Short Lubricating Poems

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Premium Member Eye Gunk

Most annoying thing the body produces Is eye gunk to me it's downright useless But helps when we cry Lubricating the eyes Aren't we due for a 10,000 mile service
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Patina

smoothness
imbued with character
his essence
imbedded deeply
in every crevice
sweet oils
of everyday labor
lubricating
its monotony
burnishing
the hard patina
of life


©6/29/2018

for Patina Poetry Contest

oil taken or dried up

spine not straight 
had to wait
for fertiliser from miser
was it that expansionism 
took lubricating oil
from loamy soil ?

arms to be palms
legs walking eggs
buckled, I shovel

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Allpoetry Contest Honorable Winner
April 26
Prompt : " In the month of harvest.. I still feel half grown.."
Form: Verse

Musicale Night

Closing my eyes I lie;
My breath exhales in a sigh;
The music in my ears,
Lubricating my cerebral gears;
My head sinks into the pillow,
Deep into limbo I wallow
Free of the demanding reality
Sucked into a singularity-
Where no cogitation shall prevail;
Peace sans ail.
Lost in the words, in the voice;
Tumbling amid blues and joys,
Falling, falling down the rhyme
For a infinitesimal infinity of time.
Form: Rhyme

Working Out

- Breaking Habits
A journey begins,
Over the bridge from the South...
It is not to late.

- Pain
Such exquisite pain,
Wanting, there is no pity...
In the depths of hell.

- Brother in arms
Fraternal embrace,
Each one is for the other...
For the love of life.

- Lessons learned
Old remedies told,
Lubricating body and mind...
True strength from within.
………………………………… (Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter)
Form: Haiku


In the Eyes of Your Love

Beauty is the beast.
Wondrous its aroma, that leaves the senses numb.
Its desires indecent, its sadness delicious.
In the eyes of your love.

When in your presence, I am lost.
Your delicacy undulating my core,
lubricating oneself, swallowing the heart and mind.
In the eyes of your love.

But when love escapes you,
foreboding are the feelings, left the emptiness.
Symphony of misery, frightens the air.
In the eyes of your love.

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