Best Spreading Like Wildfire Poems
Like a bud slowly opening its petals
one by one to the sun's warmth.
So too does love creep into hearts,
once there it soon expands blossoming.
Spreading like wildfire it floods and fills
every little corner and all the cracks.
New love needs special nurturing
just like the buds. In caring hands
it thrives and grows casting all in
golden warmth that shines richly.
Releasing peace and touching
the souls of all who feel it.
Towards the end of late morning,
As noon was approaching,
And people went about their usual chores
A mighty rush of water
Swept them right off their feet.
No one knew what was happening,
Innocent children drowned
Into the deep depths of the water..
Waves crashed furiously -
The happiness and joys of the morning
Were now plunged into darkness.
There were enormous cloud bursts -
The cause of devastating floods,
Natural landslides,
Gradually spreading like wildfire
To other peaceful areas.
A great statue that once stood tall,
Was submerged up to the neck,
Some survivors clung to it for support,
Trying to locate their lost families,
Others looking for logs of woods
For getting themselves to safety -
The happiness and joys of the morning,
Were now plunged into darkness.
Several villages were sunk,
Others were lost forever,
Thousands of creatures died,
Buildings collapsed - Crashing over vehicles..
Which were to be destroyed by the mighty, strong currents.
The reason for this disaster
Which started off at noon,
Is still unclear to us –
Was Mother Nature upset
Because we disrespect her?
Was She shedding tears
To teach humans a lesson?
Note: This is about the disaster that occured in the Northern part of India in 2013.
Her vision is flame.....spreading like wildfire adrift....a wringing of hands....
Like many other viruses, they came and they went
But this one is different on so many levels
It mutates, it breeds amidst cultural surrounds
Spreading like wildfire infused in it's revel
Once it hits you, there's simply no turning back
For it's not from this Planet we've now been informed
If you recall the lights in your skies that night
It wasn't just the weather that came with the storm
It wasn't evident when at first we became ill
Rocketing fevers, throbbing's in our heads
Which was only the start for death was to fulfil
It's tearful seeing populations in waiting dread
After a few weeks we thought we're on the turn
But inside we were melting, our organs in decline
Gone was that window that we all hoped and yearned
From notes that I'd written, the end of my bloodline.
Social Commentary
Injustices in the land
Spreading like wildfire
Burning, burning down the wires
Of discrimination and bias at hand
While quick fixes are a way to go---
All this and more in the American way.
Write down your gripes to your congressman!
As they sit on their hands doing nothing
Not making one move or just do something.
Before the damage is done
And the blood runs through the land
While many died in the American way.
The poorest of poor with no food
While the rich fat cats' stuff their pockets
And the law not doing what they should.
To keep the peace across the land
Shooting their guns like rockets
Killing off those who don’t look like me---
While many died the American Way.
There’s a child dying
From some poison they swallowed
While those who steals and always lying
Then blames it on another.
Just to the American Way.
All the world is a stage
And we are the players
So, are you ready to play?
12 Jan. 2022
Prayers
Make prayers a way of life
My mom would often say
Being a headstrong young girl
Disinclined to obey
Would swiftly turn my back
And hurriedly get away..
A brilliant student with excellent grades
Scored without much struggle
Had a reputation all over
Of being too bright and clever
Sitting for my high school exam
I read the question paper
Seemed too simple to answer
Poised my pen with elan...
Out of the blue
This couldn't be true!
My mind numb my heart sank
The pen froze in my lifeless hand
The earth seemed to give away
My head began to reel and sway
Horror of horrors!!
What a disaster!
I imagined the news
Spreading like wildfire
'Topper draws a blank'
Pushed me deeper in quagmire
It was getting hard to bear
I remained paralyzed with fear
When suddenly moms words
Popped out of nowhere
Prayers yes,prayers
What a solution!
So very clear
I closed my eyes
And went within
With all the courage
I could pour in
Begged the Almighty
For salvation...
Peace descended on my being
Slowly it all came back
The answers I had been seeking
Now lucid on my brain map
Promptly I set forth to write
With a silent prayer on my lips
Thanking the omniscient Supreme
For saving me at a precipitous brink
As the years rolled on
I had my share of grief
Prayers came to my rescue
Offering immeasurable relief.
The sublime connect steadily
empowered my will
My pillar of support it was
In moments of peril
Things and people changed with time
Thoughts fluctuated several times
Be it darkness or sunshine
Ever changeless, The Divine.
Mom's pearls rang in my ears
Pray to live without fear
Pray to get the best of life
Pray for fulfilment of desires
Pray not only for yourself
Pray for mankind's welfare
Now of course I know better
The worthiness of her words
In foul or fair weather
Prayers enrich our world...
Now submitted for Brenda Chiri's contest
Best rhyming poem
Sept1 2017
Earlier submission
New Poem Aug9, 2016
Name of contest
SOMETHING SEEMINGLY INSIGNIFICANT AND UNEXPECTED CHANGED MY LIFE
Pain, four letters is all it takes.
Such a small word that has such meaning,
It can drive into the most innocent teething,
As we grow old and our bodies break down,
Hidden in the depths of our minds a constant pound,
It engulfs our spirits, souls and our very sanity,
It plays tricks on you, questioning what's reality,
It burns, stings, stabs, even snatching at your breath,
No one is safe from the clutches of death,
It can mean such sorrow, but also immense joy,
The arrival of disease or the birth of a boy,
It's not racist, ageist, sexist no one is safe,
Regardless of your religion or even your faith,
It can linger for a lifetime or pass in a sec,
We still suffer despite today's 21st-century tech,
It can come in so many different forms,
Crashing into your life with the force of a storm,
Starting small then spreading like wildfire,
Its path of destruction it leaves disaster after disaster,
Pain four letters are all it takes,
It sneaks into your life with all its nasty traits,
It's not always visible to the naked eye,
Try not to judge its not necessarily a lie,
The tears come, they stream as we all cry,
Pain there's no escape until we R.I.P and die.
Daily we check our blood,
Interested in our score,
Another day of lancing,
Better not ignore,
Eating used to be such a pleasure,
Tomorrow could be taking insulin shots,
Earnestly trying to eat good,
So I can help my irregular pancreas.
This disease is spreading like wildfire,
all throughout the land,
it doesn't care who you are,
young girl or old man,
some people have to take shots,
as was the case with my Dad,
I'm sure he felt like a pin cushion,
as he'd jabbed it into his flab,
for now my husband and son
have it to a lesser degree,
they have to take metformin,
and God willing wont ever have
to take shots of insulin.
There’s a panic breeding inside of me, uneasiness spreading like wildfire.
I don’t know who I am anymore, that’s because everyone else is a liar.
I feel like I’ve been picked up from nowhere and dropped into this pathetic girls
life.
I really don’t know how she does it, there’s so much pain here it cuts like a knife.
I feel an urgency pressing down on me, like the reflex of fight or flight,
But this time I choose to do neither, like a deer in the road in the light.
Because I'm only here on the outside; the clothing, the hair, and the skin.
I couldn't tell you where anything else is, there’s just a vast emptiness in.
Angels deliver me the message in my dreams,
Once my eyes shut
I'll be waiting for you.
Angels tell me what I’m supposed to know,
stop my subconscious mind from wandering
to places it shouldn't go.
Curiosity is spreading like wildfire
come and take me away before it destroys everything.
Angel give me your wings and teach me how to fly
so I can spread messages in the night
and be one among you
because once my eyes open
I know you will be waiting for me.......
the sun sets as a cloak of evil prevails like a disease
spreading like wildfire eating as the light falls down
its glowing throat into its star covered stomach eating
away like black locust at a new golden harvest eats
till no more is left at suddenly like an atom bomb a
glow so bright the birds sing of its victory as the
morning dew dance off there twisted vines and the
meadow laughs in a roaring crowd of gust as the
golden goddess triumphs again.
Miles....cross rivers oceans and seas
mankind bleeds
our own....caught up
placed in bodybags
" somebody is overlooking us "
tears flooding our streets
screams echoing
" That's Enough "
" somebody is overlooking us "
Abomination, destruction, poverty
madness leaking into our water streams
Poison attached to our food supply
Addiction scatching at the surface
poverty camped out by our back door
" somebody is overlooking us "
children hypnotized by deception
as if they fell hard
causing concussions
rude, disrespectful
growing without direction
forgeting where they came from
" somebody is overlooking us "
diseases spreading like wildfire
bathing in the devils creation
making it hard to breathe
" wake up " society
before we drown in
rivers, oceans and seas
pulled under by life's destruction
" somebody is overlooking us "
Spreading like wildfire
through a kerosene soaked forest,
infecting the mind with
its inky black threads.
She’s too fat,
he’s too skinny,
her hair isn’t perfect,
his face is full of pimples.
No matter how they try
no one is able to reach perfection,
society’s picture of beautiful.
Perfection is not beauty,
it is cold, lifeless, unreal.
Beauty is the freckles
on the little redheaded boy.
Beauty is the curves
on the girl’s body.
Beauty is the gap toothed smile
of the boy next door.
It is the face
of the girl determined
to overcome her troubles,
the glasses on the shy
girl in class.
It is the hands of the worker,
the mind of a poet,
the creativity of the artist.
It is the voice of the boy
singing off key to his favorite song,
the eyes of the girl
who see’s truth.
Beauty is everywhere,
it is life itself.
Each person holding
different aspects of it
within them.
Many years, I’ve seen a lot
Many things, I’ve stood and fought
Evil was there, then and now
Spreading like wildfire, somehow
I sought other kind people along the way
One worked hard and was killed one day
The corrupt organize like a tidal wave
Flooding over those we want to save
Many years, I’ve seen a lot
Various things I certainly sought
It’s more than most people can understand
Always reaching to unite hand in hand
But time rolls on, as it always does
Often not as we expect because,
Free will has taken people to dark places
New actions with unrecognizable faces
My heart will always have a deep ache
But my soul will always try to make
Whatever I can with what I hold
As I walk through all that I see unfold
I’ll keep on hoping that others will see
At least the full truth that will be,
What keeps them safe and at their best
To live to the fullest and find the rest
Many years, I’ve seen a lot
As flashes of wisdom, I have been taught
Heidi Sands
4/30/22
it's devastating
painful... terminal... deadly
spreading like wildfire
taking the young and old with
zero discrimination
it's a death sentence
if caught too late...early grave
may be the sad fate
of those souls who never knew
they had the deadly disease
Chemotherapy
helps to prolong many lives
but the side effects
can be just as horrible
as this terminal disease
A modern day plague
that ravages the body
leaving just a shell
many hoping for a cure ...
.... while praying for miracles
~
6-9-2012