Best Rase Poems


Depression

D rink from this cup.
E scape into darkness.
P repare to meet your maker.
R egret nothing.
E rase all happiness.
S ever all ties.
S ee only despair.
I nvite grim reaper.
O rganise affairs.
N ighty nite.x

Last Day of Being Teen

A-fter the moon is gone, 
B-eacon early Sunday rises; 
B-eautiful morn has bathed
Y-our heart with warm wishes.

V-iews fifth of March
A-re pleasant to the eyes; 
L-et the new day break, 
D-awn meets the blue skies.
E-rase the mist and fog from the wonderful scene; 
Z-enith has just witnessed your last day of being teen.

The World

.. The world 
a planet with sorrow and pain .. 
even earth is about to cut through his veins 

there is alot going in the world today 
earth a place so colorful .. yet in my eyes 
the world now looks grey .. 
they say history repeats itself .. 
a "great depression" is amongst us 
and this is just the beginning 
wait till we reach the eye of the storm 
they come in many sizes .. and this one 
can be seen from several miles away 
slowly it now takes its form .. 
the financial instabilities ... 
a proximate cause of World War II .. 
is this the destruction of the human rase 
the devil is known .. but he now got a face 
a new world order .. humanity's disgrace 
only the strong will survive 
and the weak have to die 
what is it they have in mind ? 
a holocaust ? .. 
the annihilation of thousands .. 
maybe millions of people .. 
and you say death is a raider ? 
who are they to take the life of a stranger 
let this be told only by god .. our only savior 
Do we gonna have to start all over again ? 
first they destroy .. then to rebuild .. 
but first half of the world has to be slain 
for god's sake imagine the pain we have to gain 
.. now ..... are you affraid ? 
because this is reality 
so best grip your hands together 
and now let us pray 
and hope for the world .. 
to never fade away


Rase

This life will be briefly averred
as a part of me is well aware
that I will always be remembered
the every moment you live, you breathe
you write a single word each second
and you will sob inditing each letter.
 
A part of me is well aware
that even I keep close my eyes
The sun will still shine bright
Yesterday or Today or Tomorrow
I had shone and will shine in your heart, in your mind
when you will feel my rays abreast your soul
and you will rue those gleaming memories behind.
 
This life will be briefly averred
as you live on your days with shammed smiles
and slowly you will adhere to live with it
As you know you only live with sore disires
You wipe a single drop and several will follow
still you will shine with a sham smile, bumbling all your onerisms. 
 
A part of me is well aware
that even if I leave you lone and walk away far
The moon will still appear during rising tide
Morning or Evening or Night
I had rose and will rise in your marvels, in your dreams
When you will feel the surge of absence of mine
and you will be numb then and even you will mislay your mind.

Home Sweet Home

H aunted house filled with darkness
O nly grief was welcome in my home
M y Almighty Father bless my sorrow!
E nvison sweet life like there’s no other

S uddenly He lightened my mind
W hispered my ears and said
E levate those oppression and call me
E rase anxiety and I’ll give you happiness
T ill His voce vanished and left me in wisdom

H eld each other’s hands, all eyes closed
O h my Father! Bless our home and family
M ay you shower blessings of prosperity and love
E nvison a home where family is at peace

Me

as i cry due to unknotice trying.   my hart   begins to start to creek. as i  lack a womens loveing.not only that but the feeling of her touch . 
but as i start to fade to the lower grade.  the loved 1s attack me. as if i were a pair of drums  being pounded  and sounded for the town to here.
 attempting to rase me  1nce more ableing me to reach my scores  and open the doors alone to sit in my life  ruleing throne .
 but as i  trust my love 1 ruleing  in order to hlp me powerful but carefully. as they teach me more  knoladge for lifes twisted ways.
  but im  not dismissing  my trying .  all that shall do is  fail the attempt for the door put u back flat down on the floor. 
 If u  stay strong and firce  their shall be no tears that come to fall . as there's no need to have to crawl
 but  as  im always beleaving theres no tower   blocking my path.   as i  stay  continue haveing a strong and bold stance.
 aginst the non beleaving people as i stay firm strides and stay blocking there  dispiseing  try to dismount my life ride. 
 but as long as my walk stays strong   and ifight fiercly.  i should pass the bleeding  with light screaming.
but its all my chooseing   and doing  it depends on do i go the wrong route trying to  prove my  rights.
 but infact as i calmy look back  its nothing but a crash   leigering around for another attack .
as i try to  to  do right   and not come to fight  and dispose at even looking apoun  thee atempts.
  but wat come's to me as a dream.  never bring's in the reach  and kill's the dream.
 giveing up on my abilities but yet as i long to b remembered  but yet to over come the rock walls  and grasp  my ending task.
 i cant crawl  i must be strong  not just  for mile or two .
  but like the  loudness   of a lighting's  boom!! . as im  thinnk of these papers wording  as i  weight my thinking.
    as  end my thought and finly chooseing to keep trying  till my goal is at my grasping  and then i shall come to relax and thats a fact


Coming Back Home

What would be the state of mind of a young man coming back home after war?
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Cares and worries cast away

Overflowing with joy since break of day

My head heavy seeing many dead

Incessant shots, much blood shed

Now excited like a small child

Going home to unwind tensions piled

Back in my streets, I see happy faces

A joyous welcome, warm embraces

Chatting with family, eating home food

Kneeling down to God, expressing gratitude

Humming a song, glad to be alive and free

On my bed I sleep carefree

Merciful lord end all wars

Erase war memories, war I deplore 

21st February 2021
Written for coming back home contest by John Hamilton

Birthday Balloon

F-irst morn of December
L-ets you wake up early; 
O-pening both your eyes, 
R-ealizing the dawn's glory.
E-vening shadows disappear, 
N-ew day begins to break, 
C-rimson ray in the blue sky
E-liminates the heartache. 

G-leams from the wide lane
E-rase the saddest plight; 
N-o more mist and haze, 
G-lints have just left the night.
U-nderneath the heaven, 
A-nother blissful big event
L-ets the sun shine so bright
I-n the very special moment.
Z-enith welcomes the beacon, saying good-bye to the moon; 
A-s the twilight passes by, I bring a birthday balloon.

Today I Will Dress You Up

Today I will dress you up with
The pain and sorrow and
The feeble heart of the victims
To your golden fate
In your life.
I will dress you up today
With the deprivation and the cruelty and
The exploitation that you have
Extended to the society
Till now.
You have robbed the peace of mind
Of the people by and your brutal activities
Robbing their properties
Those who are helpless
In the society.
You have taken their land by deception
Even you took the awe of the mother and
Innocent sister by and with your brutality
To make your golden dream
To come a success;
To conquer the world and to lead
A lavish life with so many
Maid and maidens.
Today, I come to you
With an appropriate order of the lord almighty
To seize your brutality and to rase
Your high rise building and
To throw you into the
Street.
Today I will dress you up
With the stream of blood of the victims
In your golden fate of your life.
Today I will dress you up
With the stream of blood of the victims
In your golden fate of
Life.

Acrostic-03

Acrostic on NIGHTMARE


N-ightmare hugs my brain
I-nk of dream kisses my pain
G-rasps me it fully with the bundle of bone,
H-urts me amid my sweet dreamy plot,
T-ricks and traps me to walk on showing path,
M-erely I follow a cheated dreamy birth
A-im is destined to beat my sanity
R-ightly I find myself in insanity
E-rase O’dear all my path of tears

The Market Rasen Witch - Lincolnshire Folklore

upon the Rase a troublesome crone
who meddled in the Rasen folk 
for she a witch!
a witch! their slant and well
she laid upon a cow a cursied blight
a cursied spell 
and lo would not this neighbour’s cow
go to the milking parlour so
this neighbour’s daughter fraught and fair
to seek a wise man, she that hour
left in haste to hear of words 
and met with him though quite by chance
for he appeared to her when needed
invited in somewhat expected
and knew did he of her unrest
as heating in the fireplace a red hot poker
readying
and stoked, enflamed the fire roared
and from by the Rase the witch was heard
to scream and cry
you see now in her weakened state 
another troubled Rasener 
took heed upon the lowered crone
and struck her hand with a blade had he
and brought to her all of her eves
that drew the blood of taintedness
and scream once more 
then again made three
no more trouble will she cause
said the wiseman confidently
and the witch skulked away
her powers lost
made free were then the Rasen folk
and the cow went in to give them milk

Free Up Space

J-ust free up space on your mind, 
H-ave it relieved of woes; 
E-rase stress and anxiety, 
N-ever think of the throes.

F-ree up space on your memory, 
L-et it feel the ease and comfort; 
O-pen your soul to solace, 
R-emember the heaven's worth.
E-arly Friday February ninth, go to the pleasant place; 
S-ave not the unnecessary thoughts, delete them to free up space.

Shout On Top of the Mountain

A-fter the evening has turned
I-nto a fresh new dawn; 
Z-enith is ready to brighten
Y-our birthday celebration.

A-fter the shadow has faded, 
L-osing its deep darkness; 
Z-eal of the morn is felt, 
U-ntil it clears the early mist.
L-onely night is over, the sun slowly starts to shine; 
A-nother momentous event is waiting next in line.

A-fter the haze has vanished, 
V-iew is now amazing; 
E-rase the gray clouds, 
L-et them leave the morning.
L-earn to conquer your fear, 
A-s well as your doubt; 
N-avigate the stretch of hills, 
O-n top of the mountain, shout!

Erase Negative Aspect

J-ust
A-llow
Y-ourself

T-o
E-rase 
N-egative
A-spect

Topic: Birthday of Jay Tena (May 16) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

It's a Beautiful Life

H-ow beautiful life it is, 
A-lthough trials abound; 
N-ovember sixth sunny day, 
N-ice feeling heart has found. 
A-lthough we're worry-fraught, our minds think positively 
H-ow beautiful life it is, miseries turn into ecstasy. 

K-ind weather causes joy 
A-lthough it ends at storm; 
T-wilight and darkest dusk 
H-ave turned into new morn. 
L-ife is truly beautiful, 
I-t has many different colors; 
N-ew wonders do appear, 
E-ven the various flavors. 

M-usic, arts and poetic lines 
E-rase the chaos and strife; 
D-reams, success and others, 
I-t's a beautiful 
L-ife.

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