Freedom footle
Freedom
Life force
Window
Of pride
Due right
Inborn
Free bird
Uncaged
Lets loose
Fear grip
Secret
Of ease
Cause of
Courage
Seldom
Bestowed
Strive to
Attain
Sane soul
Unruled
Finds way
To faith
Feels free
To be
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October 20, 2022
Fpr A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Contest
Extremely excited and delighted
spotting the broadest smile,
I trashed what was unruled;
my tone is not rude and hostile!
An aura of intense gladness
enlivens mood and expresses
a spirit of reclaimed blissfulness:
euphoria is true cheerfulness!
Misery is the worst friend,
it wouldn't allow brightness
in that bleak sky of pastel red:
shouldn't it show liveliness?
I've traded animosity for pious forgiveness
realizing that anger led to useless conflicts;
hardships and sorrows were painful arrows
poking deep ignoring all pleads and screams!
Don't ink me in words ...
O godly pen, dark inkpot and restless jotter
Battling with his merciless thoughts
He inscribed me on the desert of unruled 40 pages
Drops of ink rattled with hue of black and red stains
The blue ink stood on the deck of his lost vehement
There were no sunflowers face to greet the east
The black roses at Turkey were little lighter in shades than the dark west
The stubborn spirit and madness in love
All her said he gyve
He inked her in word by words
Readers read her from decade after decades
Later years mortal was he
But his gravestone and she remained immortal in the hearts ...
Crimson coats
Truth laces on the sleeves
Layered pinks
Weary wants within
A chink in the sky
Chapels clarify
Words that smelled green
Promises pristine
Doting on the dark dew
Musk settles anew
Unruled pages
Ruled roads
Caveats mistaken
Heart carrying the heaviest load.
The path forsaken
The path forgiven
Some of us aren’t meant to be tamed
Come, this is the way.
There are cities of sonnets to map
Quests of pantoums and villanelles
To harness, and ride
Across the wide
Tangled grassland of gratuity
Unwritten, unruled
Anarchy of expression
Empty lines can entice
And immobilize
The choice of choice
May embolden, or paralyze
But the space you embrace
Is where you hear your voice
In the discipline of daring
The dance of chance
The only choreography
You need heed
Is your pen.
11/27/19
For 'Free Verse vs Structured' contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Shared 2nd Place
Poem of the Day, November 29, 2019
Climb
On reaching atop the mountain of life,
I turned around, glanced to see how far I'd climbed,
A broken, unruled path was mine,
Rocks and thorns and tremors defined.
The decisions I made,
The regrets I had,
Distant down the path I laid,
From where I stood, they didn't look bad.
The view from up here beautiful.
I made the climb to see this sight,
This was heaven for me,
And others who followed me up will see,
How beautiful life truly is,
The climb worth the tale,
To inspire others to spread their sails,
And choose the climb over the regretful walk,
Enjoy the view from the mountain top.
Justified actions com*plicated
things that don't
matter; unruled my voice
out~loud.
Here I speak truth only you and
I know is just another
way to let loose of the
anger,rageiously inside
us. YES
We will CRISS~Cross paths to
lead an example; But
The Key will unlock your soul
and re*lease it's grim*ripper
who
roars through you that
embedded night in
blood~shed:
Ex+ Scapes my mind.
For I am not the devil's
advocate of A bottomless pitted
hole=
Burning trees that ash these
words, time n' time again...
Like A broken recorded tape-
player *YOU* Still don't;
hear! What is it going to
take??? What is it that YOU
doN"t get???
I do not care.... For I am an
angel of **LUCIFER**, He comes
{...heavens fire...}
I claim to have been reborn;
Re*vises. Revolutioned to
power it's stabbing sword
defeated of EXCALIBUR.... All
for one; and All AlMighty
CLAN... KKK..FEAR GOD
OR,"KARMA" For you are
NAKED!!! Cause I can hardly
notice you...As I FEAR MY GoD.
Written by Carma
On 06-20-12
Entered in contest what's your fear
Sponsored by; Tanya Harrington
He walks past within the crowd
He does not see his presences
A man of substances
Honour in his walk
A gentleness inside his voice
A smile that captures eyes
An enchantment in his being
The radiance that fires with his aura
Warms the coldest of night
His soul is spellbound
He inspires he ignites life
Passion that is unruled
Strength that has been tested
Love that is sent from the deepest of the heart
Kiss that was granted by the waves of time
You take me in your arms
OH I adore
I turn to you for more
A wild streak in this woman
Butter would not melt is the saying
Just to tempt you
A simple tease for your midnight feast
Seize me
Please me
Lay beneath me
Fondle with no control
Ravish my soul
In burn my unruled flesh upon your chest
Be tempted under no conspiracy
Just corrupt me.....
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