Best Surmountable Poems
If e're we could move that mountain from between thee and me,
where would be lament or reason to grieve?
How remove the hollow from the tree, or shore from the sea?
What left would there be?
What if ere the beam lost it's moon.
Or lovely Autumn raiment lost it's tree? What then would it be?
Can one sow the seed without the land?
Would this be what Powers planned?
The grief, the longing, oh, the heartfelt gaze,
The strife the loneliness, but a soulful phase.
A mountain surmountable, a hollow fulfilled,
A sea able to be, a beam again spilled.
A stage again for raiment,... a fertile valley for seed.
Our love could not be boundless without the bonds of these.
Exploring the suburbs at Melbourne
Glad are the late nights’ burnt
Bustling Bourke Street Mall
Epitome of a retail therapy’s call
The archaic Flinder’s Station
Scheduling warrants attention
Cho-chooing to Sydney
Never costs a kidney
The surmountable Clothes Hanger
Climbing it is not a head-banger
The romantic Sydney harbour
Releases lovers’ masquerade and cover
The stunning Opera House
Pit stop onwards to the south
The flora of the Botanical Garden
Seemingly children running at kindergarten
The national parks of Wollongong
Hitting the musical notes of the gong
Rekindling memories of Bosman’s Bay
Is a paradise comes what may
Forgoing the isle of Tasmania
That would be the fear of Cradle Mountain mania
In the southern city of Hobart
Where we could relish a tart
Sailing off to Perth
That was never my berth
Discovering the untouched Fremantle
Goes to show an adventurer’s mantle
Diving the Great Barrier Reef
Provides a temporary relief
Coasting the white beaches of Gold Coast
The locals are but good hosts
Annihilated by the waves of the Pacific
Almost make thee panic
Crisscrossing the plains of Adelaide
Part of the best plans’ laid
Allure of the Red Centre
Australia’s stunning epicentre
In the midst of a red desert
Harbour hopes to return and not divert
Discovering the monumental Alice
Go head to head with some malice
Sailing across Katherine’s Gorge
The fissures is a sight to watch
The northern tip of Darwin
Just like the pinnacle wanting to win
Ode to the Northern Territory
A journey of national geographic really
Viva the land of Oz
Paradise and grandiose she was
Michelangelo had the vision,
To paint a fresco from his heart.
For it would surpass his time,
To be seen as remarkable art.
The Sistine Chapel’s ceiling,
Displays the inception of life.
Michelangelo’s rendition of,
God creating Adam and his wife.
Unbearable and surmountable odds,
And four adverse years to fathom.
He strove painstakingly painting,
Biblical scenes thus, creation of Adam.
In the dream world where reality becomes a fantasy
And fantasy becomes reality.
The impossible is made possible and death becomes no threat. Mountains turn to a plain ground and are surmountable.
In the dream world I can do the impossible and see the invincible. I can spread my wings, soar and fly through the clouds reaching the altitude of my fortune and destiny.
In the dream world I am unstoppable and unquestionable, conquering all my adversaries. The treasures of this world are at my disposal, kings and kingdoms are my subjects.
In the dream world wishes don’t count but choices are made. That is why I have made the choice to have you as mine forever. In my dream world where there is no pain but gain, no distress but fortress, no cross but crown.
THE SUN WILL SHINE
The elevator has malfunctioned.
Issues are surmountable.
I just have to see a way to defeat the problems I would not let hold on.
I'll climbed the stairway and go out on the roof to think alone.
The sun will shine for me.
So many images form from my past for me to scrutinize.
A proclaimed inclination of a defined destiny is only a heighten presence of an
aspired eternity.
Certain scenes are prophetic of perused and lucid thoughts.
The sun will shine and I will smile once more.
Entering my apartment and opening the patio doors, raindrops are hitting the
banister.
I will take a seat in my favorite chair and close my eyes to meditate.
I will breath in fresh air.
The sun will shine on me.
Globules of joy will form.
My dynast will be eternal.
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PENNED JULY 18, 2014!
If my behaviour is rude or objectionable.
What I need to learn to make it sustainable?
I studied surrealism and swathe me susceptible,
To concrete relations to develop surmountable,
But I temporize to learn your surreptitious gamble.
Then your religion adopted me a non religious,
And treated a birth distortion in human factitious,
Factotum a fait accompli not identifiable crush,
My soul is evil not a body needs purification by hydrous.
My kindness and forgiveness converted me a feeble.
But hypertension shows me your hygienic hyperbola,
To curse my appetite not your spare to gain Lola,
You feel cold and hot and used me to assemble cola,
How can I excuse my children remember your Bola?
CHRONICLES OF OUR NATIONS SURMOUNTABLE PALAVA
Our currency mirrors my area
and the state of our beloved Nigeria;
Worthless. Hopeless but a resurgent oneness.
The government parastatals are clueless,
But it's still our nation, more or less.
Despite holding so much promises
and natural resources,
our government offices
are managed by corrupt forces
already carrying generational curses.
Currency summation doesn't give grand equation,
rags of time sneers our 'notes into liquidation.
Just as the 100 naira equals 2 gala,
our currency is dwarfed by the dollar,
We don tire fo all the kuru kere & kasala
wey, for this country, don cause plenty wahala.
But here we stand in hope like a faithful lover,
singing the Chronicles of our nation's surmountable palava.
#OnTheSpotPoetry #InspiredByTheImage #HundredNairaEqualsTwoGala #WorthlessNaira
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}.
Copyright© Today, right now, February 22nd, 2021.
Folks,
Look to what's right and just, not man-made rules,
Keep wary of constituents who cater to fools,
Count not on so-called friends, count on your next breath,
Breathing ominous volumes of understanding curbs the tides
of mental death,
Accompany reason and not just the goodness of the flesh,
Flesh carried unwanted weight, unload that freight,
Seek sage counsel, instant joys that dominate,
Lurk lifelong regrets that illuminate, clean that slate,
Slate out your life expectancy as time carries
no consistency on history except results,
Resulting in fates' consequence, tap into your conscience,
Chivalrous pleasures lead to frivolous treasures,
Leaning on principle speaks surmountable measures,
Measure-up not to other's expectants,
nor simmer down with forgone reluctants,
Understand the value of the priceless and useless,
The hopeless and the ruthless amount to the fruitless,
Rewards from the rootless, lest you flock like aimless sheep,
Can wanders thread fires or scale mountains in leaps!
Forgotten to the motherless that weep,
After midnight will you be left behind asleep?
Acknowledge virtue, honor, and valor,
And never give in to needless squalor,
A man's actions are his final judge,
Judge not, lest you fall to a dreary grudge,
Focus on neccessities, and not what you want,
For this is great lessons paramount!
Rainbows
when love is new, moments last for days.
glances, smiles, stolen kisses and a single touch
no matter how aged...
playing over and over again can never be too much.
when feelings are exchanged,
importance is assigned to words that are spoken;
but mostly to the ones that aren't.
the fanatical, maniacal, insanity that exists.
presents awkward moments that sometimes persist.
awkward terrain,
transitional plains,
tumultuous passages,
comfortable plateaus,
surmountable mountains ....
afraid for... yet crying for... even longing for...
complaining for, trading for, fighting for.........
pursuing, striving almost worth dying for..........
chasing rainbows in dreams.
searching for dreams in reality.
hunting for that pot of gold...
not realizing that
the gold is in hand,
the reality is the dream
and
your life is the rainbow.
"Confident"
"Become confident in your calling, achieve surmountable strength
through your trials, press against All odds for victory is in the Journey"
#TO SURVIVE...
MENTAL TORMENT ARRIVES TO
"DO OVER" AND "TAKEOVER"
In Any Unexpected Moment...
TRESPASSES And LIFE'S DAGGERS Has A
UNIQUE SWAGGER!
YET,
WE WERE BORN BODACIOUS AND BRAVE...
AND WHAT FACES US, {COURAGE}
CO-PILOTS DEMAND!
UNDERSTAND, A SURVIVOR* SURPASSES, SURPRISES AND SUPERSEDES EVEN THE SURMOUNTABLE...
RECOGNIZING {RE-INVENTING} RESURGING!!!
"WEALTH WITHIN SELF"
"WILLINGLY WINNING :-)"
«STRONGER» THAN THE SPINNING...
NOW WE THRIVE! ! ! (NOT JUST SURVIVE)
PILOTING AT PATROLE...
EFFECTIVELY, WHAT WE CAN CONTROL...
«CLOSING HOLE IN SOUL»
LET'S FEEL AND RELISH THAT IN FACT...
ADDRESSING & REASSESSING...
ENRICHED OUTCOMES FOR THE "EVOLVING ONE"
«WHOLE! ! !»
Renee D. Gross {GHPPR} SEPT 23, 2023#
FEAR, BE IT NATURAL
Fear…is a negative value
It is naturally insatiable
We have to overcome
Though, as human being we tremble
Yes, hearing this word “fear”
We end suppressing what is right and proper.
We must or may not tread
We may not bargain but we have to trade
The fearsome sight and trait
We must combat it
We must contain
Then muster enough courage.
Perhaps a misdeed has been done
We keep on doing despite
But we correct “fear” from what is pleasurable
Somehow to balance
Between two extremes
Get the lesser evil which matter it should be.
“Fear” would be enveloped
Every endeavor
Even as we have the right we tend abhor
As weakness is hard to subdue
But when controlled we vanquished
In exchange is surmountable!
Courage must go on with faith
To dread instead of holding it back the tyrant
Hand in hand it goes with trust.
Let not “fear” of everything or anyone hurdles you
As the momentum may yet be vanished
Be it natural, dealt it with principle!
Relentless, empowering, with so many mountains to climb
Remorseless destruction, given on those, who idle around
Youthful years spent wasted on anger never worth its time
Pursued by an evilness, until we're all driven underground
Creating their own communities, living within another hell
In lawless societies that exist with neither a God, or belief
Each held within its own prison with no one to hear, or tell
Each with a rage; if left un-checked, on others will release
So
What lies beneath that our own God, has been suppressing
When we rear up, un-leasing, un-surmountable aggression
Under a disguise to show us we are just in fact progressing
This being a part of God’s plan, made at His own discretion
When; only faith will keep us together wherever we may be
Where the divides of good and evil out play their own parts
Could we ever see a newer life where just once we are free
No, not ‘till we are rid of this evil, that lies within our hearts
Memories and friends that have all been lost
The price of addiction, an insurmountable cost
The price of addiction, talents misplaced
Remember the runner left out of the race
The tiny dancer gracing the floor
Found no use for the song any more
The once energetic with brush and paint
Became quite happy just feeling faint
What we have done for one more fix
The precious sold and suicide risks
i still hear the cries that I tuned out
Deafening noises from my loved one's shouts
Now though I have tried new steps
Eventually hoping to climb out of this depth
Though my want and will carry on
The memories I hear will keep me strong
Today my friend I still have fears
For the price of addiction is counted by tears
I look bleak although strong and brave
A tempted addict beside a grave
Not a word I spoke for the dead
It's hard to think with a clouded head
I will leave to, where I From
While envying the addict who can teach me to run
It was their words though that impressed me so
Now it's too late but you want them to know
So, humble yourself and clean out your head
And remember your here because someone is dead
Memories and friends that have all been lost
The price of addiction a now surmountable cost.
Hurt
Immersed within in us all lay such deep rooted hurt
A pain so profound, yet staying subconsciously inert
Be it physically or an emotionally charged event
How does this apply and what does it represent
Hurt can transform us, make our deepest fears multiply
Can abruptly change our life, all within a blink of an eye
Events compiling, wondering if you can bear all this strife
Leaving you unsure of what’s next in this chapter called life
Hurt can derive from an assailment on the body or of our minds
Manifesting into suffering, a life time of sorrow, pain of all kinds
Burying deep within your subconscious, hiding how you truly feel
Not allowing yourself to yield to pain so surmountable, so surreal
Hurt can be an excruciating experience within your whole body
Debilitating you wholeheartedly, within everything you embody
With all your good intentions, all your inner will you can exert
Seeking no more than a simple solution to ease all of your hurt