Long Digressed Poems
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i'm in prison
no chance of
a prism or early
out for good
behavior
it seems like
years or at least
a month or a week
but maybe just a few
days that have passed
looking at
the X's on
my wall i
etched by
myself and
lost my time
lost time and
again losing
my mind that
that was never
quite right so
i must read back
my own lines in this
poem to realize i was
writing about the total
lack of
sunshine
only rain and
cloudy days but
there is no such thing
as climate
change but
i've digressed
from the fact that
the sun hasn't shone
and so without
my sunshine
through rain and
mist it will never
come come
a time
where i
will able
to see a
rainbow
Form:
Covert Opportunities
The Council covered the bridge in diagonal meshing not be trashed
Too many souls had digressed from the path into now hidden depth
No more signs ‘No diving of the flyover into the poisonous water’
They were taking no chances into the fast slump of crude liability
Now downtrodden venturers had to complete a full rigorous circle
Jump into the current hold on to some concrete climb upwards
Towards the underbelly of solid traverse and covert adversity and
Only then take the leap surge into free fall of a final conclusion
Crushing descent was at once relegated to the Harbour Authority who
Now took the blame and had to harvest the bodies nevertheless
With indecision rode abreast
Intended path becomes digressed
Old age accompanies us soon
Protected from sway of heart's swoon
Independent flag flown above
Declares no use for fickle love
Closure wraps webs, unspent calyx
Composts in forgotten paddocks
Extension as petals erupt
Resilient haughty's harsh disrupt
Crumbles robot disposition
Gives passion due permission
Held out is your hand to delve in
Wafting musk man wax firm terpene
Growth emergence drifts adjacent
Inhaled fragrance fresh placement
Dangled now upon my doorstep
Taking the chance, you endorsed it
Stainless steel crumpled, heart on tap
Safety reigned, your care eclipsed that
Ready to bloom in love splendid
Softness of Libby now rendered
Able to lay guard down, submit
Spread open desire soul permits
27th September
8 Syllables
She knelt dead alive,
Praying off strive...
While she still thrive,
To bail out hell and revive-
What trying couldn't survive,
For blessings to arrive.
She hoped for life,
To live as one's wife,
But her lone strife
Stabbed her with knife.
Only in her dream- fife
Sounds cum wedding afterlife.
She never stop the stress,
To seeking home; love impress...
For life to continually progress,
But her urgency got tastes oppressed
While ego gradually digressed,
What love can't comprehend when expressed.
One thing in life we don't know,
Love is meant for everyone to sow,
Life and self importance that grow...
Light to live than blindly flow
In haste that useless urges tow...
Lost life and became her own foe!
Wems Henry Temmy Psalm 83
Darkness darkened atmospheric blue to at most 95? I suggest
At least there is always a clue to a path of light darkness can't arrest
Sound's symphony can't beat its echo no matter how loud
So will the sky not be fully darkened to blackout the cloud
How time will never get to the zenith of every handed crime
Unless it doesn't live in document accessible enough to sublime
No matter how, there is always a fact unknown to be let out
Just like the sport players' qualities cant be all open to a scout
We see with diverse mind and reason with varied eyes
At the surface, beyond it and in-between its melting pointwise
Is that a song to take to heart wooing worries cum forgiveness?
Or you are just been much of thinking without assertiveness
For reasonable ideology wont take away exposition
Quality enough to make do with in this dispensation
Rather than taking alcoholic enduring doctrine considerably
That doesn't trend with modernity in which we live intolerably
In stupidity for them who do not have our interest
Doing same but complaining we have really digressed
Norms they downloaded into our own blessed system
Growing by it has been growing over time weird spams
Knowing how low NO trace matter of less regard
In the hands of sense smartly keeping calm not to lose guard
Forging happiness signature on freedom paper
Nailing enticing scenes promoting the tease in time as wallpaper
Putting sense in place of noble spirit dealing all round
In a cool warning tone before beats would snatch the sound
Confuse in colourful scenario caging reasoning on what to stand for
To bless the shallow sense in its short reflection to the core
See how sense packaged sin in most hearts
Only few hands caress the fastened days troubles a rare arts
Night comes to relieve morning duty's pain,
That surely dissappear when down to bed
Before dawn announce its recurrent chain...
Time binds me with; keeps lightly, heavy head.
I wonder how smooth,
Sometimes the day runs...
Which ought be hectic,
But grace covers up.
Like chaff in the wind, worrying lost its place
To calm silence, ease promotes on my chest.
How soon it disappeared without bare trace;
Its roaring disturbance been laid to rest.
Faith's weapon does soothe
With easiness, stuns...
Yet seems electic
To redeem up.
Pride in money; love in trust, both ends hell.
Mark of respect; beast of lust, both marks vain.
For none without permission dare runs well,
Even when passion leads any off pain.
Keep growing through past,
Fighting speech's freedom...
When law blinds justice,
To stage caring heart.
Peace surely heals; war is ever wounded.
Right never fall; wrong stands per chance lay down...
When courage digressed, fairly bounded
Tears ever end gratitude- ingrate clown.
While growing real fast,
A matured forum;
Right-wrong armistice,
Tears not such apart.
On God I mask my s, defeats and wrong.
In him I have found deep love, joy and cheers
Despite how much more sins I hide in song...
He never forsake to forgive my tears.
Oh, my feelings shout!
What my wrongs ought spoil,
His grace mask throughout...
Each day doubt paints toil.
Hallelujah
Life’s enveloped, digressed and got old
Memories are fading even against my hold.
Years have flown by oh so fast
It’s a pity I couldn't make them last.
16 I was innocent and sweet
17 wasn't good to me
18-19 saw me grow
20 I decided to make my own
21-23 saw me party, lie and cheat
24 I began to get weak
25 work took over
I knew my party days were over
I got a degree amongst all the fun
I began to outshine every one
A proper job set for life.
My mid -20’ s now I must survive
26 I settled down
I had a 2 bedroom flat and job to hold down
27 life became a mess
Life and love began to give me stress
28-have you not been told?
All my dreams and hopes were sold
A downward spiral I did take
God made me pay for every mistake
So here I sit on the eve of 29
I wonder what stories here I will find
But whether it be rain or shine
29, it is time…………
So in the distance I hear them sing
Happy birthday…lets join in
29 is here, let’s all cheer
…………….Have a happy birthday dear.
What Makes a Friend
By Franklin Price
9/20/2014
What makes a friend I thought today
As I was lying half awake
Thinking of the friends I have
They are a lot for goodness sake
The best I married she's a sight
Don't have to look she's at my side
Through thick and thin she's always there
My partner in life's awesome ride
Without good friends what would life be
Both old and new they fill the mind
Some far away but close at heart
In memories not hard to find
I have digressed from title here
Do not yell and do not curse
For friends help ease a jumbled world
To make things better when they are worse
Out of the woodwork they appear
As if by magic if we're in need
Don't have to ask the offer's there
Please let me help oh yes indeed
The offer's made and if a friend
No expectation of return in kind
If you're a friend the return is there
If they are ever in a bind
Friendship's not a one way street
At least it isn't meant to be
It works both ways and when it's right
I'm there for you and you for me
To have a friend just be a friend
To all you meet along the way
And hope that when they speak of you
I have a friend is what they'll say
Another Day's Upon Us
By Franklin Price
7/13/2018
Another day's upon us
It's the thirteenth of July
Another bad luck Friday
Did you ever wonder why?
Paraskevidekatriaphobia
If you fear it it's name
Derived, as usual from the Greek
How psychiatrics play the game
Friggatriskaidekaphobia also
Norwegian goddess is to blame
In English she's the reason
She's where Friday got it's name
But I've digressed as usual
Where is this bad luck coming from?
I'm now about to tell you
Did not start this poem for fun
If you want a modern reference
Read “The Da Vinci Code”
The Knights Templar unlucky
As they traveled down the road
Friday, October thirteenth
Thirteen oh seven was the year
The Knights Templar were arrested
By the king of France, oh dear!
It wasn't lucky for the knights
Off came their heads with sword
That Friday was unlucky
More than the the knights then could afford
If you wonder where I found this
Well I found it on the net
Wikipedia was the source
I Google searched it, you can bet
If interested you should go there
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