Short Tames Poems
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Rise up your head slightly
and succumb in the
spangle of moment!
What the benefit of light
If it's not tames the
dreariness of darkness?!
In the midst of love
Lioness tames the lion
Showing him new ways of thought
Leading him gently
The lion gets to decide
Is the lioness worth it?
when you feel so much, too much, that you don't even know what you're feeling
matters of the heart and the nature of beauty
love tames
Tamer Hossam
when you feel so much, too much, that you don't even know what you're feeling
matters of the heart and the nature of beauty
love tames
Tamer Hossam
She is the fountain of lust and of love
She bathes me in the most potent sea,
Opens her butterfly thighs
Wraps murals of flesh around me
I am her prisoner and her predator
She summons
She tames
The beast in me
Jessica Holter
Who cultivates wild? Who makes and tames origins? Who naturalizes!
* A small personal note does not hurt a wise man who look for a bigger meaning of life. He should not write Gods. He may write god or gods. He should write God.
Just when you think it's enough
Incredible flutters fill your stomach;
Time to jump right into the deep end,
Taking your time will not bring peace;
Everything will be ok, use the energy;
Remember to remain calm;
Serenity tames the nervous.
Faith’s cozy cottage
lies deep in the woods
Beckons trembling hearts
to partake of her Goods
Allays palpitations
assuages all fears
As she calms, as she tames
fresh rivers of tears
The man who grabs fate by the neck
gallops wildly into the storm by her side
doesn't flee
but with endurance and persistence
bridles her
to the stable leads her
and tames her eventually,
this man, when he perishes
can never be replaced,
he goes down in history
Form:
My heart tames the inner mirror,
Welcome, all life's entourage,
of wishes well spent...
all enduring souls...retrospect without mirage...
weaving thought all with wisdom,
celebrate all unique with kind,
To measure my name in landscape,
minute...in sheltered time.
Ambition
is the best pursuit
the road to glory
calls
Ambition
is the worst pursuit
that leads to
your downfall
Ambition
tames the wildest beast
its jungle free
of thorns
Ambition
breeds the deepest hate
your future paved
— with scorn
(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)
She tames the sky
She commands the clouds
They get their orders from her
They do as she says
Does she rule by fear?
No
Does she rule by right?
No
Why do the clouds listen?
Because she is sassy, and confident.
And she is the first person to command them.
They think it is great.
Follow the scent of love, dear soul
Exit narrow mind games
God's grace alone can make us whole
Erst fears and desires tames
Go in, within and feel
Joy of bliss beats appeal
This alone is real
Grant love consent
Follow the scent
07-February-2023
Quietus
i admire the muscle
of the wind
that brought you
to my door.
i marvel at its infinite
glory as it moves my
land and shore,
and drives the hearts
desire
towards the fire that
burns for you.
i am the keeper
of such a flame;
the wind that moves you
tames me-
i am lion,
please take my roar.
Form:
wonder of spring
mystery and beauty bring...
let creation sing
lilting glory songs
righting all of winter's wrongs...
tames the heart that longs
summer's 'round the bend
chill of darkness soon to end...
blooms and buds ascend
**for contest"What's The Buzz"
sponsored by Carol Brown
On my lips lies
the bittersweet kiss
of death
The scent lingers
on my breath
The musty dark
taste stays in
my mouth
Ill fall down south
to halt at the gates
of Hell
I can hear
Lucifer yell..
My name
It soothingly
tames
My fear
Of being
near
The lost souls
and
dark angels
Of this hellish
plane
Will i attain
my
black
feathered
wings
At the end of a journey, there is destination
All matters will soon come to their final position
But none passes a tough trail without any lession
For, gusty wind makes a fire grow
At the end of a tough race, there is glory
At the end of a conquest, there is a story
On top of a mountain, there is victory
For, fire tames an ore to a steel
Gentle and loving heart is all.
It tames the stormy days’ wildness toll,
Subsiding the seemingly incomprehensible
Unfairness of the wild world numb contretemps.
Yet
It flames the homely wee joy,
Intensifying the nitty-gritty fathomably
Gift of everyday serendipity godsend--
And only when
the gentle and loving hearts (under)stand.
(14-6-2024)
The song of the heart is one that lazily floats down the river in the dusty light of the moon.
It rocks the mind and tames the soul.
This peaceful song brings timid trust and love through the hurry of the day and the calmness of the night.
It mends the pain and flows through the veins.
The song of the heart is one that is your own and shows you the path of unconditional love.
surges sans stretches
vying voluptuous verses
etched'n hoisted hanker
sassy society triggered
felon feasts fetched
from fanatic flesh
oozing oblongata seeped'n
moaning munched mystery
nocturnal nimble's spree
whooshing wits wet
bruised emotions belched
hoisted memories melt
eerie salient stance
tames taunted trance.
'20:03:12:14:45
Note: Dedicated to Sophocles.
Shall we ever meet again
at the crossroads of the mind?
Shall we ever meet again
in the fragrant fields of thyme,
though memories fade and flowers must wilt
and every heart must fail?
Shall we ever meet again,
but who's to tell us where?
What once was good is ever good,
and faithful, true and fair.
This thought assures us we shall meet
and tames my dark despair.
Solitude of Iris Incense Nightfall
Still solitude drips saffron in sunsets
Twilight tinsel tames tangerine tempests
Lilac lullaby lilts lulling lyric –
Diadems of daydreams dulcet delight
Offers ochre cheerful companion of calm
Unruffled ultramarine universe
Ebb of eventide in ebony escape
3-29-21
Contest: Solitude in Seven Lines
Sponsor: JCB Burl
Seven lines. Ten syllables each
When the sun's burning
arms outreach
it's warming
oriflammes,
they cup the
moon within its hands,
the wild night it tames.
The moon surrenders
to the sun, for the mighty
heat it feels. Yet, the sun
asks not then for submission
but offers then its zeal.
It desires to share
in, of the sky
as two that shine as one,
to come together
hanging high
the moon and lover sun.
I am the first drop of Rain diving to the ground
I am the pencil dancing across a blank page
I am the inspiration sparked in your mind
I am the insight of an elder
I am the freedom of a child's laughter
I am part of a greater existence,
and with that I am never alone.
My past guides me
My future gives me hope,
as I blossom in the present.
Nature heals me,
music tames me,
Trees soothe me,
Writing frees me.
I finally love me.
under optical delusion of a lampshade
a mind wanders in its own galaxy.
among echelons of stars infinite
in drumbeats of magical alchemy.
passions of expensive dreams dazzle
only sweet scent of soft petals.
a smiling face keeps convincing
a heart promises to beat in unison.
wanton restless water tames into a stream
rocked against anarchy of feelings,
through mountains of unseen bruise.
yet the stream never meets the sea.