Eyes filled with pride, he watched with love
He whispered "Thanks" to God above.
Walked slowly down the aisle his bride
He watched with love, eyes filled with pride.
So beautiful her wedding gown
The aisle his bride walked slowly down.
With elegance so natural
Her wedding gown so beautiful.
With vows well planned, both took their stance
Quite natural with elegance.
Eyes for each other, hand in hand
Both took their stance with vows well planned.
Married now much to discover
Hand in hand, eyes for each other.
With wedding rings they sealed each vow
Much to discover, married now.
After rainy season appears autumn
which is partly cloudy.
Sky of normal life mostly shows partly cloudy —
extreme cases occur darkened by cloud
Life is rough and tough
with daily struggle :
Rare chance to win , but fair chance to lose.
Path of life runs uneven, even dark cloud chase
always, though there is silver lining in every cloud,
also thunderbolts roar loud.
Sky of love is also partly cloudy always,
even the couple to enjoy amour
in glamour..
Joy of rainbow glistens
yet possessiveness embowers
making atmosphere partly cloudy.
Happiness can't run without break,
may be partly cloudy by grief
Truth is always ruthless,
yet may be partly cloudy by lies.
Bright sunny day to be shadowed
turning partly cloudy,
that's quite natural-
An inevitable happenstance.
Real love is loyal.
Love is liberal.
Love and loyalty run parallel.
No chance of betrayal.
When adoration is mutual,
involvement also emotional.
Love unfolds pretty petals
on pivot of loyalty becoming ethereal.
Love to be twined with loyalty, just normal.
Neither something special
nor exceptional,
but quite natural.
Love must be loyal,
dedicated, devotional
never in dismal
but it's royal.
Shikata ga nai !
I won't lie
Dear, I am crushing
on you ,
My yearnings are rushing .
My passion is thrashing.
Romance is flashing.
Nothing new !
Quite natural in love story
nothing to worry,
What to do ?
But the main problem
I feel ashamed !
Don't know how to interact
How will you react ?
Using tact
how should I act
to win your heart
My sweetheart !
Bubbling blood to flood :
To resist too hard.
Urge in disorder:
Ardent ardour
crossing border
whirling, twirling, swirling..
Amorous storm spinning
on axis of crazy confusion :
Worth to mention.
Your non- response swinging
my expectation.
Can't explain ' How ' or 'When ' or 'Why ' ?
Word ' Perhaps ' to justify.
Dulcet dream pull me to soar high.
I am to sigh !
Shikata ga nai.
I'm usually quite upbeat in all my poems
So why should is this one be different
Going to make an attempt to come down off my cloud
And stop pretending everybody loves everybody
I'm certainly aware of the ills of the world
These constant flareups that have been happening
Since the very dawn of civilization
As a member of the human race
I'm certainly not proud of our record
Of constant conflict somewhere in this world of ours
They say us guys are very territorial
If that's the case, we'll never be able to coexist
With people of different colour, language and customs
We are bound to clash
It's quite natural to have differences
But why do these differences have to lead to war
Why can't we sit down as civilized people
And solve our differences
We humans are a combative bunch at the best of times
But the average person in the street
Doesn't want war, just wants to live their life in peace
Provide for their family and go about their business
All we want is to be happy
IS THIS TOO MUCH TO ASK
Dance of anger not to welcome.
It brings only nuisances.
Do not indulge, it has no charm.
Actually makes no senses.
Anger sprouts ! Quite natural.
Dance of anger not to welcome.
Don’t encourage, May be fatal.
Anger invites just loss and harm.
Anger spreads fast in broad spectrum,
resulting several evils.
Dance of anger not to welcome.
Anger can be termed as Devil.
Lies and malice produce anger.
To stop anger, you have freedom.
Have spirit, don’t turn avenger.
Dance of anger not to welcome.
I'm usually quite upbeat in all my poems
So why should is this one be any different
Going to make an attempt to come down off my cloud
And stop pretending everybody loves everybody
I'm certainly aware of the ills of the world
These constant flareups that have been happening
Since the very dawn of civilization
As a member of the human race
I'm certainly not proud of our record
Of constant conflict somewhere in this world
They say us guys are very territorial
If that's the case, we'll never be able to coexist
With people of different colour, language and customs
We are bound to clash
It's quite natural to have differences
But why do these differences have to lead to war
Why can't we sit down as civilized people
And solve our differences
We humans are a combative bunch at the best of times
But the average person on the street
Doesn't want war, just wants to live their life in peace
Provide for their family and go about their business
All we want is to be happy
“Is this too much to ask?”
thoughts relate to
mind-body vessel
it is then quite natural
for thoughts to arise
so we look at them
instantly discerning
and so distinguishing
between the impulses
pertaining to our soul
versus ego cravings
as flow of life renews
constant mindfulness
holds steady awareness
that whatever may be
presence is always free
whether we indulge awhile
or whether we negate
illusions in mind manifest
20-April-2023
I'm usually quite upbeat in all my poetry
So why should this one be any different
Going to make an attempt to come down off my cloud
And stop pretending everybody loves everybody
I'm certainly aware of the ills of the world
These constant flareups that have been happening
Since the very dawn of civilization
As a member of the human race
I'm certainly not proud of our record
Of constant conflict somewhere in this world of ours
They say us guys are very territorial
If that's the case, we'll never be able to coexist
With people of different colour, language and customs
We are bound to clash
It's quite natural to have differences
But why do these differences have to lead to war
Why can't we sit down as civilized people
And solve our differences
We humans are a combative bunch at the best of times
But the average person on the street
Doesn't want war, just wants to live life in peace
Provide for their family and go about their business
All we want is to be happy
Is that too much to ask?
GLIMPSES
look anywhere
randomly
& experience
subtle
movement
quite natural
slow motion
circulating
a concise i
mage
a happening
drifting
through
experience
sounds
quietly
as
appropriate
concepts
as echoes
materialise
& linger
elsewhere
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
Have you noticed
When kiddies play
They play with guns of war
They learn from us
What seems to be
Really quite natural I'm sure
The future of
Our planet lies
In the hands of every child
Let's teach each soul
And guide them through
The perils with a smile
A positive take
On life it seems
Helps reach that distant goal
We don't need tools
Of war from now on
Just peace in every soul
So treasure our kids
And nurture them
To change the times ahead
And make this place
Much better than
The years of fear and dread
It can be done
If all of us
Just listen to our hearts
Let's forge a path
With kiddie's help
And make a brand new start!
Ever notice when kiddies play
They pretend they're in a war
They learn from us what seems to be
Quite natural to our core
The future of our planet Earth
Is in the hands of every child
Let's try our best to guide them through
The perils with a smile
A positive take on life it seems
Helps reach that distant goal
We don't need tools of war no more
Just peace in every soul
Treasure our kids and nurture them
To change the times ahead
And make this place much better than
The years of fear and dread
It can surely be done if all of us
Just listen to our hearts
Let's forge a path with our kiddies' help
And make a brand new start!
IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK
I'm usually quite upbeat in all my poems
So why should is this one be different
Going to make an attempt to come down off my cloud
And stop pretending everybody loves everybody
I'm certainly aware of the ills of the world
These constant flareups that have been happening
Since the very dawn of civilization
As a member of the human race
I'm certainly not proud of our record
Of constant conflict somewhere in this world of ours
They say us guys are very territorial
If that's the case, we'll never be able to coexist
With people of different colour, language and customs
We are bound to clash
It's quite natural to have differences
But why do these differences have to lead to war
Why can't we sit down as civilized people
And solve our differences
We humans are a combative bunch at the best of times
But the average person on the street
Doesn't want war, just wants to live their life in peace
Provide for their family and go about their business
All we want is to be happy
IS THIS TOO MUCH TO ASK
What drives me to post poems every day
Little green men dancing the plié?
Or maybe a monster with one evil eye?
Enormous dragons, oversized flies?
Whatever the subject, I never need fret
The ideas keep flowing, on that you can bet
Like having a baby or baking a pie
It comes quite natural for us gals and guys!
What could it be, is it fortune or fame?
Or could it just be, the thrill of the game
To challenge one's psyche to write every day
Sometimes it's easy, sometimes nay!
Got some advice for newbies among us
Writing every day is by no means a must
It's a goal to shoot for in the days up ahead
But don't lose sleep, it's nothing to dread!
MET FIRST LOVE
Met my first love on exchange of glances.
No interaction! Though unbelievable.
Yet mutual emotive urge to succumb.
Love to sprout: Quite natural happenstance
To voice his emotion, he was unable.
Love dumb.
Amour sighed, wept in deep dolor and rue.
Destined silence settled in soul to plumb.
He could not utter single syllable.
Reticence, hesitation induce to
make numb.
10/31/20
First Place
The Speaker Contest by Sara Kendrick
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