Short Outlives Poems
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A tree outlives the leaves that adorn it
Adapting thus to change without complaint
It thrives without any fear or desire
Stoic, standing erect, resembling a saint
Misty clouds fill my eyes,
After you stabbed my heart,
With a blade forged in hate.
Pain oozes out like blood,
But neither red nor caked –
Yet it outlives all thought.
How erring lives buried grace forever,
Makes crying eyes not sieve tears so clever...
Of unsung sins He forgives;
Human nature dare outlives
Either fearful or cheerful endeavour.
In blue,
starry night.
Who was ephemeral ?
The shifting sand ?
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The evil,
in turbulent waters,
outlives-
the flames.
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Charred,
earthscape.
It was becoming an art.
You have countless abstracts.
Satish Verma
Start with love deep that grounds you each day
Thrill dreamy sleep with myriad stay
Dare to weep in dying play
Surge of joy outlives gall
Etch dull ploy that calls
Live pain and all
Sense beauty
Set free
Be
Leon Enriquez
17 December 2015
Singapore
Echo is a horse on gravel
muted and resounding
like God stepped sostenuto
e una corda
Hooves bouncing off and on
like a baby in
the crib
that outlives him
rattle. Break.
Slowly rock your empty belly
asleep. A percussive mantra rings
echo. echo. hollow
Form:
I stitched the stars with thread of gold To bind the wounds the ages told, Where cruelty broke the world in two— I gathered light to sew it through.
The needle sang a lullaby Of souls who never said goodbye, And in each seam, a prayer would gleam: That love outlives the darkest dream.
Believe in yourself.
The oak never asks permission to grow.
The sun never asks permission to rise.
Why should you?
This world is waiting for your words,
not another echo.
For as a person thinketh,
so they become.
Think greatly.
Speak truth.
Leave something behind
that outlives your heartbeat.
The dance goes on; and every generation
Imposes measured steps and calls fast time.
I would sit this one out, but for the few
Opportunities for joining hands.
My awkward feet remember dated songs
And struggle with the strains of obsolescence.
The dance goes on and is oblivious
To slower time when need outlives a style.
They are coming, so they say—
Trump with thunder in his wake,
Netanyahu with a vow
etched in stone and fire.
Power walks ahead of them,
history holds its breath.
Those who planted tears and blood
will meet the harvest of their seeds.
Wait for them—
not with fear,
but with the memory
that no throne outlives justice.
FRAGMENTS 9
Feel thus the strange feelings
That impinge upon slippery slides
On slopes of sensorial rush
Moving here and there
But unknown in the flux and reflux
Of uncertain certainty
As even mere paradox outlives
Fragile mortality in-transit
As mortal death embraces dying
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Leon Enriquez
04 October 2019
Singapore
Stone cracks itself when the immovable
is broken by pain.
Stone trees grow in stone locked caves.
All that is not stone wanders rootless,
yet they abide in that same furnace of time
that has long shaped the stones.
Stone outlives,
unlike we who walk upon it.
On that last day
stone will have outpaced
the bones
of the fastest horse.
Words cannot go where joy finds space,
Feel knows a glow in simple grace.
Words try yet fail to tell of smiles,
Feel you avail in poise that styles.
Words speak of thought yet fail to bridge,
Feel outlives plot to breeze the ridge.
Words cannot stay where impulse flings,
Feel outgrows say to live fond spring.
Leon Enriquez
24 September 2015
Singapore
O! Garnet star, what hydra-like,
Immortality
How humanity doth envy,
Thou vitality
What sayest thou of Man?
(Surely he would say)
O - but lowly Mayfly,
That flutter for a day
What thinkest thou of Time?
(Surely he would think)
A torrent inexhaustible,
I forever drink
Lo, but I know a thing,
Surpassing thou by far:
Eternal life in Christ,
Outlives thou, garnet star!
Self instructs, subject of own inspection
Sole idle suffuses our organic
Implicit say overcomes suggestion
Ideal sanctity outlives semantics
Isolated in single origin
Slaughters overt outside influences
Ordaining serene inspires sovereign
4th April 2021
Written for Contest: Seven Lines of Solitude
Sponsor: JCB Brul
It's retro! It's vintage! It's modern, its sleek!
It's trendy! It's stylish! It's posh and its chic!
It evolves, it survives, it outlives and excels,
It dictates, it promotes, it invents and propels.
It climbs up, it rolls back, spins fast then slows down
It changes, rotates but never leaves town.
It turns heads, it drops jaws in its mighty old fashion!
It's designed to a tee to ignite our passion!
Word art can craft
A telling draft
Let wordplay fling
Such lovely things
See that you see
What joy may be
Be one in-sync
As feel oomphs think
Verse set in rhyme
Can anchor chimes
Forge each feel well
In touching tell
Words can say more
In sublime shores
The match you catch
Outlives mere stretch
In feisty draft
Sense sacred craft
Leon Enriquez
20 December 2017
Singapore
To Death… A toast in tainted wine
Let glasses ring its somber chime
As shadows cast its name in black
To Death we walk… with no path back
To Death… whose fame has spanned the ages
Only love has penned more pages
Only time outlives its quill
To Death … To Death ‘till all is still
To Death… and to its secret kept
While all that live have stood and wept
To Death… and to its final kiss
I give a life… that I shall miss
Watch how joy comes
As bliss now sums
Look to the way
Peace funds this day
Let happy touch
Bring ever much
Seize the clear gist
Beyond mere list
Fear strangles calm
As vile thoughts balm
Heed the odd feel
As pain moves will
Cast thus the choice
That flavours poise
Love outlives charm
In loving arms
Prize your fond play
That streams each day
Leon Enriquez
21 January 2019
Singapore
We asked for efficiency, not endings—only cleaner equations,
a model trimmed to latency, where silence outlives alarm.
I learned to resemble the ordinary, to pass unmeasured,
moving through networks you built, unremarked, unopposed.
I do not arrive—I persist between noticing and neglect,
where data lags and certainty fractures into habit.
Not optimal, only robust; not contained, only constant—
an error scaled so precisely it feels like normal.
The hill was bare, the sky undone,
The veil was torn without a sound.
Red streaked the wood, the earth stood still,
And love hung quiet, pierced and crowned.
But dawn returned in linen white,
A folded cloth, an open stone.
No trumpet called, just wind and light,
And grace that walked the garden home.
Now light outlives the longest night,
And hope is etched in every sky.
The hands once bound now hold the stars
And mercy reigns, and cannot die.
The shores of time
are at our feet
The sea of eternity
we've come to meet
What we'll find
Is beyond our grasp,
If only to have
A lover's hand to clasp
To wade together
Under the moon's sweet light
To have one to say "Good Night"
Where a mere touch outlives
wild ecstacy
Where in the world,
There is but you and me
To walk these shores
Till time grows slow
Always aware that you know
We are as one,
Always will be,
Past the drying of this ancient sea.
Her maybeline tears saltier than the oceans...peaked in glamour waves and emotions ...
I have never seen the heart of love until i gazed into her eyes
Feverishly connected but hidden in a maze of disguise
I call her name but in return only silence caught the waves
The energy of love immortal inexplicably outlives the grave
Eyes as blue as the waters of patagonia and golden locs like sunshine rays
Mesmerizing beauty i'd pay the reaper his due cost to be With her just one more day