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Because this here is your passing
out parade doth your cap and gown
This here I don't know if you if you are
aware or know it yet
But also the end of what was once
your student life I hope you kissed
it a fond farewell and goodbye
As your days spent on scholastic
dissertation theoretical drunken debate
expressing your altruistic views putting
the world's wrongs to right in some or
other cheap backstreet pub
And pack away your monogrammed
slogan t-shirts and swap your long hair
and man-bun for a short back and side's
Because you my friend I am sorry
to inform have finally just crossed over
to the dark side
Welcome to the big wide world we have
been expecting you
And though you now have in your possession
a certificate denoting you are university
standard educated and have letters
to accompany your name as proof
Nothing you learned or where taught
be that even higher level education
would or could possibly have prepared
you for the harsh reality life has in-store
And unlike school which eventually
runs and has a predetermined course
over a precise timeline
Life means life and the remainder of
your's has just begun starting now
The time has come for you to put your
degree to some use find a job buy
a car and a house somewhere to rent
or buy
And oh did I forget to mention most
importantly of all
Start paying back whatever student loans
you took out compounding interest that
got you where you stand today
Until your 10 year graduation reunion
comes around and is the 1 and only
topic of discussion that everyone
still have left in common
Same old people as before now
just all grown up replaced with
long drawn faces
That once sparkled with aspiration
instilled with dream's of changing
the world and making it a better place
Who now wish for nothing more than
to be able to put food on the table and
go to sleep without the fear of the power
being cut off
Not the 3rd degree or lecture
If you look out into space,
pictures on the internet
taken from the Hubble telescope
you can see a nebula
a great big cloud of gas and dust
the birthplace of new baby suns
most of the gas is hydrogen
the gas that makes the ozone layer
hydrogen links together to build ozone,
so hydrogen is attracted to hydrogen,
yet I wonder is there a small attraction left over
after the atom's link, is there a small slight attraction
Is this slight attraction, the force that we call gravity
atoms are attracted to atoms,
oxygen links with hydrogen to form water
perhaps, matter attracted to matter
When suns that are born
they start out composed of mainly Hydrogen gas and dust
then having exploded into an atomic reaction
because of the growing force of gravity
they start changing overtime
condensing slowly changing from hydrogen
they turn into helium the next atom
in the periodic table
as time goes by they slowly work through
the periodic table until if they are big enough
they turn into a lead, then they explode
going supernova, creating dust that goes on
to make planets, meteorites and the earth
our moon came from a collision with the earth
our moon was once apart of the earth
and broke away after the collision to become a satellite
The core of the earth is hot, perhaps because gravity,
matter attracted to matter
the force of compounding atoms, creates an atomic reaction
the outside shell is created because
The coldness of space cools the atoms down
creating a shell a crust around the out side of the earth
the perfect nest for nurturing life
Hydrogen appears to be the foundation of existence
I'm not sure where hydrogen comes from
perhaps the big bang theory is true
but with that much gravity
the matter would be pure energy so no boulders
just an explosion of pure energy
that cools down and starts forming atoms
on becoming the smallest atom hydrogen
would go on to form nebula clouds, suns and planets
It's often said that true love
comes but once,
Truly in your case it came
with a bunce
Should i say letting u go
was the worst thing i have
ever done
And the greatest mistake i
have made under the sun
It's like a nightmare
Mixed with so much horror
and despair
Like a door to everlasting
happiness
Closed With a seal of
unending sadness
Like a sweet smile that
fades
Fast and drawers near than
a decades
like a silent pain whose
hurt never feels
But also as a broken heart
whose pain never heals
Tears of blood falls from my
broken heart
For once i never thought we
would be apart
Sometimes i wonder how it
all got to this very point
At the thought of it sends
shock waves all around my
joint
Truly they say love is blind
Cos your presence i can no
longer find
My eyes filled with tears
And the thought of not
having you compounding
my fears
Each day my heart aches
Cos my whole world is filled
with quakes
A treasure i once had in the
palm of my hand
But now all lost and
forgotten like an
abandoned land
You made a void in my
heart which only you can fill
And started a dream only
you can fulfil
Your face hunted my
dreams
All through when all i hear
is your screams
It took too long for me to
realise that
You are the only one that
suits my heart
You are the best thing i
ever had
Losing you will forever
make me sad
when you went away my
world turn cold and gray
Peering into the mirror i
don't know what to say
To hope on your return or
finally say goodbye
For am missing you as the
day go by
Now the question is how do
i find hope in a brand new
day?
When i let the most
priceless friend i have ever
had to go away
I guess i just have to stick
with what tomorrow brings
And to live forever with the
pain of it sting
My childhood was meant for innocent adventures,
Climbing trees and chasing dreams, not living traumatic ventures.
But you stole that blissful promise with your heinous deeds,
Planting seeds of fear only a shattered soul sees.
My sweet dog was my guardian, my friend,
A source of pure love, on which I could depend.
With a wagging tail and cuddles abounding,
They gave me a safe space when terror was compounding.
But you saw my dog as an inconvenient truth,
A witness to your atrocious unchecked pursuit.
So with a gun's loud bark, you murdered that light,
Ensuring only darkness would grip me at night.
As my dog's life faded, I felt my hope expire,
Replaced by the harsh knowledge I couldn't deny your fire.
The message was clear, stay silent, don't you tell,
Or more than just my dog would be forced to farewell.
So I swallowed their death along with your depraved acts,
Locking away the pain, sealing it with tight pacts.
But trauma doesn't disappear, it simmers and grows,
Unleashing its anguish on my adulthood's blows.
Now PTSD is my constant unwanted houseguest,
Holding me hostage with fear that will never rest.
I flinch at loud noises, am petrified when alone,
Plagued by the screams of the voiceless, the unshown.
My dog's final cries, their life slipping away,
Haunt my nightmares, ensuring I never find peace in the day.
They were innocent, loving, and you stole their last breath,
As a warning for me to stay silent about your living death.
I'm shattered, traumatized, struggling to find calm,
As the ripples of your abuse continue ringing alarm.
You robbed me of safety, of security's embrace,
All because one dog dared give me unconditional grace.
My childhood was meant for innocent adventures,
Climbing trees and chasing dreams, not living traumatic ventures.
But you stole that blissful promise with your heinous deeds,
Planting seeds of fear only a shattered soul sees.
My sweet dog was my guardian, my friend,
A source of pure love, on which I could depend.
With a wagging tail and cuddles abounding,
They gave me a safe space when terror was compounding.
But you saw my dog as an inconvenient truth,
A witness to your atrocious unchecked pursuit.
So with a gun's loud bark, you murdered that light,
Ensuring only darkness would grip me at night.
As my dog's life faded, I felt my hope expire,
Replaced by the harsh knowledge I couldn't deny your fire.
The message was clear, stay silent, don't you tell,
Or more than just my dog would be forced to farewell.
So I swallowed their death along with your depraved acts,
Locking away the pain, sealing it with tight pacts.
But trauma doesn't disappear, it simmers and grows,
Unleashing its anguish on my adulthood's blows.
Now PTSD is my constant unwanted houseguest,
Holding me hostage with fear that will never rest.
I flinch at loud noises, am petrified when alone,
Plagued by the screams of the voiceless, the unshown.
My dog's final cries, their life slipping away,
Haunt my nightmares, ensuring I never find peace in the day.
They were innocent, loving, and you stole their last breath,
As a warning for me to stay silent about your living death.
I'm shattered, traumatized, struggling to find calm,
As the ripples of your abuse continue ringing alarm.
You robbed me of safety, of security's embrace,
All because one dog dared give me unconditional grace.
HATERS – GET A LIFE!
HATERS – GET A LIFE!
Haters, Haters, Haters!…Just can’t be positive just waiting to see me fall.
When you need to mind your own life and getting that on the ball.
Your discontent for your own life is projected in the joy you get in being Sarcastic.
Hiding negativity you call constructive criticism, when the reality is…. You just like causing static!
Why do you drop your Lack of confidence in yourself, on others?
All the while acting like you care for them as a friend, or like a sister/brother.
Why does your LACK of SELF-ESTEEM and FAILURES seem to fully ignite,
Every time you just catch a glimpse of me your sight?
I feel sorry for people who like you, just love to Hate,
Always trying to put salt in your game, and piling bad vibes on your plate!
It’s sad you know, It must really SUCK being you!
Finding ways of compounding peoples pains thru and thru!
Heck, YOU must HATE being and feeling sooo distressed.
Having to lie to yourself that you are so much better than the rest!
Your just a malicious, bitter, weak minded, and sad individual,
But no worry, hearing your kind speak, Trust Me is not unusual.
So believe me, I know that when I am happy? I can see you coming a mile away.
Watching you as you get closer just pondering what mean things to say.
I have learned a lesson from you however, that has given me new insight.
And the lesson is...
If I see you coming I know I must be doing something right!
Honestly though?
I pray one day you clean your own house from obvious stress and strife.
Cause I NEVER allow you to take God’s Joy from me. So HATERS - Get a Life!
What saddens my heart is seeing the oppression of people in foreign lands that only want
the taste of freedom,
And the choice to believe differently in hopes of receiving Gods Kingdom.
Not being able to make simple choices for them selves I find totally, appalling,
I have compassion for those that struggle, but are denied receiving Gods calling.
There is one thing these dictators cannot stop, what is in ones heart and on their minds,
Or the silent prayers spoken under their breath, confirming their love for God and praying
someday this freedom they too will find.
Afraid to speak the name of Jesus out loud or possess the Bible, our holy book.
Intimidated and threatened is why so many are afraid to boldly take a look.
Christians from the very start have had to suffer for their beliefs,
And the years have only strengthened our faith while compounding our grief.
We are still being persecuted as Jesus was that day upon the cross,
Our day of salvation and the worlds greatest loss.
Time will eventually tell who was wrong or who was right,
As the closing pages are being written on this never ending fight.
For our prophecy is nearly fulfilled and judgment is at hand,
That day our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, will command and rule over our land.
No one wants anything shoved on them, and Christianity is a choice,
Jesus died for our sins but our opinions are ours to voice.
Whatever master you choose to serve He will not interfere,
But His love for mankind will always be and that is clear.
I awaken, alarmed by contagion’s dread,
by the advancing bubonic omen.
My muscular spasms unleash, involuntarily.
My astonished malediction yawns, cavernous.
I gawk vacantly in my remaining moments,
at icy stones beneath my trembling feet.
Just a prisoner, I conclude.
Just an incorrigible coward.
Inconsolable, impotent, lachrymose,
I await my execution.
My penalty decreed in infectious agent.
My sentence prescribed in replicating pathogen.
Cacophonous are my incessant night terrors,
allying insomnia with somnambulism,
compounding calamity with conception.
No redemption in these ranting forecasts.
But I cannot reduce the fever.
And raving violence only deepens.
Yet, when capacity breathes hush in my channel,
I close my eyes.
Letting go is migrating sentience.
I am the silent release departing.
With my interior eye of providence,
I verify the amber brilliance,
this luz de Amarillo,
The Quaker’s inner light.
The Hindu’s moksha.
The Shaker’s simple gifts.
The Buddha’s luminous mind.
Dimensionless.
Breathing again, radiant rapture quenching.
Breathing again, from the riverbank,
watching mortal suffering float by.
And in Yoga, the knots of trauma
dispel from my vertebrate. My spinal lesson,
the simplest song for which I find no words.
My lives and deaths are passing weather systems.
Forbearance offers pristine extinction.
I Stand Here- 'The Infinite Now'
I stand here silent within that vastness of mind
Awareness thru consciousness fleshly combined
Experiencing of emptiness with stillness aligned
Time and space with illusions eternally designed
Realities in constructing the Matrix surrounding
Third-density mirroring constructs compounding
Thoughts roaming thru naked echoes sounding
Words upon silence forever soporifically bounding
Past present future coexisting in realms synchronic
Vortexes of love thru hearts with speeds subsonic
Infinite now expanding thru virtual voids embryonic
Standing still digitally amidst secretions euphonic.
This poem is also a [B.R.]...backward reversible
Mind of vastness that within silent here stand I
Combined fleshly consciousness thru awareness
Aligned stillness with emptiness of experiencing
Designed eternally illusions with space and time
Surrounding Matrix the constructing in realities
Compounding constructs mirroring third-density
Sounding echoes naked thru roaming thoughts
Bounding soporifically forever silence upon words
Synchronic realms in coexisting future present past
Subsonic speeds with hearts thru love of vortexes
Embryonic voids virtual thru expanding now infinite
Euphonic secretions amidst digitally still standing.
Oct.13.2018
I Stand Here Poetry
Sponsored by: craig cornish
N/A for contest
As I lay in the dark, accompanied by only my thoughts
and memories.
I can feel the grip of the night, clutching with its embrace
of ill intent.
Plunging me into the depths of its blackness.
Slowly drowning me in my fears.
Attempts of self calming being overrun.
An increase in body temperature, partnered by tachycardia.
Failure, rejection, compounding self doubt.
Anxieties deriving from outside opinions of charlatans.
Holding water in the cranium like edema.
Deep deliberate breathes, followed by a slow exhalation.
Subconscious whispering rebellious philosophy.
Swiftly lungeing into an upright position, telling myself
to listen.
Face all opposition, no matter the resistance.
There is no tomorrow, until you live through today.
Matter of opinion isn't really a matter at all.
Vanish the world and become enthralled with self.
No over the shoulder glances until destinated arrival.
Being alone, unsuccessful, and betrayed, comes with
the package.
Delivery need not be accepted, opt to refuse.
Self imported zeal reorders the path of one's own deliverance.
Lord, grant me the strength to accept the things I cannot
change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom
to know the difference.
Now I lay me down to sleep, reassured I will claim my victory.