Opaqueness Poems | Examples

Inheriting Yourself

You're too far gone for me to step in 
I've given you my blood and precious time.
Society has given you dozens of chances 
yet you drain the system dry.
You're a freight train off track
into the solar plexus of civilization.
You've managed to turn the iridescence of 
love, loyalty, friendship 
into the opaqueness of deception and decadence.

Here you are, a light year beyond your prime
dark deceiver scrounging for dimes.
A Bonafide parasite.
Angelic looks once gave you safe haven- free rides.
Now you've run out of bridges-shallow charisma exposed.

This haven is overgrown with thorn and briar 
the free ride is nothing but taillights in the mist
You've inherited nothing but red eyed dead ends.

Swans and Snakes

A million dollars will shut a thousand mouths
forever seal black books 
seed a million clouds
place bodies in swamps
and swaying from meat hooks
and far- far underground. 
A billion dollars can by a million souls
denature the fabric of the globe
chase hope and faith down the rabbit hole.
A billion dollars will promptly end investigation
turn the lake of truth into a blue opaqueness
A trillion dollars will turn a bank of swans into a den of snakes.

Opaqueness of Faith

They've been talking about the end times
since the beginning of our time.
The will of fear is to keep us in line
Will I be cherry picked for heaven
or tossed to the pigsty.

I have an opaque flavor of faith
never fully believing in things 
that I've never really felt or seen.
So, I'll probably be going down fast
when all the carnage and chaos hit the fan.
but for now, I'm riding dorsal fin waves 
lighting the fuse and consuming the blast.

Black Lotus Sun

The remainders retreated into 
the granite chest of the mountain.
Waded through the icy vagueness of life-
crossing the Siamese catwalk,
over the opaqueness of death.
Scratched, battered and scarred...
they reached the eternal overlook.
Peering into the great expanse.
Where worthless wars were fought 
for the sake of salt -oil -religion and land.
To test weaponry that makes glass from the sand.
On plains where babies were born to be orphaned
Young women ravaged over and over again...
Young men promised robes of satin but given bloody rags.
The remainders sipped from the pond of the asp.
Nibbling the bones of a black lotus sun.

Despite the infinite signs and miracles...
the prophecies and teachings of Holy men
A million chants from the Shamen...
all but a precious few refused to listen...
to merciful lessons that time had given.

Within the petals of a lavender genesis -
They'd thought only of themselves.
Within the metal veil of Armageddon
the warring wicked tumbled straight into hell.

Shadows

Black-painted phantoms 
Frightened of lanterns 
Shaped shapelessly
Adventure aimlessly 
Opaqueness overpowers
Transparency disempowers
Mouth of the night
Consumes them downright...

The Bluest Avalanche

Earth once had a heartbeat.
Everything was sparkling-alive...
The sun and dirt.
A spec of pyrite
rainclouds teasing the earth. 

All that man touches eventually dies.
Wars spring from iron hands.
From the malignant flavor of religion.
From love gone feral.
For the lust of petrol lands. 

When God kneaded man.
He kicked a mustard seed...
igniting the bluest avalanche.
All things beautiful were crushed.
All that is good was despised-disfigured.
Unrecognizable is the devil's latest fad.

This is the age of the ogre.
The age of opaqueness.
The age of the sub-cultured.
Dark matter of the soul percolates to the surface.
Faith is pulverized into the skin of oblivion.
The meek will inherit the stain of a dead earth.

Apple Snake Opaqueness

Trillions of planets whirl around a trillion suns.
Some, nestled within the lavender hearth. 
Of the haloed goldilocks zone.

Are we alone - are there infinite sprigs of life. 
Somewhere in that crown of delight and frightful blackness.
Would it diminish our uniqueness.
Diminish earthly achievements.
If the heaven harbored maelstroms of unearthly beings?

Maybe there's a trillion Edens.
  A trillion Adams-a trillion Eves. 
  A trillion apple snakes-a trillion temptations.
   A trillion fates of clarity and opaqueness.

A trillion light years of ignorance. 
Separating a trillion truths from our genesis.

Opaqueness

OPAQUENESS 

     Posing introvert,
      being aloof and alert,
      remaining inert,
      You are staying far apart  
     possessing an opaque heart.
    
     I am transparent
     owning bright heart salient.
     Waiting fervent.
     Me luminous radiant.
     Opaqueness undercurrent.

    11/25/19 


   "Strand Special 6' Contest by Brian Strand

Curtain Call

It’s time for curtain call
With its luxurious brocade
The opaqueness of lush texture
Cascading to the ground

Suddenly it’s lights out
As I sit frozen in my seat
A blur of darkness before my eyes
Dense with stirred emotion

Unresolved nebulous ambiguity 
Before the finality of the call
I leave trying to walk it off
But just can’t shake the haunting

Bathed in an opaque and enigmatic fog
Its clutching shadow cast upon my heart



AP: 1st place 2020

Posted on November 23, 2019

Blood Is Red 1

i lie supine here gazing at the lonely star
smiling at you on the other side the sea
vast endlessness changing hues
of manifestations
cursive flow of thoughts opaqueness etches
itself now
emerging of identities ensuing division
black or white blood is red
hair ablaze hallowing
luscious trees with shining leaves
contorted limbs from the last war
war is a crime
luminous flowers blooming into
desirous dreams
psychadelic penetration
blood is red 

4.57 am march 15 2019

Phobia

I fear the earth
Creepy phenomena lie on it.
So broad and hard to comprehend.
For good and bad it has to let.

I fear the grave yard
The most Treasury place I've seen
Aborted dreams and detorted visions it holds.
Only if they were established.

I fear my shadow
It's unstable as mankind behold
Always trying to outsmart me
For shadows are secrets we hold.

I fear humanity
It,no one can fathom.
By it's end part views calamity.
And by its beginning lies opaqueness of truth atom.

I fear animals
Always out to pray on victims.
Aborting dreams of the weak
And causing them confusion.

I fear the one above
The Almighty, strong and mercify.
I fear him greatly
For in him mankind evolves.

Transparency

Transparency

How can we understand
the body's opaqueness
is in truth..transparent..?
Many layers of confusion
 have hindered
this understanding..
The body as object
as limited and dense
is the discovery
we all make at birth..
This act of creation
allowing each of us to 
be one as oneself and
survey the world..
The ache each feels
accompanies creation:
simply a longing for home
a transparent fullness
which our birth has veiled..

Storm In My Coffee Cup

Amdist chaos
The stuterring
jerks & airpockets
The  voyage
Continues...
There is a storm
Brewing 
in the black coffee cup

Caffine and chikory
Like hope and faith
A little feelable
A wee bit emotional
 Are the cogs of
Lifes wheels....

Without much ado
The cup stands 
Majestically
On the saucer bay
The handle 
Gracious as can be
Stands out
Sure and silent...

 The saucer our faith
The cup our selves
The handle our body
 The trio syncronise
To brave all storms
As thoughts intangible
Try might to become tangible..

The smoke screen and the clouds
Seem all porous and transparent
The opaqueness disappears ...
And despite
The storm in the coffee 
cup...
Alls well as another day
We look forward 
With joy mirth and happiness

Mirage

a sheer jump
into the bare waste

of an almost forgotten
dream, with opal

opaqueness and an allure
that could conjure so much

of a life so wanted
and a whirl of vague desire

that we don’t want it to 
end.

Action Speaketh

It’s really a busy day
with confreres coming over
for a meeting, an encounter;
yes, it’s a beautiful moment -
a way to get reconnected.

  However, it’s also exhausting
  to be in full swing of movements
  driving to the airport, running some errands;
  a real picture that’s painted in these days.

Oh, some complaints and criticisms,
can still be heard and learned
from those who always spill
their remarks against one another.

  Humans as we are, yet we still forget
  our individual differences 
  matter in our quest for running streams
  where God’s spirit reigns therein
  the wholeness of being called a confrere.

It must be a jarring departure
for someone who’s got a closed world,
opaqueness in some other ways
that relationship with others therefore,
needs to be deepened and challenged.

  Signs of hope can be traced here
  along with pains and difficulties,
  though our attitudes reveal
  in situations normally shared.

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