Long Ideal Poems
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I saw you were perfect..
and I loved your confidence..
but I yearned to feel whole,
So I made a fling...
You saw my ego,
You smiled at my strength,
you raised your brows and gave me a wink...
The night was blessed with cool breeze that gave rythms to cling..
I understood your manly display..
a bird with a grandest massive tail
though it seemed you had a golden star,
though it seemed you had all flowers dance to your guitar...
though it seemed you had fine jars and feathers to make the tallest tree har..
Yet you seek to explode me into your fireworks of cigar..
but I am a crane in jakar..
my immunity from duty is my priority...
I seek no ideal instance..
I seek for a dirty dove to sour in comfort of our reality...
My beauty lies on being unapologetic..
I am a black night crane with no reverence for psychic..
To observe the happy ignorance divide,
when blindside vanity takes a ride.
The affordable vision without integrity,
overspread trust in God for certainty.
Status quo in brisk and surety,
invested in generations of immortality.
While in those pleasant ideal we talk,
abusing the resources as we walk.
To gain in every art to be tried,
mistaken foolishness with pride.
Witnessing all scruple cares to prove,
to reward the borrowed love.
Propitious heaven and absolute adored,
cooking the golden goose implored.
The prosperous falling with ardent eyes,
to obtain by all means the needed price.
Blind power granted with determined affairs,
jumping boats before the falling shares.
Warnings dispersed on empty air,
economic footprints without repair.
The boundless sky in perfect image,
refined suits handle shifted fault scrimmage.
The comedy as human race preside,
not seeing history as true learning guide.
1.
You're obscured by maze hedges, I'm approaching
Creeping around greenery's edges, encroaching
2.
You'll know when adventure's uncovered, I'm here
Meet where destiny weds us, fate encroaching
3.
Absorb how I've worked for you, take it on board
Finally, place for tender touch encroaching
4.
No shears were used, I went the long way to find
Ideal man, no sad pretender encroaching
5.
Exposed to your will, what's your instant gut choice?
Tenacity steel together encroaching
6.
Hand held up to block the sun, or is it me?
Heel turn scrunch on path, terror encroaching
7.
Disregard jiggles Sigrid's heart, weighted down
Alone shrub omen, surrendour encroaching
30th August 2020
Written for Contest : Ghazal
Sponsor: Silent One
11 syllables
Working for yourself is commendable.
Working hard to earn gains,
it is worthy procedure
it's right...
Gather for comfort,
it is plausible intent.
Enjoy the fruit of labor,
It's a human goal...
Living responsibly is ideal.
But the one who does all this,
and everyone who has and only
think about himself, about his world
around... don't think very well !
Part of what the world has given you,
belongs to the world... to everyone
in the world...
Unhappy in the head, is he who
think he lives alone in this world...
He who has much has more duty,
moral duty and owes more than
the one who has little...
Everyone must and can share
what he has, with whom does not have...
It is the duty of the "elite" entity to give
more for the world... no alms,
no "shut up"... it's necessary with
their availability, help improve
the world... make it more pleasant
for him and for everyone...
Promoting culture, protecting the arts,
be Sponsor of the lyrics,
Universities, Museums,
of Libraries... donate to
sciences, all... even more to
the human.
Donate to the culture of knowledge...
Including spirituality...
Let's stop selfishness,
to live for the belly,
for the physicist... !
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Allah is most Merciful forgiving and Allah is the greatest.
Allah AlMighty is the Greatest who created beautiful creations.Allah is greatest and greater than anything because Allah has created everything.
Allah AlMighty is the Greatest who is the only worthy to worship.
Allah is the greatest who sent many prophets to guide mankind.
Allah is the greatest who gives us birth and takes us back.
Allah is the greatest who blessed us with water, food, friend, family, relatives, knowledge and many more things.Thanks to Allah.
The greatest gift in this life is Islam. If Allah blessed us with that gift, everything else is secondary. Allah is the greatest. Who blessed me with Islam.
The Mercy of Allah is far greater than our sins. Always have hope and repent.Allah is the Greatest he will help you.
Allah is the greatest who can give life to even dead and take life any moment of the one who are still alive.
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By Miss Aliza Kashmala Kiran.
Destiny as Architect of Shimmering Ruins
once my life seemed better than the saddest dream,
destiny decided then to pay me a visit without warning,
drawing a very ingenious scheme of organized chaos,
that brought me to my knees but that was only the beginning of the end,
suddenly I looked around myself and saw so much nothing,
something that couldn't be possibly true in its certain falseness,
my life had ended yet I continued to die in life,
in clear perplexity I struggled to know what to do without doing,
nothing remained everything was there my vanished future was present,
but I had to quickly set something motionless into slow motion,
I had to regroup and sadly begin the old life anew,
but how to do it devoid of any emotion that suffocated me inside?
but I did it little by very much I advanced in place,
from what had been my original location toward the same changed path,
trying to find a way to belong nowhere at home,
and to fit into a new old space of familiar unknown,
the process was fast of slow the years came and left remaining,
I make correct mistakes sometimes I walk the wrong right path,
I try to memorize the right wrong words like a mute song,
and to learn life's roles as if they were acts from a played reality,
but what I know now although it took me a moment of eternity,
time that I didn't want or needed to lose finding,
was to live my own false ideal about what dead life means,
and to be falsely sincere with myself wherever and whoever I choose not to be!
The bell rang on the ancient church at noon.
A sparrow flitted to the Tudor wall.
Was this the knell which brings us damned gloom?
Perhaps there is no meaning here at all.
I read my unknown thoughts projected out,
And in my rage, desire the walls to fall.
Like you, I am too often stuck in doubt.
Betrayed by old ideal and vanished wish.
So what is in confuses that without.
Oh,pain, oh ,mind, oh agony, oh flesh.
I shall not cling to life and wait for grace.
I am, myself, a fish in net of mesh.
Was this my destiny, my rightful place;
Alone besieged by sorrows on all sides?
I err for being sad is no disgrace.
So ,to my hopes, I’ll cling like drowning beast.
Until my invitation to the feast.
Sizing me up
Full of hope, a pair of brown eyes
Expectations
That I do not know I can realize
An idealist, is what you are
The ‘me’ at the end of your sight
Far off, who I am is too far
Off the ideal you see in daylight
The weight of a better man
How do I look at you?
And not do all that I can
To make your view be true
Do you get now why I look away?
When you look my way?
Underneath it, full of hope, caring gaze
Hides the promise of change
But I am used to me and I am my ways
Commitment to else seems strange
In your eyes I see you see the best in me
But in retrospect
Even a better me I never said I would be
So don’t expect
Do you get now why I am not ready?
When you say you love me?
But I’m selfish, what a selfish being
Thinking that you should leave
And finding my words not agreeing
Wearing my heart up my sleeve
Heavy, the pressure is too heavy to hold
Push and pull, I do both never just one
Bipolar love and the pattern’s getting old
But I can never let bygones be by gone
Do you get now why I chase after you?
When you say you're through?
Cut the air tension
The weight of the faith in me you have
Wasn’t my intention
Being involved with the judge of myself
Is it good, is it bad?
Conflicting emotions
Since the day we met
Hazy, lost in notions
You, my desperation and confusion
Reflection, a mirror that shows who I’m not
You, my hope and salvation
The one that believes in the potential I got
Do you get now why I say ‘bittersweet’?
When our lips meet?
Do you get now, do you get now
Why though ‘us’ I believe is hard to allow
I find accepting my feelings easy somehow
This is the riddle of 'us', do you get now?
The heart has its mind in its palm,
the veiled face of soul so calm.
The hands of heart so bountiful,
making the tender mind resourceful.
When the heart speaks through tears,
the eyes of perception in different gears.
Whispers of heart so keen,
the distance of heartfelt is seen.
In the silence of the heart,
every far reaching cry alert.
Perception of heart in a sigh,
answers one know to relay.
The journey of the heart is mysterious,
when the breath of same reveals its tenderness.
Eternal youth by heart of child,
simple expressions in its kind.
The deity of heart is the ideal,
constant yearning to that similar.
Changing heart beat by beauties awe,
when great spirits attend its call.
The healing heart as intellect,
making all misfortunes perfect.
When the invisible pain of love it feels,
the heart that can all its wound heals.
The heart and its longing towards bliss,
faithfully working not a beat to miss.
BEAUTIFUL BUTTERFLY
loving fluttery
fluttering in the breeze
Alas the wind calls your name
As yet you fly on
Citing and kissing the breeze,
The candidate is ideal,
And so are you.
BEAUTIFUL BUTTERFLY
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
The pattern is wavy,
And so is your hair.
Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
with a form so slender,
so are your legs.
reach sunflowers,
Up to the skies,
thoughtful expression is,
And so are your eyes.
BEAUTIFUL BUTTERFLY
Daisies are pretty,
loving life’s duties have style,
My candidate is winning,
And so is your smile.
A butterfly so beautiful,
Just like you so are.
MY, MY LOVE YOU'RE MY...
BEAUTIFUL BUTTERFLY
11/20/19
Written word by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019