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Don’t push red roses aside
nor the violets-blue guide.
It’s childhood honey sweet.
It’s a record player on repeat.
It’s a treasure, and when found
a mother feels thus crowned.
The message on printed cards -
cute drawings with regards.
It is the simplest compliment -
in latter years, a sacred document.
It’s the breeziest way a child conveys
their love on special holidays.
5/17/2023
Here is one with spelling mistakes…love it:
short poem
roses are red voilets
are blue you care
about me and I care
about you. xxxx Looking
at the roses blum make
me smile.
Laugh
Hard,
Live
Long
Short and concise
Poetry-wise
4 syllables
Only - happy now? XD
Here's
A
Short
Poem! ;)
A short poem
Is from young heart
Ate my breakfast
Energetic
Cheers
For
Best
Friends! ^-^
Best friends only
With whoever
I know it's weird...
Complicated...
But, whatever happens happens
Why
So
Speech-
Less?
After all I've -
I've written to -
To my best bud
No - I just can't
No
More
Sadness
. . .
. . .
. . .
Friendship is good!
Let's not be more
Misunderstood,
But hope's in store
Be
Glad,
Not
Mad X.x
Or
Sad ;_;
I'm so friendly,
Kindhearted,
Considerate
And generous
Be
Good,
Not
Bad
Being enemies
Is plain wrong...so....
Be yourself please
Love all, hate none
I
Kept
It
Short!! XDD
Speechless right now
You wanted this poem
Short and concise -
There you have it! :)
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This is a short poem with a long message. A message as long as life itself. How we deal with our minds, our memories, our existence will affect how we feel. We cannot escape our reality; our life's experiences and memories will forever be a part of us.
Although you're different, you just don't care
doing what's right, even if the world will stare
maintaining your principles, this, to you is life
others try to upset you, but you're above strife
and you can deal......
You often try to do good, but it does not always come out that way
accepting the momentary setback, and the price you readily pay
looking at things differently, holding yourself to a higher standard
able to suffer alone, remaining silent even when you're slandered
because you can deal......
Unwilling to follow the norms, you recognize they often emanate from below
so you refuse to subscribe to society's whims, who is a friend and who is a foe
knowing every day is another test, and you wonder if you'll manage to get by
despite your good faith attempts, nevertheless, in the end things just go awry
but you try and deal......
Once again, you're left staring yourself in the mirror, wondering why you
then from somewhere deep down, you find the answer you already knew
a very real part of you, your inner conscience, does patiently wait for time
trusting all will be good, because you draw your strength from the sublime
you know this is real......
While cruising through life, you'll find your memories hold a secret, you begin to understand
the experiences you've experienced are not your own, because they've had a guiding hand
so when memories ultimately return, receive them happily, they come by purposeful design
knowing all is Good, having been orchestrated by G-d alone, the sole architect of the Divine
The Real Deal......
The short poem
There was a time when writing poetry
was important to say something, using a few words
Long poems were frowned upon as a beginning
of a manuscript
He used to be a communist, as his mother was one
Communism, like unbridled capitalism, hates
free speech, want a restriction on what to express
unless it is in favor of the regime
To be any good at isms, one needs passion and
hatred against those who do not succumb to the norm
the standard set not to upset the powerful
He gets angry seeing injustices and says, but he is lucky
for him, he is too small to be noticed
he prefers to use irony, which is easier to get away
with as those in power lack humor
He does not believe in ideology or creed for him
it is hokum, a snare for the gullible
Years have made him wary of governments of any
description because they tend to be led by people
who lacks a long view led by the intoxication of money and power
It is apple pickin' time in Georgia
Come get them while they're crisp and not quite ripe
Bite into apple's delicious tartness
From the tree's garden of Eden a few swipe
Down where the apple blossoms in springtime
Many hearts flourish fulfilling life's fate
And red grapes produce a fine wine sometimes
The apple-grape wine gets sweet with a wait
Come gather in the harvest~apples golden
Clip some stems of the grape chosen
Mix the two in baskets enjoy their delight
Harvest two fruits with their sweet juice swollen
It is apple pickin' time in Georgia
Come get them while they're crisp and not quite ripe
Bite into apple's delicious tartness
From the tree's garden of Eden a few swipe
This short poem like fine apple-grape wine
Will become better if allowed to age
Then drink a swig while on roast chicken dine
If I did this one right, well just you gauge
Sponsor: Isaiah Zerbst
Contest: Apple Pickin' Time
Written: October 18, 2013
A magnificent horse gallops down the cobblestone street.
A waterfall -
shimmers on their right, with splendiferous colors of a
rainbow wall...
The chivalrous young man encircles her innocent beauty, he
holds their
reins. He controls each sight and sound. They glimpse their
fair share
of mountain peaks and wild flowers. Her eyes dazzle
of adventure.
Her modern knight charms the day and night, no fear to
venture
off the breathless path. Somehow she trusts,
tirelessly,
the sinews of this sublime creature, his mane
peerlessly,
whipping in the wild wind, speeding with four limbs
towards their haven.
Arrival at the honeymoon sight, where her tender heart thus
gave in,
with a ravenous kiss, sensuous show of voluptuous bliss,
entirely
his. This precious moment held in their minds
and wholeheartedly!
3/27/2017
Brenda Chiri's On Any Subject Contest
in the form/style of her poem "Words of a Writer"
Two rhyming poems in one. Short poem off to the right.
Good friend, fear thee not! For chemical bliss,
Awaits in their smile, their laughter, their kiss …
Your future? Intoxicating. There is naught you shall miss.
You spent too much time to set this day right, to organize
But why will you not listen to me and realize...
Your friend is here to womanize!!
Now let us not pretend this short poem is a Victorian
Nor act as if I am a poet, prophet or historian;
But my friend, more than one emperor was betrayed by his praetorian.
Mind you not the fell dagger plunged deep in your back,
Or the guile and the wit of the siren attack.
Proceed as you must. Haste now! No alack!
2.29.2020
Written for "Occasional" contest, sponsored by Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer
Engagement theme
Sailor - A Hindi Poem in English
I am giving below a Hindi Poem of a great Indian Hindi writer Jai Shankar Prasad (30 January 1890 – 15 November 1937). I have translated this short Poem in English and I am placing it here on PS in both English and Hindi to bring both Hindi and English Poets a little more closely in understanding each other. This Poem is a token of my efforts to high light some beautiful works of Hindi in English and likewise some wonderful poetry of English in Hindi. Jai Shankar Prasad is considered to be one of the most famous figures in modern Hindi literature. Hope to have your attention on this new venture.
Sailor - A Hindi Poem in English
Translated stanza in English
O Sailor! You have brought me
On this deserted beach
While sailing on rugged waves
Has anyone ever come to this arduous place? 01
Hindi stanza lines in English
Naavik is soone tat par
kin lahron me khe laaya
Is biihad belaa me kyaa
Ab taq thaa koi aaya. 01
Translated stanza in English
.
To which shore I go back again
In the shabby lap of darkness
Without any temptation for life
In its painful deceits full of bluff. 02
Hindi stanza lines in English
Us paar kahaan fir jaaoon
Tm ke malin anchal me
Jivan kaa lobh nahin
Wah vednaa chadmamaya chal me.02
Translated stanza in English
On the path of reversal
Footprints can't be found
The deserted heart has shrouded
In the stream of overflowing tears. 03
Hindi stanza lines in English
Pratyaavartan ke path me
Pad chinh na shesh rahaa hai
Dooba hai hradaya marusthal
Aansoon nad umad rahaa hai.
Originally written by Jai Shankar Prasad
Translated by
Ravindra K Kapoor
Kanpur India 22nd May 2016
that
feeling
of sheer warmth
engendered by
your loving embrace traps me in orbit.
It catapults me to the moon, my sweet!
Your raging fire
of passion
engulfs
me
Submitted for...
Any Short Poem Poetry Contest (Winner: 1st Place)
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date: 12/01/2020
Date written: 11/22/2020
This is a short poem about Cause and Effect. The value of Peace is Existence.
Peace and serenity, and the waves of the sea
the dreams of happiness that would never flee
both the sun and moon, burning ever so bright
all the worries in the world, they all take flight
Music raises my hope, dulling the pain I endure
driving my depression away, noise with a cure
a body shakes with rhythm, as joy takes control
my lips then move, to words uttered by my soul
A soul clings to You, who fashioned me that day
You alone gave me life, and to You alone I pray
remove this evil among us, and open our eyes
to pursue wisdom, while shielding us from lies
Your balanced world, putting Man at its very center
to withstand life's tests, he needs a devoted mentor
hoping we choose wisely, your wisdom over desire
to avoid that terrible fate, ending with pain and fire
Acquiring a wisdom to distinguish between right and wrong
having patience for others, although different, we all belong
mankind, formed from earth, has a divine eternal obligation
finding peace in wisdom, life exists only through cooperation
The Creator of heaven, of earth, and of all living things
acknowledging our shortcomings, we don't have wings
kindness is your sword, and Truth, the only seal you use
peace as the foundation, and each other never to abuse
As those bright Heavenly lights flicker, earthly bulbs prepare to go out
directing a new existence to begin, a renewed world is about to sprout
much work remains in tending to the garden, our hearts need attention
all that's left is to open our eyes, needing to make that final connection