Best Uneasy Poems
So I know the understanding of my mind
Mad, twisted, and fogged with clutter
Tall sequoia trees, stacked tops in a forest
To all I seem normal, as a regular “guy” pores through mines
Deep within my skin however lies abnormality
From A’s ends to Z’s, but in between are scattered letters
Like Scrabble letters shaken about within the box
Dark I am not, bright not so either
A dimly lit dusty desk at dusk, I am
A mental tongue twister like the previous line, always
Da Vinci-esc I am, an abundance of unfinished dreams
Starting is virtuoso, finishing is inept
Will liveliness find its way?
Can I see my friend again?
I ask such questions in search of answers,
but find nothing but afflicted heartbreak
when contradiction becomes aching past.
Forgiveness becomes a price
if woe becomes your regret.
I search for reasons to move on with ease,
search for amends from reparation found.
I must atone for the perplexed lost years.
I shan't seek unbearing pain
or things facing forlorn tears.
Stretched out before me is courage and joy.
I need repayment for wrongs committed,
wipe away my morose and disturbed fears.
I drown in depressed anguish,
intense grief and imprudence
can only cease when given one more chance.
I need to find peace of mind, but quittance
could squelch my agonized and intense soul.
My path's lapsed if it's traveled
too light with no warm regard.
Seven-Ten Poetry Contest
Emile Pinet
March 6, 2018
Here in Toledo
I live in a Flat
Infested with rats
who keep crawling up my back
My toilet needs a plunge
From the crap that I keep
It is starting to smell
My nose can't even sleep
the Stew on the stove is a week old
Milk of Magnesia is my poison or so I've been told
The landlord wants the rent
But the money has been spent
on fixing my cot that continues to rot
Sick and feeble I keep using the needle
Ants are nice to eat but so is that beetle
John is a friend who likes to drop down his draw
But his waist is a bulge,that much the ladies all saw
Sad times are here as I throw up my beer
My tv set crashed so the eye sheds a tear
It is never boring in Toledo Heights
Where the man is unashamed to display his unsightly tights
Streets to get mugged on,Avenues to booze
I like this wacky environment, it's the only life I choose*
*Please don't be offended by this poem.It is purely fiction and is not applicable to
the city,the people or their environment
Uneasy calm!The crystal ball of clearity incompletely serened atmosphere for
serious,sensible decision making.A profane confirmation of black or white,
narrow or wide,positive,negative or neutral response.A turning point!
Uneasy calm!Pervades the air in an atmosphere of temporary settled confusion,
upheaval and general uncertainties awaiting a definite final answer.Certainly a
concise decision must follow;the starting point of chains of reactions.
Uneasy calm!The think thank of all the egg heads of all world opinion leaders
and eiderstate's men.Clear mindedness is the game.No mistakes!Could be
costly!All details must be censored and put in place now.Alright!
Uneasy calm!A situation that calls for serious sober reflections and concise
collation of all relevant statistics,logistics and vital necessary information to forge
ahead.The complete picture of the expressed definite answer.
Uneasy calm!Your dimensions are multifaroius.Good or bad!Peace or war!
Enjoyment or suffering!You have the final answer.Egg heads!You cannot afford to
make mistakes at this point.No!No!!No!!!Not at all.We count on you.
Uneasy calm!Dialogue,compromise,fairplay and finding alternative lasting
solutions to problem solving is your best option.War is completely out of the
game!Reason!There are millions of positive options at your disposal.Choose!
Uneasy calm!Your best choice is satety of human life's and peace for all nations.
This is the only antidote and best tonic for the world at the moment.Peace!Peace!!
Peace!!! is golden.Embrace it!
Uneasy calm!Your only legacy is an unalloyed world stability and unity among all
nations.Nobody is screening or judging anybody.Everybody has a right to his own
opinion!Pick the positive ones to move the world forward.Calm down!Embrace
peace always.
Uneasy calm!The world is an egg that is placed delicately in your hands for
keeps at the moment.It must not break.Scrutinize and weigh all options very
well.Your time must be remembered for good.
Uneasy calm!You are close to the best options.Use all machinery at your
disposal.human resources and ideas,technology and fine details firmly on
ground
to move forward.The world is at your mercy.Restrain!
One day,not too long ago
I dreamt a dream,
So vivid, so colourful
Oh! let me be
engulfed in its sweet pangs
Wherein roses bloomed a dozen
Laughter in the sky
Singing birds all in flight
Casting a melody in breeze
Sweet sweet berries all in bunches
chocolates melting in my mouth
oh! how I wish
this were all true
'cos it's fantasy all right!!!
And when I wake up
to the sounds of dawn
A sweet smile on my lips
The world is what
It seems not to be
and not as bad
as it apparently is.......
Horn Latest Haiku
will feel uneasy
really unsure of myself
act not together
must be an answer
what happens next will wonder
did pray for awhile
God will tell me how
the right thing that i should do
to prepare the way
in God put my trust
sand a song and said a prayer
He made it happen
message had been there
am saved by God forever
what the Bible said
market did go down
God will cause things to rebound
give me peace of mind
It was all good a week ago,
Bourbon Street was full of energy,
The air saturated with laughter, Gumbo, Jambalaya and Catfish.
The wind whispering sweet nothings in your ear,
Farewell to the last days of summer.
But in my slumber, hurricane season was here,
The wind no longer whispered, but she cried for help,
And suggested that we do the same.
As God's fury swept across the delta,
With a similar rage that had driven Hitler during the Holocaust,
The same "Big Easy" that was adored and cherished,
Had become as uneasy as an upset stomach.
In complete emotional distraught, I pinched myself,
Hoping to awaken from this Purgatory... and I did.
Only to find the ocean inhabiting the streets of New Orleans,
Filled with corpses, that swam through the water like schools of fish,
The air saturated with death, hunger, despondency and lamentation.
With my faith paralyzed, I turned to look up at the broken sky,
Seeking an answer from God about what had happened.
As if he had sighed before answering,
The same wind that had once whispered those sweet nothings, daintily cried,
Katrina, Katrina... Katrina.
Uneasy Road
I ceased to complain, I dash forward stalking
With all the foot going and coming,
With the going steps courage, I mode
In this track many are seen by the side
Mirror of the road, made with them discourage
My heart sorrowful with my leg
Wandering if it will obey me mind
Those by standers did not kill me in egg
I move forward to see with hind
Not discourage by the road voyage.
I dash forward to initiate and terminate
All the saints passed through and manipulate
We labored all day coming and goingless
Night we gave our soul tiredness
Soon a junction bail me a college
By my left, was only their steps
Going without coming, but three deeps
The messiah, Lazarus, girl little
Deed going and coming in junction mantle
I ask, where does that track Carriage?
By my right, was steps without love
Standing without hope, bound and sincerities
Taking what the road siders garthered.
Insidious, false, treacherous and unlawful
Am abandone to self pity and which carriage
The junction by my loft terminate
It holds ransom of every road note
Ije uwa, so difficult to understand
From the maker, I round my Journey strand
Messiah, Lazarus, hope in homemage.
Theme:
Courage, Hard work, difficult in life existence, ressoration, hope in God
Note: This is a 6 stanzas poem written into 6 lines a verse and is a free verse that run through the poem. The poem is about our difficulties about our existence in this world and why so may fail.
Massage:
(1) That what ever we do in this world or what ever happened to us we should not always complain.
(2) We should not always say because Mr. A fails, that you will fail. Always do something with all your strength
(3) It is always in you to make your self happy or not.
(4) Our last hope is in God who created us.
(5) In this world is either you are doing good or bad left and right dead and leaving.
We had a great time,
We laughed,
We learned,
We loved.
Why did it have to end?
Why id they make you leave?
Just thinking back
on all of those
memories.
Bring a tear to my eye.
I cant go on,
I cant move forward,
Its just so hard,
Now were all scared.
You may think its easy,
But were all so uneasy.
I am finding this tough babe
Have a feeling I have fallen
Yet i feel it is to soon for you
Now my mind has complications
I'll let you in on my point of view
I am happy with what we have
You have brought joy and peace to my heart
But once again i'm doubting as there are pieces missing
Making them selves known that would of been there from the start
Usually this would not bother but there are getting stronger
Life and relations would be more simpler
If we're intune with our hearts
so this is where it starts
Like seeing the emotion, the joyment of knowing
without disagreeing and disgarding something new
I am not saying i want to change you and not passing the blame
Just fed up of feeling the smallest disappontment
As you are now a part of me
I shall drop my masculinity
just for a second and let you in...
I'm in love with you.
This shouldn't be a call of concern
This is a call from my heart.
Intermediate Range Nuclear Forces
(INF) Treaty nixed, asper (gasp) infinite
wisdom (quite unsettling) trumpeting
commander in chief de facto gave green
light, thus signals fasttrack, sans arms
race activating Armageddon churning
noble nuclear warheads damn the (not
so petty) torpedoes full steam ahead,
ramping up military industrial (intelligence
- ha) complex edifice global security
compromised detente tipping point
needle weighs heavily - scale lean
triangulation ratchets dramatic
apocalyptic fear each man knucled
(woman child) arms themselves to
the teeth bombs away doth not leave
mushroom to wiggle free of doom,
the human race on track to extinction
since the commander in chief did
rescind checks and balances on rogue
nations, now issuing free (grab bag)
for all warmongering states to stock
on fire sale of various and sundry
weapons of mass destruction ushering
exponential possibility slight sabre
rattling altercations will kickstart
World War III, but no victors will
emerge cuz every square inch of planet
Earth will be snapping, crackling
and popping with radiation fostering
disintegration, incineration, obliteration...,
among civilization with minuscule probability
no child will be left behind, (nor anybody
else for that matter), yet one need
not be a brain scientist, nor rocket
surgeon to predict the end of the world
as we know it (REM) minding any weekly
reader of TIME magazine, or other
reputable news source (such as Howard
Stern), any moment could deliver every
thing each of us cherish to go to hell in
a handbasket of deplorables) predicated
on the isolationist (nationalistic) posture
our dear leader steers this ship (unwieldy
leviathan) of state into totally tubular
unswerving pulverization!
Shifting alliances make nations queasy
though status quo frankly leaves them uneasy
Dingy curtains fall over scarlet walls nothing proceeds this brittle act rarely seen
constant faces of empty gazes exposed by blurred conversation and non sense
situations. Endless moments of surrendered confessions hidden by
unassuming desires a release from fragile illusions a sanctuary with in
indulgence. Pleasure comes with a slither of sin yet a resolution was formed
to seek comfort that few could afford, a beautiful shade of undone treachery
proceeded by liars and imposters a belief that money cant buy. Crave purification
from spoiled emptiness the patient precious unsatisfied blessing of
possession. Flawed and insecure escape this volatile self control intensified by
this uneasy symphony that refuses to give up on me.
Thoughts of confusion were swirling
in my head, and I desperately needed
a quiet place to be,
I headed to the seaside, where I sat,
gazing into the sea.
The calm, still body of water was
undisturbed by the gust of wind that
whizzed by,
Immersed in the silence of nothingness,
I prayed these muddled thoughts would
fly away like a butterfly.
As I turned my head towards the sky,
I saw the dark clouds were slowly drifting
by,
Suddenly, I felt the warmth of his sweet
love draining from my heart , leaving
it empty and stone cold.
Then, an overwhelming grip of
emptiness took a painfully tight hold,
The Sun was now barely visible,
Oh, How I wish it were possible to be
invisible.
Oh, how I wished I could let go of this
woe.
I couldn’t help but wonder if I was the
last one to know.
by Zyrool
Beauty unseen at the waterfall's edge
The danger below at waterfall's edge
The edge of the waterfall's descent
The cutting jagged rocks all she'll ever know
My darling climbs
Beautiful rhythm at the ocean's edge
The danger within at the ocean's edge
The edge of the ocean's expanse
The undertow's liquid flow all he'll ever know
My darling swims
Beautiful greenery at the forest's edge
The danger lurks shadowed at forest's edge
The edge of the forest's canopy
The stinging pain of venom all they'll ever know
My darlings hike
My darlings wander these rivers and these shores
These forests, these mountains, just doing their chores
Warning the stranger of what lie ahead
And welcoming them all to the land of the dead
My darlings roam