Presaging Poems | Examples


Premium MemberPair o' D's

    "The moon’s crescent is prescient"
         sigh I to my love
     "presaging this lovely night's evanescence" 
          
     "Your eloquence is senescent"
         she parodies
Categories: presaging, humor, romantic love, spoken
Form: Rhyme

Nature

We first met when I was young.
Curious, expectant, open-minded
We explored each other freely,
Communing face to face
Sharing everything
Seeking each other's company, together
Under the open sky.

Middle aged we met again.
Striving, over-reaching, exploitative
We looked to our own advantage.
Stormy clouds gathering
On the horizon,
Presaging dangerous times ahead of us
Under the threat'ning sky.

Now I am older I see her 
Dull-eyed, disconsolate, all too aware
Of what we were and have become.
Her cycle confused,
Stripped bare, ripped apart
Craving to be isolate, for solitude
Under the darkened sky.

She will still be there when I go.
Forgotten, unrecognised, unaware
Of what we once had and had lost.
Her nature restored,
Newly clothed, new born
Thriving in her renewed joy in life
Under the spring sun sky.
Categories: presaging, analogy, conflict, environment, hope,
Form: Narrative


Premium MemberBlack Magic Potions

Black Magic Potions
                                                 

                     Across vacancy memories invoke forgotten years
                     Exodus from antipathy inscrutably liberates fears
                     Intransience spiritually battles amoral challenges
                     Crucially revitalized measures presaging changes

                     Deceptions obscure lies within fraudulent sleeves
                     Bringing adversaries down indictments aggrieves
                     Justifications echoing beyond overpowering roars
                     Unlike forsaken vessels reality lands upon shores

                     Probing mortal frailties evading blind perceptions
                     Enlightenment transcend old black magic potions
                     Delusion transmogrified into vanishing blemishes
                     Swept along eroding waves of abandoned wishes






09/11/2013
Aboard cruise liner:
Splendour of the Seas
Categories: presaging, allegory,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberDark Avenger

Endlessly seeking what once was his,
he rides through the night searching pell-mell,
his destiny unknown and undefined.

His ebony horse speeds on two toes,
lathered, panting, fatigue’s sign tell-tale,
controlled by his hard master’s mind.

Grim tormentors in dogged pursuit,
their prophetic mission sent from Hell;
canines hungrily track as assigned.

Spurring his spirited steed forward,
night moaning with the presaging knell,
he cracks his whip made of human spine.

The massive serpentine sword aloft
he seeks to avenge himself – to quell –
severs his victim’s head from behind.

Alas, not his, his plight continues.
Infinite circle, a casted spell
He must break before bursting his confine.

Ceaseless searching to settle the score,
the Headless Horseman arises once more.
Categories: presaging, dark, evil, halloween, horror,
Form: Rhyme

Lockdown- 18th Day

World is gypsy dot
Sickness present punishment
No healer is there
Medicines in naughty wombs
Savior on blessed secret pyres

Blind, deaf, dumb, lame gods
In empty buds of praying
Paths made of dead masks
Before the all gods deaths are
Legal sin's unholy child

For destined earth luck
Stories of lives bewildered
Termite fate world's blood
Water of pot the graveyard
Near of evening burning lamps

Naturally comes
Disasters of the tsunami
Now presaging
The unseen flood in world air
Bringing hell in hungriness

Now final signal
All in safe shelters to save
From mighty heinous
But food-less centers for lives
Painful more than epic deaths

Sun and moon
Preexistence of good lights
But covering by the earth
Preexistence of the dark
There's day, night

Lockdown Reign
By the govt to save all lives
But to implement the rules
Please perfectly ensure it-
'Door to door
Healthy foods and medicines
Delivery is precondition
Of Lockdown'

12.04.2020 (Chattogram City)
Categories: presaging, how i feel,
Form: I do not know?


Aftermath of Hurricane Florence Eye Deux

discovered primacy birthright
(i.e. revanchist deeded sic - seeded),
what "she," viz Mother Nature
     felt tubby "her" right,
bar no holds Gaia
     pulled out all stops
     punishingly ravaged North Carolina
     mercilessly didst wring

havoc bore out flooding
     and proved accurate "NON
     FAKE" fervent devout 
     alarmist theologians
     appropriating weather forecasters dire
     prediction as doomsday message
     fore taste testing, telling, and texting
     presaging Armageddon authored

     by cosmic playwright,
whence global pulverizing,
     savaging, and torturing spite
     fully sucker punching
     swing, perhaps indicative dire strait
(a hunch from this topflight
atheist) posits ultraright
religionists possibly ascribe
     divine creator a bit uptight.
Categories: presaging, 10th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Dramatic Verse

Premium MemberBeyond the Breakers

Ocean waves crash in the rocks
Containing an unleashing fury
Presaging the imminent storm
Forming deep inside of the mind

Night falls in the cerulean sky
Pouring a somber in the air
Causing goosebumps in the skin
Feeling an uncontrollable fear

Creatures of an unknown world
Appear in the old wood house 
Reclaiming the price of sold soul 
Take the fragile man to inferno




February 10, 2017
Categories: presaging, dark,
Form: Free verse

Earth-2

Earth

Mono syllables are potent
But are best left  untouched
They call for a gargantuan grasp.

For this monumental  mono
Commonplace,though
With a contemporary spin, 
A monologue just wont do.

And without a twin,
Its original  ware ,hard and soft , 
Ever  a  win-win 

Holder of holocausts
Moulder of magnificence
Fairly fed on presaging  gods

Fielding  primordial fate 
Flourishing and floundering
Female-male  fecundity

Llipid  life limpet like stuck
In  non- finite lines, measured out
And treasured  nonetheless
In miles and guiles,
Millennia and   manias

Form: Freeverse
3 May 13
S.Jagathsimhan Nair
For Giorgio's ' Impress me-5' contest.
Motif: Philosophical,  old poem
Categories: presaging, earth,
Form: Free verse

Presaging

The morning on Mars back to the moon,
lunch at high noon,  a short nap
Tea on this planet with a celestial map
That will be your schedule soon

This year the vacation’s planned for Andromeda
It’s only a two day drive, after all
You’re not badly off and have a stellar jeep
A recent make, albeit somewhat small
No matter though for your latest family is from Saturn
Where they come quite slim, and tall

Remember to visit the exclusive colony there
of sunbathing sloths
Who own parasite superseers
Shooting light vectors out of eyes
that transfix passing stars
In order gently to wipe their galactic tears

All that is for November
Now it’s only June and months of work
Designing an antimatter belt infinitely self expanding
To girdle an eighth of the universe
The order was terse : The plans must be ready
by September full stop
You know the Chinaman, the inscrutable cop
Deputising, for whom? Whomsoever
Never say sorry, never say no, never ever

It’s late, very late, by candlelight . I yawn .
Must finish this letter and sleep, before it’s dawn
Categories: presaging, science fiction
Form: Free verse

The Oppressor

They predicate despotism, while matriculating the 
servile.Presaging them to complacency.Who without the prescience of life's 
cadence,will continue to perpetuate peonage?They who poignantly and temper 
mentally,display acerbic discourse.Arousing those erroneous acts that cause the 
chasm of inculcation to avail.We listen for the mantra,the interloper,who will 
resolve the vortex of these avarice bevaviors.The recess of the perspicacious 
have caused an inevitable loss.Yet the ostensible foray that perforates and 
inundates one's soul,still lingers.They mold our transcendental light as if 
inchoate,while satiating themselves.Daring your ineffable prose to hue with 
antagonism and candor.                                                                                                
                                                                   THE OPPRESSOR
Categories: presaging, people, social,
Form: Dramatic Verse
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