by Robert James Liguori |
Categories:
angst,
We gather in groups
many to be sequestered as
strayed sheep
Haunted and shunned
by the societies we love
Who can we turn to
to ease the burning pain
of neglect and asylum
Who is our border collie
the light to wrestle us in
against the turmoil of everyday life
But still we stay strong
as it is human nature to endure
and lift ourselves above the suffering
So even though we strayed
we still love and have matured
to rise above the darkness that prevails
by Kishan Negi |
Categories:
emotions, inspirational, tree,
A banyan tree in my courtyard
That I had planted ten years ago
Looks beautiful with its large limbs
As if a beauty queen of monsoon
Were entering her adolescence
It smiles when gusts of cool wind
Touch it with adorable feelings
Droplets of rain seems curious
To entice it with intoxicating gestures
When banyan tree stretches
For soft touch of rain drops
I may feel its emotions
When my love touched me first time
In the college rose garden
And it was raining then
And today banyan tree of my courtyard
Seems matured enough
To repeat history of adolescence love
This amazing monsoon.
by Khomotso Charmaine Maribana |
Categories:
i am,
Happiness occurred at the times of sadness, yet love wasn't matured to mature the joy in my life. It felt like a flower that wasn't watered when water was a nature of garden.
I cried hoping to be felt like a dry leaf,
But I was left wilt and dry.
It broke me when all had their own backs
While I was just a silent morning bird that dew frost.
Love became a miserable word with no ending, I felt it in darkness when the only light I saw was of a sparkling star that shines when the moonlight.
It felt great, yet the greatness of joy was of a tear in my eye.
I'm a dry leaf.
by Lei Strauss |
Categories:
lonely, longing, love,
Had list of exes from my past,
But you were the best that I had!
I just wish I’ll see you again!
Say that I want you and be back again.
Miss how you stare your eyes on me.
Was that a Korean or Japanese look?
Whatever it is… I don’t care!
Your kiss is what I desire for keeps,
You made things a wonderful magic.
If I could just undo my mistakes,
Wish I gave the love that you loved.
Now I could say that I’m now matured.
Let’s get back together, baby.
by Sallam Yassin |
Categories:
love, tribute, woman,
Woman is a song
Only men in rare few can recite
Woman is grace
In rose
Only in embrace holy land
Could rise
Woman is a golden bird of heaven
Who breathe
In wings hug
Warm of free breath
Flutters with heart's beat
Sweet matured in within peace
In nap of bosom love
Praised raised ere in ease
Kiss blossom in dips - honey
In dearly her adore sweet
Buds in dew's - passion
Her bliss in life
by Anindya Mohan Tagore |
Categories:
care, funny, love, poetry,
I love women at forty
Because they too become snorty
Now whom to complain dear...
Equality expels all my fear
Forty makes you more matured
Love bond makes us endured
Now finding poetry in you...
Living poetry gives me cue
25.01.16
by Enock Sang |
Categories:
art, beauty, care, deep, flower, happiness, hope,
Life is a flower, given to you
Take care of it for it lays in your hands
Don't ignore her needs for survival
Water her day by day, let her grow deeper into the soil
Weed some of the unwanted plants
That may choke her, and then dies as she struggles for life
Prone some of the branches
Remove the dry leafs with care and kindness
Let her know nature since nature is her mother
Never let her grow alone, for she needs the company of others
As she begins to blossom, you'll know that she has matured with your love
Life is a flower, don't break her since you can't make another
Life is a precious flower, give her the care she needs.
by Sandra Haight |
Categories:
grandmother, love, winter,
A grandmother- she is a mother blessed
with life that comes from her times two.
Her precious children pass on her genes
to new life via theirs with chosen mates.
Again, she can cradle newborns with love,
assist to nourish and shape their growth;
resurge the joys of motherhood, matured.
Being close or far away, her faithful love,
patience and generosity are special gifts
for dear grandkids- each one, a blessing.
April 16, 2018
Contest: Winter Love
Sponsor: JCB Brul
by Sandra Haight |
Categories:
inspirational, love, summer,
In June, we start our fling with summer love.
With richer shades matured from reborn green,
the denser, crowded leaves fill trees above,
that sway with rhythm, peaceful and serene.
Deep green abides in velvety, lush grass
that spreads a carpet on the ground with ease,
as tangled vines now cling and drape, amass,
and willow branches dance in summer's breeze.
June brings warm harmony to mind and heart,
with beautiful, soft-blended fertile hues
that paint the scenery with summer art
'neath calm and rolling skies of tranquil blues.
On the last day, June bows to pass her reign-
July and August, summer love, sustain.
by Valsa George |
Categories:
fantasy, love, passion,
as a soft breeze,
a hushed whisper,
a cool mist,
you came quietly
and slipped
into my thoughts.
I skim through the sunlit
alley of a dream world
and I whirl in an uneasy sensuality.
now
the embryo of love
in me
has matured into a full grown fetus
kicking at the crust of my womb
giving
the tremor
of a
forbidden
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June.22.2022
~Placed First~
Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
by Bias Fields |
Categories:
passion, giggle,
young fresh matured
wet flesh natured
caress grasp tumble
share giggle fumble
tare bright night
finish love diminished
cold walk back
lost tossed crossed
by Timothy Brumley |
Categories:
hope, inspirational, love, philosophylove,
Love is a song, sang by your soul
Through your heart
Once you start
To feel like a part
Of someone that makes you whole.
Love is a flame, that seldom dies
But is only obscured
By pain uncured
And can be matured
With a good long heart rending cry.
True love is rare, like a pink pearl
It never stops shining
Or singing
It keeps on burning
Lying dormant in every boy and girl.
Pain steals your love, hiding it quick
Away in the mist
But it exists
And may persist
Because real true love never quits!
Timothy I. Brumley
by Flossie Gierke |
Categories:
appreciation, devotion, longing, love, pain, religious, trust,
Crying out to God
Enables us to hear,
His response.
While on life's journey, we should always be
GROWING
CHANGING and
EXCELLING
In new and very different ways.
And then when we have fully matured,
Only then are we truly ready,
To emerge with a new sense of direction,
With a deeper understanding.
Of our struggles along the way.
Because at this critical point
We began to see life,
through the Father's eyes
We get it, our struggles were not in vain.
And our pain does matter.
by Kishan Negi |
Categories:
friendship, lost love, relationship,
Long ago
when we separated
from each other
never to meet again
before we could fulfil
all vows and promises
that we made to keep
you know then we both
were unripe to realize
the depth of love and relationship
but today when
I reminisce those lost moments
our love is matured enough
to imbibe the essence of relationship
we may restart
our old journey
and rewrite a new chapter
to rejuvenate our relationship
with perseverance and devotion
sweetheart our love
waits for us
to siphon the realization
of true love
but this time never to separate
with great reverence for our
eternal relationship
(By Kishan Negi)
by Cindi Rockwell |
Categories:
anxiety, depression, heartbreak, heartbroken,
When once I sat and pondered the definition of heartbreak
I realized mine changed almost as quickly as I matured.
My toddler heart broke when Rover stole my ice cream.
My Kindergarten heart broke when Susie was cast as Cinderella.
In middle school it was whenever someone called me fat.
Home alone on prom night, chest a bonfire of pain;
That perfect job I didn’t get and heart broken again.
The thing is, the fuller the heart with love, hope
The greater the pain when broken, like two storm-fronts clashing.
So news my daughter had cancer broke heart, soul, spirit.
January 16, 2019
by Chigbo Solomon Peter |
Categories:
crush, farewell, goodbye, happiness, humor, lost love,
Throwing tantrums
Is now your anthems
Finding faults
Now happens by default
We used to be better than this
With you am no longer at ease
To be or not to be
Inspite of you I have to be me
Am tired of your constant threat of leaving
So I have made a conscious choice of living
I am me independent of you
So let's get along without much ado
Stop throwing tantrums
It's no axioms
If this union is not gonna work
Then I have got to walk
Goodbye my baby lover
Am too matured to be your lover
Goodbye my baby lover
At the end we know who was the loser
by Angela Brown |
Categories:
black african american, i love you,
You hurt me with the things you say
The words you say with honesty
Like when you told me
I was immature for you
When I was afraid to admit
I loved you
But I did not know how
to express my love for you
I matured from within my heart
As you mended the pain of hurt
The pain of guilt
The pain of fear
Eighteen years have passed
We reaped and sowed with regret
I cherish the love we had
You showed me how to feel
And I know the difference
Of what love truly means
It is more than the words
we choose to say
For real true love comes from within
by Effie Blake |
Categories:
hope, life, love,
second best turned out
to be my first. i'm as
happy as mint tea.
by Nicholas Henderson |
Categories:
destiny, love, , fate,
You and I, we were unalike, embedded into the earth,
so far from each other.
My roots grew independently and strong, as yours,
grew to be smothered.
As time went on our stocks matured and grew,
to extend such a great distance.
Our roads trekked in contrasting directions,
that channeled us to coexistence.
Fate cannot be discouraged nor fought by mortals,
a lesson learned not forgot.
As different as an Apricot is to a Plum,
together we can make a Pluot.
by Kenneth Melvin |
Categories:
i love you,
It all begun I should have been overstrung however the puppy love begun
Wasn’t matured completely to acquire any alcoholic refreshments from any liquor store yet the love I grown for her was drunk
Can I overcome what we could had become
Months of squeezing you like a sponge, love was easily squeezed out like a sponge
The expense you pay when your in love I need a refund
That thing termed love for me is out of sight I’m done.
(The End)
- Loverboi
by Tony Bush |
Categories:
history, life, love, time,
With vision diffuse and fragile frame,
These, the twilight years commence,
Yet arms to hold each other close
Seem no less fierce, less intense.
What smacked of callow rapidity,
The rush of youth and virgin bud,
Is mellowed, matured throughout the span
Of decades steeping in the blood.
The two of us in sunset swathe,
As now, these twilight years enfold,
Together we endure and sense
The perfect love in growing old.
by Laurie Cyars |
Categories:
love, me, love, me,
im so glad i have you in my life. my bitter is now sweet. my cold is warm and my dark has become light. your love takes me places i feel ive never been before, i know right from wrong. i have matured. im looking at life in a more posive way, because the love you give to me helps me through my days. its amazing how someones love can make you want to be a better person. im changing for the better now and i owe it all to you. no matter what obsticle comes my way, you taught me how to fight through.
by Sandra Haight |
Categories:
farewell, summer,
Slowly it comes- but then so fast it's gone;
sunshine-filled days, balmy nights-
matured from days of spring.
Too quickly those long days go drifting by;
so bask in that warm sunshine-
embrace the summer love.
September 4, 2021
Contest: Kimo Form - Old or New
Sponsor: Constance La France
by Saranya Sridharan |
Categories:
change,
Sometime it is good to smile for you,than
to laugh hard for others
Sometime it is good to be silent,than
to talk all the time
Sometime it is good to argue,than
to keep things to yourself
Sometime it is good to be yourself,than
hiding our identity
Sometime it is good to be angry,than
to smile and say ‘Its ok’
Sometime it is good to be childlike,than
to behave matured
Sometime it is good to enjoy your hobby,than
your work
Sometime it is good to be ‘imperfect’ ,than
pretending perfection
Sometime it is good to be happy ,than
to make happy
Sometime it is good to love your life , than
to just live it
by Frank F. Atanacio |
Categories:
inspirationallove,
Prosperous entity,
lively observer,
holy identity,
fierce loyalty,
wonderful, holiness,
served by man,
as we strive
to reach his holy land,
matured the human race,
restored the lost faith,
warms the soul,
feel his hold,
as he soothes our hearts,
no darkness could rip us apart,
and what we love most,
is the love given to us unconditionally,
by this Holy Ghost