Love without
Love within
Love where I am
where I’ve been
Beginning to think:
far too much abundance
of this foolish, loving folly,
so I kicked my
wagging tail collie --
loving view~
it just ain’t fair! – attempting to escape,
I journeyed to the zoo
wouldn’t you know it,
two loving ape there too
along to the park
high in birch nest
spied I a pair of nurturing
lark, near
another pair of
snuggling Red Breast --
two nests,
fondly sharing, the same supporting limb
depressingly glim...
a loving co-op I must confess – such loving
caress – sadly, much more loving
needing my critical address:
a young boy helping
an old lady off the bus~
gentle, avoiding painful
fuss
a bow-haired girl
giving a bowl of milk to a feral cat
(I prefer a brat!) --
Expressing pure love
by her selfless care, makes a
ornery boy cuss
for a devout prune-face like me
I disapprovingly profess
this entire day,
a freaking loving Mess!
The thoughts are risen: But nobody to listen;
Hot breaths from lungs continually waltzed over skin.
Everyday my sleepless heart cries alike the pouring rain.
I wish there could have been a “traffic signal” just to notify us
In times like these we cannot presume everything to be normal.
Doused frantic emotions stare at the glim.
Finding the gimmick of Love!
Let's dance together amidst the flower and devour Nature's power.
Amidst all the false accusations & tensions...
Our Undying divine love overflows boundlessly demanding immeasurable unite.
CONTEST: Ten lines from Ten poems poetry contest
SPONSORED BY: Silent One
Poetic Lines chosen from the following poems. Viz,
1)Zero Action Without Any Options
2)Gentle Touch
3)In the Fragility of Dreams:
4)Seeking Love Signal
5)In Times Like These:
6)Summer's Heat
7)And Now for Something Completely Different
8)Script of Mother Nature
9)ABC Melancholic Angel Adopts ‘smiling Depression'
10)Split Second Memories Are Unforgettable
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...Her powder soft
Pulled mine
The whole uv me
Just with her glim
Feet
inches
mine duke
unto 'his'
chin
;)
Mine 6 2
Burly
cauzed his sweat
her lip's quiver
his loose grip
uv hern hip
then ding
that three minute
tinkling...
The Bewail city
Ragged into pieces of pain
Each piece tormenting a certain taxpayer
Not even a solitary taxpayer skimped on
Oh the city of bewail!
Walloping at taxpayers
With no apparent misdemeanor
Gazing as their dreams are being dismantled
As they gawk in utter dejection,
Hoping to discern a glim.
And with each passing day
Siphons life off them
But they hang on,
Grasping to life each single day.
Oh well, the high and affluent officers lively
Channeling the city's riches into vested interests
Squandering more city's riches into their own
More than a backyard garden spends water
More than a body spends blood
What city is this?
Timorous taxpayers hide faces in fear
Fear to question and combat all
Greener pastures out of reach
Trapped in the bewail city
Oh down in the dumps!
What city is this?
What city really is this?
A taxpayer shouted "It is the bewail city"
Oh it really is.
Why are you so glim?
Is the world around so dark and grey?
Are visions of life the scars left behind?
Putty melded, folded, twisted and bent
Articulately fermented bonded, ready to present.
A fixed heart toward desires of uncertainty
If only immaturity had some sort of EQ mentality.
Reluctant as a cat to water
Every single person has many faults to alter.
Agile, friendly warm when cold
Fragile, fierce a stranger to hold
Stories to tell of time beyond old
Purring away at passions of untold
Quietly smooth with textures of fur
So distant within time when time becomes a blur
Was once such a loud fun friendly house
Now just empty with games of cat and mouse.
Strong Emotions Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
Date: 08/07/2022
Loneliness is killing me silently
Thy memoire are shagging me so intense
I am unable to sleep peacefully
Thou..revisiting me is a suspense
Parceling feelings in the communion
Glancing upon waves of lustful romance
Awaiting world,force couples re-union
Betwixt inappropriate circumstance
Caressing his face in photo album
Again and again true love vail for him
Awe-struck entangled nerves fail to fathom
Doused frantic emotions stare at the glim
Hither and thither swirls my moaning brain
Squirts out extreme vigour of thine in drain
7-6-2020
~DEEPA~
Note:Written for Summer's Heat Sonnet poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton
A creature of old
A monster whose soul now sold
Nothing for pain to churn
Nothing for Love to burn
Smiles glim without thought
No anger is brought
Heart is numb
for they are all gone
Ah! my small withered life
Creaking like autumn leaves
Try yourself, tread and hear
My lost love and her cries.
Silence of death had took
Glim of my soul and love
Darkness ne'er lift from me
Until her light lit mine.
Date of Entry : 15/03/2020
Contest : Alexandrine - Modified Poetry Contest
Sponsor : Dear Heart
She possesses the strongest fire,
Running down safely through her,
Daring her to stand tall,
The fire that can hold you when you fall.
Her ideas often sending a bright spark,
That brings out a soft glim on a flick,
Illuminating her passion and affection,
All co existing in the one unbreakable cauldron.
Her sacrifice and selflessness,
Just like the diamond glitters,
Spills smoothly leaving a scintilla,
That which makes everyone happier.
The brilliant diamond can always withstand,
Anything that comes against its brand,
How great is it to have such a friend?
I have unearthed a rare diamond.
Thud, skid, shriek... bash!
Subject to a crash,
From audience to casualty,
Paying a futile penalty,
This unexpected political revolt,
Instantaneously uprises the search for whom to fault,
Alerting of authorities and people through news,
Help on its way as chaos builds-up and fear brews,
Shock and panic spreads, time becomes endless,
Dialling with not answer, agitated and relentless,
The seconds stretch out, unbearably grasping the phone,
Engulfed in sheer isolating fear- on the edge of the unknown,
Reality begins to turn gory and glim,
In an instant from civilian to victim,
Wishing you had stayed home instead,
As you're filtered from those that lay dead,
Contemplating distraught, confusion and regret,
This pain, shock and fear- you will never forget,
As you shed your first post-traumatic cry,
They say you're 'lucky' you didn't die,
Still amidst the debris several phones ring continuously,
Police scurry, pulling back family members searching hopelessly,
Behind the line hysterical fathers, wives, siblings... awaiting,
Whilst most mourn, pointlessly politicians are left debating...
This My Voyage
When vitals have boarded victuals,
Why concern the sundry?
When soileth I nobody’s cake,
Why stall my thrust?
For this’ my voyage
And I esteem none a judge,
But one that journeys idiomatic.
Perhaps lost in the way,
Yet I’m established in resolve!
And nothing matters more.
For countless have eyes parochial
Peeping through life’s crevices,
But this’ my voyage,
Eventually that my urge
In consolation should reside.
This journey’s got phases
And besets sublime,
Upsets soon become my avocation,
Joy scintillatingly employs
And a comedy my scene becomes!
Albeit in refuge, it’s mine voyage
Hosting none a grudge,
My raiment not to tarnish.
I cherish no voodoo
And dance not to the storm too,
As the stars’ glim up there,
So my treasury gleams in here.
I’m packaged enough
For this my voyage,
Esteeming none a judge
But one that journeys idiomatic.
I saw an angel
Blinded by her beauty
She was different
With lips
That I yearn for
With eyes as beautiful as the
morning sun
But made it look
Like the glim of the midnight
moon
Have I fallen fall for an angel
who's beauty
Can not be expressed in mere
words
But I can not help but cling to
Each word that she utters
like I was on the edge of the
darkest abyss
And they where my only
salvation
I state many things
But the beauty of this angle
Has left me speechless
I see an angel on the cloud
She is beautiful
And I want to be with her
But she was far away
And yet I felt her touch
As if our lips meet
For the first time
But is this all my imagination
whenI thought to much
When I saw you
(20-01-2011)
He stands there
There's neither a way to hell
Nor stairs to heaven
His fate,
Has been proven
He sees her, crying on him
He can tell through the glimmering glim
Himself, lying unshielded
He has been killed
Demons of old to toil and tither,
Moil of mine to wine and hemal,
Of thee comes brood and beast,
Whence a nite of tongues and chattering teeth.
Forth slips shimmers of golden rims and grims which greet,
Sips from glorious goblets enchant fabolous feast,
Jests, knaves, et alii figures beguile and bid,
'Twas de hour for not more frivolous guile and fickleness.
Out of oubliette a glim of light so lithe,
Moon of mist now found by life and gift,
For inside one's hide was sight of rimous rig,
Minions of humour bridle toward obverse Omid,
Womb of prime reveal that which is vile and uncouth,
Smile upon me thy glorious chime of pride and proof,
Mind of mine shine on what is trial and new,
Liberty of every, carry me to your shrine of truth.
Walk this earth with words of worth you stand for valiant bound by eternal balance
those who stand behind you will follow you and lay claim in battle for you. Like an
untouched vessel your convictions can with stand untrusting conditions and
external indecision. Born with ruling purpose forgotten by sorrow it is your
motto:"To face a new tomorrow", injustice to fix justice is why your people place
pride close to a glim in a troubled eye. A soldier of fortune wont give way to
crimes of epic proportion you cast a shadow and never will your grace fall
shallow it is your mission to place life in the direct path of certain strife. In your
gods light so be it if you die by Satan's knife your time was well spent rest in
peace innocent.
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