Short Whys Poems
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Give me words of ancient wisdom,
mod-words to ask Whys,
weird words amping cerebrum,
words that touch the skies.
Some people say Old Mother Goose
Never had her neck in a noose
She loved to play
Every day
No wonder she had a screw loose!
This comment is all about me
I am The President as you see
I am the one wielding the pen
I will state the whys and when
I am the Master of your destiny
The wind asks,
rainfalls,
mouth shuts,
leg walks,
sole prints,
age perishes,
the skin remain asides,
destiny fight protests,
life has no whys,
but remain with who's.
Privilege shares with friends and family
the whys and wherefores of your creed;
lest your lack of concern and charity
keeps a faith hostage that they need.
July 5, 2020
Every word you say
Plays on repeat every day
Black eyes and busted lips
Are so much easier to forget
The love
The hate
The lies
The hows
The whens
The whys
Slowly our souls die
Form:
A quest to gain more knowledge, hoping answers to life's whys will be unlocked
Everyday I learn, perceive and reason, the path to answers will remain unblocked
8-23-2013
What makes you tick - contest
resting
relaxing
thinking
of
yesterdays,
what
might
have
been
the
whys
the
wherefores:
no
matter..
..tomorrow is here
inspired by Grieg 2nd piano concerto clip
sunset sails on palettes of tangerine
I close my eyes to fondle this spectacle
in few nicks of brushstrokes; its glory done
my tears stumble , free falling...
asking for whys of its hues vanishing
Amid the where’s and when’s and whys
The can’ts and won’ts and whiney sighs
Sit they with pencils as they paint
In words of metaphoric blue
In vain attempt to tightly grasp
The moment as it flashes past
may be many whys
which have been asked by the wise
when God realize
may have to send it
becoming independent
by God would be meant
have been pressing views
which were exposed in the news
to believe refuse
What my daughter sees in her Father’s eyes
Is love without retreat and trust without the whys
He sees
He hears
He forgives
He loves
mdailey 4/11/12
for Russell Sivey's contest - 1-6 Lines of Romance & Love Free Poetry Contest Details
Love never dies,
But sometimes cries,
Love has many lies,
Love always has whys,
Love has different meaning.
Love may fight,
But it's better by each night,
Love is the fabric of the soul,
Sometimes it digs a hole,
But love will never end
Form:
Be willing now
To cast endow
Cheer moves your poise
As words find voice
Yes just allow
Your whys and hows
Do your best act
To seed love's pact
Be willing then
For you know when
Leon Enriquez
17 February 2017
Singapore
so many ifs
so many whys
but none could satisfy this mind
so many hows
so many times
not one satisfied this heart of mine
one last day
one last night
one last promise you’d be fine
one last kiss
one last smile
one last lie that i’ll be fine
Form:
so this is my last post
and i have to thank you all for the support
for sharing with me your kind words
but know i have to go
i have to walk away
the whys i can not say
so i leave with one last piece of wisdom
all beginnings and all ends are the same points
Form:
we
this-oar-us...
and
thee-sore-us...
need
this-hour-as...
we
came-bridged...
with
diction-air-ease..
for a
full-loss-of-whys...
we
knot some
full-loss-of-fees...
with phil's
full-loss-of-sophie...
over
phil's-loss-of-why's...
stan sand
The mind always knows the reasons and whys you are no longer here,
The heart counters, but I feel a longing and void, because you are not near,
The spirit, which produces the laughter, silliness, and smiles,
now needs some time to recover,
from the absence of one so dear.
Stars fashion and project,
twinkling fields of galactic dreams we fabricate,
and perfect.
Dreams can confuse
although there's times we contemplate
the muse
We rise
and meditate
... whys.
Stars fashion and project,
although there's times we contemplate,
... whys.
Accuse the Accuser. O' Satan, my worst friend.
You'll be there til the very end.
Subtle schemes and hate filled lies,
all these bitter woes and whys.
My wicked heart leads me astray,
as soon as i forget to pray.
Burning fire, consuming lust,
Loss of love, and hope, and trust.
How can you know the why;
'While you're embracing how;
When you begin to cry,
Come be of love;
Follow those paths
And what has left our those dead ends;
Why the hows trends;
Cry love while walking to those dead;
end paths
6/14/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020
Fast admission
Then confession
Trust completion
Regrets and tears
Heartfelt fears
Cries no one hears
Embarrassment and pain
Shames only gain
dazed is main
Helpless Cries
Unanswered whys
Forgetting Tries
Overcoming compromise
Changing mesmerize
Sustaining fortifies
Form:
Reasonings
Too few
Hopefully more
My resentment flairs
My will ebbs
Still looking elsewhere
I won’t just leave
I care too much
My heart is here
Have more to give
Want answers to my whys
Know I’ll never truly know
Doors of opportunity may open
But I still hold hope
Knowing this is my calling
The people moan
groan
The people mope
dope
The people try
cry
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The people believe the lies
ones that are clear
ones in a disguise
The people oft deny
give many tries
seek not the past
Don't ask
enough
whys?
Copyright McCuen 2009
You broke my heart by killing yourself.
Watching you go thru hell.
Though it wasn’t a quick death.
It was still a death.
How I will always wish things were different.
I will always think of our conversations in the end.
I never thought I would have to watch you die.
So many questions with no whys.
But at least I am thankful to get to say goodbye.