Short Uprooting Poems
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Natural clear skies secluded
Antique rose blizzard included
Emerald black canvas alluded
Zest for life pyramid uprooting
1/8/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Flaming shperiods descend
As the clouds swirl frenziedly
Uprooting erections
The seas withdraw then rise
To swallow the earth
As death enters
The grounds depart
To sail the seas
As ember paints the skies
Love lives on the other side
It may as well abide
On another planet,
These chains on my heart
And my spirit behind bars,
I am far from touch
Exiled from ecstasy,
As if I grow roots here
And as merciless time moves
They grow deeper
To any removal
I died with the uprooting.
I am here
I am angry
I am attacking
I want to kill you
shaking the house
uprooting trees
blowing out windows
I am here
I am awesome
I am beautiful
I am gone
I am dying
I will be back
I have many names
shook the house
uprooted trees
blew out windows
I was here
I was awesome
I was beautiful...
The people you meet today
Make your tomorrow
By uprooting ailing actions of yesterday
Weed away every seed of sorrow...
Plant light on darkness face.
For fellows to follow
Any time,any place,any race.
You deeds should be diamond to borrow
So your name shall conjure joyful tears
As time travel the of yelling years.
now the flesh has gone
the bones shiver in the wind
weakening the limbs
a mighty wind blows
uprooting this naked tree
limbs are torn apart
then sadly, it dies
and thus lays itself to rest
tears fall from the sky
to mourn it's passing
and nourish the seeds thereof
life comes full circle
contest by: Nathan
contest name: Skeleton Tree
In a mess of trees and cool soft breeze, swept
The branched fingers that kept
Scratching windows and stretching for sky.
Reaching further, high
For purpose and paradise.
Uprooting from the stretch,
Concrete cracked under the pressure’s pinch.
Weeping softly, the willow
For it had given up the dream.
And the dying went unnoticed,
As most things that dream a dream.
Think of elsewhere
where the day
has grown old
perhaps with a remembrance
of what has trespassed
concerning what now goes
throughout these hours here.
Now what does it fit
to cry by uprooting trees
or cry by wrong paintings
or cry by a wrong directives
or even cry by whims
and caprices of abyssimal
or in fact even wrongly cry
oh! later you may
swallow it a going.
WAR’S OXYMORONIC JUSTIFICATION
(An Awareness Haiku Trio)
They say, sowing war
is a profound investment
reaping fruits of peace:-
Billions of bucks spent
uprooting trillions of lives:
Quadrillion bucks reaped:-
Yes, sowing war seeds
to reap peace, continues
to be justified:-
The intrigues, the twists
unravel the woven threads
of the mystery. Traumatized
and dazed, I play-
dice with the unknown to
find out the truth.
Confronting the purpose
of existence,
you come out of the flesh
after flogging-
and start dancing
with bones.
Extremely poor,
you play the hand
and fail.
Elsewhere someone
climbs on the pole
and sets the house on fire.
Satish Verma
of birth and death
birth bringeth joy, whilst
death bringeth grief
and shakes man in disbelief
uprooting his very belief in Living,
for man remains mortal,
irrespective of whether he is
rich or poor, a king or a commoner.
I’m drowning
In my hallucinations
They’re crowding
Uprooting me at my foundations
I’m shaking
Uncontrollably
I feel myself breaking
Falling into their lies, hopelessly
His anger is overwhelming
I’m devoured by it
I know it’s spreading
Swallowing me bit by bit
Tonight his saving grace is nothing
The other is burning flame
And although I try running
Fire renders my legs – my spirit – lame
He mines gold's shine by candlelight
Hoarding wealth and folly
Plundering spoils from toils delight
Now bathed in melancholy
But warm winds wail on excited gale
Relentlessly unencumbered
Sequestered songs of nightingale
Serenading children's slumber
Raging tempest respects not glee
Demesne of mortal souls
Uprooting he and camphor tree
On through the night it blows
an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner
Uprooting dreams
of yesterday,
time sows the seeds
of tomorrow.
Grey clouds shed tears
as April rains,
when winter wanes
and warmth abounds.
Fleeing far-flung
sanctuaries,
migrating birds
start heading home.
And on the winds
of open sky,
caterpillars
try newfound wings.
Snowdrops, crocus,
and daffodil
usher in the
first days of spring.
And tulips flaunt
their waxen bells,
atop stems of
emerald green.
GLORY BE UNTO GOD
Finally, congratulations you have made it
This is my desire to honor you Lord
To give you my heart, my soul, my mind
Sound mind, peace, calm freedom there is
All be to rest, the past be laid
At last it is over
Uprooting, replanting new beginnings
One on one with Father
Free, away from the rest of the LORD
Arena of Liberty I dwell in
Sweet melodies smoothing with my heart
Emmanuel, God is with me
Thank you Father
Thank you Son
Thank you Holy Spirit
I am at war
At war in my mind
I Wonder what I will find
Inside....
A mind full of pride
supressed by humility
Trying to be confident in the face of insecurity
My mind....
Trying to release thoughts of progression
held as prisoners by repression
My mind...
needs to be freed
Im uprooting every weed
and sowing in pure seeds
I try
No lie... I do try
The epicenter of my being
stops me from seeing
truth.
but connect it to my spirit
and the lord will vist.