Best Quicksands Poems
There is so little space I could give in my skies,
Every moon has left a whole cluster of clouds full of lies,
I cannot unclog a product polluted in disguise,
Don’t ask me to lay in your web you chose to improvise ,
I have seen too many oceans being mistreated for wastelands,
So don’t call yourself something that is drowning deep in quicksands,
When you are surrounded with the wind and all it’s forgiving hands ,
Don’t disrupt my diligence by your Petty demands,
Don’t even think about interrupting my silence ,
When all I could hear are traits of unforgiven violence ,
When all I did was extend some guidance ,
And all that lacked was to walk in patience ,
So let’s not speak of the truth ,
The truth which you failed to gift ,
To gift wrap in deceptions,
Deceptions mistaking my kindness for trust ,
Trust lost in your idea of confusion,
Confusion named as “issues”
Issues engraved in broken perspectives,
Perspectives from your cycle of imagination .
Categories:
quicksands, betrayal,
Form:
Rhyme
Miles and miles you travel
but see an empty desert
jaded and exhausted by such a long walk
you enjoy a frozen dessert
No trees, no water, nothing is found
except for sand and dirt
but one special thing found nowhere else
is the peace and silence of the desert
Desert snakes, quicksands are a few dangers
so, protect yourselves and be alert
but if you feel your safe enough
you enjoy a frozen dessert
Categories:
quicksands, journey,
Form:
Rhyme
Within its purest form impotent are the Earthly eyes
Amidst attempts to behold the wonder of its core
Reverse osmosis, listen, hear the light converse
It reveals all its truths to one's heart, first
In faithfulness then, twined paradox unlocks
Healing the blind unto knowledge of the universe
Ponder upon what is first, morning glory or twilight hour
What extracts the human experience or causes it to withdraw
Smiles can pass through ultraviolet, passions can burn hotter than infrared
In their harmony, the body and spirit should be in continued rejoicing
The conscience being bathed in warmth should be in song and constant singing
But, soon the wolf, a storm of nightress unsuspecting rapidly appears
Lest we forget transforms into a well paid assassin
A lingering shadow, cleaving in envy to the absence of his own tabernacle
In hopes sheep shall stray from gospel sunrises, away from heaven's twinkling jewels
Or become estranged from simple truths shone from paler moons
Darkness in delight conspires with the unknown and contracts with greater fear
Slippery slopes, quicksands of weakness, which evil reveres
But, here in the distracts of terrestrial life we need to be bipolar
For without opposition we'd never be sure how much we love the other
Thus, we must embrace one of the created brothers
For it is in wisdom of that choice, we shall grow wilder or wiser
Categories:
quicksands, fear, universe,
Form:
Free verse
Operating from our corridors in this oasis
We sit or stand concerned about passers by
To wave farewell or badmouth
To smile clearly or grumpy
In this globe full of confused folks
With catastrophes hinged on sentimental posts
Bigotry borne of greed and jealousy
Hard faces masked with friendliness
As handshakes extend beyond the elbows
We carefully watch out for falling rocks
On our canopies we expect them to litter
The slightest noise we stand at an attention
Seem too careful but helpless
Cus out of luck we huddle over thorns to step on thistles
We crawl beneath sight into quicksands we drop
Just mean to say
Carefulness is just an avoidance of blame
Only God could have taken us this far
Categories:
quicksands, best friend, culture, death,
Form:
Free verse
For I awake within a dichotomous dream,
I ask what is real that the eye may gleam…
Realities regulate as the heads at the helm,
As dimensions deliberate a deceitful realm…
I walk through forests of faceless feeble time,
Nurturing nightmares of a calamitous climb…
Confronting creatures, succulents of the soul,
Upon Quantum quicksands of a nightly stroll…
I then Nova with the numinous sacred suns,
Ethereal explosions causing sacerdotal strums…
Decoratively dancing divine where Angel's trend,
Reaching the edge where some decline & descend…
All this within a differential devisable dream,
And idol illusions resonate and reign supreme…
For what is a dream without its raging reality?
Reality without dreams a sacrificial silent sea.
Feb.17.2019
I Dreamed a Dream
Sponsored by: Silent One
Placed 1'st...Thank You
Categories:
quicksands, conflict, dream, humanity,
Form:
Rhyme
Inspired by "First light"
instrumental.
Green tape instrumentals
record by Evidence of Dilated
Peoples.
Plan my escape out the depths
of inferno
Time wasted as fast as
cigarettes burning
As a fan of this form of art,
back in the day
Listened, learnt, wrote a lot &
I've come to participate
Tailgate dreams, down the
highway of life.
Seems to be the only thing
right.
Roll the dice... Snake eyes...
Once again.
Times like these... Feel like
running low on oxygen.
Or maybe that's because my
lungs are charred.
Need to quit the old habits...
Get a fresh start.
Easier said, than done. Blaze it
up in the dark.
When this nicotine seems to be
sweet as a nectar.
Maybe that's because some
things don't change
Old habits ... are hard to
refrain. From.
Dope addicts know exactly
what I'm talking 'bout
Correct me if I'm wrong but I
ain't. That's a word of mouth
Sun climbing up the horizon
With a beautiful view ...
hypnotizing
1st light... First ray...
Sleepless night. Waiting on a
new day.
Stand all alone... Surrounded
by nothing
The quicksands of time shall
make me suffer
Even in a group of my closest
friends
Feels like I'm distant & all by
myself, Oh well
Guess it's just the way it's
meant to be
Lines cross & don't go parallel
eventually
Or maybe that's because I'm
just plain strange
But none of us on this planet
meant to be the same
We loose & gain... obtain &
conquer...
Then pray for forgiveness
becoming a monster
When it's too late... We start to
wonder...
How could've been the other
way around we ponder
4:30 in the morning... Wide
awake
For a breath moment street
lights darken & fade
With the ground being pulled
out from under my feet
Similar to waking up out 1st
stage of the sleep
Sun climbing up the horizon
With a beautiful view ...
hypnotizing
1st light... First ray...
Sleepless night. Waiting on a
new day.
Categories:
quicksands, hip hop
Form:
Rhyme
My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty
she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted
Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!
Categories:
quicksands, devotion, hope, inspirational, life,
Form:
Personification
The phoenix has died
I can see that now
I can see it in your eyes.
Those bright blue, youthful eyes
once so hopeful, now restless...unfocused.
Once you were a phoenix
on the precipice of flight
with the promise of love and life
oh, how I yearn to see
that life in you again!
She pulled you back, yanked you
strangled you with her apron strings
hung you, squeezed the life out of you
clingy, whining
a cesspool of anxieties
belched out and incessant.
Too caring, too conscientious to resist
you conceded, and the promptings
the promptings of obligation
overwhelmed.
So you froze fast in a nightmare
a nightmare of anxieties
trapped
sucked into a black hole
believed the lies
kept the security blanket
and sank in the quicksands
of stagnation.
The phoenix's wings were clipped
no longer a phoenix... no
but a goldfish in a glass bowl.
Now you languish in anonimity
never to make your mark
mugged by a mother's insecurities.
The phoenix has died.
Written on 2/11/2017
Categories:
quicksands, angst, anxiety, mother son,
Form:
Free verse
My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty
she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted
Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!
Categories:
quicksands, devotion, hope, inspirational, life,
Form:
Personification
My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty
she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted
Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!
Categories:
quicksands, devotion, hope, inspirational, life,
Form:
Personification
My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty
she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted
Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!
Categories:
quicksands, devotion, hope, inspirational, life,
Form:
Personification
My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty
she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted
Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!
Categories:
quicksands, devotion, hope, inspirational, life,
Form:
Personification
When the seeker becomes the flame he sought ~
In quicksands of desire, he’s never caught
11-February-2023
Categories:
quicksands, spiritual,
Form:
Couplet
There are, there is, there once was, red inside the red
A doubt arose regarding that which is behind the walls
What lies between, below, above the objects olden clear
Structures must be more than surface tension purple
Designed on future's night, darker than the pink within
Red above the upper surface red clings on
All things being equal in between
Blue is in trouble when it sinks into the quicksands blue
That is all there is when brown dries out on olive black
On solid ground near by the rusty trees with deeper roots
To take hold of truth collapsed on gray and orange
Nearly unearthed by rainbow explosions taken out alarmed
The end could just as easily be green
Standing behind the stagnant walls
Red holds on to the bitter whatever
Whatever that might be
It is not yellow
Categories:
quicksands, absence, adventure, color, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
Despair depressed in quicksands of time, hollow inside
Dented dreams collapse insipid, capsize and subside
Failure makes the razed life dark.
Latent beacon flashes on the desolate inner pathway
The light beckons through the drooping haze of dismay
On a new journey you embark.
Patient probes of endeavor for the edified soul begin
Eternally searching for shimmer of divine grace within
Life girdles euphoric rainbow arc.
June 2, 2020
Contest : Triple Stanza Couplet Trail-Rhyme
Sponsor : Charles Messina
For Brian Strand's Contest A Brian Strand July 10
Categories:
quicksands, depression, emotions, life, rainbow,
Form:
Tail-rhyme