"exultantly" poems
White dresses of purity
Gently gracing the floor
The couples sway gracefully
As the crowds adore
The families and friends
Filling the whole room with glee
Their stare with amazement
With pride and esprit
The lights shining down
So softly and bright
We all knew then
This would be a splendid night
As the final dance commenced
And they stared into each others eyes
Smiles and grins filled their faces
These smiles of happiness told no lies
The song came to an end
And the dancers parted, reluctantly
The audience running wild
Cheering and laughing, exultantly
Rushing to my friends
Giving each a warm embrace
Showering them with praises
You could see the enthusiasm on their faces
All of us were dressed up
Everybody has cleaned up real nice
Dresses and tucks adored us
A sweet slice of paradise
Taking a million photos
To remember this very night
We took the dance floor by storm
As we were all filled with such delight
If only this night would never end
And we could all remain this happy
Reality seemed to melt away
It was just us
The friends, the music
The connection we all had
For a moment our hearts all beat as one
Not a moment did we feel sad
But things like this can't last forever
Like a firework upon the night
Beautiful and filled with color
But then the spark fades out of sight
But not without burning a memory
So vividly into our minds
We enjoyed ourselves within the moment
In that instant we could all unwind
Thank you to the people I love
For inviting me to such a night
As I had such a wonderful time
It was one of the best nights of my life
Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 6:53 AM UTC
Fantastically fashioned fingers,
running smoothly through hair;
past present post-
Father Time struck by Sand Man's stare.
Heavenly hanging hair,
draping gently over lips;
tantalizing teasing tendrils-
Aphrodite's mien, Venus' hips.
Lusciously loving lips,
smiling softly at wandering eyes;
delirious delighted daze-
Pyramus and Thisbe's kiss--butterflies.
Efficaciously effervescent...
enchantingly endearing...
enticingly euphoric...
exultantly excited...
[Simply] ethereal! Eyes,
diamonds, starlight, life, of Earth, sky, and sea;
bejeweled boundless bless'ed-
If thou were Medusa, stone I'd be so readily.
Simply said Shakespeare,
thou art the sun;
falsely framed fairness-
for the sun is not brightest,
tis You tis You,
my wonderful, beautiful One.
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 4:09 PM UTC
Tightening the rope as the fools dance and dither
Squandering the moments as hourglass falls,
Walking the tightrope in a world lost to thither
Assassins maraud as the fat General calls.
Flat fingers hover above plastic buttons
Hover in hesitant moments of pause,
Waiting in limbo instructions from Hades
Exultantly plunging to holocaust cause.
Plunging erotically down to the plastic
Smearing the sweat and blood in a pool,
Lusting your moment of utter destruction
Casting all humankind’s best …to be fool.
Doubt not veracity’s balance in tremor
Out there the Devil is dancing his jig,
Everywhere globally men flee in terror
Uncertainty slides with the squeal of the pig.
Russia inflates as tyrannical tyrant
Isis is spreading its carpet of blood,
Worldwide the military gird for battle
Appeasement disbursed in a torrent of flood
Shades of veracity flood Sarajevo
Memories taunt of that drumbeat to war,
Demagogues strut now the march of the scarlet
God flees reality….and is no more.
M.
17 March 2015
Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 1:01 AM UTC
Embrace by the voices that plague this very weary soul-
Tidal waves of existence-Drowning in complete sorrow-
Reach for the heaven-allow the glory behold-
Smile for the fakes-continue to mask it with goals-
In the stomach of knots lays a treasure of trove-
Where heartless beats-bop-never to stop cries of the cold-
Truth be told all the stories of how you withered a fold-
Deep in your breath you weathered a storm-
The age of the ageless contented the norm-
Rock a buy a lullaby-dreams of being grown-
Home to the distance-Vacant to the throne-
Thorn in the needle-Needlessly torn-
Home is the distance-Distantly shown-
Awake for your existence-un-exultantly known-
Embodied by the voices-the plague-you delicately call your own-
Richard “Ab7e Poet” Itskovich
3/5/2012
Mar 5, 2012
Mar 5, 2012 at 8:28 PM UTC
Need just one card
Then I could win
Flipping through the deck one more time.
But the Ace of Diamonds never surfaced.
Giving up, scrolling across the screen,
There it was! The card I had searched for
In front of me all the time.
I had lost big time in life.
Everything held as important was gone.
Wondering how to ever get it right
When I had tried so hard!
Letting go of everything
Sitting under the Banyan tree pondering......
My consciousness experienced Him.
An infinite God is not easily
Spotted from a finite perspective.
Especially since we have never
Known a moment of our existence without Him.
He is the big bang of all the multiple universes' out there.
He is endlessly smaller than any semi conductor findings.
His is a part of every thought within each of us.
Walking away from everything I held as important,
Wondering how life could be different,
Knowing that my efforts could always be thwarted.
Asking, "How can I get it right?"
Then and only then
Did I finally see the card always before me.
The one card I needed to win the game.
*No one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draw him,
and I will raise him on the last day. John 6: 44*
Beloved, do not be surprised a trial by fire is occurring among you, as if something strange were happening to you. But rejoice to the extent that you share in the sufferings of Christ, so that when His glory is revealed you may also rejoice exultantly." 1 Peter 4: 12-13
Jesus said to his disciples: "Amen, amen, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains just a grain of wheat; but if it dies, it produces much fruit." John 12: 24
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 11:09 AM UTC
If only i had a chance to relive my past;
i would
i have a reputation of feeling worthless and not knowing what it really means to be loved
or does it eventually happen when you taste the true essence of life?
if i had a chance to undo my scars and heal from what i have experienced
i would start by conquering my fear and standing up for who i am
i let people overrun me
i let liars and my enemies manipulate me
and where has it left me?
nowhere!
if only there was still a way to remove all my sorrow or my pain
i know i would exultantly leap forward and take the step of erasing the wrongs i have done
and then making each moment precious by believing in who i am
also, rather than being told what to do
for once doing things my own way
i wanna be who i am and not lurk behind.
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 8:33 PM UTC