Short Long Lived Poems
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Talented Gustave Moreau
so prolific with many paintings on the go
Erudite & imaginative
a gifted teacher& influence so long lived
an affection touches mother’s heart
her hand comes on child forehead
sick can’t be long-lived
-January 17, 2019 Chattogram
Sweet as can be,
Hate to see you leave.
A new grand world lies ahead of you.
Zealous you are, a sweet young
Lady, too. I wish you many
Years of success as a long-lived princess.
Plea a chance
I garanty none
Pray up high
Life is made so long lived
But we still lose the young blood's
Open your eyes
Solution is in our hands
We just need someone to step up
And lead to global revolution
A disastrous sunflower,
Poe is hour after hour
now studied the way a murder is
by Alfred Hitchcock or Sherlock Holmes
long-lived even in death,
he suffers in hell
through our eyes on the page
and our ears thereafter.
Life
Long lived
Leaves the mind
Looking for love
Lost and found in time
Longing for a new path
Lifting the spirit aloft
Love finally happens again
Lines carefully written in a poem
Languishing in a life filled with meaning
I love YooHoo,
I love wine,
I love your love,
It is devine...
Some hidden god,
Brought us together,
Once more again,
Satisfying,
A long lived yen...
Sweet is sweet,
And love is love,
The day we did meet,
Was blessed from above.
the
last leaves
of the
long-lived oak
sway
gently
to
the
ground
twilight casts
its final shadow
memories, now golden
root deep in my heart
lessons
slowly learned, shine
brightly
in
the
mirror
Dammed as dead as a dessert of the cruel world expert on expiration and determination of soul searching embracing a journey long lived dust and bones left the decaying of a box determining visiting hours flowers tears regrets expansions of dates
Black is the theme for no living thing
CLOUDS LGT
All created
The same way:
Either big or small,
Short- or long-lived,
Far- or little-traveled,
Full of thunder and lightning
Or giving quiet shade in the hot day,
Flaming in borrowed colors at sundown.
Final tears - then evaporation:
All reborn the same way.
Beneath distant skies,
Lit by varied moons,
Lives long lived apart.
Between one and all,
There’s ever a wall.
Then soul meets soul,
Thoughts acquire mates,
Words find echoes,
Shores come closer.
Minds embrace,
Moods couple,
Bodies fuse.
Breaths pause,
Hearts sync.
One.
I am long ago gone
Deep in the ground
Dancing days are long lived memories
I never could dance
Long ago though
I danced a love dance
With such a musical embrace
I was a taken away to the heavens
Love is no more
My heart danced out the door
Now I rest dead and underneath
All the dancing flowers
My ghostly friend
My dearest friend Arron
from the Army lost.
Now serves God in death
at no cost.
My ghostly shadow who has
my back.
My lost love who waits
for my death, after a
long lived life.
No exceptions my soulmate
is him.
I'm content being a mom.
While my ghostly friend awaits
for my earthly life to end.
Your smile beckons my heart
To come
As soothing rays of the sun
Nurturing famished hearts with warmth
As keys to the essence of your soul
Unlocking golden secrets yet untold
As stirrings of a gentle but persistent wind
Generously caressing both lovers and friends
As welcoming as a long-lived tree
A familiar yet majestic thing of beauty
Your smile beckons my heart
To come
only echoes long dead
can be heard tonight,
not candy, nor music
can still the fright!
your friends you hold close
and never let go
or you might be next
to join 'Ol Ben Boe!
across the seas
above the stars
answers we seek
from far away Mars!
so,
if by chance
you live 'till tomorrow
your life long-lived
and true
thank 'Ol Ben Boe
I waved to him
standing
next
to
you!
Two liners
He sat on a square stone under an olive tree
contemplating his afterlife.
What if he came back as a donkey in Sudan?
Or dromedary in Sahara.
He could become a dog like the one at his feet,
The dog looked up, wagged its tail slowly.
Pondering this he came to the conclusion
He wanted to be a long-lived olive tree.
The olive tree in Portugal, if in Palestine he risked
Being set aflame by settlers
The Englishman left a note.
From there he was afloat.
Of all the stars he saw,
Nothing more dropped his jaw
Than the memory of a life long lived.
And a note that wondered what he did.
Love is a long song.
It will tell you when you are wrong.
So while you walk through wicked whispers
And into the right of laughter-light
Know, that a note flits through the night.
It turns out
You are your
Brother's daughter.
Long-lived morals over centuries lost/
You are one soul I refuse to accost/
Lack of appreciation/
Purely condemnation/
Undeserving of loyalty/
Seems you feel like royalty/
Certainly are misinformed/
Good within simply malformed/
Destroy my positive vibrations/
But recognize your obligations/
Cannot live to be alive/
Every scenario you contrive/
Will never thrive/
When no other soul will stay around/
You wish you would have propound/
Some form of favorable trust/
In the allegiance you let rust.