Life
Life is a game,
Let it began
Life is a opportunity,
Show your lenity
Life is a dream,
Take out the cream
Life is a book,
don't highlight the crooks
Life is a long road,
Don't be bored
Life is a story ,
Collect the best memories
Life is beyond your thinking,
It can change in a single
blinking
Life is not a fairy tale,
It is about how you live well.
~ Limerick Form
Political Verse ~
Select leaders based on identities
Beware unprofessional entities
Ms. Harris does not salute
V.P. gives respect the boot
But Washington treats her with lenity
Tell me to whom shall I entreat and fall down on my knees
To beseech lenity ; to cry for impunity
To implore for the salvation
from the bane of infernal love
from the pain of bruised heart
To plead for the freedom
from the subjection of fervent passion
from the servitude of unrequited affection
Alas! Who to blame
When I was the one who forged the bond
Stippled the shackles and soldered the chains
To build my own cage
If only I knew
That one innocent smile and the unsullied glow of your eyes
Would, day by day, weave a web around me
Would ensnare me in the hooks of ardency
Should've severed the chains
Should've cut the threads with my own hands
Alas! Too late
Please tell me now to whom shall I entreat
And fall down on my knees
To beseech lenity
To cry for impunity
You or me?
Brought me up in the lap of it's,
Encouraged me in the every steps.
All my assets are given by you,
Utilisation of you filled my life with hue.
Treated me well,but how you are being treated..
You have infinite lenity and only soul of BEAUTY.
4/1/2019
A drop of mercy if I had
From upon the heavens high,
Would have made me a little glad
As torturous life went by,
Then I would know some mate of mine
With his tender heart incline
Comprehends where my heartaches lie,
Deeply caring when I'm sad.
If fate had bestowed such a boon
My life wouldn't painful be,
These empty days would've passed by soon
Paused not with an anguished plea,
Could God not his lenity send,
Making fateful pathways bend?
For once to his creation swoon
Perhaps for the sake of me.
I keep having this wishful dream
An elixir for my days,
Which flows past like some gurgling stream
Meandering on its ways,
I know not if it meets the rill
Enjoining the waters still,
Or it turns around in mid-stream
Climbing homeward where it stays.
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A heart of gold
Love is to be told
A tiffany glass like made of
Thy color broke at best abode
Teary eyes, hiatus night
Lofty sentiments it might
Leaving the pastiche art of July
Reflection bygone she has to find!
Meres't whisper of thine precious diamond
Hail! Lenity in my world!
Don't let me fall Jody
It has the heart of gold
Now I am very telling and cold
Luxury it might seems for me
But it has beauty like Aphrodite
Depict no warranty
Indulgence all I can see
Will you marry me?
Poem as Surrogate
by Odin Roark
Streaming messenger
With expression unchecked
Imagined ink yet to dry
The page fearful of touch
Find the eyes
Beneath which awaits the meaning
For
This frame that lives also as picture
One's fleeting first-person impulse
A captured inner focus shared
Clings tenaciously
To the world's lenity
Every poet's temporary forever
Last name here, First step there, only one allay...
Vestige sagacity, flaxen ochroid genes skitter down,
Diddle drizzled dints to acquiesce an ugly axis,
Whet of whiled grime, tips on me thus to dawn,
In hands of lonely children, bid these lips bye-bye...
Bequest oaths, for ode by love is a home plight,
Coalescing pivots crux fine fortunes through,
Docent tasks fathom nature's dew of grief,
Tons of totes vex abstruse wills to loot,
But virtuous lenity glib adept heartfelt reefs,
Gait jiffy haps with tribes so grim time tears,
God's flanges tarry finales who lope o'er losers,
But foremost, guerdon sojourn souls aiding others...
Accouter the outfitter by concords of trust,
Master a gentlemen and woman of good taste,
Upon Sunrise and Sunset, leave wise and do weep,
The bequeath of ensuing generations propound...
Upon birth and grave, life and death, -but more life...
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