Best Quitted Poems
It happened in a second
In the twinkling of an eye
Our vessel was driven unto rock
By a strong southerly wind
And so we lost power in the sea
This led to the shipwreck
Though many on board could swim
But only a few could made it
For many was drowned
When we came to the shore
We found a nearby Island
A place of mystery
As silent as the grave
No home was occupied
Every house had been quitted
We saw a street called Lonely
And so we trod slowly
For a while, more than a mile
We came to a mansion
It captured our attention
A house build with cedar
Maple trees and cinnamon flowers
We took bold steps to enter
Through the gigantic golden door
But the house was dark and empty
One could barely see through the foggy
Except the Inscription on the wall
“Trapped! Welcome to Hell”
Everyone starts to shiver
Suddenly we heard the door slams
Just like the thunder struck
Closely we held each other in panic
Hoping it would ease our fright
But the door slams continues…
With a thick loud voice echoing
“You are doomed’’ he says
With a creepy sound like that of frog
But when he was about to come forth
An angel appeared and struck him dead
Follow me and live! He said
He led us through a part
That leads to some villages
Go! Preach the gospel
You are the chosen ones
Survivors to tell the story
Categories:
quitted, adventure, allusion, appreciation, art,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
They resembled two spoiled kids
getting what they wanted and not settling for less,
so they took on the challenge of an unthinkable task:
to gather the most food before dusk.
But neither the rabbit nor the fox
had thought hardly enough to get it done timely without ever slowing done and rest;
they knew there should have been been a max
and the less they brought back to their hiding, the more they were put to the test.
Frantically, the rabbit and the fox scurried back and forth,
of course the rabbit was slower and the fox much faster...
whom do you think would have won this bet,
when they had quitted and held their breath?
Many gess it would have been the speedy fox,
other may have not considered the feeble rabbit!
But in being so lazy and hasty, the anxious fox
dropped may findings along his way, never minding
of stopping, even glancing back...thinking it would slow him down!
How clever and careful was the laborious rabbit:
he gathered more than the fox and not wasting a minute!
Oh, how proud was the rabbit...oh, how envious was the fox!
Categories:
quitted, adventure, animals, foodmay,
Form:
Ballad
What is the past tense of Quit?
a. Quitted
b. Quitten
c. Quitude
d. Quittined
e. None of the above
Which of the following is the correct meaning of Alacrity
a. Stubborn, unwilling
b. Alarming, Surprising
c. Mediocrity
d. Eagerness
e. None of the above
What word in the English language is always spelled incorrectly
a. Accommodate
b. Wednesday
c. Necessary
d. Fuchsia
e. None of the above
How would you rate this test
a. It was a great test
b. It was an enjoyable experience
c. It was a very easy test
d. This test deserves a 10
e. All of the above
2-1-2023
The Multiple Choice Poem Poetry Contest
Suzanne Delaney
Categories:
quitted, literature,
Form:
List
Just within the twinkling of an eye,
I found myself a success,
When I thought I was going on a journey
which would never end.
I never gave up the courage,
'Cause I've always known
the future holds a lot for me.
I made everything possible,
I worked hard,
Going through thick and thin,
Burning candles at both ends,
I never gave up,
I never quitted,
I never showed a white feather.
After all,I thank God I sailed through.
Categories:
quitted, inspiration, inspirational,
Form:
Rhyme
I’ve found myself just sitting here;
Surrounded by my tissues and tears.
Asking myself “could it be?”
That God has forgotten me
I know he says he’ll always be there;
Always watch out, and always care.
Yet lately it seems that he;
Well that he has forgotten me.
It started about two months ago;
I had been dealing with my foe.
And a lot of pain had been coming to my life;
I felt like giving up the fight.
Yet instead I had turned to God to help me;
Yet it seemed like he had forgotten me.
Things were starting to get worse;
And I felt like a walking curse.
How can a loving father as he;
Well, forget me.
I’d quitted my job b/c I couldn’t take anymore;
I was too mentally messed up and sore.
Now I’m barely making it on ends meat;
And the worse part is, I think God’s forgotten me.
My sister is sick and I don’t know if she’ll make it through;
She says she loves God, and I love God too.
I just think he may be busy with everyone else’s life;
To realize my sister is about to die.
Just when I began to give up all hope;
My sister awoke.
She says “I don’t know what could be the matter”
“But all of a sudden I feel much better”
She got up and whispered to me;
Do you still think God has forgotten thee?
Categories:
quitted, faith, forgiveness, hope, god,
Form:
Ballad
I got six endearments in life as far as I could recall
From my pre-school to a working staff of a school
My uncles and aunts called me Darling in Kinder
An apple of their eyes especially to my father
My father gave me a small gold ring engraved, Darling
I won family’s attention by declamation, dancing or singing
When I was in grade school I was very sickly
Despite frailness and vulnerability, I was still happy
For speed recoveries my mom called me, Sunshine
For I was born at sunrise, then finally I felt fine
In high school, I was slim but still looking cute
Some cousins called me Thumbelina - still soothe
Cousin-boys carried all my stuffs while holding my hand
“Let’s go Thumbel!”-caring gestures made me feel grand
When I’ve grown older and found someone
He called me, Sweetheart or Love -- so sweet and fun
I turned into a busy beaver losing time with my love
He surprised me with “Muffin”, so I quitted the job
April 24, 2022 8.36am
Categories:
quitted, care, cute love,
Form:
Rhyme
We have being waiting,
Since when we know nothing
When we cannot even figure out what is wrong,
When we did not know whom to sue.
We have being waiting,
Watching and wondering…
About when are we going to change
And when is the game going to be over.
We kept quite
Seeing innocents’ life being quitted.
Seeing our children becoming orphan,
Also our young women becoming widow.
We kept quite
Closely end our finger as we bite.
Tolerating misconduct in the society,
As the government say nothing.
Please tell me…
When are we going to inhale the fresh air?
When are we going to stop having nightmare?
When are going stop seeing our vanished innocent brothers?
We lived under the umbrella of brotherhood
Different religion, different culture.
Rich and poor as well.
Yet nor peace alive,
Oh we need some ease,
Please let us breathe,
Please, please.
…please
Categories:
quitted, child, feelings, kid, life,
Form:
Blank verse
Forgive me for all my past mistakes
That wounded deeply inside your heart;
Wishing I could re-clock the mists
Of ages to paint them afresh;
Yet the now can’t walk me back,
But ahead, learning from my darkest eras.
Forgive me for each pain I pasted in your soul,
And the loneliness you felt within.
Forgive me for loosing control,
For a moment I became a stranger to you,
Although cracks stretched us apart,
With no healing to entertain pains I feel,
Yet hard to accept we are no more together.
Forgive me for the way things were,
And the selfishness that you endured.
Forgive me for coursing a rainy weather
That cried your season with gentle havoc;
Punching your joy in massive fists
That left bruises and gashes in our union.
Forgive me for the heart I broke,
That shattered with harshly words I uttered.
Forgive me for the love you missed,
If I could, I’ll pay it back in full to you.
Forgive me for I wasn't the man you deserved,
Flood our yesterday in pieces of molecules,
For non will kiss us with ugliness again,
Yet I’m ready to repent and love
Like I’ve never been hurt before.
Forgive me for the way I quitted our relationship,
I've never felt so much regret in my life,
But with you I’ll be able to be gentle again;
So baby, please, forgive me.
Categories:
quitted, lost love, me, me,
Form:
All these days I never dare quitted,
From endurance to sacrifices I didn't demanded,
With a veil of tears that drowned me,
Pain and griefings slowly killing me,
Still... my faith in you domineer my being,
Because I love you and I'm not just dreaming.
My heart blinded me as everybody dwells,
I became as though a deaf before their very eyes,
But deep inside me desperation canopied me,
Kneeling before God, I need to be free,
Goodbye is the hardest word to utter,
Pointless affection has to end 'cos you're not my lover.
Goodbye...you're not worthy as my man...
Categories:
quitted, blue, farewell, sad love,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
my friend stabbed me
in the front
my boyfriend stabbed me
in the back
he came and put banages on all my stabs
my parents pushes me out
my teachersfelt shame
you came and helped me
through it all
my family quitted on me
my doctors did to
and for some reason
you camed and helped me
you are my true love
and i have fallen in love with you
Categories:
quitted, love, me,
Form:
ABC
6/5/17
Having separate decisions
And on our own missions
Seeing a different image
Me and boy got in a scrimmage
Like it was a privilege
Following or going against traditions
Whether or not believing in religions
On a planet with high gas emissions
And so many opinions
It may be unscripted
Or need to be encrypted
Not going to be the one who quitted
Or is getting continually outwitted
Going to always help kindred
Before and/or after dirt was sifted
Got into another skirmish
With those that didn't want to see me flourish
So earnest
To put me underneath currents
Or inside a furnace
But I was more than ready for any deterrents
And unwilling to give up on purpose
Above or below the Earth's surface
Categories:
quitted, dark, fun, how i
Form:
Rhyme
my friends ran away
their time was over
and they saw the light
i almost followed
but you pulled me back
my parents got drugged
they had to make times
they wished they could se the light
i almost followed
but you didn't let me
my teachers quitted on me
my pens died
i almost followed
but you pulled me back
you saved me
you truely are my friend
my best friend
Categories:
quitted, friendship, me, me, drug,
Form:
ABC
The separation of the world,
it's not at its own!
what makes it wrong,
it's vividly well known
from the bottom of our hearts.
Look at me,
i am a money grubber
who killed my son
to get rich quick!
He was my father whom
i copied to act like mad!
but now i'm alone
looking for a child.
I regret my self for what i did,
but really was bad in the eyes of God,
and the world at large.
Nothing bad in the world,
like killing your friend
for something small,
you can get any time.
Oh! nothing bad like money,
the source of evil and death,
and nothing good like it,
the source of joy.
Money like love,
are more difficult in the world
that needs us all
to be patience like dogs
because they quitted laugh.
Categories:
quitted, sad,
Form:
ABC
Suicidal
Ohh little one
The world knew not for you let no one,
Not to find out, but kept your woes.
Your thoughts became your biggest foes.
You belittled yourself if not fitted.
Where is your voice hidden?
That all at once you just quitted,
The life so good one would be smitten.
You woke the alarms of death,
And broke the hearts of your dear ones.
Who would have gone depths,
For life without you I loathe.
Categories:
quitted, death, death of a
Form:
Rhyme
when i was a kid , a notorious one, i used to turn the world upside down
to calm me down my mother taught me the art of poetry, though it still remains a mystery
but back then when i used to write, my one line brought a thousand smiles
started with the small and silly ones but were loved by the ones who used to listen
one of my poems still hangs on the walls beautifully framed and well maintained
those were the days when they would appreciate
now that i have grown up
my dad shouts to say, stop all this nonsense and focus on the degree
the same art then loved was now not worthy
my mother says keep poetry as a hobby and studies your priority
i did as it was said quitted poetry and became a book worm
24/7 i studied and followed the norms
days passed and the hardwork paid off
admitted in one of the finest collages ,the ones never thought of
now that i had the same life like everyone's else on this planet
the one which askes us to run 365 just like a servant,
all this led to grave disappointment
i wanted to write poems that's what i believed my life was made for
poems that people could can relate to and adore
with confidence and a lots of uncertainty i quitted my work
my parents lost hope and the society ignored
but i knew my words were my beauty
and relate to what people feel and pen them down became my duty
the first poem i wrote was called
"THE JAME'S BOND"
which described the life of a normal person ,his duty meant to perform
my words became my life and then there came the prize
let me be more precise and call it
the love of my life
met her in an auditorium ,sitting in the black velvet dress right across the podium
as my show got over she ran upto me and asked for a favor
asked me to read her poems once and later give her some assistance
but to my surprise , her poems were so deep that i fell for it and did not even realize
time , feelings and words brought our hearts close
what beautiful moments were those
soon my family accepted me when i reached the paths of glory
listen to your heart ,is the moral of the story
even though the time r hard ,do not worry
try hard till the moment , that later in life u don't fell sorry
Categories:
quitted, 12th grade,
Form:
Free verse