Short Credulous Poems
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And Oh, how credulous'
A mother must be
With all that devotion
Pure love
And responsibility
The everlasting
Queen of Queens'
A pageant with in my
Heart,
And with the strength
Of God,
You are my only heart
GF
Tears full of brine,
I bid her adieu,
I knew all along,
That she will never be mine,
She told me so several times,
I was credulous,
Till she left me far behind,
Tears dripped and dripped,
Till I was drained dry,
And could no longer,
Feel , breathe or whine,
After all she was my "soul".
A silver green beetle in the palm of your hand
click clacking click clacking
it's credulous wings
to the metal bent rhythm of flying
A string of invisible gravity spinning
impossibly lifts him right into the blue
We stand there and marvel alone in his echoes
and tap out a rhythm of feet on the move...
Standing
at
the
edge
of
a
pond
A
stork
used
to
drink
water
With
some
cotton
in
his
beak
To
avoid
killing
aquatic
creature.
The
credulous
insects
and
worms
Believed
him
to
be
a
pious
one
And
when
they
went
near
him
He
devoured
them
one
by
one.
Designers of Dissidence
Scandalous slubberdegullions
Credulous crepehangers
Haughty harridans
Laudable loblollies
Enigmatic evildoers
Patronizing poltroons
Problematic paramours
Slanderous spirits
Sunshine Williams
Pretending to be the pure an innocent,
a viper the mask hides.
In the absence of those to defending themselves,
the more vigorously it swears.
Those that show too credulous favor to listen,
instead of being careful, to insist on sound validation.
No elixir or spell can cure,
only truly depends on first loving themselves.
7/19/2017
Innocence and foolishness,
Can only last so far.
A single betrayal and it's all a mess,
Leaving a permanent scar.
It's my fault, is it not? I ask no one
To be blind, so credulous
and give someone the gun,
Leaving me hollow and tremulous.
Years go by, the pages turn.
I find bliss and tranquility
But the scar still burns,
Forever etched, as a burden in the mind's fragility.
How pitiful of me
To carry your heart
In my own
When I know it beats
A somber tone
How credulous of you
To speak to heavens
So lovingly about us
Urging for my return
As footsteps we heard
Walked past each other
And not a hint of love
Exchanged a look
Perhaps it's best
How clueless we are--
Unprepared to mend
Two broken hearts
December 19, 2018
Placed first in contest #530 by Brian Strand
Grandmother By Saiful Haq:
Skinny Skin Bloomed with Wrinkles,
Overshadowing her dimples,
Staring with Aghast Eyes,
Expressing herself in a fatuous Noise.
Credulous to lavish promises,
Melodramatic to laziness,
Pertinacious in her religious beliefs ,
Punctiliously attending her colleagues.
Torpidly trekking with a wooden stick,
Very Prone to being sick,
Showering her blessings diligently,
Is the patriotic head of Our family.
An advent of adventure
signs soon steal away
in moonlit eyes of jade
unclothed, tongues bathed
with wounds licks
determined
and
credulous
legs, smooth,
stems of silk
swaying
the scent of sex
seduction of the night
the day
the night
the day
don't ever run away
don't ever run away
from a welcomed hand
uncircumnavigated
blue sky receptions
in a newborn port of call
I heed your call
I heed your call
If you had wished to come—
You would have turned again.
But no footstep crossed the door
To make me glad again.
Perhaps the past was past to you,
Perhaps you needed space;
Or some more lovely companion
Had filled my vacant place.
If you had wished to come—
You would have turned again.
Perhaps you tried to remember me
Perhaps you tried to flee;
Perhaps the love you seemed to play
Was never meant for me.
And I, a little credulous,
Believed the heart was true.
Twenty six today, I saw
the luminous silver moon
make it's way through
the familiar sky that
bends above my head.
Each day I grew enthusiastic
and more credulous about
what lies ahead;
Waiting and hoping to remain
content with the one wish
granted.
And thereupon, a shooting star
In it's enthralling spectacle
A fallen seraphim with
broken wings crowding
my innocence upon
that fading star
Making a wish
To blow it away
into smouldering incense
of a new age.