Best Unapproachable Poems


Quest For God

From the beginning, people have asked themselves,
how God came into being or how God creates from nothing?
The God seekers are advancing ethical axioms
and truth is withstanding the test of experience.
Human mind is made out for reason and truth.
Reason gives us freedom
and freedom makes a human being a moral subject.
The man is a moral being and justice is greater than love.
We don’t know, why protons in the core of atom
are attracted and not repelled
even though, they have the same electrical charge?
What decides that a cell becomes animal or a plant cell?
Every leaf has many cells and each is more complicated
than a human made rocket.
Why stars, Earth and other planets are weightless in space
and what force makes universe to expand?
Expanding universe is astounding.
Space is stretching and does not collapse.
Why Dolphins live in water for millions of years,
even though they do not have gills 
and cannot breath oxygen from water?

Nature adapts and man forms himself.
Animals lack our understanding,
but we cannot compare to incorporeal beings
for they are much more advanced than we.
There is more to reality than just phenomenal.
Science interprets things in terms of our experience,
and consciousness is essential to knowledge.
Real world is self contained, independent,
derived from pure consciousness.
Man gets corrupted by the power he has,
but God is almighty and holy indeed.
"Woe to the shepherds who mislead and scatter
the flock of my pasture..."
The king cannot substitute for apostolic succession.
God revealed himself to mankind
and this encounter of God is our experience.
The wholeness of being demands eternity,
otherwise, the being is fractional.
Lord God dwells in unapproachable light
and can deify people and angels and make them Gods,
but only if they are holy first.

Premium Member Breeze

Breeze, my irrepressible desire, would 
Become 

For

Once, your unapproachable dream figure 
To embrace!



© Demetrios Trifiatis
  10 NOVEMBER 2014

Just Speechless

Mom, Dad,
How can i describe you?

A friend of mine describes his parents as 
Clueless
 and lost 

Another said they are
just mean
and brat

One who never wanted to hurt hers 
told me hers are 
Distant and lonely

I met one who spoke in my ears 
That his mom is silly
And his dad a drunkard 

Others call them
evil, sinister, diabolical, 
and grumpy 

Though most choose to say it softly
kind, giving, hardworking but unapproachable 

But how can I describe you,
Mom and dad?

Saying you are loving and caring 
Its an understatement 
 
How can i describe you?

You teach me right from wrong,
You encourage and support me ,
You laugh with me and wipe my tears away,
when i cry

Yes you are honest, 
You are wise, 
You are respectful, 
You are intelligent, 
You are a blessing,
So warm, tolerant but patient,

But that doesn't satisfy it all

You're the reason why I'm so strong,
Because you inspire
You are the reason why am smart
Because you nurture 
You are the reason why i believe
Because you faith-filled
When I need you, you're always there

I hate defeat because you taught me victory 
Though today 
I have a confession to make
When it comes to describe who you are to me

I am just speechless 


Dedicated to my dad and mom James and Cinda Carter
Like with every relationship, they have had their highs and lows
But no one can rule out that its the best couple i know so far
They love God, they love each other and them love me
 

Sponsor:	Poet Destroyer A
Contest: A poem you have not entered in a contest 
Poet: Rodgers Roger Carter 
Date:7/18/2014 
Time: 12:00:00 AM


Premium Member An Elegant Lady

Elevated and poised, exuding an air of grace

she steps smartly, in a fluid motion.

Perfectly balanced.

like a lissome gazelle on tippy toes.

Staging each step, she adds her own unique flare

confident, yet feminine enough, to flow natural

not practiced.

With her sensual sassy swing

she’s alluring, and yet, discernibly unapproachable!


(Free Verse)


6/6/2018

Premium Member Greek Mythologys Medusa

A Greek mythological classical character chosen,
Medusa with her snake hair and stone stare, a frozen
Look turning people to stone, originally a vision of beauty,
A woman of erotic desire, who inflicted unimaginable cruelty,
Her destiny to become an unapproachable monster,
Many attempted to kill her, heroes and many a mobster,
Her punishment, all because Poseidon willfully raped her
Bringing about woe upon all women whoever they were.
The Greek God Perseus renowned for killing
Such beasts, ordered by King Polydectus whether willing
Or not, to go and bring back her head,
Perseus had a plan how to slay Medusa, delivering it dead.
This was a hero, but still sweat collected on his brow, DRIP
Drip, drip, but bravely approached her abode, a swift SNIP 
Went his sharp sword which did ,SMASH
Down with might, and Medusa’s blood did SPLASH
It was rumored that from the severed head came a BELCH
As her blood in Perseus’s hands went SQUELCH.
This warrior’s deed was certainly brash, swiftly did snatch
Medusa’s head, Perseus the hero for whom there was no match.
Well worked his plan, held his shield at an angle, a space 
At which he could see the reflection of her face
On his shield, but not look into her eyes, he scored an ace,
The horrifying snakes in her hair died, her eyes ablaze
A statue of Medusa’s head shown as averting assailant’s gaze. 

Contest Entry: Onomatopoeia Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Date: 01/11/2021

Weightlifting

My journey beginning weightlifting commenced on a warm spring day, when I was of the ripe age of 14. I had no idea the extreme weight this category of life held. The extreme passion that was ignited within on that beautiful spring day. I opened up my digital device to watch another meaningless show on my favorite app. But instead of watching another unrelatable show I took a chance on a documentary that looked in depth in the life of different professional bodybuilders. Since that one hour and a half spark of interest I have never found something so impactful. Weightlifting has taken shape and form into something so much greater than I could ever imagine. It has served as motivation, determination, strength, passion, awareness, enlightenment, stability and so much more. It has driven me to new places and new experiences that before were never possible. But most of all it has provided hand over foot my 100% through and through confidence that was lost but now is found. It has brought me capability and a mindset that before was a mere intangible and unapproachable idea.


Tis Rap

Intro: ×4

I've got something in my head
  (In my head) 

Rap:

feeling you're winning is a feeling you're losing
and winning is the feeling losing is missing
taking undertaking is the bidding and trailing
we're making and grooming, processing our motive
feeling you're living is a feeling you're dieing
and dieing is the feeling living is pruning
wailing and crying are products of our making
feeling what I'm saying?

Black lives matter? 
You're white, black, purple, indigo, violet or
racism monger
trained by wiles, shame pain or poverty, you should see
much better
what defines man: tribe, clan, languages or what such
can offer
in your world, home, town, places of worship
or cafeteria!

Here's myopia: Folly's godfather
what were you thinking, that you're better?
you've got oxygen, and he's got fire?
you feel blood surging, but he feels nada?
cos you're stupid, and have gone brainless
that when you 'em, you become restless
insecurity then becomes your crest
hunger to kill 'em then becomes your bread

     Y'all are supposed to be all these:

indestructible, inevitable, indivisible, indescribable, indefinable,
inexpressible, imperishable, indissoluble, inevasible, incorruptible
  (not)
unapproachable, unappealable, unappeasable, inaccessible, impracticable,
insurmountable, unavailable, unobtainable, inexorable, indomitable
      (Out-of-the-way)

    ~Freestyle~
      '20:06:25:10:45

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Premium Member Revelation of Eternal God

Eternal God’s will
That  men have access to Eternal Father
Through Father Christ
The Word made flesh
In the Eternal Holy Spirit
Become sharers in the divine nature

Eternal God dwells in unapproachable light
Wants to communicate His own divine light
In His only begotten Son
By revealing Himself
Eternal God wishes to make them capable
Of Responding to Him
Of knowing Him
Of loving Him far beyond
Their own natural capacity

The Divine plan of Revelation
Realized simultaneously
By deeds
And Words
Which are essentially
Bound with each other
Eternal God shed light in each other
Eternal God communicates Himself to man gradually
Prepares him to welcome
Stages of Sipernatrural Revelation
That culminate in the person
Mission of the Icarnate Word, Jesus Christ

The Word of Eternal God dwelt in man
Became the Son of man 
In order accustom man 
To perceive Eternal God
Accustom Eternal God to dwell in man
According to the Eternal Father’s pleasure

01112015

Premium Member Screech, Coo, Or Gobble - For Contest

Screech, Coo, or Gobble –for contest


The Dove!!
What would we do
in the darkness of icy winter
sit cold and hungry
listen to its inane cooing?

The Eagle!!
The lofty hermit…
soaring above - alone
screeching at the wind
unapproachable aerie dweller.

The Turkey!!
Ah, the delectable turkey
fat thighs of hefty drumsticks
pale white meaty breast
sweet rendezvous at dinner’s plate.

Less handsome – yet
more filling than the dove.
A sensible choice
Eagle vs Turkey
Symbol vs Sustenance
Ideals vs Pragmatism.



10/10/2015

submitted to – 1776: The Eagle, The Dove, or the Turkey?  poetry contest
sponsor – Mary Oliver Rotman

Crush

A feeling so strong so true,
takes you so high like a plane from belview.
You'll get to places you ain't been before,
and everyday you'll keep praying it comes even more.
You've never seen your heart so relaxed when 
you're with her,
and it breaks and tears you apart when she is afar.
Sometimes you can't even seem to sleep,
you keep hoping she'll call or atleast give you a beep.
People who say to you these feelings don't last,
You'll pray they die, you'll see their corpes and walk pass.


A feeling so strong, so true,
everyday its like it grows long and looks new.
Your heart is heavy with expressions you can't say,
not even when she asks "dear what do we talk about today?
A feeling so deep and so tense...
but to you, it makes great and exceptional sense.
It cages your mind, body and soul...
they ask "would you like to be free? 
and you smile and still keep saying no.
One second with her you'll kill for, atleast..
but when its up, you start acting like little Oliver Twist.
You see her, you see an unapproachable light,
you hear her and it takes away all your might.


A feeling so strong, so true,
keeps you on an edge, you just don't know what to do.
What is it about her, in words you can't describe,
"I loose you, I die" on the tablets of your heart these words are 
deeply inscribed.
All you see is her, yourself and no one else,
it erases feelings you had or one time felt.
To you, everything means nothing...
she sits by you and your heart starts pumping.
For her, all pains you can bear,
including those of your worse nightmare
A feeling so strong so true.
as the days pass by, 
you keep praying she spends the rest of her life with you.

Sand Castles

Sand Castles

Castles are supposed to be strong;
Something about walls always 
Seem so strong...
I was like a sand castle-
Everyone was so caught
On my walls;
They never wondered
What was behind them-
Maybe its something 
About walls being strong-
Or is that unapproachable?-
Castles are not 
Something to be held;
They hold things-
I was a sand castle,
So I held everything in;
Every grain of sand,
I held inside myself...
I'm not sure if he realized
That sand castles are not
Meant to be held-
He thought I would be strong;
Castles are supposed to be strong-
But I was a sand castle and
So I could only crumble;
He let me slip through
His fingers...
He was the only one
To see behind my walls...
But I was only a 
Sand castle;
I held nothing but sand-
I am nothing
But sand.

Premium Member A Healing Touch

Administering to the sick the sacrament is one of the most powerful experience
In the rite, The priest was asked to lay his hands on the sick person’s head
Time and time again, this exact moment he experience the most relief and peace on his face

When we suffer from physical ailment or from our sins 
We may feel unapproachable and isolated
Suspected that the leper in the Gospel story feel the same way

We not only need the healing power of Father Christ
But also through His touch, Eternal God is our divine Physician
He does not deal with our ill-health from a distance

The divine Physician, Eternal God
Comes intimately close to us
To restore us to grace

Lost

Awaken to sounds of flight, machines in the distance 
Muffled sounds from fire watch
Bellowing to arms to arms
Planes humming, men rising from their slumber

The sky was dark, silhouettes dimmed the stars
Unapproachable rays and milky ways faded 
As the Reaper flew over way
With tools of trade

Squinting indistinctly it had begun
To my feet, roused to the berm 
In celebration I danced with wolves of war
Marines gathering for the kill

Then I recognized the sound of Thunder
In the distant flashes of light, insidious it was 
Thump, Thump         Boom
Thump,         Boom   

The feeling of black, the approach of stillness
Where nothing exist
Such a sight, watched in awe as the sand shook my feet
Would we be brave?

Leathernecks cheered
And the Sentry yelled, “To arms to arms”
In innocence I encouraged death
My thoughts trapped in haunting recollection

I bear in mind, If only we knew 
I died with them
If only I knew lost I was that night 
My soul hidden in the desert 

And in my dreams to arms,                 to arms,                    to arms

Listen Up Girls

The girls circle round, they talk,
The idea of him, they gauk,
On a pedistool so high up from the ground,
So unapproachable they can't come down,
So annoyed by the storytelling,
Based on an image he's wearing,
What's the big fuss?, I'm sure your ideals will change,
If you all really got to know him, you wouldn't see him this way,
Go ahead, approach him, we dare you to,
We know you have the balls, we wanna see what he'll do,
OMG!! He actually talked to you??!!,
News flash, girls!!!  He's just a man under that suit!!,
You see, he knows the rumors, and you give him the right,
To stroke his own ego through unapproachable might,
And if you girls had tried, you would see,,,
He's far from perfect,,,,that's just your fantasy!

Beauty

They say Beauty is in the eye of the Beholder. ur beauty is a magnificent bright.A strong sight. & yet it gets bolder. Each glance of ur extravagant beauty. I shudder wit an uncalled duty. An uncontrollable effect of prescence & assets,I squirm into the pits,into the depts. I appreciate a beauty as fine as urs,its above the rest,its of an Eagle,it soars. I can't compare thou beauty,with anything less great, a lesser beauty shall not participate. Its damn near unapproachable,but extremely noticeable. A blind woman can see ur beauty.Without eyes,u can't mistake the beauty of the Earth's sunrise. Oh its no surprise,wats in thy eyes,a one of a kind beauty,that never dries. Ur beauty is pure,wit no additives. Rare is ur beauty, its hard 2 find. Its way beyond the surface,its ur heart,its ur mind.

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