Cats-dogs fight - is a common sight,
Each thinks: fighting is their birthright;
As though each exhibits their might,
Or trust in the code: might is right;
Fight is canine story...
Dogs don't harm cats, in real fact,
They throw a sound that seems half-cracked;
Cats maintain their harsh hiss, intact,
In fact, both seem to seal a pact;
Canines have their glory...
Predator dogs feel merriment,
Fleshy cats, to experiment;
Dogs stare, for cats, is worriment,
In them, is hidden, dark cerement;
Doesn't it seem gory...?
Who is great, truly, who is small?
In the house, where they, often, loll;
This query when grows very tall,
The killer instinct, in them, crawl;
This story is hoary...
When it is not tittle-tattle,
When it comes to real battle;
When both, in annoyance, rattle;
Both turn stronger than tough cattle;
Story turns vainglory...
23 March 2022
Categories:
worriment, animal, nature,
Form: Tail-rhyme
Oh Peridot, you are a glorious gemstone, one of a kind.
Born of fire from the molten rocks of mother Earth's womb,
conceived by the romantic explosion caused by Sun.
You are the love child of Sun and Earth that made you bloom.
Your unique complexion varies in shades from green to yellow
symbolizing Earth's fertility and Sun's verve in abundance.
You are the crystal of warmth, well-being and you carry
the power of mental and physical healing, the inner radiance.
You are not only the national gem of Egypt but also been valued
by ancient royalties for driving away all the dreary dark forces.
As amulets with your enigmatic charm you have quelled sorcery,
black magic, evil spirits, calamities, nightmares and madness.
You are the ultimate talisman one can quest, for enrichment
in all aspects of life. You're the mascot for lost souls in worriment.
Date : 10/24/2016
Note : For the contest (A gem for your verse) by Carolyn Devonshire.
*Placed Fourth*
Categories:
worriment, appreciation,
Form: Rhyme
Galactic shooting stars flying in my garden,
creating quaint patterns of light art in the air.
Aglow with shimmers of zeal, glimmers of passion;
luring their lovely mates with flickering flare.
Some in enticing clusters like galaxies of stars,
swirling and twirling around me in merriment.
Uplifting my spirit after a long day's spar,
these tiny fireflies relieves my all worriment.
09/17/2016
Note : Entered in two different contests.
(1) Word Play Galactic - *Placed Fourth*
(2) Old or New poem 10 line max - *Placed Tenth*
Categories:
worriment, beauty, creation, insect,
Form: Quatrain
Money name fame
take it all
and buy me peace
save me from my fall
I ran on easy street
like a deranged man
but when i looked back
chilling winter wind palpitated my heart
Some are born with silver spoon
i arrived with a wounded fate
and i ride success hill by a crazy train
but this eclat will fade to black
Sometimes i fall in love
but everytime i endure pain
yet i want to burn in this sweet flame
like a sapless man in the rain.
People love me, people hate me
i do not care much
once fell from you
oh' tree , fruit is not yours.
Where do i go now
i have house but not a home
my dream castle is falling
and affinities are burning to coal
Now i am sitting here
with corrupt heart and rusted mind
dark lord is devouring my soul
i do not wish to live anymore.
This worriment is not only mine
masses are suffering
dwelling in the land of commotion
waiting for cessation, asking the solution.
The answer is
Life is beautiful, ocean is more blue
trees are greener and beauties are true
love is so real, so is harmony and peace
you can feel it if heart is open and vision is not blur.
Categories:
worriment, emotions, feelings, grief, imagery,
Form: Verse
My writing has become bamboozle.
I keep getting braze.
Not able to put my words in the box.
My thoughts seem to only absorb him.
Hoping and praying, he is okay.
Feeling rotten, thinking of him.
Eating our poison!
Suffering so much!
I feel the sin, thinking of him.
But!
My heart desires him!
I try to hear his voice and hold him in dreams.
My only worriment , not letting him know, my feelings.
For all he will do, is use and abuse, my heart and soul.
But!
I truly miss him.
Worry so much.
Praying he is well.
But!
Sometimes I wish, I can rewind time.
Loving him, was a great feeling.
I use to think, that he was the best.
I felt special, every moment.
But!
Now, my heart continues to stay in the dark
Cursing
him
out!
Categories:
worriment, confusion, lost love, heart,
Form: Free verse
Facing the unknown.
Only to feel alone.
Future incognito.
Gambled tomorrow.
Things planned.
Permanent trip in hand.
Constant Worriment.
Lost merriment.
Past presents...
Recent judgments.
Uncountable days…
Endless dismays.
Agitation of mind.
Sign of the times.
An unintentional write.
Of an internal fight.
Categories:
worriment, on writing and words
Form: Light Verse