Best Resend Poems
'Crashing'....Into the rocks....
I stare, until a light mist
Gathers itself within my eyes
I gance to my left, towards the cove
A sailboat sailing, just beyond an empty shore
I peer, I stare, but, 'She' is not there
I resend my sight....
Her bluest, of alluring blue eyes
Heavenly eyes~Her timeless glow!
Wearing a flowered sundress
Her shining, and flowing auburn hair
Standing there ~
I beam, as I gently ring the chimes
Those, that she did once fashion
Forever there, now by my side
Dolphines and butterflies
Her favorite flower....'A Crimson Rose' ~
I then set my coffee down
And, gather them within my hand
I think, I shall keep the top up, today
It is, kind of cold....
"Can we dear, can we"
Peter Gabriel ~
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Driving down a coastal road
On a grey and cloudy, seaside day
Somber silence, as I look toward the west
The oceans breaks, as I glance upon its edge....
Gazing, beyond its horizon, and beyond all time ~
Turning back ahead, and into the rear view mirror
A tiny heart, red, and her golden cross!
A tear from the corner of my eye, falls, as I arrive
I slowly pull up, park, and once again, get out
Across the solemn ground
That I have crossed before, I walk
I quietly and humbly kneel down
As I run my fingers, through her glistening hair....
"Hello my love," I say, as I lay them tenderly
Before 'Her Eyes!'~
There, for her grace to see~'Her Beauty!'
I carefully arrange them, my heart bleeding inside
As I remove the old~"And there you are, 'My Dear!'"
I then stand, and I hold her close....
Kissing the perfectness, of her wonderous lips!
And I whisper, "always," into her everlasting soul ~
"Forever 'My Love,' forever!"
A bright gleaming as I look unto the sky
And then, I close my eyes....
"In your eyes, the light the heat, I am complete"
"Can we dear, can we"
She giggles, as I hand her an eternal
And neverending promise, once again, within
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~A Crimson Rose~
Categories:
resend, hope, life, loss, lovelight,
Form:
genuine love
like a dove
chattel for cattel
cattel as chattel
frosty the snow man?
or the glow ran?
as wisps of flakes on the wind
God can you please rescind or resend
that snowflake that never duplicates
cause I sure like this one, so replicate
uniqueness got my attention now
but in itself it's lost somehow
like whispers on the wind never retold
how far do snowflakes grow old?
For eternal energy I'm fold
for a snowflake I will never scold
Tangible frost
a valued frost
Categories:
resend, nature
Form:
Send a text
And what comes next
Perhaps is a reply...
But maybe not
And you know what?
You'll have no reason why.
Was not received
Or someone's peeved
And chooses to ignore it...
'Cause on the screen
What you might mean
Has no way to explore it.
So what to do?
I've thought it through
And think you should resend it...
But that advice
May not suffice,
Thus I cannot defend it.
Instead I wait
In such a state
That keeps my nerves a'jangle...
And check my phone
'Cause one alone
Can make those nerves untangle.
Categories:
resend, technology,
Form:
Rhyme
Like a Potter, God has a plan and a purpose for us. Like clay, we are filled with air and many impurities.
He places us on 'The Wheel', where we must be schooled. He's ever patient to long endure with our disharmony.
He's beyond tolerant, going the farthest distance with us. He'll bake, shake, remake us; reshape us; return us; resend us;
It's hard to even imagine what good He would not do for us. He's unafraid and freely allows freedom of expression and freewill.
He knows no weakness that disallows Him to release us to our own devices. His Divine Law of Freewill often yield to our hastened demise and destruction.
Many are the tears of God, frequently poured out for the choices we make. But He is bound by His Divine Laws, intrinsically stamped upon His character.
Although He is Omnipotent to do as He pleases, He sometimes prohibits Himself from certain actions.
His Love is also subject to Divine Legalities of Holiness. And His personal attributes never contradict each other.
He is indeed vitally involved in the human condition'; but He forces neither success or failure; and He neither
dictates heaven; nor does He program hell for us. Each destination is a personal preference via free choice.
I must confess, there are times when I wish it were not so. But ultimately, the Father knows best how things should go.
03272017 FB PS Contest, Be Didactic, John Anderson
Categories:
resend, bible, christian, destiny, father,
Form:
Couplet
Another day has gone away
Another woman passes my way
Another thoughts, another wiev
Another world, without you
Another sleepless rainy night
And emptiness in tired eyes
Another peace, another war
But gist is you in broken heart
And I will open sky tonight
I will resend my loud cry
And you will feel my love in heart
This is my way and dream and I
Categories:
resend, lost love,
Form:
Ballad
A minor typo found this fanatic spell binding hound to resend a poem posse sub bully dashed off in a huff (past the hour) if nothing else than fur his spurt full of peace, bot tee, and mind.
Thus this Norwegian bachelor wannabe (most closely aligned with said status closely attained unmarried state by pledging my Unitarian troth) tilled, sown, and furrowed spirit nsync with the missus sleeping in close proximity.
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dog tired this day - march 29th, 2018
no matter this dawg gone pup
took numerous one after another cat nap
his utterly fatigued
body electric still ragged
as if he went without sleep for a lifetime,
ensnared within a time warp,
espied that aggravating "aw SNAP"
(error code instead of a webpage
indicating Chrome happens to be
experiencing problems loading)
or, simultaneously
caught in a narcoleptic parent trap
thus, while a burst of energy
temporarily doth prevail
(a priori which extreme fatigue
of body, mind and spirit -
more troublesome, and worse than -
getting crucified
with a rusty nine inch nail
alleviated with deep sleep finds
much more tiredness
than usual quotidian sleepiness
bruiting this male)
being imprisoned (for high
gram matt tick crimes
and misdemeanors) such as: comma, splices,
dangling a modifier, splitting an infinitive,
unnecessary parenthesis (), et cetera
which landed me punctually,
proverbially, and squarely
in the slaammed shut jail
fed thin gruel with grubs that didst flail
nauseating pluperfect revulsion
each time hide exhale
which, many hours long rests did restore
for a bit of time only for totally tubular
exhaustion to come roar
ring back leaving me tour
charred as if...i fought in every major war.
Categories:
resend, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Light Verse
Beneath the roar of rhetoric tossed
Bellowing in waves of stripes lost
I can hear a song of hope
Surviving among the trope
50 to one we resist this star
Hand in hand united we are
And with blindfold, balance, and sword
We shall resend all accord
For days numbered are upon
What hate did spawn
And in light, darkness shall pass
Bringing to heel what was once crass
Ending the spread of petulance
With innocence, valor, and vigilance
Categories:
resend, political,
Form:
Bum.Boom....Bum.Boom....Bum.Boom
The sounds of a drum beat resounding over me.
In her eyes I gaze and wonder of how deep I can go,
The essence of her eastern beauty inticed me.
Hair of black satin rests on her flesh,
The rasberry aroma takes me to a place of imagination.
The touch of her soft hands makes my body feel fresh,
As my mind travels with no limitation.
Bum.Boom..Bum.Boom..Bum.Boom
The sounds of the drum beats double time.
We sit connected through our souls,
Yearning to be one body, soul, and mind,
As we get closer our skin is no longer cold.
As we get lifted and taken to another place,
We leave behind a piece of our selves that we can never recover.
All I can do is stare at her angelic face,
It could never happen with another.
Bum.Boom....Bum.Boom....Bum.Boom
I listen as the sound falls back.
The bliss after the storm is amazing,
As the air is filled with I do's and our souls made contact.
Lovers eyes wild and gazing.
Vows were made not to be broken,
Our love has been cemented.
No evil words to be spoken,
Because to each other we were commited.
Bum..Boom.........Bum..Boom........Bum..Boom
The sound of the drum gets weaker.
Complaceny sets in between the two souls.
Those sweet somethings become bitter,
As the arguments and fighting take toll.
Killing off what God created for his glory,
The two souls forgot about each other.
This once upon a time love story,
Has become a mystery novel that i have yet to discover.
Bum....Boom......................Bum.........Boom
The sounds are far apart and few.
How can this be happening to the firey souls?
Another came in when our fire had no blue.
It was no more than just a flicker as the breeze blows.
Her heartless act has taken apart of me,
Leaving me questioning loves existence.
Why can't our love sustain we,
Through this even a chance isn't givin to persistence.
Bum.........................................Boom
The sounds stop at an abrupt end.
As the sounds stop so does a life,
With no return in sight it can never resend,
All the darkness she left behind brings forth no light.
As my soul looks forward to my dreams,
She can't have them.
They shed light even if it is as dark as it seems,
A new life will begin.
BumBoom. BumBoom. BumBoom.
The sound acts as though it has been resuscitated.
Who is she?
Categories:
resend, love, wifesound, love, me,
Form:
natures way
Pains relieved through
Nature’s ways
morning wake’s to flowers blooming
Spirits wane as waters flow
Hearts desires restored
Through the surging crowds
Its fears tormented fade away
Light of day pierce the skies
Seekers chants defies the night
Augmented anguish
Flames ascend
Buried breath tides resend
When silence stills
To all life’s surging
Comes to feel the pains of joys
Of our existence within
The spaces of life’s circles
Categories:
resend, celebration, nature,
Form:
Free verse
To an End
David J Walker
Carried in the wind
This lonely place
Carried to another land
Carried in the mendicants dreams
of
The sojourn
of sovereignty
Nothing as it seems
A lonely outpost to defend
The verisimilitude to pretend
A commitment to resend
And then
It
Comes to
An end
Categories:
resend, adventure,
Form:
Rhyme
I’ve finally reached the top,
Of the mountain I’ve been on.
I can now see what’s up ahead,
Treacherous terrain as the rocky spread,
Yet with thoughts of hope and peace in my head.
My biggest trial is now behind me,
Yet I must continue on my journey,
But the greatest thing is, now I’m free!
Up here I can clearly see, what’s below me,
A thrilling vista overwhelming.
I now soar like an eagle down the other side,
Never having to descend its rocky paths,
For this part was tread for me with Christ,
As I’d accepted it each step up, on my behalf.
Here is where I regain my jubilant laugh.
Now I'm at the foot of another mountain,
Not quite the same, but with certain similarities.
I recognize the pain, but I climb, finding a difference.
In my traveling up the first, I’ve been freely forgiven.
Not having a life of ease, but of true peace and freedom.
Christ’s love is up and down, left and right, it’s everywhere.
Wherever you go, you can know, He’s already been there.
Our paths for us were chosen by Him, and individually given.
We had before accepted this plan, because of our trust in Him.
So too He in us, so we fight to win this war against sin.
He is coming for us, taking care of the vicious pain which sinks deeply in,
Consecrating our suffered damage, which helps temper our attitudes from within.
We are never alone, for we already have a heavenly home,
Where our Holy Father dwells, with Whom we can know, love and follow.
Healing comes as we obey His prophets, with truthful treasures as He has shown.
He is calling and singing to you, “Come, oh come right back to Me.
Attune your eyes and heart to look up and see.
Avoid that trap, there is a new, higher, holier road here, ready to ascend!”
Will you follow the reward road of eternal life and happiness,
Or a troubled life, in-route to resend?
Categories:
resend, addiction, nature, spiritual,
Form:
Free verse
Here I am
Can you see me
Take that knife
From my back
Quit trying to bleed me
Now that it’s out
Don’t turn your back
For I am about to attack
How do you like that
I’m going to resend
All that you gave
Wear these chains no more
And even the score
Knock you on the floor
Walk out the door
Won’t be fooled
No more
Rather be a loner
Than a slave
Dug myself
From the grave
For which to me you gave
I’m going to be
Bigger
Stronger
To you a stranger
Feel my anger
Finally feel alive
If you don’t like it
I’ll take out my forty five
Till then
I’ll drive out of hell
And away from the black
Make you see
And you’ll find
Like a flash
Not me
Only you will be blind
Give you a second
To contemplate
As I shove down
Your throat
All the hate
You gave
With no regret
Just laughing
Humiliating
Making me want to cry
Think that will happen again
Not to I
Goodbye
If you think so
Your living a lie
Like when you said
That you loved me
After beating me to the floor
Well I’m about
To even the score
Found someone
To love
And adore
Got back my heart
The one you tore
As I transcend
Never again
To break
Or bend
Let a new love come in
So this
Is all I’ll say
You’ll never hurt me
Not another damn day…
Categories:
resend, angst, hope, sad, me,
Form:
insane
refrain
replete
repeat
resend
no end
again
amen
reink
don’t blink
retell
soft sell
insane
refrain
replete
repeat
resend
no end
again
amen
reink
don’t blink
retell
soft sell
3/3/2018
Categories:
resend, writing,
Form:
Footle
O' God of my youth
I wander
In my sins
I ponder
In the desert
My mind wonders
Why? O Why?
My sins I am under
Opened eyed
I decide
To subside to divide to resend repent
So I cry
Unto the God of my youth
Cry tears of regret
I am upset help,
Help me to the righteousness side;
Heal me help me to survive
Oh God I thank you of my youth;
That you've shown me you're awesome truth;
I no longer Wonder;
I stand still I stopped never to wander;
Now I know not ponder;
Why I have decided to serve you praise you in my youth;
For you have shown me your holy truth;
4/21/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Categories:
resend, analogy, god, youth,
Form:
Free verse
Bel Canto
___________________
We sang a rendition of
the Lovers fight song
where two lovers
asked the world what
they were doing wrong
her cursings tongue spoke
until all her frustration
was gone
She soothed me
She calmed me till
I couldn't ignore
her want for me
her need for me
to hard to miss
something
one couldn't ignore
Make time for Love
that's what Lovers do
When it's really love
it comes natural too
Get all handsomed up
She'll get dolled up too
Night on the town
Baby that's what
Lovers do
She has ah man home
he don't wanna let her go
My woman just tag's along
if she really Loves me
is someting I don't know
Depending on
her point of view
when she turns me off
I go to spend time with you
Pointless to resend
ah man you can't reach
only ah foolish man
takes sand to the beach
tryna prevent him
from sneaking a hround
you'll make ah fool of yourself
in front of the damn whole town
Categories:
resend, betrayal, break up, love
Form:
Bio