Best Sui Poems
ON SELF-WILL
We live with the possibility to get angry,
distressed or displeased.
Being yourself provide these negative emotions to enhance;
Sharing is part of living!
One can choose not to get upset about every single confrontation.
Anxiety,
depression,
sadness and stress
result in personal perverse health.
These emotions activate bad reactions in the body,
leading to arousal and a weak character.
In life,
there are always dark days.
Categories:
sui, emotions, feelings,
Form:
Free verse
The sun opens her eyes behind a roseate veil,
her aubade harmonizing with Argus-eyed blackbirds
as it rises to a crescendo, staring in her husband’s
cratered eyes, ready to relieve him of his watch over the
world’s children so he can attend to their parents —
that is, the cosmic bodies that collided to create them; the
sacred alchemy.
He lifts her honey veil; a goodnight kiss he hopes to reenact
eternally, the aeons circling anniversaries as if liesegang
rings. She looks back, her flint knife eyes flashing violently.
“This fierce face is a facade,” he thinks, seeing her tremulous
expression, lips quivering in anticipation; a holy seduction
— that is, the ancient and sui generis matrimonio of
gods.
Categories:
sui, analogy, beauty, love, spiritual,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Hence, she now remains
in this patch of earth
that’ll home her corpse.
Yet her soul, as free as she,
will soar the heavens:
like angels do.
Categories:
sui, hope, imagination, life, uplifting,
Form:
Epitaph
For many days
I've searched for one
To light up my darkness
And make me feel less forlon.
For ages
I've roamed the forest
In search of a fair flower
In search of a loveable lovely lover.
Behold an exceptional flower
The specie after my heart
May it forever last
In my care.
Others may search on
I've found me one
Comparable to none
The unique queen of the forest.
Categories:
sui, flower, love,
Form:
Free verse
no diminution in tiredness arose
gnome hatter how off tin ma dis bows
Zoe let his bot tee succumb,
via mental application
of autogenic phrases
and/or counting crows
cuz upon awakening,
aye immediately wanted ta doze,
thus this artful dodger hankered to expose
extreme cockamamy idea incumbent,
where corporeal essence gets froze
zen, the scientific procedure named
emergency preservation
and resuscitation (EPR)
more familiarly known
as suspended animation
pursuant under the appellation cryogenics,
where living tissue no longer grows
old, a wishful yearning
approximating immortality i sup hose,
yet this copacetic drowsy
generic human struggled in vain
trying with utmost effort to stay awake
Swiss to hobnob among urbane
feeling helpless (fearing
he might be narcoleptic),
nonetheless aye didst train
intent concentration
(and/or feeble exertion mustered)
to swat away worrisome thought
this hypochondriac,
could be afflicted with mononucleosis
since lassitude less likely sprung
from overcast and rain
knee skies, which type weather
generally energies me
to conjure a quatrain
sometimes complex versus
written straight away plain
panacea hit upon finally
to ward off sleepiness,
whereby literary endeavor
boosted by a strong brew
namely fair trade
manufactured coffee chew
zing among socially conscious entities,
and hoping to do
some dollop of positivity
without fanfare I eschew
to fulfill personal hue
man conscientious anonymous impact
that some benefit will en sue.
Categories:
sui, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Light Verse
He didn't utilize stake in the chest ...
I didn't wear onion collars,
no cross, holy water,
no prayers ...
His method was further effectual ...
It was deadly and definitive:
It used the flame. of a candle
that even burned his fingers ...!
It came from under the vampire
mosquito, full of blood, and
burned it on the wall ...
Fatal, fatal .. the vampires died,
The sucking vampires
Burnt burnt... !
Categories:
sui, allegory, allusion, analogy, creation,
Form:
Limerick
I will tip my hat to your taste,
sui generis that mean flavor.
Not finishing is such a waste,
I will tip my hat to your taste.
A sin it is to remain chaste,
dainty morsels and I quiver.
I will tip my hat to your taste,
sui generis that mean flavor.
Categories:
sui, emotions, feelings, lust,
Form:
Triolet
Any proof for God is
oxymoronic
God needs no testament,
only man
Not to be indicted,
not to be confirmed
Beyond all dialectic
—God is
(Bethlehem Pennsylvania: February, 2021)
Categories:
sui, god,
Form:
Free verse