Short Revert Poems
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The hotel in Ibiza offered fruit,
For starters and for dessert,
So I had it both times each day,
And never did then revert.
Eighty seems to be the transition age
When we revert back to a child like stage
We stomp our feet
No more sweet
It allows us the privilege to rant and rave
Broken
Cloven
Hidden
Within
Covert
Revert
Surveyed
Journeyed
Sojourned
Missioned
Wrestle
Vessel
Tempest
Life’s test
Good night
Last fight
March 13, 2023.
I promise to behave from here on in
Don't know what happened, I say with a grin
Every now and then
Lose control like all men
Revert back to the trees dreaming of girlie skin
If you see a heat wave, would you wave back
Now that's downright silly, I've had a goofus attack
Happens to some
Undone we become
And revert back to a cartoon character that quacks
Hello! It's me, I used to be much taller
Shrinking quite fast, soon be a wee bawler
Wear diapers, kiddie kind
Losing my brilliant mind
Revert to a youngster when I was a lot smaller
You think there will be a next time?
You've betrayed my trust
It feels like it was all lust
to you and I can not stand
These emotions at hand
I don't want to hurt
So why would I revert
back to this again?
It's incumbent upon us to keep up with technology
Fantastic new discoveries that once seemed mythology
The benefits are stupendous
We've become so dependent
It's unstoppable, we mustn't revert to mediocrity
To die before you die is worse then death itself.
Time doesn’t stop as you are sprung backwards.
Now you have to climb forward.
Desperately yearning to revert to your normal self.
Desperately wanting something to spring you back to where you were, happy.
After long wait
two seasons of
three months wait
oceans sent us rain,
oh! It has started to rain
amidst uprooted trees
power outrage
discomforts minor
my May flower tree
bloomed this May
hope smiled in me
my heart is happy
it is a message
from mother nature
we can still revert changes.
why can't it be this way
why dose it have to be so hard
what is it that makes me act that way
around you and no other
don't like the way that i
act around you anymore
don't like the version of
myself that i revert to
when i am around you
should leave it be
should let it go
if i was smart i would
but i can't
Axe forgets and soon is forgiven,
We know, trees do not take up the gun,
But work hard sans sad grin
To keep planet’s plants green;
And sun sets for the day, its job done.
We humans... no sun are,
Nor are trees mean by far,
Alas, things revert back whence begun.
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Reflections | 04.02.2017 |
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When life's journey folds in on itself,
Becomes a jumble, in clattered confusion,
it's wise to hold back,
and stall the footfall.
To disassemble the journey and saga,
into it's component parts,
and lines in play.
To revert to time's tick tock routine,
taking one step, one mere step,
before every second one,
reflecting on each moment,
dissected,
and stepped,
upon.
We can’t expect that things will be
Like they were long ago,
When what we thought would happen
Was the way we’d come to know.
For life has changed and norms today
Are not what they once were,
So sometimes disappointments,
Based on old times, will occur.
We have to suck it up or else
Be faced with feeling hurt,
Comparing now with days to which
We never can revert.
REVERT TO GLASS
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Stop producing plastics, revert
to glass it worked in the past!
For liquids, glass, remember
jerry cans, tin works as
well.Paper, cardboard,
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what happened to natural wool?
When three lines are so much better Poetry Contest - Sponsored by Silent One
Causes that become effects
Whispers that suppress all shouts
Question that answers all questions
Destination that ends all journeys
Tranquility that dismisses all thoughts
Acceptance that transforms all fear
Bliss that displaces all desire
Confusion that unravels all doubt
Actions that revert to words
Words to thoughts
Thoughts to silence
Silence that silences all silence
Ever so sorry
My sincerest appologies
It must be my turn to apologise again
As my forlorn downtrodden mood
Is obviously stopping me from
putting you first
And displeasing you and causing
some mild discomfort from
feeling so much better
So better i as you revert to type
As otherwise god gorbid you may
terminate our so called friendship
If there is nothing in it for you
with AI chat toys
my children join in and laugh
engaging with droids—
their toys become companions
for exploring the future
voice box extracted,
the alien grows gentle,
a creature of cloth—
they revert to mere soft toys
for beeps and let's tickle games
mute toys speak the truth
imagination awakes—
when machines go still
to hear more in them silent
than in their pre-programmed chat
Forget not the good done to you
Forgive ever when you get hurt
Write on the sand the wind will blew
Forget not the good done to you
Write on a rock what one helped you
No wind of a kind can revert
Forget not the good done to you
Forgive ever when you get hurt
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June 13, 2014
Form Triolet (ABaAabAB,Syllable count-64)
Dr. Ram Mehta
Contest: Tolerance by Vee.Freddie
Neverending misery
Pieces of a heart shattered
Endless loneliness and suffering
Euphoria, prosperity, and companionship no more
If only time would reverse
Unquestioning love and faith anew
Wrongful acts of affair never occur
Existing conditions will they continue?
Will parameters revert back?
Is heart's desire sufficient to acquire paramour?
Fabrication, distortion, and reminiscence unfold
Kismet or fallacy?
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It went in flames
It was already burning before it began
We were not ready
We were not prepared
For this onslaught of emotion
I wish I could say more
I wish I could offer you more
Than just these stupid poems
I think my brain malfunctioned
I think someone I used to know hurt it
I don't comprehend, remember, recall
Reason, remind, repeat
Revert, repent, rage
Rewrite, again
Over
Over
Over
Over
Rejoice
Existence
World is a drama stage,
which has a dwimmer screen,
that can trap you with a
net of desires.
Several stories, diverse roles,
pretending folks, everything is fake!
So why do you shed tears
for these ungrateful peeps?
Love is a phantasm,
which starts with a thirst
and ends up in a despair!
Life turns out a desert,
if you are not alert.
Do you want to put an effort,
or slog fruitlessly and revert?
No fun using a "walker" believe me
Need assistance with every small task
Constantly asking for help
Puts a big burden on family members
If I could revert to my "pre-walker" days
A blessing it surely would be
Those jovial carefree days of my youth
Was a joy to be happiness bound
Then reality is in we're only here once
Life is just a one-act play
So make the most of it while we exist
A heavenly land awaits
Light of foot and bare of rump
across the grass he ran,
in close embrace with Nature,
this boldly streaking man.
What impulse motivated him,
what sudden-formed decision
to face the world untrammelled
by human inhibition?
Was it just an impish urge
to shock his fellow men.
or did the sunlight fill his soul
with overwhelming yen
to revert to childhood,
to new-born infancy,
when innocence was guise enough
to appease morality!
I don't argue my fate
or resigned intentions,
The direction of swirls sometimes
encounters a gale...
These times are lost in a God's
sense of
seasons redacted in his loosening grip...
I cringe when standing seems sensible,
screams that saw distance in
horizons
now see it in space...
I raze effortlessly now what you see,
my vision encounters yours
and fumbles a perfect two...
I notice you,
but simply revert to
an unhindered me
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