Presentiment Poems | Examples

Between Safety and Danger

tiptoeing 
through a minefield 
    f r a u g h t 
with combustible opportunities
        a groom 
jilted at the altar by bride
who'd rather stay 
                "just friends."
humiliated at his wedding,
             still reeling 
from devastating heartbreak,
yet he won't throw in the towel.
 he's sucked back into
the rabbit hole of presentiment.
family and friends 
scratch their heads 
                    in frustration;
they push him
to make a clean break...
" leave this woman, she will hurt you, again!,"
they implore.
s  e  n  s  i  n  g 
     inevitable trouble 
on the horizon,
they preach safety first,
yet, he stubbornly chooses
    to flirt 
          with danger; 
so it's back to square one. 
he still loves her, deeply,
but does she?

As If You Care

The oxide earth vapours, the vernal air trembles
A dirty white sky overhangs in your glasses
Viridian green tints the water, it shambles
The exuberant stems of the lilies and grasses
Like women with oars punt in David Brayne's pictures
My senses are floating through waters in bloom
No exaggerations in landscape are featured
No lyrical effects, but seasonal gloom
Filled with presentiment of evidential 
I thought to smile, but in fact, didn't dare
In swinging of oars there is something essential
And something is missable, as if you care.

Appeal of Poetry

     Appeal of Poetry 

     Poetry is the open wide window of life to breathe fresh
     on creation cum recreation
     and in introspection .
     Wandering in dreams to be amused
     on own muse resonating musical.

     Human emotions is best to be relished
     through poems.
     Lyrics also are part of poetry to reflect in core of heart 
     neither to analyze nor to criticise, 
     Emotive urges surge to flow in opulence 
     in poetry sprouting through seeds of dormant desires
     sown in human soul.

     Poems , whelm sparkling as gems 
      on refraction, diffraction 
     through lens of feelings producing 
     fabulous, fervid, fervent fervour..
     Whatever !
      May be composed in symmetry of rhymes
      or formed in assymetrical free verse
      yet must be rhythmic being enhanced
      in passion, warmth and presentiment.
    
     Pretty Poetry has ecstatic entry
     to find permanent place in every mind

Presentiment Convalescent

Romance is kindled
by fiery ashes dwindled

Cares not for anguish
wants to clear languish

Prepare for the searing
expectancy is cheering

Figure craves wholeness
restoring health focus

Connecting with deities
rejecting ancient theories

Replacing the torment
with ageless advent

Let us commence fasting
our creation everlasting

Sixth Sense

Progressive penetrative phenomenon 
Pertaining to particular peculiar powers of perception 
Psychological prosaic persuasive predictions
Probing probable peripheral presentiment


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Alliteration contest by Barry Stebbings
One stanza of four lines only
© 4th December 2017

Intricate Love

Thou art the only one that I love,
Ever since the day you stole my heart,
And when our eyes had its first collide.
It is always thee here in my mind.

I can't contain presentiment inside of mine,
And it feels like I am mesmerized,
I’ve lost my mind whenever thy near,
And can't deny I feel the chills.

So intricate this love must be,
Thy heart perhaps beats not for me,
I hope my surmise is not that true,
'Coz all I want is thee my love.

Love is requisite to live this life,
So I want to proffer genuinely it to thee,
Thou accept it with great felicity,
And thou hold me close to feel thy warm embrace.

Intricate Love

Thou art the only one that I love,
Ever since the day you stole my heart,
And when our eyes had its first collide.
It is always thee here in my mind.

I can't contain presentiment inside of mine,
And it feels like I am mesmerized,
I’ve lost my mind whenever thy near,
And can't deny I feel the chills.

So intricate this love must be,
Thy heart perhaps beats not for me,
I hope my surmise is not that true,
'Coz all I want is thee my love.

Love is requisite to live this life,
So I want to proffer genuinely it to thee,
Thou accept it with great felicity,
And thou hold me close to feel thy warm embrace.

Intricate Love

Thou art the only one that I love,
Ever since the day you stole my heart,
And when our eyes had its first collide.
It is always thee here in my mind.

I can't contain presentiment inside of mine,
And it feels like I am mesmerized,
I’ve lost my mind whenever thy near,
And can't deny I feel the chills.

So intricate this love must be,
Thy heart perhaps beats not for me,
I hope my surmise is not that true,
'Coz all I want is thee my love.

Love is requisite to live this life,
So I want to proffer genuinely it to thee,
Thou accept it with great felicity,
And thou hold me close to feel thy warm embrace.

Virtual Reality

Deep as defeat as conspicuous
As the influx of presentiment

Passion is aimless humility
Panic is native to injury

Reasoning divulging odium
Sparkles unchosen but chemical

Puritans' speechless delivery
Idles in syllables neutral to
Carpet biology tapestries
Woven in Persian but personal
Surfaced in diamonds and sodium
Burnishing flavorful scaffolding
Sauntering over the savagery
Blanketing social impurity

Witnesses! Silence the speechlessness!
Caution the ignorant eagerly!

Woe as the end of the suffering
Millions of eyes as the visual.

It May Be Cruel To Her

Sijo 2

          it may be cruel to her/but I cannot shake off this
         ominous presentiment/of the girl once I loved most
    she has left this world long ago/stepping on the lonely path

Presentiment

Her guts were barking at her like a dog, 
“What is it boy? What’s wrong?”
She tried putting a little English on what she felt.
Her eyes were exposed to the rust spots; she walked in the other direction,
mentally sanding it out.
It was a roller coaster nearing the top, and all she could think about was a missing piece of track. 
Surrounded by faces smiling and screaming with their hands in the air.
“I guess this is really going to happen” she thought as she plunged into the icy dark water.

Everyone began to leave, their arms around one another. 
She stood there alone, dripping wet, holding onto a stupid red balloon.

Bedouin: Desert Transient

Freelance wanderer carefully navigating the vast expanse
Shadow warrior doth stealthily advance without 
remonstrance
With bartered lance, pawned knife; abridged parlance
Shuffling in tantric harmony o'er unforgiving terrain; 
nuanced eccentric
Camel cavalcade, entrancing spectacle across glistening 
sands prancing
Shrouded by the frantic wind; each, cloaked itinerant a 
tenured mantic
Trading the rationed provenance of open spaces for 
gratuitous providence of flowering oases
Prudently forming each tribal alliance; deviously skirting 
terms of compliance
Hearth covering from servile herd exacted; animistic 
seams redacted
Burdened traveler in psychosomatic trance; by warming 
flame, pyromantic
Each tenement provisioned by industrious wives; lofty 
presentiment
Hospitality granted to imploring drifters; enmity shown 
to extorting grifters

As If Monarchy

O, Your Highness hold below that dominance ... 
lets gets rid of sin niche 
to appear all over its meaning clear 
no hidden word blame 
and we will bathe light 

O, Your Highness stand beyond that dominion... 
we are you wearing that crown 
arranged by the time itself 
we are always over your head 
Above us the sky is always waiting 

O, Your Highness lie down that presentiment... 
we do not want to laugh in the party 
roll your bed is too filled by dust 
let a closed eye on every lie 
We realize that death often comes uncertain 

O, Your Highness keep that silence... 
we shall dwell in quiet

Understanding

'tis not the first that i have found
but in my heart it does seem so.
whereof can this be?
it passes understanding for me to know.
and yet i dwell upon the mystery
confused and in bewilderment.
yet must i contemplate all that is before me.
but there is no logic or presentiment.
so how should i travel on my quest,
how best to proceed in my darkness?
there is no choice but to forge ahead
and hope that there no precipice lies.
we are in the dark where enlightenment rarely falls.
like a flash of lightning,an epiphany fleetingly shows
and then it darkens into doubt and despair.
oh god,light up my darkness.
for where else can i turn in this bleak chaos?

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