Short Ordeals Poems
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Distant shores dreamily deepens discrete desires
Intriguing, intoxicating intimacy inspires,
Harmonious heavenly, hearty helps heals….
Ongoing oceans overcoming ordeals.
today we hide, tomorrow seek
ordeals unending, soundlessly
reaching toward the helpless meek
mindless strength is given falsely
end it all, but never does it
never are we given our life
to delay it is our source of strife
"Inside a man of steel, a towering fortress" - quote by poet.
amidst ordeals spiritually steadfast.
tough to break; calm under pressure;
weathering life's tempestuous storms,
passing tests of character and faith;
strength and endurance like no other.
Importance
Brittle while still beating
Facing ordeals bound unscrupulous
Memories and self-fleeting
Roaming humankind, staying meticulous
Probing for thy true identity
Shedding light upon the unrighteous trials
Rummaging for crumbs of serenity
Confronting the blunt force of society’s denials
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O f ordeals, oppressions, over joyfulness
E ntreating, enticing, exciting entries
T elling the tales told through time
R ich rhyming romance, riddles and rib-ticklers
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O n lookers ovations of one-upmanship
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Every Man
Every man is a blind tourist
On bare feet, naked body
In the mystery world of foes
Full of thorns and venom
Battling against chaotic ordeals
Unlucky he who tours long
Fighting long folly wars
With no victory in sight
Ripening and rotting
Slowly and surely
Like tomatoes
From anniversary
To anniversary
Finally resting
In the dustbin
Forever
Nutrition must be met with healthy meals
Exercise tones bodies for ordeals
Water is the key to stay hydrated
Sunshine's vitamin D is top-rated
Temperance kept disciplined, a must
Air quality stays pure- no pollen, dust
Rest restores lost energy to new
Trust in God helps keep your spirit true.
We ask for the truth,
but it's masked by
televised ordeals of everything else
we are not fortune tellers
we don't know what the future holds
so we sit and wait
day after day for a sign
that may never come
neither psychics, fortune tellers
or tarot card readers know
what awaits our fate
carpe Diem seize the day
live for today
because tomorrow may never come
eerie odds itched
fumbling frails flipped
saucy syllables puked
nosing nocturnal nude
lanky lust birthed
heaving haughty pandemic
ordeals awed strife
taunting tuning thrives
wielding whooshing wiles
dark dribbles dripped
tracing bruised tips
laced wit's lips
trained technology thrilled
taming teenybopper's twigs.
'20:05:09:19:21
Note: Of trained technology.
How long have you been in me ?
You who loiter and linger
Shattering all my dreams
Awating all the ordeals
Turning my bones weak
Making my spirit bleak
For iam growing lazy
And admiring a life; cozy
Forcing my forfeit to flourish
And my serendipity to vanish
They said idleness is destructive
Want to undo my follies and be constructive
Alas! Never too late
To change my fate
How fast life goes! How slow we feel!
When someone dear leaves us for real.
How hard it gets! How tough the deal!
If they're sublime and have ideals.
They pay so much and beat ordeals.
Their names spread and shake regimes.
They shine so bright and join sunbeams.
They soar so high no one can reach.
They speak a tongue no one can teach.
Such is Sarout, a martyred icon;
A free Syria on the horizon.
11/06/2019
It swallows everything in its path,
even man's breath! As it slowly moving along the streets,
only mourns and screams you hear; deaths happen
during victim's broad vision. Survivors of the traumatic ordeals
claim that fading, whitish figures tear flesh with their long,
crooked nails; in some cases they slit victims' throats - the slitting
has an eerie, audible voice. Until now, exorcists and mediums avoid
this town.....
Stunning to see
How I love the leaves
Of the trees
And how they bend
Over to the river.
Those stalwart trees
Standing side by side
Reaching towards heaven in prayer
Their branches extend for shades
The surrounding rejoice as I feel your crisp air.
Each season affect our living
Your leaves changes each color
Father, you give us the strength
To survive the ordeals of grace
Your trees witness history of humanity and time.
Best in retirement.
There comes a joy, a contentment not had before in life.
The struggles in life about over, the ordeals mostly gone.
Sweet surrender it is called but it’s more like victory.
Victory over life not had years before.
New friends become familiar, old ones more dear.
For some it is to know steadfastly they are going home.
Not to an earthly dwelling place but an eternal home.
To Loves eternity without question.
Not everyone form Danger flees
Some do beg for it with “Please!”
Their entreating voices loudest
Sounds producing of the Noisiest:
Blokes who’d shun a state of Ease,
For ordeals paying all their fees,
Their unspeakable imagination, The Best’
Sure Danger, absent from the East, is in the West
Not everybody from Danger flees:
Danger keeps advancing and they’re trees
The Gone ultimate Warrior, for example
Consuming avoidable blows, his own sample.
bounty braces grumbled
humming hoisted hurdle
sassy syllables strained
cremating crumbling crane
rusty rebirth bewitched
rumbling reincarnation enriched
callous colour bruised
blueish orange blooms
dark dual drool
mystic moaning etched'n
punctured pruning crest
smiting succulent breast
voluptuous ordeals vying
taunt smothered smooches.
'20:04:20:19:38
Note: Of nocturnal nature. Inspired by a picture of the cloud I took this evening.
I believe in the truth of two wheels
Of farmscapes and lakeshore drives
A refuge from ordeals
Where turkeys flock and freedom thrives
I believe in the prayer of engines
A faith into the pastures sound
A people moving in all directions
United by a hope unbound
I believe in highway justice
Law laid down by county roads
A banjo picking a song of oneness
The tune that our whole country knows
I believe in love and leather
And the beauty of our rides together
Amazing buildup of affection,
She is an iconic vigour,
Fights with society
To affirm her existence
In this bitter world.
Owns the wings of courage,
Aspires to touch the horizon,
Smashes stereotypes,
Eludes the cage of suffocation.
Compiling memoirs of ordeals,
Blazes her woes away,
Reflects a gracious smile,
And utters words in appraisal.
Illustrates a glorious extent,
Prompting decisive impulses,
Attempts to fortify her pals
Towards their prospects.
Lost in nothingness
Isolated, separated, devastated
Searching for a place to call home
But where can you go
Where sunshine and eloquence thrive
To not be sunken by loneliness
Omens take you out of mind
Will it last
A mere reflection of disgust
Felling like you can't find no one
Felling like no one looks for you
Searching for things to take you high above
In a time of need
In ordeals of a firm slit
Shedding the emptiness
Sick of living lies dripping in tears
Left all alone