Short Agitate Poems
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Trump Did Have A Date
With Putin, Trump will have a date;
And of course knew would retaliate;
Together did snore,
Created an uproar,
And did bring devil along to agitate.
Jim Horn
Although it isn’t always easy
every now and then may we be blessed
to forget about all the things that agitate, disturb and annoy us
and concentrate even if it’s only for a little while
on all that is beautiful, heartwarming and joyous
Endless mountains now
reach for the sky.
Tis the season for it
so torrential downpours begin.
Rushing creeks form
and the deepest gorges overflow.
Waterfalls agitate the murky depths
and raise up whitest foam.
A desolate land
destroyed by breakfast.
Alliteration afreshes tracheae
As you compose the consonant comparisons
Assures tongue twist the trust of vowels
Amend the departed stress slogans of stance
As you compare as you compose
Alliteration again agitate stanzas
Am sure as you swear you see what you sown.
how easy can it get
all we need to do
is remain at rest
ego wishes to agitate
deflecting our attention
it’s cravings never abate
invoking bliss magnetism
flow of thoughts cease
joy fills body prism
staid silence enables
bliss ignition in the heart
spoken of in awe in fables
Slowed down vibration of earth life
More so in waking state
Helps us to discern without strife
Desires that agitate
As we enter silence
Stirs inner sentience
Our soul’s blissful presence
Feel each sensation
Slowed down vibration
23-November-2021
Quietus
Can we abdicate
thoughts that agitate,
which shrivel our soul,
burning like hot coal?
To whom do thoughts come,
that veil God’s kingdom,
shrouding divine light,
making day like night?
In-dwelling this form,
invite bliss pulse warm
to throb in each pore,
whilst keeping no score!
01-May-2022
Desperation
overcoming fear
momentarily
Degree of difficulty
day by day rising
continuously
Feeling contracted
by circumstances
we agitate
Finding no peace
in the outer world
we meditate
We are still
yet all the doing
is yet done
We feel a calm
spacial & tranquil
with God one
23-November-2020
In my collection
a card oof Martin Luther King
has taken its posistion among the other cards
I have bought or traded for
Shot down like a dog
He tried to bring peace to a harsh, troubled world
Died young
He knew what he was getting into when he
began to agitate
He is missed by many
Martin Luther King
The serpent within
Lays coiled
Yet never at peace
Tremors of forever
Agitate its presence
Its necessity
Determined by
Its need
To shield, protect, defy
Those who wish
It exiled
Into soundless stillness
Stripped of its awareness
A silent sentinel
Muted
Lest it strike
Its fang-like “voice”
Injecting
An end
To the conversation
Hate
is like a dormant volcano that’s eager to erupt,
like a coconut that’s destined to drop
on your head
when you least expect it.
Do not agitate,
if you can’t estimate
the point of disruption
and the beginning of the end of tranquility.
Hate
is like a bomb
with a long fuse
that will send harmony
to its tomb
with a seismic symphony.
The force, the pressure
To become something great
Is beginning to penetrate
Agitate my complacency & prepare for war.
I am a complex photograph
Telegraph a message & maybe I'll respond
Bless you with my awkward silence.
Forget the violins & pay attention to my sobbing
Robbing myself time & time again
Never knowing love
I find myself crippled, broken & undone.
L-ows and highs can't shake
Y-our faith, hope, and love;
N-either death nor life will separate you from the Father above.
R-ain or shine can't agitate,
E-ven rags or riches don't matter;
Y-ou always stay steadfast,
N-o way will your fire waver.
O-n the twelfth of December,
S-tand strong against the lies;
O-pen your mind to truth,be firm during lows and highs.
Descend, delicate rain of doom.
Spatter quietly in insistent breeze.
Break, gold and red,
as branches sneeze.
Burn a stack of saddened leaves.
Agitate limbs to nakedness.
You are my fall.
I am your slave until
winter’s uncivilized brawl
wipes life away.
It’s still October.
The glorious hiatus
warms me and then
will rapidly be gone;
a tale re-told.
Kathryn Collins
October 14, 2013
Wherefrom poetry shades recall,
and the other side of yesterday
is but a dreamt hallucination,
can't see the foliage from trees'
darkly forested boundaries,
insofar as frivolous moonbeams
agitate sun's glorified imagism
'midst hues of baubled madness
& vaporous sentiments are replete
within day-trippers' remote motives,
shadowing delusional chicanery
of rosé-tinted Jedi mind tricks
1st Whisk a combination of thought
2nd Inter flow the soul with the spirit
3rd Fuse your compound of love together
5th Admixture of others casing a union
6th Then hotchpotch and mash it up
7th Agitate bullies using the strength of all
8th Place in the soul forever
9th Cook until love appears
10th Then write poetry using this form
Throw in a dash of humor
Called: Free Spirit Poetry
You’ve seen it before
Never spoke of
The hapless Individual
Helpless in principle
Mercy, out of sale
Withered broke frail
Teenage angst
Hand me down hate
Weaken by the irate
A sitting bomb
Counts and waits
One last push
To the point to agitate
And detonate
An unjust fate
Could have saved
Should have stayed
Didn’t manage a role
Hunting pack cruel
Achieved enlightenment
Silent excitement
Form:
we may be somewhat immune
to the seeming randomness of fate
but near and dear ones opine otherwise
so do their emotes cause our heart to agitate
if we remain nonchalant which in truth we are
indifferent is deemed to be our attitude
whilst if we pretend to collaborate
it’s but an insincere platitude
such are unsolvable dilemmas we face every day
who’s the wise guy who said earth life is mere play
Weeds
pesky, noxious
reach, creep, agitate
dandelions, plantain, tulips, daffodils
assemble, restore, thrive
sterling, arresting
Buds
Diamante composed: May 5, 2021
Contest: Spring or Summer Diamante
Sponsor: Caron Krutsinger
F - For better for worse
R - Remembered, revisited, recalled
A - Aggressive temperaments agitate
G - Gives way and love is lost
I - Illicit affair throws fuel on fire
L - Leaving me beaten - hanging there
E - Endearments all out - nobody to hear
H - Heated arguments
E - Empowered talks
A - Addressing all issues
R - Redeeming our marriage
T - Two aching hearts together treading lightly
S - Sharing special somethings previously so sparse
I Found unknown silence everywhere.
Do not know what actually it is..
Just a silence or words of loneliness..
A wave of loneliness embrace me always..
The wailing wind entwine me with willingness..
I always sink in the ocean of heartless..
I never found earth nor sky..
My heart always gets agitate..
I always lost in the meaning of meaningless..
To know the deepness of sea..
To know the unconsciuosness of me..
I always mislay myself in the world of emptiness..
Peerless paintings mystically mingle.
Bells of my shrines rhythmically jingle.
Hues of heaven and earth amalgamate.
Logic and love lawlessly agitate.
I see Morpheus moving around my mind.
Celestial scenes are craftily designed.
With wings of poppies Minerva hovers.
Saraswati showers seamless powers.
Monsoons recover all drought-driven cracks.
Nightmares consummate with sweet-dream climax.
Ripples, in the lake of my mind, stir on.
Blissfully, myriad rainbows are drawn.
Slow,
steady,
osmotic
percolation
of divine nectar,
felt within us purring:
heightened delight renewal,
gripping us in blissful rapture;
teasing, lingering, loving caress,
suffused thus with the elixir replete.
Cognisance of bliss throb felt in silence,
upon resting thoughts that agitate;
open heart embracing the joy,
without ego resistance.
Doing nothing, we yet
feel the shift within.
Form magnetised,
vibrant love
thus fills
us.
23-November-2020
Again at dusk, my bird into the forest slipped
For the vigilant owl leaving behind cozy nest
In the heart of cell to detain the roving crow
To agitate the meditating dove for a needless cry.
Deep down in the dense darkness of Light
My bird in that echo, a way finds
A drop at bay, the sea, end another
Even in mingle nay become the sea.
Hanging boughs and virgin fruits, too far
Like a wish indecent touching my heart
But that too wash’d like a mark on sand
For a man is man and God is God.