Best Pollutions Poems
Birdsong
Skies of the brightest blue
Uncluttered by pollutions
Birds circle overhead
Looking for a place to roost
Males with their bright colors
Looking for a mate for the spring
Chirping into the cool valley air
Songs of greetings and invitations
They echo off the trees and mountains
Combining into a symphony
Males and females meet
They sing and dance into the early evening
Joining together in an ancient ritual
And life begins again
Categories:
pollutions, nature,
Form:
Free verse
The hate, the wait
the crimes, the times
endless situations occur
where is love?
why so much hatred?
amongst those that are known
where is the love? Some families are feuding
misguided confusion
air pollutions
germs and toxic environments
unemployment on the rises
flooding and unknown substances
water contaminated in some areas
the world in hate, in so many places
where is the love?
not getting along
no reason at all
just an unlike
some are scorned
where is the love?
making a difference
changing the atmospheres
showing your love
a legacy is known
giving a hug, changing a life
not bitter and always strife
within you, there is a goal
showing a smile is worth the while
more love is needed, not a lot of hate
Jesus died for us all
love standeth abroad.
Categories:
pollutions, change, giving, love, peace,
Form:
Free verse
We can all begin each day with firm resolutions
To do everything viewed as morally acceptable
Not causing problems, being a part of solutions.
Surrounding us already are too many pollutions
Believe not that our good acts are imperceptible
We can all begin each day with firm resolutions.
One person, one deed can start a revolution
Let it be from acts that are morally impeccable
Not causing problems, being a part of solutions.
We seek not for our moral goodness restitutions
A fault to which so many humans are susceptible,
We can all begin each day with firm resolutions.
Thinking this way leads to awesome conclusions
Everyone of us can be among the exceptional
Not causing problems, being a part of solutions.
The first step, I believe, is tomorrow’s execution
Of the will to make ourselves morally accessible,
We can all begin each day with firm resolutions
Not causing problems, being a part of solutions.
written July 19, 2021
Categories:
pollutions, inspirational, perspective, philosophy,
Form:
Villanelle
People explosion,
Over population,
Dark on the sun,
How big is too big?
Is it too many figs?
What's your solution
to people explosion?
They bring pollutions,
Over population,
Dark on the sun,
Maybe free contraception,
Some new invention?
Chemical free solutions
to people explosion,
Over population,
Dark on the sun.
Categories:
pollutions, earth, future, people, pollution,
Form:
Free verse
In a future that did bleep and blare,
Under a sky full of darkest pollutions,
These zombies have no thoughts to spare.
Faces glued to screens without care,
Lacking energy, making no contributions,
In a future that did bleep and blare.
Minds gone and bodies barely there;
Breaking out into gross contusions,
These zombies have no thoughts to spare.
Forgetting how to farm, build or repair;
The horrid creatures ask no absolutions,
In a future that did bleep and blare.
Having destroyed their water and air,
Surrounded by unspeakable protrusions:
These zombies have no thoughts to spare.
Chemical radiation spilling everywhere,
Wheels in wheels spinning revolutions,
In a future that did bleep and blare.
These zombies have no thoughts to spare.
In a future that doth bleep and blare.
Categories:
pollutions, fantasy, holiday, nature, new
Form:
Villanelle
WHAT IF....
What if we thought of creative solutions
to issues like drugs and pollution,
poverty and munitions,
crime and overpopulation?
What if every chick and chap,
put on their creative thinking cap?
What if we sold everyone a perpetual phone?
Instead of guns, no one would be alone....
Connect everyone to the worldwide web,
All humans in Jung's vast collective,
One connected global race,
Smile's on every human face.
What if no one was taught bigotry,
One global humanity to be free,
What if we taught all kids to walk away,
Say 'no' to bullies and drugs each day?
What if there were more creative solutions,
Ideas for freedom from these pollutions?
What if all the chicks and chaps,
Did put on creative thinking caps?
Positives, instead of negative strife,
Yes, What if's could change everyone's life!
Categories:
pollutions, addiction, anti bullying, bullying,
Form:
Free verse
FUTILITY TWO
Extremism
Communism
Socialism
Fascism
Bigotry
Slavery
Misogyny
All futility
Humans need to want to change their attitudes,
Tolerance taught to chicks and dudes,
Set our daily intention,
No dumb arguments for attention,
Here's a job for your 'my sons',
On every building, a roof top garden,
The future is not too far on,
Instead of guns, grow Oxygen,
Yes, a 'Silent Spring' indeed,
When we've destroyed all plants and trees,
Why not use compacted plastic for beams?
Think of your own creative solutions,
Nukes and munitions are mind pollutions,
How futile would be genocide museums,
with no one on Earth left to see 'em?
Categories:
pollutions, angst, discrimination, earth, environment,
Form:
Free verse
HAIKU
~~~~~~~~
the weather... seasons
now one... a fickle mess
pollutions rules
~~
pollution rules
life... its future... lost... for what
human foolishness
~~
reality
pollution kills all life
heed nature
~~
we can survive...
unity... one people
stop pollution now
~~
unity for life
why are we committing it
to suicide
~~
self-destruction... wars
really.... is that what we want...
note... death is final
~~
there is goodness...
I plead for nature's sake...
let it prevail
Categories:
pollutions, nature, pollution,
Form:
Haiku
I am one of the planets where do you reside,
I am dying for various reasons,
You are producing carbon dioxide,
Reducing oxygen and increasing pollutions.
I don't want to die,
You are burning my skin,
Your cruelty makes me cry,
My life is getting uncertain,
The ice is melting rapidly,
You are using chemicals;
That's why my babies are dieing randomly,
Someday there will be left no animals.
Why are you throwing rubbish on my chest?
I can't take my breath properly,
Woud you mind to get me rest?
My heart is stopping slowly.
I am about to die,
You are killing me indeed,
I need more calorie,
Be rational, don't make me dead.
Categories:
pollutions, abuse, depression, destiny, earth,
Form:
Classicism
Life is for the living,
Life is for the loving,
Love is for the giving,
We do live vicariously,
Don't take things too seriously,
Let's make extinction extinct,
How? Let's have a think!
Work and pray for Peace,
For plebs and critters we keep,
Let's preserve more habitats,
For wildlife and people chaps,
Exile brainwashing dictators,
Breed positive motivators,
Redirect capitalism,
Too much conflict over 'isms
Masks our real problems.
World makes too many munitions....
Create diverse solutions,
Too many mind pollutions,
Let's write some aphorisms,
Life is for the living,
Life is for the loving.
Categories:
pollutions, animal, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse
Times are Edging in, a time to Reset
The thick, meticulous and dreary cyclone evades,
the once osculate atmosphere;
With a dubiousness and vengeance in his eyes
As of a dry Namibian December thunderstorm,
The odds have since changed, as the choices remain slim, to men
Finally the dance is to the walls,
Optimism is an option, as the lever clings to man
The times are chastised to man, to craft a future;
The hands on the hour glass close in on a revolve
For the meticulously strong vigorous, character
of the world is now worn out, gasping for breathe on his knees
After the exhaustion and degradations, exploitation
Nations are overshadowed by financial overhauls:
Diplomatic relations groomed over centuries,
now tumble and rumble.
The freshness is exterminated with toxic, irritating and slanderous -
pollutions, choke the aromas and fragrance out,
The evergreens are now a neo hypocritical call of extinct equatorial and tropical
Lifelessness, exhibited by the once glamorous forest cover,
The answer is, a reset that sings in the tranquil minds, of them;
Policies, campaigns, intentions, attitudes and tools
The time to adopt, assimilate less, remain extinct,
At the merciless jaws of evolution.
Categories:
pollutions, creation,
Form:
Free verse
I see a world flowing with passion
full of happiness and beautiful fashion,
where men intermingled with love
with full support from heaven above,
oppression and wickedness are no more,
as the sun shines like metallic ore,
The rivers flow like crystals of ice,
which makes the atmosphere cool and nice,
A world clean and free from pollutions
with educative and innovative notions,
where people can walk freely at nights
without fear of molestation of their rights,
Violence and natural disasters are obscured,
diseases and emotional stress are cured,
There will I love to dwell,
Though I did not sleep well.
Categories:
pollutions, peace, people, visionary, world,
Form:
Rhyme
The mists of dawn, the painter’s palette,
Byron’s mood and the river, the poet’s banquet
Ghostly swans glide in and out of my vision
Creating waves of pollen flotsam
This poet’s inspiration and my freedom
It is here that the pregnant dragonfly
Dips her egg filled body under the surface
Entering a world of myth and danger
The gamble of her life
For there are eyes watching, waiting,
The trout is looking for its next victim
A rise and the dragonfly is no more
Clinical, no sorrow, no regrets, no apologies
For nature answers to no one
All around water boatman skim the surface looking on,
Like referees from some epic hockey match
Another splash and another victim,
This time the trout, for the pike rules this domain
Nature in all her magnificence,
No compassion, no judgements the circle of life complete
As in war the chain of command cannot be ignored
And now I am part of that chain
My trout, my trout, come to my fly
For I am hungry and I have the priest
To hear your confession
And as another day passes I have witnessed
That what you cannot see
For I am a fisherman
And in waters reflection, I know
That I too will die
But not before I have seen another dawn
On the river, where nature was born
Where spirits live and souls die,
For all are equal, in my mind’s eye.
In the distance the city
Where spirits die in pollutions berry
And souls drab and resigned
Live In concrete boxes, prisoners of their own mind
Chasing elusive wealth and corruption,
Disciples of violence and prostitution
And through the window, in the distance
The river flows with a clear conscience
A supreme being, incorruptible and true
Whose spirit is home to many creatures?
And when the cities have turned to dust and man
Has murdered his last born son
She will be here flowing gently to the sea
In love with nature, for eternity.
And when I am gone
My spirit will return
To be a part, of the river
A ghostly Angler
To be seen on the mists of dawn
A reminder of what has gone
Witnessed by these ghostly swans.
Categories:
pollutions, nature, nature, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Are we ever alone, dear brother,
when our black and white hands say
Treasure and Lack?
Are we ever alone dear sister,
when friends stalk roundabout
skivvies and shorts?
Are we ever alone dear mother,
when your discipline hardens my thoughts?
Are we ever alone dear father,
when your collection plates
Entice me to sin?
We are never alone sweet sympathy,
sorrow, and sweaty, sitting idly by.
Politely lick my sores of reveries abandoned,
and pollutions of lung and limb,
correct my soul, like a turtle upturned.
Categories:
pollutions, absence, loneliness,
Form:
Free verse
Attempt to pressure me
“When will you have a child?”
This question
Always never makes me smile
I want one..
Don't get me wrong
There's more for me in life
I'm finding where I belong
That rejected look
I'm not defective
Taking my time
Have fun playing detective
I've made the mistake
Turned my living room into judge Judy
I've learned, I withdraw
Far from perfect, who am I to decide?
There's so much I never hear,
Wish I never saw
I don't listen to what people say
I watch what people do
It's true.. actions yell
Like thunder from the clouds
When I do something right,
I can hear my relative angels proud
Raised with truth that I could make a difference
Here I am trying to live in my grandpas shoes
But going to college, get the degree, work for a CEO
Wrong size for me, don't care how many battles I lose
It's how you do better, raise yourself up
Practice makes perfect
Untying knots, finding pollutions
Traveling life, it's so abrupt.
There's no shield for life
No knight in shining armor
Rather be the solution
Skip by Walmart,
Pay the farmer
When I tuck myself in
I sleep well, I dream
Happiness comes from within
If what I do is so evil,
Just know I'm content with living in sin.
Categories:
pollutions, baby, business, community, courage,
Form: