Short Sum Up Poems
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Indeed the very
word grand shall sum up two gifts,
each life and love were
gifted the very moments to
those fortunate upon birth.
Another Birthday
My age is something a-frightening;
it came on me faster than lightning!
As birthdays come up;
they’ll continually sum up,
but instead of so dark; it’s enlightening!
If you get to relive Today Tomorrow,
Would you live Tomorrow any differently from Today?
The answer will sum up the rest of your life.
~01/13/23
~Contest: Quote This
~Sponsor: Rick Parise
Nighttime is when we sum up the day's activities
Solving all the days' problems, ignoring the hostilities
At times our mind wanders
Into uncharted waters
Then back to Earth and reestablish my sillities
Sponsor: Rob Carmack - Contest Name '< 7'
Bare Autumn trees frowned - all their colorful leaves lay on the ground
Autumn holds them at bay – cold Winter winds want to come out to play
Seasonal work suited Autumn to a tee - rest of year fancy free
march - pretty much snow
- time to sum up the winter
- slowly peeled away
01/03/2020
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Those who
have no dreams
will have no hopes,
have no hopes
will have no aims
have no aims
will have no targets
have no targets
will have no ranges
so
they will forever
remain as they are
stay wherever they are,
To sum up,
Whatever they wish to do
will be a distant dream
Wear wit and pun as pictures surge,
Ply fit and fun where feelings merge.
Come let us go where silence dwells,
Sum up the flow as ambience tells.
Opt for wise feel that knows the best,
Will follows thrill when touch seeds zest.
Work then the way where tact firms act,
Word style and say that spins the fact.
Leon Enriquez
26 August 2015
Singapore
My thoughts of you, and yours of me,
Can be portrayed mathematically:
To sum up every complex trait
We factorize and integrate,
And add imaginary parts
To make the vectors fit our charts.
Your thoughts of me, and mine of you,
Look reckless from a polar view:
The truly knowable and real
Are overwhelmed by how we feel,
Since we forget each magnitude
Is through an unseen angle skewed.
Can I take a chance?
And look into your eyes
Can I take a glance?
Of the only pretty face alive
Can I follow my dream?
And gently hold you
Can I do it now?
Oh, its seems I like you
Can I dream of us together?
Every single day and night
Can I be all yours?
And never let you go out of sight
Can I make the promise?
That this would never go few
Can I sum up sum courage?
And say, 'I Love You'.
I am invisible
No one can see me
All they see is beauty
Not the real me
I'm very confused by this
I think it is all an illusion
But it doesn't sum up my conclusion
That I am invisible
It takes years of practice
I am just so numb with pain
And as it rains
I can't imagine
What it's like
To be uninvisible to you
Maybe thats why I'm always blue
Though inside I'm hurting
You can't see
Because
I am invisible
A definition of me relies on
your borrowed time
to sneak a question into vested terms
That decide my earthly worth
and stun my vision into sight
And if the sum of one chooses
to relay my plight
in numbers that sum up to none
Feel free to walk away
and place my days into
silent moments of your
worthy time
And call this poem…
tragically unfinished
And this life…
sadly retracted
and our youthly vision
materially tampered
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I’m the mountain that has risen,
I’m the tunnel that left castle floating by,
I’m the hammer to nail to beat to pull,
Sum up the words I’m beneath the castle wall,
Put in work like toad to stud,
Rampage the flood pastor to news,
Pick up fast I’m the new Walt Whitman,
leaves of grass on my side and,
Pay me for that song,
Like tunnel vision,
Measure time measure time what fit,
Is being,
ME.
There is no one word that could sum up how deeply in love with you I am. So I'm going to attempt to right a poem, because you know how much of a dork I am. My love for you goes so deep, you make me shake, you make me weep. All over my body there are chills, like a cold winter in the hills. Someone that's so special to me. I could never let go even if it means falling to my knees. I know we fight, but that don't mean give up and flee.
I contemplated a suitable description
To sum up my life. A truthful depiction
I considered a title for a romantic comedy
But I gave up romance, in exchange for monogamy
Humor is a product of my relentless misfortunes
I’m trapped in a recurrence of Monday mornings
In a permanent cloud. I’ll never get out
Indefinitely waiting on flowers to sprout
I realized my title should be gloomy and grey
I went with the name, Rainy Mondays
By this Zen gate
Live mindful fate
Start with full heart
Love blossoms art
Do glimpse what's right
By pathway light
End with a sketch
With poise to match
Dark is the night
When fear sparks sight
Curious faith knows
How wonder grows
Be mindful then
Move now not when
Poise feels deep choice
Sum up crisp voice
By that Zen gate
Love moves not late
Leon Enriquez
11 February 2019
Singapore
First seductive moves and intimate touches
Of bodily drive so hot and sensual, starting with no
Rush or haste, just slower, slower and slow, then
Engine gets heated up, everywhere becomes charged
Points to specifically visit cannot be by passed
Licks, sucks and massages in steady speed
Acceleration kicks, desires burn into each other
Yearnings sum up this outburst to begin the core
I despair at writing poetry
I'm not sure I have the skill
Just can't seem to find the words
Or bend them to my will
It's hard to sum up what I mean
And make it sound succinct
So as a poet should I stop
And quietly go extinct?
Should I lay my pen to rest
And let it gather dust?
But something seems to urge me on
To write is now a must!
So putting pen to paper
I'll scribble just for fun
And maybe one day very soon
A poet I'll become!
I am afraid
If I failed like a hundred times,
and somehow I sum up myself
Again and Again.
what if one day I couldn't.
I couldn't start over.
I am afraid.
If I lose hope one day
Is everybody gonna judge me that day.
I am afraid.
What if one day I will not be able,
to realize that I am fine.
what if one day I will not be able to convince myself.
Maybe one day I'll need someone to tell me,
that everything is fine, even did I fail.
I am afraid.
Resolutions made the first of the year,
vague and illusive, significant at the moment
but fleeting as foolish, idle thoughts.
"Absorb and observe" sum up my needs
as I become an element of wherever I am;
perceive the aura surrounding me,
enjoy the soft rain, the warmth of the sun,
the fragrance of nature and its untouched settings.
I will walk and feel the earth under foot
trying to put my thoughts to words as I
seek to become as one with the setting.
“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life” Robert Frost
No matter what path you decide to take
Seekers will reach the same conclusion
Your essence will yearn for your truth
Your spirit will feel her bliss
You will know instantly
Your nirvana place
Be yourself please
Nurture you
Love you
Peace
Written 5-20-2020
Poetry Contest: Etheree
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Used theme Life Prompt Number 2
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