Heterogeneous Poems | Examples

The Dreams of Anemone

 The forested , odorous moonlight
       is bedecked with an unparalleled  dream. 
  It shields the colored, mazy
   track from the fettered,
  chained grass.
The gory river gleaming 
in the miscellaneous mirror.
 the glittering  dreams
sparkle  like  an oracular,
     ,  eventide
 Kissing the ideal,
  heterogeneous rill
I feel an unwavering
felicity.....
The waned brook  shines
like the vanity of earthy
emptiness.


























































































































































































         The forested ,odorous
           moonlight

       causing me an unparalleled dream.
     It shields  the colored , mazy track
    from the fettered, chained grass.
    The gory  river gleaming 
      in the miscellaneous 
          mirror.
      The glittering dreams 
      sparkle  like  the eclectic, 
      oracular eventide

Love VII

 a  lonely lark withstands
               the heterogeneous dark..                                                                                                                      

                       
                a rapturous daisy shines like
                 an eclectic felicity ...

Glory

 the moonlight caresses -- a heterogeneous eternity.

The Bottle Garden

Humbling foliage, sprinkled in a bed
A quiltlike pattern, reflecting heaven’s eiderdown,
In notes, like a musician playing out the ballad
Restoring hope in pieces - in precious leaves,
Stems resolving to color the heart in reprieve
Heterogeneous knowledge in the awing power of leaves and stems,
Plants who live to silence every darkness – hushing
Even the pain and fear, awakening inspirations so rich and dear

The Feathered Owl Man and His Social Theories

Can he dance for do you move heterogeneous. clam chowder to be ingested can you guess his name. Undistinguished gentlemen ferocious and insane. Currently the much wise sagacious yeti  who devolution confer his home to a carpenter. I came to listen to turculent demon who eyes glow with a scinilliant green light a head of a tiger wings of a hawk opens maestoso revealing a conjoined body of faces made of clay crooning in refrain. Heres comes the godhead brain.

A Lady

She never grows old
Though excessively cold
Her happening explode
Alike a rifle reload

Laugh exists as the valley of peace
Being relished she should price modest fees
Mole at the chin, a catalyst to her beauty
Being gazed she must impose a heavy-duty

The nose has a camel hump
Slaughters soul at occasions, while inside concerns she jump(s)
Shall us applaud her as well
Minor sleep has provoked her eyes to swell

Her heterogeneous attire is love
Never doubtful, the woman a gorgeous dove
Nails she bite
Neglecting meals of diet

A matron, imperfectly perfect
Though cerebrum & cerebellum own enormous defect
Watery eyes are testimony of satire
Earning her heart, people ought to be brilliant qualifier(s)

We'Re Journalists

We're the watchdogs of the government 
The voice to the voiceless 
The hope to the hopeless 
The way to your salvation 
The path to your righteousness 
The key to your pathway 

We're journalists! 
We keep you entertain 
We communicate to the president the people's plight 
We investigate the activities of corrupt leaders and make it known..
We risked our lives in the war front to cover stories 
We don't collect gratification 
One microphone changes the heterogeneous dispersed audiences view 

We're journalists! 
We make known the unknown 
We visualised for your eyes to see 
So many work behind the camera we actualised
We give justice to the unjust  
We avoid segregation 
We give orientation  
We make many fame
Their names heard beyond the universe 
Our content is a guide for all to follow 
We solve the unsolved 

We're wide!  
We breached the language barrier 
We make complex words simple for the layman 
We provide platforms for your potential 
You just imagine a world without communication Radio television  and social media...  You just imagine

Pot

In time we find light that was not so much a remembrance of character void, 

or a psalm of the heterogeneous unlimited focus-

or stance of staving off the news,

in the leeway there is no set mountain, 

or even the scuttled movement otherwise that allows the courteous to emote wisely,

topping out of something takes no drawbridge,

sleeping softly is no more calm than a stereo-graph printing interstellar onto a platform,

finally without the fives at nines going awry for our teller to debunk the checks we saw came late,

I hope for the favorite thing to be what doesn't unmake us-
but stays traveling down an endless moon at noon,

delicacy not,

rectitude forward-
yet always in knots, 

as we know we speak the language of our derailment of pot.

Dream Leads Us Towards the Future

Daydreaming 
With will unwavering 
Riding a robust horse
Pakshiraj or Pegasus 
The winning force 
Empowers one to reach the distant shore
Sky height unforeseen before 
But lagging in tenacity it’s often abandoned
Fading dream-flower crumbles or 
Die in the bud. 

Dreams of the night
Are often haphazard, delinked  
Flashes from the recently viewed scenes
Or distorted pieces from life’s stories
Surface from the subconscious depth  
Meaningless, devoid of wealth 
Give us miseries remaining incomplete
Desires end in surfeit. 

Dreams flowering here and there
Dry without getting care 
Dreams are after all dreams 
Rarely giving us wholesome hints
Of anything present, past or future;
Events in it are haphazard admixture
Of heterogeneous stories one forgets  
A realist often neglects.
    
If you consider that nothing finally fails 
You can try to catch a dream by its tail 
And rise up through memory’s trailing path
To its head to find if it’s worth.  

Born with dream from our birth
We strongly hope to find its worth
In every New Year 
Beyond its wear and tear 
New Year beacons us towards the future.

Freeze Frame

freeze frame heterogeneous network
the serpentine arteries 
crisscrossing one moment

12/2/2018

To Slumber and Arise

Just a little, 
A little, 
And a little bit more
Before I fall asleep.

Bend forth, my back
Repose, my neck
Shut soft, my eyes
And hail, my mind. 

A dream
So… exalted,

Subliminal.
A paracosmic experience beholds. 
And I start to find myself, me! 
Flying into and past imaginary
Heterogeneous events.
And I see with my open yet shut eyes
The plethora of gaiety 
Of the past 
And
The present. 
Don't wake me up, 
Not just yet. 
Please, 
Please, 
Please, 
Just wait
Until the sun decides
To sulk behind the moon no more,
When I'm finally disabled of dreaming.

Fly Away

Merrily snuggled up against the arms of sleep
Still waters, dark, and very deep
Dreams and thoughts crisscrossing in the recesses of my mind
Some threads of sadness, few of the happy kind

Dreams that seem real, where even touch is felt
Familiar faces seen, hands held
Memories of dark incidents that cause a scare
Foundation of a profound nightmare

Thoughts intermingle forming a heterogeneous mix
Segregation of good and bad isn't a working trick
Love and loss and other coupled feelings
Just like life and its myriad dealings

From all these thoughts I try to isolate a few
About us, about knowing you
How you went from a friend to my love true
And how change occurred from brightness to darkness's hue

Through my dreams soaring like a free flying dove
I realized it's pointless to rue over lost love
Priorities change and people go away
And I wish I could just fly away

Away to a world where exists nothing
No one to love or hold, not a single being
Here I wouldn't be happy, but would be without trepidation
And you would be away from me, and my expectations

For Diamante

Memories
                        Anchor, Durable
       Sweet, Heterogeneous, Unforgettable
A store of past life and is different all the times
              Realistic, Worthful, Trustable
                         Teacher, Bitter
                           Experiences

Once Upon a Time

Livelihood is in clothing but deprived of its sleeves
sustenance never recognizing a path
to stability and regularity
basic needs tripling into an extended family.
Yet I survived.

Some long time ago, just any cover
above the head was enough and satisfactory.
Hustling creates a rare climbing route
while givers of admiration aren’t ready to loan it.
Yet I pressed on.

Great substance has now magnified such identity
popularity then serves a mind so ‘hand-some’
red carpets, shots and flashes, escort volunteers
sycophants in suits, money-made friends and currency mongers.
The lard labour prior to this victory, no one remembers.

Life is one, but a meaningful one is immortal
any mark can be erased but a stamp stays permanent
in a heterogeneous world both graceful and diabolic
wealth just adds a number to a ringing name
but a hand of great influence 
attracts the worship of future generations.

Fern

Fern and her twin sit beside the small creek
In quietness they wait under the shade trees
At the base of the woodsy, rocky, steep peaks
The wet bubbles tickle, Fern sways with the breeze 

A cooler place even in the heat of summer
Where they flourish in stability
How Fern longs to be an uprooted number
No longer living in tranquility

They're rumors floating on the stream this day
Of life in the city after sunset
Heterogeneous living with play
A life so different from the outset

Fern is tied, rooted, and bound to the land
One hope is to release youth to life grand

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