Long Happenstances Poems
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Humpty-Dumpty wanted ride on road side view.
All the king’s horses were standing in a queue.
Humpty-Dumpty chose one,
In the last race that won.
All the king’s cats and kittens started calling mew-mew.
Jubilant Jack Frost wearing thin torn jacket
stepped on snow descending from a rocket.
chewed snow balls from a jug.
Sister Jill gave him hug.
Jack pushed Jill to snatch her snow ball locket.
On way Red Riding Hood met a wolf in white dress
wearing shiny soft woolly shoes with white lace.
Wonderful wolf named Wow-Wow
nodded its head and made bow.
Nice compassionate wolf tried to impress.
Alice was was wandering in wonderland
Weird happenstances ! Do you understand ?
She entered rabbit - hole
to slide and roll and roll.
She met rabbit to dance delight hand in hand.
Black Sheep peeps pushing bush beside pool,
when little boy is on his way to school.
Sheep eats green grass
always in huge mass.
It makes no wool but makes the boy fool.
LOVING MEMORIES
My cousin sister five years older was so close to me.
She held a great polite heart, never thought to hurt anybody.
Neither cherished grudge nor complaint against those rude to her
Even she never used any harsh word to those who misbehaved.
I had special adoration bathed in showers of her affection.
Over and above she was the mirror of my childhood.
She preserved my most memorable happenstances
which I had left behind but she could rewind.
She is now counting days totally bedridden,
lying supine helpless, always praying for death.
Her only longing is now to draw last breath.
She was good, she acted good, fully devoted to family.
How and why she was passing through this miserable phase!
No proper precise rules of Nature exist to regulate life.
She holds a high rank in the list of my loving memories.
07/04/20
Am I walking through Ways of Providence ?
or walking just to struggle on my own !
I am confused , also amused to sense
reality ! Am I guided or lone ?
Are pre- scheduled all the happenstances !
Am I instructed by Divine Power ?
Is there a supreme strength to embower ?
Or, I surrender to circumstances !
Does Divine Guidance fabricate my fate ?
Then life will turn purposeless - meaningless.
No use of brain -mind-soul to navigate.
Just to be flooded , careful or careless.
How can you define , what is Providence ?
It's Supremacy in your soul to stay.
On Moral Values , carry Reverence.
Ways of Providence will be shown, I say.
Fail-Safe
While venturing on uneven path of life
Fair chances to slip or slide at every strife!
Or to tumble on rumbles of obstacles:
How to tackle the shackles of hindrances!
My brain alarms sending advice
'Keep always Fail-Safe device
active and alert to control and support.
I dream ceaseless and continue my dreams
as I proceed and wish to succeed.
Dormant desires display designs of ambition
through lattice of dreams in light and shadow of happenstances.
Fail-Safe device to guard and guide.
It's my pride
as I dream and dream till fulfillment.
03/23/22
Fourth Place
Pick a Theme
Title chosen 'Fail-Safe'
Contest by Edward Ibeh
Series of scattered suffused sufferings
sprouting from shocks, stress and strain
appearing off and on in agitated brain
sometimes igniting anger
sometimes to lament or repent.
leading to diffused despondency.
reflexing complexity of perplexed mind.
All disarranged disorganised
rather jumbled up creating junk.
How to assemble! ! Totally bewildered, confused.
Juxtaposition in jugglery.
Meaningless thoughts in hazard haphazard manner
get crumpled, entangled, coiled turning surreal
fumbling voice of unimplemented wishes.
Pointless feelings suffocating.
Unfulfilled ambitions grumbling in vain.
Trying to get rid of nuisances.
Peculiar unthinkable happenstances
coming in dreams in streams.
drifting on garage clearance
through nasty nightmare.
May be Freudian slip of subconscious mind
encompassed by smothered sensual feelings.
All fuels are exhausted enfeebling my venture..
In last phase, it's only to ruminate over long past
No energy left to plan for too short future.
Most ridiculous even to think of past achievements,
an those have turned obsolete.
Failure - Success , Love - Betrayal, Happiness - Miseries
are jumbled swinging in juxtaposition.
LOST SEPTEMBER
Miracle flashed amidst rife happenstances.
Seven heavens haply stopped on doorstep.
I met Mr. Perfect last September.
Days sparkled glistened in amorous glow
Dormant desires soared high on dreamy wings.
Unrest spirit set sublime cool and calm.
He left gifting sweet and sour memories.
Me alone carrying dreary dull days.
Despondency swims in reminisces.
to ruminate pointless useless thwarted.
He just walked away, ruthless truth i faced.
Glorious moments caught in lost September.
10/30/19
LIFES MYSTERIES
L Life composes story every day on new page
I Image casted as live-show on Earthly stage
F Failure or success containing discrete chapters
E Each day welcoming upcoming ventures
S Showing happenstances in grief or rapture.
M Mysteries to challenge at every step
Y You should confront not trying to escape.
S Self-confidence to overcome adversity
T Tensed may be life, tortuous or tragic
E Eventually happens miracles showing magic
R Rare chance to win and fair chance to lose
I It is acceptable absolute ruthless truth
E Ever- going path of life is thorny not smooth.
S Sometimes to walk graceful, sometimes uncouth.
12/ 26/ 20
FATE
Fate may step in life
as best friend
or puts me in strife,
beyond prediction,
beyond prevention,
somehow compulsion.
Sometimes silent,
sometimes loud,
flashing bright or
showing cloud.
Fate’s footfalls
may be slow or rapid,
accessing success
or making stupid.
Good fate may appear
on sudden gust,
doing miracles.
Ill luck when came,
putting me in shame.
Failed to overcome
hindrances.
Uncontrollable
happenstances.
Fate the Dictator !
04/12/ 21
First Place
'Anacreontic Verse ' Contest by Silent One
CHAPTERS OF MY LIFE
Discrete chapters containing several happenstances
compose book of LIFE: An automatic process.
Life is not a continuous function.
Sometimes monotonous, sometimes glorious,
sometimes success to assure,
sometimes failure to endure.
Sometimes rapture to capture,
Or despair not at all rare.
YET ONCE
TOLERANCE in my childhood was compulsion
in hostile domestic atmosphere.
A helpless innocent girl in turmoil of domiciliary turbulence
had to spend suffocated days
being deprived of Mom’s love.
Dad’s affection and Grandma’s care brought little solace.
SILENCE broke on start of adolescence.
Firmly determined to attain free independent life
as soon as possible
but circumstances were not permissible.
As lone fighter, I became self-trained.
My dad implemented Universal Moral Values in me
to shape my life.
I tried best to lead a disciplined life
on path of Truth and Honesty.
Always attended associates
with compassionate generous heart
When cheated, my hatred discarded
the offender.
Never compromised with Lies and Malice.
Completed duties, enjoyed Life.
Most ambitions are fulfilled.
Greatest happiness to raise up children
up to my satisfaction.
BUT NOW
All achievements are turned into junk.
Life seems meaningless.
Whatever potentiality still I hold
lying indolent supine
not to define
me anymore.
Future too short: Running useless through last phase.
11/17/ 20
Second Place
'Its a part of Life....... Contest by Silent One
"All Yours (Mar 26 ) Contest by Brian Strand
I relish, I cherish
All my happy happenings
turn delicate saplings
to be planted in my memory garden.
I nurture and nourish,
keep them fresh to flourish
spreading branches of joy,
rejoicing me off and on or all on a sudden!
I cherish happy happenstances,
those stirring emotive instances
of blissful bygone days!
So many lovely memories
flash, sparkle in bright rays,
chasing present wearies-worries.
My dreamy desires look behind
rapturous reminiscences to rewind.
Posy of sweet stories in series
blooming as flowers of memories.
I relish
to ruminate long-lost past
I cherish
tit-bit fragments of events
with Grandparents, Parents,
my siblings, my friends, and my love,
dearest children over above!
I cherish all memorable moments.
04/06/21
First Place
'All Yours (Apr 30 ) Contest by Brian Strand