Two scales must balance
for unfaulty and accurate evidence,
the relationship between God
and Humankind must stand;
where impetus winds originate,
there must be a justiciable cause
to sustain such a destructible impact
on those cunningly swerving from right.
Solutions need to be wisely thought out
before the next catastrophe occurs unexpectedly,
whoever makes a solemn promise for prosperity
must keep it or be called a person of deceit.
Who can hold a notorious liar in contempt:
when he smiles and puts on an appearance
different from that of morality, from whence
remorse will emerge for being impudent?
How credible is the trust of a charlatan
when he's in a drunken state and stutters
to convince himself he abstains from lies
and thinks his name is Bobby, not Brian?
A requisition for solutions spare us many pains
to avoid the pitfalls that entrap the naive one;
cleverness and awareness are never out of line,
they're needed to sharpen our senses for gains.
during elections,polla colla is sprayed
people abstains from voting or
cast vote to all of the above
like putin war machine
phantoms defeated in failed state
during elections, polla colla is sprayed
people abstains from voting or
cast vote to none of the above
like putin war machine
phantoms defeated in failed state
during elections, polla colla is sprayed
people abstains from voting or
cast vote in vote unready dead machine
like putin war machine
phantoms defeated in failed state
Stan Laurel
thinks he can sing in reality he warbles
His best buddy Hardy slaps him quiet
Before he can start another riot.
Oliver Hardy
Is usually farty so he abstains from drink
Gormless Laurel slurps Manhattans all night
Warbling and singing without stage fright.
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A Winter chill pierces the heart just when its wishing for the sun’s gaze – Quote by Poet
Feathery boughs of ice crusted veins
Whispering across the frosty panes
Chilling the yearning heart
With cold that does impart
Freezing reveries where warmth abstains
Winter Poetry Contest - Limerick
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December 28, 2020
Let clocks unlock unbroken birds they bind:
Too quick in May they peek Azalea’s bloom;
Wide eyes enlightened bound by darkness blind,
And spring reflected bares a thinning plume:
Like pearls of April nestled smooth and deep,
Those dizzy doves that danced in drizzled mist;
When June denounced they shed their plumage cheap,
One hand from two returned with feathers missed.
And now where frost encroaches one remains,
And strains the waning sky for molted May;
But night is cagey, so their sight abstains,
Until reduced by winter, cold and gray:
Where I am still, unable still to see,
One dove from two; in spring reflective: Me.
11/28/2018
Villanelle : The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 18
World in which is ingrained innate violence
Where nation-States all hell-bent on blitz wars
He who abstains from doing harm commits offence
Is branded traitor parasite perched on fence
On conscientious objector shine no stars
World in which is ingrained innate violence
Even cowards by nature obtain licence
To kill at will armed to the teeth in holy wars
He who abstains from doing harm commits offence
The non-violent sport no medals bright dense
Nor do they rape their loved ones inflicting scars
World in which is ingrained innate violence
Boosting ego is the craft of violence
Insecure feelings drive muscle-man jaws
He who abstains from doing harm commits offence
Do no harm and attain pure inner silence
Resort to arms let rage Raskolnikov indoors
World in which is ingrained innate violence
He who abstains from doing harm commits offence
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015
The big bang,
one week ago today,
an ounce of energy degrades-
young and righteous,
a story evades-
rebounds like the waves,
a story evades,
surges and sounds like howling fangs,
a hero abstains.
Sunbeams serenade my window pane
Imploring restful notes to disdain
Abridging curtain the bright melody doth strain
My top sheet covers the harmonious chain
Gilded streams strike heartier refrain
But dissonant chords cloud my brain
A glistening symphony of metric lines retrains
The cerebral rhythms course through my veins
A chorus of light waves entrancing crescendo maintains
From ingratiating pageant my body no longer abstains
Stephen Parker
August 14, 2012
To bespeak her time I shan’t
A mere penny possesses more value
Than that of which her presence preserves
The daring, lingering foretaste that is affinity
Though to raze all dolor she abstains
All along she had been sleeping with death
My screams are heard in the middle of the battleground—I’m fought
Now I’m in grief and I’m striving to set my mind elsewhere
But I’m frantic and lost—deeply distraught
As I’m shipped away to a far, unknown terrain
I, arduously, breathe in—there’s no one there to unwrap me
On and on, the showering chilliness—never abstains
My life ahead of me foreshadows a future…not so distant
Sending delight to my frenzied soul—there’s some light to share!
I’m found—held as a cherished infant
The aura of the oak
is ice and silver sheen.
This is the season of snow,
but there is only cold rain
in heavy ringlets of wet.
We feel the chill
of this antique place,
yet for now, snow abstains
as skies burn ripe with gray ash
that scatters to the wand of wind.