I write, it's my right
A fiery fire,
I pen with my pen
A daunting desire,
I scribe like a scribe
A wordless win,
I note in my note
A gainless grin,
I draft a final draft
A fortune found,
I record for the record
A solid sound,
I scrawl on a scroll
A silent sign,
I script a new script
My wonder wine.
08.16.2020
Categories:
gainless, how i feel, poetess,
Form: Rhyme
Regrets
a stressful moment to recall
events
of poor decisiveness
bad choice
gainless
fruitless
bad and sad.
Regrets.
Drencho POET Loads.
Categories:
gainless, stress,
Form: Narrative
Laugh I at the games that life plays on me
Even if sometimes I do feel like I'm drowning in misery
Totally immersed in a dark ocean
Totally immersed in my past, my past grappling my soul like a vicious demon
I wish not to let it go, for my past shall be my tomorrow
Naked does be my soul, in this love, for in it, I do feel life's genuine flow
Gainless shall you be, says to me life, but, say I to life, this love does be my logo
Gaining shall I be, in the next life, pray, this one life does be a woe
Owe I to it though, my awakening, owe I to it, the dawning that futile is even sorrow
My strength does lie in my belief
My path does be only my own
My love does be unique, it does be my faith
Of it, I shall not let go, I shall rather fall deeper in its web, of such I do be prone
Lasting divine love
Stronger than life and death
Never to let go
Categories:
gainless, longing, love,
Form: Verse
Hungry stomach and hungry voice
Choice of the capitalists
Skin and bone girls and boys
Their creature and they rejoice
Words and paints latent in their look
Contents of a hundred books
In those naked socket of their eyes
Variety of hunger multiplies
They come and they go
Flutes of skeleton playing with turmoil
Hapless sons of the soil
Born with the desire to say no
Two handsome young faces
In their nation-made ungraces
Posters depicting street protest
Against the sucker pests
Poems in their dormant breasts
Lurking in their scorning look
Blending with gainless cry
Empty hopes in the still false sky
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April 9, 2016
For the Images that make you think – Poetry Contest
Hosted by: Silent One
Categories:
gainless, angel, anger, december, depression,
Form: Free verse
Yesterday rear it's ugly head
To reign and paint today's rain in red
Seduce the mind and rape dead peace
Through today's stolen and bitter kiss.
Today a circle so viciously formed
Around success and being totally doomed
Farther from the frontier of success
Sinking deeper into doom's fortress.
Today scrambles hurriedly to safety
In the guise of being gentlemanly
Tommorrow smiles and embraces scorn
Setting the pace for a gainless run.
Genuine drive implodes randomly
Indecision gains ground evenly
Gained grounds give grounds in a shameless run
As tommorrow's blur continues to burn.
If today brave the sorrow instead
Turn and face yesterday face to face
Tommorrow's bliss will be assured definitely
A hardworker is a sure candidate for fun.
Categories:
gainless, faith, hope, today,
Form: Rhyme
She used to mean a world to me:
my soil, my sky, my sea,
she was my stay in trying times;
we did commit cool crimes.
Loving and learning what is right
and sometimes fighting all the night,
in freaky blast, our love did last;
she's now gone.
She used to mean a world to me:
the Sun and moon I always see,
she's always there all night and day,
we preen and play and pray.
Nothing compares to such a love,
daring and decent like a dove;
delightful dame in gainless game,
she's now gone.
She used to mean a world to me,
a friend faithful and free,
for her all words are not enough;
so tender, true and tough.
Describing her was a huge task,
but now I have questions to ask.
Is she a Doe, is she a Sow?
She's now gone.
She used to mean a world to me:
my butterfly, my bee;
her glow brightens my tomorrows,
her sting brought me sorrows.
The waves of wishes and wisdom
saved me from this thorny thraldom,
she suprised me, O I am free!
She's now gone.
Categories:
gainless, betrayal, girlfriend, heartbroken, lost
Form: Lyric