Casanovas slipping into the red-light tangle;
Forbidden fruits, where temptations dangle.
A carousel sequelae of transient fun,
Shoving precious life through a darkened dungeon.
Herpes, a saboteur of life's quality;
Silent falsehoods, pernicious in totality.
Retrovirus tainting the filthy foray—
Courtesan's fate wrapped in tragic dismay.
The French disease, resurging like a dragon,
Greatest mimicker, its curse on the wagon.
An avalanche of despair, harrowing as the Holocaust;
Fleeting morale fulgurates, bruising life's bitter frost.
Relationships crumble, akin to a precarious card cascade—
An insidious monster of misery, lurking like a ticking grenade.
Dire repercussions of the aftermath,
Grueling the innocent's once-quiet path.
Serenading the cognizant wizard,
Salvaging thyself from a tumultuous blizzard.
I ask for all the pain,
My potential is bound in the chain,
I ask for all the struggle,
My wings caught in rubble.
I ask for all the tears,
More than my eyes bears,
I ask for all the challenges,
In silence my mind plunges.
I ask you to break my will,
At the bottom of the hill I lay still,
But I will make sure to rise,
For my dreams, I want to realise.
She turns sixteen one cold December clime
He strings dissembling lover’s thorns so girthed
The sprouts of pristine virtue split by crime
The core is sore, this shriveled Rose is birthed
Though frigid Rose, she seeks to now resorb
In her befuddled plight, she mopes the night
Unless she grips the dim celestine orb,
This missy won’t discern the course to light
For limpid routes unveil the flourished trees
The cue this Rose reckoned to spring to growth
With flower buds resurging strong in breeze
The core once sore is now in timely blowth
She’s now eighteen one blissful, springy morn
Before the world, this blossomed Rose is born
Never be bewildered
That my instincts submerged
In the malevolence and
Dearness of the world
Could have been reinvigorated
By you, saved and renewed
Just like a resurging lep
When the latter opts out
I am created of giant solid rocks
Stationary but mutable
And you the damp feel
Of winter fur lies
Songs of fresh breeze
Declines as cascades
And my lyrics being lawns
Of undulating grass
Silent chirps and murmurs
I expected less but asked nothing
That deep undemanding tenderness
I gravely wish to offer a little space
To achieve my dreams in yours.
When feelings stop,
words take over
Emotion harried,
pen unleashed
Heart in limbo,
mind resurging
Muse in waiting
—time released
(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)
Lemon grass fragrant and delicate
scents the air
pale light greens and yellowing brown wisps
float in the breeze
chilly light beneath a pale white sun;
December first edges in the season
greeting crisp brown shades
faltering after the frost
solid earthen steps echo
throughout the naked forests;
History resounds reminders
of seasons passed and forgotten
resurging the dreams
that once lived, longed for discovery
resonating reverberations of the past;
December reawakes
the child of inspiration
caricatured parody of who we once were
breathing in the hopes and dreams
of a Christmas memory revived
a December on the wind.
ADAABA (INCULPATION)
submerged in marshy waters
she mused furiously
rotating the blades
while massaging the hilt
silently hopeful
as the timing is crucial
marching to deluge
the seemingly matching threat
alluring destiny to the test
the stage has been set
striding unhonoured
strapping humor
fastened in an uncommon bed
blended to the lurking danger
abiding within nooks and corners
of her one time haven
now a thicken den
laced with scheming leeches
sucking all hopes away
now she stares in awe
trying to drown
this resurging moments
of hopeless days
lying next to wasted nights.
#TO SURVIVE...
MENTAL TORMENT ARRIVES TO
"DO OVER" AND "TAKEOVER"
In Any Unexpected Moment...
TRESPASSES And LIFE'S DAGGERS Has A
UNIQUE SWAGGER!
YET,
WE WERE BORN BODACIOUS AND BRAVE...
AND WHAT FACES US, {COURAGE}
CO-PILOTS DEMAND!
UNDERSTAND, A SURVIVOR* SURPASSES, SURPRISES AND SUPERSEDES EVEN THE SURMOUNTABLE...
RECOGNIZING {RE-INVENTING} RESURGING!!!
"WEALTH WITHIN SELF"
"WILLINGLY WINNING :-)"
«STRONGER» THAN THE SPINNING...
NOW WE THRIVE! ! ! (NOT JUST SURVIVE)
PILOTING AT PATROLE...
EFFECTIVELY, WHAT WE CAN CONTROL...
«CLOSING HOLE IN SOUL»
LET'S FEEL AND RELISH THAT IN FACT...
ADDRESSING & REASSESSING...
ENRICHED OUTCOMES FOR THE "EVOLVING ONE"
«WHOLE! ! !»
Renee D. Gross {GHPPR} SEPT 23, 2023#
A rush of emotions
a quickening of heartbeats
holding blank sheet close to chest
he could hear its crackling sigh
and knew now his intent
half panting he rushed home
his tongue had gone dry
with tremulous tips
and quivering lip
picked up his pen
and wrote to his heart's content
smearing paper with fondest imprints
till the blood in his fingers froze
moment of a lost era resurging
as he drowned in their tiny souls
a half smile now played on his lips
as a joyous tear rolled
smudging the inked page
and he could have sworn
that words too smiled along
through the moist haze...
Date June 1 2017
Contest any theme any form max 25 lines
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Great chaos and confussion precede
The changes that bring happiness
Repelling lurking darkness
Allowing light to flow
Setting peace and love
Resurging new
Creature cloaked
In pure
Soul
For Shortform Standard Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Stand
4-16-2017
Sun arises in azure horizon
Returning to the bizarre dimension
Grizzly fiends succumb to unknown force
Attracting as strong magnet
Linked with an unseen knot
Light shines in the blue morning
Dispeling the field evilness
Warding off from the darkness
Resurging with great shining
Couple renewed vows
Fifty years of blissed union
Hidden in shadows
Bleeding tears of emotion
A blend of vampires and wolves
For Challenge Write One Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Broken Wings
September 1, 2016
Third Place
When another year
Passes without getting
The striving results
Change totally life aspects
Future should improve someday
_______________
Nayda Ivette
11-24-2015
Puerto Rico
9:55 p.m.
Romans and Greeks
Sound synonymous to antiques,
Symbols of Renaissance
Old yet fashionable,
Not bygone are the most valuable,
Classical stamps of the aeon,
Singing chronicles of yesteryears,
Resurging and Reawakening past,
Are the antiques!
Precious history coming alive,
Culture visible a priceless scribe,
Massive learning for the present,
Since what are known present today,
Will be memorable antiques of tomorrow !!
Written on 18/4/14
Scattered quacking,
rolls of thunder,
magnets shaking,
earths big wonder.
Volcanos aching
clouds of ash.
Tsunami making
all beaches clash.
Ozone leaving,
a solar flash,
planet heating,
Gods mighty wrath.
Wars emerging
day and night.
Oil resurging,
endless in sight.
Foods depleting,
No jobs abound,
Water's needed,
though nowhere found....
The Applethoughtrotten
Her layered grin dark crimson sodden
A holocaustic blazing from dead eyes
Enduring eternities of trodden waiting
Emerging ravenous from cocooned disguise
Cleaving searing with bloody daggered fingers
Devouring the radiance of the psyche infantile
Remorseless fearless hunter of dark obscurity
Licking sated scarlet drips off her lips so vile
Consumed disease her senses searching
Her venom running down that timed chiseled face
Her prey naive of malevolence that’s stalking
Enveloped in misted night without sound or trace
The lifeblood ingested empowers insanity
Resurging her vampiric senses long inert
Crying for innocence to satiate her cravings
Shadowing out the meekly finishing her work
Hovering over the pale chalked corpses
Proclaiming victory to all those of night
Dread the rise of this midnight huntress
Fear her fervent demon bite.
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