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Unwashed but felt, my single to every a tear sunk with the rain
Is there no life of my own can I exchange for hers to remain?}
“Though your heart may be pitiful in nature
It is seen that strength exist in one’s heartfelt structure
The tragedy witnessed is indeed uncalled for and unkind
The wrath of the Leech-King has succeeded in breaking the chains of time
However one is to think the terrors it is capable to unleash
Isn’t to be as compared to the horrors the spawn leeches it release
One being underway to consume the life of the Mistress of War
Tasting the blood, licking the soul till finally of death to befall
Yet, death is only to be the beginning of her worst nightmare
The service to the void must she forever be in servitude to bare
Time is always against those who would seek the path of faith
Every turn is only to promise another tide of evil to wave
I speak solemnly in words for my powers isn’t harvested for healing
Neither is The Angel of Dreams capable of such cursed nurturing
The Word however, will have a way to alleviate this travesty
Yet, time isn’t to favour one’s path towards the ultimate destiny
Perhaps only a day or two remains before Alkaiya is to turn side
And to have one as Holy to abide to The Void… is as well to welcome eternal night
Be warned Knight of the Word, Alkaiya is one’s guide within The Ancients
Where one is to be lost, all is lost… and either will be banished from existence
There is still a providential way to prevail over this quandary
Though it isn’t to cure fully, it is however the unsurpassed remedy
There is a God, a fallen God alike The Befallen Angel of Dreams
A day’s walk to the Mount of Ecilia is where he resides therein
I am not to promise a conceivable outcome to foresee
I can only assure… this being the finest proposal to be
And one need not fear to be alone, for I will guide the way
If not to ensure for the lives of the Champions… remains to stay
Live and let live one’s destine life within The Ancients to be
Do not be troubled by an enigmatic outcome, one is unable to see
Our paths must we bear the burdens our tormented souls will lead
My once path directed to failure where you must now succeed
Let us be on our way to ascend the treacherous mountains upon
To be there, will one’s subsequent path be unraveled along…”
Please do not hold me within those claws of unworthiness
As if your judgment alone DEFINES me!
Get out of here, you little baby,
You don’t recognize what’s good for you!
Push away the peas,
But you’re still going to have to eat them!!!!
Your fresh eyes glanced easily upon stupidity,
No, not stupidity—merely mistake!
An innocent, mind-begrudging mistake!
That, yes, I admittedly made. . .
This is not even a scratch on the surface—
Not even a soft powder-pat on your tiny balls
That little trip up you witnessed,
That you misconceived as smart-alecky trash,
That you automatically assumed was ME,
It was YOU
So, rest easy,
I mashed the peas for you:
My heart is pumping with what you will never know
I am bleeding along the surface of your hardened exterior
I am a silly mistake in the form of a slip of the finger—
An acquitted mistake
That I will never make again
(trust me on that one, OLIVER!)
With all the efforts of justification,
You rest your eyes with utter annoyance upon me now
For that human, that CHILD standing there,
Smiling in the light like a sunburned baby’s ass
Is nothing but a diaper-filled disruption—
A **** disturbance uncalled for
But is adequately named, the one who IGNORES
The moment I looked at you, Oliver
I was certain of a sweet heart
It was in your eyes—a trust of kindness so genuine
So attractive you were,
Full of newness—a shiny toy that remains in the box
Limited edition (emphasis on limited)—exclusive….
By Destiny’s pacifying distain,
She taught me I could be crushed of dreams
The moment I fall on my face—
That people are not always who you think they will be
That I could be utterly and undeniably wrong in the good I see
And God, you sir, are so deliberately ugly to me!!!!!!
How’s that for an ETERNAL impression?!
*Sorry guys. But I needed a raw rant off my chest. Love you guys immensely. If there’s an Oliver that reads this poem on here, I promise I am not aiming this at you babe….just had to make that clear…. XD *
Look closely, feel the harmless heat
enveloping black-diamond
petals in the glistening
garden of glossy geraniums.
There, sprouts rosemary dreams
from an untouched silhouette,
eager to be seen beyond
her perfumed pigments.
Her universe was sprinkled
with starry streams
of gleaming rays,
as she swayed to symphonic
serenades filled with hazel dust.
They may gawk with greedy
glares as wide as the night sky,
marking her with lecherous
objects that only please
shameless eyes.
She was never
in need of a sixth sense
to understand iron glances
that travel in nefarious packs,
with sugar-burnt hunger
washing all over her
unblistered flesh,
judging her concealer
as a manipulative facade,
seeking uncalled-for affirmations
that she never solicited,
misconceiving her thin lines
of red-river lipstick.
Her summer physique allowed
no consent for invasive intrusion,
yet carnal cravings become
unwelcome toxic trespassers.
Their immoral thoughts
believe shallow words
give them wanderlust wings,
while sinister stars in their sky
label her a soulless mannequin,
objectifying her
cinnamon-glazed skin,
sun-kissed hair,
and pecan-powdered~
caramelized voluptuous flare,
with their vehement
voracious desires.
Swinging penetrative thin blades
of opinions from miles,
oblivious to the fact that
she is the sanguine strength
that strolls in silver silence
across spiky swards,
suppressing the pain her
bones have endured with
every whiskering
whistle they wolfed.
There, if the mauve moon and
crystalline constellations look closely,
they would find versatile
mirrors of meaning
reflecting the times
she parades a smile too
comfortable to wear,
for they have concluded
her bed to be a shrine
of blenders and
overflowing thickened blades,
cursed by the biological
sins of Adam's ancestors.
A was for an auburn sky
Smiling down on us to pry,
For how you awoke my senses,
And I stepped past your defenses.
B, ‘cause my brain was a mess
When I saw you in that dress,
Because my crush was benign,
Until I clasped your hand in mine.
C for that corner of world
That I build around one girl.
And for the color of your lips
That I wanted to feel under my fingertips.
D was for the dreamless dawn,
You wearing my jacket on,
For that daring thought of mine
That had me kissing you goodbye.
E was for an endless daze,
When I could stare at you for days,
For eagerness uncalled for
As I knocked on your front door.
F is for the fifty ways
I’d come up with to hold your gaze,
And for fifty more reasons why
I’d fail and fail with every try.
G is for a glimpse at you
That made me stand and cross the room,
And for the guts to ask you out,
Then you were all I’d think about.
H, for hers, just like my heart,
That forgets to beat when we’re apart,
For a hundred shades of blue
That the sun in your eyes drew.
I is for in love with you,
Where I fell without a clue,
For impossible to think
Of a world that you’re not in.
J is for the joy with which
You make me better stitch by stitch,
For that large jacket of mine,
You wore during that first sunshine.
K is for a kiss, then ten,
And a million more since then.
And it’s also for your knuckles
I kiss every time you chuckle.
L is for how lost I’d be
If you weren’t here with me,
Loving, laughing, lying here,
Where I hold you all so dear.
M, one minute, all it took,
For you to read me like an open book,
And now one minute’s all I need
For your sight my soul to feed.
N, ‘cause never I’d have thought,
You would get me so distraught,
N for how nervous I’d be
Each time you’d stand in front of me.
O for how often I’d find... (...)
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‘ We and They Saw … ’
(or) A Testament To A Holy-Helper
My Beloved, God … Most High
Creator Of Celestial, Heavenly Skies
And The Earth and Wind-Blown Seas
And All That Lives and Moves and Breathes
and Every Magnitude Thereof …
Bless You and Your Son , Because:
That Day, I Saw Your Hand, God … ------ Ps. 109: 27 , 28
That Night, I Saw Your Might
‘ You ’ Moved Everything In Motion
And Brought It To The Light
‘ You ‘ Wanted Them To Know
‘ You ‘ Made Sure They Saw
and when ‘Caught’, They Know … ‘ I Knew ’
when ‘ You ‘ Cracked Them, On Their Jaw …
… So Wide-Opened, Gasping Like A Fish
‘ I ‘ Heard Their Misery, Intense
They Fumed in Rage and Ignorance
‘Cause My God, Fought For Me ! “I'm Convinced” …
I Tried To Warn Them, Holy Father
Tried To Help Set Them Free
But, They ‘ Kept (and Keep) On ’ Acting Evil
… They Know What and Who They Be !
… Playing Name-Games … Should Be Ashamed !
of Their Jealousy … and Trying To Mess With Me
Their Deceit, will be Their Defeat
in Their Lies and yeah,‘ I Heard ’ Their Cries !
… and Their Own Sick-Stupidity
May Set ‘em 666 Feet-Down-Rigidity …
And All … This Was Uncalled For !
‘ Lord ’ Knows, I Don’t Bring Harm … No More !
But, ‘ You ’ Are The Judge, Holy One
Yes … ‘ You ’ Are: Final Say and The Law …
And ‘ You ’ Showed Me … ‘ You ’ Wanted Them To Know
What ‘ We ’ and ‘ They ’ All Saw !
(The Day I Wrote This …
I Mean, Right After I Wrote This
I Opened Up The Bible …
And There It Was ...
My Ok-Heavenly, Confirmation …
Everything Is Alright Still
... Psalms 109: 27, 28 )
God, Save Us 'All' From Sin ...
Amen
MoonBee
It's sad to say but we're pathetic today; cuz we're
childishly crying at the crib
We're screaming, and shouting and drooling at the mouth.
I swear we all need bibs.
Tear stained faces contorted and grimly unsorted; that
mindfully should be hid.
Aren't shunned in rooms to rid, but in plain sight and
"unrightfully" out in the mid
Where ration should be; with raw emotions stand we __
boldly in its stead.
To act with restraint would've actually been noble, but
a tantrum is what we did.
"But Takers are forsakers, and giving to those fakers
can be more than givers can take"!
We are not amusement for you to play with___ but of those
you should not toy or kid.
Good riddance to you and an unhappy farewell is the one
true thing we could bid.
Hit the door; for you're neither friend nor foe, but
merely unfinished poorly formed dough.
We had good notion to be in high motion; and completely
out of rears.
What happened today was uncalled for, and the absurdity
of all my years.
I never thought that something of this sort could bring
on such bouts of tears.
Yet gracious enough it's limit draws near, as warm
thoughts do appear.
Out from the wonderful voice of cheer; and all its
other peers.
To beckon us__ bring on those smiles and lift those tight
wrinkled chins.
As this day closes and comes to an end, we can't let
gloom and sorrows win.
But be inclined to bide our time with better things
__in mind.
So Let us calm our nerves and think of all thats'
preserved __as the crackers and red wine is served.
Alas! we settled us down and had a second go round
til we uttered not a sound.
What gotten into us; must have gone stir crazy,
or completely out of our heads.
To be hooping, hollering, and galloping like horses
up here; crying at the crib.
Remember when we first met? I gave you a new feeling
I kept you in bed, but prevented you from sleeping
I look over you as you lay there in distress
You can't let go of me even though I'm who they say you should forget
I approached you at a young age, Been here since you were put into foster care
You tried fighting me off and it hurt that you wanted your family here
Why did you want them when you have me?
Don't you know I can be your lover, Brother, Sister, mother and Daddy?
Don't begin to feel special, you're not the only one for me
I have a lot of people who belong to me
White, Black, Asian, Tall, Short, boy, girl, Young, Old, I don't discriminate
I can't be seen, Yet I'm all over the place
I stayed by your side when everyone else left
I brought you close to your death
But I'm glad you survived because I want to be with you some more
You take tablets to try and get rid of me which I think is uncalled for
Yet you push people away so you can be close to me
You attacked me with a blade, but you bled and became crazy to everyone else
You became a self-harm addict trying to fight me and it messed with you emotionally
You blame me for this, but you can't blame anyone but your self
I'm not going anywhere no matter how hard you fight
I'll make you tired, but my friend anxiety will stop you sleeping at night
You think of us as evil, but we only want to spend more time with you
We already have our hostages, but I'm always looking for a mind that's new
I fall in love with people and won't let them go
I'll stay by their side even if they start to grow
I'm still here after the suicide attempts, and after everyone else left
Hi, I'm depression have we met?
It's just another day but I'm going to make it great
I've been lost, but today I'm going to escape the maze
As I give my food for thought, feel free to take a plate
It's just another day, but I'm going to make it great
I've got the hunger for more because I've been starving with less
The world is too sensitive, you need to harden your chest
I'm tired of people crying over things so small
When you look at the bigger picture, you'll realize an opinion doesn't matter at all
As long as I've got my pen I'll walk without a sword
I've had enough of people who talk without their thoughts
Been stabbed in the back by friends, so I'm not scared if a stranger comes near me
I've been through the harshest storms so the danger doesn't scare me
I'm laughing at pain I thought I'd never get over
I came to realize some things are better without closure
You won't always get it, so you have to make your own
It's better to move on than to chase something gone
I don't need to tweet more, or go on Instagram to post pictures
I don't need to pose with a bottle of liquor
I'd rather drink with a few of my close people than in a room of strangers
I'm the type to bust a joke even in a room of anger
I've been through the worst, so I'm working for the best
Good luck to the guy who's flirting with my ex
That was uncalled for, I'm just being a typical broken hearted guy
I apologize for that, but now I've fixed my wings and I'm about to fly
It's just another day but I'm going to make it great
I've been lost, but today I'm going to escape the maze
As I give my food for thought, feel free to take a plate
It's just another day, but I'm going to make it great
This place is not my home.
I’m a true stranger passing through.
I feel like the lone ranger.
I’m walking through a zone of danger.
I see many strongholds of the days of old.
I keep on the full armor of God.
That’s why I’m treated so odd.
That’s the only way I would survive this.
I’m telling you this is no place of bliss.
The reason that I’m here is for them to see,
True success in God only not in the streets.
There were many evil schemes performed
To harm me by the enemy and to this day
I don’t stand in defeat. I can’t retreat.
I have to stay until the day that I get a treat,
From my Father in front of the people,
Who didn’t bother to help me.
It’s my season
It’s my time for the favor of the Lord
The stranger who has been in the danger
Of familiar demons will be blessed
With treats that are pressed down
Shaken together and running over.
And those same people will be calling
Me to come over like they called
Red rover red rover
I will have a huge Range Rover
I won’t have time to come over
I will have moved on to bigger
And better things in God’s scene.
I’m telling you this place is too small
For me. I’ve given God my all and all.
I’ve put on the whole armor of God,
Treated me like I’m odd.
I’ve received my reward
They’ve seen the success
And others who this place
Is too small for who gets treatment
That is uncalled for will be blessed
Pressed down shaken together
And running over and those
Same possessed people will
Be calling them to come over
Like they call red Rover red Rover
They need to call God like
They call red Rover red Rover
So they can eat the meat
And stop eating Russell Stover.
-3/7/14 and 5/2/14-
The waves of the sea and the screeching of the seagulls
Mix together like coffee and cream
I feel like I’m livin’ a dream
I walk barefoot on the warm, warm sand
I don’t really understand
Why you lay a hand on me…
Is it because I’m as mournful as the sea
Or is it because I’m the waves that swivel and dive down in ecstasy?
I don’t quite understand
The reason I feel the city’s pressure and hardness
They are cemented in the abyss
Serene Shores…
Sails in silhouetted slumber
Serene Shores…
Falls into flamboyant floors
Serene Shores
Guides me gently, giving me grand advice –
“DREAM ON, DEAR CHILD!”
The sound of honking is heard unexpectedly… the sound emitting out of the car
It was so uncalled for! It was going way too far!
I feel like drifting away in a deep sleep, carelessly hitting the seafloor…but I’m wide awake instead
I would like to lie lifelessly and tranquilly…I ascend from the water’s surface in disappointment – where’s my head?
I can’t completely comprehend
Why I am more in tune with nature – it could mend
A shattered soul…
A torn, forlorn heart…
Like my own
Serene Shores…
Sails in silhouetted slumber
Serene Shores…
Flaps its fantastic wings, favoring the light of freedom!
Sadistic Shores
Pushes me forwardly persistently, poking at me pessimistically–
“WAKE UP TO REALITY, YOU MORON!”
I ponder about the future and its many mysteries
There are clues in the surface of the ocean
I’m too busy trying to pick them up as I go…I wonder about the meaning of the past memories
I squander my time, getting caught up in bittersweet emotion