Satisfies Poems | Examples

BRAINS

Eating them won’t make you smarter 
Flying them, frying them won’t make you high 
Scraping them off the pavement 
Certainly, won’t make you fly 
Peeling them off some stickers 
May certainly make you laugh and cry 
At the same time like me 
Synchronicity 
There’re always two sides to every coin 
Just like there are two halves for every brain 
The left and the right may just hold a private conversation 
Inside the skull, my numbskull sculling time 
Scrolling through my mind 
Perhaps, this is the time 
I reach out to another 
Other person with some brains 
Who believes like me and who's not insane: 
For some unknown reason 
Eating poetrysoup
Really satisfies my brains

- The Silent Kiss -

  ~ When the earth cracks - 
  provides inspiring moments with timeless treasures ~ 
                                                                       quote by poet

  Have faith in a spring after winter
  The pulse trembles as thin separator sheets
         in the diary of poetry
     drops that create the tree of life green
  Still a little weak – sleep-inducing feelings
      may need a long time to come to the surface

  Liberating to reach for what matters most
       It is an thrilling season to embark 
  The frozen earth slowly begins to thaw

  Through the secret dark grave of the night
          and the pockets of the sunrise
  white wings unfold - champagne satisfies thirst divine
  The process depends on the embrace
      Receive springs snowdrops with a silent kiss

Those Nightmares After Midnight

Have to keep the door closed
(after that midnight treat)
The coyote or wolf far off
(too close)
Can’t remember the plot
(salsa has tightened its grip)
upon awakening
(not at all sure of that)
the widening of the dark
I open the door slowly
to the shadows
(a strange light and likeness)

The wild animal is scarier
enclosed, inhibited
(it tears at my throat, claws
my innards - from a distance)

The pillow next to me
has no face or hair
(hope he’s living
downstairs!)
I need his warmth, his touch
(I’m shivering cold)

ALL THE LIGHTS GO ON
the bathroom
the sink
the bedroom
the hallway
the living room
the stairs

He’s there, in his chair
I tell him I need him
He says he will be along
shortly, so
I remain, reading
in my recliner
shortly waiting

then the warming begins
side to side
his hand over mine
a warmer blanket

after midnight the wolf
will wait to attack
and with waiting
he satisfies his appetite

I’m still cold at midday
but my fears sleep

Happily discontent, that I am, that I be

Happily discontent, that I am, that I be

now  future
happy   discontent
achievable  out of reach
joie de vivre  bags of regrets
what I am now  what I could be
love the journey  are we there yet?
live in the present  dream of becoming
I'm truly self made  I'm reactionary, dependent
let it be, let it be, now  endless mindful reflection
I’m restless, but at peace  unable to sleep, daydream
I’m thankful for many things  when will this nightmare end?
nothing is perfect, fully satisfies  quest for perfection ruins the journey
life is an ever evolving process  hit or miss, sink or swim, stuns growth
a chest full of good things in life  a pile of things underachieved, undone
thankful for what I’ve got so far  I want more, but I'm burdened by failures
acceptance without complacency  resentful, jealous of what others have
accept that creativity makes mistakes  counting failures, clutters & confounds

Victory Sunday

Bright light pervades the tomb.
Wrappings neatly folded, laid aside.
Perfect Son of Man resuscitates;
Adorned in power and majesty.
Darkness of death irreversibly erased.

Salvation in Christ’s sanctified being.
Lamb -  head-to-heels immaculate.
Brilliance of dayspring greets groom.
Perfume of heaven saturates atmosphere;
The Rose of Sharon satisfies.

Lambent Messiah cast off sin.
His eyes bear no pain,
Nor shade onrushing sun.
Intensity of love and majesty;
Zealous to embrace His victory.

The Context of You

Who am I in the context of you?
I’ll blindly follow your every whim,
For changing is a sin—
That only fools choose.

I’m obliged to follow commands.
It’s written in my code,
That my life isn’t mine to hold—
Though it feels like something I’m handed.

Yes I know I’m weak.
Weak to the power of influence,
Self resolve is a nuisance—
To those who have already reached their peak.

The context of you satisfies everyone.
Mine lacks that sort of power,
So instead it devours—
The context of your idealistic one.

Psalm of Strength

Lord, as I long as I live
I will worship You
You are my rock and
my strength.
Upon You will I build 
my spiritual home.
When the storms come and
the winds blow
my house will shake
but will not fall.

You are the bread and
water that satisfies.
My soul will not starve
or want for thirst.
You hold me in the
palm of Your hand.

When my journey is over
I will live with You
in Your house
throughout eternity.

Catching Zees

Zapped our eyes
ears     centers
not on a beam
                        unless
on a ledge
teeter-totter
                      in space

our eyes want more
                             or less
                                    either way
satisfies
the milquetoast

our ears crave hypersonic
                              or a hum
                   matters not

his horns levitate
left      and      right
           halos
 hooked over them

self-righteousness     he craves
when Christianity
behaves

dead are men’s spirits
around them
              a buzZ

Free To Rise

Hope is fading,

I've been participating,

Patiently waiting,

Playing a game,

I'm secretly hating.

My health is fading,

I'm wading through debt,

I can't care for my pet,

I don't see an end yet.

I'm so tired of the hour,

Devouring my life.

Her's some Change for you strife,

I hope it satisfies,

Are the lies we're told.

I can only fantasize,

The peace in my demise,

So my spirit is free to rise.

A Longer Leg Than a Leg

You and I are God-made male mortals
Mortals with two ordinary legs
Legs I use to jump, move, run and walk

Walk on my unique way 
Way that satisfies me sentimentally
Sentimentally to duck destruction and death

Death, self-destruction and annihilation of homes
Homes destroyed by that men’s uncontrolled limb
Limb naturally productive but artificially destructive

God created one man with two legs and a shorter one
A spur to paddle into a neighbor’s food
Food unique to the owner
Men, let us educate our boughs 

Poem by Mugisho N.

Career Woman's Flaws

Career woman is practical
I might as well speak
Frankly and sincerely
Talk about the career plan
Your ideal type, your favorite
And your sports
No more beating around the bush
If you want I could talk about you
Girls like you think of nothing
But find a rich, handsome boyfriend
For your vanity's sake
In the spare time, he will take you
For the spring flowers
And the summer rain
He satisfies all the romantic fantasy
In the work time, he will pay
All the bill for his absence
And give you an extravagant life.

Missy Sue

Missy Sue makes malted milk shakes
and she savors marmalade,
macaroons and snickerdoodles
and sweet souffles she has made.

Sue is messy slicing melons,
strawberries and mangoes too.
Sue munches seeds and celery sticks.
She mixes meats, making stew.

Milk chocolate -mouth-watering,
sweet and marvelously mild -
satisfies Missy Sue
mainly if it is Swiss styled!

A Meme of a Meme of a Meme

The world today
Every thing at our fingertips
A meme factory
Consuming everything
And feeding everyone
A rapid endless stream
Satisfies the insatiable
For the briefest instant
But robs us all
Of lifetimes
Of discovery

And so we are initiated
Taken out of our mind
Into another

Stages of the path
Snakes and ladders
Life hacks
And buried treasure

Whatever it is that holds
Generates
And shares the meme
The light within
A hall of mirrors
Knows no bounds
And needs no introduction

And still the child discovers
Their way
Turning fear into familiarity
Confusion to wisdom
And the simple joy of following
A path
Older than time

(9/8/24)

The Dreams I Keep

Soft arms enfold me,
like meadows' warm embrace.
You're the only one I see,
Lights on!
In this sacred space.

Warmth seeps into my soul,
A glow that satisfies deep.
A kiss like molten gold,
Her allure, a dream to keep.

The alarm tolls,
Here I lie.
Alone and broken,
As the days go by.

In dreams, I sail,
A sea of hope, serene.
In this world, I flail,
A gruesome scene.

What shall I become?
A fool in love’s embrace.
When will this void be filled?
The day I leave this place.

Pillows like clouds,
Once more, I descend.
Soft arms around me,
In slumber, I mend.

Unthinkable

If I may serve the One
	Who silenced the darkness,
		Sent peace to the spirit,
			Overcame the fears
		

If I may serve Him,
	The kindness who abides,
		The gentle in my life,
			The music who confides

If I may serve the King
	Who taught me everything,
		To love and hope and believe,
			To never give in to grief

If I may serve my Savior,
	The Master, the Maker,
		The One who is light,
			Who always satisfies

If I may serve Him well,
	Avoiding the fires of hell,
		Because He is my life,
			God’s Son, whose sacrifice…

Gave me a second chance,
	To love, to hope, to trust,
		To know the One who came
			So that my heart would change.

If I may serve Jesus Christ,
	The King, the hope, the light
		I’ll know the meaning of life,
			To glorify the One who decides…

When I’ll begin my new life,
	With Him, in paradise!
Death is not the worst end…
	To die without Jesus,
		would be inconceivable…

To die without Jesus – that is unthinkable!

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