Best Permanency Poems
I'd rather be the moonlight and stare at the sea all day,
then come morning, by the sunlight, like a shadow be chased away.
I would rather be the sunlight and dance all day on the sea,
then come morning, by the dawn's light, as a shadow be made to flee.
Than to break a vow I make to you, my love - to spurn uncertainty.
As everything in life is transient, dear, there is no permanency.
And someday, love, I know we'll well see, that this is all too true,
the old fades to the shapeless past, as will my love for you.
Categories:
permanency, allegory, light, love hurts,
Form:
Couplet
Hawaii's Kilauea volcano erupted,
as lava flowed over its cauldron!
The quiescent
Goddess awakes!
What once was a placid pool of liquid lava,
has morphed into a geyser of magma.
And it's ejecting molten plumes of rock
high into the atmosphere, lighting up the night.
When Gaia flows into the sea,
is she giving birth to the land?
Time contradicts;
permanency.
Categories:
permanency, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Verse
All Actions Have Consequences
I make things only to destroy them
To build them up again
Repeat the action
A point in one direction, like a mirror, points back at you
To that end
A reflection on what once was
Looking up
Indications are
The swirl of stars
Other unknowns
Out there
In larger part
At their own peril
At your command
In degrees, objects form
Not just stories
By now
It must be time
To make something work
Perhaps this is the moment
Or something like it
To start again
With permanency
I make things only to destroy them
To build them up again
To what end
Categories:
permanency, absence, change, conflict, creation,
Form:
Free verse
Warm, sticky hands palm off dry, self-centred ground,
Touched by gingerly acclaiming seeds of new-borns:
Ready, willing and eager for the harsh, expecting role,
Supposedly not with any crudeness, brashness or horns;
As we sit in it, my tears embrace his spritely youth,
And I ask for forgiveness for my naive, vigorous misdeed:
He secures me with his smile and instinctive composure,
Such that I no longer trepidatiously have to sweat and bleed;
Permanency fairly permeates my fearful, angered heart:
The hope of someone else to tease the difficult, awkward task;
My failure becomes his promise, and his foundation strong,
So that the demand is no longer a mountainous, rocky ask.
When you yourself cannot conquer the rough terrain,
Your friends and lovers attend to take the strain.
2nd of October 2015
Categories:
permanency, appreciation, forgiveness, friendship, love,
Form:
Sonnet
An earthly existence
A universe beyond my minds, comprehension
I die
I rise
Life lessons reviewed
Homeward bound
I am not lost, after all!
I am a willing participant
Serving, the Father, of all creation
His son combined, ‘producing life’ as we know it
Representing them, in everything I do
I am nothing, without Love!
My heart full of faith, loyal service I give
Learning how to unconditionally serve, as the Father unconditionally, loves me
Worshipping our Divine Creator’s existence
Choosing to live, moment to moment
Being as one with ‘Our Universal Father’
No physical permanency
My physicality, disappearing
My mortality existence, I let go of
Death temporary
My spirit alive!
Relief, Peace
‘I am only passing through!’
A unique, experience of mortality
A gift, I am blessed to experience, to live!
Categories:
permanency, adventure, beautiful, beauty, child,
Form:
Free verse
Nothing is permanent
Baby to Toddler,
Toddler to Child,
Child to Adolescence,
Adolescence to Adult,
Old age then death.
Appearance vanishes,
No permanency in-
the growth of human.
Nature is there,
It’s destruction acts,
Change features.
New features,
New growth.
It’s appearance exists,
Permanency expires.
Happiness, Sadness,
Failures, success,
Never last long.
It’s like illusion.
It teaches,
Nothing is born-
to stay for ever.
Be calm and composed.
Changing world,
Accept it.
New generation,
New views.
In the name of development,
Changes take place.
Realise no permanent -
existence for anything or anyone.
Expiry date is permanent-
for everyone and everything.
THEREFORE-
Be more tolerant.
Be more forgiving.
Be not judgemental.
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Categories:
permanency, truth,
Form:
Free verse
Every life has courage
Every life can see the light
Every life can see the truth
Every life is a priceless piece
Every day can be trailblazing
Everyday dialect has an exact mannerism
Every day has clues that suggest steadiness
Every day has prolific languages
Everything brought you here
Everything implies you still have a chance
Everything from the yesteryear breathes inside you
Everything is an avocation that you exist
Every second entails presumptions centered on phenomena’s
Every second of apprehension can encumber the last
Every second devours time
Every second gave you a venture to be here now
Every one of us desires permanency
Every one of us strains to attain
Every one of us has distinctions
Every one of us has a speech
Every one of us can generate a spark
Every Life
Every Day
Everything
Every Second
Everyone Of Us
Can Make a Difference
Categories:
permanency, courage, dedication, depression, devotion,
Form:
Light Verse
Darkness abides save flickering candle light
Illuminating his silhouette of masculinity
exhaustion renders an end tonight
Supplanting all previous antiquity
In the quiet he sleeps
Leaning close to steal his breath
As the wanting piques
With the rise and fall of his chest
My lips fall slightly upon his own
Sleepily he begins to stir
For his pause my darling he soon atones
As his hands they caress my curves
You set my passion ablaze again
Our appetite whet for more
Soon transported to a lovers realm
The key which unlocks my door
Though intimacy sweet
It's ecstasy adored
Permanency is what I seek
Our days and nights in one accord
In times passage you'll leave and then
My eyes will covet your face
Abandoned and lonely I'll pick up my pen
Repeatedly this scenario retraced
How I long for the time
Your wife I'll be named
Together our lives redesigned
A longing no more to be feigned
When all our tomorrow's
The missing knows no place
In your arms I know no sorrow
My home in your soul interlaced
Categories:
permanency, boyfriend, for him, lonely,
Form:
Quatrain
Muscularity slowly flexing with a calling permanency,
Permission without clicking that the doorstop’s gone,
Inherent hardiness springs you into moderation,
And the Castle’s protective rock scatters criminalisation bon.
Lighter shade of grey without looking aside,
Whilst the age’s statues beg for what’s in your mind,
Tidier than the rest, clean enough to prove inspection,
Of calamity there is no trace or distant recollection.
Roadways trade the fair, negotiating each time,
Dismissing treason and rejecting isolation’s stare,
Lights welcome you in even when prohibition wins,
Blackbirds dance a chatter about your grins.
Square set, known symmetry furnishes the town,
Derived from that castle rock, cool and the mound,
Your spider web is unwoven by the city’s calming sense,
And then glancing, you leave that web upon the fence.
Rude city by obviation, defences up, guarded centre,
Edinburgh Castle is the statue of liberty, our pride, an adulation,
Even though she signifies fierce battle with the English,
Our heritage is stillness, gritty integrity and tight courage.
To become independent would just be bliss,
And I must kiss this vigorous youth, this promise of prosperity,
First the Close’s, then from your garments on the back roads,
Now it’s time to cruise ablaze through the street lodes.
Categories:
permanency, car, city, community, freedom,
Form:
Tail-rhyme
Building a Better Box
To build a better box to store more things
Full of history, memory and other rusted stuff
Tools will have to cut and kill the trees
Trees will have to die and change their shape
Hinges made of metal will forever seal their fate
Nailed down, shut off in permanency
On other dates trees will be cut and killed again
To build a better box to store more memories
Close the lid and go to sleep
Stay there as it ends and come to a stop
Sealed up and in eternity
That which remains within will turn solid
To become the box
Categories:
permanency, absence, age, education, history,
Form:
Didactic
Metamorphosis: a word for butterflies,
Said the science textbook in school,
Positive transformations connoted her young soul.
Age brought in a new realisation,
Life, a one-way road with two destinies,
The darker one a metamorphosis too.
The endlessly bleak days,
Dwindling success,
Slipping confidence,
Broken dreams,
The road to change now a narrow old bridge,
Fragile and frail to support her lofty dreams,
Permanency etched in this new route,
Metamorphosis it was; not a passing phase.
Yet, butterflies her eyes chose to see,
Bright pupils midst tear streaked face,
Light shone on the narrow bridge,
Carefully she lugged her weight.
The caterpillar crawled, awkward and slow,
The bridge creaked, threatening to break,
Yet held on to this struggle everyday,
Patiently trudging to the light ahead.
Metamorphosis, still a double-edged sword,
All her struggles could tip her either way,
Yet, she chose the route with pain,
Trying to metaphorse yet again.
She knew it was a story of win or die,
A second dark metamorphosis she wouldn't survive,
Yet this turnaround she chose,
To gloomy life, she refused to bend.
Cocoon she became, the saddest soul alive,
Tears became her appetite,
Broken she was in a thousand pieces,
Her delicate spirit a ruined mess.
The pain made her numb and weak,
Shallow breaths and fiery cheeks,
She closed her eyes, her bright pupils gleaming,
She felt her soul float, she felt existence cease.
But, most of all she felt her eyes open,
Her lips curved a natural smile.
Wings she bore as beautiful and delicate as her spirit,
Her body she felt, weightless and symmetric,
Effortlessly, she flew upwards,
Gliding through the wind, peaceful and sound.
Embodiment she now was, of beauty and success and all things gold.
Bleak fluorescent rooms a thing of the past,
The bridge her metamorphosis, the pain her badge of honour,
She knew it was her destiny, sweet success and enchanting beauty,
She wasn't made for this toil and grub.
Yet, that was her life, the struggles and the pain.
She was now, an angelic dream,
A lover's ballad, a sailor's home.
She was a child's wish, a fairy tale,
A land of exotic fruits, a colourful maze.
She was a drug, an elixir of life,
An ecstatic dream, a virgin queen.
She exists as immortal bliss,
Her scent seaming all earthly souls.
Categories:
permanency, emotions, identity, uplifting, visionary,
Form:
Blank verse
Not all of my family and friends that grew up there would AGREE. They remember all the pleasantries and being happy and FREE. This tale regards
the place where I was born and once ROAMED. Let it be known that this is my personal feelings and mine ALONE.
I was born in a small town just off Highway 49, sometime between world war 2 and the Vietnam war. I shall not unveil the specifics of the place of my birth, except to say that it lies on planet earth in the Western Hemisphere. It was acceptable and tolerable at best but never home to ME. It was a sheltering place but never a place of PERMANENCY. It had the feel of a place I was passing THROUGH but never a delightful destination to be going TO. I must say that family, friends, and relatives were GREAT, but beyond that, everything else was up for DEBATE.
My memories, like those of most, were mixtures of BITTER-SWEET. The bad and the ugly tried to DEFEAT, but the good kept me on my FEET. Although my school facilities and buses were far less than the BEST, my teachers were caring, passionate, and more special than all the REST. It was a rural area of extreme poverty where despair filled the AIR. I tell you, all the king's horses and all the king's men could never hold me THERE. It felt like a holding cell of scattered dreams and social NIGHTMARES. Hopes and dreams could be born THERE, but fulfillment was unlikely and RARE.
It has been said that home is where your story BEGINS, but my place of origin was not where I wanted my story to END. I believe that home is where the heart is, and although I once came to San Francisco to STAY, unlike the song, I did not leave my heart there. But it feels more like home where I am TODAY.
31220PoSpCtest, Strand Choice K, Brian Strand;2nd Contest92720= Second chances N-A from contests only Part 1, Chantelle Anne Cooke
Categories:
permanency, heart, home, , western,
Form:
Narrative
What is true up above the sky blue?
The deserts and oceans?
The fountains and mountains?
The fields and vegetation or greenery?
The orchards or forestry?
The temples, factories, buildings and establishments
The firms and developments.
Nothing exists permanently and forever,
The wheels of momentariness rotates all over.
The transformation, changes creation,
But itself it is as stable as the peak of the mountain.
The change determines misfortunes and fortunes.
To some it's a curse and others a boon.
The soldiers of change are storm, famine,
flood, earthquake and tide:
Permanency is deliberately shattered and
embraces momentariness side.
So nothing is true thus nothing permanently lasts,
Truth which appears
but its falsity's volcanic, disastrous, ruinous blast
Perhaps these drops of forgotten ink!!!!
Make indelible impressions on the sands of time.....................................
Categories:
permanency, confusionchange,
Form:
Rhyme
Was this, what it was for?
This path of metaphor
Trails of similes and imagery
Summits of sun-tossed poetry
Have I run this marathon
Bulked up my artistic bond
So on pretty words, rely
To bear witness, as you die?
I would return it all, every single line
To feel your flesh warming mine
How weakly, pen and paper breaks
Under the toll of heaven's weight
Now alone, facing the permanency
Of forever, my tears take a knee
I surrender, I concede, I relent, I submit
To whatever relief belief can give it.
Maybe
If I say my prayers
Just right
Maybe
If I cleanse the sin
From my sight
Maybe
The stars
Will show where you are
Tonight.
7/12/20
Categories:
permanency, grief, lost love,
Form:
Rhyme
OBSESSION
I seduced your mind,
found your heart
and you promised to be mine
til eternity
You flourish my heart with candy love
your smile assures me permanency
enforced by the promise of friendship
not on paper nor a pledge
but from your heart
which is renewed in every joyful moment
we spend together
conquering the world
It is never a mistake to love
an addict of your love I am
This gives me reason for patience
patience that I have perfected
On the world longest queue I can stand
only but waiting for you
Categories:
permanency, beauty, deep, emotions, feelings,
Form:
Lyric