Arrogantly Poems | Examples

THE ECHO RETURNS NOT

Silent is the echo as pride shouts
   selfishness causing pouts...
      self-conceit triumphs over jealousy bouts 
         self-glory reigns with discontentment clouts
            self-reliance wavers upon attacking doubts
               self-pity maneuvers toward false humility-routes…

The echo returns not indeed...
   as self-sufficiency does arrogantly succeed
      self-exaltation declares me-I-my-mine creed
         self-inflicting pain midst guilt continues to breed
            self-denial actually hoists covetousness and greed
               self-love matters most, not recognizing God with His deed.

still in my pajamas

You are still in your pajamas he arrogantly said
You bet your cheeks I am I replied to Old Fred.
This is day six for these bad boys, never say die.
I love being retired and this is a big reason why.

another abcedarian for fun

all automatic alligators arrive arrogantly
barely behave beautifully but brazenly
carousing with creepy cruddy crocodiles
desperately denying despicable wiles
effectively expediting expediency
forever forsaking fruit flies who flee
glaring at grazing gritty grouses
hijacking horrific herbivore’s handy houses
igniting ingenious iguanas in I-o-Way
jubilantly joining jerky jaguars along the way
kibitzing kinesthetic killers from Zion
lollygagging like lively luxurious mountain lions
marvelously marking multitude of mini monkeys
notoriously noting nefarious nodules of displease
ostentatiously opening overt outages in Oregon
providing panda putrid prey Paul just spit on
quarrelsome quicksand quail
rapidly reading registered mail
saying sassing sentences swiftly
turning terrific tarantulas toenails thickly
utilizing underwater undercurrents down under
verifying valid villans' voluptuous plunder
with wild willingness and witchy wonder
‘xacting ‘xactly ‘xtreme ‘xestentialism supreme
yelling youngster’s yips on front of the queen
zinging zealous zealots into zebras galore
end of this abcedarian poem, there is no more.

arrogant tuxedo cat

tuxedo cat’s eyes rose up like a pregnant woman
I had caught him with the expensive vodka
the one we only bring out in December
Is that my cigarette? I give him a stare down
He puts his tail up and arrogantly whisks away
knowing who is in charge here

AI POETS

Every poem I read these days
Be it love or pain, long or a short one
Leaves me numbly amazed
By how poets use the robot hand.

When praised, filled their hearts with pride
For an expensive tour on a free ride
Boastfully and arrogantly they will say
They frame the words and lines their way.

I stumbled upon one just the other day
Forced rhymes and commas in disarray.
Blind to the misstep, pride led him astray
In the summer rain, his thoughts did sway.

Every poem I read these days
Just reminds me celebrating a grade one cheat
Like winter's brilliant moon rays
Glitters at the dark of the night.

Cathy's Cat

Half Alpaca, it spits if I dare kiss Cathy's ruby lips.
It plants a jacked-up rhubarb stalk,
a stiff stalking walk
if I dare roan hands over
my lovers compliance.

Cathy’s cat is much loved by itself
and also by the silky paws of its owner.
I think it may be transforming into a Burmese python
or something more slinky, sneaky, and lower.

As for I, it shows its one scorning pink eye
as it struts away
tail up, exposing a cool distain
as arrogantly possessive as any ‘fork you’ flag.

Onslaught

Grief comes uninvited, like a marauder,
like a one man army charging,
he makes an unexpected onslaught.
A thief in the dark who comes stealthily,
without pausing to seek permission
and settles in the heart like an intruder

His stay is long and tedious.
He eats away our vitality,
sups on our vulnerability,
sucks our life sap and fattens on our gloom.
Like a tenant who hasn’t paid 
a single dime as rent, he invites our wrath!
Even under threat, he would never vacate

It is at night, he revels
and makes the most fierce onslaught
He snubs out our sleep, disturbs our calm
Wide eyed, we have to watch
the nasty antics of this tyrant

He drives out all hope,
battles with our cheer,
evicts all positive vibes,
and invades the entire space.

Weaving sticky gossamer threads
to ensnare all happy thoughts
which come our way and like an ugly spider,
he arrogantly dwells in our heart!

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Sept. 11.2022

~ Placed First~

Pick a Title, Vol.32. Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Edward Ibeh

Potd Gratitude, a Great Habit

To wake each day, alive and whole!
Verily a gift for all to behold.


We assume, we will see another day?
Anything can happen, petition....pray.


Going to bed and not thanking the Lord?
You are here now and were spared Death’s sword.


It takes but a minute or two, to be humble.
Cease thinking we are mini gods, who just grumble.


There truly is only one great poet!
We forget we are not Him, and arrogantly show it.


Remember, do.....our days are numbered.
Think seriously on this, before you slumber.

       
                            6-21-2022

Conquering Negative Sentimentality

Deceitfully lurking
in the guise of nostalgic surge
s e n t i m e n t a l i t y
arrogantly lingers
along perceived sensible reminiscences...

Persisting to dominate
over carnal mind*
s e n t i m e n t a l i t y 
poisons thoughts
in defiance to reality
yet, such is denied with hypocrisy's pride …

Afflicting soul
with gloom ---
s e n t i m e n t a l i t y
leaves soul lamenting
midst loathsome guilt
feasted upon by despair and hopelessness….

By the Saviour's grace,
now triumphantly praising the Lord
spirit in fervent communion with God
prevails over and above  s e n t i m e n t a l i t y 
for functional memory-reverberation
beyond the mockery of the foes: self, world and the devil.

*Romans 8:7 Because the carnal mind is enmity against God: for it is not subject to the law of God, neither indeed can be.

May 27, 2022
Edited on January 16, 2023 
9th place, "Arkham Asylum" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Robert James Liguori; judged on 1/14/2023

Georgehenge

The ancient stones stand silent 
As they have throughout the ages,
Keeping their seasonal assignments
As the world around them changes.

Thousands of years pass 
And old stones become forgotten.

Modern granite slabs arrogantly carved
With lessons of what should be learned,
Instead of those things best observed
Through spirit and nature, unadorned.

Stoñehenge steeped with ancient wisdom,
Georgia Guidestones misquided modern whimsies.

My Secret God

The one God who took me away,
One God who has bound me to screenplay.
The secret God of a so called atheist,
For it no God goes me against.
Sadly the distance is everyday increasing, 
I loudly laughing and silently crying. 
The traveler I went 
In the opposite direction, arrogantly(?)
Not at all ... it is mistakenly. 
I thought I'd catch her in a circle, 
But alas! I didn't know that miracle. 
She truly ran after me behind! 
Without God who can be such a kind? 
Did I learn to dream so much, dear? 
Why didn't you call me near?
Though I know it is very rare! 
How can that be, 
Why God can run after an unknown priest!
I have learnt that none is really an atheist.

Less Judgemental Life

When our paths crossed for the first time 
you behaved arrogantly hurting with me
I found you wore a mask to hide secrets prime 
us on the same page I knew I would never see. 

Our paths forked for I found you rudely shrewd 
as I traveled composed down the memory lane
your veritable valued self-respect I misconstrued 
the mistake I learned to own up with mental pain.

I set my self-centric life on the right course 
became prudent with infusion of tolerance 
misunderstanding was erring impulsive force 
failed to glean latent truth at the first glance.

Facade of seeming bearing can be deceptive
the contours of real mind it may not define 
not to be overly critical is a cathartic objective
for if a bit less judgemental life is so very fine.

January 26, 2021

Howl Revisted

I.
Written,
Upon a TV snap,
Exquisite implosion, for
Crippled words,
In land of lords, and
Crimson shepherds.
My I, and 
Hands at play.
Now moments are
Me bitter.
To work then, 
This sharp,
A blade to sunlight,
To cut our fat.

      II.
A Howl,
In New York,
Black and white,
By the day's genius,
A fad long past,
With a wish, return.
When I Deep,
Held naked, In rhythm
His shaky, pitch,
Mantras voice,
Erect,
Brilliantly nasty,
Tentacle opean,
Nods to comrades.

      III.
Need beats,
And crazy men,
Gay jew,Buddha alkee,
Agent Lunch,
For we are no better.
Personally,
Been raised by woman,
In there works,
Need wild Intel.
Abstractly man, 
Baby.

     IV.
Arrogantly, Once,
Proclaimed, I was
The beats reincarnate,
Madman's conciseness,
Now, Have to be.

We Both Over React

A mosquito landed on my hand
I swatted at it so hard I have a bruise.
Then it flew onto my knee, a sweet land.
I tried to shoot it, but here is the bad news.

I shot my right leg, damaged my ACL at the knee.
Laughing husband man put down the baseball bat.
Said arrogantly, “How stupid can you be?”
I watched him proceed to burn the house down to kill rat.

So you see, now we are homeless and angry at each other.
I should have listened to my friend and my silly mother.
They both said we were too spontaneous to marry each other.
First time either of them were correct. Right, Grandmother?

Ersatz Men

Chauvinistic men 
with a false sense of pride 
drum their chests 
repeatedly like a gorilla 
standing upright 
arrogantly 
proclaiming themselves 
the kings of the universe 
bragging to anyone 
who would listen 
how men run the world 
and hold it up like Atlas. 
They sure love to boast. 
They'd boast about 
anything under the sun: 
how fast they can run, 
the command 
of their voice, 
how many pounds of iron 
they can pump; 
all the while
marginalizing, 
underestimating, 
and insulting women; 
putting them in boxes. 
They believe that women 
belong in the kitchen. 
That they can't do 
all the things that men can; 
gloating how they can 
piss while standing 
and women can't. 
But who gave birth 
To these ersatz men? 
Who potty-trained them? 
Exactly!


Date written: 07/19/2020

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