Short Part With Poems
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I can part with my life,
If you embrace me with your affection.
But I cannot revere life,
If you continue with an attitude of silence!!
Written May 17th, 2013
Old poem- serious
As I prepare to part with tired old ways,
Feeling uplifted, to observe
dawn's new days.
There's harmony in breathing precious moments ,
wakeful contemplation...
Form:
Quatrain #799:
IDEA
Indulge your heart with a warm light,
Deem as you start with mindset right;
Etch craft and art that shows the way,
Appraise each part with mindful sight.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
08 January 2018
Singapore
IN OUR YOUTH
WE HAD SUCH FUN
WE PLAYED HARD AND ROUGH
WE GREW WITH THEM
WE AGED WITH TIME
WE AGED FROM WEAR
TO PART WITH THEM
WOULD NOT BE FAIR
AGE AND WEAR
HAVE CHANGED US SO
BUT EVEN WITH THE FORGETFULNESS OF TIME AND AGE
WE REMEMBER THOUGH
Journey Journal Page
#13: FIND
Fit fond fun here with laughter loud,
Incline your heart with sensuous feel;
Note a kind sphere that frames delight,
Dance your own part with lasting thrill.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
11 January 2021
Singapore
In the abyss of fallen doubts
in the fire of hope
in an effort to conquer yourself,
I part with the past remains,
with leaves that withered in winter,
to sprout new buds
Bloom my flowers
penetrate the sadness
and tear it apart with your Love
Let new life arise...
Mister Jack Benny was a funny fellow indeed
He played a mean violin, though a bit off-keyed
'Tis said that he was so tight with his bountiful purse
That to part with his moolah he was very averse
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
(Event poem)
Fish a floating cocoanut from edge of Caribbean Sea
Hux the outermost part with machete
See its brown hairy shell hard as a rock
Pierce its eyes, which will rain healing water
Cut out the white meat for lunch or dessert
Create some ornament from its polished shell.
*
What few words are left to speak
Our hearts are broke, our trust is weak.
The lies you told so very true.
You said your feelings were more than new!
I gave my heart with all my soul
To make you my life my love my goal
Now we part with the silent stare
As if to live like you were never there.
Fish a floating coconut from edge of the Caribbean Sea
Hux the outermost part with a machete
See its brown hairy shell hard as a rock,
Pierce its eyes, which will rain healing waters.
Cut out the white meat for lunch or dessert!
Create some ornament from its polished shell.
*
I am just a statistic
the Devil's reject
the **** addicted
society's twisted
my will submitted
till death I shall part with the dearly departed
broken hearted
can't stop what hasn't started
can you not hear me calling
into the abyss I'm falling
falling once again my friend
falling once again
We save remnants from our past
As if precious jewels, we guard them to the last
Won't part with them for millions, even billions
Hand them down as heirlooms to wide-eyed children...
Nostalgia leads the way
Sentiment rules the day
While ideationally we may be far apart ~
We are all conservationists at heart
To some money is sweeter than honey;
Ready to die for it in this world are so many.
If you have plenty, honored by every man;
Once you part with it, stamped as a madman.
How funny! Its inventor is its die-hard fan!!
A Brian Strand your choice Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Date: 24.08.2021
PLACE : 1st
Xmas is the day
To part with all anger
Please be a white dove
Fly and spread love
So many children today
know not that day
Too poor to enjoy
even one small toy
Be a giver this Xmas
make sharing a must
Be happy and smile
even for just a while
Xmas is the time to give
the opportunity to forgive
The day God gave us Jesus
A day for all of us
I could sell my house but then I would not have it,
so why would I do that?
I could shave my head, but I already look ridiculous
so what would be the point?
I could rent out my art studio, but the only thing I would get is money though,
I already work, right?
I could part with my dog, if I was dead, and if all my relatives were dead too.
Maybe not.
In all that's never said
lies a mystery
waiting behind eyes
there is a skeleton
none may ever know
Like an actor putting on an show
playing the part with all excellence
secrets remain what they are
doors remain closed
Pictures are only seen
of the truth
the rest is a guessing game
only leaving yourself to wonder
what lies behind the windows of the soul
Form:
So sad to part with one so close to my heart;
But you had to mount that mad Merry-Go-Round.
I said from the start, your persona is art;
You must be seen and must see each sight and sound.
Yet, I had to live quietly, and apart;
Though 'tis joy, each round, to see you from firm ground.
One day, when your horse heads my way, dearest friend,
One of us will be gone, as all things must end.
Ben,our springer,brown & white
Was our teen-daughter's delight;
Bred by the famous Shand-Kydd
Causing us to part with fifty quid.
He soon grew,chewing lino & chairs
Forever racing up our stairs;
We'd no idea what he would become
This stress-filled harum-scarum.
A sporting dog,much too inbred
So to the vet,our footsteps led;
A day so filled with tears,
Engraved upon all our yesteryears.
Black Dog Blues
To have control of emotion,
mental black dog of the lost,
plunge thoughts deep in icy ocean,
it cant move in permafrost,
depression lives if you let it,
but you are better than that,
remember the part with a happy heart,
where your MOOD control is at,
i could not have put it better mate,
weak Willie pays the cost,
mental IS of the tensile frame,
resolve is never lost...
Don
I'm thinking of you, daughter
Of how our life was then
And how it became torn
I wanted to protect your eyes
From faulty human ways
In doing so, my anger grew
And was used against me
His threats won, and I
Lost out on my part with you
Too much seen with lost eyes
Daily life consumed us, tore us apart
The fight pursues still to this day
To find together
In a lasting embrace
Never again to be untied
Books is a five letter word,
Which you all must have heard.
Books have different pages,
And are available for all ages.
Books can last a long time,
If you are lucky , you will find one for a dime.
Books could be your friends,
Around us, we find many brands.
You can borrow books form the library,
And write their names in a diary.
They will be your friends forever,
You wouldn't want to part with them ever.
Form:
Books is a five letter word,
Which you all must have heard.
Books have different pages,
And are available for all ages.
Books can last a long time,
If you are lucky , you will find one for a dime.
Books could be your friends,
Around us, we find many brands.
You can borrow books form the library,
And write their names in a diary.
They will be your friends forever,
You wouldn't want to part with them ever.
Form:
My anger punds with every heartbeat.
The person I see staring back through the mirror is not who I like
I want to hurt her.
Hurt me.
Her eyes filled with a darkness...
As I stare, the eyes blaze with self-loath.
The lips part with a silent scream.
Her fist races towards me.
Glass sprinkles around like glittering snowflakes mixed with ruby raindrops.
I stare at the shards of glass at my feet.
I feel I'm looking at my heart.
Form:
tick. . . tick. . talk the time today
busy a great gather of
basketed flowers
that might move us towards
great outlawed-metered parked cars
ticketing themselves
and twist. . . twist your fire-hydrant wrist
while the streets look the other way
simple lack-luster
awaits your perceptive 50’s point of view
but it’s all the daughters that decide
off which part of concrete to part with
and wake up
in which car to ride in
The greatest gift that GOD could ever give
One of the reasons why we should be born and live
In a world of deceit and lies
To be there for us to open our eyes
Many "GIFTS" in this world are glittering and new
You have to realise which is just for you
While no person may be equal to the task
You will see finding a friend is not too much to ask
One who cannot part with you till the end
I think you are the one I can call "MY FRIEND"
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