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Looking for a car, fair to presume
Brownie points for value I assume
I've got the ideal car for whom
Promises never a day of gloom
Perfectly loaded for bride and groom
From the mirror dangles a heirloom
Plenty room in case of baby boom
Gargantuan trunk can store a broom
With your supply of Fruit of the Loom
Itty bitty gas it does consume
You'll never notice a single fume
Comes with that built-in new car perfume
Ever so convenient in our combe
Parks itself into your livingroom
So come to my office to resume
I'll gladly make you some elbowroom
Let me clear off the desk move the bloom
So away you can sign with my plume
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on February 12, 2018 for contest POETRY IN MOTION sponsored by KIM RODRIGUES - RANKED 2ND
Runaway bride
Scare at her face, beauty in a wedding dress,
At first sight her sparkle could impress,
Knocked late night as I opened the door,
Harried into the house and sat on the floor,
Tears rolling down her eyes, she was in pain,
Parents marrying her off for selfish gain,
Asking for a shelter, she bitterly wept,
That whole night closer to me she slept,
Should I call her parents and explain?
Or let her lover wipe away her pain ?
Morning sun had so much in store,
Her life, I could only offer help to restore,
For a court marriage both of them did opt,
I helped them, engaged a lawyer prompt,
A cheer on their face I still remember,
Zest to live life together, in hearts burnt an ember,
A fortnight hardly and headlines to my shock,
Their bodies were found dead on the dock,
Their only crime was to hurt the family pride,
Honour killing for the groom and runaway bride!
Had I informed the parents, would they be still alive ?
Ponder now, But that time I felt I was doing so right !
August 28th, 2014
Poet- Dr. Upma A. Sharma
For contest ' When doing wrong feels so right' by Jared Pickett
Written: January 12, 2025, For contest Sponsored by: Brian Strand
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Colored earth
lies in fragmented bits
gold and silver
just out of reach
acid obsessions,
our souls leach.
Transience of fame
ephemerality of
human existence
provoke a
poignant admission~
of forgetfulness. . .
Endless craving
leads to fits
we desire what
lies beyond the glass
crystalline dreams
soon turn to brass.
This underscores
transient nature
of personal memory
& impact beyond lifetime
intensifying emotional weight
it declares universal truth
of inevitable fading
& human goals significance.
Out of reach
is cold glitz
gems sparkle
with deceiving light
while riches
bear to flight
Dreadful dinotherium—
a world of awe,
indented as a saw
it could hardly fail
or poorly flail
when we slid
and tumbled
Fossils emerge;
we were born to walk —
stay close; never stray~
Mining delusions
uncovers depths
into gloom,
our hopes fall
chains of rescue
remain beyond recall
Lost in searching
our wits
blind us to love
by our side,
treasures
magnified
LOVE LETTER by James Edward Lee Sr.
C-My name is Meow and I am a calico cat now
C-And I am not ashamed to say I'm in love with a dog wow!
C-Covered in maimed I shall rise
C-This handsome pooch comes over licks me on my face and eyes
D-My name is Bow Wow and I'm a golden receiver, yeah I'm fine
D-And I'm not ashamed to show and tell the world I luv you
C-I'm a feline and I am also glad to announce that too are mine
D-Come on here little kitty, let me share my shoe wit ya, ma Boo!
D-I'm writing you this love letter
D-With my pen in paw I'm sayN I love my kitten
D-We shall hang out on the couch
D-I may even for you catch you a mouse
D-I will not be "ruff" with you
D-I'll share bouncing balls and twine and strings
D-You're the cat's meow, my darling
C-And Bow Wow you too are my boo
D-I love you so Meow
D-Your my Calico kitten
C-I love more Bow Wow
C-Your my dog chowder
D-Love you more than Blue Diamond or Purina
D-I will not be "ruff" with you
D-I'll share bouncing balls and twine and strings
C-You're the cat's meow, my darling
C-And Bow Wow you too are my boo
C-Purrr, purr, and your not barking up the wrong tree
C-I am truly in love with you
D-Come on over so we can chase
D-So when we're done we can embrace
D-I'm writing you this love letter
D-With my pen in paw I'm sayN I love my kitten
D-We shall hang out on the chough
D-I may even for you catch you a mouse
C-This is our story let me relinquish
C-I will give you a lick
C-(this is how we kiss)
D-Catch me if you can betcha can't catch me
C-When I climb this tree
D-Come here kitten
D-Read my love letter
Vocal written letter
C-Cat
D-Dog
11/05/17
FOR CONTEST: Love Letter
Sponsored by: Viv Wigley
Yesterday's joys
Dancing to the tunes of destiny, as if we are toys,
Today's yearning, is lost yesterday's joys,
A cascade of memories that ever last,
Can't forget wonderful moments of the past !
Carefree attitude and joy of tender mischiefs,
Conflicts with teachers and innocent beliefs,
When parents used to pacify our fears,
and siblings used to exploit our tears,
Competitive spirit of dare with friends,
Love and care that was well in trends,
Reminisce those days of secret meets,
Starry nights and the dreamy cheats,
Introspect those days of when and why,
subtle joys are alive though yesterday is gone by !
Written November 2nd, 2014
For contest 'Pick up a title' by Isaiah Zerbst'
Resourceful - conjuring bulk from brain brew
Remorseful - predictable poetry, spirit sinking
Perception - radically alters the same view
Pareidolia - open gate self driven thinking
Eradicate - enclosure - thwart cliche profanity
Enigma - drifts in layers of conciousness
Hallucinate - haunts the bridge adjoining sanity
Hypothosise - solidify vapour responsiveness
Fabricate - concocted charade materialised
Fantasy - unreal ideas give desperate relief
Establish - beyond bounds to tantalise
Erroneous - concealed, reveals new belief
Rampant written critters eat readers' expectations
Sabre tooth tigers exude from woodgrain exuberantly
Thumping words stir rainbow disco illumination
With sage persuasion, topic prospers convincingly
Slices of vivid visuals leave consumer inflicted
Scenarios spring suddenly, scorch on impact
Rage and rapture entwine, rapid zig zag ballistic
Buffed poem friction, grazed reader attacked
Written: 29th July 2020
Submitted for Contest: Pareidolia Poem
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
Breaking free from collusion
A watch tower stands tall a look out in the circular prisons
surrounded by wardens laying down prescriptions and rules
with us in the centre fragmented in dead ends and schisms
mirrored glass no one inside we internalise as obedient fools
At the gate high walls conscience barriers and road blocks
imagined barbed wire where we pay fines in constant delusion
monitored in constriction we fail to walk outside of that box
abide by dogma norms lack vision to approach our confusion
Afraid of cul de sacs dead ends stop signs for individual drive
we halt and abide arrested immobilised for society’s sake
accept torturous certainty admit to all guilt and as we shrive
cannot distinguish from needs what is causing us mind ache
Roundabout’s exits guarded by our very own straight jackets
we spin around like puppets on strings to our master’s delight
The ‘panopticon’ demands obedience and we cannot attack it
for lack of conviction rebellion introspection rigorous insight
Unless we break free from chains of what others demand
disregard our dreams our beauty default on individual virtue
the road ends at a four way stop where forever we stand
disunited abolished forgotten and constant imagined taboo
4th January 2017
Written for contest: At the end of the road
Written: June 3rd, 2025, For Contest By: Constance la France
Quote: "Age cannot wither it, nor custom stale Its infinite variety."
- William Shakespeare
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Warm sun butterscotch sand kisses the feet,
Salted air and layered hands settle into the seat.
Rather than striving for virtue, we are sinful,
We don't sing in the tone of a seraphic tinsel.
The sin-corrupted love of life fades within,
To recover what is lost forever, self-love spins.
Despite the onset of a passionate bond,
Losing all hope in a catastrophic respond.
The last rays of optimism are dwindling away,
Withering into oblivion as the ropes sway.
A delusion needs to be held further too long,
As the waking world feels steadily wrong.
A decrepit fable may not seem so immense,
That it might be liable to incur the expense.
Ensuring my well-being and mental calm,
But the dream has to stop, despite the qualm.
There’s no escaping this nightmare,
Or the excruciating pain that it may spare.
At times, we behave completely insane,
Thinking no one is around to complain.
We might appear to sport a cool demeanor,
As still being trustworthy, or so it seems clearer.
We cross the street in the middle of the block,
Reluctant to take the extra step or walk.
Many of us mislead when we speak, as is clear,
Avoiding eye contact and looking into the sphere.
Erect a grand tower to replace the decayed,
We're all in the gutter, yet some see stars displayed.
Porcelain eyes and fragile smiles
So disillusioned
Gone the days of glorious ambition
When I stood tall
Fire in my eyes
God knows I’ve made mistakes
Some more naïve than others
Some less forgivable than others
I really thought I’d be young forever
Till one day I watched the last of my dreams
Drift idle from my grasp
Like my last coloured balloon
And the string way out of my reach
It was then that I knew
I had gambled my freedom
And lost
I had sold my soul
For someone’s empty dreams and promises
I’d been cheated and defeated
Broken just like my illusions
Again empty and shattered
I had lost it all
Just a shadow of dignity left to build on
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on October 23, 2017 for contest DEEP AND DARK II sponsored by LAURA LOO - RANKED 1ST
Energy found its way through the rigorous
rigamarole of trial and error of those persistent
like the Wright Brothers, the Curies, or Thomas
Edison, and others. The close failures were consistent.
At the time, based on their hypothesis
that it will benefit all living-kind existent.
Yet they were all clueless to the vigorous
negativity that their inventions will be hell-bent.
The electric chair, countless deaths by accidental
electrocution, then the military plane that dropped
the atomic bombs, first on Hiroshima's citadel
by using devices onboard for their best opt
to maximize deaths. Also, Nagasaki being critical.
The Atomic bombs were both propped
with radioactive properties that were essential.
Ergo, good and bad are clarified when mopped.
Since the beginning of human history,
entropy played a significant part
that affected borderlines, racial sophistry
another open flesh wound of the heart
as fanatism occupied and warped the symmetry
of religion and segregates, faiths impart
brained the clueless first via chemistry
until Tsar Bomba took the chart.
The atmospheric conditions are codependent
with temperature. Barometric condition affects
weather and health that are both consistent
as one trails a single value that projects
air quality being as effective and existent
ergo, temperature gauges the fall and rise as subjects
and cannot separate themselves as self-dependents
so they're not polarized, but affectionate objects.
A preposterous venture to entertain as the last phase
of the Three Laws. The First and Second Laws were
easily fathomed, yet the Third, like dots in a maze
became blank when they didn't link keeping the stir
as the only constant having left my mind in a haze
being kerfuffle and not stifled, the informed concur
casting doubts as temperature measures my mind strays
returns a better me. I deduced 'twas by an amateur.
First Law: Energy cannot be created or destroyed, only transformed or transferred (conservation of energy).
Second Law: Entropy, a measure of disorder, always increases in a closed system.
Third Law: As the temperature of a system approaches absolute zero, the entropy of the system approaches a constant minimum.
I chose "NFC", Not For Contest, due to my drawn conclusion, sadly truth became the judge.