Long Inversely Poems

Glad That God Is Here

Am always glad that God is here;
To me sincere and so very near;
Looking forward to
A life that is new,
And soon His Son will reappear.

Jim Horn

Happy Birthday Again

With God a new life...

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It is the most selfish gene
The one that make us distinguishable
Our uniqueness and special abilities
We owe it all to its infinite mutations

It is the most abundant and the most taken for granted,
Paradoxically, it can be...

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As dawn it roosts, to the early lids of my opened eyes,
Never ever has been a happy feeling pleasant comprise.
Quinquennium back I can clearly remember,
The morning’s plea scalds my thoughts like burning ember.

My blanket festooned...

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I wonder who I am sometimes, what seems to be a universal phenomenon. As everyone remains looking to be someone other than themselves, because those who are themselves are persecuted and dreams hung on the...

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Written: December 10, 2023
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A lengthwise lexicon for fulfilling any fantasy.
Trapped in a landslide and given up by reality,
In this vagrancy, the rocket derives...

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"Eric's Second Fundamental Theorem of Love"
by:  Eric L. Boddie

Love is....two minds plus two hearts
It's you plus me to the first power, there's no division in this part
It's the sum of two Souls, this equation...

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She covets luxury so unprecedented
especially a lingerie made by a thousand hands
with sparkling diamonds out of bounds to human sight
and covers made out of a century of crafting.

He wants a green eyed Caucasian female
with typical...

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Our Earth is round,
With lots of bound.
People always think for their profit,
Which enhances their greed and deny them to be greet.
Environment of politics is everywhere,
Innocence is not left anywhere.

A recent news surprised everyone,
A child saved...

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Time clearly moves faster as we age
(as we slow down and the years accumulate),
for the simple reason that each unit becomes smaller
relative to our life.

At one year’s old that year makes up 100% of our...

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Winter fetches a hillock of the wind and downpour.
Exacerbating people to mislay their blight core.
Peculiar demesne keepers are utterly aroused. 
While tiny dwellings, slums are bulldozed.

Flush breaks out among the poorest of the poor.
Thoroughly jiggling,...

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Stands on the land of heterodox
Who's the mightiest God of all?
People live and die on their equivocation thoughts

Those who exclaimed about the God who never fall
Inversely proportional to what they always do
Who's the mightiest God...

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What seemed an unrealistic painting has disappeared;
a sunset too beautiful to linger has gone to sleep.

Sadness is felt internally, amazement externally.

Use your imagination to reconstruct that blood-smeared sky;
you may perceive it differently from mine.

In each...

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Hear the muttered snivel of our kids  
Puked away to gloom, twinge and disease 
Wrecked by creeds
To fulfill an antique mores 
Whose ruin is beyond scientific darn 

See the boulevards and the creeks ...

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A tiny glimpse of your face
Makes my soul 
Blossom 
From its roots 

A casual gaze of your eyes
On my face
Makes my heart
Expand infinitely

You’ve lifted me 
From the darkest pits 
Of this ill-fated journey
That's long been...

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pulchritudinous ingots chisel and shades
dazzle and illuminate umpteen reasons

poetry is like a swirling, susurrus-sibilant chimera
of innuendo arty souls, albeit vapid syntax
around serene scenery, orbs, and idealism

Is unction vital to adorn naked words with plumose wings?
whose...

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You thought the sky was always blue. 

Abruptly, it started raining with a substance like glue. 

The beautiful butterfly flew. 

And inversely, a sword drew- 

You liked the morning dew. 

But it was all temporary...

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I dream poetry;
I breathe poetry, for poetry 
calls your name, feeling your 
inerrant essentia—
your soul bleeds into mine—
a collision of cosmos, 
diffused magnetically, once 
a vagrant in a haze of miasmic 
vapors—wildered and exposed—
you unshackled...

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You said you love me, but you acted
As if you’re not; you were so sweet
But then inversely reacted:
Without a word you cancelled me.
It came to me out of the blue
What might have happen to upset
A...

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Lo, we have become the machines of our machines and the cast of our own memories.

You know you’re getting old when you look forward to the past.

A past revealed like an onion being peeled back.

The...

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An abode, i have to hurry 
early every morn
 if not next part of diurnal 
of constipation and gas i 
shall mourn
so early or not, but squat 
abreast with the open 
windowed wall.
As the day...

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