gone was the meek/downtrodden servant/girl
a woman stood in her place: cunning/ruthless
elegance concealed breasts more savage than any princess
ancillary fairy godmother's guidance
Cinderella manipulated/eliminated any rivals
path through fabled tales covered in viscera
meandering jars with lifeblood
she felt a surge:
pride/power/dangerous
each drop represented victory
no longer a mere dam(e)
steadfastly
eyes were bedroom shut conversation
earth had inhaled tenebrism
bending itself to her will
undead battalion advanced
gait erratically photo shopped
yet, propelled forward
unwavering fealty to their mistress of the manor
Aphorism hinders ancillary terrible dilemmas,
In the bearing session, I have been picked.
If I've carried out the most striking edemas,
Approaching all them might be kicked.
Living has scored the highest goal of my life.
Drilling entails helping others with adversity.
Tried some of our lives reading how to rife.
How is it annoying to issue the miscellany?
I haven't had to swallow long-term memory.
By proving that hopeless feeling into words.
As vital as this work is, I grasp its own purity.
My path in life changed clearly as I can record.
Each way of life stirs love, trust, and veracity.
Retain that life is too brief to live indifferently.
Written: May 24, 2022
Lizard is crawling
Moth flying to upcoming death
Life for life by yield
© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
31/08/21
Political Tit For Tat
Tom’s Opinion
2-5-2020
A partisan divide hovers over Washington today,
there’s no middle ground, when children act this way.
Once elected, some appear, to think voters are ancillary,
and they return to superior thinking and being contrary.
Good will in Government was a time that has passed,
To their objective of one upmanship, they’re steadfast.
Having the last word has become the name of the game,
our elected officials have cloaked our country in shame.
Many, when refusing to stand, perpetuates derision,
and the peoples needs aren’t served when there’s division.
With no respect for the office the speaker tears up a speech,
and as history records this, more negativity it will teach.
Simple disagreements shouldn’t political enemies make,
We need real Christian leadership for our country’s sake.
Daniel 2:21
King James Version
And he changeth the times and the seasons: he removeth kings, and setteth up kings: he giveth wisdom unto the wise, and knowledge to them that know understanding:
Absolve us all of anguish
When appetency goes awry
The allure of the atrocious
Can take precedence over the auspicious.
Nought can assuage the anxiety of abomination
Flowing from such appetites
Ancillary to our basest desires.
Saying amen leaves us
Aghast at our arrogance
Adding to our aggravation
Acquittal comes from abstinence
And not from avarice.
Umpteen times we pray to God,
Give us this and give us that.
Our wish list is never ending,
Still we keep always offending,
Without realizing what is best,
We complain about the test.
Patience and wait goes high and dry,
Blame game on with cursing cry.
Why this to me and why only I?
Oh, how innocent we are!
Not to think and understand
This life is but a test to pass,
Sorrow and misery are its part.
Award and reward ancillary things,
All our demands are not always met.
Hence we say: Man proposes but God disposes.
'Baffle Life'
--S.I.Khan
Like all others she was born too
Of no realization how life goes thru
Either to extant it or to understand it
With such bewilderness she grew
School, college, academy, institution
Were life's phases with no substitution
Never did she dare to commit an affair
To avert an ancillary clamorous attribution
Such a charismatic lassie she be grown to
Maneuver only to affirm that’s charmingly blue
Still with unsolved bewilderment of existence
In cloak erotically white, she bids bye as a shrew.
--s.i.khan
Death shrouds each
ancillary moment
Pain lashed without reason
A blind game against the sun
Humans turn against dirt
Where they search
Thoughtless configuration
My sense
Of cryogenic soul hovering
Imbuing fluids, mystery without expression
And creasing against
The wind of ideas
My only source of direction
When you speak germane
Fertilizer falls out
With no patience
To encircle the pants
You left trailing behind
Instead a tumor grows
Simultaneously banished
And buried under the surface
Without recognition
In tidy ancillary room
patronage accrues
art decor tenderly groom
chamber maid's humble dues
Bungalow shrouded by sorrow
Ancillary space time doth borrow
Recycled dreams in dark basement furrow
Residual memories in corroded hope chest burrow
Embezzled ambitions in fallow vault sallow
Naked soul in hollowed-out walls doth wallow