Death,
Come not in haste!
For You are monstrous Mighty;
For your hand were deep, Long over our innocent hearts!
Death,
All your paths
Shall breed mournings!
Upon man’s endeavors in the sun, Above their presence;
Mission and vision.
Death is a great ocean!
Bird mouth on the brain sells
plump unstately bucked up
matters of actual o-
bligatory occurrences at
Owl's Creaky Bridge where
forageable items can
spawn like people squeezing
elf-aware and clammy chowdered
clown adults from
rubes off courting blots of
nightingale PM firenze
crushed and all mixed up be-
between a frequent
moving stream of
freebies wheeling in a
west virginian's mother mar-
ried pupward to a
shapeless clumping mob or timely
hunk stoned sober old and sentient fac-
tory molding
silver fish resigned to meet-
ing parties all aligned and
drawn from quarters pound-
ed into minds repeated over
bendless queasy headed eggs a-
top the Falling Garden Wall.
Married in haste
You would repent at pleasure
Beaded in baste
Distance that bent off leisure
Marriage tends of delay
You got a pride of preference
That breezes out compliments of your survey
Curved out gains that nullify your deterrence
Buried with haste so skillfully,
they had to have done this before.
Once found there would be no more
gems forgotten in the red sea.
Left right where nobody would be
except all those prone to explore.
Buried with haste
accented by shoreline debris.
Riches stay alive with folklore,
fairy tales and sparkles galore.
Two steps apart from the palm tree,
buried with haste.
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the spider remakes
her torn web in silence~
wind teaches no haste
In a world of haste and make believe
where time is a most valuable commodity,
do we really want to miss
chasing rainbows and cuddling kittens,
taking the scenic route and
smelling the roses along our way?
Sometimes a detour is the best shortcut.
AP: 3rd place 2025, Honorable Mention 2025
the haste
He writes day and night
why this hurry?
Does he sense
something coming near
His silence had lasted years
Inferiority
the killer of confidence
must be vanquished
As the body, weakens
the brain
is a galloping filly
not at easy
when in the stable
When he tired, closes his eyes
images
of a life on the sidelines
always an observer
So many thoughts
does nothingness
means zero
no light
nor night
He wants to tell his story
what's done is done
the rest does not matter
If I let my heart be broken by a stranger
Is it impossible to believe
Or if loving at the first of sights
Not embarrassingly naive
Or if I claimed to know of true intentions
From a flurried passing gaze
Or if from but a fleeted greeting
Be colorfully amazed
Or if to me it makes no difference
Instants or many years
Or if without specifics
Commute your pain into my tears
Or if clairvoyantly I see the way
Of two becoming one
Or if to me it's always been shone
Like the everlasting sun
Or if you could only know me wholly
Now the way I see your soul
Or if it would only take forever
Fervorous ardor full
That which has a nice taste
One wouldn't want to waste.
Kids would it chew to a paste,
Eating it not in haste:
It is the strongest zeal
For a good kitchen's meal...
To gourmets a nice deal,
Pure delight one can feel;
Some with the heart of Rock
While feeding selves doors lock;
Each moment there's a knock
Their ears solidly block!
It's often said
that patience halts all haste:
one must refrain and not taste
sweetness until it's time to celebrate
and go wild!
Refrain from touching that hand seeking some comfort
before you have sworn faithfulness,
be hesitant; ignoring instincts is unwise,
if acting on your own, seek advice.
How can someone give tenderness
without ever shown gentleness?
I did that and regretted it bitterly, it's an awful thought!
Many beautiful words have been used
to conquer that one who rejected an advance,
who falls for a quick affair swims in dangerous waters;
who listens to his inner voice is seldom wrong...because
patience halts all haste and offers a reward:
have I rushed into anything and done awful things?
Building big castles to show wealth and power
to impress and lure naive people is a grievous error,
humility is the gold of hearts void of excessive vanity;
and while humbleness is a reflection of humility,
use it whenever you are tested for your morality:
if men reject it proclaiming it to be insane, it's pure imbecility!
Giving each situation due consideration
those who are gracious comply to best timing
Family and friends retain highest dedication
Giving each situation due consideration
Offering helpful service, selfishness chastened
peaceful demeanour with intentions aligning
Giving each situation due consideration
those who are gracious comply to best timing
11th November
Written for Contest : Gracious
Sponsor : Mohan Chutani
The tickling watches, the shaking legs,
Minds full with silent cries and begs
Hearts are homes
Where the oil is ceaseless impatience,
And neighbours – the anxious ancestors.
The dreams, the love, the perfection,
All blur.
The waiting, waiting and waiting,
In this bewildering times they all were!
It’s a road not unique,
It’s a road they all walk,
The roads with the same lock.
In the universe which was parallel,
They all set a paradise in their own barrel!
But how to walk the road?
To pedal, crawl, jog, jump or travel on a plane aboard?
The waiting is the HOW.
The waiting is the WHEN.
The waiting is the room,
Where all have pitched their tents.
It’s so disheartening how figuring everything out
Is the air to us.
It’s so dis-illusionary why even our luxury
Is to get it ALL FIGURED OUT!
Letting life be life,
Why shape it into a casket of perfection,
Why not mould it into hope,
Not curiosity.
To all on-board this road,
Let’s give the permission for life to flow,
Let it carve out its own roller coaster ride
Let life be life,
Paving way for it to groom,
And not the bleeding, fearing, woeful waiting room!
Emily Dickinson: Drove He Knew Haste
It was like a day like no other,
a day like so many before this,
college bell rang like a high school bell,
a bell like so many that bother.
Cornelius a friend, Bethany,
his friend, Tyra her friend, then there's Schell,
everybody's friend, and of course Mike,
he is the driver with a bad knee.
He revs the engine, repaid with stares,
he backs up into a bush and bike,
scars his frame, the bike is his brother
gives the once over, shows that he cares.
Driving hastily, Tyra then scream,
Michael look on, car roll in a stream,
Corn, Beth, and Ty, all in a wet dream,
Whilst Mike, Schell and I, all swim downstream.
2020 February 19
Rhyme Scheme;
abca, dced, feaf, hhhh,
Howmanysyllables;
16 lines x 9 syllables per = 144 syllables total
Those Impalas runs as shuttles car
Racing the mustangs through forest trees
Viroom, veroom, racing engines dust
Slowly vw beetles flutters fly far
Dart doubting datsons honey bees
Cobra shelby's viper dodge not trust
Racing metal objects within the breeze
Thunderbird hardly runs close flees,
Sunbeam tiger stripes running lights
Cougar mercury cliff jumps toward the stars
White Eagle kissel brights
We slowly drove he knew no haste
Skylark buick beauty runs in chaste
Naught this time chant I waste
Hurry, yon stingray sun bird taste
2/15/20
Lines to Awaken your Muse Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May |
Rhyme poetry form only.
The beauty of the stars
That shine brightly at night
Are dim in comparison
When you look at me right
Arms welcoming with a warm embrace
Make me love you without haste
My heart wants to shower you with love
Help heal your pain
Be your hearts shelter
From thunder lighting and rain
A heart that is cherished tried and true
Like the moon at night or skies of blue
I hope these words find you
Make your spirit feel better
They're In sync with my heart
Love written into every letter
A love like ours will surely sustian
Until infinity is all that remains
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