Vitalizing Poems | Examples


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Smell The Roses

The chain of events following fragmentation of a giant rock:
A piece got wind down with sprouting of vitalizing herbs.
A miniscule life showed up, then giants started to take over 
All at once they departed,unique things began to uncover.
First it was on four limbs,and they were the ones to get selected.
Unprecedented occurrences began as soon as they were erected 
How long they will endure amid the chain of ongoing changes?
Since it's fragile,why don't you stop by and smell the roses?

Premium Member Oasis

"How sweet tasting those past memories were, never to forget every footstep taken holding your hand." quote by poet


A hazy image my eyes imagined,
like pebble thrown into a calm pool , chimed.
Numb, I relive a tingling elapsed time
On a desert oasis I saw you
As butterflies draped in rainbow silk bind
Ripples, moving away to see clear dream.
Graceful breeze's waft, spirals round, melting
Hazy, vitalizing safe endearing
Moment, upon golden waves of sunrise.
A love wandering in a far-off time.

Night Lily

night lily gets drops
 of vitalizing silver
 in moonlight blessings


Premium Member Fresh New Day

today
vitalizing
optimistic planning
super refreshing hopefulness
fresh start

Premium Member Conference To Elicit Joy

A conference for four hundred and twenty-five 
I was the only one extremely open and alive
Met a guy with a badge who claimed name of Fred
After trying to converse, realized he was dull as dead.

Woman named Nama was the next one I was to meet.
Extremely boring, brought her husband flaccid Pete.
They hold this conference to give us joy and jive.
Four hundred peons, I may be the only one still alive.

I wanted to spark a little vitalizing, sparkling happy fun.
No other participant was on board with this, not a single one. 
A conference that was advertised to revitalize us with joy.
It was a bust, you can ask my gadabout Uncle Roy.

He whispered in my ear, let’s blow this place!
We had to drag gram out, she was a disgrace.
She farted and burped, also threw up her lunch.
Making their conference a tad better, maybe a whole bunch.

Premium Member The Vees Have It

Various vagabonds vandalized viable vertebrae.
Vitalizing voodooist’s vociferous vultures verified.
Vagarious vagrants vainly validating vultures’ vocabulary.
Variety of vertebrae venomously vindicating venial vagabonds.


Premium Member Because of You I Am

You’ve allowed me life and delivered me strong.
You highlight my path to where I belong.
You have cleansed my soul with your vitalizing blood.
I’ll never deserve your grace and love.

For all you have given there is nothing more that I need.
For you I will fight, for you I will bleed.
When the demons march from the pits of hell.
I’ll be waiting right here for your order to tell.

By light of day or the dark set of night.
I’ll go for the head so it can no longer bite.
Sure-footed and quick, graceful and strong.
I’ll prove my faith for with you I belong.

My soul I devote and lay at your feet.
I’ll be swift and true with every beat.
I kneel before you, the creator of man.
I’m forever grateful, because of you I am.

V - Verbose

Vivid visuals and verbalization veers to my vibrant vocalization 
This variorum
A voice vernacularly vast and vigil with a voluble velocity
Vitalizing the vows in my views
From venting to vomiting
Verses against the vain become volumes about viral variform’s and our voluntary vices
Both viable and venial
Vigorous with a vengeance towards the virus of the modern vision, turning a visionary into a vacant stare
Victims of virtual vendettas, purposeless variables to create a vortex where the vantaged remain victor
The virtuous and valiant stay violated and undervalued while what's vital is just venom in disguise
No vaccine
No volition among the various
The virulent will not vanish at this vertex so we must validate where vertical really leads
I must be vocal on this voyage, vigilant with this vessel and my verbiage approach
Vindictive towards the vile and yet vivacious with every step towards the verge of vacuity

Awareness

Against attentiveness,all arrived at alarming an agreement, 
But best before,big brothers begun bathing behind bordered basement,
Could cane caution correctly,creating common checks?
Don't disturb determiners destroying developed dretch, 
Even enemies embedded eminence encloses earth, 
For five fowls flying frankly felt first, 
Greatness granted ghosts gurging goals, 
Holy,holy,...harlots hidden homes, 
Intimidation is icing in itchiness, 
Just jelt Jailers jaunting jowls,
Kindly keep kings keenly, 
Letting little liars like long life, 
Men modeled me mainly,
Naming new nations noteably, 
Only options open old oracles, 
Proving professionalism pertained, 
Queens queued quickly quackles, 
Rectifying rules rendered raptly, 
So shall souls see salvation secured,
Than thinking tomorrow tells the truth, 
Unknown ultraroyalists understand universal uglesome, 
Virtually vitalizing viewers vexed, 
When we win wonderfully without wickedness, 
X-country xianity xenagogue,  
Yes,y'all yielders yeans,
Zealously zeroizing zoetic zones...zones!

The Sky

i am infinitely fascinated by the sky
the candyfloss texture of the clouds
the saturated watercolors of the sunset
the shimmering stars and the way the incandescent moon hangs among them 
The ever-changing features, all so vitalizing and exuberant
if it is possible to love an inanimate object
i have fallen completely in love with the sky
for it has captivated and enchanted me
in a way that no living creature ever has
-e.g.

Premium Member The Bangalore I Wish To Live In

The Bangalore that once existed
Had fields of flowers and grass,
But 'Modern era' has now arrived,
And changes invited - Alas!

There were the animals, free and happy,
Just loved by all around.
But now there are things called cages,
Where they all are captured and bound.

The lands and roads were nice and wide,
With pure air - Vitalizing 
The ones we have now, are quite the other,
With pollution slowly rising.

The Bangalore I wish we live in,
Should be just like the past,
And if, by chance, it might come true..
I sure hope it does last.

Written by Sneha RV

Dancing Devil

Born in a desert, on hopeless, arid land
Whirling in a coat made of dirt and sand
A life of continuous rotation, movement
Eventual self destruction, no improvement

Polarity of high and low, a vitalizing condition
Hot air rising, spinning, destroying any inhibition
Bumping, scraping particles become electric
Causing damage on the way; a hectic skeptic

Life in a flash; it begins, and it`s already ending 
But till then, earth with heaven is connected
Picking up pieces and debris of broken dreams
Constructing illusory towers built on wind-beams

Twisted twister, whistling, whining, humming
Thunderous deep rumbling becoming unbecoming
Dance devil, dance, your time is soon ending
Blow yourself out; the end will come as a blessing

Antecedents

How sweet it 
would have been, 
the nectar's of my divine, 
the room of my 
reminiscence
full of solemnized, 

I adore thee, 
chaste in my thoughts, 
never ending, 
never ceasing my 
sanquineus, 

Banquets dining a 
thirsting appetite, 
for wine, 
vitalizing the limits.

My thoughts infatuation 
Of your presence, 
is the room, 
a leap of my restrains
follow by your visage.

And in solid grounds
I still deluge myself, 
it is never too divine, 
never too allure the glance
of our antecedents

©ElenaToledo2009

Antecedents

How sweet it 
would have been, 
the nectar’s of my divine, 
the room of my 
reminiscence
full of solemnized. 

I adore thee, 
chaste in my thoughts, 
never ending, 
never ceasing my 
sanguineus. 

Banquets dining a 
thirsting appetite, 
for wine, 
vitalizing the limits.

My thoughts infatuation 
of your presence, 
is the room, 
a leap of my restrains
follow by your visage.

And in solid grounds
I still deluge myself, 
it is never too divine, 
never too allure the glance
of our antecedents.

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