Most Liked Sestina Poems (15)

there was an old oak tree who spoke and gave me very good advice
he said that i'm really paying quite an exorbitant price
i forgave her when she believed she ought to rule
she forgave me, alas what a fool
each of us believing the other settled the score
so she got a good-looking boyfriend while i got a whore
she crossed the proverbial street by concrete's design
but i crossed a much more fatal line
she did that which she did because of a hormone
i did what I did fueled by dope and testosterone
it was a game of tit-for-tat with a worn out hat

her only solution was retribution
but i needed not her absolution
she thought she was smart but i was beyond brilliant
you see women get weary while men become resilient
what counts is the abiity to bounce rigt back
just to become declared and crowned the all around winner
yet the lady ain't never tasted triumph the way i did when i became a born-again sinner
there are some battles where each other declares itself the winner
ah, but the way it finally resolved itself was best for all concerned
i was riding on a cloud called yesterday aside all the things i've learned
In came a man with slicked back blue-black hair and a chisled chin
so i was there to watch seduction, sensuality and sin
and then she told the man to take a seat at the next stool
and i think they knew each other from high school

so after all, i think it's obvious who got to rule
while i always seem to bring the wrong song or a necessary tool and
finally the trouble became cruel
there are still a great many things i'd like to give to her please
or just let me tell her that she's a fool because she's leaving with a sexually transmitted disease
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The cold black chilling air
jack frost about
leafs and branches blown in the air all scatterd about
freezing tempertures
ice crystals forming from the coldness of the air

below 0 degrees the cold of the day
many a hand and toes frost biten by coldness of the air
numb fingers and toes
bodies cold with the cold air

jack frost is everywhere
winters breath aproaches
in the darkness and light of the day he lingers his ice breath melting in the air

Once in the grey yearning
And awful lonliness
Of widowhood
I thought
That if a woman climbed in my bedroom window
I mignt pass out.
Now I know
That if one did
I would. consy

Love is a true thing
it's but nothing
than the outcome of the core;
it's a separation
from man to man
between the beloved and the mother.

Behind beloved's love
thee is a dove
who always needs a hug,
but see the mother
who is a river
who pours her love jug and jug.

The beloved may betray
the lover may go astray
and she may show a shrewd laughter.
If her son don't ask
it becomes her task
to love her4 son more and more.

The beloved is a snake
who gives a shake
to the lover's imaginary world.
To earn only money
and to be in her company
with a smile where the love is sold.

Mother is mother
she does not bother
about her son's character.
If her son not earns
more her love churns
which is her greatest factor.

Hence it is the fact
that the beloved in tact
may be the symbol of a dove;
and it's the mother
who loves her son further
who is the incarnation of love.

Four legs
Eyes black with orange circle
Long whiskers
Teeth sharp

Silent tails swirls back and forth
Nose to the ground
The everlasting scent
Food wanted

Dinner on a plate
The smell of flesh the leoperds prey
Hiding in between the trees silently stalcks
Sneaking upoun with silent paws fangs ready
Claws extended

Silently creeps
Inches away flesh sents its nostrils deep
The leopard silent sees its prey
Fangs devour the flesh ,blood spurts to the ground the prey is dead
Roar or the leapord it is feed