Short Ointments Poems
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I have prescriptions coming out of my ears,
Do I take too many,
Something I fear.
I take so many pills and potions,
Ointments and such,
I now use a walker
Why do I need this crutch?
Age has caught up with me,
I have to say.
Writing this has tired me.
I bid you all G'day.
Categories:
ointments, 10th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Lotion cream balm an ointments
reminds us of who we really are
accessories fitment's an garments
never need lavish nor spar
classic cupboards organized
maintain visual distain
to relax an feel stabilized
everything is perfectly attain
or maybe not quite a start
funny how time seems to fly
then wonder how far
th' reason of existence apply
like driving all night
without an aim
Categories:
ointments, life,
Form:
Sonnet
In the response to my letter
You have sent flowers of words
These words spread fragrance
In the stink room of my life
Just like a shawl in the cold
Which covers the body
In the same way,
Soft ointments are your words
For the sores of my wounds
Whenever I took a glance
They relief me of my pain
They hold my hands
And make me hopeful again
Your words have taught me
The words have their effect
They have a deep touch
Categories:
ointments, fate, feelings, pain, poetry, romantic love, sad
Form:
Free verse
She remains a partial gift
some have none, yet some have much
for her scales, sideways they tilt
yet we crave her soothing touch.
With jars of scents, ointments and creams
ourselves we paint seeking her face
fanciful, our grotesque masks seems
yet she stays mocking our ways.
But true beauty in these things lie;
the morning dew on thirsty leaves
the new-born sun that's up so high
even in Nature's smiles on lonesome cliffs!
Categories:
ointments, nature, people,
Form:
Lyric
She remains a partial gift
some have none, yet some have much
for her scales, sideways they tilt
yet we crave her soothing touch.
With jars of scents, ointments and creams
ourselves we paint seeking her face
fanciful, our grotesque masks seems
yet she stays mocking our ways.
But true beauty in these things lie;
the morning dew on thirsty leaves
the new-born sun that's up so high
even in Nature's smiles on lonesome cliffs!
Categories:
ointments, inspirational, introspection, life
Form:
Lyric
Her luring loin
And her customers’ seduced groin
Once again join
With a freshly released gold coin,
Even as she wasn’t his type
For being a smoker of a pipe
To whom final quitting could never be ripe,
Until cancer took its paw swipe
And off her illusory joy wipe…
A nymphomaniac reaching out to ointments
Ahead of fixed appointments
For the enveloping of smell of cigarette
And show to valued customers that she could be considerate!
Categories:
ointments, anger, beauty, character, emotions,
Form:
Rhyme
BASKET OF OINTMENTS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In youth, I did endlessly frolic and play,
With nary a care in any given day.
But now I must confess,
With a moan and a sigh and much distress,
I’m totally loyal to "Pharmacy Jay."
With his basket of ointments and creams,
I’m embracing my age, or so it seems.
Though I laugh and I jest,
I must say, I’m blessed,
For my youth lives in fond, silly dreams!
Categories:
ointments, 12th grade, age, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
What can we buy that will cure what ails him?
We wished that we knew.
Trying treatment upon treatment.
Lotions, creams, pills, and ointments.
No relief was promised, but we were optimistic.
We expected some good results.
Our hopes were joyfully trotted out next to each treatment.
Twenty, thirty, forty times, our hopes were lifted up.
Finally dying a natural death, landing on the rocks of reality.
This is why they call it practicing medicine.
Categories:
ointments, sick,
Form:
Free verse
Make dreams of midnight sleep-
the Ferrari in your head, sons and daughters
gossiping on your back, and sea foam as
your bed. Make them to baffle doctor.
Imaging calm heart, kissing an infant's
face, roaming over clouds with an immense
lover in you and a sombre drink in front on
the beach of love. Let them to cure pains,
the scratches of uncertain world.
All the wealth is your closed eyes
and let ointments to do the work ...
©?Burhan
Categories:
ointments, conflict, death, depression, dream, faith, feelings, heartbreak,
Form:
Free verse