Transcendental Renascence
How to build
when every field
yields
disappointment
in each assignment ?
Sure victory ending in defeat!
Trust and dependence showed deceit.
Devoted to explore.
But efforts are ignored.
Talked to self to realise.
In vain I do analyse.
Deprived when justice expected.
Even sacrifice disrespected.
Simply I gave up all hope.
No search for further scope.
But!
Debut
of Ultimate recovery:
My sudden discovery!
Final remedy!
All ready
for my felicitation,
as I stopped rushing and vacillation.
Transcendental renascence
on ethereal essence.
10/20/22
Re edited on 10/27/22
Title chosen Renascence
This or That vol. 14
Contest by Edward Ibeh
Categories:
felicitation, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Get a grip on gregariousness when dumps drive on
Stabilise your thoughts, get your bearings right
Soon clouds though loud evacuate your zone
Stamina soars and clarity consolidates your sight.
Stabilise your thoughts, get your bearings right
Long for strength, sound the gong of growth
Stamina soars and clarity consolidates your sight
Parry adrenalin despite severe symbols of wrath.
Long for strength, sound the gong of growth
Grip the mace of grace, strip traces of hesitation
Parry adrenalin despite severe symbols of wrath
Gather your wits, tweet tenderness and forward her felicitation.
Grip the mace of grace, strip traces of hesitation
Soon clouds though loud evacuate your zone
Gather your wits, tweet tenderness and forward her felicitation
Get a grip on gregariousness when dumps drive on.
Categories:
felicitation, poems,
Form: Pantoum
Memories of a dying bud,
Felicitation for the hard sun,
He still crawls the wall,
Butterfly tormented with her wings burnt.
Differences is an old man,
Still walking our bloodied earth,
He shoots himself everyday,
A ceremony celebrated from his birth.
Oh! how has he taken over you?
Like some brown leaves covering the dead,
Or are we just drops of dew?
Like it has always been said.
Maybe I need to define,
An extent of suffice,
But who am I to do this?
When we are all confined...
-Avee
Categories:
felicitation, dark,
Form: Sonnet
Unmasked from my hideous form,
Abyss will follow me no more,
Humiliation, turns into felicitation,
And my humanity will be reborn,
For the years of all the lethargy,
Serpentine and morn,
Shall be forgotten on this day,
And life will have a new dawn.
Invulnerable where my walls,
Set with something harder then stone,
Clustered with confusion,
My life became an unknown.
Autumn sunsets rose,
Upon each passing day,
My life of quizzical puzzles,
Soon went away.
For you kindled up my heart,
And took the pain away,
You gave me something to believe in,
You gave me yesterday.
Categories:
felicitation, happiness, hope, love, life,
Form: Lyric