Short Kin Poems
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Islam voicing over kins,
A strong link,
If not,it is taking to Hell,sins,
All like Heaven to win,
Think of kins like your own skin!
Deities are Almighties,
Invincible are these;
Those with Obliging kin, like these
Shall be.
brood
close by
sustain you
no matter what
throb if they behave erratically.
Written: February 12, 2022
our feelings
are related
you're my
first removed
sister's next
third cousin's
cousin
so are we
able to
legally
make
love
Form:
Kin In Okinawa
In Okinawa is where we had some kin;
Trump a tower there building had been;
Was a shyster,
And a heister,
And off from my nose came much skin.
Jim Horn
Skeleton!
Tell us what you lack ...
the ability to love,
your flesh so slack?
Will we frighten you,
grown as pale & unsound ...
when we also haunt
the unhallowed ground?
This scarecrow is no country bumpkin
His bottom and head are ripe pumpkin
Touch him if you dare
He’ll give you a scare
By pricking your hand with a bodkin
Inspired by the picture Lin sent to me
25-09-17
“ “
Quote
raised,
aware
of silence
in the red-eyed night,
morning likewise in quietude
until the incessant dirge of Poe, the bells bringing
down the house, and in the garden, an eagle…
…throws its wings around the tombstone’s shoulders
the draw to you is untenable,
unformed yet perpetual,
tentatively checked, indirect,
corrected...
irreversibly defined.
and this distance is appreciable,
pining, yet unspeakable,
wandering dazed and crazed,
directed...
unrequited but aligned
first I lost all my kith and kin
I did not worry much
because I could live in with the crowds
next I lost all my land
I did not worry much
because I could depend on nature
then I lost my humanity
I began to worry much
because I had become a worthless rat
My dear bro
Ever you grow
With all might
Doing all right
Birthday being reason
We bless thee with fusion
With all success and glory
Write a fabulous story
Let bravery be thy logo
And courage amigo
Happiest birthday to thee
Ever you shine with perennial glee..!!
We choose our kith but not our kin
And for the world we’re living in,
Such choices, sometimes helped by luck,
Are great, for with our kin we’re stuck.
Of course, we sometimes do desert
Relationships that cause us hurt
So kin may end up in a break-up
But, with friends, we kith and make up.
ROSE dear, in you I see my control gear
RISE from your doubts, feel not any fear
HOT looks of yours, makes me totally wet
HOP and hug me, for you I readied a jet
WAG to me you become, to have my kith and kin
WAR of any kind on earth, for you I will surely win
10th place
I enjoy knowing you
Though I know little about you
It still remains
I know the scrawl of your pen
Dancing over a page
The sound of your native beat
And the friendship that when kindled flames meet
Inspired by you a thousand ways
I wont waste another day
So friends, and kin of the pen
We shall remain
Now the time has come to tell the truth
But, I don't want to come across as uncouth
So sad to say I had my day
All along the months of May
To sing along with a ding-a-ling
Even with a Cheech and Ching
There were the days I gave myself a haze
And was always in a complete daze
Sleeping with the men
Keeping track of kin
love can bind memories
sorrow blends with wind
water drips into a stream
thin as a skim of skin
as ghost is to remembering
like members of a greater sin
they should be only simmering
in a broth of the bitter end.
so it is to shooting up
falling into the glimmering
joy comes to who we were
when we were higher withering
living with the next of kin.
When going on vacation
It might be a true win-win
If, like killing off two birds
You get to visit kith and kin.
Seeing family's a no-brainer
If you're living far away,
But a detour to some friends can make
An even better stay.
Relatives might be the people
You have spent your whole lives with;
Still, it's fun and quite relaxing
When you hang out with your kith.
Have a heart and heartless be not.
life is fleeting forlorn in hopes unfulfilled.
Seek truly caring kith and kin,
who love you still though flawed.
Loneliness by lasting love annihilated.
Passing passion ends in pain delayed,
though sought for sudden pleasures
and immediate delights.
Who cares for kin unknown and far removed?
The poor despised despite possessing huge hearts.
The relay revolves each day,
each generation has its say,
courage,with wisdom decides
to step aside as its guide;
Kin to kin,father to son,
revolution continues on,
a baton from hand to hand,
constant flows,the timer's sand;
A time o relax,sit back
other navigate the tack,
with time to enjoy,reflect,
nothing ever is perfect.
Continuity lives within
Each creative act we begin.
You who had seen my next of kin
Dining and wining near a bin
And you forgot to raise a din
Or had minded your Gripping Gin…
It was A War you did not win,
Though Loss reports not on The Skin
Like would Incisive Pricks of Pin
Or handiwork of Wounding Tin…
Your love, please, extend to My Kin
In Water Fish that needs Your Fin:
Never mind his mischievous grin
Nor like God be counting his sin…
You’ve heard of a destination wedding?
What about a destination restaurant.
Head to Mexico’s Kin Toh Restaurant.
High above the Mayan jungle.
You enjoy cocktails mixed by talented bartenders.
And enjoy avant-garde cuisine full of organic vegetables.
While gazing toward the Caribbean sunset.
Each night they feature a world-renown performer.
Destination Restaurant – Kin Toh.
Do not miss this opportunity!
Chip off the old block;
It runs in the family.
This all needs to stop
In our meritocracy.
Titles through ages;
A generation’s game.
Lordships by bloodline,
Some things need to change.
Birth won’t denote skill;
It keeps people out.
Mobility’s lost
When money they flout.
James Caan can shove it,
And let workers in.
Nobles move over,
Let our time begin.
David was advised by his kin
the sling's the thing
if you want to win
tho' small as he was
without fear
he did let fly
and rocked Goliath's world
right between the eyes
before he had time
to come near
or even throw his spear
alone from afar David did fling
and with a single stone's throw
he let go one shot to the head
and brought the giant down
yea verily knocked him stone-cold dead
Childish eyes all bright and new,
all encompassing,alive,
unending days,years ahead,
sleep comes easy in our bed;
Taut skin,strength of vibrant youth,
old age remote and unthought,
the future is tomorrow;
Our seed into another
soon springs forth and generates
rings to the family tree,
pa to granpa,comes to be;
Then at this one step removed
we step aside and observe,
reflect,look back,not ahead..
sleep,less easy,in our bed.
| Year Posted 2010
Eyeing every trophy is a sin,
Always craving it a prickly pin;
A critic right to raise a din:
“A propensity fit for our Dust Bin!”
For those who often seek to win
Force our hands to support either chin
And our skin pricks with a pin …
An obsession I won’t excuse my kin,
As doing so quite a kin
To eating from a rusted tin
Or relishing a non-nourishing fin.
Order I shall such a kin
To pay with an apologizing gin;
Dying to win all the time, sin.