Short Clean Hands Poems
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only way there's a change
stop this race pain
get out that rain
with clean hands
make a stand
to make things better
we must
ALL WORK TOGETHER
C-lean
H-ands
E-vade
R-espiratory
R-aunch's
Y-ucky
A-nnoyance
G-allantly
R-epulsing
I-nvisible
P-andemic's
A-ttack
Topic: Birthday of Cherry M. Agripa (April 13)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
hands are clean manicured
perfumed groomed
our minds are dirty filthy
they plot and judge greedy
amass and accumulate
fire fuelled of fear
insecurity is an addiction
accumulators breathe heavily
our minds are dirty
the stains of innocent
blood
Form:
A washroom worker got a bug in brain
He washed his clean hands again and again.
Twenty times a day he would wash
Hands with hot water, soap and brush
One day fingers melted, flowed down the drain.
October 20, 2017.
Form : Limerick. Syllable count : 10 10 8 8 10.
I pursue my inner strength not to be superior to others,
It is but to fight my supreme foe: I myself and not my brothers;
Make me always ready to come to you….O God !
With clean hands and straight eyes so when my life fades,to where it came,
As the fading sunset, my spirit may also come to you without shame!!
dirty hands shaking
the stains of bluish blood
trickled
oil to wash sticky glued
and perfumed
we go to recreate
recreation of procreation
clean hands filthy fingers
war of love
dream of death
colonisation
fingers move palm rests
fidgety chasing the vigilant holes
to rest for a while in
the darkness of
the warmth
Form:
March like a butterfly shines the light of the morning
The language of air, quietly has dialogues with the heavy wing
The station of dream, flows slowly into the distance
The mirror of the time flies across the blue forests
Write poems, cook with clean hands, following mother's smiling face
2 o’clock ,On March 30th , 2017
They say words shouldn’t hurt,
but mine are crafted,
a perfect match for the tender places
you believe no one notices.
I don’t need to throw punches;
the right words can strike
with more force than a blow.
The best part?
I can smile afterward,
clean hands, no marks,
just your pride,
folded like a flimsy chair
at a backyard wedding.
Joanna Davis
Forgiveness is a meal that’s
best served in large amounts
No matter the type of dish,
it’s the ingredients that count.
Forgiveness is a meal that
should be eaten with clean hands,
And every mouthful well seasoned
So the bitterness you’ll withstand.
Forgiveness is a meal that
must in small amounts, be ingested
To make room for the hurt and anguish
that’s yet to be digested!
See the creation of the Sacred man ,
Who made everything and everyone .
He loves what he created ,
Like a painting wonderfully painted.
He created love ,
Like a white-skinned dove .
He is so powerful ,
He made the world wonderful .
Oh ! Sacred man , Oh ! Sacred man ,
Embrace me with your clean , clean hands .
Touch me and accept my apologize ,
Before it's the end of time .