Crippled Dreams

I was rear, and by the window She was front, and by the aisle I saw her reflection Her face was moonlit overflowing with strings of black curtains cascading deep and drooping down, Twins of twinkling stars revealed between thin strips of dark disappearing clouds as moist as ever and ready to pour into downpours, sprinkled with occasional flashes of lightning,

For He Was A Jolly Good Fellow

THEY CHEERED him from the wharf—it was a glorious day: His hand went to his scarf—his thoughts were far away. Oh, he was “Jolly Good”, they sang it long and loud— The money lender stood unknown amongst the crowd. He’d taken him aside, while trembling fit to fall, No friendly eye espied the last farewell of all! He held a peevish kid—another at his knee; The wife whom he could bid farewell—eternally Stood nagging at his side in tones that none could hear,

Humans Need A Hereafter.

Life would be worthless and short If this is the only dear life we have

** 2009 Global Economic Melt Down

Who's afraid of economic melt down? In this year's peak global crisis the 3rd world prime commodities the1st and 2nd world countries lifestyles' costs are as neck price high. World traders are just closed Redundant employees force to resign Supply and demand, inflation rates abnormally trembling Genius bankers are in state of great depression

Not Just A Mom

My mom isn't just a mom at all She's also something else My mom isn't so quiet or shy But she's proud and doesn't care what others say about her My mom is like a friend who I will never forget My mom is always there Whether I'm sad, happy, lonely, or angry She's always there, ready to listen My mom always give me advices to overcome any problems

Bri's August 2023 Poems-I've-Enjoyed-Recently-On-Poemhunter Showcase

Introductory Poem (by bri edwards) : I'll not complain (much) about the heat we are feeling.... down South, nor about the HIGH humidity which keeps sweat flowing.... into my mouth... from my forehead, eye-zones, cheeks, nose and lips. Oh, .... no, I'll not complain. I'm in the SE of these great 48 contiguous states, not the SW..... where humidity's lower, but 'temps' are 'insane'! !

Chair

I am a three legged chair placed in a corner, unwanted, handicapped and unnoticed in an auditorium... I hail from an ancient teak family, well-known for our strength and quality. Carpenter skilled had me carved into a throne fit for a king.

Orphanage

Across the river Along my way Between home and school There was an orphanage Children used to frolic There in sheer abandon Oblivious Of their parentless misfortune

Oath Of A Child

Herewith, I solemnly state and declare! I will regard my father and mother! I will respect and honor the elders! I will do my best to help all others! ! I promise that I will speak the Truth! I will make peaceful environment to sooth! I will not hurt others with bad words! Never harm anyone by guns or swords! !

They Think They Are God

Sure To Be Unsure!

Unsure of where to keep the next step When both the feet are in swampy pit. But sure enough to know..... Any step moved forward will take her further deep down only From where chances of survival seemingly very less. Once her heart was strong enough to deal with any blows. But today her hands and heart had been tied down with helplessness But with a sense of farsightedness!

Who Is Abled?

In this turbulent world Where impurity is found even in 'Gold', Everyone has some sort of deformity Lurking within them - a latent disability! But no one cares for the disabled Other than shower pity on the handicapped Advising to resign to their fate And satisfy with what comes their way- love or hate....

With Shining Feat

With shining feat Tuesday,8th October 2018 The life is the cage but you have to manage life is full of suffering but also stays with full offerings if you think of the world there are miseries untold

Truth

Inside me I feel alone, The world still in motion. People walking, but I’m the only one who has stopped. I see me and I feel discussed. I’m not what people want, I’m as if handicapped, helpless. I cry yet no one seems to care, I try to fit in the worlds puzzle, but I seem too different to fit. I look deep inside myself and there is pain, New and old still there growing,

Masterminds Need Not Apply Episode Ix

Forrest V. Frankenstein Jr. did more than a Monster Mash, He was drunk when he attempted to stab deputies using more than slash, When Forrest was subdued and taken into a squad car, Forrest bashed his forehead against the car door which eventually made a scar, Forrest has a momento of this occasion-a Frankenstein monster gash. Elizabeth Athenia Progris gave birth to a bag of Xanax, This 'dancer-housewife', by the day she cared for her home, by night she did undulating dance moves that would simulate sex acts,

*beyond Dimension

The level of my awareness drags open the subconscious out, the sleepy dragon of instincts with fire and sharp claws, I feel them foreign, an un intimate, unfriendly animated animal, so I go surreal, the real is beyond the imagination, I see five legs of an elephant, dancing trees, love sucks like a tick honesty keeps changing like a freak, the snakes have legs stones creep and crawl, fishes live on land, oceans are full of sand, man with one leg and two tails, the glass of castle, reason, non transparent,

The Spider Mall

"As a spider projects forth and draws back (its threads) , as plants grow on earth, as hairs grow on the body, so does the universe emerge from the Imperishable Being."(Mundaka Upanishad 1.1.7) The monstrous mall like a spider stood spanning its eight legs to different sides. I sat in the concourse, its nuclear head, at the foot of a gigantic fount, that gushed forth not knowing rest. Lonely in the maddening crowd

The Star Of Australasia

We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; Better a shred of a deep-dyed rag from the storms of the olden time. From grander clouds in our `peaceful skies' than ever were there before I tell you the Star of the South shall rise -- in the lurid clouds of war. It ever must be while blood is warm and the sons of men increase; For ever the nations rose in storm, to rot in a deadly peace. There comes a point that we will not yield, no matter if right or wrong,

On With The Game

On a baseball team after 45 years — not even baseball, really, its handicapped cousin, slow-pitch softball, effortlessness does not come easy. On the field, my body still leans with each pitch,

A Matter Of Knack

Jock M'Pherson was a person who was boastful in conversin', But respectable and ponderous and dignified withal! Con M'Carty was a party who was something of a smarty, And beside the big M'Pherson looked particularly small; But Cornelius M'Carty, he was artful, after all! When Cornelius M'Carty thought M'Pherson was his dart, he Made a wager he could carry him a mile along the track; Which, considering M'Pherson was a very weighty person, Was a risky undertaking for M'Carty's little back.