Best Realized Poems
The first time she kissed me was the day I realized that I was in love
When her lips met mine, my heart exploded so did my mind
It was as if the heavens and the Earth have combined,
There were many people and many sounds but I could only hear one
The voice of her heart, with every beat taking my name and only mine
Her arms were giving me an embrace and there I noticed the beauty of her face
Her lips red as a sunset, her face white as a dove, that was the day I fell in love
22 June 2018
A fictional poem
For the contest" seven lines of Romantic Heaven"
Sponsor " Silent one "
She thought it was nothing and broke it off,
But despite her feelings, he took it rough.
The love that seemed unforeseen to her,
Taunted him each time he dreamed.
Although he did his best to forget,
He hadn’t been able to forget her yet.
Passed his breaking point late one night,
He found a rope and tied it tight.
Not long after he stepped off his bucket,
He was found with a note inside his pocket.
“I will love her until the day I die,”
Were his last words and final goodbye.
With that, she realized far too late
That leaving him was her worst mistake.
Struck with grief, she grabbed two bottles.
Orange first, emptied it to the bottom.
She washed ‘em down with the bottle of rum,
His picture in her hand as she went numb.
I turned on the news and saw
people rioting in the streets,
burning the American flag,
destroying private property,
smashing windshields,
attacking innocent people,
screaming and ranting,
displaying so much hate
towards those who don’t share
the same thoughts and
ideas they do
and I was disgusted,
wondering why the news
had to always show things
that were happening
in the Middle East
until I realized
it was California
what the hell is wrong with people?
I grew up with fear
The worst one being
Losing my mom
The one person who I knew
Would love me
No matter what
Even if the stars
All fell from the sky
If night turned to day
And day to night
There would always be
Assurance of her love
If the sun stopped shining
And the moon wouldn’t rise
If everything good went away
If I was only left with
Worry and pain
Still there would be
Her love so enlightening
Fear of losing her
Haunted my thoughts
Caused me to scream silently
In nightmares that plague
Horrid dreadful fears
That would pursue me
Throughout my life
Only to guarantee me
That unless I died young
These fears would, one day
be
Realized
I am the whisper, subtle and unseen,
A shadow stretching, where goodness has been.
I build my castles on shifting sand,
Demanding tribute from every hand,
A silent monument to what I crave,
A selfish master, a gilded grave.
I stand apart, though surrounded close,
Consumed by self, in the seeds I sow.
We are the bronze-shod feet that do not tire,
The hollow boast that sets the plain on fire;
We crave the field where every loss is gain,
And drink the bitter vintage of the rain.
We are the thirst that no peace can appease,
The roaring mouths that strip the olive trees,
And watch the cities dwindle to a name,
All for the mirrored glory of our flame.
But notice the sunbeam, a delicate gleam,
Piercing the darkness, a hopeful, soft stream.
For even the deepest of shadows can cease,
When the light of awareness brings solace and peace.
The garden can flourish, the ego can cease its reign,
And the self finds connection, again and again.
Christopher Colombus- Celebrating Genocide
You stepped foot on the birth canal of my ancestors,
pure, sacred, loved.
you smiled.. proceeded with greed.
your civilization like disease.
my people soon were infected
your protest to "civilize" a free nation took flight on the wings of a lie.
you told us were sent by a god.
this god, we wondered, why did he send you to destroy us?
haven't you said he was holy?
haven't you said he was your creator like tunkasila was ours?
yet you take his name and use it for power.
you believe in your great father and all that he says is right,
does he teach you genocide? massacre?
your attempt to destroy a humble people's heart failed.
although you have spilled the blood of my ancestors and forced your beliefs in front of ours
my blood flows far.
i have descended from struggles and will persevere through the desolate world you have created.
while americans celebrate your name,
i believe it is an injustice.
for they too, live in lies.
Not i. Not i who was beaten, belittled, threatened, torn, cursed, stolen.
Oh no, not i.
I stand in the land of my people as Oglala Lakota, proud, humble and heavy hearted.
for the day has yet to come where our home,
mother earth, will be reconnected with the many souls that harvested it,
loved it and praised it in thankfulness and with all honesty.
Christopher Columbus,
on the day your name is celebrated for taking our home,
i hang my head,
in my many days...
your day has never been and will never be,
a good day to die.
-Isabelle Brave Heart, Oglala Lakota
clapping hands loudly
staring in awe happily
plans came together
"Hope that is seen is not hope, for when a man sees a thing does he hope for it?
Apostle Paul Romans8:24
When you receive the thing you hoped for,
should you keep waiting, hoping?
I hope not!
When there is no more pain,
there is no more hope,
when a pain free world is the reality
So...give me please a world with no hope.
When there is no more war,
there is no more hope,
for peace is reality,
So...give me please a world with no hope.
When there is no more hatred,
there is no more hope,
because love is the reality,
So...give me please a world with no hope.
When there is no more poverty,
there is no more hope,
satisfaction is the reality,
So...give me please a world with no hope.
Can you imagine a world,
where we don't just hope for peace,
love, the end of pain and suffering,
the end of war, but it is the reality?
That's what it means to live in a world with no hope!
Will you be there? Can you see it with the eyes of faith?
I hope so!
John Derek Hamilton November 29,2015
Two love birds collide
Different world
Different cities
Different colour
A tale of two cities
Like a
cinderella
story...
The groom
chocolatey
The bride
lights up
What an
attraction
Between
Unlike
poles...
When the
chocolate
enters
The bride
lights up his
world
He said he
loved her
He pursued
determinedly
He was
focused
and
patient....
And he got
his "Prize"...
As the day
drew nigh...
For the walk
on the aisle
Everyone in
high spirits...
Preparations
all the way..
To make it a
day
Dat lasts
long in the
memory
Trumpets
blowing..
Drums
banging
Dancers
strutting
their stuff
Standstill...the
order of the
day
All nooks
and
crannies
filled
For just two
people
Destined to
be *father
and mother*
Of many
nations*
Union that
has been
God-
ordained
To
transform
and mould
lives
With Jesus
at the
Epicentre..
The rivers of
excitement
flows
through my
bloodstream
Now its a
month of
God-fulfilled
promise
Tick tock
says the
clock....
A month in
no time
Will lead to
a year
And to a
decade....
Double
decades...
and
many more
If Jesus
tarries....
God will
*jinki* you
with seeds
That will
continue
your vision...
And your
parental
roles fulfilled
You shall
not lax
in
your
responsibilities
To
yourselves....
And seeds....
You are an
eagle
Destined to
soar...
You shall
shine...
Brighter
than the sun
You shall
walk with
God
Like never
before
*jinki*
yoruba word
for enrich...
(An
indigenous
language in
nigeria)
Out of all the relationships I’ve ever been in, few really ever knew me.
Just bits and pieces rehashed, concocted and dispensed from;
A world I know as the files from my performing arts.
But with you it’s different because you’re so damned pretty.
I tell myself to stay Germaine when I’m around you but;
As soon as I set my eyes on you I lose track.
I’m moved by feelings I can’t even name.
You probably know what I mean don’t you;
Younger days and different faces where the blood flowed so thick;
And passion was so hot it set your body on fire,
Ah but the kicker; the ace in the hole; the crux of the biscuit with you;
And moves me most even more then the probable thrill of your kiss is;
It’s all of you that has made my heart beat irregular rhythms;
And that I’ll always remember.
It’s strange somehow thinking about the times I’ve spent in relationships yet;
Few have ever had the chance to really know me.
Just bits and pieces rehashed and concocted;
From a world he quietly calls “the Halls of Lenny’s performing arts”.
But with you it’s different because you’re so damned pretty.
I tell myself to stay natural when I’m around you but;
As soon as I set my eyes on you;
I seem to lose most of my composure.
You move me from a place I sometimes don’t even remember is there;
You probably know what I mean don’t you;
Those times from another place where the blood runs thick;
And passion burns like an eternal flame that sets your soul on fire,
Ah but the kicker; the ace in the hole; the crux of the biscuit is;
What moves me most about you goes;
Way beyond what may be there inside of those jeans I've seen you in
It’s you; all of you that makes my heart beat irregular and I’ll never forget.
.
Will you marry me?
motherhood, I will give thee
trapped souls, now set free
A lady sleeps tonight
on silken sheets, her
cheek soft against
the pillow. And stars
for guides she walks
her dreams, in the
search for her lovers
hand. The hand gentle
of loves caress, the
hand that holds her
future blessed. Amidst
the star dusts fall and
moonbeams glow she
walks where rainbows
hide. For his side she
wanders on, through
the glow and angels
song. Then under the
brightest star two
beating hearts collide,
the galaxy witnessed
a new love born. And
as the lips passed that
first kiss, her dream
was realized in total
bliss.
I realize now that my greatest blessing and curse
Was that I had a big heart
A heart so big it allowed the greatest possibilities
One that nurtured dreams I knew not but saw light of through the eyes of my dearly beloveds
I realize that I have an artistic heart
One that wrote poems and songs for the souls that needed feel a sense of recognition
It be once or more, by me and those that choose see light in their dim nurtured lives
Even if it was just for a dream
I realize I had the most empathetic heart
That I forgave the ill treatments and neglect I had received excusing them of their downs when I too was down
That I watered seeds with water I long walked for before my own for I saw their possibility of a bloom
Even if it was just a dream
I realize that I had a patient heart
One kind and forgiving,
One that saw beyond flaws even if mine were the first they saw looking at me
I realize I had a heart of a soldier
That I would fight for my people and a cause with my outmost all and in fierce loyalty even if it is seen of me when I am gone
I realize I had a heart that overflowed with love
That I could not give only to my own but to my people
That I could never choose to love one in ignorance of their wrong,
Instead I would love them to the best I know they know they are wilt
And so my story goes
…………..
River is flowing
Kids in it are playing
One makes believe rock
Is a giant whale
They imagine great ships taking sail
Each whishes for it to be real tale
Not the boredom of small town with only a river
Sometimes with so cold water it will make you shiver
But a great blue ocean
With great space vessel flying above with some mysterious form of locomotion
Or pirate ships having skirmishes across this ocean
Or ships with sails gliding through azure sky not the ocean
The imagination of a child
Runs deep and wild
It will form flame in the soul
That grows sometimes out of control
But some children grow up to live free
Their imagination of the youth a part of their destiny
They are solving every mystery
And to mankind’s questions answers they can see
One such adventurer crosses the jungles and jumps through pit of fire
To find alley ornamented with trees with flowers of sapphire
He wishes to know what this tale would inspire
That there is great pyramid and in it treasure past the pit of fire
He finds the pyramid and will enter
Past two harpy eagles guarding it there is something in the center
Upon the altar he gazes and on it something shaped like a bowl
For some strange reason this object lightens up his eyes and fires up his soul
From the bowl rises giant snake of energy
It is powerful beautiful and full of majesty
This is Shakti
And is master of immortality eternity and greatest depths of infinity