Best Unbelievable Poems
How sad it is, unbelievable but true
Yes, heroes too do die
Its true death is a reality
Since birth marks the beginning of a man
So death comes to end the existence of man
Unbelievable but true
Death is a reality though hard to accept
We say why him? We are correct to ask many questions
The simple answer is yes, heroes too do die
Yes, I know you will say not in this manner
But I tell you; heroes always go beyond our expectations
Like every other hero he was extra-ordinary in all aspects
Thus, the news of a fallen hero
How thunderous it sounds
Oh! What a great lost to our nation and future generations
We now live in total regrets and desolation
For one we once loved so much is no more
To this end, we say to God be the Glory.
Daddy, may your peaceful and gentle soul Rest in Perfect Peace.
My eyes are watching beyond time
I’m able to see things that was once hard to find
Keep your distance while I deny hate’s existence
My pen eagerly waits to write the next sentence
As I walk in faith with a life of which some think is far beyond believing
When my thoughts turn into poetry that explains what I’m thinking
Sometimes our nightmares become the things we wish never saw
I truly believe that’s a cynic flaw
My life is like a work of fiction
To me reality has shown double vision
Every day I try to match desires that seem impossible
Our fate is definitely inescapable
You have to believe dreams and hope are believable
My mind took the unbelievable journey
To the reservoir of life
Taking in the mystical memory
Of the time I walked from strife
Remembering the quadrivial
not sure which track I must avoid
Til i heard the distant voices
Chanting a pericope in the wind
It was then that I saw it
Lying on the earth
A ligure shining but not brightly
Not showing its worth.
Using the words, : unbelievable, mystical, pericope, ligure, reservoir, quadrivial
Penned 9 July 2013
Unbelievable
Unique small noticeable notions
Of love just because this love
Love unimaginable undeniable
Unbearably how sane we be.
Are we? Unbreakable unmistakable
Unbridled unshakable love unashamed
Staining all walls all laws
Of hearts and art
Understandable unquenching thirst
For more unabbreviated
Substantial amorous demanding
Flammable never boring
Don't bore us
Settle in indelible friends
This love with a whisper of
Exaggeration left no page unturned
Bow to and kneel to this love
A ray of reverence to this love
Vow to this love
All attributes indowed in this love
Note worthy of a positive vote
Notice a noticeable love
Have you noticed
Fairly BOASTUROUSLY
BLOSSOMING WHAT MADNESS BE
Of this show of the art of love
How can a Lawyer defend
The undefendable?
How many times can you bend the truth
When is the truth unbendable?
How can a Lawyer look the Judge in the eye?
And blatantly lie,
It is not commendable.
It is difficult for the truth to understand,
Why?
Is the Lawyer guilty too?
Stating that the truth is another lie
It makes one wonder about the law,
What were the rules made for,
Not to be broken, that's for sure.
When did the truth become a lie?
In court the other day.
A lawyer said this could be so
As he brushed the truth away.
I did say, "Lawyer."
Although I found it inconceivable
When a respected man of the law
States lies, and the truth is the same,
Unbelievable.
You used to scare me with your torrid schemes.
My mind was a parcel for your unravelling.
There was a time you'd play with its shadows,
and then you said you never took sides...
I believed you then.
Now, I know I was wrong.
You're not to be believed, but sung!
And when my eyes are wet, drowning in this turgid ache,
then I know that I've swelled with you this day.
A mass is a Higgs/Boson,
deifying this mysterious principle of attraction.
Keeping the stars on an ever course,
While I'm assuaged with infinite space,
you move in waves of eternal grace,
and now I have been created.
This day has mattered to one so swayed,
by your hammer of fate!
I hung from remorse too often for words,
yet you beckoned with tears and laughter.
Hidden in unexpected anomalies,
and mysterious mannerisms,
like twinkling eyes at the moment of death.
There is no use with human innuendos
which are crimes that make up minds.
No thought is made without particles,
you have ever before destroyed,
and no tear is without your
infinite recycled amorous affair.
My heart is an elixir of prayers,
with which I consort and hum,
Oh My
OM I
Every day I wake up and
Everything to myself, I'm alone
again.
You have that love in your life,
so for mw is this the end?
You no that he can't love you as
I can.
You need to open your eyes and
see what you got in front of you
that stands.
Its too much to see you hug and
kiss another man.
You tell me you love me but
some times I just don't
understand.
When I tell you I love you, I
mean it from the bottom of my
heart.
But than knowing that you have
a lover that you go to every
night, breaks my heart.
But it's what ever though, I'm
used to being the third wing.
Even though it hurts some times
like a sharp sting.
Brass balls & eyes with a sliver of sin
Hence, where do I even bother to begin?
In fragmentation out on its desolate isle
We will know all the more in a great while
In sesation we get desperate & loneliness sets in
Enflamed by passion from within
Marked on its blotted page yet clearly intact
Working too hard can give anyone a heart attack
Today I want to soar to a place that is much better then before
Some our eager to contemplate history
The final line embraced in eager desire
Through a barrage of misrepresentation
Yet still today I long to soar to a place
That is much better then before
To embrace the inner swell of pain
While the entire world outside is totally insane
Through a closed window
Yet for the moment only one can speculate
Through the closed window one can barely see
A very vibrant yet different way of a reality
In swift decisions that must be made
In a painful thrust & shortness of breath
Most only tap into a very small portion of brain
Through a closed window one can barely see
In some sorted variation in a dream
We then wander aimlessly as in some nomadic tribesmen
In desperation flirting with fire in the brain
In pillaged torn rhetoric decorum
Through a closed window
One can claim an inner sense of hidden solitude
We are all in the same cage here
Why do the guilty go free?
Why do the heathen rage?
Why does the sun still shine?
As painted faces lost in time
Were all in the same cage here?
It's just I want to know
How a most beautiful flower does grow
Through its frolic ambiance to unfold
In heights of soaring tears in sight
Still the river still flows out in some peaceful sway
Within tempers on fire yet still some ardent desire
A pilgrims process one can claim
It is so good to know that I'm still in the game!
Routine initial dinner imparts his heart on sleeve
Fourth date offer to move in, with her child
Mirror shows soft character she strives to believe
Demure manner somehow has him beguiled
Willing skip bin scour assists panicked neighbour
His outlook stoic upbeat, maintained modest
Jarvis valued asset, bovine humane kill innovator
Bali trip invitation, having kissed her not yet
Gilded page fable hero, finally sigh spontaneous
Erased past innocent repels inquiry intuitive
Revealing her dabbling would be dire dangerous
Vague oil picture layers bright lies lucrative
August move in floor thirty in tower beside marina
Vista thirty miles of hills, boat smooth ocean
Fairytale ticket to board, beau's open demeanour
Marks their story heavy navy ribbon devotion
7th July 2022
Written for Contest:
Flight Three
Sponsor:
Chantelle Anne Cooke
Unless I had a crystal ball, I
Never would have know or
Believed, that someday I would be his wife.
Everything he means to me, all the world he shared
Love has grown and captured me
I need him more every day, to hold me tight
Especially when I've been alone or had an awful day
Vases of flowers, small gifts and little notes left for me
All to show how much he cares and misses me while he is away
Beside me at night, I feel his touch and listen to his breath
Love swells inside my heart and makes my blood rush
Even if I do not tell you enough, you are my love!
It was once just me,
wondering how things could be.
I was alone and empty.
I've been hurt,
treated like dirt.
I planned on giving up.
Then you came along,
emotions went strong.
You've completed me.
It's unbelievable how it turned out,
now I just can't live without (you).
You're my everything, the only sense in life.
Just cause not seen awakened invisible...
just because doesn't mean it's not real
12/20/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2024
(parody of unbeautiful by lesley roy)
i tell you
look at me
what do you see
what do you think
of this girl
that you love
i dont believe
your words
i cant see
your point of veiw
i am not the person
you think i am
i dont fit
into your picture
of a girlfriend
im not as great
as you say
i wish i could
be who you see
but i just fall short
i look into
a mirror and see
a girl broken
and confused
how can you love a girl so lost
i dont understand
what makes me unbelievable?
im not gorgeous
im not funny
im not that smart
i stumble
and fall
im so imperfect
how can you love me?
im stuck being me
im unchangible
i look into
a mirror and see
a girl broken
and confused
how can you love a girl so lost
i dont understand
what makes me unbelievable?
tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
is this a dream
i can't, i can't, i can't, i cant
believe your mine
because your so perfect
and im so wrong
but i love you so
i look into
a mirror and see
a girl broken
and confused
how can you love a girl so lost
i dont understand
what makes me unbelievable?
i look into
a mirror and see
a girl broken
and confused
how can you love a girl so lost
i dont understand
what makes me unbelievable?
make me unbelievable
Who is she? We asked each other, not understanding
Could she be a statue or was she real?
Was she a mythical goddess or a witch?
A good witch or a bad witch?
If she could have spoken
She would have told us
She was Midas’ mistress
None of us would have believed it
But it was the truth
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