Long Darkish Poems
Long Darkish Poems. Below are the most popular long Darkish by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Darkish poems by poem length and keyword.
We live in a world of diverse voices
With each one open to make their choices,
We share one unique planet, blue and round,
Yet shines of lasting peace are seldom found.
From tiny sparks of some wild woeful words
Sprouts seeds of spiny vines and fighting herds
That fomented by some greedy wishes
Turn to wars that burn and sprinkle ashes.
Yet a ray of hope gleams, a fragile light,
To dispel darkish shadows of the night
As peace rests not outside, but within us
And just waits to be ignited with trust.
If with grace, we ignite this inner light,
Scan the depth of ourselves, with much delight,
A serene, shining stream will greet our eyes,
A stream that reflects divine peace from high.
Peace should not be the far dream of a few
But an ideal, a gem, ever true,
The passionate pursuit of every soul
A goal that ever needs to remain whole.
It is an end that is worth attaining
As its pursuit renders life worth living
In wild winters as in soft summer shine,
At present as across the sands of time.
A straight sense of sincere serenity
Leading to dwell and grow in harmony
And prosper in every respect he can
Is what pursuit of peace confers to man.
Peace is like a still silent sparkling lake
Where folks can in liberty carve their fate,
Where man, fauna and flora can flourish
Where the charm of sweet tunes one can cherish.
Let us all pursue peace with dignity
To build a future world of harmony,
That for humanity will ever gleam
And hope will prevail amidst vibrant dreams.
BLUE FAIRY in BLUE HOLE
Large marine vertical cavern
or sink-hole as we learn
open to ocean-surface:
Great marvel no less,
nearly, roughly circular, in particular
appearing in darkish blue, amazing hue!
Spectacular Blue Hole in oceanic periphery.
High transparency of deep water stands,
entwined with white carbonate sand,
catching intense blue part of sun spectrum
sending dark blue reflection at random.
Blue Hole: Astounding charm.
Natural formation not a mystery.
Sinking into sapphire blue of your eyes
Great marvel no less
High transparency of depth in emotive urge
Astounding charm:
Blue lilac glaze reflecting natural amour: My Blue Fairy.
05/11/21
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 10
Contest by Mark Toney
Soiled sinners lecturing on the art of being pristine.
Innocents retreat to black pits and darkish seams.
God tucked away the red lantern and ivory ring.
Very few are rescued from the darkness within.
The good sheep are mixing gospel and fear.
Charlatans and sharks are circling in with shears.
Talking heads are in it for ratings and attention.
Town criers' race-baiting for a vote once again.
Millions gorging on fish and blue-collar greens.
Very few are sowing; they're just takers of the seed.
The horizon is deeply rouged and roughened.
Nobody cares enough to balm it up or buff it.
Bloated children are crying out once again.
Cupboard and pantry are running very thin.
The lullaby and nursery rhymes are dulled.
So, one day they decided just to snuff them.
Black crows preening atop a thorny crown.
The curtain of humanity came crashing down.
Somewhere deep in the soul of a dead-end night.
Heaven was nailed to a neon, no vacancy sign.
Saint Peter packed it in without even saying goodbye.
“I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” (Spoken by Jesus) -John 8.12, NIV
**************************************************************
Igniting Divine Light
when the grim darkness of night
shrouds our life
and we know not
which path to tread
to reach our goal
when the mind is veiled with clouds
woven inside a spider`s web
and we know not
where lies our goal
when the spirit is at a low tide
driven by the pull of the moon
and we know not
which way to swim
when the soul is soiled
with dust from the filthy pathway
that everybody tramples on
and we know not
how to come out of the fix
When our life is in a horrible mess
concocted by a swirl of fateful events
and we know not
how to to make it turn around
It Is time to ignite
the light of faith in the divine
light of His love and mercy
through sacrifice of His Only Son
crucified for false heresy
flogged and buried in a dark tomb
by some vile men of lore
light glowing from Christ
risen from the tomb of darkness
to illuminate the path of His shepherds
and guide them to reams of brightness
light that dispels
the dullness of dark despair
to infuse trust and aspirations
inspire confidence
illuminate our path
our journey in life
light that cleanses the human heart
from the filth of sour hate and pride
ushers in joy to one and all
and disperses darkish clouds away
light of the hope of redemption
of man from evils and his sin
to the end goal of salvation
trough renewal of human soul
light of a distant dream
of peace and unity
of justice and liberty
of inclusion and fraternity
until eternity.
Two black eyes
On a sweet white face
Floppy ears that lie
Those ears actually taste
Algae is the most favourite place
With no arms
No tricks up their sleeves
Should they be on a farm?
Each looks like a sheep
If only they made a bit of cheese
To light their fire
They suck chloroplasts
Leaf sheep never tire
Photosynthesis gives them gas
Even without the sun’s sunny blast
Amazing you say
We must agree
And all shout hurray!
Photosynthesis under the sea?
An amazing feat for a slug so wee
Darkish water, stormy seas
Not a problem to be seen
The leaf sheep glow and glean
Pokey horns but they’re not mean
Wearing chlorophyll dresses in neon green
Not green with envy or jealousy
Not these hermaphrodites
Always with themselves lovey
Never a fight
Peace and love are always in sight
You will want to pet them
This most unlikely lot
But please don’t squeeze them
They will pop
They’re the size of a dot
Three truant scholars spending our sabbaticals
in crisp Colorado, we all re-read Walden,
dared to drink from streams so icy clear
the fish seemed suspended in mid-air.
Our flimsy nylon shelters shielded us
from what weather there was to worry on,
as summer slipped to autumn
and autumn waned winterward.
Four full years past we trekked those trails
through stands of timber frequented by fox,
by birds, by deer -- and by growling grizzlies.
We walked well-wooded hillsides
of mixed conifers and broadleaf.
In deep drafts we breathed the earthy air.
Now, when my son hugs his honey bear,
red-jacketed, black-button eyed,
I see the hellish maw, the bloodied claw,
of the darkish-brown raging beast
that tore off my arm and maimed
two sages, amid the yellow quaking aspen
where, yet, that gory grizzly ages.
In life’s rich, cascading waterfalls , they bathe!
Sun glistening on their tanned glorious skin.
If a rainshower,later, suddenly, their picnic ends,
They simply, smile, and rush to find a cozy inn!
They do not seek darkish thoughts.morose.
Neither write poetry, wherein life is all a joke.
Principled, people, in fine, feathered.prose.
Respectful,never profane ..maidens and blokes.
Unafraid women and men of earthly realities,
So bless them all as they create with eternal vigor.
Humble, no pretense to be a second Maimondedes.
Penning ever of gallantry and dauntless vigor!
DARK
Dark rule- Dark scenes
Hitler. Thriller.
Dark cell. Dark stay
in jail. in hell.
Evening Dark night.
Darkens. No light.
Dark play. Darkish
Betray. Malice.
Dark dream : Dark show:
Night mare. Shadow.
Dark bar, Dark thought
Choco. Ego.
Dark cloud. Dark Sun ,-
roars loud. Eclipse.
Dark days : More ! Dark
Shattered. Matter.
Dark death- Dark space
last breath. Void.
05/19/23
A Brian Strand Premier no. 1218
Sixth Place
Contest by Brian Strand
This is my gift to you
the rhythmic beating of my heart
this one and only heart
of which you are a part
This is my gift to you
the smile upon my face
and eyes that smile into yours
that make your heart race
This is my gift to you
I pledge to you all my love
and hold you in my soul forever
like a hand fits into a glove
This is my gift to you
all the colours of the rainbow that shine on a darkish day
reflected against the stoic mountains
in a very solom way
This is my gift to you
who has been the master by being
a vow of steadfastness, of love, and faith
and a vision of what we are truly seeing
This is my gift to you
the wanting of your spirit joining with mine
in a dance of ecstacy
that finds us both entwined.
“When we tread along the journey of life
Let`s roll up our sleeves and strive to survive.”-By Author
****************************************************************
Treading Along the Journey of life
When we tread along the journey of life
Never let darkish despair grip our mind
Ravage the sweet seamless fruits of our strife
Endanger the glow of our prior shine,
Rather roll our sleeves and strive to survive
Ready to burn midnight candles for time.