Best Action And Reaction Poems
...or just thoughts
I just want to create
I guess that’s it, just create
Money does not move me
Fame? Why do people want fame?
Glory? I build in obscurity.
Legacy? How can the dead enjoy?
I just want to create
Just to see it grow
To see it go from nothing to something
Not because of sunlight
Not because of nature
Because of me
Is that wrong?
I guess it is a little vain
I know all things are vanity
But, these are my thoughts
Wrong thoughts, maybe
They are MY imperfect thoughts
I just want to create
Cause and effect
Action and reaction
Thought and fruition
It seems simple
Too simple, to some
They want more
Some verbose explanation
Some critical reason
It is not that complex
I just want to create
I guess that’s it, just create
My final argument has to be the coda
but it has not been good for me
I cant keep fizzing like a can of soda
like a tepid tea is what I have to be
It is hard to accept that I am the captain
no matter the situation I am going through
and work harder for what is going to happen
and don't allow any jerk to make me blue
But the fact is that I have the reins
to control the horse I want to ride
and I can go farther, beyond the plains
It is about being proactive, not about pride ?
Right View, Intention, Speech, Action, Livelihood, Effort, Mindfulness, Meditation
May we always clear our eyes so we may see clear
May we always put out the best intention beginning with our mind
May we speak only in a tongue free of slander and lies
May we act in a way that speaks volumes of our altruism
May we choose a livelihood that is in harmony with our soul
May we always find it in us to create the effort to better
ourselves
May we always be mindful of others and how we treat
them
May we choose meditation as a vehicle to self exploration and healing.
May we always seek the light without rebuking the darkness in us, for they are all part of one and the same
in the great tapestry of action and reaction
we need to accept ourselves and others just as we are.
Namaste
The stern sun frowns and mocks
At the hide and seek of creatures sly
In the dunes of the wide sandy stretch ;
One chases the other with survival shocks ,
While the wheeling winged vultures fly,
Viewing the supine, torn and scattered wretch
Being bitten or pecked in wild hunger,
With grunts and screeches to feel stronger .
The arid air greets the cacti hostile,
And the invisible , bleary blanket of heat
Envelopes, scorching and parching all through
The land of dying hope and dead smile ;
No shelter nor a hide anyhow to retreat ;
In light or in the dark , every meek move
Finds anxious uncertainty haunt with disdain,
Leaving no choice : breathe or abstain .
An awful aroma and fragrance dense
Fills the woodland and the thicket thickset ;
Whispering leaves and the avian melody
Back up the anxious roars, and chatters intense ;
Any venture ends up in sigh and fret ;
Living is reduced to a receding parody ;
Might is right, and success a chance ,
And futile, pangs flow in resonance .
Round the lake is the overgrown greenery --
A meadow of reeds and creeper- brace
Looking over the peeping lilies that smile ;
The large remnant mirrors the cosmic scenery
To make up for the missing trace --
A little domain to live in , the while ;
The spell of croaks and chirps in tune
Enlivens it's own ethos with the croon.
The cruel and crafty hunters of prey,
Wait to pounce on creatures indolent ;
Often the seeker is sought unawares as victim ;
And the run goes on night and day,
With a blend of action and reaction silent ;
No order nor method prim : just so grim !
The realm with space and possession is null ,
The impulsive spirit of life goes dull..!
February 5 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Leviticus 16-18
Key Verse– Leviticus 17:5 To the end that the children of Israel may bring their sacrifices, which they offer in the open field, even that they may bring them unto the LORD…
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY OFFERINGS’ BLESSER
Lord God, You are the Blesser of my offerings
While You accept me before Your mercy seat
Thank You for forgiving my sins that cause my spiritual defeat
As I repent from vain pursuits of futile treat…
Help me present my life before You, and receive Your divine revival heat.
Lord God, You are the Blesser of my offerings
While You smell my prayer’s sweet incense
Thank You for reproving my bad testimony that disregards Your presence
As I repent from remaining in evil influence-essence…
Help me saturate my soul in Your holiness-effervescence.
Lord God, You are the Blesser of my offerings
While You cleanse me fully
Thank You for dealing with my confessed iniquities I admit honestly
As I repent from wandering in the wilderness of selfishness vainly…
Help me put on my service-garments of Your righteousness daily.
Lord God, You are the Blesser of my offerings
While You speak unto me Your commandment
Thank You for sanctifying my heart from worldly defilement
As I repent from sojourning in discontentment…
Help me bring my desires into Your favour toward my fulfillment.
Lord God, You are the Blesser of my offerings
While You approve me by Your compassion-filled sacrifice
Thank You for checking my thoughts of imagination’s device
As I repent from not meditating Your truth of great price…
Help me submit my mind to Your guiding advice.
Lord God, You are the Blesser of my offerings
While You instruct me to walk in Your ordinances
Thank You for rebuking my proud performances
As I repent from compromising with humanistic glances…
Help me value my inheritance that Your wisdom enhances.
Lord God, You are the Blesser of my offerings
While You guard me against confusion
Thank You for leading me to Your will for my sincere devotion
As I repent from committing displeasing action and reaction…
Help me keep my faith to do my part in Your great commission.
February 5, 2023
Through experience, we find knowledge, wisdom, and patience. Think carefully about each step you take, for each
movement is vital not only to your own path, but to the universal duality of action and reaction. Though these vital
progressions often consist of mistakes that cannot be undone, they can certainly be countered and redeemed by
future acts. With this in mind, go- and don't fret over past mistakes. Instead, embrace these mistakes; for it is
through these mistakes that we gain mother earths most valuable lessons; lessons of:
Peace.
Love.
Unity.
Respect.
Far and wide, the human eye denies the lies of our logic, and this ill sense of pride we feel is leading us further from
the light of truth. Those of us that still feel this truth- the dreamers- must fight for justice, and win back the future of
our blinded tribe. Seek truth, question authority, and never give up on yourself. Come hell or high water, we will
fight through the end, and we will fight not for prides sake, but rather for our morals sake- for the sake of future
generations, not these opposing blind obligations. For the sake of humanity and all that it has fought for, we will not
allow any more. The human spirit must marry peace, and remain with it until death do us part.
I am Goddess _ I have created myself sexless _ therefore I am neither he, she, or it.
I am called upon by many; however, the names you have given me are out of your need to express dominance_ for power is an unnecessary illusion driven by the lust to control. Control does not exist in the realm of unity.
I am neither good nor bad _ there is only action and reaction as-a-result of motion and emotion.
I have created myself formless _ therefore I am neither here nor there.
Upon your beck and call, I come to you in the image of your own comfort _ therefore you will recognize me.
I speak in every language, at-all-times _ therefore, you will only hear a sound when I am in motion as Life forms and reforms. There is never a quiet moment in the life continuum. There are those who constantly hear me even though I, myself am noiseless.
I am never at rest _ therefore, you will only see me in increments of momentary time.
I am colorless _ therefore, what you see is the residue of my past, which marks the spot of my future present, as I cycle and recycle in endless motion.
You may think I am beholding you and that you hear my voice, Nay! It is only the power of your thinking and your desire to remember me.
I am Goddess. I am Life. I am Continuous.
***09012020
Man's transgressions of nature's order unpunished couldn't remain for long!*
© Demetrios Trifiatis
08 January 2018
* Think of the natural law of cause and effect, of action and reaction.
Slips or mistakes may be pardoned, your faults have to be chastised.
When the time comes, people’s butchers should not ever look surprised.
Our General* fought for thousands of martyrs in Syria
And Iraq, so his blood equals them, this should be realized.
Eye for eye? Only one has to be cut up? His murderers,
All, everywhere on earth, shall be before the world’s eyes capsized.
Do not whine! No one pities you. Countless thousands you murdered.
Their defendant, our General, you savagely terrorized.
One who eats melon should face up the ensuing shakes and chill.
You’ve made your bed, now lie in it. It’s all you yourselves devised.
It’s Newton’s third law of motion† which you can call ‘tit for tat’.
You’ve murdered the destroyer of the ISIS 'you' organized.
We’re merciless to men’s butchers! You have to be vaporized.
You won’t be left to be alive, you by blood so brutalized.
1.16.2022
To Jake Sullivan, the US National Security Advisor to Joe Biden, who defends these prostitutes
* General Soleimani
† Action and Reaction
No comments, please!
Restore our good juice bar
That is not so far,
Tax free
Our yellow taxi
And only for me,
Be careful with
Green sponsor Fantomas:
Mass!
Miss you!
Beast...
And insist -
We can play and must
Fast
Be in the cinema
And pass
All their casting
And everlasting
Action and reaction
For all important -
It is my portrait -
And real things...
And news,
Views,
New companies -
Muse!
Love me!
Be patient and want
To be even the James Bond,
Drive Honda -
Back to Hollywood
Where our friends stay in the wood
And drink very fresh...
Food,
Eat,
Meet,
Papers, sandwiches,
Many languages,
Don't hesitate -
It is not mistake!
To be an artist of the new wave!
And start to dance in the new rain,
Because it is the main
Sense:
To sing and dance
In the high
Beautiful mountains
And smile,
Again try
Our slalom,
Sky
And sunny life!
I am the weakness,
the curling finger,
the ignorant past,
the now where the future lingers.
I am the instrument,
the vice that grips,
the low and behold,
the foot that slips.
I am the body,
I own the mind,
I am the result, the consequence, the action and reaction,
I am the lost soul,
the spirit left behind.
I am the truth to some,
and to others the lie,
I am the death,
survived by life.
It’s a journey to be reconciled with the past,
especially when one’s life still carries the wound;
it’s like a running sore that permeates the soul,
a gigantic barrier, an impediment in any way.
God’s promise, “The light shines in the darkness,
and the darkness did not overcome it.” True!
Comparatively, some shades of darkness
have to be cleared and dispelled in one’s heart
the revealing darkness that symbolizes pain,
closed windows that block God’s blessing.
Well, it’s a metaphor to the so-called ‘wound’
a kind of silhouette that’s difficult to mirror
a kind of misfortune that ruins disposition.
It’s hard to believe those who’re with God,
those who teach about love and respect,
yet, it’s a tragedy to see them on the contrary
because they live with hypocrisy and irony.
This is what I feel as I welcome the New Year,
mired in hope that someday healing takes place
such a great deal that needs love and understanding
that life may be whole again with a heart that cares.
The throbbing verses of cultures
Chronicled as part of history
the reality gives meaning;
it's a pathway to move along,
a commitment to future dream,
a response to what is ideal.
Addressed as a piece of literature
the struggles involved with one another.
It's a life of experience that forms,
a historical menu to savor,
an enormous task to fulfill.
Lived as a language I best hear
with silence and profound meaning;
It's a human action and reaction,
a point to what we're here for;
being called to serve -
a measure to Christian perfection.
Proclaimed as a gospel of inspiration,
with diversity of cultures
that runs through this generation,
its texture, zest and color,
aptly describes, "we're one nation."
Being grateful for various reasons
with different contexts and situations.
They're hallmarks to great civilization;
with the continuing growth amid some afflictions,
a message of hope, worthy of revelation.
Prevented by chains of numeric organization
Ready for more but only stuck in contemplation
Just like a soldier told “Stay at your station”
Liberty and justice, now that’s a sensation
Life is hard but they hardly know my situation
My brain reaches panic due to this unjust nation
No reason to give up just told to be at ease
Calmness soothes, but causes time to freeze
Action and reaction, time to break this chain
Analyze, critique, sit and watch in pain
Bleakness and some turmoil come eat at the soul
Trying to start but stuck already on hold
Why or how, are but just some of the inquiries
Is my life going to always be stuck in this misery?
Bide your time, they say patience is a virtue
But waiting only does so much, it may just hurt you
Sip softly come drown your sorrows
Might as well who knows if there even is a tomorrow
Thieving and lying answering the devil’s call
Open arms ready to catch you right when you fall
No papers or numbers considered insignificant
Ride this train called life and look you’re diligent
Endurance is without a doubt the key to success
You can keep going as long as you have that thump in your chest
3 2 1 time to come to an end
Maybe I will drop more stories some time again
In between the start and the end
Our heart's intent, to God we bend
Granting pulse of love our consent
That thus mind, body and soul blend
By simply following love’s scent
For pure souls, assured is ascent
As divine bliss beats grant traction
We see God's light, luminescent
Futile's action and reaction
Save bliss, where lies satisfaction
Throbbing within when we be still,
Sidestepping ego distraction
Bow down oh hermit, to God’s will
That voids within, on their own fill
Innate awareness self-aware
Feels within, soma nectar spill
Love enabled, for all souls care
Same inside out, joy freely share
In timeless time, God’s truth is known
With the universe, gently pair
09-November-2022
Exuberance bobs, bops and bounces
on a trampoline of joyous elation.
Its riff a catchy refrain
that sticks in the brain,
prods and pokes receptive minds
into action and reaction.
Like a buoy rocking on waves,
to and fro,
up and down,
side to side,
Just can't sit still,
all aflame and glowing,
sparking with joyous jubilation.