Best Replace Poems
“Send me a pic,” he sent with a smile,
“Share what you’re hiding away.
You’re a beautiful girl, not like the rest,
And you’re never ever even afraid.”
“Hmm, let me think, can I really trust you?”
She replied as quick as she could,
“Sure you can,” he sent, quick as a flash,
“My intentions are all really good.”
So she slipped off her top, behind a locked door,
And numbly stood all alone,
And sent this guy, a photo of her,
Her confused body standing at home,
And this is their life, for new teenage years,
Pleasure removed from the dance,
Intimacy gone, replaced with an image,
Nude selfies replacing romance.
There are certain things you see
That are bright and glittery
Shiny, fancy and enticing
But they are not free, the pricing
Of these items is to high
They are not the reason why
You are put upon this earth
The price you pay is never worth
The way they look, feel, or glow
Soon you will feel hollow
With nobody by your side
When the love inside you died
s you become more greedy
Materialistic and so needy
For items to collect and wear
No feelings anywhere
Your heart is a lonely pit
Little by little, bit by bit
Everyone who used to care
Can not be found anywhere
As your heart could only feel
Love for things that are not real
In boxes, on shelves, in drawers
Replacing loving friends, now your
Surrounded all around
By a creepy eerie sound
Of silence making you see
How lonely your world can be
No soft words or caring ways
From someone to love each day
Your Romantic Lights It Can Not Replace
Full moon beaming down so brightly tonight
Your dancing light did not seem quite the same
Glorious moon, you are a lovely sight
With love interlaced in your yellow flame!
Watching you shining and sharing such gifts
Lovers feel your magnificent powers
Beautiful calming sky that so uplifts
Gazing in stuttering awe these sweet hours!
As dawn rushes up to your light erase
We feeling sadness in hearts wanting more
For while missing you and your smiling face
We ask, you travel to what distant shore?
Sun is wonderful with hot burning face
Your romantic lights it can not replace!
R.J. Lindley
June 20th, 1973
Sonnet: Perfect tens, perfect 100 words
Syllables Per Line:
10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Words: 100
Note- Edited recently to hit the 100 word count.
My friend, the friendly robot,
Does everything I could ever want.
Cooking exactly how I like my food,
Like it’s from a swank restaurant.
She cleans, she fixes, and she creates
And then she irons all of my clothes.
She even massages sore muscles for me,
And she even blows.
My beautiful gorgeous robot is learning
How to live with her own instinct.
Soon I feel I won’t be needed at all,
Soon I’ll become extinct.
One day, I felt so lost in this world
I felt off track from my life's path..
every good memory turned to a heavy stone
tripping me over my route
wherever I go..
Every smile, was never reflected from inside
It was barely drawn on the face
careless of a better replace..
Heavy grey, rainy clouds
were shading my eyes..
endless tears,
were falling down
and still..
I was not in need of another hand to erase
the dropping tears..
I sat alone
under the window in my room,
it was so dark,
I can barely see the moon..
But I can feel it.. so gloom..
I had a wish of a better Tomorrow,
erasing Today and vanishing the life before..
Yet this wish didn't stop
more tears to fall..
But, at a moment,
I found a light coming in between
my window shades,
it was the sun shine
which lights every morning, everyday..
At then I realized..
There is always a light after the dark
As long as there is a new morning
& a sun to re shine back again
after every night
regardless of what happened the day before..
My heart was beating hard
out of faith & hope
that everything will be alright
no matter how many times
or how hard you might fall..
It is all about the hope
which in your heart, you hold..
and in your life
you look for and follow..
Just have faith
and you will have a better life replace..
I Can't Replace The One you loved
I don't share there taste
I don't share there laugh
I don't share the way they look at you
But yet instill I want to be close to you I didn't even realize the difference
Till the night you called out there name.
That day I laughed seeing how I played myself into a something that was never meant to be.
You've sullied my heart,you've twisted my mind,My soul is cracking even more then I thought.
There are days when I thought everything would shatter but they never did...there are times when i though I could make even though you have no real feelings towards me.I understand your heart break and I understand the pain but for you to go and use me like i'm some toy well i can't forgive you,you see?
I'm no replacement,I'm no ones fool,I'm not a toy,And sadly i'm not your either.
I could never understand what made you think I could replace the one you love.You loved
I don't share there taste
I don't share there laugh
I don't share the way they look at you
But yet instill I want to be close to you I didn't even realize the difference
Till the night you called out there name.
That day I laughed seeing how I played myself into a something that was never meant to be.
You've sullied my heart,you've twisted my mind,My soul is cracking even more then I thought.
There are days when I thought everything would shatter but they never did...there are times when i though I could make even though you have no real feelings towards me.I understand your heart break and I understand the pain but for you to go and use me like i'm some toy well i can't forgive you,you see?
I'm no replacement,I'm no ones fool,I'm not a toy,And sadly i'm not your either.
I could never understand what made you think I could replace the one you love.
Nothing Can Replace
The Love of Jesus!
Nothing can replace the
love Jesus brings.
Not sex or drugs!
Not anything!
Satan comes to steal,
kill and destroy.
The love of Christ
brings true peace and joy!
With the love of God...
Your life can completely change.
He'll replace your emptiness with
his love in exchange.
The Lord of your life is where
Jesus needs to be.
He must be the lord of your life.
Your upmost priority!
If this simple truth is what
you wish to do...
Jesus is here right now
and is waiting for you!
You serve either God. Or this world!
There’s no in-between.
Only the love of Christ can wash
and make you clean!
The decision is yours!
I hope you make the right choice.
By listening to the gentle
call of the savior's voice!
By Jim Pemberton 04/03/15
God doesn't replace choice with freedom,
excluding me from that Heavenly kingdom;
if I disobeyed...I'd forever lose this soul to woes!
For my own sake, which one am I going to choose?
I lived youth selfishly...denying that He existed,
and He sought me when it was almost wasted;
bells rang to atone me with their never-ending song,
the organ played its sweet music to carry me along.
God doesn't replace choice with freedom;
I either immerse myself in the life-giving waters
and allow the forgiveness of all committed sins,
or simply die without ever learning wisdom.
Reality is hard to replace
our white elephant is a disgrace
she parks herself wherever she places
usually taking up needed space
in the old days she would win a race
now she'll barely outrun a turtles pace
kids use to play on her face
on her trunk their hands would trace
upkeep we still embrace
her past is hard to erase
through the hands of time she lies in God's grace
through our hearts we loved our old faithful ace
and now the time has come to part waste
the deed to ole rusty bomber is in the brief case
soon her ashes will be placed in the family vase
when the setting sun covered her tears with lace
as the tow truck took away ... her final breath
... reality is hard to replace
3/18/17
Someone, or Something, Replaceable - Poetry Contest
You left us John, yet life goes on
You left too soon, unhealing wound
My brother,
Though cousin;
Closest to me
In our childhood home,
Torn from our tree
Could you have known
The heartache you'd sown
No one can replace you John
In the eight years that you've
Been gone
Remembering you, and hearing
A song
The world spins,
Time moves along
Poet, deep heart, brother mine
We breathe, we live
No, we're not fine
Your pain was deep and traceable
You knew you were Irreplaceable
Now your widows picked up the pieces
Her shattered heart loves again, though
Her pain never ceases
How we've longed to see your face
Your gone: cannot be replaced
The world spins, and life goes on
But you are SO missed brother John
P-icture of a mother is irreplaceable
U-nder God's grand design;
R-egardless of the world's weather,
I-t's deep in our heart and mind.
T-here's no one like a mother, she's an important instrument;
A-lmighty God has tasked her to do a lifetime commitment.
A-nd no one can replace a mother,
S-he's an exemplar of love and care;
U-ndauntedby sad situations,
N-othing can cause her hate and anger.
C-hildren should respect and obey
I-nstead of disregarding her;
O-ne in a billion given by God,
N-o one can replace a mother.
We are watching TV news indicating catastrophes, people
discriminating and being prejudiced against others while
sinning, doing bad things, telling lies and environmental
problems created at Camp LeJeune.
Breaking rules should be in there somewhere.
Why do people write, "Letters to the Editor" anyway?
What do they want to gain from their letter? Article
might be an expression of dissatisfaction, disagreement
and doubt. They may be filled with animosity also
We could be giving credit where credit is due, being
positive, patient, loving and kind.
People have been killed or injured, affected by bad
weather, calamities and health problems. and
things that are terrifying.
We must give credit where credit is due. What you
give out is what you will receive in return. Give out
love, kindness and mercy and will receive the same
back.
Do not criticize others to build yourself up. Encourage
others to do good and better themselves. Would be
interested in reader's comments regarding this article
that I have written.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
Believer of God and Jesus
RiverSea Plantation
Books are being stacked on the streets to impinge
blame on their words as worthless thoughts;
yesterday they were a great source of knowledge.
Scriptwriting is being totally replaced by obsessive texting,
one of the marvels of our artificial intellect;
once reading and writing were the only icons of learning.
Soon robots will replace human intelligence:
trains, buses, and cars controlled by a computer;
havoc on the minds of travelers with exigence.
A hysterical Greta explains the results of negligence
to the UN Assembly, they seem to ignore her;
climate changes can't be spoken with transience.
How can anyone face those horrifying events?
Hollywood enhances them with their imagination;
even asteroids frighten us more than earthquakes.
6 December 2006 03:20
Barfday present. (replace f with d - optional)
Tis possible, to find, a decent proof of any reason,
And follow the road of ones own thoughts, to all, and every,
Conclusion
As I am God, and so are you, in immortal action, in all things,
The sentence of, eternal life on us, doth bring, each, and every factor
To-life
If I trust me, to really see, the layered multi, in all the next-steps
Or to trust the essence, of the liberty,-of-intention, then I, might, be,
Free
In the damage, that is caused, in all the things, I ever made, the will of God,
Flows out in time, and offers the choice of resurrection
The slowly-softly, the tender-sweet, the frozen-silence, the rabid-moon-beam
That is of us, that is this life, that is, this land, in all its strife, is whole, and full
And none-gendered
To open my heart again to you, the all of you - the all of m e… and seize upon
The pen, this sword, and stretch you out upon my rack, and then to ask us both
In turn, to rise above the awefull pain of my incomprehandable ideas, seems
So meaningless
The nothing of a world alone, standing-falling, climbing-stone, is so empty
That I find, this voice, astounding, pounding, it wants to get out…. So lover,
Let me say this plain…
I am brushing aside the wounds that you, made, in promoting me, to tell a story
Tell a soul, a piece of heart, that one can never break, for I rose above the
bruises.
This time…. And tomorrow, I am here again… able, stable, willing, and doing the
best I can
To rise above the pain agen.
Here I am
Standing
Ready to walk?
Have been watching a lot of “How It's Made”
Great to learn about the amazing robotics at play
But for making love
No replacing a sweet hug
For a real live mind blowing romp in the hay