Short Cognizant Poems

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Premium Member Do you want to Cogitate it

Do you want to cogitate it? He asks me.
How did he know I do that?
I was not cognizant of this myself.
There is relief when I look up the word cogitate.


Premium Member personal question

Do you want to cogitate it? He asks me.
How did he know I do that?
I was not cognizant of this myself.
There is relief when I look up the word cogitate.

Cognizant Wisdom


M-indful
I-nsight
A-lways
L-eads
Y-ou,
N-ever

M-aking
O-ne
R-eckless
I-dea
L-ike
L-anguorous
O-utlook

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Monocrostic (Birthday of Mialyn Morillo)
Form: Other

Premium Member Ballast

BALLAST 

Hold me in your arms 
your love still keeps me grounded 
So that I can move forward. 
Hold me in your heart 
your faith keeps me cognizant 
to know I am always yours.
Form: Sedoka

Xenophobia Empowers the Weak

Auditory dementia envelops upon a grandeur scale. Skepticism dilutes the 
experience, painting an abyss of soul in-cognizant. Xenophobia empowers the weak, 
imploring a dissonant decadence awaiting.


Premium Member Our Job As Parents

If our children learn to treat others in soft ways
If they are cognizant of other people’s pain and sorrow
If they can respectfully listen
If they know how to uplift and sooth
We have done our job as parents

Premium Member acrobatic starlings

Starlings fly in flocks
Anticipating others direction changes
Twisting and turning in precision
A dance where they are ultra-aware of their companions
Scientists say each is cognizant of seven neighbors at a time

Naughty Knot

Naughty Knot!

Tail in Mouth
End in Beginning
The Spiral; Deep obscurity!
Depth in light years
Death is oblivious
Birth is blindfolded

But
Life is cognizant

For eternity
This Mystery
Is enigmatic!

Krishna Baalu/25-07-2009

krishna Baalu
Form:

Premium Member Bird House

BIRD HOUSE One more mom’s day has passed from quantum view. So many months leap by ~ so many memories accrue. Ring-a-round the roses grow. Time moves fast and slow. I’m cognizant of cuckoos left in queue. 5/15/2017
Form: Rhyme

Seasons of My Life

My days are counted and long now

For my life is in the season of the Sun

Cognizant that winter will be my final bow

From this stage I entered when Spring begun

Now is the time to work and give my all

So to breathe easy when leaves begin to fall-
Form:

Premium Member A Redemptive Shroud

A Redemptive Shroud By: Miracle Man 1/30/2019 Hospital days elapsed slowly As Heavens choir auditioned. Today, I'm cognizant of the fact That my time is being amortized, And that God's redemptive love Surrounds me like a pall.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.

The Hangover

Signs of life now
Still alive,man,somehow
Post comotose stirring
Emerge from cognizant blurring

The dead are raised from these very stones
With regrets untold, unknown
Dread the punishing sun
As it cracks our weary bones


/(I know the rhyme cantor is so uneven lol)\
Form:

SILENT ROAR

Rose-hued sentinels blush beneath the azure sky,
While musings drift in amber's starry eye.

Anger, a serpent in the garden, slithers swift and sly;
Sapiens, cognizant of its venom, yet let the poison fly.

Train thy beast, lest it consume,
Not thy soul, but bonds that loom.
© Jeta Buch  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Small Voice

Depriving myself a chance to transcend,
Mistaken identity became my dead end.
Spirals and circles rule my dizzying affliction,
Perceptibility turned science fiction.
culled by cloying seduction and radiant deception,
Cognizant while electing to alter my rality and skew a convincing perception.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Rflections An Open Form

REFLECTIONS
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Ever Nurturing...

So tender your nape
as the hair parts,
falls forward,
exposes that which is 
hidden beneath
the armor worn... 

You give to me
this parting of your soul
cognizant 
to pain, to suffering                
I might deliver.
But, tender lips
to the edges
of your unveiled emotions,              
instead I apply.

Ever Flowing Pen

Oh, ever flowing pen 
I've grown cognizant
You, my only comforting friend, 
Taking me adrift  
Waves of the forbidden sea 
Venturing into territory unmarked, 
That offers a soothing melody 
Caressing, permeates tranquility 
As you rock my restless mind 
Into a delusional bliss  
Unspoken words that dance 
With excitement upon my paper

Premium Member Moxie

fully cognizant 
           of what is fair and just; 
      doing exactly that without fear, 
or while incurring the slings and arrows
             of fierce opposition. 
      that's what "moxie" looks like! 




Bite Size Poem No.42 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
Date written: 04-09-2022
Form: Verse

Let Your Mind Be Cognizant

L-et your mind be cognizant, 
U-sing your critical thinking; 
Z-ealously be apprehensive, know what the risk may bring.

J-ust let your mind be cognizant
A-nd aware of the threat ahead; 
V-icious lie of the devil
I-s lurking to deceive your head.
E-arly January twenty-eighth, let your spirit be triumphant; 
R-efrain from being unwitting, let your mind be cognizant.
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Staring Fore and Aft

Staring Fore and Aft By: Tom Wright 5/12/03] We oft stare hinder, knowing that there, lurks only time spent. We embrace in thought those days without birth, while probing their existence. We're cognizant of frailties at discerning the future. We should rather, focus on time at hand for this is all we possess. Time can ne'er be secure beyond today’s moment.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.

Time

TIME
In the world of time
Time told, time tells
Everything it’s about time
Only time will tell
Being cognizant of time
It’s more vital
You will utilize best your time
And escape the fatal
Everybody has got time
Just to do everything
It matters not how you used your time
Trying to get hold of everything
Currently it matters how you utilize time
Be a new person use best your time

Premium Member Seize the Moment

There's nothing about us,
That God doesn't know.
He knows where we've been,
And yet where we'll go. 

He discerns what we see,
And overhears us speak.
But give Him our heart,
And our life He will tweak.

While days are numbered,
And we're not in charge.
We can live our beliefs,
Living out our life large.

Always being cognizant,
Of each thing we do.
For when least expected,
Death will find you.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric

Critical Awareness

A-ct with critical awareness, 
N-ever ever be unconscious; 
A-im to be alive and cognizant, 
B-e apprehensive, not oblivious.
E-xercise your critical awareness about the devil's movement; 
L-et your careful knowledge keep you from eternal torment.

O-n the twenty-eighth of January, 
P-erceive the risk through your senses; 
E-very event everyday needs
N-othing but critical
A-wareness.
Form: Acrostic

Light At the End of Light

When there is uncontrolled reason
Seeing what is here or not there
Temperaments engaged complete
Engendered by forces cognizant
Relevant, larger than life, being 
There is nothing larger than life
Enlightenment terminates in the end 
Rendered forth for one more season
To acknowledge what is and what is not
It is fare to say something is out there 
And if it isn't there is light somewhere

Premium Member Writer's Block- What Then

LACTATING words from the Breast of my Brain.
                          Not inextricably attached; Plethora of Pain.

                        Battles erupting; my Tongue and Invisible Ink.
                                Mind criminated; Unable to Think.

                       Meticulous Attention not given to my Habile Pen.
                     Tongue not Cognizant; Lost of Words; What THEN?

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