Best Centers Poems
Lifeless hiring centers
look upon papers and not people
Hated for not having a coin,
who you are is ignored.
Your family hates you for being poor
rather than loving who you are.
The soul despised society does oppress.
People's eyes blinded by greed does bind them in endless slavery.
Towers, new or old,
Stay grounded, slim or fat,
Draped bright or in mold,
Wearing hats, fancy or plain flat,
For some masquerade never to end.
Towers, tall or short,
Gaze below, gleefully or brooding,
Around their feet, mobility like in field of sport,
low humming in parking lots and malls, intruding,
Upon the silence of a peaceful sunset.
Towers, lively or dull,
Bear the midday sun drilling their wrinkles,
Sulking morbidly like some numbskull.
One day older, by the time a star twinkles.
Urban life drenched in various colours from dawn to dusk.
(Written in a parking lot of an urban center, while waiting for my son to finish work)
Mind is composed of multiple centers
catches many centers' voices at a time
concentrated centered Soul
just hears and enjoys being 'NIRVIKAR'.
There’s something to be said
for the local practitioner
Whose phone is not answered
by an East Asian call center
It’s nice knowing what you hear
is what you get
Unlike when Abhimanyu says
‘Hi. My name's Brett.’
Anyone who is anybody or has traveled at all in the Midwest
Knows about Crown Center, its beauty is the ultimate test
They deck it out with beauty in the winter, honoring Christmas
It is a December sight that children from four states often like the best.
G-ruesome
I-nfection's
L-ink
B-rutally
E-mploys
R-isk's
T-errible
K-ind
E-ven
I-f
T-he
H-ealth
C-enters
H-ave
E-nough
S-uccor
T-o
E-radicate
R-abid
T-hreat
O-f
N-astiness
Topic: Birthday of poet Gilbert Keith Chesterton (May 29)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic