Best Visualizing Poems
Sailing Away Under a Silver Moon Forever
As the morning slowly awakens I see how those beautiful eyes
Of yours warmly shine bright and share thy palpable feelings of
Enchanted moments of true love and unbridled fiery emotions.
Making love to me in the depths of your sweet dreams proves to be
Quite interesting as angels fly by and giggle softly at this prospect.
Yet, as we touch, caress, and kiss deeply—your dreams are now reality.
A lively passion burns inside such loving beauty as all pain fades away,
And I know you are that special one I have longed for my entire life.
The pulchritude of your radiant presence and spirit bedazzles me now.
As we adorn one treasured pearl filling our hearts with its deep pleasure,
Our minds now connect as one, visualizing eternal dances of true love
That echo on in caves beneath our psyche sounding our mutual passion.
Sailing away under a silver moon forever is where we need to be as two
Sultry lovers and like-spirits who have eaten that sweet forbidden fruit,
And to know we shall both scale infinite heights one day into eternity.
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved – April 29, 2018
(Tercet)
Categories:
visualizing, beautiful, dream, emotions, imagery,
Form:
Terza Rima
My curfew according to my mom is, “before the sun goes down!”
She never gives me the time to meet with friends and hang around
My dad on the other hand lectures me in Korean
He still doesn’t realize that I literally cannot understand him
He might as well be talking in Japanese and his english is ‘berry weak’
These are the reasons why we don’t really speak
Dinner’s always the same, no taco Tuesday or leftover Monday involved
Every meal is eaten with rice- but one time we had mashed pot- just kidding that’s never happened at all
Brown rice, white rice, skinny rice, fat rice, guess we got some variety there
Mom says, “Be grateful, there are starving children everywhere”
Come to think of it, a family meal at McDonald’s is something we’ve never had
Guess that means all my meals are very sad
Neither parent wants to give me the independence that I need
But I won’t complain for I’m afraid mother will hit me
Like a bird I want to explore the world
But my strict Korean parents clipped my wings- they might be disturbed
So I spend my time visualizing the world through the T.V.
Never had cable cause cable’s ‘not pree’
Netflix is what I got, a blessing I love having
Bob’s Burgers, Parks & Rec, and The Office keep me laughing
My mom finds it annoying, my dad doesn’t get the puns
He’s always asking me how people sitting in an office can make me laugh so much
On another note, high school parties, are wild and pretty cray
I wouldn’t know, I’ve never gotten an invite, but my parents would never let me go anyways
I check the snapchats of my friends, they’re out bowling at 1:35 am
If it weren’t for my parents, then I would be out with them
No matter what I do, my parents just can’t see
That they’re Kim Jong Un and I’m a helpless North Korean trying to break free
Categories:
visualizing, childhood, humor, metaphor, mom,
Form:
Free verse
Walking through life with chipped shoulders
weighing you down to the ground,
burdening the mind with stress and woe
numbing thought crippling the body,
with aching pain in soul releasing suffocation
from feeling trapped under cold ice,
buried alive with indecision.
Struggling to move forward from years of baggage,
stored in worry and doubt surrendering
to light energy flow
liberating spirit with fluid motion
envisioning solutions in the end,
catching glimpses of the sun smiling upon you
warming your frozen heart,
thawing out the sadness from your long journey home
contemplating gratitude visualizing well being,
healing sorrows melting them away.
Categories:
visualizing, life
Form:
Free verse
The Queen
I sometimes thought she was a mystical creature from another time...
The way the butterflies enraptured her body that day.
They were drawn to her like a mosquito needing to feed.
Flying around her feet as she would talk to them and softly giggle...
Child-like she was...
Still believing dreams come true and Prince Charming's do still exist
Where life can be a fairytale if you want it to be
She still saw the good in other's
Forgiving them at the first prick or tenth
Always looking past faults and only visualizing the good
Her voice was strong and powerful
When forced and needed
But soft and tender too...
She cared for her family
Stood by her man
Protecting them at any cost
Pure at heart
An Angel's smile
A laughter that would radiate the world
Brilliant mind
Hands that always were giving
Song Bird...a voice that melted the hardest rock
She was not a Princess but
A true Queen...
Tammy Flanagan copyright@ 2019
Categories:
visualizing, appreciation, cinderella, fantasy, inspiration,
Form:
Free verse
The United States is a vast country of immigrants
Each immigrant adds an ingredient and a flavor
“A melting pot”, visualizing a soup pot of giants
Each and every culture has some fine gifts to offer.
Immigration began in 1607 with Jamestown colony
Immigrants arriving called themselves pilgrims here
Where they could practice their own religion freely
Each and every culture has some fine gifts to offer.
Self-reliance of New England in the north and in Boston
Almost for two centuries an economic-cultural centre
And south “southern drawl” the most colorful region
Each and every culture has some fine gifts to offer.
The West, the last frontier, the move Westward impact
To find new opportunity, to live a new life in a way better
The Great Lakes Region, an auto industry stacked in fact
Each and every culture has some fine gifts to offer.
Now shifting toward multiculturalism, not assimilation
The old “melting pot” replaced by “salad bowl” metaphor
Or still new “mosaic” not blending immigrant population
Each and every culture has some fine gifts to offer.
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Dr. Ram Mehta
Eighth Place win
Contest: America the melting pot for freedom by Dane Ann
Categories:
visualizing, culture,
Form:
Kyrielle
I am here
at Poetry Soup
for balance
it’s a place
to organize
inner thoughts
visualizing life
learning from others
gifts they share
part of themselves
with different
perspectives
teaching something
about ourselves
Poetry Soup
calms my soul
enabling
those feelings
random thoughts
an outlet
for expression
expressions
of my life
Edward J. Ebbs - December 22, 2015
Written for a Contest, Why Are You here At Poetry Soup
Categories:
visualizing, appreciation, change, dedication, joy,
Form:
Verse
As I take my right hand and gently lay it across my chest, I begin to take a long deep breath. With my eyes shut tight every heart beat genuinely whispering cries I belong to you. Visualizing moving heaven and earth I thirst to touch you. Your love I lust…I yearn for you to wipe my tears if I shall ever cry. Your arms to hold me tight, your promised remarks of everything will be alright. Implying you’re here till the end of time. I lust to see your smile up close, to feel your heart beat as you hold me close. Lusting to be your wife, as God made water into wine I will make sure your forever mines. I lust to see you cry on our wedding day to be consumed with desire for my love you craved. Therefor never feeling like you’re less of a man. You know it’s you I cherish, our love so devoted. I will never judge you, my love is so true. I shall forever love you. Yearning for everything from you, lusting I adore you. As I hunger for your touch, so envious waiting. Impatient for your intimate kisses, I’m desperately seeking your intense lusting sexual attention. Your love is my weakness...My body itches to be your apprentice. I relinquish my body to you as a lifetime licorice. Craving your licking loving the closeness, my body quenches. My lips quiver as your tongue leaves its signature. Long strokes below my waist line, I vocalize for your appetite. As I lust into your eyes my passion erupting. I get greedy and needy craving your energy. Anticipation is all over me. Butterflies in my belly burn with intimacy, orgy devoted to our overindulgence fling….Forever Lusting
Categories:
visualizing, dedication, devotion, girlfriend-boyfriend, life,
Form:
Light Verse
A. W. Nutter
In the darkness is where I love to dwell
Atrocities performed will send me to hell
A ladies perfume assaulting my senses
My mind visualizing the sensual caresses
She walks alone on a moonlit night
Unaware of the demon hidden out of sight
Grabbing her quickly, muffling her objections
Excitement builds as I gain her submission
No hero to save this damsel in distress
As the blade of my knife shreds her dress
Naked and vulnerable, I tie her to the stone
Many have died on this sacrificial throne
Pleading for mercy only fuels my desire
My passion building with an internal fire
Only one way to quench the erotic flame
To her body and soul, I must lay claim
Holding her tightly, I gaze into her eyes
The cold steel slowly piercing her side
Advancing toward the girls racing heart
Needing to be ready when her soul departs
Writhing in pain, my lady meets her death
My lips on hers catching the final breath
The soul acquired, sexual release attained
Falling from the stone, physically drained
Dawn shines a light on my transgression
For a lingering moment I ponder salvation
I feel the perversion rekindling the flame
Powerless to stop this erotic game
Categories:
visualizing, angst, death, imagination, sensual,
Form:
Rhyme
I used to complain about having to work at night on weekends.
Everyone was having fun but li'l ol' me.
Some years back I had an epiphany on the matter.
Suddenly, I had time to cash my check AND pay my bills!
Then, I might possibly catch a movie, which has plenty of seating on Monday nights!
But my favorite part is: The People Zoo.
I started visualizing folks in their cubicles and at their counters as exhibits.
You find mostly monkeys in cubicles working for some government agency.
The sharks you'll find in the car lots and on showroom floors.
The insects buzzing and dutifully mimicking their peers are found at schools.
The buzzards and carrion feeders can be found at law firms and in courtrooms.
The bulls and bears can be found scrapping it out on Wall street,
While the elephants and donkeys exchange insults on the TV monitors.
The pigs are found cruising the streets making sure the rats and snakes don't take over.
The blood-sucking Vampire bats can be found working for insurance companies.
BUT.......
Just a warning: Most of these exhibits offer you no protection from the brutality of nature!
There are no tour guides and no guarantees of safety or fun.....
And, one more thing: They will eventually come to see you in YOUR exhibit!
Categories:
visualizing, funny, imagination, parody, people,
Form:
Free verse
A wicked heart blinds the eyes and steals the soul's redemptive growth
A corrupted mind is never forgiving and hates a tender smile
But because there is an abundance of joy built in strength
I see my fellowmen as humanitarians and as friends
I am the modern-day Bob Marley chanting my redemption song
I am today's preacher giving thanksgiving and praise
I march like Martin Luther for I have a dream
I sing like the angles in a humble refrain
Unity solidifies the heart
Eternal love prides the eyes
A rolling dice have many outcomes
Chose the possibilities of your successes
So I dance like Fred Astaire as I glide through out life
I will box like Mohammed Ali and sting like a bee
I want to be the modern-day sunshine casting my light upon the world
Just a natural woman roaming and visualizing my plan
There are so many things to be thankful for
There are so many good silenced by loud noise
Like Whitney Houston I have nothing without you
At the end of the day I will always love and treasure my miracle.
Categories:
visualizing, growing up, happiness, history,
Form:
Free verse
You may find me where the green gentle grass lies sleeping
For I shall be there healing wounds by their weeds weeping
You may also find me near where waters wilfully wander
As I watch the skies for the calculating carnivorous condor
You may find me in the vinaceous valleys visualizing my dreams
For I sail swiftly aboard their silent saddened streams
You may also find me under the towering Trembling Aspen trees
As I bravely bond with and ingest the beguiled breeze
You may find me lively lucidly listening to rhythm’s of the sphere
For I meticulously marvel music the wonder that I hear
You may also find me in the habitable harmonic healing caves
As the earthly echo embraces my soul that it saves
I am now found on the magical mystical mountains high
Where abundant ambient Angels keep a watchful eye.
March.14.2016 For Contest --- Where will they find you---
By Marugu Mo
Categories:
visualizing, adventure, angel, encouraging, inspiration,
Form:
Sonnet
future in2past neva bk we flow accordin 2tym,
aidn the paths of our lovestruck tears to run dry,
so i bicker wt emotion denying the fact that it dies,continuosly cryin askn maself why?
why has...wt ws once a florescent dream of eternal kisses & hugs
faded away wt the flawed depth of our love,i mean...
personifying this vivid emotional rollercoaster as the night-dark,
u'll find u'll arise wt eyes visualizing more den fragments of ur broken heart,
but along wt da timid enlightenment 4rm da morning greetings of ur experience...
Rise & Shine...you see,last nyt wen u fell deep in ds love u closed ur eyes&
denied that mornin-lyt wud arise...&nw dt i visualize love az time & clocks as u&i...
inma eyes the tickn has stopped timing
&we both arise enlightened by the sounding alarmz of more than we can envision...
shadowed by blind ignorance,love izda quick-sand of understandn dt no-man cn sink in,
a beauty dt no grammatical expedition cn justify wt description...
a wild rose bush that no double-edged samoria sword cn trim...
bottom-line,she is dt window of emotion dt no black-tainted hurt cn tint
&if u feel wt i feel,den fear nt cz nw ironically we can see through her clearly...
she's dt freeway wt no limit-to-speed,
enticing bt the faster you go logically the nearer the end of the path will be...
&if ur not blessid enough to understand,den ur but a butterfly wt one wing,a bird dt cant fly,
a choir dt cant sing_without love ur simply but a pendulum dt cant swing...
until ur logic ripens & the clock stops ticking...
&u are awakened by the morning greetings of ur experience...
den u Rise&Shine...
enlightened by more than u can envision,love takes time...
Categories:
visualizing, character, emotions, longing, love,
Form:
Verse
Poem Title: 5 Minutes in my dream
My mind is a combination of many things
5 minutes in my mind you may see and understand many things
My mind beautifully made with no hands
Many thoughts that make up a lot of my being
Intellectual rich
My heart is lyrical, it’s amazingly beautiful
Empowered with so many biblical things
A life of extraordinary things
5 minutes 300 seconds to see my inner being
An uncommon human being with high self esteem
Who believe in accomplishing dreams
Visualizing so many optimistic things
So special, so brilliant
Talked about for many reasons
Can draw and write books about many things
5 minutes in my mind you’ll see how great is human
beings
Sharing artistic pieces of my dream
A vision I seen in many dreams
It was real like I already had what I seen
Passages come overflowing
Like a bible with a narrator
The word is my generator
Divided into a measure of time
“5 Minutes in my mind”
A trip to a gate of music and painting’s
Crayons and Music displaying my abilities
“5 Minutes in my mind”
A picture of several colors abstract designed
Obscurely hidden from one to understand, but easy to see
5 minutes within my intellect
Is rendering the greatest pictures you’ll ever see
Completely transparent entirely
My mind obstructs every detail about me
“5 Minute’s in my mind is like running through a maze it may take many days to figure out”
Martellis Thurmand
Categories:
visualizing, creation, fantasy, imagery, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
My Favourite Leaf
When someone mentions leaves, I always think of fall,
It precedes winter’s introduction, a slow rambling crawl
Visualizing the leaves of burnt orange and crimson red,
Inspiring excitement for the celebrations that lie ahead.
While most people think that the maple leaf is the prettiest of all,
Together these leaves display horizons, a brillant, colour sprawl,
But the leaf I love most is slid into my dining table to add length,
Means my family will sit all together again, our eternal strength.
Written October 3, 2011
By Lee Ramage
For Carol Brown’s contest
Leaves, Leaves, Leaves
Won 2nd place
Categories:
visualizing, nature, nostalgia,
Form:
Rhyme
Society claims...that we are in a economic tsunami,
but I swear it's not affecting me.
I'm hungry...I metamorph into the money monster.
I gets money 24hrs & seven days a week.
Ppl be sleep, but I be up at the crack of dawn.
Visualizing this money...getting it...
engulfing it in my palms!
Having qualms about being broke & one of the misfortunate ones.
Cuz, a fool & his money will depart an that's a promise from the book of Psalms.
I have no pity for ppl, cuz your decisions today will be your out come tomorrow.
So, if you accumulating cash: stacking it...investing it wisely: you want have to beg & borrow!
But once again...I...Gets...Money!
See, you have to understand the ***** psychosis which is similar to the cricket syndrome.
Claiming that he's balling, but in reality he's really crawling: self destruction on his own.
Sure he want the big house, all the money, & all the leeches!
But, don't nothing come to a sleeper, but a dream.
Ain't you tired of dreaming & wishing?
But once again...You...Gets...Nothing! It's part of my repertoire to be the cleanest individual in the crowd. Females going wild cuz they can smell the money scent from a mile.
The apotheosis of a winner is the true essence of a Black Man like me.
I can't be duplicated...dam shol not imitated, so please take heed... I...Gets...Money!...
Categories:
visualizing, money,
Form:
Idyll (Idyl)