Best Ticket Poems
Hills come alive with sweet sounds of birds whistling tunes
Filled with harmonious peace, you sail within time
Gentle whispering winds through branches of trees call
When you dare to take the first step forward
Everything feels so easy embracing such beauty
Mixing voices of nature talk deeply flowering
Thrown into the unknown life is truly magical
A universe inside feelings explode in one gift
The soul eclipsing delight warmed with sunshine rays
Like a virgin being on guard of the tiger claws, lions, bears and snakes
Only when your starlight kisses clouds evaporate
Time continues and the butterfly waltzes freely once more
Crossing paths in this journey new beginnings grow
Small wild strawberries threaded upon a stem beg to taste
Opening one gateway within thoughts
Setting sail into another world beyond
With you salt of the ocean waves rise and fall
Upon rocks kissing pillar of strength
A cool breeze says goodbye upon your cheek
Loving spices land this boat on paradise sands where gold sparkles warm beams
When we meet at Heaven's gate batting lashes close entering a doorway into a dream
Written by L. Mcdaid & A-L Andresen :) 05.09.2015
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
this is not just a poem
this is my ticket out of here
these are not just words
there steps taking me somewhere
this isn't just a page in a book
it's a society taking a second look
and taking me up another level
rescuing me from a devil
that held me down for so so long
this is not just a poem
this is someones dream
a picture of heaven
a wonderous scene
this is a heart filled with love
words that tell the meaning of
to a society taking a second look
this is not just a page in a book
it's something to ponder
bidding take a deeper look
this is not just a poem
this is a call to arms
on the lips of our heroes
in the hearts of our sons
join in the battle for freedom
join in the battle of love
join in the name of the Father
and the Son
this is not just a verse in a song
it's a universal call to make right
what is wrong
this is not just a poem
this is a child to a barren man
a tombstone a monument
i inscribe with my own hand
my institution my revolution
my way to move on
my dedication for your education
and encouragement to be strong
these are my words
that i hope i used well
in hope that this poem
is my ticket out of hell
Ticket to Heaven
We drink from the fountain of earthly delights
Sweet to the taste, ever cool to the touch
Blushing of purity bred in our hearts
Glistened enchantment now needed so much
Beneath a rainbow’s curved ribbon effect
Painted in singular motions of love
Rippled reflections bare moonlit disguises
Memories fashioned below and above
A ticket to heaven on silver cloud linings
With only the touch of your rose petal lips
Swallowing all that affection does offer
Consuming desire in delicate sips
Breathless endeavors of water fall shimmers
Deeper we dwell inside every dream
You in my arms on this aqua blue evening
Illumined in passion, aglow in the gleam
Softy your eyes shine eternal devotion
Beautiful visions now all I can see
There is no need for this ticket to heaven
For heaven is anywhere you are with me
Good night Soupers
"A world of trials and tribulations carried underneath the sun.
He stands by his woman as she by her man bound together as one.
Instilled with Prayer and Faith along with God's grace.
Power of both will never let anyone take their place."
Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT
I ride
on a night train
to dreams
Dreaming
of a journey
far off
Farther
into your heart
that bleeds
Bleeding
like a sunrise
at dawn
Dawning
into these eyes
with warmth
Warming
numb frozen tears
to melt
Melting
like icicles
in Spring
Spring's field
Where last whistles
blow slow
For Richard`s contest Mussetle
Let the final countdown begin
Proxy war in Afghanistan
Saudi Arabia vs. Iran
India vs Pakistan
Sunni vs Shia
The 38th divide of Korea
China taking over the sea
As the US debt is skyrocketing
Militaries expand
Droughts and famine in farmlands
Christian exodus from the middle east
Refugees from the lack of peace
Annexations by Russia
No one screams in hysteria
Pocket nukes are ok to use
Mankind has a short fuse
One, two, three, four, five
What to do to stay alive
To simplify, put your head between your legs
And kiss your *** goodbye
God, please hold our hand
The world is sinking in quicksand
Angry, greedy statesmen
Sounding the drum of the horsemen
Artificial intelligence
Climate change and mass surveillance
With two minutes left to midnight
Listen for the sound
Drop the beat, hit the ground
Dynamite as bright as daylight
Signaling for help with a flashlight
Playing the rave, igniting the night
The blasting wave, in the grave, later love
Smitten with the fireworks above
The nuclear deterrent is gone
Nothing but an oxymoron
The plight of mankind fight
Cockroaches become the spotlight
As they write what happened at midnight
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For Emile Pinet
Contest The doomsday clock 2 minutes to midnight
As all things come together and so again must end,
We gather now in tribute, to our brother and our friend.
His life on earth, now at a close, but in hopes of things to come,
We take comfort; he’s in a new life, far beyond the setting sun.
Free now from all the torment, that had filled him with such pain,
And in hopes that springs eternal, when we board our twilight train.
Going 80
In a 50 zone
Cruising along
Singing my song
I like this beat
Lets crank it loud
Driving this road
Losing the load
I've got the wheel
Mic in my hand
The spot light is mine
Lead in the band
Whats that flashing?
Its the man
The man with the ticket
Saw him last week
In the 30 zone
When I took a stop
With a skip and a hop
No one was coming
And the music was good
Too late to down gear
Lights in the mirror
I've got the wheel
Mic in my hand
Spot light is mine
The head of the band
But theres a flashing
An uniformed man
Man with a ticket
Pulled to the side
A quieter tone
Swelling the blues
Hey, nothing to lose
He gives a grin
Says to slow down
A warning for you
I like the song too
You take the wheel
I've played the hand
Spot light all yours
The head of the band
Keep an eye on the rear
For the man in the mirror
Man with the ticket
We all need a Savior
In this world today
Because to enter Heaven
There is no other way.
So a Savior God did send
Jesus His own Son
For He is salvation's gift,
Gift for every one.
So why don't you take this gift
Which money cannot buy
And receive from Him that ticket
For the banquet in the sky.
Go ahead book your seat
And take that party ticket
Don't let this pass you by
I would hate it if you miss it.
Let me warn you before I go
And let this thought sink in
Not all tickets that's out there
Are true and genuine.
So take this ticket God's own Son
This one's not a dud
Look closely and you will see
It's stamped with His own blood.
There is a certain kind of game to play
It states that you can win in any way
Scratch off the secret spot
Thinking you’ve won a lot
Disappointed, you lose every penny
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Susan Burch's "Lottery Ticket Limerick" contest
1/2/2012
There… he… goes…
speeding down the mountain,
he’s just enjoying life.
He just wants to share
TIME
with his friend.
To his provider’s misfortune,
TIME
varies her lipstic – I mean definition.
His description:
“I was just enjoying MYself,
it wasn’t MY fault.”
Her description:
“But you hurt ME.
What about ME?”
She was furious.
Her insurance rates became destined to go
THROUGH THE ROOF.
It’s so unfair for her,
she was just trying to provide for her man:
gave him a car and some freedom.
The interest her man once gave her, though,
sped off so quickly that it
deserved plenty more speeding tickets.
That interest
Deserved stars, road blocks, and helicopters;
and a much more somber ending than that of a life in Grand Theft Auto.
Once you’re caught,
you’re caught.
You can still go back,
though, once you leave,
you’re gone indefinitely.
Everyone else must pay your debts now.
She became dull,
she got fat,
every Christmas present gets old by the time Santa comes around again.
Not that any of any of those
physical characteristics mattered,
though.
It was true love,
so true that the betrayal was just as true.
But it was just a speeding ticket.
At a spot of roadside, shaded
A predator on the prowl
Concealed itself and waited
for prey to run afoul…
Then, madly, with a dash,
It shot out from the thicket;
Nabbed one prey, in a *flash*
And slapped it with a ticket.
Inside the room in the administrative offices floor
of a plush hotel, an unmarried middle aged lady executive,
showing a lottery ticket, told her secretary
that she won five hundred dollars. She wasn’t happy.
Inside the cold storage of the same establishment,
a male storekeeper, a daily wage earner and father of three,
was all smiles as he showed a ticket and promised to treat
his mate to a beer. He won the same amount.
Now these two anecdotes happened within the same week.
What struck me was the stark difference in their reactions
upon winning the same amount. The executive said,
“I don’t need the five hundred, I want the one million”.
The storekeeper said “Thank God, this is heaven-sent!”
Looking back, there was only one thing I thought that minute:
It takes more for those who have more in life to be thankful,
and it only takes little for those who have less to be grateful.
Who between the two has learned the secret to being happy?
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Giving Thanks Contest
Sponsor: Ed Ebbs
Worthless lottery ticket!
I blew a pound,
Hoping you would be a winner.
I only used a quid I found,
But I could have spent it
On something wiser.
Worthless lottery ticket!
Should I become a miser?
Stupid lottery ticket!
You won ten quid.
Just three numbers matched.
You’ve done better than the last one did,
But I can’t go on a world cruise.
Maybe my luck will change…
Stupid lottery ticket!
Perhaps the next will be top of the range?
Improving lottery ticket!
You won thirty pounds -
But it sure isn’t a lot:
I can’t buy a big house with grounds.
A bit of luck, but not enough
(Although, I guess it’s better than I’ve had before).
Improving lottery ticket!
Will I ever win more?
Lucky lottery ticket!
Five numbers nets me five grand!
I hoped it would have been ten times that.
Come on, Fortuna, lend a huge hand
And help me match six numbers.
I want a life of ease.
Lucky lottery ticket!
Lady Luck, won’t you help me a little more, please?
Jackpot lottery ticket!
Six numbers at last!
I can leave work and enjoy life,
Being broke belongs in the past,
The world is my oyster now -
I’ve suddenly become handsome with charm and wit!
Jackpot lottery ticket!
Oh, darn – where did I put it?
I know it is quite a huge long shot.
However, I can win a big pot.
I will join the dance.
Give my dreams a chance.
A buck per ticket is not a lot.