Best Swear Poems
It’s our second date.
On our first date we talked until sun rise
all I wanted to do was to keep looking at you,
to keep looking at your lips,
to keep looking at your eyes,
listen to you attentively.
I should tell you
I was resentful
of the morning light
placed a dot
on chapter one
of you and me.
This time we start our date
at my favourite restaurant.
You tell me you love it.
We dine in the divine atmosphere
of two strangers slowly becoming friends.
Your laugh sends joy
back to my past,
through to my future,
your laugh is my joyful present .
Your smile hugs my body.
I think you may be the one.
Then I wonder if I spoke my thought out loud.
Coincidentally you suddenly hold my hand
with both of yours
as you speak to me looking at me eye to eye.
I swear I want to die,
now,
in this perfect moment,
in this perfect us.
I don’t remember leaving.
I do leave
but this time I don’t feel alone.
This time I feel you with me.
I start to laugh happy in this silly me.
I paint you from memory
on the retina of my eye.
I fall asleep
just to
visit you
in my dreams.
04~12~2014
Maurice Yvonne
Pebbles plucked from the sole
of my foot
driven deep into wounds
cut from a path
a path leading me to nowhere
trying to escape troubles
quell worries
worries that haunt
shamelessly searching
for answers to life's questions
I come upon a seaside café
thirsting
I make my way to a corner table
the room dimly lit but I can feel
I feel the gentle touch of a woman overcome me
I taste the sea's salty kiss upon my lips
blowing in through the white laced drapery
adorning the arched window
holding at bay the hot September sun
as I await for my glass of Mondavi red
a trio softly plays a heavenly tune
the sounds of the violin sooth
my shattered soul to sleep.
Two, three, five, maybe more glasses
and I meander my way out
to the pearl white beach
in hopes of catching a glimpse
of her beauty
one last wink of her eye
before she gives way
to a darkened sky
Staring off out to the East...
was I supposed to look West...
I long for one last glimpse
one last kiss upon my cheek
When suddenly before me She appears
how could I ever forget those almond eyes
so soft and sweet...love dripping out
that little killer smile...almost grabbed my heart
ruby red lips
an olive glow
of heaven, she came. I know
speaking of stories and sharing mysteries
how she grabbed my arm and couldn't let go
we splashed through the surf
we could have been the last two left on earth
how the skies sparkled
how we danced for what seemed like eternity
I laid down and she said goodnight
Now as I wake with a beaten red face
the sun standing high
breathing fire down upon me
I wonder
was it all just a dream
or a special memory
All your friends think that I’m crazy
But they only see that I’m not perfect
I know
I have my issues and only I’m to blame
I’m not an angel
This I know better than anyone
But I swear
I will share the air that I breathe
I will give you my heart
And I don’t feel like I’m strong enough
I can’t walk this world alone
I need you
My hopes, they are high
I’m not perfect
But I swear, I’m perfect for you
I’m trying real hard not to shake
I’m biting my tongue
So say my name
I just want to hear your voice
And I wish that I had my arms around you
But I’ll just keep dreaming instead
And there’s no guarantee that this will be easy
I didn’t know I needed you
And now I’m beating myself up just thinking of you
I need a miracle
I need you to love me endlessly
But that’s impossible
I’m feeling alive with every breath I take
I’ve been struggling to make things right
And letting you go was wrong
Now I spend another night alone
My skin is cold without your touch
Every night I cry and die a little more each time
Knowing that I don’t have you
Memories take me back
It won’t ever go back to the way it was
And I wish that this time would ease the pain
And I know I’m not perfect
But I’m hoping that you’ll see me through
I’m hoping that I’ll have you
I just want you to see
That I’m perfect for you
The whole truth
and nothing but the fu(king truth
That laws, and math, only help solve
local temporary problems,
All of which fall way short
on the infinite needs scale
were we rely on estimates, theories,
and other manmade truths
Still here we are,
alone on a goldilocks planet
All 8 billion of us milling around,
living our lives
guaranteed nothing
other than this moment
and whatever came before
To think otherwise
would be presumptuously human
As for choice is there really any
other than try feed ourselves
and sate the instinct to survive and thrive
We are a civilisation built on
disparate societal values and creeds
Each day is an imperceptible handover
from one generation to the next,
with no guarantee they’ll do a better job
But the real problem is not truth,
It’s why!
Why anything at all,
Why life
Why the fu(k am I asking these questions
I’m apostate, No!
I have little faith, No!
I am honest, No!
A nihilist, No
It’s because I have a sentient,
curious, unapologetic mind
that compels me to ask why!
Sometimes I think
i’d be better off a sponge
floating in crystal clear turquoise balmy oceans
Soaking up oblivious unintelligible surroundings
Indifferent to mortality and the universe,
popping off a few buds every once in a while,
or whatever sponges
brainlessly do to further their species
Such basic life is so very tempting
but just doesn’t sit right
Never to experience love
however fleeting,
Never to endure pain
However crushing,
Never to feel like throwing in the towel,
Even if just to mop blood
off the floor like a sponge
See, I’ve had moments
unimaginably beautiful,
Alongside unconscionably awful ones,
Moments so real
they can’t have been synthesised
by any stretch of any imagination
I believe a God or the universe
created me as a vessel of interpretation
to perceive itself
from my unique perspective
Well not unique per se,
more a personalised handicapped view
I am nothing and everything
in the grand scheme of things
No more! No less!
One that uses swear words
language you may not like,
yet clearly understand
The weirdest part is not the feeling
I’ve written this fu(ked up poem
in previous carnations
It’s my swearing
just seems to be getting worse
By
David Kavanagh
I Swear A Sincere Oath Each Arriving New Morn
Amidst wreckage and sorrows dwelling deep
I fight to beautiful memories keep
To break dark that threatens to engulf me
So oft swamped by storms from crashing seas
I a floating leaf in massive expanse
Lonely and bereft of heart's true romance.
I walk beneath wondrous beaming blue skies.
Ever seeking that which time now denies.
I swear sincere oath each arriving morn
To thus battle, to mend this life so torn
Not as a warrior to brave or too proud
Or a timid soul hiding in the crowd
But instead as a hopeful refugee
One so desperate and too mad to flee.
I walk beneath wondrous beaming blue skies.
Ever seeking that which time now denies.
Once eager heart beat in me and much more
Long ago, I strolled sweet white sand shores
Singing with light and dancing in fine tune
Under summer sun in the month of June
Watching rolling waves and that deep blue sea
As a young lad, not this old refugee.
I walk beneath wondrous beaming blue skies.
Ever seeking that which time now denies.
I swear sincere oath each arriving morn
To thus battle, to mend this life so torn
Not as a warrior to brave or too proud
Or a timid soul hiding in the crowd
But instead as a hopeful refugee
One so desperate and too mad to flee.
I walk beneath wondrous beaming blue skies.
Ever seeking that which time now denies.
Robert J. Lindley, 8-27-2021
Rhyme, ( New Writing To Refill The Cookie Jar )
"We race on trying to regain our youth,
vanquished by reality and truth." RJL quote
"Nos currere ad trying ad repetendam adolescentia nostra:
victa rei veritatem."
In love I’m!
I swear,
not to you
but
to the seed you planted inside my heart
the seed my blood irrigates
each and everyday.
far from you
I see the kindness of your innocent eyes
your voice creating sweet melodies
I swear to you my culture,
you are that perfect woman
commanding me
not to do wrong
you are my inspiration
far appassionato with your smile
in love with your photo
I swear to you my culture
my love is strong
and
really.
The sun did shine,
The day was fine.
That day I was at ease...
"Get on with it" the judge cut in and tailed with a "Jeeze".
As night time fell,
T'was like a spell.
I swear it was not me; was something else besides myself,
Please take account my plea.
Excitement came across me
An urge to simply stroll....
My yoga teacher claimed that's good-
To soothe ones very soul.
All clothed I was when left my home
No harm I really meant,
Honestly was wearing-
Way more than just a tent.
Went six streets into town
Steady paced I was mere walking,
A little did my pants slip down and
strong feeling of a stalking.
Swear it was watching me and
Following in my journey,
I can speak, let me speak
Sit down my good attorney.
My heart was pacing, All eyes on me
The courtroom suddenly silenced,
T'is my time to speak the truth
Which isn't rocket science.....
It followed me from my house
Right to the grand saloon-
For this I was ropeable,
So yes... I mooned the moon.
Have to stamp my innocence-
As the judge adjusted his wig,
When I saw all the people-
I did hide behind a twig!
Then I was arrested and
This a silly trial
I'm a victim of abuse-
For facebook it went viral.
Am innocent I tell you
Am really not a loon,
Most certainly the culprit is-
That creepy scary moon!
"Order in the courtroom
You will be sent to a recluse,
Sentencing your crime for-
Underpants Abuse."
Now I'm locked within this room,
Where cell mates sing this tune...
"It wasn't me, It wasn't me,
I swear it was the moon".
He pinned her to the bed,
he stabbed her dead,
he looked into my eyes after that,
I thought it was my life he'd take next,
but he just did nothing and left.
He told us his name,
he called us his prey,
I could feel my heart fall as I prayed,
It was death that stared into my face.
I had never felt so scared,
I wish he killed me first,
nothing hurt more in this life than seeing what he did,
I had never ever before seen anyone getting killed.
Now I have to live it,
Now I have all of our people's questions stuck in my head;
"Why didn't you do anything?"
"Why did you just let it happen?"
"How do you sleep at night?"
"How do you feel inside?"
He tortured me by letting me live,
with so much guilt,
I feel like it was... Like it was... Like it was me,
I feel like I caused the death of millions.
The blood on her body, it kept flowing, dripping, it still haunts me.
Her last shriek, her sudden silence, it's still... It's still haunting me.
I could hear her breathe really hard before she left her body...
Don't ask your heart,
Don't blame it,
Don't chastise your heart,
Don't scorch it,
Make yourself assured
You grasped a true love,
That would never short,
Because I made it as hard love.
I will fill each hole of your heart
To have it eternally to my heart
I swear to my vains and pains,
I will gain the rains of love
Like grains to my brains.
The world was made for love
In animals we have doves
They love themselves without rivalry
That's why they live gourdly.
Don't ask a gourmet about Garri
I swear by the moon and the stars
That live in your steeped heart.
I swear by the love that hankers
To instil in your heart,
I swear by the wisp grins
Of your soft swathed chins
That were dabbed by my lips
I will love your lilac lips.
I will miss your smile,
You are always as my smile.
I will never forget your face,
You are always my pace,
No girl is so worthy in my space,
You are a buttress of my smile
My heart stayed as a wimp
In your love; it can't swim
Your blood is my heart's pool
Your love is much full
I swear by your breathes
That are under my heart's beneath
I swear by your heart's blood
That sprints like a heavy flood
I swear by your eye lashes
That are so hot like high school's lashes
I swear by your trachea's sighs
That allows sweet sighs
To overflow as my heart's sighs,
I will love thee as mine,
Because you're always in my mind.
Sweet love never dies
Sweet love always shines
Sweet love is always my tea
You're a sugar in my tea
By which it tastes thee
Your fragrance fills the atmosphere,
Your sweats dissolve the hydrosphere
Your skin that sways fluently
And the muscles that internally
Hoarded around your bones,
And your bloods within your bones,
I will never forget your love.
It is a long and narrow poem
That goes with touching tones
Your message is a poem
That chirps a melodious tones
Your steps always sound
In my heart's lounge
I will be triumphing your name
I will be caring your name
I will be in your name's fame
Your name will be a game
That I will be hunting as a game
You are frames that frame
My body like a door frame
Your heart will be a legitimate
I'll never be something intimidate
Only those that are magnates
In love will be magnates
That will purchase your heart's magnets
I have a good chiaroscuro
That will let me get a Goro.
i followed you along the silent train tracks
in the dark cold rain
stepping on photographs of sunshine
watching the world wash away the graffiti of possibility
cause you promised
you pinky swore
that we are a heartbeat away from love
that we are in the way of knowin what the heart dreams
i followed you into the winters night with romance on my mind
you never told me that i would have to leave it all behind
i still believe we will find love
still believe because
you promised
you pinky swore...
word slept in my head
and farted in fire-pan
sword in the making
Lady…
When the cities sink nightly
In the sea of longing
I swear to drown in your depths
When you sleep
I swear to wander in your dreams
When you laugh!
I swear to melt in your breathes
When you cry!
I swear to freeze in your tears
Lady…
In your eyes
I swear that silence is full of words
In your heart
I swear that love is full of wishes
In your lips
I swear that perfume is full of kisses
Far of you
I swear that world is full of darks..
I've been beaten today so now it's bed,
all the bad things run around in my head,
so while I swear up a storm
I see a familiar form...
"Hey, save the dirty talk for me," she said.
I swear my family is crazy,
I seriously think they're insane.
My dad is weird, my mom's berserk,
and my brother is totally lame.
I swear my family is crazy,
They're obnoxious, nosey, and loud.
They dress like maniacs, act like fools,
and always stand out in any crowd.
I swear my family is crazy,
They are a rather peculiar bunch
But they are MY messed up family!
And for that, I love them very much.
Rudolph with his red nose so bright,
road with Santa, they had a fight.
Too much eggnog punch,
and cookies for lunch-
flew upside down...naughty kid night!
Funny Reindeer Limerick Contest
Tania Kitchin
December 16, 2018