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My new year’s resolution was to lose some weight.
Cut down on take outs and use smaller plates.
So I joined a gym to try and get fit
But lost my breath on the stairs, so took the lift.
My favourite ambition is to learn to cook.
But my food never looks like the recipe books.
The end result is often inedible.
I blame the author whose work can’t be credible.
I’ve never been very good with my hands.
As whatever I try seldom goes to plan
So decided to persevere with some D I Y
But it all fell apart, don’t ask me why.
Attempted to try some art and craft.
But my serious endeavours just made my friends laugh.
Then decided to give some gardening a try.
Yet everything I planted just seemed to die.
Joined a local choir and attempted to sing.
But all people heard was a terrible din.
You could say my life’s a disorderly mess.
But everyone’s good at something, I guess?
It finally makes sense
You and him
No longer haunt me
The desperation is gone
The void is filled
And the wound is healed
The digging has stopped
The music is just music again
No one needs to understand
Because now I'm able
To stop the If Onlys
No tortured metaphors
No anguish in the back of my head
No longer in pieces
Now in peace
Reality dissolved
the madness of life ends
eternity begins...!
The clock struck twelve,
but the world didn’t change—
no fireworks, no sudden clarity,
just you and me
sitting cross-legged on the carpet,
our hands sticky with spilled tea.
You laughed,
tilting your head back
like the stars might answer,
and I thought,
if this is what every year looks like,
I’ll be fine.
resolve to reevaluate
your resolution
after you
make a complete
revolution around the sun
Make a resolution you know you will keep
Think deep
Create a goal you seek
Let it be something to fulfill
At will
Think and plan
Carefully work towards at your demand
Follow through
You know what you need to do
Resolutions can be made or broken
The words have spoken
What you decide is what you provide
A resolution is something that will always reside.
Another year goes past, they just fly and never seem to last,
The resolutions I dream in my head, all hanging there by a thin cotton thread,
Some I make because it's what others expect, but the real ones nobody can every detect,
The wish that is there constantly, is that you would come back to me, on every new year this is my new,old wish, and one year it might actually come true.
The spent year sinks in the captivating cauldron of history,
trace a fading furrow of memory in the shadow of setting sun,
etched in the realm of remote remembrance weary,
as the new months come with blooming buds of promise.
As Janus opens for me the door to the new beginning,
after my time crosses the corridor of the worn-out year,
I’d weave unseen dreams in the tapestry of future ensuing,
the unsung songs I’d fondly sing in cycles of new seasons.
My children who’ve grown aspirant wings of freedom,
have flown away to the seamless sky they have chosen.
In the new year I’d do whatever it takes for them to return
to the longing nest I’ve woven for them in my heart.
In my earnest pledge in the new year I solemnly resolve,
I’d kindle the candles of affection and care in my hearth.
The dreams eluding me in the years that have gone by,
I wish to fulfill before they’re abandoned in the wrap of time.
Ready to embrace change
Relinquish the old self
Remember to be firm
Reach for the lofty goals
Resound the steps to take
Rewrite any strayed goal
Rekindle dim embers
December 29, 2024.
The old tries not
to leave on the Eve,
rolling up its nasty sleeve,
wanting to remain --
creating a new year
of even greater havoc --
It is like that, with bad habits:
may they be persons or things
addictions are like boomerang'
flings -- their sole purpose in
life, to persist and return though
unwanted;
let us make fresh resolve
Hear our fervent prayer, oh
Father!~ alone, we cannot more
bear...asking that all our burdens
you now mercifully share -- as we
humbly beseech intercession, on our
behalf, by Your Risen Christ!
In the name of The Father, and of The Son, and
of The Holy Spirit -- whatever our battles be, Fate's
terrifying fit, we will not fear it -- Amen. Amen.
Amen. Amen. All loving, ever Ruling God!
2024 was a war I didn’t see coming,
battles fought in the chaos of my mind.
I stitched wounds no one could feel,
forcing strength into the hollow spaces I carried.
I wiped tears no one knew existed,
suffocated beneath the heaviness of it all.
I spoke in shadows, but my silence screamed,
until the echoes carved a voice from my broken seams.
Let 2025 crash in like a storm,
I am ready to seize the life I was meant to live.
Two thousand twenty-five will be here soon-
and as tradition, it's the time to say
what is my promised wish to start anew
with resolutions that are made to stay.
Something important that will make a change
on how I like to spend my brand new day-
not to awake with passion to write words;
just steer my talents in another way.
When I begin a poem, I soon find
that many hours may pass as I delay
the other things still waiting to be done.
It's best to choose leftover time to play.
And so, my New Year's wish- to wake up strong-
forget the visions dancing in my head!
Replace the rhymes and meter with a list
of all the things I need to do instead!
And my reward will be, at each day's end,
my wish stayed true and I can say hooray!
But somehow I believe my heart will ache-
and soon the muse in me will not obey!
Beta and the VHS
Could not be beaten years ago.
A childhood of watching tapes...
These were standard video.
Then throughout my teenage years
The DVD was made.
The quality was noticeable
Because of this upgrade.
Discs progressed over more years...
Along came the Blu-ray.
Evolution yet again
Of picture and display.
Ultraviolet and 3D...
Digital copies too.
Many ways to watch a film...
These are just a few.
These days, resolution lies
In glamourous 4K...
Up to four times better than
The typical Blu-ray.
From what I've heard of resolution
8K is the best.
I wonder how when the time comes
It compares to the rest?
Back against "The Resolution Door"
the first thing that hits you is the
depravity, then self-loathing follows
close behind. Then just when hoping
the first thought was getting better.
That you're getting the upper-hands
and there can't be too much longer.
The head goes light, as the light goes
out.
When the lights come on, reality sets
in.
Obstructed by responsibility-weighted
inside here.
Moral code aligns and then provides
possible directions.
Instincts, a natural pre-set driving
the final decision.
I'd take me with me, but only if
I'll
Let
Me.
|| Verdict? ||
Written on Mar-23-2024
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