Long Availing Poems
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'Pon gleaning lasses,
and sir really not alright
not "FAKE" lads
grievousness doth bite
Love's Labour's
(Romeo and Juliet)
Lost sequel - colyte
(an emetic) more
bare hubble despite
abdominal cramps
(post colonoscopy),
where this poetic soul admits,
the latter doth not
hole hearted lee excite
yet, countless plaintive verses fight
ting despair espied
by unsuspecting readers
(such as yours truly),
no shining knight
ruminating squelched, spurned, light
ning and/or soiled
paramours hurtful might -
bitter byte size pill
deters peaceful night
methinks tortures teariness plight
unstoppably, vicariously,
and wickedly quite
this veritable stranger experiences
lamentation toward each right
or left word thinking
youthful earthlinked, sad sight
fractured gnarled hotmail in tight
fitting pants, and/or
ill humored gal uptight
an afflicted aching,
thus this paean I write
availing thyself
for those who cry
(game lee), and perhaps
feel like they wanna die
unsure how to help
fracturing soul I espy
unable to heal,
but on a whim
this idea didst fly
unsure yar bitta
bing banged psyche
ja wanna entrust this guy
kindle ling emotional pain hi
underwent during mine
almost three scores years my
body sashayed round
the sun well nigh,
now within avast
delicate web I ply
tender tinder tumblr
full spilling sadness sigh
lent lee self cannibalizing
vulnerability, yet try
in vane unable to heal
airing youtube whatsapp
without me asking why
only this papa of two
near grown daughters
intervention likened
to race against time, -
viz being potential
dead serious life saver,
this yang doth not not lie!
You are one, you're the one.
With an outstanding, mysterious balance, thus exclusive.
In the midst of reasons, the planet laments you as the real reason.
Love burns more than fire, still you thrive as the Beloved.
Our choice, our pick, our option, you are the chosen one.
Special like blossom petals, the extraordinary special one.
As clean as the wind, your breath, the air that aids life.
The only purpose that channels ours.
A life that has forever lived, availing happiness and joy.
A thirst that creates the water, in light, you illuminate.
A teacher, the knowledge that brings word and languages, in sight, you're seen.
Celebrated as a champion, undisputedly a Prophet, the last, the best and differently the unique.
An engine that sails through timeless journeys with a voice that is heard.
Precious as the diamond rare like a KYAWTHUITE.
In purity you are the complete.
A heart, a body, and a soul, in simplicity, you are sophistication.
Eternally, loved Unconditionally.
You sink your kind-caring hands on us.
The Phenomenal ruler, the principled leader, in gold pathways you show, beautifully.
The reason beauty was created in the first place, in the open and especially in the hidden.
In fearlessness, you are the bravery.
In trustworthiness, you are the trust .
A human larger than life, yet humble in royalty .
Distributor of love, peace, and leadership, you give in generosity.
In justice, you are fair even when life isn't.
My answer and my solution, you drizzle hope, as a Son, as a Husband, as a Father and most importantly as the GREATEST PROPHET and HUMAN of all time (SAW).
Being tempted on clearance sale,
I rushed for discount to avail
of buying a suitcase on urgency,
any kind formal or fancy,
as bonus point I received gift coupon
to follow on.
I wished prompt to use coupon I got,
but was told, it could not be used on dot
Validity will start one month after,
no option, but compulsion to buy later.
No hurry! At ease I will decide next
and put it pocket.
At the end of next month, I visited the shop.
I acted tactful to claim stuff on thirty percent off.
Just worth the exact amount
availing of total discount,
so that I won’t pay any extra
etcetera.
Owner of the shop was sorry to state,
coupon had crossed its expiry date.
At beginning of month it was valid for three days.
Now coupon is useless on any purchase.
What to do? Only to repent,
no outlet.
I should have read the fine print,
So callous I am, owner gave no hint.
I could not argue though news gave me a jolt.
I could not blame either, it was my fault.
No consolation! I could not gain,
all in vain
04/15/16
In youth's frantic clutches
Addicted to vapid touches
Love children spawned in shaded hutches
Existing on euphoric highs, painless crutches
In middle age, lust morphed into longing
Spent body in static sphere now belonging
Neglected prodigy seeking shelter in availing arms
Licentious, pretentious friends fled in swarms
Sins of youth girdle my deserted gates
Promiscuous flings my esteem deflates
Rebellious children their fealty abrogate
Venal lovers rue my chaster estate
In deep morass, my withered soul equivocates
Bridging divide of self pity, butressing hope inflates
Then residual pain with due penance heart conflates
Seeking self forgiveness; from others proffering rebates
Healing balm of inner resolve soothes empty soul
To wayward children unconditional love tendered not in
part but whole
To fair weather friends only distant compassion will dole
Forthrightly, to bring uplifting, sharing friends into my
foal
Time journeyed through the seasons sublime
Brokered days the trellis of life did climb
Tendered hours but grainy shards without rhyme
Token minutes spindled through the hour glass of time
Each tenuous second garnering only a passing stime
Bartered moments the continuum of existence did wantonly prime
Availing sky's porous rotunda filtered each, ageless ream through spectrum so fine
The hoary sun spilled it's vision into each, vacuous line
Gilded moon, celestial mariner did shadowy expanse twine
Bended stars, twinkling sprites from stealthy perch did antediluvian streams re-align
Primeval planets in their sanctioned orbits perpetuity did assign
In ye old days of yore on Malaga's dreary shore
An untidy castle rimmed by salty moor
Housed a lonely, oft-drunk matador
In briny marsh grazed no sheep, but wild pigs three score
Staggering oft around soggy, muddy estate in boozed, dazed state; prating conquistador
With fitted bed sheet he dodged each, wild, voracious boar
On one fateful eve a rabid boar did his flabby posterior gore
Now ambitions stored, bedded his dreams, salved his sore
'Til one morn, a damsel in distress swooned at his door
Bereft of virility, but saddled with tales of chivalric lore
A hearty tonic the prone maiden he did pore, and spouted tawdry tales galore
Unentranced by availing circumstance, his rambling advances she did ignore
Intoxicated by her lovely essence, her father's residence did implore
Confounded by his incessant inebriating pleas, she fell to the floor
Mistaking her bended knee as fealty to be, he let out a drunken roar
Enraged by his licentious intentions, she yelled, I will not take any more
Mind numbed from numerous droughts, he heard, I am your whore
Giddy, his infertile, limp shaft tried into her sweet mound to bore
But his drooping shaft could not breach her silty core
Frustrated the horny goad reversed positions. riding her till both were saddlesore
Finally breaching the chasm, his spent rod found reeling a chore
But her tapped well gushed and she yelled encore
Now understanding his riding days were over, he cried and swore
His ripening virgin unsatiated bade his pallid pilot her canyon explore
Now contrite, he explained fertile streams no longer from stagnant fount could pore
Giving due penance, purged the dross, and from her steamy vat tore
Forevermore an unfit paramour, jilted matador; who no longer his tainted cape wore
Friday the thirteenth, (September
tooth house hind nineteen)
dark shadows winessed scads of bats
(base sic cully lobbing soupy Matzo balls)
eyeing yours truly as seldom seen
human sacrificial cuisine,
which dime a dozen story true story
red within tabloid National Enquirer 'zine.
Minus blood sucking mammals more averse
than bill collectors or insurance companies
bared fangs greeted yours truly courtesy
of bloodthirsty nurse
triggering instantaneous qualm
ordinarily, I dune hot feel averse
nor nain availing one arm or the other,
wherein needle tip doth stick
prominent vein, yet an idling hearse
unwittingly induced heightened alarm,
on flip Wilson side... sense and sensibility
awoke regarding no impact upon purse
anyway death could never as worse
compared to hand to mouth
dirty deeds done... dirt poor curse.
A deep inhalation induced relaxed state
courtesy ujjayi breath
filled lungs to alleviate
(yea right slim/fat chance analogous
to one sniveling, mutering, groveling...
writer wannabe called upon to curate)
quirky rhyming scribblings
attempting to pass muster
easily, joyfully, worthily...
declared poet laureate
hence hastily erected castle
in the sky fate
meeting divine heavenly lorded
tailor tete a tete
gradually alleviated helter skelter
mental condition within pate
experienced sudden calm
displaced initial panic, thus great
ecstasy donned "FAKE" trumpeting guise
knowing within short shrift
death would assimilate
me, while providing fancy feast
where Desmodontinae
would undulate
this vampire weekend,
aware I prevaricate
and horrible anecdote purely
meant to demonstrate
how believability easily
wrought to fascinate
(ha) captive audience,
he/she exhibiting skeptical trait
might doubt claim (mine), who as inmate
within human zoo forced to risk death
defying daredevil metier height
figurative tightrope walker I gyrate
balanced on iambic foot in toto
all the while able to coordinate
vaguely flowing continuity
eventually metaphorical
erythrocytes coagulate.
Strangers meeting in the dark, quiet night
Lonely paramours who could no longer their burning desires fight
Striving their languishing, tenuous relationships to slight
Two, opportunistic souls seeking infidelities' penalty to blight
An impromptu rendezvous their amorous natures to delight
A trite, chemical connection that shares no keen insight
Two shadows gleefully reproaching the availing light
A truant love that needs only a spark to ignite
Spright hearts that willfully unite and secretly spite
Froward minds ignoring their deviant course and diabolical plight
Carefree spirits quickly bond then take flight
Every fleeting stare, stealthy kiss pressing borrowed time with all
their might
Holpen hands lustily caress the moment, then callously wholesome
love requite
Writhing bodies cling tightly, then at dawn's first glint alight
A solitary kernel for lack of succoring nurture aggrieved
From sun's warm caresses seasonally bereaved
With wind's chilling strides constantly plucked, heaved
Lying on fallowed ground whose cloak now desleaved
With frigid mantle over frostbitten spine weaved
Nutrient-rich pores of their cultivating provender relieved
As brittle husk to its fibrous moorings tightly cleaved
So coarse grains to earthen crevices, pockets sheathed
Dormant, but from bludgeoned shell will not secede
Nor Summer's bountiful harvest deed
A sparse, unfurnished bed temporarily bequeathed
Until providentially-rendered elements have new life breathed
Still yet, creator hath numbered all and due rations perceived
Until Spring's availing tides have Winter's corroded channels reprieved
And life's, generating tenants from their frozen prisons freed
Beneath the green dense jungle, he stands pall,
The heated rays touching him seem to have awl.
Facing dreadful animals and insects, he fumbles
Path is lost in shrubs and bushes he often rambles
Having empty stomach, a thirsty throat and an axe
He applies all his muscles to a timber and hacks.
Miserably vestured, not having anything sufficient,
He’s born with the misfortune of being indigent.
Impecuniosities are inherited to him by his ancestors
And he will delegate the same to his youngsters.
For availing each of basic needs he has to strive
This is the way how a wood cutter does survive.
Hoping for a ray of miracle which can enlighten,
He quetches why has he got a life of a proletarian