
     Incongruent grapple for further forgets to cherish


     Partners relent, resources force caucus to submit
     Patronising Paul procures boardroom obedience
     Inundating debt retards bombastic boon reward
     Promise of association silences indulgent sin
     




                28th June 
            Plenty Stimulates

Overflow

Before our story has finally been told, we must greet 
the morning as the air does flow
into our mouths and nostrils.
We must seize the day as the light does come in and 
wake our eyes from a very good
night's sleep.  Time to get up and enjoy some morning fare, 
to gather our thoughts and strength for this new day's arrival... 
then go about our business, jump into the tasks that lay before us.
Dot our I's and cross our T's, cross off our list of to do's.
Don't forget to be charitable to others during waking hours.
Forgive those who are not always as personable and loving as 
we may be, for we must pray for all to see that the Glory of 
the Lord is still very  plainly seen, and for us to bask in God's
presence, to roll around in His Love so we can overflow with 
His Joy, with His strength from above.
So when the day has ended and night comes strolling in, we can 
then truly say I did make the most of my day.
So Lord let Your angels watch over me as I sleep, and I always 
sleep with a happy grin,an energy that radiates 
from my head to my feet!




by S.E. Clark

Overflow

yearly grain storage
too tiresome modulation 
over spilling crib

 
shaken a little heaped flat
housewife's face overflow smile


Premium Member Banks Overflow

banks overflow (4)
flooding businesses and homes (7)
stream shows who’s boss (4)
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.

Places In My Mind

As I travel through the places in my mind
Like all the faces on the vine
The memories aren't all mine
Ready to go on the drop of a dime
When we have to walk this line

Coasting through life in a whole new timeline
That will no doubt realign our direction
When we meet it without exception
To discover it's just one big reflection 
That will be met with our loving affection

Where I would like to unwind
All these thoughts that I don't want to bind
Because It helps me define
The one who I see dancing in front of me
Makes my spirit soar so free
As I swing from tree to tree

Trying to get to that happy place in my mind
To let go of these memories 
That are not all mine
I would rather maintain this down low
So we both come to know
This love that is pouring out on overflow

Where our hearts come together
In hopes, our love will grow
Taller than the trees
As sweet as pie where our love will kiss the sky
Baby, where you will electrify
The outcome when we testify
Our love hits the bullseye

Overflow

Emotions are mixed, while sanity is lost. 
You get to intake all the luxury while I struggle with the cost.
Oh the risks I would have taken to see us pull through, 
The sacrifices I made just to try and be with you.
But you fled without a word and without an explanation.
And as much as I hate the distance, I want to avoid confrontation. 
So I sit in silence while my thoughts consume me,
Trying to neglect the overflow of sorrow that lies within me. 
Times like these is when the distress likes to seep through, 
Reopening wounds, leaving me unsure of what to do.
So I smile it out, distracting myself & fooling the others. 
I shall attempt to walk with my head held high, as this gloomy cloud continues to hover.


He-Be's Cup Must Overflow

An a show! Bravo we applauded. We
see past the befores' and look toward 
the nextes': we thought it was one of
 those nights. Durning the main attraction
most who were interested stopped and
went out and became audience, you know
regular guy's. I sat next to members of
the areana staff who were midway finshing up
cleaning.  A couple of the guys there were
 big fans. We sat queit for twenty nine
minutes watching. I remember jumping up 
in excitment durning the match when the champ
seemed to be pinned.A queit came aross the
stadium of 25,000: it appeared the champ
had been pinned,the ref said no shoulder up.
The match restarted and wham, clothes line, 
one, two, three! Again we thought new champ
the ref said no again shoulder up. Moments later
a fellow asked me if there was surposse to be a turnover
I said no, I doubt it I know whats going on and
the champ is in better shape thaan his opponet, I said
I think
they are hamming it up for the fans. And suddenly the
chmp is picked up on the shoulders and streched
we heard the guy say submit!, submit! Submit! The ref
said no and started the count for the champ to
be let go. Conversation with the ref, the champ pushes the ref
and the ref pushes him back: I'm like no way! Small package
and we see a three count but the ref said no: continue.
I checked my watch to see if we were close to a draw. No they had
plenty of time. Champ rallies back, and his signiture
 manuver and we all said it's over. Challemger kicks out. Small package again surprises the champ, a clear thre count. And then it happened a queit and then a loud Boo! nd people began walking out. Fights on the floor and empty seats. The Promoter stops the match. And the next day I hear that
people were complaining. I can't even mention either champ or challengers name on air due to neogated interest by the three companies who
promoted the event. Well we haveman issue one company refuses to reogize the champ and award the championship to the challenger withdrawing from
the alliance. Within days we have Two champs. And the Promotion refuses
to show the tape to the fans! 
it's over.

Overflow

There’s something deep inside of me
That makes me want to ease
Lines of worry on a face.
There’s something that is in my mind
That makes me want to change
A frown into a smile.
There’s something that is in my heart
That makes me want to catch
Someone who starts to fall.
Because at times I fell myself
And someone caught me
Before I crashed.
A little deed can change a day 
And make it all worthwhile,
Then I’ll find I made a friend
By sharing one small smile.

Overflow

The love that fills
To the brim,
Then spills
Over
And D
R
O
P
S
On those below
(There are always others below)
Becomes
A four-leaved clover
A drop of love
From above
What luck!

Premium Member Overflow

it's the love of you i see in every wonder



AP: 1st place 2022, Honorable Mention 2022

Premium Member When Blessings Overflow

When blessings overflow
Beyond our dreams, beyond our needs
Let’s look to our brothers
Their table bare
Their children’s cries and stares
Their pain a stain
Etched in their brain
We can help erase
And do not debase
With cajoling and flattery 
In this world ever changing
Who knows tomorrow?
What hand we may be dealt?
We could stand in their shoes, for all we know
Taste the bitter taste of poverty
When blessings overflow
Remember your brothers
Who walk the earth just as you

Premium Member Overflow

Kick the leaves, let bodies grow
Framed in Autumn showers glow
Rake the peak of ‘tober’s show
Pumpkin hues a zephyr throw
Saffron shake of candy snow 
And brittle brown tornado 
Child’s reaction blow by blow 
Swirling, twirling, vertigo 
Rosy leapers letting go 
Roars Calypso overflow

10/15/2020

Premium Member Through an ocean of thoughts that overflow like a rain of stars

Through an ocean of thoughts that overflow like a rain of stars,
The women of this world wear their invisible crowns,
Queens of their own realms, castles of dreams and desires,
Guardians of secrets that dance through the halls of time,
Oh, how magnificent you are, stars of this vast universe!
Faithful women, God-fearing and deeply wise,
Reliable and hardworking, with love that knows no bounds,
Disciplined and with respect like a festive garment,
Oh, how magnificent you are, you who carry light in your souls!
I admire your character, a shining diamond in the foggy night,
Your loyalty and calm, an anchor in life's storm,
Exemplary, refined, elegant like a waltz by the sea,
You possess a potential that knows no limits,
Oh, how magnificent you are, you who bring hope at dawn!
You are my heroines, from your arms springs life,
I cherish your wisdom, for your advice is like gold,
Oh, incredible women, you are the stories I tell at sunset!
Women of strength and vitality, guiding me through labyrinths of shadows,
In your presence, darkness fades, and I am enriched,
Oh, incredible women, you are my compass in this world!
Your dedication and work have opened paths to a brighter future,
Women of substance and grace, my desire is to bring you joy,
Oh, incredible women, you are the verses of an eternal song!
You are my treasure, I strive to earn your admiration,
I disdain those who underestimate you,
For they cannot see how truly magnificent you are,
Oh, how magnificent you are, you who transform the world with a smile!
© Dan Enache  Create an image from this poem.

LOVE OVERFLOW


       


             Loving too much
              can even be bad...
 that's the bad that does so much good!

Overflow

Tell me what you require of me?
Tell me why are you playing with my dignity?
You have sent all type of Tom, 
Dick and Harry to maneuver my life
Stranger, neighbor and family member
All are cruel people with material mind
They don’t care a dam if I live or die
You come in the dead heat of the night
Issuing all types of disorder, everyone
Knows what’s going on except me
Even when I get the victory
The person feeling the pain is me
The person getting the blame is me
The person that has no shame is me
You have been hiding behind the doors for fifty six years 
And following me everywhere with your stupid show 
You constantly keep spoiling the show everywhere I go
You mash up my computers hack my mobile phone
And you give the code to the people on the street to bother me
Sometimes I understand and sometimes I don’t 
Because I do not have time to process everything 
Especially when I am on the go
I have always led an independent life
And I never had to rely on anyone
But since I came to this country
I have been facing all kind of misery
You do not know when enough is enough you
You really enjoy the cuss cuss
You delight in causing chaos in taxi and minibus 
Nobody is saying anything to me
All that they are doing is cursing me
And cause someone that cannot rule
 Make me look like a fool
My heart is full and my spirit is burning
to be in a unique place that  is quite deserving
I have been holding back the tears
that has been haunting me for many days
I swallow the spit and tolerate the 
That was set to pull me down into the pit
I tried to cry, I tried to make a sigh but
 I couldn’t  breathe a word
Is this what you call culture?
Everyone knows what’s going on except me
And this has hurt my dignity, 
I was never part of their show
No matter which why it goes
The house is turning around 
And the clown will wear a new crown
My heart feels it and my spirit reveals it
There is just a few more days to go
Before the start of the new show
It’s Friday evening 
And the people are cruising
My heart is flaming and the bed is burning
No time to loose no time to be confused
You have just heard the news
I must leave this place before I am bruise
Let the new show begin.

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