Grampa's Grampa
something about the ancient poetry
of the classic age
something calls to mind an isolated cemetary
brittle sparks of snow crystallized over the surface
cheek-chapping cold cones breath in visible steam
a lone raven looks over the lost yet
meticulously landscaped disaster.
this is lost on our pallets of now, and always have been.
even Percy Shelly drew these images of beauty and luster
as relics of a past, traditions of wordsmiths of fantasy of another age
that never existed.
poem by Barry Donegan
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The Tale Of Dusty & Pistol Pete
Dusty screams, through doors and imaginary floors
why cant you miss me?
Pistol pete removes the final breaths from her unkind and she is shaken
What does this mean in love or in peace?
With you lying next to me
So faithless serene
And she calls to him
Let the waste cross the ancient trails to you
Far out beneath the sorrow clouds
Let them taste the bitter lost mistake of you
Let them cry out through your rusted scars
Alone he roams inside the ordinary catacombs of her waiting
With raven hands she steals and staggers towards her man
Still scorned by his demon
Because hes undone
Become the language of
Disaster and love, vengeance and dust
And she calls to him
Let the waste cross the ancient trails to you
Far out beneath the sorrow clouds
Let them taste the bitter lost mistake of you
Let them cry out through your rusted scars
Dusty screams, through doors and imaginary scenes
Of hurt and teardrop
As he holds her down, in the cold lonely winds
Together again, her inside him
And she calls to him
Let the waste cross the ancient trails to you
Far out beneath the sorrow clouds
Let them taste the bitter lost mistake of you
Let them cry out through your rusted scars
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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The Demon Inside
I Lost
My war, my life, my being
I Lost
My color, my shine, my luster
I Lost
My white wings, my beauty, my queen
I Lost
My place, my power, my respect
I lost
and now I'm falling towards damnation
I lost
and now god has cast me down
I lost
and I will rise again
with the temptation of the apple...
poem by Blake Foxx
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Peace of Woods
Crow wings
forest green.
bitter cold.
clouds of breath.
the sound of
Wolf.
Calling in the
Dark.
Lost in Quiet.
a Raven
Caws.
spelling its presence and
claws.
CRUNCH.
the Quiet is
Gone.
Raven calls.
Man is here,
in the Wood.
poem by Katherine Steinbauer
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Rocket
Cape canaveral florida, ready for takeoff stages
Zoom destination an isolated planet mars
On which observed many relics of past ages
On return despite rocks no spars
2nd destination worlds largest planet jupiter
From there obtained some ancient relics
When returned at base -- we want hoopiter!
And we would like some fancy cows milk
3rd destinations many ringed planet saturn
While there darted among the rings
At base had a few thoughts of astral matter
Again at base a welcoming with sings
4th zoom destination to an isolated planet neptune
Whose surface was clear of any vegetation
At base quote -- would like large dirigible balloon
During when there was no hesitation
5th zoom destination smallest planet pluto
On which there are many beautiful sights
It has no vegetation you know
No power to illuminate dark nights.
song performed by by Xtc
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Cold and Alone
Cold and alone,
Shrouded by mist,
Frozen and desolate,
An isolated tundra sits, and waits,
Cold and alone,
Intimidating to humans,
A lonely snow-capped mountain,
In the middle of nowhere,
Cold and alone,
As the night wades on,
Screaming endlessly,
But drowned out by the howling wind,
Cold and alone,
Lost forever,
Encased in ice and snow,
Never to be discovered,
Cold and alone,
Hope’s candle flickering,
Buried for eternity,
Cold and alone.
Called Into Play
Fall fell: so that's it for the leaf poetry:
some flurries have whitened the edges of roads
and lawns: time for that, the snow stuff: &
turkeys and old St. Nick: where am I going to
find something to write about I haven't already
written away: I will have to stop short, look
down, look up, look close, think, think, think:
but in what range should I think: should I
figure colors and outlines, given forms, say
mailboxes, or should I try to plumb what is
behind what and what behind that, deep down
where the surface has lost its semblance: or
should I think personally, such as, this week
seems to have been crafted in hell: what: is
something going on: something besides this
diddledeediddle everyday matter-of-fact: I
could draw up an ancient memory which would
wipe this whole presence away: or I could fill
out my dreams with high syntheses turned into
concrete visionary forms: Lucre could lust
for Luster: bad angels could roar out of perdition
and kill the AIDS vaccine not quite
perfected yet: the gods could get down on
each other; the big gods could fly in from
nebulae unknown: but I'm only me: I have 4
interests--money, poetry, sex, death: I guess
I can jostle those. . . .
poem by Archie Randolph Ammons
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Reality
Here on earth we see destruction
It has gone to far
We must change for new directions
Use your mind or fall
See through the past what we have done
Disaster soon will come
Hell after life or hell on this earth
Will we be rebirthed
Reality !
Time is short years are counted
Generations lost
See the truth ! We are hunted
We must pay the cost
See through the past what we have done
Disaster soon will come
Hell after life or hell on this earth
Will we be rebirthed
Nature bleeds for our disposal
We must point our view
You cant use your nuclear weapons
You must hear the calls
See through the past what we have done
Disaster soon will come
Hell after life or hell on this earth
Will we be rebirthed
We must gather now for a future instead of hell
We must gather now for a future instead of hell
song performed by by Zonata
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Lost To Find My Lot
Lost in a world, that scares me to death,
Lost in a crowd I’m losing my breath,
Lost as a kid, lost as an adult
I feel everything is falling apart and its my fault
Lost as a person, cant find my way
Lost in life every day, Lost in worry
Who am I?
I’ve lived a Lie
Lost to Kindness,
Lost to Love
Lost in the sky,
Like a lonely dove
Lost in thought which I shouldn’t do
It Winds me up,
I can’t get through
Lost to comfort all kind words
Lost to advice that isn’t heard
Lost to those who really care?
All these people always there
Lost in Me, I need a break
Lost in wonder which road should I take?
Lost in a place I don’t know well
Where are you now? There’s no one to tell
Lost here all alone To break these walls
Lost in mind
Lost in soul
Lost memories, there just a hole
Lost family, lost my place
Still yet I’m full of hate
Lost in boredom think I’ll leave
There’s a lot in life I need to achieve
poem by Olivia Braun
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A Fate of Top Poems!
Past poets were remarkable by their poems only;
But present poets are made remarkable by others!
Poetry of the past are no doubt top poems ever;
But poetry of the top are not listed in top poems!
Becoming top poets how can theirs have no place
Among the top poems of the poetry list? I wonder!
Touch stone of the top poems depends on merit
But not by the supports of friends for fun ever!
Poems of lasting value only can become classic;
But poems of no merit also have become classic!
Poetry of the past are romantic and also classic
But poetry of the present are neither but modern!
What is the yardstick to select poems as top ones -
Just support of some but not merit and meaning?
poem by Ramesh T A
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Pray To God.
To pray to God no
Vigor is lost.
To wait for God no
Time is lost.
To plead to God no
Repute is lost.
To ask of God no
Breath is lost.
To move to God no
Hope is lost.
To lose to God no
Race is lost.
To obey to God no
Grasp is lost.
To hold onto God no
Desire is lost.
To believe in God no
Peace is lost.
To seek pardon of God
No virtue is lost.
So if trust in God
You will never be lost.
poem by Syed Anwar Yarkhan Jilani
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Shelly My Love
(1) Shelly my love
I only long to be where you are
Shelly my love
Now and forevermore
Shelly my love
When I see you I catch fire
And soon I'm all aflame
I feel it start
Whenever you call my name
(2) All around I feel a passion
That thrills my very soul
I put it down
To that I love you so
[Repeat (1)]
Oh Shelly my love
[Repeat (2)]
Oh Shelly my love
If this time I'm into somethin'
That is not of this world
The love I've got
It's supernatural, girl
[Repeat (1)]
Shelly, my love
Shelly, my love
Shelly, my love
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Dead Before Death
Ah! changed and cold, how changed and very cold,
With stiffened smiling lips and cold calm eyes:
Changed, yet the same; much knowing, little wise;
This was the promise of the days of old!
Grown hard and stubborn in the ancient mould,
Grown rigid in the sham of lifelong lies:
We hoped for better things as years would rise,
But it is over as a tale once told.
All fallen the blossom that no fruitage bore,
All lost the present and the future time,
All lost, all lost, the lapse that went before:
So lost till death shut-to the opened door,
So lost from chime to everlasting chime,
So cold and lost for ever evermore.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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Walk With My Spirit
In a hotel room watching the white snow fall
Glistening past with beckoning mossy leaves,
Drape with beauty outside upon the wall
Silent ice in the night hung from the trees.
In the gentle night I took a walk with my spirit,
Snow caught my eyes fluttering with little wings,
They try to fly flapping with all their might,
But end up covering the street and soak clothes.
Cold sober response shook the worn knees,
And my tearing teeth broke lamentable silence,
A smitten figure misplace in night ease,
Try to walk outside upon snows frozen ice.
My limbs dug tunnels and tried to hold me tight,
But the ground took my stride to skip and dance,
I walk the path where the street had gone,
For once in my life I felt carried by a spirit.
Along the path set for me with beaten snow,
I started to float and struggle to find a way home,
I should have sunk deep in sleep by now,
Instead, plague with regret; I am out on my own.
I went where footsteps lost their charms,
The softer images in mind losing the fight,
Trying to stay alive swaying with my hips and arms,
The images weren't meant to last through the night.
poem by Gerry Legister
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Lost, Lost
Lost, lost in this frost
A warm fire, a dire dream
I am
Lost, lost in the deep
Sea, to see land only fantasy
My mind busy,
Lost, lost in a brainwave,
A thought, you inspire. Lost,
Am Lost,
Deep in a sea of thoughts;
Each salty dropp thought, feeds
A flame that melts the frost
And by you the flame becomes a fire.
Cold Beauty
What is beauty without warmth n love,
Brrrrrrh cold seein but cannot hold.
No grasp of this beauty, only a distant touch,
Maybe from giving beauty to much.
Or not givin beauty enough,
Seein the distant gaze of green, grey, n blue haze
In the place where beautys eyes go.
But to the touch beauty is cold as snow.
How did beauty get so?
Why did beauty let go, of the warmth that imbrased her so tight?
Guess beauty is still beauty inspite,
Only dream of beauty every night.
To wake everyday in dismay not to see beautys face.
So my thoughts of beauty remain in solitude,
to respect beautys mind not to be rude.
Still wantin to intrude because of my pain.
But what if beauty calls anothers name,
In the hours that I dream of her.
So my words remain a secret to beautys ears,
As i quickly wipe away the tears.
And wish beauty the best of life.
As i grasp myself and my dutys,
Still lingering in my mind is cold beauty.
poem by Ozie James
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Lost in Memories
I am lost in this world
I am lost with this fear
I am lost with no sounds
I am lost with out you here
I am lost with out your touch
I am lost with out feelings
I am lost with no lights
I have lost all my senses
I have lost my mind
I have lost every thing in just one night
I have lost my voice and my sight
I may have lost every thing that I hold dear
But I have not lost the memories we shared
poem by Jenna Kelley
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Egoism of Poets
We don’t write poetry,
Poetry writes us.
How can we make poetry,
If we are part of poetry.
The world around us is poetry.
Poetry is already defined.
Calling ourselves poets.
Selfishness in every line.
Egoism in every word.
Stealing poetry from the world.
That already exists in every form.
It’s written in every mist,
Every tree, every bliss.
Who are we to write?
Calling ourselves masterminds.
Trapping ourselves in believe
That we are creating something unique
The world at our feet.
Just too full fill our need.
Even this poem is an act
of a selfish deed.
Every letter in ink.
Created through love and sin.
Writing on a paper
But it’s the world’s skin.
Pressing on the surface.
To see blue blood is our purpose.
Thinking poetry is ours.
Poetry devoured
By poets every hour.
Poems all around us.
Turning grey to dust.
Turning brown to rust.
We have captured the most
But there is still so much.
Bleeding away in disaster, poverty
And war.
Ink to us all.
A poet’s only lord.
His only norm, his only home.
His precious and beloved poem.
We should be ashamed.
poem by Nadim Lost Soul
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A Muse for Me
My poetry doesn’t rhyme or flow
My poetry has no meaning and no feeling
My poetry has sex and violence written into it
My poetry cares for no one
My poetry is lost without you in it
Save me from my angry thoughts and schemes
I don’t want to be lost in a void where all write is uninspired
Become a muse for me, my poetry
poem by Double A P SS
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Sea Rock
I m a 'sea rock' in the shore of life, hit by ten thousand tides a day. But u r the only tide that knock the heart of this rock. I lost my heart, I lost my mind, I lost completely myself to u in my first ever ? ? ? ? ?
I WAS LOST - in the darkness, digging my heart deeper n deeper.
I WAS LOST - in the silence, with dark noise, hosting your voice.
I WAS LOST - in the night, where you are my bright moon, pumping my heart balloon
I WAS LOST - on the wide roads, when your smile hit my heart a mile.
I WAS LOST - in my dreamy mind and busy heart.
I WAS LOST - in the past, where u took me very fast, gifting me what I lost.
poem by Gopala Sharma Akshintala
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To The Wedding Angels
As you promise 'I do'
My mind reflects the wedding
I lost and the white dresses
I burnt.
As the Camera man takes your images
Your beautiful wedding pictures
Remind me of the beauty
Of the wedding day
I lost.
poem by Emmanuel Monychol
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