Best Pros Poems
Ageing has its cons that l know
Yet it also comes with many pros
Its a time of great joy and appreciation
Life’s beauty and gifts hold boundless admiration
Simple pleasures once just accepted
Hold value and gratitude, not merely expected
No longer do l care what is thought of me
I know who l am and that makes me happy
I don’t worry about the small stuff any more
I know the importance in life that is for sure
I know my flaws as l know my qualities
For being me l make no apologies
For me its simplicity now all the way
Be kind, laugh lots, be myself…..because It’s all ok!
So when the cons of ageing get you down
Try your best to look around
And see the pros there to be found!
It's lonely on a pedestal.
It's hard when failure is no option.
Everyone deserves a guardian angel.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
When Christmas comes around,
And I am still above ground,
With the prospect of seeing in another year,
Wearing the presents I got this year,
I ask myself given the differing time zones,
Would I like to change zones,
As I could put off til another tomorrow,
What I must do on an earlier tomorrow,
If down under.
But as I bask in the sun, down under,
Eating an ice-cream,
Not hearing the wind scream,
I am quite happy to put winter blues at the back of my mind,
And being in the earlier time zone down under, I never will mind,
As I seize the day,
On an earlier day.
The only thing I am not sure about,
If the devil is about,
And it is time for me to say goodbye,
Which time zone does he set his clock by.
**Rigmarole of Computer Science**
A world of all practical reality,
Full of quantity with various quality,
An online environment with multiple facilities,
Plays a dominant role in every activity...
Strategies and technologies,
Count it with phone, radio, telex,
Developments and informatics,
Including television, photographs and graphics...
Digital systems with advanced concepts,
Makes our life almost perfect,
Whether it's computing the uncountable,
Or doing the impossible...
Not just a boon for the whole universe,
The world is also dealing with it's curse,
Hard to understand but make people curious,
The brightest, the smartest yet most dangerous...
Pushing businesses to another level through networking,
Shopping, travel, payments or brand building,
Data storing and electronic representation,
Consider social media and interactive stimulation...
Humiliating virtually or false dishonouring,
Be it cyber frauds or cyber bullying,
Such actions are deliberate and done repeatedly,
Can cause great harm, so be aware and use carefully...
Written by- Rashmi Kaushik
#MyDynamicEmotions
We loved each other
You hated my attitude
I hated your behavior
Together we were good
You weren't happy alone
I wasn't happy with our relationship
We laughed together
You lashed out when you were angry
I cried when I was hurt
We...didn't work out
Too many cons portrayed the way we perceived one another
It's as if a lie was placed in the forefront
The pros weren't enough to progress to where we wanted
The potential was in reach but the damage had taken over
The cold shoulder was given to me
The favor had been returned
Bottom line, lesson learned when you want to love but hate to start over
Finding what fits, loving what hurts, and accepting what's real
Authenticity never seemed so perfect until the hidden colors are revealed
Dazzling ideas of what could be are just painted thoughts
The real you, the real me
Identified after time together
One must'nt be so deserving of a love taken for granted
For the essence of what it should be should be natural
It wasn't anymore and for that...
Our love was tainted
Fear accompanies laughter,
Truth is partnered by apathy,
Sorrow dances with trust,
Love walks hand in hand with lies,
And despair follows on the wings of hope.
That's just the way life goes.
It has occurred to me that the notion of love
Confuses and stirs up the sentiments,
Mortifies the heart,
And astonishes the mind
More than it reveals to become true.
The pride of a man can be melted,
The direction of a woman perplexed,
The hardest heart overturned and revealed to be tender.
The notion of love awakens the senses,
Lifts the spirit,
And oftentimes crushes the soul
When it refuses to satisfy.
Though one may love,
They may never feel their affection returned.
Though two may be lost in love,
They may be forever lost in their expectations
Instead of being found in reality.
To be a romantic is both
A curse and a blessing.
A curse when the heart is exposed: raw, vulnerable,
And to a lover’s terror,
their love is unsatisfied,
A love is misunderstood and untrue.
A created hole in a creative heart.
A blessing, when, ever so sweetly,
A love is returned, and goes to great lengths.
To feel deeply is a 6th sense, an
Invigorating opening of the eyes,
And yet a throbbing pain to be one of the few
That feel the every movement of the working world around them.
How do I find my love?
The soul that connects to my heart?
That understands, to the full, my sentiments?
Was there ever such a thing as a soulmate?
Is one worth hoping for?
I always thought myself a dreamer,
And now, even more so.
It is a hopeless, hopeful fate.
You may ask,
What is love?
A never-ending bond?,
A seal of destiny?,
Putting another’s happiness selflessly
Before your own?
A match made in the heavens?
My answer to you is,
Perhaps.
More so, it is the figuring out
Of the journey of a lifetime,
A series of experiences,
And trials and errors,
And a commitment rooted in companionship
And honesty
And truth.
Love is…
What every soul desires,
What every sleeper
Wishes would shake them to liveliness,
What every torn, broken heart
Needs to be mended,
What everyone,
In their deepest thoughts,
Their heart of hearts,
Desires.
who felt incorporeal storied power
of Herman Melville as zen unseen aid
instructing hypothetic rich kid to drop out of school
before his/her first grade
coz of all the money he/she made
which affected modus operandi rendered obsolete
child worker laws
and no sweat of brow getting paid
people used bitcoin (or other online currency)
additionally making purchases
with scant keystrokes to complete a trade.
As with any major dramatically novel scheme
light bulb idea scribbled on napkin
scrap of paper
via cheesy or whipped cream
originating as a flash in the pan
aha eureka moment, or dream
as rough blue print subsequently
underwent beta testing,
before declaring pc innovation supreme
whereby outstanding persons in the tech industry
clamored to join Kidde team.
Whether seventh day add vent
hissed or other religious creed
powerful binary processing
impacted near
earth shaking incarnation indeed
and ramifications in all walks
and talks of life sought expert need.
Coven chanting children murmured Luddites be damned!
Thus spake Zarathustra (cue the opening scene
from Planet of the Apes)
upon witnessing as if king or queen
(in reality father or mother)
didst get immediately
dethroned thus, increasing mean
average positive
effects on society, especially lean
microchip i.e. integrated circuitry
miniaturization "green"
technology (and eventual
attendant affordable price)
viz said trappings
unleashed upon global market
invited absolute zero dust, a must clean
as a whistle work space,
and manufacturers laboratory be microbe free
hermetically sealed vacuumed "clean".
Countless portable machines
unbeknownst soon epithet florid hack
coining impromptu called cyber crime
especially as majority proportion of population
didst purchase these dime,
a doze in countless "end users"
snapped up these smart machines
excitedly keyed away indifferent to gunk
on unwashed hands
plus bits of food particles
eventually caking hardware with grime
(eventually necessitating technician
charging gobs of moolah
sans to unstitch in time.
I hid in the pandemic,
although I got infected,
fearing they would laugh
at me.
For it prevented them
from performing
their swaggering
ceremonies,
functions,and parties,
and saved me
from the pain of
non-willingly following
societal norms I don't like.
I feel free and comforted
amidst the atmosphere
of simplicity,
but their egos tried
to surface
during the pandemic
as well .
"Friendship in marriage is the spark that lights an everlasting flame."
Fawn Weaver.
The Pro’s and Con’s of a relationship.
Conversation between each other at all times.
Consideration of each other’s feelings.
Continuity of your caring love.
Protection of the other’s well-being.
Promote the other’s ideas as if they were your own.
Proud to show to others the value of your compassion.
I accept my life , its good and bad , in oh so many ways ....
I live it true and follow on and hope that I may blaze ...
A path that has more ups than downs and good more so than bad ....
I love that I have a chance to make it happy more than sad ...
I have been given life to do with as I wish to and a chance to make things right ...
I do not like to see the rough and offer such a slight ......
I try to see the good in all and realise its sometimes hard ....
A sliver of the good in you rather than a harsh vindictive shard ...
Please show to me what you can offer to make it all seem right ...
A kind word means much more to me than an evil , nasty bite ....
So take a hold and offer words that mean acceptance and respect ...
The pros more out weigh the cons and those I will deflect ...
Look up and smile and make it so and try to be complete .........
Holding lots of good memories , make it so much more a treat ....
It's done
in the past
thousands
of words
won't bring back
one life.
i'm my own
pain in the
as s but if
you pass
by a box
collecting
cancer for
down under
please flip a
coin in that
that you can
say at least
that you
effortless
ly gave an
effort
They dug a deep hole and
Made a tunnel at the end
They made a
large woodchimmey
And covered the hole
With logs and covered
The logs with iron plates
The had six vents that
Came to the surface
They used bobcats
And frontend loaders
To make the field have
Depth
Walking from the back
Of the circle you felt
Like you were walking
In the Roman Collusium
They made the statium using logs
Two by fours steel beams
Pvc pipes
They sewed together
Ten large tents to make the
Top of the ceiling
They wanted a uniform
Top, the engereeners
Would be awarded for
There craftiness
This might be the beganning
Of some of these guys careers
We want to have this type
Of night for all to remember
We used folding chairs
The heat coming from the
Ground wasbscented
By hickory. They had
Grills below
Were some folks
Cooked bbq
Generates made lights
And the soundmen for the evening
I liked:
the thought of climbing up from the very bottom
the clean-comfortable sheets
the simplicity of a cheese sandwich
mopping the floors to the jingle of keys
I didn't like:
that I was deprived of the very thing that got me in trouble
the monochrome jumpsuits
the animal eyes of some of the brutes
the flash beatings of my jail bird brothers
at the hands of the Blue Man Group.