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Before my fallen wings I plead
Let me carry out this deed
Find a love in desperate need
Of a white knight on a steed
I already have a girl in mind
Are souls have met forever bind
Lost in chaos, torn in time
She is my melody for this rhyme
If you let me lover her now
I'll go into the lights shroud
Commiting no unspoken vows
Salvaging a princess leaving proud
In her unrest she might die
I feel compelled to save a life
There is no reason or a why
She can't be happy as a wife
A guarding angel I am to her
Send me to your beautiful earth
To enter a chance for rebirth
I am the remedy for this curse
I am speaking to the grim reaper
I need a miracle before I sleep sir
Letting you chase me creeper
Into the darkness ever deeper
Permit me to adjust my sails
Select a crew that never fails
Live through all the grails
Have a romance found in fairy tales
(her)He must be big and strong
Massive shoulders to carry on
The work that's hard and long
To keep me safe and right the wrong
I am sad to be like this
Crying moping and drawing a fist
To the sky, screaming a list
Of my problems little priss
Out of the shadows he came
Bearing white, massive the same
Hushing me to comfort and explain
His business here, also his name
(Angel)My name is Micheal a worrior man
Here to change your coarse of plan
Bestow upon you an awakening fan
That keeps alive with a tan
Escape with me out of this place
Hurry, run, lets make haste
You'll remain dignified and chaste
Where no one can hurt your darling face
We could live somewhere exotic
Live the dream with love erotic
Just be us, excluding the chaotic
To decline is said to be idiotic
Grab an extra shirt and pants
We'll leave right now, expose this chance
To take hold of something with a glance
Of humanity with a slight reminisce
(girl)Alright, we can go
Somewhere warm minus the snow
Sleeping by the fires glow
Seeing more than we know
Somewhere I can where a dress
Running wild without the stress
Enjoy having emotional sex
With a man big in the chest!
(Micheal)You have made the right choice
I admire your sweet tone of voice
The way you walk and your poise
This is our moment relax, rejoice!
To this day I do enclose
A vacation that I propose
You could wear little clothes
Pushing away all your foes.
Crushing and deystroying all your demons!
Courage
Beyond the still of the night
The unsettling air remains a breath of calm
From eyes enclose, welcoming the blinded sight
What more be life shall offer to come?
Time always travel unseen
Days simply vanishes away
Voices chanting, did I remember my illusive dream?
Or is my life a weightless feather, ready to sway?
No visions to visualize still
Dreams engifted perhaps, bears certain to be forgotten
Though much too close, much too surreal
I shall believe not to the extent to fathom
And I awaited for the night to pass
The deepest of isolation I can only surrender to
Out of love, out of loneliness I’m to outcast
This moment to miss her and to remain still a fool
Studying the figure in the mirror
I’m no doubt torn with an unfounded courage I lack
Should I be in riddance of this endeavor?
Must one recover and practice no longer the false pretentious act
Unnaturally, silence seems to whisper about
The room is more sinister and darker even
There is a soft chanting yet becomingly loud
And fear is all, accompanying this moment’s instant
{Blackness paints what once was before
I could see nothing yet blinded not to all
Those hungry eyes, bloodshot and dancing playfully
Them who chant the verses, strange but beautifully
They were the voices of children who sang among
Till almost deathening when came was then a complete calm
It was a mere moment, yet a moment was enough
Green and haunting, a pair of poison iris onto me he cast
And he spoke his voice I can only vividly remember
It was the voice from my dream that had kept me in bewilderment wonder
Just before I might strain to see the mystery beyond
The enigmatic encounter simply chooses to diminish along}
With the blacken fog cleared
I stand once more within my room
Entranced and crucified by fear
Am I ever to obtain tranquility all too soon?
It can only feel too evil
It wasn’t how tranquility can venture deep
Was it a calling perhaps from a befallen angel?
An angel to only the devil might seek
Disturbing and much too unbecoming
When struck me further was that the language I understand
Not only was it not just simply a dream
For what it said from its tongue, I knew what it meant
“Fear is a fire…
to temper courage and resolve
Be it desire
to quench the thirst for one’s unfounded lost”
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The Defiance
I feel this night to be stolen from me
This endless night when I’m sitting lone
Day by day, the ever quest is ever harder to see
Of a life to belong never mine… to own
From several weeks ago to only seem too soon
Were my days a helpless stray into the arms of night!
From a dawning Sun to share sorrows alike till a dusking moon
Should there ever be a tranquility to shed a sympathy light?
As remembered, the life of Alkaiya hangs upon a thread
Whether alive it be or death be claimed, remains unknown
With a future unseen, my thoughts were unwritten to be read
And I yearn for the fruits of The Ancients be rapidly sown!
Let there be tranquility to will, of this I pray
No matter the endless nights of places searched in vain
With age, were dreams dreamt much lesser towards everyday!
Might The Askance be of aid to deliver me once again?
Have I forgotten my bearings, my place in the world?
Have I forgotten the belated me, from a once life I live?
Did I remember my dreams with portals welcoming in swirl?
Are there no more of mystic evidence to once more believe?
And I enclose my eyes, envisioning a once moment before
Endearing the fabrics of time woven with melodic aria
However much of information I’m to congregate I’ll recall
Anything and everything I’ll do in sacrifice for Alkaiya
{And as I open my eyes to believe what I’m to see
Alkiaya is in my arms in distance hopes never to be
Is it a dream, simply a dream and nothing more?
If I am to blink my eyes, is the moment nevermore to recall?
And with tears to relent to, I’m to see the truth as true
Of concerns ingrain to forever dispose to never again feel
It is at this moment I’m to know how much she is to mean
If not to love, neither to hold, be perhaps what love can bring
I guess as long she’s alive and by my side, there is nothing more to ask for
And should the day be known when together in love, may well be meant so much more
In the meantime, Twit the Sylvan is already rejoicing in joy
Regaining once again, his special magical ability to annoy
Sylvius isn’t anywhere unfortunately, to share this occasion
A wonder for a Fallen as the hopes of The Ancients is in assurance
However is the future to unfold, my heart has taken a leap
To be entwined with Alkaiya as evidently she wills to speak}
God’s love is not a secret after all
His compassion never ceases to reign
granting eternal life midst mercy’s call
while supplying wondrous heavenly gain.
Along the Saviour’s love, surely divine
marked by pardon, always ready indeed
His forgiveness of sovereign design
brings repentance as heart from guilt is freed.
As the love of the Lord constantly glows
His faithfulness exudes radiant grace
manifesting abundant blessing-flows
that are for sharing against selfish brace.
Never a secret, since obviously bright
God’s love does shine well for mankind’s delight.
God’s love does shine well for mankind’s delight
expressing His goodness while bringing hope
vanquishing despair and gloom of sin-blight
with joy around reconciliation scope.
Exposing perfect care to the fullest
love from the Creator reaches each soul
drawing everyone to His blessings’ nest
through His gentle touch for fellowship goal.
Persistent to work for redemption bliss
love of the Almighty offers best gift
sure salvation from damnation’s abyss
paid by His sacrifice against hell’s rift.
God’s love, marked by longsuffering, so dear
reverberates sweet music to my ear.
Reverberates sweet music to my ear
is the genuine love bestowed by the Lord
melodious with kindness-message that’s clear
along generosity-practice chord.
That’s charity propped upon wisdom theme
building brethren for transformation leap
helping each one progress along love’s stream
as faith in the Saviour strengthens His sheep.
So may I pray for such love in my heart
to enclose me against greed, lust, and pride
conquering covetousness’ grievous dart
humbling myself before the supreme Guide.
This I declare, gratefully standing tall
God’s love* is not a secret after all.
*1John 4:9-10 In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent his only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through him. Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins.
August 1, 2023
9th place, "No 1233 New poem only" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 8/3/2023
10th place "Secret Love" Crown of Sonnets Poetry Writing Premiere Contest Sponsored by Mohan Chutani; judged on 8/17/2023
November 14 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 2Corinthians 5-7
Key Verse – 2Corinthians 5:1 For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY EARTHLINESS’ DISSOLVER
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to clothe me with Your divine immortality
Thank You that You assure me Your Word’s immutability
For my faith’s steadfast stability of unwavering certainty
When I appear before Your judgment’s verity.
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to persuade me to trust Your generous goodness
Thank You that You uphold me by Your precepts’ truthfulness
For my confidence-sobriety midst Your constraining lovingkindness
When I rise against flesh-inflicted weakness.
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to make me a new creature to enjoy Your green pasture
Thank You that You transform me by Your reconciliation-gesture
For my trespasses’ pardon with Your compassionate posture
When I confess to You my sins, aware of guilt puncture.
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to work through me by Your abundant grace
Thank You that You enclose me within Your salvation’s succouring embrace
For my honour’s good report in terms of patience along life’s race
When I behold Your beauty against pride’s trace.
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to comfort me with Your triumphant rejoicing
Thank You that You cheer me along my heartfelt praising
For my attitude’s straightening and bad motives’ cleansing
When I obey You sincerely, separating from rebellion’s cursing.
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to mold me in Your holiness-perfection
Thank You that You strengthen me to combat filthiness and corruption
For my life’s boldness in fighting carnal disposition
When I submit to Your power toward servanthood action.
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to uphold me by Your revival zeal
Thank You that You protect me well so frustration I can’t grievously feel
For my joy’s refreshing gladness and exuberance-deal
When I come before You in prayer every time I humbly kneel.
May 31 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 52-56
Key Verses – Psalm 52:1 … Why boastest thou thyself in mischief, O mighty man? the goodness of God endureth continually.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY ENDURING GOODNESS
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
pacing me along Your righteous settlement
Thank You for Your pacifying my carnal tongue by Your holiness-engagement
Packing me inside Your abundance of bountiful contentment…
Please make me a fruitful tree in Your blessings’ endowment.
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
painting me with Your beautiful pardon midst corruption
Thank You for Your paralyzing my filthy attitude with Your healing sanction
Partnering with me by Your cleansing toward my sanctification…
Please restore me with the joy of Your salvation.
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
perfecting me with Your transforming might
Thank You for Your performing in my fervent prayer and supplication’s plight
Permitting me to seek after You midst oppressing unbelief-caused fright…
Please help me stick to Your truth, desiring divine wisdom’s insight.
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
picking me up from my sin-hiding
Thank You for Your piercing my deceitful heart with Your Word’s attending
Piloting me against doubts of skepticism-ascending…
Please keep me from wilderness’ wanderings by Your guarding.
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
planting me in Your sweet counsel
Thank You for Your placing my grand future in Your dwelling’s eternal castle
Propping me with Your deliverance-triumph despite any hassle…
Please draw by Your sustaining assurance-epistle.
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
powering me with Your mercy
Thank You for Your propelling my conviction with Your fighting urgency
Prodding me to trust You with faithful consistency…
Please enclose me in Your clemency.
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
preserving me midst my iniquity
Thank You for Your prevailing over my stubbornness by Your sovereignty
Preventing me from doubting and being afraid of uncertainty…
Please deliver me from falling because of insecurity.
May 31, 2023
When I write, it's as though my thoughts become the words that shift into armor as they ascend from the depths of my mind and safely enclose me. The pen, clenched in my hand acts as my sword. The paper, my shield. Through written words I can affirm, assert, even dominate. Through written words, I can express everything I am afraid to say out loud.
Spoken words bring with them vulnerability. I have not my sword or shield to defend or hide behind. Standing face to face with him I bite my lip and look to the ground with a nervous giggle. "What's on your mind?" he asks. Oh how I wish I could tell him. I shake my head and lean into his sturdy chest as he wraps his arms securely around me. My voice box declines a response yet my brain has already begun composing the next great symphonic masterpiece.
The way that piece of hair flops over your forehead in the morning, is on my mind. That little divot you get between your eyebrows when you begrudgingly realize it's time to get up. The grogginess in your eyes that search for me next to you in the morning. The deep breath you take before rolling over to kiss me, and the raspiness when you say, "good morning beautiful".
I look into your piercing grey eyes and I am lost. Lost in a day dream of waking every day to those same eyes for the rest of my life. For seeing my future, our futures together. Starting our days like this every day. Preparing your black coffee and breakfast for you as you shower. Looking on in disgust as you ruin my perfectly good eggs with your addition of ketchup and hot sauce.
Moving to the bathroom we both get ready for our days. Your compulsion to hold a conversation with me while you brush your teeth makes me laugh as I try to understand your peppermint mumble. I watch as you force in your contacts even though you prefer to just wear your glasses. I take a moment to admire the sight of you.
On your way out the door, you tell me you love me. I hesitate. There it is. That fear of vulnerability. For when I say it back the power is yours to either make me so immensely happy, or to absolutely crush me. So I smile and tell you to have a great day. To let me know when you get to work safely. It's my own coded way of saying I love you in response.
Holograms and hieroglyphs
The whole weighs heavily
touched caressed lightly
brushed on feather canvass
granite marble marvellous papyrus
innocence rejuvenated
partial and impartial
Chiselled in and out
of comprehension angled
layered facets facts
subjective trueness
ciphered and deciphered
Snow flakes teardrops
ink on paper hailing crystals
pastel rainbows thunderbolts
and blind pitch black darkness
tell the story weathered lives
Freedom torrent lightening
anxious reproduction
wholesome holes concatenations
metaphoric mosaic translates
picturesque ‘holos’ trying to emerge
Vertex vortex on horizons
told untold forgotten
and beyond beheld
diagonal a-synchronicity
discovered spoken written
felt and never once complete
Lyric lasers beaming densely
condensation compromised
at the cutting edge of aural light
lacking graphic clarity
eluding synthesized illusion
Once we decipher unconventional
primal prismatic re-reflections
meanings life calligraphy
inscriptions narrative conceptions
we enclose and liberate
the hologram that seems to be
Infinite eternity of scripts
encrypted systems
webs of life’s distortions
fragmentation truth reality
paint the picture of
conflicting contradictions
making sense constructions
lithographic mystery
moulded into understanding
Holograms are limited to
the scope of three dimensions
tending mind and body soul
complementing contrasts
hollow narrow depth untold
Burrowed in words rational
irrational emotions rationale
defence deflections oppressed
repression incarceration
loose out transitional
transcriptions miss the point by far
the bigger picture yet emerging
uncertain clarity sculpted
in hieroglyphic excavation
Carving holy boundless beauty
with the fourth dimension
of subjective sense perception
and the changing timeless
flowing circuit circus artwork
in the making reading writing
on the imaginary wall of life
over and above the hologram
engraved in fallacies
arrests of real unreal reality and
strikes the balance never known
of what is and only seems to be
22th May 2016-05-22
Contest entered: Holograms and Hieroglyphs
somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands e.e. cummings
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" LV means Love"
contrasting winds which carried particles
of who we used to be
circled and settled. to fold into one
...becoming us...
that you are me...and i am you..
two hearts, one sun, one moon, that built a love
where twists and bends, would melt into one,
where eyes can't see where threads connect;
a solid rock, yet soft as feathers
where I can come to lay my head
and cast away the darkest day, the cruelest night
never will we understand
the shifts and strains of wayward winds
that whirl, and pound on fate's own door
the knowing why is not what counts, what matters deeply more...
is when I reach my hand to touch
this vaporous thing...impossible to define
where mortal words can not explain
nothing to see, nothing to touch,
just the faint breath of us
a dream, not myth....that final sleep cannot erase....
so sure this breath of life we share
is reason enough, that we are here
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For Joann's Contest "Copy Cat" My poem inspired by e.e. cummings poem LVII
Ànd I thought to myself how I do, stand within astonishing disbelief
When I behold once more the manifestation of his maligned and malignant face....
Like somehow viewing an apparition appearing, before the gates of grace
Disguisingly vague; behind these darkened window panes, of his masquerade!?
Boldly splithering his splather of finely prepared, to grasp and take
The dissolvings stirred within these tampered views; always splattered
Amongst the disheveled discomforts propelled, upon the discordant humans race....
While slowly lifting his cartoonish covert mask, of reasons entangled
From upon his identities truth, of revealings cardinal carcass face?!
Stepping from the glass profound to present this jagged crown
Hidden, beneath these broken edges of his fallaciously glittering, malnutritioned smile
And, malicious is his name....
As he enters through the secret side doors pathway
Now, seperated from its hinges which once held his presence bound?
Reaching forth to expose these sharpened pointed nails
Extending, from his pentagrams petrified and gray ghost hands
To cast these crossbones upon the scarlets floor, of vaporings, soon to be chance....
No longer but a myth anymore; written beyond the pages of his mysticals lore!
Slowly, crossing these barriers of the realmistics gates unknown
Which were somberly and bitterly, not long ago, once foretold?
And while as these impious implosions of what shall soon commence
Intwine themselves within the webs of this worlds lost, and without defense
"Crimson and clovers, over and over;" omens, towards a time wastedly, spent!
Gazing beyond the reflections now; as I stand amid these wonderous tides....
Beyond the horrors which shall proceed and yet encompass; enclose; his fateful face
Suddenly appearing vague no more; these curtains which do cover, his darkened windows
day
Crossbones cast upon the scarlets floor; burning pages, once thought to be lore!?
That called him throughout the centuries, millenniums, and more
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"Malicious' father"
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