Best Worths Poems
Deserving all deserts and worth all worths,
My love is admiration’s mirrored whole,
A shadowed shade whose forms do form rebirths,
I’m boldly uncontrolled in her control.
A burning nymph who’s in all fairness fair,
My love’s accounted without frankness frank,
To stress distress she counts my bareness bare
And burns my ardor with a rankness rank.
To hold and not be held is wealthless wealth,
To see and not be seen is sightless sight,
To cure and not be cured is healthless health,
To love and not be loved is lightless light.
A crisp and charming cat sans coyness coy,
My love’s a lifeless life and joyless joy.
Categories:
worths, love,
Form:
Sonnet
Some might say speech is silver, but silence golden
But my tongue as a poet is resigned to speech,
Speech which bears not triviality of common silence
No, it bears not the triviality of the banter of the common man
My pen bleeds speech which awakens tyrants imbued with cold hearts of stone
To the consciousness of the humanity they abhor, for we are born equal
My pen bleeds stanzas which lend themselves as supporting pillars
To the weary cause of the common man,
Urging them not to despair but to fight on, for fortune favours only the brave
My pen bleeds the emotions which lie inert in the depths of my heart,
Emotions borne out of my will for a better tomorrow
My speech is the blazing sword which pillages the fortifications of social stratification
I do not mean to blow our trumpets
But as poets our worths exceed silver and gold,
It is boundless.
Categories:
worths, poems, poetry, poets,
Form:
Free verse
Friendship changes
the tone of our
sad words
and put a fresh
smile on our
dark face ...
Friendship understands
our weakness and not
rebukes and extends
a helping hand ...
Friendship shares
unconfessed secrets,
and confesses its
own secrets ...
Sincere friendship
worths further than one
gold mine or an
oil well...
and provides us extra love
than a casual
lover...!
Friendship is a medicine
for all ills,
it's an antidote
against evil
of our souls...!
Categories:
worths, allusion, friendship, identity, love,
Form:
Free verse
The Pride That Worths The Price
Once, there lived an eagle
crowned the war commandant
strong and very energetic
enough its community to secure
Soon came an invading war
the eagle with gang and ammunition
so confident the battle to win
but unfortunate for the troupe it led
the intruder caught it all it slaves
In that community also lived a peacock
full of beauty and pride, though very allergic to arms, claimed it could rescue the enslaved team
So, off sent it the king
to go and die with its colours of pride
and without a single soldier, it left for
the unknown, the land of its greatest enemy
Full of pride, just like a bride, with songs
and smiles, it dances towards the
enemies land, twisting its body, stretching its
tails, to reveal its beautiful feathers
All eyes, behold the beauty of the peacock, and
all hearts were filled with the love of a peacock
so, all powers fought to own the peacock,
and all riches contested for the ownership of the beauty
And soon, a duel was held, in the community, commons against commons
in their army, soldiers against soldiers
the king was maimed and the soldiers all died, including their brave and strong commander
yet, the king felt no pain at all
all he desired was the ownership of a great beauty, the greatest he has ever seen
the king so asked for the peacock to be its, but the peacock asked for a reward for that
Let the peacock rule over the kingdom, through the king that shall be done.
Let all the captives be released. And
home went the enslaved eagle, who
was only filled with empty pride of ammunitions, power, strength and energy
Of course, the peacock remained in that community, for there they valued its worth more
and, of course, for an appreciation of its effort
I mean for releasing the captives, including the eagle, the peacock was crowned the king of all birds.
Categories:
worths, tribute, word play, writing,
Form:
Diminished Hexaverse
I am fed up, I want to take stock,
Of all things I could not stop.
The things I bought that all went wrong,
Down to the clock that will not bong.
The time I’ve wasted standing in queues,
The money I’ve wasted, but not on shoes.
To the annoying “Jobs Worths” out there,
I hope that some one somewhere hears my prayer.
I get fed up and angry at best,
With anyone that’s like the rest.
I am not perfect that I know
But at least you know I’ll have a go.
So for all those people that irk you too
I hope the same thought goes for you
That the fleas of a thousand camels will rest
In any and all of there liberty vests.
Categories:
worths, funny, life, hope,
Form:
Rhyme
Marital pieces float
Like a kindled smoke
Some thought choking my throat
Nearly giving me a stroke.
Good that I wished
Far running out ahead
All the cherished
Seems now living dead.
Now I know my dreams
A world of fragments
I have always been a centre
Never holds or worths the sceptre.
Alas! At my delusions
How deceptive are you
My plan for an Eve vision
No one stayed; Stayed no two.
13/09/2013
Categories:
worths, art,
Form:
Rhyme
I also once had a perfect life
I once had moments with full of pride
I glittered around like a free butterfly
I used to live like never gonna die
I once laughed like never before
I once used to smile from the heart's core
I was a doll for whom people would think
Can freeze everything just with a blink
I too once had an envious life
Was all happy with fantasying pride
A perfect face with the perfect phase
Glancing at what people would craze
But one day you have to go through that time
Trust me it tastes worse than a lime
The moment i felt there can't be any cut
The doors to happiness felt tightly shut
Only i know the pain of those breezes
Who changed their directions and echoed those teases
When everything is perfect world runs along
At worst of moments they themselves will prove you wrong
Nobody is there to wipe your tear
Don't look around or you'll die with fear
Nobody's gonna feel your tear when you’re dead
Even the mother eye rejects the tear ahead
Time made that doll to creep and crawl
She became the one for whom nobody would fall
Time made her life so lousy and brawl
Now who'll believe once for her people crazed to fall
Never call your life a "perfect" one
As time and tide waits for none
I too once had a perfect life
Now ask me as I have nothing for that pride
But life moves on and the world is vast
Just live each moment as it is your last
Or else who knows if there'll be a day
When you'll end your life in some worst dismay!!!
Categories:
worths, depression, faith, growing up,
Form:
ABC
I AM THE MASTER OF MY LIFE
I cannot bargain with life for a penny
Because my brain becomes magnetized with
The dominating thought which I hold in my mind.
I choose my life the way I want it to be
Because I can accumulate riches in great abundance
When I magnetize my mind with intense desire for riches.
I shall be money conscious until desire for money
Shall drives me to create definite plans to acquire it.
I am the master of my fate,
I am the controller of my destiny,
The master of my soul and mind.
If I treat my life bad or good, so shall
It be and no one can change it for me.
I am in charge of my thinking, negative or positive.
I am in control of who I am, the future of my future
Is in my hands to take care of.
I can choose to be poor or rich,
I can decide to break the wind and pass
Freely to the other side of the world where
Riches abound or I can choose to tarry here
Hoping, dreaming and wishing things get better;
I am the owner of my fate to make it right.
No one bothers if you exist or not but you
Make your presence known to them.
My destiny is in my hands to run the good
Run of faith and conquer my fears and lust.
I set my goals, what I want in life thinking
Big, bigger as they come multipling.
You first believe in yourself before another believes
In your worths.
The master can't call evil on his servant because
The winds might carry his voice to the servant
And the servant in turn calls evil on his master,
Won't both perish in the long run?
I control my life to be what I want it to be
I am the master of my fate, to make a success or a failure.
Categories:
worths, art,
Form:
Blank verse
The Cup Of Life
Filled to it's brim to seve the universe,
Mighty, Portable and liftable for old and young,
Carriable to toddlers even at it's brim,
Affordable and costless mug.
.
Unavoidable to everyone,
Mankind's Thirst quencher,
filled to satisfy Him,
Made to make him better.
.
Made from the finest and ancient ceramics
Beauty undescribable,
Glitters better than Gold,
Worths more value than diamonds,
.
Content's volume immeasurable,
Tastes better than french wine,
Quenches thirsts without any sip,
Value inestimable.
.
By: Fanu Damilola Daniel
©2018
Categories:
worths, myth, religious,
Form:
Blank verse
When they wanted us
In the mildest of gaits
They came to us
With what we had not as baits
We settled on bags of rice and salt
Purchasing for our faces insult
For their baits we swllowed
And in their nets we wallowed
When for food we cast into a bin
Our voice or choice
Our all-important being
Worths not more than toys
Categories:
worths, social,
Form:
Pastoral
If I had just a single day to live,
The value of my world would realign.
Instead of what I'd gain, what could I give
To raise the worth of what I leave behind?
I'd mend the bridge instead of grind the axe.
I'd do the things, in fear, I never tried.
I wouldn't gather trophies, wealth, or plaques
But rather, all my loved ones to my side.
I wouldn't focus idly on the past
Or other lesser worths that melt away.
So ask yourself, if this day was your last
Would you remain the same as yesterday?
We have Today. This single day in store.
Let's live it like we won't be given more.
Jun 2, 2023
For the Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet
Categories:
worths, change, death, life,
Form:
Sonnet
Young ones you’ve heard of love
And the beautiful rudiment of it
You must have been told by folks
How sweet is the very first kiss
Under the bright or dark sky
With a burning emotion kindled inside
Young ones I’m sure you were told
There is nothing as good love
Or will there ever be a thing to compare
Lovely words to twist your feeble heart
That bend your knee to beg for love
Or crave for the feelings of such
You must have heard of pleasures
That done by lover behind curtains
Where no eyes must be allowed to see
The immoral practice of naked acts
Which has now been the very sacrifice
And proof of the love we share today
Young one all the paradisiacal world
Of love is only but a temporal heaven
The greatest lines of pains and regret
Were carved out from a broken love
No man can give the you love heard about
So my advice for you is to love yourself
Love yourself than any other man on earth
Seek first your comfort and not theirs
What’s pleases your soul and not them
But if you chose to play the game of love
Lower your hopes and lessen your trust
Give the first to yourself the second also
Do not trade your heart for trifle words
With a thousand meaning but less worths
Poetry has been a deceitful scripture
Quoted by dramatic men of false feelings
For many has made sour beautiful hearts
With the verse of that three little word
Categories:
worths, love hurts,
Form:
Free verse
MAMA PRAY FOR ME
In your deepest chamber Mama,pray for me
To know who deserves my door and who worths not my window
For i have seen those who destroyed a man
Attend his funeral to console his widow
Pray me to understand the pain and harm
Of such sayings that mandates betrayal on life
I am but troubled when men spread their arms
For the closer the embrace the deeper the knife
Deadlier is the act when men and demons toast
I have heard tales of guests who poisoned their host
With the right hand do men bury their hatchets
And from their left hand strike with sharpened matchetes
Say a prayer for me and repeat my petition
For these days even the devil is rebirthed a saint
What better meal have i to offer my dentition
Since the teeth now bites the fingers that feeds it?
LizDiamond World Of Poetry
Categories:
worths, 10th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Free verse
Thaj is crown,
Religion,Deen, in Arabic,
ThajuDeen,my father,
Now gone far further,
Crowns like brains on heads,
Kings,Queens like heads,
Crowns for Kings from birth,
Kings worth the way behave on Earth,
No king my father,no kingdom,
To crown my father,
He behaved like a king
He believed like a king,
In just a king,
In love a king,
In all he worths a king,
Now comes to crown the king,
No gems but crown,
No pearl but crown,
No gold but crown,
It glows,it shines like a crown,
The theme of my poem gems,
The rhythm of my poem pearl,
The lines of my poem gold,
Oh,my father wear the crown,
My poems five hundreds,your crown!
Categories:
worths, father, memory,
Form:
Light Verse
Mingled worths gleaned by contrasting instructions.
Disappearing as I meander amidst sun-soaked wisps.
History is storming, howling, and recoiling further convictions.
Current plans riding the rowdy wave are being crisp.
Ramifications of implied vows reveling from a keen sense,
Beautification isn't rationed by shading or form grip,
Bourn when eyes are drained, writhing, and wailing thence.
Unfulfilled pledges in the lack of truth and empathy,
Ascending to the apex of kindness obtain the rising grace.
Mystical decency, the springtime renew of humanity.
All these are shrinking twigs: wars, dread, and fury.
Categories:
worths, analogy, discrimination, fate, future,
Form:
Terza Rima