Long Deny Poems
Long Deny Poems. Below are the most popular long Deny by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Deny poems by poem length and keyword.
Looking at people who are damaged in different ways,
As a mirror that is dropped, broken never the same though a few try.
Broken the pieces that are all there, never can fit as once before.
Impulsive though we are directed by some into the wall knowing
The wall to them is not there.
There are problems in a child's home that you are to blind to see,
Hungry, dirty unkept, ignored by the people like you.
Feral we some at a young age have become, being autistic you never
Knew until I came out and told you.
Being good with numbers at a young age I never was interested in being
An accountant.
So the State covers their ass and tries to deny that you ever existed.
Even though at a much older age, they still tell you lies and seeing right
through
Them, then they get angry and try to use your disability to make you mad
So they can then threaten you with going to jail or even worse some filthy
Mental hospital.
We whom have survived the terrible thing's that have taken the lives of all of
The others,
Makes the few who went to school to become emeshed in the lives of the few
Left alive to cause one more harm then lable you as a wandering mind detached
from
Reality and cull through the few left alive.
Shattered we hide and go to great lengths to remain hidden with out a voice
Or the money to buy one.
We who are the few whom are still alive end up using the pieces from a
different
Broken mirror trying in vain to fix our own unseen by you trying our best not
to give up.
As Emily has said to live without hope trying to fix the wing of a bird that
one holds in
Thier hand that has long since died and shattered though I am I cannot see.
I only loved you because I still love you,
In the hushed hours when night embraces day,
A silent longing, unspoken and true,
Yet shadows dance where our hearts used to play.
Your absence, an ache that refuses to wane,
A bittersweet torment, etched deep in my soul,
The remnants of love, like whispers in rain,
Haunting my thoughts, an unfinished cajole.
Each passing moment, a yearning unmet,
Echoes of your touch, a soft fading sigh,
I loved you, I love you, forever beset,
In memories entwined, unable to deny.
Fragile dreams we wove, a tapestry worn,
Lost in the labyrinth of what could have been,
Yet, my heart, against reason, is still torn,
For loving you, my love, is a constant, serene.
In the vast expanse of time and space,
My heart's compass leads me back to your grace,
I only loved you, and I still love you,
Forever entangled, in love's eternal hue.
Judged an outstanding member of your community,
Only shows how erroneous some people can be!
How were you getting away with all that for so long?
Neighbors not suspecting you doing those things so wrong?
What horror transpired when they found that evidence;
All those bodies found buried under your residence!
You engaged in clandestine homosexual acts;
Nefariously murdered and can’t deny those facts
Exemplary of evil in those killing attacks!
Guilty as charged on all thirty-three counts you were found;
All victims’ families pain and suffering abound.
Capital punishment was not good enough, no doubt!
Your lethal injection death was your easy way out!
I am not expressing my personal opinions on controversial subjects such as the
death penalty or anything else here. This is just my first attempt at an acrostic
poem that was written in 2004 on the tenth anniversary of Gacy's execution.
You fulfill my fantasies…
You were like a trillion trees,
Blowing in the blessed breeze
You fulfill my delicacies
You turned the cold shoulder…
And I got as hard as a boulder
Your blushing matched with my funky red pants
Falling in love with sorrow – it’s a single dance
Tell me to never let it go…let you go……
Because I am guilty for you, you know?
I’m like a river,
Always flowing
I’m like a flower,
Always growing
Feeling lower and lower
Waiting for the break of dawn
I’m as scared as ever
Don’t say “whatever”…
I can never go back to feeling down...
I will smile instead of frown…
Waiting for the eternal dusk –
That’s something I can’t deny
You fill me up with love and happiness
Y9u lift me up, though I’m totally madness
I’m not over you
I’m not over you yet
I’m not over you
Can’t stand feeling regret
I’m like a river,
Always flowing
I’m like a flower,
Always growing
I’m like the sun,
Always glowing…
I’m having fun,
Even if it’s not showing
I’m as weak as a fall leaf
I’m like an Hawaiian reef…
I’m an ocean…
Feel my emotion…
I need some relief
From this awful grief…
I hope it is brief…
Brief…
I’m like a river,
Always flowing
I’m like a demigod,
Almost all-knowing
I’m like the sky,
Feeling higher and higher –
That’s something I can’t deny
Yonder hills
are covered with an array of flowers,
we may only see this once
when our eyes are neither closed nor open.
Those far trees are as green as the sea
when the sun is low in the water,
or perhaps
beneath the sea-green
they are
as multihued as any rainbow.
We perceive only
their imperfect reflections -
eyes deceive and the world
is upside down.
All mountains are aquamarine blue
whether covered in ice or not,
this we may want to be true
or deny,
yet truth is a glimpse into a window
that we first must open.
Unfortunately, we have long since
painted this world,
with a blind artists brush.
Vision comes
when the light of the mind
is brighter than that which is seen.
Significant layers given
Yet they were kept hidden
We are left to believe
The best has yet to be seen
Destroying all barriers of hate
Replacing love at the gate
Healing our cries
We are given the effort to try
The Lord will not deny
What few men have tried to hide
Displayed on the big screen
Which all have seen
False Gods
Reasons we were at odds
Sins of forgiven trust
Still he believes in us
A just and proud nation at our side
Fear not to close your eyes
He sorted through the lies
God has a plan and he revised
Believe in oneself and seek for help
For nobody will ever be displayed on a shelf
Voices to make a difference
Advance without vengeance
You will be given your entrance
No such thing as unloved
For we hold the pattern of love
See through the seams
Reach for your dreams
Take action for what is right
Make kindness be our fight
Fist of fury he will forgive
If we learn how to live
Given a fresh start
For we must lead it with heart
Raising the ceiling
When we evoke the power of healing
(10/01/11)
Life gets me to wonder, life gets me to think
Am I losing my mind, am I on the brink.
So many questions that enter my mind every day
I think hard about one , and the rest seem to fade away.
Once I find the answer then to the next level I will go
It’s amazing - how god lets us know.
Every question and every answer is a step
That we must climb - and we’ll continue to do this
Till the end of our time.
We will always have questions - that’s why
God gave us a mind.
Knowledge is power on that I don’t deny.
But there are more questions than any of us care to admit
And when we can’t answer them - we surely catch a fit.
Questions about health , love , work , religion
Just to name a few - this list goes on
What are we supposed to do.?
Wear your odd socks with pride,
No need for them to, in your gumboots hide,
Of funny looks, I don't give a darn,
As I can spin a good yarn.
Is it better to have odd socks,
Or no socks?
That is the question,
You should be asking about your odd sock situation.
Is it worth disrupting your household,
And putting hugs on hold,
All for fear of a laugh at your expense
Which makes no sense,
When the odds are high
That others too, will have a pair of odd socks to deny.
I wear my odd socks with pride,
As I see no need to hide,
My socks are odd,
When I look around
And see so many odd things that still astound.
Dear Father who loves us from on high,
I come to Thee seeking a reply,
Thy grace has been in ample supply,
I thank Thee for that, You've heard me cry,
Yet there are unanswered prayers, why?
I know I'm not perfect, no, not I,
Still I come as I am, don't deny,
Forgive my misgivings, dry my eye,
Hear my request, on Thee I rely,
You are my refuge, You rule the sky!
My soul knots only You can untie,
To my heart's one desire, please comply,
You alone can give, I can but try,
My tears have grown wings, to Thee they fly,
Dear Lord, acknowledge my wounded sigh!!
{When waiting on the Lord turns us weary}
A Dove, an Eagle or a Turkey, a symbol of a nation
By
Kevin L Fairbrother
What could be the symbol of a rich and powerful Nation?
Known as the United States of America
Could it be the bird of prey, or the dove of peace?
Maybe it’s the Turkey you have at a feast
For America is known as the land of the free
Free to kill and maim, free to downcast its people
Free to deny medical help or help the many homeless
Therefore the Dove won’t help until there is peace and harmony
A great country but sadly many of its people obese
Fast food, easy access to sugar and a fast life style
Means many eat and have big meals on the run
So my guess is that the Turkey is off the plate
Throughout history in wars, wild weather, fires and flood
There has been a powerful Eagle watching from above
So my choice for a bird symbol to unite America
Is the formidable Bald Eagle so powerful and yet so free