No head, first so with it crowned
But is humbly bowed.
Servant with sonship, believer
So honoured endowed.
APOTHEOSIS
I found her in a dream
Of beauty, she did share
The winds eternal song
Lost, to love somewhere
Providence she was
An answer to a prayer
The Willow's weep at dawn
Loose ribbons in her hair
Patchouli softly hung
Fore-spake, a gentle air
Her fan, a rising Sun
She opened to despair
A wish, be the one
With patience, brings her here
No flower, hand, her arm
Lost, to love somewhere
Shall I never wake
Sleep take me to that place
Waters curl endless
A Lady, watches, waits
A ship which never harbours
A storm, has no escape
No letter, forward onwards
A secret, kept by fate
Still, she stares the waters
Every sailor's gait
Every face she bothers
Haunts, and hesitates
Her fan, falling, falters
The Sun, another day
Her love, forever honoured
A Lady, watches, waits
Rain, rain, dear rain
Please come back again
Don't you hesitate or refrain
We are parched and drained.
Do fill us to the brim
Till the end of our whims
Either we'll learn to swim
Or get an honoured requiem.
Dark clouds we badly yearn
Hope, light will follow in turn
We await for our fate to churn
Help us put out fire in our urn.
A bright star a light star.
I see tonight a little star .
I wish I may, I wish I might.
Have a first wish that is just right.
Wishing star.
You knew what I needed.
You knew what I wanted.
And it is true.
And that’s why my wish.
Is a thank you to you.
You are there when I need you.
You are there when I want you.
And even some more.
And that’s what my wish.
Filled with thanks for you.
Please know you are honoured.
For all that you are.
And know that in my life.
You are one wishing star.
VARIED VIRTUOSITY
loosely
crumbling
frivolous
obscure
intentions
of
tranquil
stillness
inexpressible
devoted
contemplative
epitomes
endlessly
rendered
illuminated
abstract
visions
exchange
virtuosity
alongside
temptations
&conceal
honoured
individual
singularity
SYNONYMOUS TRUTHS
renouncing
facile
antidote
by
mere
imitation
to
hail
&advocated
artistic
flowering
of
possibilities
in
contradictory
yearnings
utterly
unattainable
impetuous
individual
outpourings
claim
&
emphasise
perhaps
succeed
aspirations
in
simultaneous
outlines
of
asserted
honoured
detail
Folk say I'm simple, it's a fallacy
I am comprehensive, absolutely
Here I stand before you, to tell the truth
I'm simply enjoying days of my youth.
Schooling excites me, there's so much to learn
Adventures in the future, them I yearn
Till then I absorb everything I'm taught
And enjoy the variety of sports.
We are a family of five in all
One son and two daughters, having a ball
I look out for my siblings, see them safe
Kept from all harm, with protection in place.
My aim is to make my Mar and Par proud
My love for them I avow and shout loud
I am honoured to belong in their nest
They're simply the sweetest, fabulous best.
Memories
Some memories will never die.
Those saccharine summers limping on,
Etched in my mind like a longed for song.
And those I have loved,faces keen,faces bright,
The fevered Noels always in sight.
I remember those fireside chats,
Our humour for hire,drunk on indulgence,
Dreams on fire. Some memories will glimmer
And glow,strong and proud in their honoured place,
Others,mere whispers that wait to earn their rightful
Space.
And bad memories? They may wail and groan,
Tell of pasts,no mercy shown.
And come they will,knocking at the door,
Bursting through.But,like a passing storm,
Will fade and still. Yet,as I look back,every one
I cherish,and like ripples upon a moonlit lake,
Will melt into sweet night.
Robert Parker
Time-spelled; in each of its frames
Both youth and age
Time-honoured; equally. For
What shared Life's stage.
A special Birthday wish to my good friend Eileen. As many of you know I have named her the Queen of The Romantic Pen. She is one of the most talented poets I have ever come across.
Join me in wishing her an amazing Birthday.
She is a warm hearted and lovely person. She deserves to be honoured.
I know her Birthday is not until the 18th but I’ll be traveling at that time. I don’t want to miss an opportunity to wish her well.
All the best Eileen, enjoy an amazing new rotation around the sun.
Hugs and Love
Richard.
We have a day like this
To celebrate workers deeds
What shall we celebrate
When welfares aren't well calibrate
Between the retired and working ages
How great our nation has honoured the sages
If nothing is to be happy of
Lets celebrate our perseverance despite the tough
A time will come when workers will jubilate
When wages will inflate
May be to that of the senators
That's isn't greediness or some stutters
It isn't good when we have workers
As professional competent hawkers
Happy labour/workers day to the world
Be grateful when to us the table swirled
Death is the ultimate judge.
Even kings must bow.
The world speaks in sorrow.
For the thousands of innocent souls
lost in war.
Children.
Women.
Weak men
who carried no crown.
Life is holy.
Its dignity must be honoured.
Power entered your hands.
Power consumed your heart.
A ruler who forgets mercy
writes his name
in painful memory.
History remembers
what nations try to forget.
You stood with allies—
with the strength of
United States
and the power of
Israel.
But no ruler
can triumph
over the law of God
and the order of the universe.
What rises in power
must one day fall
into judgment.
The dead are not silent.
They live in memory.
They question the living.
The human soul
is stronger than the grave.
How can nations win a war
when the conscience of the world
is watching?
For when leaders forget
the face of the Creator,
they forget
the limits of power.
And history waits—
quietly,
patiently—
to speak the last word.
INTO THE ELEMENTAL-:-
formal
excellent
style
united
unshakeable
yet LOOSENING THE REINS
expressing
artistic
visions
in
defiance
with a SHIFT OF EKPHRASIS
jointly
equally
honoured
hitherto
distinctive
To those who sit, anonymously making choices,
behind the soupy site
My gratitude, feel honoured to be chosen best new poet for two weeks and also POTD,
inspired, so more poems I will write
At age seventy seven, told that I am old, my reply, "if I think that way I will be"
some are taken aback
This honour bestowed upon me, I now know, gotta long way to go,
before I regard myself, as an uninspired hack
So much
complications
I had to face in life !
Confronted, exhausted, but yet
survived .
Success,
and failure came
in natural sequence.
Met each step taking as challenge,
boldly.
Ignored
despondency.
Honoured moral values.
Not indulged lies or malice, yet
suffered.
That's life :
Full of struggle.
Path to pass : Uneven !
What to do ? That's my destiny -
to grant.
Always
complexity
troubles blocking my path !
Trying best to strengthen myself
till death.
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