Unaligned Poems | Examples

Your Angry Heart

Please let it go , your angry heart.
The blame was mine, I played a part
I truely believed, at the  start.
But life got in the way
Unaligned on our starstruck chart
My love could not hold sway

We always seek to understand
Not knowing what cruel fate has planned
And sometimes dreams just crash and land
As I was soon to find
Our love was like the sleight of hand
A trick that made me blind

Forgive me please for causing pain
I never meant our love to wane
I pray you find such joy again 
And suffer Cupids dart
A love so strong it will sustain
And heal your angry heart

Unanswered questions

unanswered questions left my heart in fear, tears that shattered, left me torn apart.
a child lost and alone, longed for a place where roots could be sown. 

as years slipped past, the questions only lingered
the echoes of my past still haunt my mind, leaving me in doubt, and so unaligned

who am I without a place to call my own, my cries echo through the empty chambers of my soul, as I  wander, seeking to make myself whole

unanswered questions, whispers in the night, a search for answers, to find my own light

A Path Fraught With Fear

A path fraught with fear
    craven cowardice
  trembling, dissembling unsettling

  Hovering high above the highest hill
    beyond Imagination's borders
  Out of reach, out of touch, unaligned

   Hope's lost highway hesitant
     arriving ahead of time
   illusions intricate, impotent
     'Home' - why do we delay

Bag of Spiders Dare

the sick dare you defined
from the web of a sick mind
was so blindly, blatantly unkind.
the horde of spiders, squirming confined
with hairy legs heaving, churning, interwined
with dotted eyes blind and unaligned
all creepy, scary, touchy feelings, all combined
though so inclined, 
to lance your purulent pussy mind 
I declined.

Harmony

The wheel of time makes 
the head drag the mind
on the winding pathway 
of the confused existence
amidst the rising dust 
of the senile summer of discontent,
but the heart still breathes 
the young spring air,
like a flower blooming 
in the flushing meadow,
swaying in the sunburst colors of joy.

The threads of mind and heart, 
seemingly untwinned render 
the entities of dualism discernable
in the intricate lattice of 
the shrouding shade and the luring light,
weaving the tapestry of life 
into seamless paired wholeness,
caught in the conflict of 
twin attributes seemingly unaligned,
but harmonious in dichotomy
like the sparkle of joy afloat 
on the rolling drops of tear.

Let the fulfilled life see 
the setting sun sink serene 
through the chromatic lens
of the crystalline mind,
the ecstatic heart aligned 
will absorb the last spectrum of harmony,
the gleaming bliss will then suffuse 
the sanctum of soul in the twilight hour.

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Written March 14, 2021
September 7, 2021
Constance La France's Contest : "H"Contest New Or Old Poems

Warfare's Veto

subtitled:  Lyrics by Lamoureux


He writes upon his poet's harp complex chords of life, 
motivational music to halt us
from following malicious men -
fractured minds of mankind.
He writes peaceful melodies to soothe restless thoughts;
He write knowing only a few will sing.

The lyrics of the hopeful striving for upswing
find like voices in those who untie knots
from threads miserably entwined.
His voice punctuates with his pen,
joining writers prepared to oppose injustice
while harping on the foibles of strife.

Richard plays warfare’s veto on drum and fife,
combatting behavior that’s treasonous.
Bias seen time and time again,
protest throngs unaligned.
He notes unfair sanctions on free speech and boycotts;
He composes words to caution our offspring.


January 30, 2021

edited slightly for dramatic monologue
contest: My Significant 2021 Poem
sponsor:  Beata Agustin

contest:  Political Verse
sponsor:  Richard Lamoureux

originally written for
contest:  My Invented Form - I Write Upon
sponsor:  Constance LaFrance

Yin Yang Boomerang

Primordial ooze, bathtub booze, and unaligned chi
I've got nothing to lose, I see through the ruse, because I am free
I see the faintest glimmer begin to grow dimmer but I've got nowhere to be
While doubt slowly simmers hope also shimmers because it's not just me
While people walk by and they don't care why a man lays on the ground
While he lets out a cry like he's about to die they just amble around
Finally a kind soul lifts him out of the hole  and the man makes no sound
His wounds took their toll, he was staring at Sheol but now he is unbound

Surreptitious and serendipitous 
Adventitious and so precipitous
Are what make up this existence

Inauspicious and centicipitous
Supposititious and insignificance
Are what lie on the path of least resistance

My Tickler Erupted

Good thing I was seated coz she blowed my mind
Prepared to wait out the dark days till the sun again shined
My tickler erupted
Twas a bit rusted
The joy was so intense my eyeballs became unaligned

Nature Unaligned

Who says a tree is bent, not straight, kinked?
For there are no straight lines in nature.
A line is a human abstraction, a connection between points.
Look around, all of nature is curves, coils, gnarls and bumps.
It's true that some spikes and spines are almost straight,
and beams of light are true, 
but light has waves within
and the profiles of spines are wavy too.
All the lines you see in the view about you
are human-made structures, 
with dead straight lines.
Most walls, roofs, bridges, buildings 
are made plumb level and aligned upright, 
by wayward designers, hell-bent on lines.

Becoming Queen

https://soundcloud.com/user-921599710/becoming-queen

Eminent city of Persia, long live the King
A youthful Jewess, of parents passed
Resettled in her cousin’s home, under Mordecai’s care, as his own
To womanhood, the becoming of
The palace of Persia shall hold a feast, proud men shall gather
Prominent presence, echoes of entertainment
A heedless king of too much wine, a request for his Queen to dine
Such instruction declined
Continued unaligned, to behold of her beauty
Of customs contrary, of directions unwise
To dwell in the kingdom, yet to be replaced
In such haste, a queen no more
A closing door, seek out the best
Search through the kingdom
Esther before the King – be seen
To become Queen
Place a royal crown, inner restoration found
Mordecai as watchman, seated at the gate
Heard whispers of a plot against the King
Queen so informed, in Mordecai’s name
The guilty found, punished accordingly
Long life of the King
Mordecai unacknowledged
Notwithstanding kindness to him

Written by Geraldine Taylor ©

Carpentry

Carpentry
It’s the first nail 
That hurts,  the sharpness
That pierces right through the  framed  constructs
Of our wooden fears
 With
 unrelenting precision 
As if we could unhurry our blood or 
Hammer a dismantled dream 
Into a different shape  
 Unfurled  blueprints  mark  the unfinished house 
Where a  doorjamb is still  annoyingly unaligned
Or a window frame not plumb
We call upon  the   carpenter , 
 The one who can hold nails
In his teeth, 
The one who knows 
Crossbeams shudder
In the gold dust of  what they must  bear.

Something To Hide

As he steps outside
To go about his day
There's an artificial smile
That she currently displays

The risque array of fabrications
Indicate love fades away
Portraying someone that you're not
Can't turn back as deceit's underway
Leading her quickly astray
With the foul-play that's conveyed

How can she begin
To look him in the eyes
And try to rely on the lies she's supplied
Not abiding by rules
No matter how hard she tried

There's no upside to this
So promptly decide
That these classified actions
Can't be brushed aside
Misguiding all judgments
Now set to collide

Into altercations
Due to pent-up frustrations 
The ramifications
Of all her temptations
Is internalization combined
With desolation and desynchronization  
Leaving all that you know unaligned

All I Remember

Your world collapses    A name shies of comeback
breaks the water for bare bones     unaligned   you
hunker down for the happenings   didnot fit

in the shoes of black magic    it was a damned
reversal   of the pygmies to become tall   the old city
dies on the hill    young steps start a never ending

descent of the wheels   can you stop this vintage flow
in night    king was sitting without a glass
rolling stones were laughing   after the conversation

and the sons of soil smashed the barriers
after the illumination    cacti become prominently displayed
in the jungle of weeds   wearing nightgowns of thorns

two headed snakes lapping up the milk   from the teats
of a moon    the cow jumps on the hemlocks amidst
the cries   of children of tomorrow 



Satish Verma

Internet Stranger

Emotions exposed with a precise incision
Check every dawn like a new-born religion
Have you messaged me yet, how long will I wait?
Eager, expectant for our internet date.
No room here for ego's I've played enough games
My love for our secrets will never be tamed
Ellicit, forbidden, escaping for hours.
But you'll never be mine, i'll never be yours
Our hearts they are taken, our meeting to late
but still cant deny, you cant defeat fate
stars unaligned, this isnt our time
but still I can dream and will wait a lifetime....


31 May 2011

Upon This Starry Night

I close my eyes to feel her rhythmic hum,
an ancient hymn that thrives within us all,
with arching curve and wise maternal sprawl,
to her fertile wood, with joy, I succumb.

As air envelopes body, mind and soul,
the breath of life flows in and fills the wells-
the deep, the dark, and sorrow it dispels
attuning unaligned with self control.

In flames untamed, unbridled passion burns
to stimulate creative drive to be,
a swirling fevered dance of breaking free,
its searing heat refines and there I learn.

The waves that undulate with tidal tow
wash over braised and battered mortal limbs
and float the fanciful and subtle whims
to soothe abrasive pain that life bestows.

Come wind and wave from earth, with flame take flight, 
combine in me upon this starry night.


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