Best Regality Poems
Her dress flowing, I watch her laugh as she runs through the trees
They stand tall at her regality, bloom full with her smile
She glides as if on air; her grace natural, incomparable
The breeze blowing through her hair, she seems unreal
As if specific time and ability was spent on her alone
I look at him watching her, and she has no idea
The admiration in his eyes or the hopes in his heart
She pulls light out in everything she’s around
I see her light in him; watching as his face glows
There is nothing in this world worth more to him
I look at him watching her, and she has no idea
How he would give everything he has to make her smile
…everything that he is to make her love him
He stares in her eyes and I see all that she is reflected back
I look at her watching him, and he has no idea
…that she smiles because he is already everything to her
Categories:
regality, friendship, love,
Form:
Free verse
The wonders of the world,
The clouds barrel into the pools of blue, crashing into golden sunlight streaks piercing through the sky,
A canvas of colour full of shades you cannot clarify,
As it floats by just above the likes of you and I,
Perched on a grand oak tree the birds soulfully sing,
Chirping a conversation, to us its a tweeting tune and the flapping of a wing,
The squirrels soon notice me,
As they scurry away up the Acorn tree, Watching and waiting from a bountiful beautiful branch,
Until it's safe to come thundering down the tree trunk,
To continue filling up their cheeks and arms,
The bunnies bashful and shy bolt for the bushes in the blink of an eye,
Unlike the bold butterflies that flutter brazenly through the skies,
Despite being delicate delights, full of vivid colours brightening up the sky, Just like fire flies burning bright in the nights eye,
The Lakes shimmer glistening in the rays of sunlight,
With a solid stillness that's glass like, Until a single ripples ride causes the surface and dark depths to collide,
We will never behold the secrets the dark depths haven't told,
Up above the geese are gathering getting ready for a good gaggling or perhaps they're giggling,
One things for sure they are certainly chitter chattering
The swans slide in silence paired with pure panache,
They are the Royalty of the water praised, poised and posh,
Ruling with regality and gracility and conduct,
Often looking down their elegant elongated necks,
At the peasant quarrelsome quacking ducks,
With utter distaste and disgust,
Flashes of yellow from Spring daffs sway away,
Dancing in the Whispers of the winds, a beautiful array
Petals from the Violets and bluebells amongst the lavender fields enhance what the emblazon earth's birthed,
The bees buzz in between the Floral display,
The nectar is their nicotine a bouquet buffet,
What wonders our world has to behold from for us to nurture,
The Creator blessed us not only with nature,
But every Acre each creature from the Grand Canyon a magnificent crater, to the Icelandics glistening glacier, everything is a fantastic feature,
We are blessed, to walk amongst the wonders of this world.
Categories:
regality, daffodils, earth, earth day,
Form:
Rhyme
…before us ( for Sweet Honey in the Rock )
By ‘bro.zayid’
“We will not bow down to
Racism…
“We will not bow down to
Injustice…
“We will not bow down to
Exploitation!...
“I’m gon’ staaaand!
“I’m gon’ staaand!...”
I’m Gon’ Stand, Sweet Honey in the Rock
they stand before us
primed
to peel the pain of oppression
from legions of eyes…
they stand before us
quilted
to the heart
to the soul
to the drum
of the vast continuum of our history…
they stand before us
a full
hipthick tapestry
of memory and sound…
they stand before us
ancestor-anchored
battle-proven
and ready…
they stand before us
sparklin
in an array of dignity
regality
and enchanting cosmic and earthbound smells…
they stand before us
wingswide
wailin
moanin
stirrin
swingin
thumpin
jumpin
circles of lyric rhythm
forevah unbroken…
they stand before us
walkin
in the incredible wonder and way
of the ancient glory of the afrikan woman
and of the magic of earth mother…
awwww
i say,
they stand before us
honey-sweet
rock-solid
dove-throated
cross-strong
liberation-cravin
mountain-climbin…
with blazin prizebound eyes
quilted
to our incredible past…
anchorin
a fierce future…
peelin pain from our eyes
by the legions…
forcin us to feel the ancestors’ screams
to stand up
back straight
daring to cradle their necksnapped dreams
for us to soar
high
with wings oceanwide
journeyin
risin
risin
risin
forevah
to the sun…
“Whatchu gon’ do?
Whatchu gon’ do?
Whatchu gon’ do?
“I’m gon’ staaaand!
“I’m gon’ staaaand!...”
©1996 all rights reserved
‘bro.zayid’muhammad is a well known cub of the legendary NY chapter of the Black Panther Party. He is the founding press officer of the Malcolm X Commemoration Committee and the media advocate for the Newark AntiViolence Coalition…
Categories:
regality, identity, inspiration,
Form:
Free verse
Regal in me
As a puppet strung in a rope
I remained tying with my bloc
Ever since I opened eyes and
Knew something with laugh
Regality soaked me as a morning loaf
As other I was said to follow with hard
To be gentle boy bearing 5 kilo load
Wept tightly aborting their alert
I remained failed in my regal
Sincere morality duties and obligations
I cultured lot of bore as herbs in horticulture
Still I bore a lot of pain in my reign
Remembering how to overcome modern regal
Those heavy awful teachings of others
Always perform to the effect of jet culture
Fly over the sky at tight right
Otherwise fall and sink in sea deep to die
Regal in me awakened more or less in life
Vertical horizontal diagonal fly
A kiss in the dream some time only freed me
I am the monarch in my blew regal
Classical test modernized facial
Removed hairs from thighs and hide
Very critical to accept with fair darling
In reality I am failure to digest in my regal
Matter of cosmos and let fly thought their
Sometime geared up high high in the bright sky
Ultimately downfall from there with great havoc to die
I never boarded in super jet fly
I invented a master plan for me to reign
Let standing myself in the monarch dream
A treat of tasteful opportunity,
If I stood first in the competition to win.
I remember redden face of lass
If she happened to raise rim of frock calf high
These days in my realm I need to bear
Two parallel mounds attract the eyes.
Categories:
regality, caregiving, celebrity, education, emotions,
Form:
Blank verse
unlike Reality
humans' Criminality
becoming Calamity
coz of Insanity
dealing with Duality
spread of Venality
infected Animality
vicious Brutality
Dogs are eating Dogs
gone all Fidelity
leading to Debility
in front of Neutrality
dealing in Superficiality
laughing in Hilarity
greed Whimsicality
claiming Ideality
building its Regality
under Illegality
where's the Morality?
you've lost your Originality
isn't this Inanity?
human race Fatality
tell me it's Unreality
Categories:
regality, abuse, anger, animal, depression,
Form:
Light Verse
The worst kind of loyalty, is often
meted out blindly
It’s an entrapment, and it always
ends badly
I once thought to try it on for size
But I couldn’t afford its high price
I found it made a rather merciless
and relentlessly evil master
Pushes its ardent fans, with all the strength it can muster
Under its spell they are suddenly rendered senseless
It appears they deem common sense as rather useless
Happy to replace it with a pair of blinkers in the end
Soon tunnel vision sets in, to mess with the head
Goes ahead and trades in all logic for herd mentality
That stubbornly refuses to face reality
Pretends to honour patriotic duty with such fake regality
Yet another crafty way to justify injustice
And satisfy the lust for collective prejudice
In the end it's bound to kill a nation's rich heritage
as moral decay spreads down each lineage
A fruitful legacy lost just to appease entitlement
And blissful ignorance relished as divertissement
Such a waste and a steep decline to self sabotage
It's a tragedy within a mixed media collage
A strange reality where biased perceptions are well renowned
In a world where critical thinking has long since been renounced
Categories:
regality, character, conflict, culture, humanity,
Form:
SLEEPING BEAUTY AWAKENS TO FATE
Beauty shrouds its sovereign brilliance under extremes
The oppressive Black Forest of fairy tale dreams
Buried far below the palatial sunrise
Dressed in farmer’s jeans, burrs in golden nest
An orphaned princess plays, regality suppressed
Godmothers ensure her fingers bleed no spindle cries
Rose, cosseted from laughter - the lust, that hopes she dies
Malificent doth yearn to steal her enemy's royal crest
Mine ears hear music
A sultry song of beauty
O steed so strong ~ ride yonder
Magnificent prince!
My heart shudders ~ I’m frightened
Sifting winds doth change my fate
4/20/2017
Laura Loo’s Three Style III Contest
One couplet, One stanza, One sedoka
A-A; A-B-B-A-A-B; 5-7-7-5-7-7
Categories:
regality, fate, princess,
Form:
Verse
pressed upon
laid back, coral bells and red roses
pretty petals impressed
scents and shapes, unfurled
regality in the trivial
ah, the memory
the piquancy
5/3/2022
Categories:
regality, flower, imagery, memory,
Form:
Free verse
What defines Queen?
A question in my mind supreme;
No subject to betitled Kings;
A regality not bestowed by bling.
A Queen will match a King in strength;
But intelligence gives that subtle edge;
I mean this not to cause offense;
I look to natural evidence.
What inner strength must Queens possess;
To be unbending faced with this:
A world were men dictate and stress;
Where Nature constant screams "REDRESS!"
What worlds were saved as Queens engaged;
In lands so ravaged after plague;
War and disease unleash evil;
Which Queens both nurse and fight with skill.
As man's injustice cracks man's law;
Our Queens stand firm and shout "NO MORE!
I bore you life, through me you are,
My stake in life is to give care"
A Queen protects that nuclear;
For fickle males do disappear;
A Queen remains to bring repair;
Engender values we hold dear.
My Queen: my mother, sister, aunt;
You are a light where darkness haunts;
Take up your leading role and know;
That as a man I bow down low.
Categories:
regality, beautiful, inspirational, women,
Form:
Rhyme
Let It be Known : I am in “ LOVE “
With a vision of “ Eternity “
LOVE in the Sunset of my “ LIFE “
My Heart, My Soul, renewed in “ SPIRIT “
Her Regality, Inspires me :
My Queen, " Reigns " : on her “ Pedestal “
Lavished with ROSES ; White and Red
BARBARA ; My LOVE : PURE and TRUE
Inspired by the Contest “ Crystalline Images “
Sponsored By “ Constance ~ A Rambling POET ~ "
Dedicated to My BELOVED : “ BARBARA JEAN “
Categories:
regality, girlfriend-boyfriend, love, passion, thank
Form:
Crystalline
Titles
Jingling bells on the camel drawn cart
A Memorable Ride for the day to start.
The good old days when cars so few
The multi attired costume looked all anew.
Rajasthan tunes for me to savour
Completing The Lines in all its flavour.
Not to forget their Tribute To Hyades
To fill the oasis in their scorched dire needs.
Folk lore of rustics Enslaved To Time
Mother Of The Age they still hold pristine.
Balveen Cheema
September 12, 2015
Contest: Titles
Sponsor: Pendleton Arkwright
* Rajasthan in India is known for its rioting colours, rich culture, folklore and regality.
Categories:
regality, color, happy, imagery,
Form:
Rhyme
Just on Friday there, at the end of the week in regality,
The Scottish Tories met to discuss, market and aim,
And state their policies for future elections in modernity,
Claiming to be progressive and considerate by name.
Their leader said that if they do not beat Scottish Labour,
In the next election, then she will be beat, but won’t resign,
Because she has gumption, intelligence and much ardour,
A vocabulary with a spark that ignites milk, you may consign.
Ruth Davidson studied at Edinburgh and Glasgow universities,
And was successfully elected onto the Glasgow regional list,
She became the Scottish Tory Leader in 2011, no adversities,
And is hot for judges, small business and faith schools’ cyst.
Categories:
regality, dream, education, leadership, march,
Form:
Quatrain
Roots steadied as bark hugged my foundations,
No thought of criticism’s evil eyes of lust,
My mind and body comforted in adulations,
In humankind and gentle tenors did I trust;
No god to devoid me of light and meaning,
My essence laughed and yet still asked to be expressed,
All my limbs, arms and two legs, juiced in feeling,
And my spirit did not then need to be dressed.
I was respected by my opportunity which alighted,
Into my night, swept up my distance with its heart,
And my new relationships listened and delighted,
In my determined effort, my awkward leap and dart;
I was filled with regality, drenched in truth,
I had felt so parched of water in my youth.
Categories:
regality, appreciation, desire, education, hope,
Form:
Sonnet
UGLINESS OF A SHRIVELED ROSE
To youth this dried up flower represents ugliness,
but that seasoned rose is a prime memory.
It had its regality of soft petals,
his pure sensual pleasure - whole face breathed the bouquet -
the amorous scent, felt the allure, the softness of breast and cheek.
This dried up flower looks fragile
but it has withstood the test of time.
Each pucker and wrinkle is a memorial,
a story that would pluck you bald.
To the lover, this old wild rose, so wise,
can still make you smile and weep,
make you laugh in your sleep,
stroke your back in comfort
and in sexual retreat.
The ugliness unfolds the unforgettable prose.
Youth is but a toe in the oceanic shore.
But young tart, I have dived in full throttle,
felt the languid waters envelope me.
Life lived to the fullest is beauty!
Kim Rodrigues (c) 2017
Categories:
regality, beauty, life, , memorial,
Form:
Free verse
Glistening like a violet velvet gown,
the richest shade of purple ever spun.
your regality requires a crown,
beaming gold like a smile splash of sun.
In the midst of a lush jungle backdrop,
as rejuvenating as fresh spring rain
elegance rests upon an emerald crop,
with enchantments throbbing like a warm vein.
Spotlight of vivacious significance,
your soft form is fashioned like pouty lips.
I savor your subtle romance fragrance
as my enamored mouth slowly unzips
to taste a bouquet of love's tenderness
with a delicate brush of tongue caress.
12-8-2020
Mostly written last summer, inspired by a salad picked fresh from our garden.
Categories:
regality, beauty, flower, garden, kiss,
Form:
Sonnet