Raul Moreno| Details
Repose on lilies,
A cessation of nature;
Deep croaks grace the night.
Copyright © Raul Moreno | Year Posted 2009
J.R. Dawson| Details
…The mysterious life of Jonathon Swift
With satire granting the ‘dirt poor’ a lift—
His cessation left loot to house the insane
His mind was perhaps, perhaps was the same?
Copyright © J.R. Dawson | Year Posted 2013
Matthew Dunphy| Details
What defines flow
to coffin from womb
am I a shell -
a cloak shrouding neon
or am I
devoid of pearl,
simply meat, drifting
and coral -
no divinity but squal for the sun.
Copyright © Matthew Dunphy | Year Posted 2007
Demetrios Trifiatis| Details
Thee lit my soul, Oh Lord, the first day of Thy
Thy holy flame of love, is burning within my heart,
© Demetrios Trifiatis
14 October 2015
Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2015
cecil hickman| Details
Creation and destruction
Seeing the animation,
Delivers elation and sedation
Yes even fixation
Even deep temptation
Depending on location
Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2013
Julie Grenness | Details
Closure--"No hard feelings",
What's that, you're speeding,
Last words to end a marriage,
That's what you call a stoppage,
Talk about survivor baggage,
That was our cessation,
Mixed marriage of diverse nation,
Not exactly a happy ending,
Is that closure, "No hard feelings".
Copyright © Julie Grenness | Year Posted 2016
Rick Stassi| Details
Poor heart’s encompassed consternation,
Ethereal apathy razed.
Time again for calm cessation,
With reverence patience is praised.
Predilection for unearthliness,
Condemnation of anything less,
Passion’s remembrance hazed.
Nov 28, 2018
Copyright © Rick Stassi | Year Posted 2018
Donna Roberts| Details
I take controlled and specific aim near the shackled flowers
Where the horde of wizened weeds loiter and elicit strangulation
My cartridge carefully loaded with mordacious poison
You shall not trifle, nor stifle my blooms, Here's to your cessation!
Copyright © Donna Roberts | Year Posted 2017
D.W. Rodgers| Details
We've all seen it
their cloying intensity
to the new cause:
deep cleanse elimination,
for the lucky
And we can only
smile and nod
this too will pass.
Copyright © D.W. Rodgers | Year Posted 2014
Terry L. Allen| Details
of the causation
is the clarification
or the realization
is a manifestation
of your fixation.
I wrote this in 2003 and it was the first of it's kind known at the time.
Copyright © Terry L. Allen | Year Posted 2012
RooknRoll Queen| Details
a smile in the darkness draws me near
pull me in and we can disappear
reading between the lines
on train tracks
the way we smile
Carved out memories to remember your eyes
and the feel of how things might have been
lost between us now we try
To pick up where we left these issues of mine
waiting for the sun shine.
Copyright © RooknRoll Queen | Year Posted 2015
ilene bauer| Details
Here’s a thought I had today
(And really, it’s inspired):
It’s possible to be exhausted
When you are retired.
For if, in your retirement,
Some interests you’ve acquired,
You may be far too busy
For the sleep that you’ve required.
So if a work cessation is
A goal that you’ve desired,
Accept the fact that you will be
Both “re” and “re”-less tired.
Copyright © ilene bauer | Year Posted 2014
tricia burns| Details
Shaping my life.
Broken sea shells.
Fractioned good and evil.
Turnstile moments of repreival.
Octagons of cessation.
Stars of anticipation.
Wishes boomerang to my chest.
Rectangular mattress to rest.
Birth, life to death.
Triangular first and last breath.
Flesh filled casket, loss.
Redemption through the cross
Copyright © tricia burns | Year Posted 2005
Dr.Ram Mehta| Details
Till its cessation
Makes women to live outside
Their homes for four days
Come home on fifth day
Husbands helping and inside.
Based on an ancient Indian custom as the women were not allowed to touch anything
in the house for four days of their menstruation cycle every month. They were considered
Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2013
Eileen R. Kelly| Details
Ever since I first held you,
I haven't let you go,
Your love delicate, potent
this smile I wear emulates
your love mirrored within
you move me,
my spirit influenced
Each day our love begins our journey
together we strive new heights
with our love blessed
Life delights time
Copyright © Eileen R. Kelly | Year Posted 2007
Bernard F. Asuncion| Details
A-s he reaches the finish line,
B-ody rests in peaceful place;
N-ow is the cessation of breath,
E-nd of his journey or
M-emory will live forever,
A-s his soul clings to the dust;
L-ife has come to a close,
A-fter he puts in God his trust.
C-reator tenth of January stops his heart and mind;
A-lmighty God will raise him, as he reaches the finish line.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2018
Satish Verma| Details
By the moon
I drink you again.
The night is trembling;
ruffles the colossal tears.
The terrible ache of the
illegitimate mercy. I am
not accepting any poem
half-dead under my pen.
The invisible force, bribing
the tears was a grace
uncalled for. I am going to forget
the date of my cessation.
It was a false peace of the womb.
There was no banality
in sending the message.
Death has no other name.
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2013
Rohaan Suresh| Details
Tinted colors of old
Debauched, dubious mysteries
Finagled corrupt's gold
A glorious, poignant history
An empty throne,
And tales of skirmish
Standing draped in gold, all alone
A war cry and a death wish
Secluded with pride
Curtained with greed and power
A broken ruling mind
Sky turning grey
Chains broken for freedom
Nobility burned like hay
End of the golden demon.
© Rohan Suresh
Copyright © Rohaan Suresh | Year Posted 2016
Deborah Guenther Beachboard| Details
All things have fallen to the wayside
And I cannot bring myself to go beyond the front door
The coffee table is messy with unopened mail
And haphazard cigarette ash
Dusty knickknacks are silent and undemanding
Each with its own place on the shelf
The past is nonsense, the present is nonsense
This life makes no sense
Breathe in breathe out don't breathe
Death is the only sensation ... cessation....
Copyright © Deborah Guenther Beachboard | Year Posted 2018
Nicole King| Details
In this world I am the eve of malevolence,
You should thrust this to your intelligence,
Before you are crying,
“Tis time for thy twinge!”
I should never shed a tear of love,
Never make you bleed gaiety,
For, give me of good reasoning,
To ever hand to you my heart,
But I tell you now, thy gracious fool,
Humanity prevails in this world,
Only to asphyxiate it and soon,
We all shall conquer the cessation to our being.
Copyright © Nicole King | Year Posted 2010
Gary Fields| Details
Now that my Spirit is clean
And awaits' your Salvation
Acutely from afar
For evidentiary cessation
Gentile is what we are
Let this be a corner stone
For a new relation for which
I can call upon my own
With a confirmation for my
And a remedy for my Soul
In-order that I may become
More regent among man
To become more sacrosanct
With-in the hands' of the Lord
Copyright © Gary Fields | Year Posted 2011
farah chamma| Details
M ighty forces of concentration
R eading the minds of those who
S uccumb, breathing realms of perplexity
N egative, positive their difference and sum
I s it only I in contemplation?
S quare-rooted mysteries and more to come
R eady to confront word-“problems”
E ager, I sometimes feel so dumb
E ndless solving of no cessation, yet with you
N othing but a piece of Pi….yum!
Ode to a great teacher
Copyright © farah chamma | Year Posted 2009
Bernard F. Asuncion| Details
R-ound the clock still awake,
O-ctober thirteenth day, ;
S-leeping not at night,
E-ven beneath the ray.
M-oving around the clock,
A-wake for every moment;
R-elaxing not night and day,
I-t's a twenty-four hour
O-n going without cessation,
N-o let-up finding the luck;
D-enying to heed the time,
A-wake around the clock.
L-ooking to be aware,
O-n guard for the flock;
S-alvation is for the alert,
A-wake around the clock.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
andrew delapruch| Details
that there are
about to come out
& save you---
you close your
mouth & you eyes
your loved ones
all your loved ones
who have died
dead---now like you
their personality no
longer exists in the
remains is the
memory & isn’t that
Copyright © andrew delapruch | Year Posted 2011
Binoy Raveendran| Details
Torrential rain dipped
The beautiful land in tears .
Rivers roared , tarnishing the obstacles in its growth .
Floating tree in water
Carried an half broken nest .
Love bird cried in search of its beloved .
Decayed corpse scattered around ,
Revealed how liveliness drowned in carnage .
Poet sung the song of cessation .
Saint preached the sermon of severing .
When sinful mind susceptible to grim ,
Inner being still in search of eternal .
Copyright © Binoy Raveendran | Year Posted 2017