Long Christmas carol Poems

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Premium Member The Sound of Violin

I pricked my ears to follow the sound,
As did my son and our puppy hound,
delight of violin in full tune,
Played to setting sun and rising moon!

Winter evening was well underway,
Christmas carol singers in full sway,
Violin was playing the church psalms,
And Beethoven,Elgar, Berg and Brahms.

Mystery player hidden from view,
Three ardent followers, wish he knew,
Our quest to trace the source was in vain,
The flow of music was unrestrained!

A bright full moon but it was still dark,
couple in romance strolling the park,
sound of violin has come to stop,
If not for ducks one can hear pin drop.

In corner of park a wooden bench,
the maestro was here, was my hunch,
Some tell tale signs of food and foot prints,
Other than these there were no more hints!

We returned next week for an encore,
A Christmas cake with thank you decor,
There was no music but silence all the way.
Near the bench, a note:-
           “ RIP, In heaven you shall play!”
Form: Quatrain


Stupidity

I try to shut up for good.
Hanging on to the crumbled sheet,i roll
A messed-up head with muffled thoughts
Another Christmas carol..


Darn,I gotta stop
I Think to myself,twitch my nose a li'l
Talked of friends and food and sh!t
of passions hyperreal


To hell with the world and its ways,
Lies that form the rules
'Tears made up of liquid nitrogen
And smiles from highway blues'.


Stormed on love and sex;cigarettes
Words bold and shy
From dames that rock to drunken dudes
And pains that lips deny..


It occurred twice,thrice...don't know
Who cares anyway?!
'Beep' that silence the grudge beneath:
Deep rumours of the day


To live a life like the one i am
Is a pain in the ass for sure,
Songs i hate, movies i crave
Death,blood and gore..


Hell with the fact when we shoot out
The differences unfolding fast
From collared t-shirts to silly escapades
We damn and strip our past..


Romance it is,and it is not
For you its sh!t,i said
Bottled beer and barbie babes:
Fantasies, high and dead


With you,its free and deep and black
My selfish clarity
Stupid i am,to think its true
Stupid i am, to skip a boo
A new-age parody..







~~For my best mate K. and the best times we had, from the everyday convos to the pretended
silence ..best of luck,pal!...~~
© Iman Roy  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Glory To God

‘Glory to God and peace on Earth’
The angels once at midnight sang

The blessed time of the year has come
The prince of peace on Earth is born
Let us hail the King of kings
Let us sing and blow our horn 

Christ is born in my heart today 
Bringing heavenly peace and joy
All around is a convivial air
And everyone, in a mood to enjoy

‘Glory to God and peace on Earth’
The angels once at midnight sang

Jesus left his palace high
To cheer the Earth and gloomy sky
Lo, the celestial king is here 
Let us partake of this joy

I behold His tender, lovely face!
Never a flower so sweetly graced
Never has been such peace serene
None on Earth, so widely praised

‘Glory to God and peace on Earth’
The angels once at midnight sang

Much gaiety, seen everywhere
The Earth with rising vigor thrills
Colorful stars brighten the streets
From every church, merry carol trills

Days of fond remembrance have come
Of all those whom we love and care
This is the time to spread some cheer 
Among all our friends from far and near

‘Glory to God and peace on Earth’
The angels once at midnight sang
With them joined the shepherd throng
From every nook, I hear its echoes ring! 

A winner in the Premier contest.(10th place)
Christmas Carol Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Regina McIntosh
Sung to the tune of -‘Hark, the Herald Angels Sing’
Form: Lyric

Fragrance of a Dream

I love my verses bare..

The fear of loneliness that calls for the tears

Often deludes the want for pain,

I blink my eyes to the jesting rain..

And wonder here and wonder there:

If life was just a better affair,

Would I be a queen ruling my heart?

Or a slave to the unseen, worlds apart..

The smile that baits my happiness close,

And rob the Gods dead, morose..

I wonder here and wonder there:

Will the waves ever take me away?

To the land of the mystique, happy and gay,

I’d frisk and sing and care much less

I’d have to talk and give to bless;

The hours that kiss my rickety soul

With soundless rhythms of Christmas carol..

I wonder here and wonder there:

Can I ever love the one I hate?

Share the tales and pity fate..

I’d love to wonder…here and there,

That I’d find the answers in the verses, bare.




~~Thank You for the views and comments~~
© Iman Roy  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Joyous Christmas Does Prevail

(To be sung to the tune of “Angels We Have Heard On High”)

Joyous Christmas does prevail
Saviour's grace never to fail
His love gift brings peace to heart
Pardon never to depart…
Joy---ous Christmas, Saviour’s grace never fails
Joy---ous Christmas, Saviour’s grace never fails.

Triumph of sweet kindness cheers
Lifting faith along hope gears
Emmanuel's presence with delight  
Shining radiance of God’s light…
Joy---ous Christmas, Emmanuel’s presence
Joy---ous Christmas, Emmanuel’s presence.

Christmas spirit reigns always
Saviour's birth* of glorious praise
Life eternal, promise blest
Set toward heavenly zest…
Joy---ous Christmas, Saviour's birth so glorious
Joy---ous Christmas, Saviour's birth so glorious.

Days of blissful fellowship
Midst wondrous grateful worship
Let’s keep sharing Christmas glow
Kindness to others we show…
Joy---ous Christmas, love and kindness we share
Joy---ous Christmas, love and kindness we share.

*Luke 1:14 And thou shalt have joy and gladness; and many shall rejoice at his (Jesus Christ’s) birth. 

December 6, 2021
2nd place, "A Christmas Carol" Lyric Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh; judged on 12/29/2021.
Form: Lyric


A Child's Christmas Carol

Once, it was a time of true magic, 
when the world was small and soft.

It had to be magic, my mind of five told me:
how else could my brothers and I go to sleep 
on an ordinary, dull and quiet night...
to awaken in sheer joy the next morn 
as though we had been zapped by a warm
bolt of harmless lightning-- 
setting our now restless bodies tingling. 

Like racehorses at the gate of magic, 
we stood at the top of the stairs,
pulling at whatever patience we could muster 
under the admonitions of Mom and Dad to wait!--
wait! the camera must be loaded-- but how very
painful it was to be still when we knew that 
children's paradise was a stairway away-- 
and what a paradise we saw unfolded 
in our now unfamiliar living room!

The tree drew our eyes first--it was big and fat, 
with its branches sagging under the great weight 
of all its myriad ornaments: glass balls and sweets 
and plastic candy canes and tinsel drooping as though 
it hung on a some forsaken weeping willow instead of
a tall, proud Blue Spruce : and millions and millions 
and millions of colored lights, blinking relentlessly,
made our tree sparkle like the royal crown of a giant king-- 
perhaps the King of Toys, for toys were seen everywhere 
we looked: cars ,trucks , bikes, games, bats-- and balls!
 
Each brother ran quickly to his own precious pile 
(we marveled how thoughtful Santa must be) 
and knew in each pile would be some boxes 
beautifully wrapped but sans treasure, 
holding only socks or shirts, perhaps a sweater--
well, even the jolly fat man could not be perfect-- 
still, he brought magic to our dull house every year, 
transforming our prosaic lives into poetry overnight
by wonder, by magic, by love....

And when he went away, when I was an ancient six,
the world grew much bigger but colder, 
dull and empty of that special joy that can only come 
to those children who believe....



[Note: This bittersweet poem was also bittersweet to write, as losing childhood itself is bittersweet.]

rec'd n/a in Regina McIntosh's contest, 12/18/20

My Old Songs of Christmas

Wearing ragged and untidy clothes at night,
There was no make-up but a little dust on our faces,
With improvised instruments made by little hands
We let people felt the spirit of Christmas
Our voices, our innocence, our sincerity!
Heard us singing old songs of Christmas.
As we walked along the street filled with glow,
Lanterns were shining on each home.
Vendors were selling Christmas goodies.
Couples shared sweet nothings watching fireworks.
Every family happily walked to the park 
Watching Santa Claus giving gifts to young children.
Just to celebrate and cherish the time of Christmas
Which made the moment bright and meaningful.
But I made a Christmas memory on my own,
With my friends visiting astounding houses.
Started to make a concert on our own,
Pretending we were pop idols singing Christmas carols.
As they started to wear grin on their cheeks,
Listened to us closely if we uttered the correct lyrics of songs.
But everything went well as what we planned.
People liked how we sang and danced.
Christmas is a time for joy, a time for everyone!
But the impact we gave I’d say…
Incredibly unforgettable for them
They laughed and enjoyed our grooves
They prettily liked how we moved.
The whole night was too short to visit people’s homes
But our Christmas carol memory lasted long
I couldn’t quite forget the memories that Christmas gave
I just smile on my seat watching little stars watching over me
I keep on thinking where my old friends now
Are they still pondering the songs of Christmas we used to sing?
Because as of this moment, I’m singing alone
Reminiscing childhood memories of yesterday’s Christmas
Form: Narrative

All I Want For Christmas

On my list
                 Are my wishes.  
                     No fear.
                  Of the virus
            Instead, spreading love,
           End all the animosity,
                Amongst us.

              To breathe free.
             Without masks.
          Hug friends and family.
                 Be happy.
            Hear Mariah Carey,
            On the radio.
          Sing a Christmas carol.

         To enter any shop,
     Without a vaccine passport.
         Greet every stranger,
      Not to fear you’re in danger.
           Because years ago,
          A baby was born.
             In a manger.
         He came from above,
          To bless us with love.

         To all my dear readers,
         A blessed Merry Christmas.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Sound of All Good Things

(to the tune of "Joy To The World")

For "A Christmas Carol Contest"
12/17/21

And here's the thing,
Set aside your bling.
Make life the worth of it all.
And tell it to the nunnery,
And tell it to the funnery,
That love is overjoyed,
That love is overjoyed,
That love is all there is.

Bring here the news,
In life we choose
Love, or lack thereof,
And I know them both
With both I've been betrothed.
Forever entwined as two,
Forever entwined as two,
Follow not as I say,
Rather as I do.

I breathe the word,
Like a big, heavy bird.
Too fat to flap my wings,
Too fat to flap my wings,
Resound the sound
Of all good things.
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Christmas Time

Oh, it's Christmas
     Now let's gather
          By the lovely tree-
Come one and all!

See the presents
     Lying under
          With their pretty bows
Some big, some small.
 
It's the time for
     Love and giving
          With our families
And good old friends!

Sing together 
     Let's make merry-
          Pray this spirit now
Just never ends.

Christmas- not just
     Cards and presents,
          But together joins
Our loving hearts!

Join the chorus
     Raise your voices
          Share the happiness
This time imparts!


December 7, 2021

Contest: A Christmas Carol Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh

Carol Chosen: Deck The Halls
Form: Lyric

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