Best Very Unique Poems
Stillborn
a mood of aberrant colour
a stain on the Artist’s worlds
a heart pulsating with pain
a wide range of intense ardour
mixed on a fine palette
and a paintbrush adorning the world
with colours of imagination, Faith and Art
real canvases of human nature flesh
and the lifeblood of Nature
Portraits blooming in light
transcending the language of words
A language of infinite shades
shed in the heart of the Artist
a grand soul learnt to board a world
of no fences.. of no walls
In a silent dark night
he played on the hues of life
a unique music was composed
“The Starry Night”
a music that reached sombre states
unrevealed imagination.. untraveled meditation
a powerful vision and feelings
rising above what minds can ever decrypt
for a beholder
to see the depths
to feel the colours
to taste the pain
to read the music
A flow that never stops
the tone and texture of his passion
in motion..
miles away from a still life
an Artist turning his back
on the world of commas and full stops
How can a colour succumb to hindrance?
how can a hand hamper a paintbrush dance?
how can an Artist turn a dead heart to Nature canvas?
how can we fathom an ocean of many branches?
A “madman” in the mind of the mundane
Solitude, the Artist’s glorious moments in time
and boon..
A divine enchantment
a Self and Soul harmony
melting wholly in his Nature and whole
riding high in the wealth of lore
a meager body left behind
and the hand of the Artist entranced
drew a tortured portrait
his body was the canvas
his paintbrush bleeding in a crimson shade
a lost spirit in the monde of the mundane
the Artist.
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* Vincent Van Gogh, an inspiring Artist!
"The Artist", humble impressions on a human nature born just to create what is true from what is real..
To every Artist whose feel and language transcend the known.. whose heart and mind on a ride to attain the finest of beauty..
To every Artist who finds solace in an imposed solitude as the world of the mundane fails to decode his very unique language..
To every Artist who refuses to compromise and walks paths of wonder and beauty with a feel of torturing loneliness..
he's dancing
he swayze her in his arms
it's a movie
an old movie
he is happy
a very unique joy
doing what he adores
a love like parents feel for their new born baby
it's a love you don’t know exists
until the very moment you live it
usually only reserved for your art or children
i am watching Patrick with a tear in my eye
tell my friends ‘it's just a bit of dust’
i'm sad
no
more then sad
in that moment he is unaware he will die young
unaware he will fight like a brave warrior
take on pancreatic cancer without even a whimper
he beats it for maybe an extra year of life
in the end
the end
(an all too familiar
set of words)
the last two words of a film
this is different
an end
a human life stolen
sends a chill
even
through arctic regions
the dirty C
too many lost
to this disease
draws my ire
he does die
young
he passes as gracefully as he danced
i'm watching the movie
i think to myself
no i speak it out loud
pancreatic cancer
now that's what i call
Dirty Dancing
A poet cannot always be understood,
but those that can reach us are better than good.
There’s one at the Soup for both young and old.
Dr. Ram’s words are better than gold.
One poet I like who writes in this way
is very unique, and that’s why I say
when God made this man, he sure broke the mold!
Dr. Ram’s words are better than gold.
So whether in rhyme, in free verse or haiku;
in senryu, sijo, or in dodoitsu,
the good doctor rocks it, and so you’ve been told!
Dr. Ram’s words are better than gold.
Welcome to Rome, my dear friend
I hope you have a wonderful time
For here is the best place to spend
Vacations and holidays that is so sublime
As it is the first time for you here
I’ll to take you to the most exciting place
I don’t know if you did know about it or hear
But people come to visit it of every race
I’m going to take you to the Colosseo
I’m sure you’ll have a great time, my friend, Leo!
I’m not going to take you to just an another monument
It’s very unique! And it will give you joy and amusement
There you can see strong wrestlers and gladiators
And animals of every kind, from lions to alligators!
There you can witness battles between humans and predators
Which attract from all over the world spectators and visitors
At the Colosseo, you can watch Christians and slaves….
Are being executed
By axes of gladiators and fangs of lions,
No other punishment would have more suited!
It is also used for punishing criminals
By throwing them to be fed on by wild animals!
When they’re pushed into the field…..
They beg and cry for help
But instead of crying they should’ve thought…..
About the peace they did disturb!
And who anyway can restrain justice or curb?!
(Plus it is a very exciting show
And gives a lesson about morals, you know!)
And sometimes attends the emperor of Rome
That by a turn of his hand gives life or doom
But also the audience gets to decide
And the emperor is often on its side
Do you see how passionate our people are….
And how just our emperor is!
Oh! Leo, are you alright? Why is your face…..
Turning yellow like this?!
Oh, you need to throw up!
It’s okay; it must be that beer cup!!
I am born
In your heart
You often stop me
Before I can start
I have but
A single goal
Empty the burden
Up in your soul
I am very unique
In shape and form
I soften the soul
Keep the heart warm
I roll with laughter
And form from pain
You should understand me
And use me for gain
In our fast paced twentieth century world..,
We oft' have neglected to stop to smell the roses,
Oft' we used to bow our heads silently to pray,
As we reflect back to the sixties is had launched a pad to rebellion !
With a vast amount of liberal bias and thinking,
No wonder why our nation is sinking..,
Sinking amidst a cuss pool of mere morality..,
For now it is a quite different time,
A very unique but different type of day..,
An end of the age of innocence,
One hath been enlightened..,
From seeking truth,
Some fresh out of a garbage can..,
Yet for Gods' sake,
He hath such an amazing plan !
Hence, to shun the broad road,
Yet to seek to venture in the narrow..,
Such as a distant bird in flight !
You might see this creature venture out at night ?
Of the Eagle nor the Sparrow..,
It used to mean something to have a sense of common courteous..,
To hold open the door for your neighbor ?
Yet for the time being we relent and waiver..,
Would you prefer another taste of a certain ice cream flavor ?
To ponder we must be content with who we are in the inside..,
Nor, a mere fancy suit or blazing sport's car,
Life is a roller coaster..,
In what you do while busy making other plans..,
Finding solace among the height of nature.,
Such to think at what is quite simple,
As a young child reflects on his or her poster board,
Playing with their magic crayons..,
For in eternity it is such a very long time !
Take heed in what you do,
Now is the expectant hour !
What will one choose to do ?
There can be no place nor need for any compromise,
Within it's vast perpetual spectrum !
One just can't put a price tag on a genuine but unique heart !
Hence, with honest integrity..,
The time for change is today !
The Zombies got together with our Dragon on one fall Day.
They said that they wanted to come over for Halloween to play.
At least, that’s what, the Zombies, to Dragon, definitely, did say.
But ulterior motives were set into motion, to Dragon’s dismay.
You see, they wanted to be famous, like Dragon, and save the day.
But with Dragon a Hero, no one called on them, ever, in that way.
So they locked Dragon up, quietly, while playing Hide and Go Seek.
Then, they ran off, to yes, find their fame in ways, so very unique.
When Dragon finally got out, he went to find dear old Grandpa Troll.
Grandpa Troll decided to help them with ideas for… each and every one.
As no one would stop running and listen, each time, they came into view.
So Grandpa Troll became a go between, and Dragon learned to help, too.
Terrorists were scared away when Zombies dressed up like 72 virgins.
Got to admit: That’s definitely a new interpretation and a new version.
What can I say! Next time, beware, of what strangers promise… to you…
If it sounds too good to be true… Well, I’d of run, too! Wouldn’t you?
A Zombie lawyer came to court, Hey, he was a lawyer before, he died.
When he came over, ground his teeth, and then sat down, by their side.
His clients took guilty pleas, were scared straight or whimpered and cried.
I think the Zombie was hungry, so perhaps they were being most wise.
Then surrounding a school… They stopped a shooter from getting thru.
The shooter shot at the Zombies, being scared! Not at the kids! It’s true!
And the FBI found, they scared people from a house, without a firefight.
After all, who is more scary, the police… or Zombies… day or night…
Yep, in strange ways… they were usually effective, in most fights.
ISIS always took flight, as Zombies came running waving the ISIS flag.
Worried that becoming Zombies would soon also be their new plight…
No one in ISIS waited to find out, if that would definitely, become right.
Some were even signed for a new TV series… Yep! Just what we needed!
Another Zombie show… Is being written… This time, a reality show!
It’ll be called ‘Zombie Heros’… They’re sure you’ll be smitten!
And, of course, hopefully… not bitten… Happy Halloween!
I am blessed to have two wonderful sons that are very good to me
To say I am proud of them both is most definitely,
My eldest son is very independent
And my younger son is very driven to commitment,
They are both very Unique in their own ways
I am so lucky to have them both everyday,
Their futures are both very bright
And just knowing that I sleep very good at night.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2015
There is a mystery in the heavens. It is a very special story about the formation of the most delicate pieces of artwork that fall ever so daintily from the skies. This is the mystery of the snowflake. This is a mystery from God!
Snowflakes are like people according to Father God. Each one is so very unique from the other. Not a single one forms the same way nor does any look exactly like the other. Each snowflake has its own design and dimension and each snowflake becomes exquisite in God’s perfect timing. Never has there been a more beautiful revelation for the children of God.
Snowflakes fall from the heavens as miniature heavenly masterpieces of artwork. As the elements shape and have their influence upon each delicate ice molecule, they spin and they spin and they fall to the ground. One snowflake may look very similar to another, but to the Creator who sees every snowflake’s splendor individually, a different story is told. While one snowflake may have a star-shaped pattern, and another like a leaf, they all have microscopic branches like on a mighty oak tree. Each branch is spun ever so uniquely. Each snowflake a magnificent design from heaven.
So the next time you are outside in a snow flurry, rejoice at all the masterful pieces of artwork that are floating all around you. And if one by chance happens to fall upon your cheek, smile and say “Thank you for sending these rare ice crystals to me.
Gwendolen Rix
2-21-15
If you find yourself crying, think of me there with you,
because thinking about you every moment is all I seem to do,
just know you are always in my heart, you are always on my mind,
Know that in spirit I am always with you, and you will soon cease your crying.
You are one so very unique, lovely but fiercely strong,
still, I would hold you in my arms, protect you from all harm,
This bond between us can't be broken until both of us are gone.
You are always in my heart, despite however great the miles apart.
You are always in my heart, however near or however far,
You are always in my heart, every moment, every day.
You are always in my heart, my every thought is you, always.
I can't understand this way that I feel,
I have never known a love like yours, nothing this real.
We are both so different, yet not so truly different at all for sure,
because you are always in my heart, and I know I will always be in yours,
from this day on, now and forever more.
Don't listen to those doctors because what do they know?
All we need is each other to have and to hold,
You'll see sometime, I just know.
If the reaper pays you a visit, you must stay strong,
I may not be there with you, but you must fight on.
We will both crush this beast one day, This I Know,
Both Of Us Together, Everyone We Will Show,
because you have always been in my heart,
from the moment I first made eye contact with you at that bar,
and from that very moment I knew it was the very start
of My Samara, Always And Forever, Always In My Heart.
You will always be in my heart, light or dark, night and day.
You are always in my heart Samara, always, Always.
If you don't know the original song for this parody,
the YouTube web address below will bring you to it directly.
You'll Be In My Heart - Phil Collins
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=igrBykTxNPw
Samara's Medical Fund
https://www.gofundme.com/yvjnxk
I wish I can go back , to where it all began.
I should have said something, I should have taken a stand.
I feel like a butterfly, but only in reverse...what I really am is LARVA,
the beginning the first.
My stories pretty simple, its not hard to define. Somewhere at some, strange moment. I transitioned.
& lost in mind.
I think I was falling IN LOVE, but didnt know, how to deal.
I disguised myself, like the wings of a butterfly, this became my shield.
I felt like a PUPA, not yet ready to open my wings....still growing and maturing ,
still not knowing. Anything
If I was a butterfly kissed, I would tell myself this.
There is no plan in life, we simply exist.
We are all butterflys , Morphing everyday, Finding our own stories, in very unique ways.
We cannot alter, what has already been, done
We can only acknowledge, & learn from our past,
and in the present, move on......
Edgar A Host
It was a lovely Sunday afternoon
All the Guests has just finished Tea
One in particular though
Why he was staring at me
I asked if all was to his satisfaction
He smiled, with delight,
Not at all being the silent type
He replied, why all is splendid as can be
He expanded by complimenting my flower garden
Very unique, colorful and so full of birds and the bees
He had promenaded with another dark fellow with a windy breeze
He kept is tongue as the other expounded on the fate of life's dream
I smiled all too well knowing the philosophers dance
As well as the irony that we had met by circumstance
We both gazed out upon, whilst the sun did glance
At the beauty of the rose and the fools who think chance
I was the Host
He was the Guest
Poe was the dark soul
Albert the scientist enjoying his role
We laughed in comradery and lighted cigars
Edgar & Edgar, sounds like a law firm ready to spar
Ah but I the host and he the humble guest
Had a cheerful laugh, whilst being Sunday God did rest
Impact Your World!
World gives birth to worlds
Planet interacting with other planets
Knowledge acquisition that makes no impact
Is like a stagnant water that will soon be full of shits
Impact your world!
Many talents lying unused
I can do this , do that , yet no action
Living in isolation, helping no others
Family, friends not having a feel of your world
Surely such world without impact will soon go rust
Impact your world!
Course mates recognize you not
Or you are simply known making trouble
Roomies praying that you should never come back home
Yet you raised your shoulders high saying "they are scared of me"
Is this how your world will die in isolation?
With your pride, can you rule your world?
Self esteem, being egocentric will surely limit you
If you are offline for two days and no one care to ask you "why"
Maybe you are yet to impact your worlds
Leaders are born, leaders are made
Let your world be bigger than the rest
Let your impacts be felt every where you go
Will your course mates ever miss you for good?
Or would they jubilate with the joy of not being in class with you anymore after graduation?
Impact your world
Be an entrepreneur, businesses rule the world
Work on your talent, it will take you to the top
Your certificate should be a prestige and not a yardstick for riches
Be realistic, you are very unique
No limitations, impact your world!
In your work place, church or mosque
Are you a pest, liabilities or an asset?
Be a boss that employ not the one seeking to be employed
Create opportunities don't fight on those available so little
You need to dare, believe me, your world could be larger than that of Dangote
Impact, help, teach, learn , take risk and never stop
Live not in the shadow of others
Be yourself, be responsible for your action
Courageous , selfless, humble and outshine not your masters
For your world shouldn't be in for rivalry but uniqueness , standing out
Impact your world!
"A man without an impact, is worse than a valueless object"
Make a good impact!
Faniyi James is a writer , a poet and a career trainer. Mr Legend......#impactyourworld.
Antics dealer
I dealt in antiques as well as antics
Once chased a sterling ‘bronze’, very unique
It stood its ground and just blushed
Till, by and by, I felt bushed
And chastised, quit things risqué and of risk.
03 jun 12
The Dance of Poems
The poems dance is very unique,
They dance in their own special way.
Not the normal dance, they leap and prance
To a tune, merry and gay
As they swirl, the page is lit up
With colors like yellow and red
The words and dance always
Remain inside your head
As the words rise and fall
Keeping with the beat
They move their arms freely
Spinning on their tiny feet
Poems dance like you and me,
And if you try with all your might,
You could just make a poem dance
All you have to do is write
By-
Sandhya Srinivasan