#ode poems on Hello Poetry

Ceyhun Mahi Aug 2018

I have read your words, O Poet of Pain,
Their musicality is bliss to ears,
A taste of sweets to mind when each one hears
About the lonely stars, about the rain.
The urn, the nightingale have stayed the same,
Since the moment they were written down, fears
Of loss and of decay (because of years)
Are not to be found – nothing gone to vain.

Your life and sacred love is stated clearly,
For beauty and the truth, who I can see
Although, like springs, it's repeated and old.
O Bard of Bright Letters! I thank you dearly,
That you have written lines of poetry
To us and yourself; their worth 's more than gold.

I have read many poets but I know only a few who have infleunced me a lot. John Keats is one of them. Beauty, Love and Truth described through romantic verses referring to nature. That is what motivates me as a poet, and I have found that in Keats.

#johnkeats #keats #sonnet #ode

unnamed Aug 2018

My lovely rain.

She sits on the air, and talks with the breeze.
She walks with that style, and mocks me as I freeze.
I swear she stopped a rain storm,
And you could swear she just said no.
She's a mountain of power, and an engine of burning coal.
Those eyes sharp as glass, and slicker than some ice.
I swore to her I'd stop, but I kept it going on thrice.
I never knew she felt, I didn't think she could.
But I saw her there, weeping, and tugging, and pulling out her hair.
I knew then I was nothing, nothing to her, but pain,
taking away the joy, of her. My Beloved rain.

(This is actually something I wrote trying to see through the perspective of a boy)

#ode #love #movingon #lookingback

Semi-literate Poet Aug 2018

King of Lies

Ode to you oh master
of cunning and disguise.
If I had only half of your years
I might be half as wise.

I did everything as ordered,
even stab them in their eyes.
And now as planned
I stand before you;
come to claim my prize.

The Prince of Darkness laughed out loud..."did you forget you silly fool I'm also king of Lies"

Poem/hymn written for a two book project I'm working on....Hems Heard in Heaven & Haws Heard in Hell. Obviously this is in the Hell book.

#king #lies #darkness #ode #cunning #disguise

George Krokos Jul 2018

Ode To The Dust

O dust! you settle down naturally on any exposed surface
over a period of time it seems without much of a purpose
other than to indicate that some time has obviously passed
as before there on we observed a brighter sheen was cast.

You also seem to appear and come down out of nowhere
because of the fact that you're an insignificantly small fare
nobody around suspects the character of your real nature
or questions how and why you are made; of what stature.

People will say that you are of certain air-borne particles
which are picked up and carried around like some articles
and deposited where fate has destined them to be placed
on any exposed surface that their presence has disgraced,

This may be true to a point but isn't an absolute or final answer
as you are so fine and small it begs one to delve much further;
if the atmosphere of the earth supports all life as we know it
then it too must be a living thing and the dust just proves it.

Particularly in respect of each living thing producing its own waste
the atmosphere itself being so pervasive can't be dismissed in haste
because it too would have to live and feed on whatever sustains it
and leave behind most of the dust as excreta as a justification of it.

The question one could ask next is what would the atmosphere live on?
and the answer might just be whatever is available such as energy from
the sun, stars and space itself which are all parts of the cosmic sea above
along with the earth and its oceans that it envelopes as a protective glove.

However it is noted that no dust settles on an exposed surface in a vacuum
because there's no atmosphere apparently there we would have to presume
hence all of space itself isn't some kind of great vacuum but a living entity
we've come to call the Universe being the body of God the Eternal Verity.
_________

Written in 2017

#dust #ode #time #surface #vacuum #atmosphere #entity #universe #god #nature

Laura Jul 2018

Ode to Richard

I never said goodbye
I hope that's alright
I mean,
I know it's not,
I guess I'm asking for forgiveness
Because I never said goodbye
I was too preoccupied
To get up
For one last embrace
One last kiss
I couldn't really be bothered
Until it was too late
Until you were ten feet under
Ten years later

I never said goodbye
Only to the grass
And the metal plate on top of you
In the Garden of Serenity
Next to the fountain
And the trees
That humid June day
My dress a shade of orange
I know you would have liked
A shade of orange
I wore the day you were buried
A shade of orange
Similar to the flowers I put on top of you
A shade of orange
That never left my blurry eyes as the tears fell down over you

#death #ode #grave #anniversary #orange #forgive #goodbye #love #grandpa

III Jul 2018

Ode To The Fly

It feels like
The days pass faster
Than there are sunsets
For me to catch,

Because for so long
    Have I strived
To chase beauty,

But endlessly I seem
    To forget
That perhaps capturing it
Defeats the goal
    Of experiencing it,

So now I find myself
    Like a fly trapped
Between the glass
    And the screen
Of the window to
    Some outside world,

Doomed to burn up
    In my self-generated
Heat, born from the
    Friction of my struggle.

#ode #to #the #fly #trapped #beauty #self #destruction

Eddyn Jul 2018

an ode to me

in loving memory of me
to the person who I use to be
getting lost with you
made me who I am now
you may not like the person I’ve become
but I promise
from now until my next life
i will walk with you until the end.
the end
the end of time.
the end of life.
the end of forever
every step, every Breath.
BREATHE
my love I am not leaving.
so hold my hand
squeeze it tightly,
gently.
left. you left.
you’re gone not coming back
this love of ours didn’t last
but I’m here.
stay.
one finale breath
one last tear,
drop
falling to the kitchen floor
trying to keep it all together
i promised my life who I was
everything I am to you. you are gone
you’ve taken the old me
and held that against me
for I am not who I was when I was with you
I was naive and madly in love with you
love is truely blind.
An ode to me, the person who I use to be.

the person who i use to be

#love #ode #sad #breakup #forever #lost #you

tamia Jul 2018

another letter to the man on the moon

sometimes your eyes are like planets,
wide and round with wonder.
a look into them shows the worlds that orbit in your mind
and the stars that swirl in your chest.
you're forever as young
as seventeen revolutions around the sun,
but your wonder has already been enough
to send you to the stars.
you've flown lightyears
enough to listen to the echoes
of time and memory contained in space dust,
you've made these sounds your songs.
you've commanded shooting stars
and hung from them,
swinging from tail to tail to get to the moon
and believe me, from my windowsill,
i can see you've made it when your moonlight shines on me.
now that you are up there,
i hope you like the view,
at night, i'll always look outside
just to admire you.

for hvc

#moon #nature #starlight #love #youth #teen #ode

Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018

Ode

Raise your hands and
touch the strings of my
soul

Feel the music of my life
between your fingers
with every strum and
pluck

Listen to the magic of
my inner melody
Both the tranquil and
the disastrous spells

Dear everyone and no-one,
beloved musician
this is my ode

We all have our own inner melody. It's all about finding the right person who harmonises with you.
Be back soon!
Lyn ***

#ode #music #soul #mate #kind #magic #life #spell