Short Wishers Poems
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Biden Backed By Buttigieg, Bringing Base
Bernie Betrayed But Blazing
Warren Wallowing With Wavering Well-Wishers
Tulsi Tours To Test
Bloomberg Banks, Basks, Blusters, By Brand
I guess the problem with dreamers is its only a dream
And a wisher just merely will wish
The problem with wishers
Is that they sit there and wish
And never do something about it
Form:
Who are you?
are you my well wishers
Or my enemies
Who are you?
are you those who wants
My happiness
Or my sadness
Who are you?
are you those who wants
My benefits
Or my devestations.
I guard every secret
without building a fortress
around it and not fear theft;
let battering storms attack it,
let ill-wishers envy it:
will their effort to bring it
down affect my deep fondness?
S-eventeenth January morn,
M-arriage ties the couple;
I-t's a beautiful Tuesday,
T-he wishers wait in the
H-all.
&
L-et the two become one,
E-xpecting brighter tomorrow;
I-n spite of all the shadows,
L-ove keeps the bond
A-glow.
The crush of reporters with mikes
the security entourage
Autograph-seekers, well-wishers
hand-shakers, selfie-fishers
On stage 24/7... with luck, for years
Careening 'career' ... jeers and cheers
~ ‘midst the booze veneer
What wicked things wail this way?
Nothing that I know of--
Only this cloaking curtain,
This mooned and muted shadowland...
All fright is found in non-disclosure
Within the oily wonder,
Punctured by scars and stars and
Wounded well-wishers
Wondering upon a sparrow'd wickedness.
life pains
blood drains
suicidal thoughts remain
words provoke
thoughts choke
leaving me barely sane.
morals low
poisons flow
stinging fast but killing slow.
fires burn
never learn
leaving death wished thoughts to churn.
bullets bang
wishers hang
breaking free from torment's chain
Lost in the lexicon of subtlegafe
dumbconfonded at the the break of day
Watching the smiles from the well wishers
a mass of contradiction ensures
A vexation for the night
brief excursions to be stet
stretching time higher than the cornflowers
back bent the best he could do
Finally, everything was made possible
From just 'You and I', to 'Groom and Bride'
By our beloved and precious families
We walked the aisle of the church with blessed smiles.
Friends and well-wishers, who always stayed along,
Who prayed and blessed our journey.
Grateful to everyone for being a part of our wonderful story.
J-anuary twenty-fifth morn
E-rases the dark night;
S-hadows have disappeared,
S-o does the twilight.
I-t's a beautiful Wednesday,
E-arly beacon begins to ascend;
C-old chill fades away,
A-s the long raindrops end.
T-alk to the well-wishers
A-bout your young age;
N-ever forget other things, through a sign language.
L-et's say hello to everyone,
A-nybody we meet anytime;
N-ever will it be difficult,
I-nstead it's easy and sublime.
D-ay twenty-fifth November, say hello to the well-wishers;
E-arly greeters are smiling because each one remembers.
A-llow the day to start,
S-hining with morning glory;
I-t's hard to say good-bye,
S-aying hello is so easy.
Wax and polish shinning;
Offering up a hand
On beggars banquet dinning;
They danced through magic land
And on the isle of magic trances;
With songs heard in the breeze
You can spot the ghostly glances;
Of-wishers on their knees
Failed hearts and pinning;
Those self-inflected brands;
There’s seldom silver lining’s
In the glass that spills the sand
Friends
Trustable, Kind
Caring, Sharing, Staying
Teachers, Well-Wishers…..Mockers, Taunters
Blaming, Cursing, Glaring
Despicable, Jealous
Enemies
Terrazzo, Terrazzo!
Keep me satisfied
She curfewed all
With an artisans
Doing of work
A world shall envy me
That my floors shall
Be works of art
Clean enough for people
To dine
I shall stand before them
And brag that it is mine
Those novice wishers
Who wish to how it was
Done
Shall hear the stories of
This artesians labor and
The price of the contractal
Science we had begun.
Alone in a crowd of wishers
Free to slip away
Fl[pant answers tying me in
To never ending questions
horizons remembered keeping me sane
Sunsets of past indiscretions
How did I ever end up in here
responding to guided impressions
What is it they're seeking?
So earnestly lost
Have they no caution to counting the cost
Is peace so unnerving
They have to move on?
This is not why I'm here
Consider me gone
Killed all my own crew
so i i could take yours
on myself
Elongate my language
My elan is obvious
oblivious to my goal
dont you realise this is my mind
going for a stroll
Take your threats so empty
and toss them in the air
Careless words aplenty
from a man who doesn't care
well wishers drowned within the well
sorry just a wisp
away from worry
but no need to fret
i am just a loser
and thats the surest bet
Words soup
Day flames slow to bring down
Chopin off breath and love
For it
Guess for the guest to taste my best
Many many bowls of other which respectful delicious than me
Some of well wishers reply you miss the salt and pepper
But I have it in a pouch for them into my heart
And.....
Serve my loveable time to the
New flavor to all in poetrysoup well come
With love all
MRI Jagdish Bajantri ETD
Often have I envied the vagabond
The wandering free of liberty
Responsibilities forgotten
Afoot upon the open road
Singing for supper
Dalliance for a bed
Following the wayward
Leading the way
Unbound untied
Stopping to replenish
But always is
The Road
Whilst I do sit and strive
To support and raise
A family of wishers
Who look down roads
As yet do I
Often have I envied the vagabond
As does he
Me
Good morning from India
makes Good evening at America or England
Surely Good evening is Good night
Moment is same but time differs
there's no feeling of wishers
well comes gladly no fight
GOOD MORNING TO ALL POET FRIENDS OF POETRYSOUP
Form:
Sir Jude never gave them a thought:
Not the kind of ideas he bought.
Well-wishers went down on their knees
"Please sir, play the draws - Double Please!"
Soon, the draws great miracle wrought;
On other palms dropped what Jude sought:
Millions that shan't take one to court;
Big cash for life of any sort
And since then Jude body heat fought
At home waiting: his empty pot:
Goes to toilets of The Caught Short
Who tells people "God is my fort!"
I narrate a fable,
Went through in my life;
Had well wishers and friends,
They all had loved;
But came the bad time too,
Lost all I earned in life;
In worst time of my life,
All distanced,
None stayed my side;
Threw me from their life,
As withered rose;
Friendship deserts you,
When no inebriation they find;
I learned a lesson,
Build yourself so strong,
That even pain may
kneel before you;
friends may step up,
And follow you;
© Sadashivan Nair
wishes are for wishers
wishing wishes come true
desires are for lovers
wishing for not what but who
hope fuels imagination
for endless possibilities
dreams filled with fascination
of what this life could be
but prayers pray for something
among all the impossibilities
and being the most powerful than the rest
I suppose that prayer is best
for prayer looks for something
more than probability
prayer gives wishes, hopes, desires and dreams
a real good chance to be
K-in and friends alike
R-emember your birthday;
I-nspiring words of well-wishers
S-end greetings in a joyful way.
T-wenty-third morn January
I-s beginning to break;
A-nother dawn is offering
N-ew opportunities to take.
K-ind chances for better life
A-re waiting there immortally;
R-are chance though for eternal glory
L-ives to knock once only.
Y-earn to keep the faith,
A-s you cross the rough ocean;
N-ever wane nor weaken,
T-o become the fortunate
O-ne.
This is Ogori-Magongo,
a land of many hills
towering high
above houses and
farmlands
scattered about
like cowries cast
on a diviner's tray.
Ogori-Magongo,the land
where gunshots herald
moments of merriment
with well-wishers
dinning till tummies
threaten to burst,
and wining
till senses go to sleep.
Ogori-Magongo,
a stream from where
emerge
many intellectual hippos
whose steps quake the
earth.
N.B. Ogori-Magongo is a
community in Kogi state of
Nigeria.