Long Augment Poems
Long Augment Poems. Below are the most popular long Augment by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Augment poems by poem length and keyword.
Let us play holi holi.....
With the color of saffron,
to inject stimulant
into the vein of every Indian,
to raise voice against monopoly,
to trigger rifle against terrorists,
to fight against corruption
and to pen against
Mudslinging, violence and sedition.
After all,
Forgetting everything....
We should focus our approach
for the integrity of our nation.....(1)
Let us play holi holi
With the color of white,
to spread the message of peace
among every Indian,
to enhance brotherhood,
to excel patriotism.
to augment love & affection,
and to kill
selfishness, intolerance and discrimination.
After all,
forgetting everything....
We should focus our approach
for the purity of our nation.
Let us play holi holi
With the color of green,
to expedite growth of farmers
across the country,
to increase production,
to improve education,
to minimize ailment,
and to end
poverty, unemployment and stagnation.
After all,
forgetting everything.......
We should focus our approach
for the growth of our nation.
--------------------------------------
Note: Holi is one of the sacred festival of India. It is a festival of colors. Here I invite all of you to play holi with tricolors of our national flag i.e. saffron, white and green.
The wind dances across the land
with a sweep of gods blessed hand,
as mother nature breathes in deep
and the trees and plants no longer sleep.
The forest’s majestic harmony
dances with the wind effortlessly,
as autumn leaves do swirl around
to the melody of a swishing sound.
Seas are raised to align their beat
to the winds pulse they’re compelled to meet.
This natural force magically appears
thankfully not to augment our fears.
Yet beware and be on your guard
should god decide to blow too hard,
for the wind can muster and truly wreck;
it’s a sacred reminder to keep us in check.
A 22 hour trip home from London…gave us time to sit back, smile and unwind
and think about all the memories we made…while still fresh within our minds.
Yes, we saw London and Paris with our family…fell in love with England and with France.
and yes, we ate our way across two countries…and Deborah even bought a pair of pants.
Yes, we spent a wonderful time with our family…and now that our trip is done…
we get celebrate our new experiences, our knowledge gained…
and the times we just had fun.
But there are some things I noticed…no matter what country we are in
that I would like now to proclaim:
the sky the rivers…the clouds the trees in all countries…look the same.
And despite our different clothing, religious beliefs and languages…we all share a link…
for we are all human being and thus…we are more similar than we think
Our dogs all bark in the same language…people are more than willing to help one another…
it’s in our DNA
Pregnant women all over the world glow…and rub their tummies the same way.
No one seemed to care about the gender of the person next to them…
If they were LGBTQ+…a woman or a man….
and nothing makes thousands of people swoon faster than a sky filled with fireworks can.
Brothers and sisters fight with one another no matter where we roam
and parents get frustrated with their children in London and Paris…just like they do back home.
We’ve also noticed everyone laughs, cries, smiles and loves…in exactly the same way
and there is a caring and a kindness in the world…we saw it everyday!
Which gives us hope for the future of our planet…
Hope that this latest roadblock to world happiness…we will weather…
if all the people who care for one another rise up and come together…
To evict our leaders who solve problems with hate and guns and war
To look after and accept each other…to feed and clothe the poor…
Yes, wouldn’t it be wonderful if to augment our memories of our time in England and in France
we added memories like these….
Which would allow us time to sit back, smile and unwind…when we are much older
and all we have left…are all our memories.
Introductions to "The Seaboard" were made by Sångare
in verses of what Sångerska had wished. It caused an
augment that lastedseven hours. We found out the
Malo the Song guylast name was Malo, we heard her
say in her laugnage that she wished to be Malo, and
she wanted the Artiphon to be introduced in the
uptempo song. We had no words no sound and
nothing to start with until we heard both instruments played.
we just had the bass guitar go bassy
and the asked the tenor guitar to
make the music talk
we added both to the rhtymn and
made the thing sound
I told it out from the orginal work
and copied an old song for some structure,
and composition. "PLUNG< PLUNG:PLUNG-PLUNKA PLING!)
9Tap-tap)Whutt,whut whut!
PLUNGA:PLUNGA:PLUNGA_PLUNKA PLING!(tap-tap)
Whutt, Whutt,Whutt! whoopo;whoop;wank;wank!
is what we came up with: the BassyWhoop;Whoop;Wank,wank!
capped that part off
we wanted a high end towards the middle or climax
we said strang sreaking toward a near A7 on the violens
dunna;dunna;dunna
dun
dume!
ding,ding:dang dinga dunn!
that would be way cool.
the drummer get some
with some tap,tap,--roll( tap-tap-roll!
Cool Huh?
it is worth recording
if the Song-stummers get
the lyrics and background right!
"get that thang ah working
my body feels like twerking
sweetie I'm feeling frisky tonight"
See this thang I aah wearing
this lady feels like sharing
we making moves tonight"
Practiced all day
daring some body to
see what I was wearing
everythangs coming
off tonight"
EXTRAVAGANZA
designed
to
illuminate
a spectacle
or
into
a
visual
metaphor
of spaces
within
experience
spectacles
of
comparable
phenomena
circle
a panorama
of of
melodramatic
rotunda
a prominent
pantomine
of instinct
preserved
an accessory
to
augment
reality
&
motivate
a
narrative
conception
in
a
perfect
tangible
tactile
replica
in
all
dimensions
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
What is Man?
What is Mankind?
But A cannibal who likes to eat up one another's minds, mentally I mean.
We just like to criticise negatively that is, violate, belittle, ostracize, subjugate, oppress one another.
We love to feel superior, that we are better than, we have somethin over the other.
That we are more important.
And so we discriminate at will, segregate, even incriminate,.
Man is just a lousy, fallible, worthless and fickle piece of number 2
With an expiry date that is unclear and unknown.
So then why shouldn't we just try to live in peace and not pieces,
In love and not war and constant endless unnecessary strife evermore.
What can't we see the good in each other,
Learn to congratulate , uplift, as opposed to pulling down more.
Why can't we be willing to help one another more,
Find fault less, help up more, push down less.
Why should we feel better than just because we are richer, or the other poor,
And try and cooperate and build up more?
Try to develop the ingredients and skills of Listening, observing and understanding More, and talking and ignoring a little less.
Stop being aloof, and try to come down a little.
Stop passing each other without a greeting and without a care or concern whatsoever.
Try Reaching out a tid bit more or tad bit more.
Develop a mantra to make life easier, and better and smoother for you and me and everyone else from now on. Make to vow to that effect or effort.
Try your best to alleviate or mitigate not augment the hurt, the infighting, the gap, the rampant disunity and pulling and tugging we see and encounter every day.
This should be the main purpose of our lives.
To add, not subtract, To Improve.
Define Human Nature.
It is Conquer, Condition the other to Capitulation,
It Is Plunder and Pillage. It is Coldness and Cruelty.
She Is Me First. Or I First. She is All about Me. More of Me and Less of You.
Or More For Me and Less or None For You. She is merely Like a selfish Endeavour or Entity.
We need to try to change or rearrange this foolish and stupid Definition as promptly as possible.
Reshuffle that way of Thinking or thought process.
Smiling mirthfully, relishing amber twilit theme,
Bedazzled in musings, reveling memories agleam,
Oh! how you charm, gazing eve’s blushing arc,
Where scarlet hues delight, igniting love spark
When impulses, moonlit, passions playful cajole
As we stroll daydreaming trekking verdant knoll,
Ambling in romance, two sensuous souls extol;
Just after the setting sun merges with the sea
And sky above stages a concert of stellar glee
When seductive vibes on wings of zest spree
Questing for, stealthily, doting hearts’ consent
Chasing exaltation, love-struck hints augment,
Exuding scent amatory from emboldened heart
Intoxicating affection smitten feelings impart;
Clasping amorous moment together we found,
Where tick of blazing hearts is the only sound
But for the clues tiptoeing, arousing carnal bliss,
Pinging fervent longings yearning endearing kiss,
Enchanting intentions of eager, flirtatious night
Courting your approval, ecstatic reveries ignite,
Sowing dreams euphoric to bloom in fertile dawn
Aspiring love evermore, blossoming on and on.
July 30, 2022
Placed 1st: Rhyme Rumi Quote Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
(151 words)
The fresh scent of laundry mixes with sandalwood incense
a prelude as it heightens the fragrance of wax on sweet wicks
from one hundred candles that dance on a ceiling of dreams
essence made in anticipation of skin rubbing on spicy skin
Shadows augment the senses and covet passion and pleasure
treasure the moment yield eternity as they consent to craving
tenderly embrace fondling desire and binding together of souls
experience memories and anticipation bring play to the fore
Rose gold of wedding bands click the rhythm of heart beats
rhyme the crescendo tie tides of promise and orgasmic glow
pheromones moan at the cusp of delight exude naked perfume
the best aroma ever is the radiant release when we make love
15th March 2021
A big thank you to all those who crushed my desires,
Now my mind is calm, satiated with minimum one requires
A big thank you to all those who criticized me,
Now others opinions doesn't bother me, positive I see
A big thank you to all those who never helped me in need,
They made me strong and confident, of expectations I am freed
A big thank you to all those who made me cry,
Now I can stop tears in jiffy and have resolved to be happy till I die
A big thank you to all those who were bluntly selfish,
I have no expectations, I understand humans are selfish
A big thank you to all the deaths I saw in life
I realised death is sudden, I should enjoy every moment of life
A big thank you to all miseries that made me plod
They made me wiser, brought me close to God.
Now I miseries I no longer loathe
They teach realities of life, augment growth.
20th March 2021
Donning splendiferous landscapes stretching for miles,
A culture that aptly prides, in bold, welcoming smiles;
A thriving land of islands~ an archipelago evincing awe,
A resplendence of nature, an exclamation of hurrah.
Sandy beaches embrace realms of pristine coastline,
Harboring lush foliage, embodying sublimity divine,
Of marine life, corals, reveling warmth of idyllic clime,
Reminiscent of paradise, of placidity, stilled in time.
Fun loving, amiable, proud tradition extolling grace,
Quaint, yet modern, is the vibrant vibe of this place;
Of museums, antiques, art galleries, buzzing cafe,
Of hotels, casinos, of famed sunsets on Manila Bay.
Luzon, the Visayas, Mindanao~ gems of the blue sea,
Living in tranquility, projecting utter beauty and glee;
Islands of hospitality, homeland of a privileged few,
A magnificent portrait, upon sea-canvas nature drew.
Philippines~ an acclaimed, lauded, pearl of the Orient,
Rich in diverse culture, her allure citizens augment,
Pulsating rhythms of hearts and souls, worthy of praise;
A treasure preserved, revered since the ancient days.