My mind is heavy like the whole cosmos,
A wonder fills my thoughts about mankind.
From dawn to dusk—on Everest’s peak I stand;
My goal: to watch the world go by,
And jot a memorial note about the last days.
In those days—Carimea will rise against Nrai,
Leading to killing and famine across the world.
Covid and Ebola will spread among nations,
Their names too bitter for lips to mention.
A gender will tie the knot with itself in the open,
Saying, “Adam for Adam, Eve for Eve—no God.”
A man will rise and say,
“Better my daughter than my wife,”
And a woman will say,
“I’d rather lie with my son.”
The old will sit awhile in the barn,
Reflecting on their fading years,
Saying they need hot blood
To warm their cold blood.
A person will trade a family for wealth without shame.
The shepherd will fleece the sheep he claims to guide;
Churches will grow like mushrooms in the rainy season,
For bread-winning—not for saving lost souls.
My mind is heavy like the whole cosmos,
And on Everest’s peak, I stand in pain;
Writing this memorial note, not in vain;
Signing it:
“Conscious Wakener”
Baby show me your inner light
The road to your heart
You're so captivating
Very elegant
Let's tie the knot
I'm ready to pay the tithes
Just to stay in your life
I'm so delighted, trust me
We'll never fight, if you're on my side
I'll give you all of me
We'll always walk side by side
Steady on a flight to greater heights
Into different dimensions of love
Intimacy, passion and commitment, forever is the goal.
Message me sometime some night
Tell me all will be alright
That waiting will not be for naught
That someday we will tie the knot
See that cottage over there?
It's ours the day that we're a pair
Quaintly boho, modern style
Anything to make you smile
In hope of gain if man bears pain,
Clouds gain just as to drain as rain,
Crooked, but roads still look ahead,
A gold chain binds no less as chain.
Life is hope and so is mirage,
Marriage is still a kind of rage,
Straight or not, life still goes ahead,
Marriage may bind, yet not a cage.
In absolute confusion caught,
In conflict, two-some tie the knot—
Of marriage O to look ahead,
That a knot knots better than not.
And still, clouds come to drain as rain,
To drench them not as rain, with pain!
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Sonnet |16.08.2023| musings, marriage
Choose A Line II Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Placed 3rd
He was a knight, won many a fight;
Once met a lady on a moonlit night;
For him it was love at first sight.
Expecting her response on the spot,
He readied himself to tie the knot.
She declined his love, thinking a lot.
In the cyclone of love, he was caught;
Day and night, about her he thought;
His responsibilities, almost he forgot.
LOVE WEAVES A MYSTERIOUS MAGIC SPELL;
If failed, it makes one’s life a living hell;
Forces one to bid the world a final farewell.
he, a poor artist
sketched portraits for a living
prophecy of love
Swedish girl appears
mesmerized him with blue eyes
why does heart beat fast?
"draw my face", she says
will he capture my feelings?
trembling paintbrush speaks
"we're destined to meet
you're my foreign fantasy,
will you marry me?"
shy smile answers him
unfazed by this proposal
lovers tie the knot
she has to go back
he promises to join her
can she trust his word?
year and a half gone
true love kept them together
in touch through letters
he saved some money
how long could he stay away?
cycled to Sweden
six thousand miles crossed
from India to his wife
a journey of love...
...passion knows no boundaries...
We couldn't be together in this life
I saw an angel before losing sight
Didn't have the courage to look into her eyes
O my lover, In my next life I will make things right.
Your touch gave me shivers,
We would have been, a really good couple.
But Everytime I saw you, my heart gave me fear.
O my lover, In my next life there will be no trouble.
You stood like a wall,
Protecting me from dark thoughts.
That's why I waited for your calls,
O my lover, in my next life i will tie the knot.
Your beauty couldn't be described,
Those lips carried the real pride.
We couldn't be together In this life,
O my lover, In my next life whoever comes our way I am ready to fight.
Show me how you tie the knot
Wow, great!
Does it fit your head?
It would suit you!
Are your legs tired?
Don't you want to rest them?
Don't you trust yourself to overcome anything?
Don't you trust me?
Al had dated many women from France, Spain, England and such.
you have never dated an Irish lassie though? Asked his brother Dutch.
not yet, he admitted, are they different than the ones I have squired?
Dutch said, ”You would have your hands full, now until you get retired.”
Colleen was an Irish beauty, with ginger hair and a verdant eye stare.
Al tried to look away, but the idea of dating her was more than a dare.
Colleen laughed when he approached, acted like he was a Boston dope.
he was soon spending all his hours washing himself with zesty soap.
he wanted to impress Colleen; she was the best he had ever seen.
she had her brothers look him over, Al to them was not quite keen.
this cinched the deal, and the young couple ran to tie the knot.
with a five-year-old, a four-year-old, a two-year-old; they are still very hot!
Dear I Left Flowers
My dear we were once madly in love, I thought
Then why didn't we both tie the knot
To think of the dreams you tear
The love that you fear
We matched well
Dear
All was swell
My car was in gear
But you walked far than near
You left for that lowlife all for naught
My dear we were once madly in love, I thought
1/18/23
Writing Challenge - Andaree Form - Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Constance La France
2nd
A naughty knight, his maiden sought,
Had high hopes they might tie the knot.
And though they ought, or so he thought,
’Twas all for naught, disaster-fraught,
Forgot how tied her nightie knots.
She, humored not, said Gute Nacht!
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SECOND PLACE WINNER
for the "Naughty Yet Innocent" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Mohan Chutani
Written on 03/01/2022
it began with sweet violins
we drank champagne on ice
summer days spent dancing
in a place called paradise
you held me close at night
we talked about everything
someday we'd tie the knot
and I would wear your ring
until dark clouds found us
and cold rain began to fall
what once was happiness
fled in a black raven's call
our dreams fell from a tree
leaves upon autumn's wind
hearts like empty branches
stripped bare in the bitter
end
if
you listen very carefully
you can hear winter begin
sounds of impending snow
where once played
a violin
They Will Never Understand.....
The fullness of your love that forever is in my hands.
Nor the joy in my heart that lives, though we are miles apart.
People wonder, why didn’t you marry another man?
As if that Hellenic angel, can ever be replaced by another face.
I cannot think of more sadder fate.
Shallow, shallow, they understand me not! I have an eternal mate!
A symphonic joy designed by the fates.
They think I need a ring and white dress and must tie the knot?
I must give up the joy of my life that literally moves this pen?
Never! Not Even tomorrow! What a sorrow!
A fate worse than death and with poison, filled to the brim.
A daily chalice of sorrow to exist in?
I know who I am eternally committed to...
Allow me the space to be me, and please, be you!
My heart made of red roses and the finest lace.
And beats only for his embtace.
In eternity, is our home and everlasting space.
A tapestry of stars, waiting for our eager embrace!
9/15/2021
Wedding rings that tie the knot between Mother Nature and Earth, our home.
I've been out of the dating scene for a while,
I don't know the do’s, don'ts, nor the latest style.
I'm well past my prime; that's me putting it nice,
Tried online dating, took a chance, rolled the dice.
I logged on, I was in total shock, I saw an old flame,
My high school boyfriend, I uttered his name.
I thought when we finished school we'd tie the knot,
but in senior year, a dear John letter is what I got.
He said he was too young to be so serious,
The letter was very short and a bit mysterious.
It didn't stop me from clicking; I almost got whiplash,
I sent him a quick DM and made a mad dash.
Away from my trusted computer screen,
Moments later, I saw a hideous scene.
Staring back were FUZZY purple socks,
Not to mention he wore Bright yellow crocs.
I thought to myself, “no wonder he’s single!”
But what the heck, it's time to mingle.
Contest: Fuzzy Socks And Crocs
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
06/08/2021
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