Misusing Poems | Examples

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mold to make a prophet

Every tenth sundry 
ven-
dor owns at least a 

hundred and seven-
ty free flop-
of-the line gamey
loconut 
brief cakes loved by lep-
ers prying 
into malty poor 

         pound
pay dirt 
left dangling 
both uncodifried 
and super seeded with the wood-
         en 

heaped goons of small and 
in-
significant re-

lated risk bakers 
misusing 
government fun guy.

Dabber of Idousious

Misusing jargon and
confusing complex words
he became Dabber of idious
right before my face
his voice and online
presence
made him more exceptable to my
belottlings.
Saying I spoke such when I didn't
was fair game in such exchanges as I collected his words
to make him spectacle among his friends.
then might the words be spoken
to ruin what had been said as
queit and strong a type
of presence that ladies loved
and woman adorned.
When he began to speak I found
him vulerable to beleifs and superstitions.

Having music in the background often made it worst
as he then was a charcter
for folk to make a specticle of.

We are of different grace


While many fast and pray
Some pray alone
Many give arms with a little say
Though answers are God's own

Train your mind
Bewildering your heart
To be of focus to find
Mercy beyond your current disturbing fault

Pay homage to His names
With due respect 
To His kingdom's glory first
Glorious is He to hear out your claims 

But before you pray
Try as much to forgive
Before you clear your way
Sharpen your tool; avoid its captive

Misusing grace is dreadful
Most misused never enjoy another chance
Judas never had for his act so collusive
Though all happened to give Christ's glory its rise 

Use your gift 
For the gift of the spirit 
Ends on earth
While the seed of the spirit springs unending end forth 

We are of different grace
Run your own race
Don't judge anyone
Even you can't perfect your own


CHAINS OF LOVE

Chains of Love

It's better to be without your kiss 
Than your betrayal 
Your hidden secrets of misusing my overly love
True and only true
But you have a lot of damage
Which I cannot be come through 
Without your chains of Love
I will be happy man again
Again I will be , happy, without you

Lost In A Dream

Try to define
consciousness
you haven’t
the tools

Try to define
instinct
the same kind
of fool

Try to define
reason
misusing
the words

Try to define
wonder
unseen
and unheard

Try to define
sleep
when lost
in a dream

Try to define
presence
with space
— unforeseen

(Rosemont College: March, 2025)

Premium Member Blue In Life

Cobalt is beautiful
Cobalt is deep blue
Blue is gorgeous
Blue is prominent
Prominent in the sky
Prominent in the ocean
Ocean water is deep
Ocean water filled
Filled with fish
Filled with coral
Coral is colorful
Coral is alive
Alive in ocean
Alive in reefs  
Reefs are shelters
Reefs protect
Protect fish
Protect land
Land offers life
Land grows trees
Trees clean air
Trees give oxygen
Oxygen for life
Oxygen for humans
Humans are misusing
Humans take
Take resources
Take reserves
Reserves are low
Reserves lost
Lost for eternity
Lost forever
Forever destroyed
Forever needed
Needed for the future
Needed to live
Live on this planet
Live on this earth
Earth is grand
Earth God's plan
Plan for mankind
Plan for beauty
Beauty man understands
Beauty made perfect
Perfect match
Perfect for life
Life relished
Life love
Love
Relished


Premium Member Soar Up To The Sky

Written: December 13, 2023
          ____________________________________________

If the ocean's water
were used as writing ink for pens
to write down our words of praise
the ocean would eventually dry up
before it might be put in writing.

evil will triumph 
if the righteous remain silent
Inner defect causes blindness
success depends on action
stand up and do what
you realize is right 
 
raise exertion level
a smidgeon suffices 
to allow notions of impetus
you can then sleep well
your pick is akin to lacerations
requires precise timing
curious but uncertain. 
blind attrition is pointless. 

reach for stars
obtain an aerial view of the world
wave farewell to the land
live easily a prospective granted by
you are misusing beauty
greet the passing clouds.

forsake worries and avert your gaze
fear is a foe you must overcome
soar high and be wise.

Ways To Write Victory Story

Worrying is a damn foolish act,
Hurrying comes then second,
Carrying gloom is blunderous,
Freeing the mind is wisdom!

Pray to appeal to the unknown,
Convey your mind to the Lord,
Stay with guts and confidence,
Obey the rules of discipline!

Invent a talent and use it,
Prevent possible misusing,
Implement all good schemes,
Augment efforts to succeed!

Increase your tries with hope,
Seize every given opportunity,
Ease your mind by praying,
Grease your heart by that act!

Ways to be peaceful are plenty,
Days with glory are there ahead,
Chase your dreams with trust,
Trace success by striving hard!

Unfambling Couple

War never builds,but destroys the unity.
Politics strodes away Love and instills Hatred.
With poor fallacy,Youths on the road
Singing Tribalism their Part.

Hate speech destroys the Nation,all shift to death.
With intuition of misusing the youths.
Politicians rest on watch yet we stumble in Pain
Loosing Golden souls one by one.

With No agenda they stand ,scrambling for their gifts.
With no fear they lie,no agenda to vye
Poor intelects decline,But the rich concur
Oooooh Politics with season you depart

The Momentary People

The momentary people

I think of the Roma people 
there are many of them in the Algarve.
Horse and cart the bother irate drives
horse manure, good for the roses.

When a bank goes belly-up, you can’t sue
for misusing your deposit.

When airplanes are grounded
and cars rust on the roadside, no donkeys,
to plough fields, the Roma will continue
the journey towards the sunset,

Politicians Are Never Amusing

Politicians will not ever be amusing;
Mishandle things they were misusing;
Pushed and shoved.
And no one loved;
Have found it hard to be excusing.

Jim Horn

shooting for a total of 7,800 now
and 8,000 later.

The Roma Tribe

The Roma

I can’t stop thinking of the Roma people
There are many of them in Algarve,
Horse and cart to the annoyance of car drivers.
Horse manure their only pollution.

When a bank goes belly up, you can’t sue them
For misusing your deposit.

When all aeroplanes have stopped flying and
Cars are rusting by the roadside, and there are no donkeys
To plough the fields, the Roma people will continue
Their journey towards the sunset.

Premium Member Today's Vocab Word Is Elderly

I’m tempted to backhand the ones who call
		us sixty-somethings old or elderly.
		How dare they use such terms describing me?
		Infuriating! Boy, do they have gall!

		It’s fine to be solicitous and hold
		the door—to be polite, but not for fear
		that I’m about to croak and Death lurks near
		to claim another oldster for his fold.

		Now, whippersnappers, I was once like you,	
		misusing terms of age, as did my peers.
		Our ignorance caused us to be unkind!

		The elderly are ninety-somethings who
		have been on Medicare for thirty years.
		You would do well to keep that fact in mind!

February 23, 2018, entered in Robert Haigh's Make Me Laugh Contest

Trump Not Bright

Trump Not Bright

Trump was not bright when abilities abusing;
Constantly criticizing and could be confusing;
Really repugnant,
Where he went;
May be big moron when people is misusing.

James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet

Premium Member Reducing Knowledge

Insisting one might was well be dead
Feasting upon dark emotional words
This is how the young have been led
Magnetic this compass for the birds
Signal sent be that of infrared 
Drawing them all in by the herds
This be part of their pseudoscience 
By misusing the cognitive science

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