Best Succumbed Poems
I may not have a bicycle to ride
But I am still happy to have a leg
I may have lost my respect
But at least I earn money when I beg
I may not have a good house to live in
I may not have enough to eat
But there is enough in the bins
I may not be able to read
But at least I have eyes to see
I may not be able to write
But I have not been made to bleed
I may tire out quite often
But at least I support my family
I may have numerous sleepless nights
But at least after falling I don’t have to kiss people's feet
I may have not earned well
But I have earned enough to breathe
I may have not led that good a life
But at least I have a minute before my leave
My body failing to be young
My strongest past years I have sung
Bruises they appear
Cancer is a fear
Some unexpressed pains on my tongue
First fingers then wrists do succumb
An old lady I have become
New knees and some hips
Why not some new lips?
My age has me simply undone
Written: 7-28-2019
In a full glare of mishaps,
Weariness that has engulfed in a close weight,
Worries which have encompassed in a high gear,
Hitches with fears in tolls,
Pressures mounted in a great capacity,
Troubles beefed up at a high esteem,
Hardwork and integrity without a fair share,
Suicide which is now a close ally,
Temptations with thoughts of giving up,
Rejection covers the face as a veil,
Shame creeps in like a scorpion in the dark,
Alas! This young man says to himself,
"Indeed,I failed but up,I'll rise again"
"In my veins the golden fluid flows"
"The flow of success and glory"
"Crowns laid down to be bejewelled with"
"And esteemed honour,totally unwrapped".
"Every enigmatic environment enlists enlightened emotions" Quote by The Poet
Spectacular silvery spangled, star studded sky, so serene.
Under universal utterances uniquely unabashed, unseen.
Wildest wind wails when weakened, was welcomed warm weather.
Trees towering, trying to triumphantly touch together.
Serendipitous splendor soothes soulful scenes.
Gracefully groomed, growing greens.
Lustrous light looms, lasting like lingering lanterns.
Youthful yellowing, yet yesterday yearns.
Moonbeams meander, mesmerized midst melting moments.
Extraterrestrial elements enlist exponents.
Frenzied fireflies flutter, fulfilling fanciful florescent flashes.
Sparkling, swishing splashes.
Sycamores sway sweetly, so subdued, sounds softly sweep.
Calm clarity closely causes comfort, combinations creep.
Sporadically straying, sadly sets sorrow so steep.
and poetry succumbed
its tentacles loped off
lest they touch one
who came too near
their sting drained
vitriol and venom
adrift on a motionless sea
an oil slick calm of
“Hallmarkian” mediocrity
denying the rise of waves
the hollow roar of breakers
the depth of truth’s iciness
numbing the poets soul
John G. Lawless
©11/19/2018
A gutsy move to say the least,
A desperate reach to say the most.
There's nothing I can say right now,
If I'm to meet my greatest ghost.
This feeling of the ending near,
Yet I can't seem to lift my hand.
My pores secreting this iced fire,
How was this ever what God had planned?
Sinister music heard in the background,
As I involuntarily thrash about.
Nothing can compare exactly
To this hell I'm in and without.
My brain feels liquefied by acid,
I'm unable to control my being.
It all feels it will leak from me,
If I then call it as I'm seeing.
True love I know has suffered this,
And will one day suffer again.
If only I could take this suffering,
I now wonder who suffers then?
I feel my God abandoned me,
And I pray incessantly for Jesus.
Is this what's in store for all,
Who take part in sins that please us?
As the next day finally dawned,
The tremors finally started ceasing.
The peace I finally succumbed to,
Was the last of this chemicals releasing.
My love for life with her returned,
And I get another chance to please her.
With this brand new life I find in me,
What it is exactly that lovingly sees her.
My heart's yearning is finally sated,
Along with it's all consuming desire.
The cleansing of the both of them,
Will make even me reach higher.
I lost everyone and everything,
I risked what no one ever would.
I knew my Father had not forsaken me,
With a new timeline with Heatherwood.