You're in love-plight and sing for me each night,
As though abandoned by the savage world;
On the kingsize bed, here, we spouses fight,
In whirlpools of nightmares, I'm, often, hurled...!
Insomniac and sleepwalking; I sing,
Mindlessly over roofs with broken tiles;
And hear from a far-off church, my knells ring,
Faded from our faces are those soft smiles...!
In the furnace of the cast we get burned,
Religions stand far and harp on morals;
When, lo, to ashes, our physiques get turned,
Will zeitgeists glorify us with laurels...?
Could clutches of cultures, yet, long hold back?
Yeah, at last, breaking the caves of our graves,
Our nightingales, within, will make crypts crack,
Sweet songs will soar over soundless sea waves...!!!
10 April 2023
SIMPLY POETRY 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John lawless
Rhymes Checked At: Rhyme Zone
Syllables Checked At: How Many Syllables
An amateur archer, Antoine,
Bodaciously bragged beastly brawn.
Crushed counterparts,
Dispatched deadly darts,
Electrified everyone!
Fly fisherman Freddy flung far.
Gadzooks! Great gobbling gar!
He hooked half-heartedly,
Inverted inartfully,
Jettisoned jumbled jig jar!
Kenneth keeps kitchen knives keen
Love’s labors leave lanky, lean
Mills metal mightily
Nibbles Nightly
Overweight outcomes: obscene!
Peter’s pickled picked peppers: premiere!
Quoted quantities: questionable, q*eer
Ration’s Redeeming:
Scofield scale screaming,
Terrifies tongues, torrents tears
Ultimatums unduly unclear
Varnished vengeance veneer
Wipeouts, whiteouts
Xeroxing x-outs
Yielding yoked yeoman years
Zanax-zombified zebras zig-zag zanily, zap zooming zeitgeists
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Alliterative, Abecedarian Limericks!
Ran out for 'Z', so I made an alliterative monoku there. This was hard! The last stanza stretches the imagination a bit :-)
If I suffer from an affliction
If I stutter
If my grammar is gutteral
If the words I utter
Failed English at School
Sorry I am not cool
Pity me or the fool
Who uses education as tool
To dismiss what I write
Because it is not spelt or gramatically correct
As you supersede the common collective
Consciousness up for discussion
My feeble poem tried to address
Your disregarding says it best
Speaks volumes
Look at me
Mother Superior
Administrator of the Interior
Sub Editor for closed book's
That overlooks
And overseas
Conservative committees
In self righteous sicophantic indignation
No correlation can unearth
Or has no worth
For the meek
Who seek
To interject
Blazers and Ties
Ivy institutions for fear of exclusion
Poison classes wood trenches
Desks protect from xenophobic zeitgeists
That conform to questioning
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