Styles of Poetry
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[size=3]TRUTH (Acrostic-tanka)
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PEACE THROUGH POETRY (Sestina)
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From a distant future lay the remnants
Of a once proud and mighty civilization
Safe haven of warmongers and merchants
Of death—trying to elude their fair share
To a place where peace is a breath of fresh air
And nanotechnology runs the new frontier
Molecular states of matter altered on this frontier
Quantum mechanical effects hardly visible in the air
Atoms in this quantum-realm scale will have its share
Whose common trait is size—in this new civilization
A far cry from old and what’s left are remnants
By-products of war and unscrupulous merchants
Weapons of mass destruction sold by greedy merchants
Wiped out from the galaxy - Earth and its civilization
Combined with the deadly virus we breathed from the air
Worldwide devastation left nothing but deadly remnants
Scattered in the minds of survivors of the old frontier
Tales of horror and sufferings, no one dared to share
If I live to see that fateful day, I would gladly share
Stories of the gallant stand against the greedy merchants
By poetic geniuses who thrived in Deep Underground frontier
Peace through poetry with Strider could have saved civilization
If only we were given some precious time on the Air
By once media moguls whose lair now laid in remnants
Doomsday scenarios hopefully are but just remnants
Of haunting hellish nightmares that I forgot to share
With the rest of the world trying to seek new frontier
Unsure of what the future holds in this dying civilization
Where corruption is common to nanodick merchants
Whose flair for war is unlikely, flaunting in the air
Thick, black fog in the cities now saturates the air
Clearly seen forerunner to the future lost civilization
Technological advancements behind closed frontier
Instead of war, let’s put them to good use and share
Wealth accumulation and greed by bloody merchants
Would be a thing of the past and shadowy remnants
United we stand on this new frontier
With sigh of relief and a breath of fresh air
Love, peace and harmony—we all shall share…
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From a distant future lay the remnants
Of a once proud and mighty civilization
Safe haven of warmongers and merchants
Of death—trying to elude their fair share
To a place where peace is a breath of fresh air
And nanotechnology runs the new frontier
Molecular states of matter altered on this frontier
Quantum mechanical effects hardly visible in the air
Atoms in this quantum-realm scale will have its share
Whose common trait is size—in this new civilization
A far cry from old and what’s left are remnants
By-products of war and unscrupulous merchants
Weapons of mass destruction sold by greedy merchants
Wiped out from the galaxy - Earth and its civilization
Combined with the deadly virus we breathed from the air
Worldwide devastation left nothing but deadly remnants
Scattered in the minds of survivors of the old frontier
Tales of horror and sufferings, no one dared to share
If I live to see that fateful day, I would gladly share
Stories of the gallant stand against the greedy merchants
By poetic geniuses who thrived in Deep Underground frontier
Peace through poetry with Strider could have saved civilization
If only we were given some precious time on the Air
By once media moguls whose lair now laid in remnants
Doomsday scenarios hopefully are but just remnants
Of haunting hellish nightmares that I forgot to share
With the rest of the world trying to seek new frontier
Unsure of what the future holds in this dying civilization
Where corruption is common to nanodick merchants
Whose flair for war is unlikely, flaunting in the air
Thick, black fog in the cities now saturates the air
Clearly seen forerunner to the future lost civilization
Technological advancements behind closed frontier
Instead of war, let’s put them to good use and share
Wealth accumulation and greed by bloody merchants
Would be a thing of the past and shadowy remnants
United we stand on this new frontier
With sigh of relief and a breath of fresh air
Love, peace and harmony—we all shall share…
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Tears From Heaven (Renga form)
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tears fall from heaven
as i lay you down to earth
rest in peace, my love
heaven and earth will rejoice
for you have found peace at last!
now that you were gone
no more worries, no more fear
sorrows left behind
will you sing a lullabye
even if you're in heaven?
would you still love me
tomorrow when I die,
will you call my name
if i ended up somewhere?
hope--tomorrow never comes
if i call your name
will i go to heaven too?
tell me what to do--
i would rather be with you
than burn in hell forever
in case i go first
scatter my remains at sea
close to the mountain
where we used to swim and play
that is my solemn request...
[Note: Renga is a series of tanka (5-7-5-7-7) combined.]
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tears fall from heaven
as i lay you down to earth
rest in peace, my love
heaven and earth will rejoice
for you have found peace at last!
now that you were gone
no more worries, no more fear
sorrows left behind
will you sing a lullabye
even if you're in heaven?
would you still love me
tomorrow when I die,
will you call my name
if i ended up somewhere?
hope--tomorrow never comes
if i call your name
will i go to heaven too?
tell me what to do--
i would rather be with you
than burn in hell forever
in case i go first
scatter my remains at sea
close to the mountain
where we used to swim and play
that is my solemn request...
[Note: Renga is a series of tanka (5-7-5-7-7) combined.]
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SPIRITS IN CLOUD NINE (Acrostic)
Four scented candles glow
On each bathtub’s corners
Red wine bottle almost empty
Evokes warm sensations bursting bubbles
Petals of fragrant blood-red roses
Lined along the path to the bedroom
Amorous lips locked up, tongues twirling
Yearning, still thirsty for more…
Symphony of soft music fills the dim-lighted room
Earthly desires in synch with every high and low note
X-ray like vision reveals, spirits in cloud nine.
Omnipotence of youth with fervor burning
Rhythmic dance of loving souls entwined
Gives way to climactic release of passions
Again, and again, and again…until morning
Sipping the last drop of nectars to contentment
Memorable moments seem like heaven sent!
Four scented candles glow
On each bathtub’s corners
Red wine bottle almost empty
Evokes warm sensations bursting bubbles
Petals of fragrant blood-red roses
Lined along the path to the bedroom
Amorous lips locked up, tongues twirling
Yearning, still thirsty for more…
Symphony of soft music fills the dim-lighted room
Earthly desires in synch with every high and low note
X-ray like vision reveals, spirits in cloud nine.
Omnipotence of youth with fervor burning
Rhythmic dance of loving souls entwined
Gives way to climactic release of passions
Again, and again, and again…until morning
Sipping the last drop of nectars to contentment
Memorable moments seem like heaven sent!
AscensionES
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Distraught musings
She sees only what she wants to,
never what she can.
17 past noon, and depression seeps in.
Soon, I must get going.
Before she notices that I am gone,
I will be back.
She will poke away at my side with her thorns.
Stab and grind till blood and bone.
And I will console her misplaced heart.
Her last excuse for a connection.
Like countless before her,
and countless after,
glee with turmoil,
smiling ear to ear.
Convulsing every second, stealing focus.
Warning lost in a mesmerizing lie.
Before the 45th comes, I must return;
She will disregard my company, otherwise.
She will have forgotten my face,
save for the thorn in my side.
She sees only what she wants to,
never what she can.
17 past noon, and depression seeps in.
Soon, I must get going.
Before she notices that I am gone,
I will be back.
She will poke away at my side with her thorns.
Stab and grind till blood and bone.
And I will console her misplaced heart.
Her last excuse for a connection.
Like countless before her,
and countless after,
glee with turmoil,
smiling ear to ear.
Convulsing every second, stealing focus.
Warning lost in a mesmerizing lie.
Before the 45th comes, I must return;
She will disregard my company, otherwise.
She will have forgotten my face,
save for the thorn in my side.
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Struggling, I Swim.
An Ocean of grief, I swim.
Her coldness still here
my wish; wash me clean,
my conscience, too.
Sorrow illuminated,
by the dwindling evening sun.
I've never wanted to hide
her destructive power
doesn't phase me.
To lose me, is to lose her strength.
Grief, is the anguish that sways
the rippling waters to my touch.
Breathing heavily,
wading through her
for a moment of clarity
I thought I'd escape
for a little while.
Drink
and sing
to drown him out.
Not here,
no.
Here, it is worse.
The screams are louder.
They're the restlessness
her stillness conceals.
Remembering her jagged edge,
rigid
and cruel.
Gripping my shoulders,
and pulling me under
forcing me into the cliff face
tearing my body to bloody ribbons.
pulled free to air
and ripped into the cold again.
Her,
were she to kiss me again,
to have another taste
without doubt, she'd bleed me dry
An Ocean of grief, I swim.
Her coldness still here
my wish; wash me clean,
my conscience, too.
Sorrow illuminated,
by the dwindling evening sun.
I've never wanted to hide
her destructive power
doesn't phase me.
To lose me, is to lose her strength.
Grief, is the anguish that sways
the rippling waters to my touch.
Breathing heavily,
wading through her
for a moment of clarity
I thought I'd escape
for a little while.
Drink
and sing
to drown him out.
Not here,
no.
Here, it is worse.
The screams are louder.
They're the restlessness
her stillness conceals.
Remembering her jagged edge,
rigid
and cruel.
Gripping my shoulders,
and pulling me under
forcing me into the cliff face
tearing my body to bloody ribbons.
pulled free to air
and ripped into the cold again.
Her,
were she to kiss me again,
to have another taste
without doubt, she'd bleed me dry
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I prefer rhythmic because it has a nice way of the flowing of words...Although, I do admit I'm no poetry guru, I simply write...However, recently I have been less worried about rhymes and more worried about the individual stanzas and the way they draw interest and limiting my points to single very direct complete thoughts. I guess this is a natural way of getting out of my routine comfort zone. Before, I just felt better with a steady beat, and a cute selection of rhyming words. I have only been writing poetry for a couple of years.
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this is a Lyric type of poem.. with all the rhyming that is so pleasing.
ESCAPISM
Sometimes we are afraid to face reality,
And we want to live in a world of fantasy,
We choose to close our eyes so we can’t see,
And cover our ears so we can’t hear any.
We pretend that we are stronger than others,
That we can handle any kind of struggles,
That we don’t need anybody’s shoulders,
We can live without depending on someone else.
Pretending means covering up the worries,
A mask that hides someone’s doubts and fears,
We are showing a smile to disguise the agony,
Forcing a laugh to reduce the anxiety.
It’s denying the truth and believing the lies,
Counting the great times rather than the cries,
Displaying positivity despite the nothingness,
Giving more love and forgetting the emptiness.
In desperate times we even do daydreaming,
Fabricating a world where we can do anything,
A sanctuary where we can do everything,
A place where no hurt and tormenting feelings.
Daydreaming can stop you from frustrating,
It’s giving your heart a break from aching,
Like a dynamo that can boost your physical resources,
It can recharge your emotional and mental batteries.
Pretending is faking, daydreaming is illusioning,
Spelled differently but have the same meaning,
Few of the best ways in pacifying the pain,
Better than torturing yourself from useless crying.
It’s our choice whether to fight or to flight,
And sometimes we choose to runaway and hide,
In weakest times we prefer escapism than realism,
Ended up using escaping as our defense mechanism.
ESCAPISM
Sometimes we are afraid to face reality,
And we want to live in a world of fantasy,
We choose to close our eyes so we can’t see,
And cover our ears so we can’t hear any.
We pretend that we are stronger than others,
That we can handle any kind of struggles,
That we don’t need anybody’s shoulders,
We can live without depending on someone else.
Pretending means covering up the worries,
A mask that hides someone’s doubts and fears,
We are showing a smile to disguise the agony,
Forcing a laugh to reduce the anxiety.
It’s denying the truth and believing the lies,
Counting the great times rather than the cries,
Displaying positivity despite the nothingness,
Giving more love and forgetting the emptiness.
In desperate times we even do daydreaming,
Fabricating a world where we can do anything,
A sanctuary where we can do everything,
A place where no hurt and tormenting feelings.
Daydreaming can stop you from frustrating,
It’s giving your heart a break from aching,
Like a dynamo that can boost your physical resources,
It can recharge your emotional and mental batteries.
Pretending is faking, daydreaming is illusioning,
Spelled differently but have the same meaning,
Few of the best ways in pacifying the pain,
Better than torturing yourself from useless crying.
It’s our choice whether to fight or to flight,
And sometimes we choose to runaway and hide,
In weakest times we prefer escapism than realism,
Ended up using escaping as our defense mechanism.
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answer my eyes
hear what I saw
yesterday was today
and today is tomorrow.
listen to my actions
and keep a ear out for
my thoughts.
hear what I saw
yesterday was today
and today is tomorrow.
listen to my actions
and keep a ear out for
my thoughts.
FPulver
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Krixan said:this is a Lyric type of poem.. with all the rhyming that is so pleasing.
ESCAPISM
Sometimes we are afraid to face reality,
And we want to live in a world of fantasy,
We choose to close our eyes so we can’t see,
And cover our ears so we can’t hear any.
We pretend that we are stronger than others,
That we can handle any kind of struggles,
That we don’t need anybody’s shoulders,
We can live without depending on someone else.
Pretending means covering up the worries,
A mask that hides someone’s doubts and fears,
We are showing a smile to disguise the agony,
Forcing a laugh to reduce the anxiety.
It’s denying the truth and believing the lies,
Counting the great times rather than the cries,
Displaying positivity despite the nothingness,
Giving more love and forgetting the emptiness.
In desperate times we even do daydreaming,
Fabricating a world where we can do anything,
A sanctuary where we can do everything,
A place where no hurt and tormenting feelings.
Daydreaming can stop you from frustrating,
It’s giving your heart a break from aching,
Like a dynamo that can boost your physical resources,
It can recharge your emotional and mental batteries.
Pretending is faking, daydreaming is illusioning,
Spelled differently but have the same meaning,
Few of the best ways in pacifying the pain,
Better than torturing yourself from useless crying.
It’s our choice whether to fight or to flight,
And sometimes we choose to runaway and hide,
In weakest times we prefer escapism than realism,
Ended up using escaping as our defense mechanism.
ESCAPISM
Sometimes we are afraid to face reality,
And we want to live in a world of fantasy,
We choose to close our eyes so we can’t see,
And cover our ears so we can’t hear any.
We pretend that we are stronger than others,
That we can handle any kind of struggles,
That we don’t need anybody’s shoulders,
We can live without depending on someone else.
Pretending means covering up the worries,
A mask that hides someone’s doubts and fears,
We are showing a smile to disguise the agony,
Forcing a laugh to reduce the anxiety.
It’s denying the truth and believing the lies,
Counting the great times rather than the cries,
Displaying positivity despite the nothingness,
Giving more love and forgetting the emptiness.
In desperate times we even do daydreaming,
Fabricating a world where we can do anything,
A sanctuary where we can do everything,
A place where no hurt and tormenting feelings.
Daydreaming can stop you from frustrating,
It’s giving your heart a break from aching,
Like a dynamo that can boost your physical resources,
It can recharge your emotional and mental batteries.
Pretending is faking, daydreaming is illusioning,
Spelled differently but have the same meaning,
Few of the best ways in pacifying the pain,
Better than torturing yourself from useless crying.
It’s our choice whether to fight or to flight,
And sometimes we choose to runaway and hide,
In weakest times we prefer escapism than realism,
Ended up using escaping as our defense mechanism.
lepperochan
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Triloet http://www.baymoon.com/~ariadne/form/triolet.htm
Strange as it might have seemed to me
they all thought it was quite the norm
as natural as a bumbling bee
strange, as it might have seemed to me
I could see it made them happy
so held my tongue and hid my scorn
strange as it might have seemed to me
they all thought it was quite the norm
Strange as it might have seemed to me
they all thought it was quite the norm
as natural as a bumbling bee
strange, as it might have seemed to me
I could see it made them happy
so held my tongue and hid my scorn
strange as it might have seemed to me
they all thought it was quite the norm