Best Civilisations Poems
Labyrinth of Sighs
Wondering through a labyrinth of sighs
More platitudes with attitudes that never question why
A litany of afterthoughts about where we go when we die
An emboldened range of rude retorts refuting the reasons why I cry
A canon blazing wartime over a century ago
The night sky spent stargazing, wondering what we really know
A multinational conglomerate just phasing out more duplicitous advertisements that “flow”
A hungry orphan on a street corner, with nowhere else to go
Self-aggrandising promotion everywhere I seem to look
The wealthy uprising causing commotions, celebrities writing books
A typhoon on the island coast, Turkey on the day the earth shook
A morbid day that hurts the most,
An undignified Capatalist crook
The arrogant certainty of western superiority
The way the monotony forms around typecast minorities
The precedence of material goods conspiring to take global priority
The contradictions of individualism that consume the vast majority
The medical anomalies and surgical advancements
The incredible atrocities of cosmetic enhancements
A formidable ferocity of genetics and semantics
An incredible philosophy of frenetic theological pedantics
A sincere gaze of solidarity into another persons eyes
A mere phase of different polarities that use scientific graphs to signify
A Purple Haze of creative improvisational genius that cannot be quantified
A confused daze of inconvenience as another witness is proven to have lied
Returning to the central point of a theoretical discourse
Concerning a fundamental joint possible hypothetical recourse
A burdened soldier after war suffering the agony of remorse
An ancient boulder from the shores of civilisations geographic historical course
A curious mathematician, an inspiring original think
The spurious contradictions of a political candidate on the brink
A furious proposition concerning a scandalously placed eye wink
Human connectivity and the endless search for the missing link
Copywright Elizabeth Moroz
She is the mother place of all humanity.
From her womb was birthed the first man.
The first self aware and inventive beast,
Standing erect, carrying tools of his own invention.
Science tells us that in the beginning....
All men were black of skin, Negroid of features,
With very limited amounts of body hair.
Befitting of the Continent that bore them.
Great civilisations rose and fell on her bosom.
In Egypt, Kush, Ethiopia, Somalia, Ghana,
While cities like Khartoum, Axum and Timbuktu rose,
We pale-skinned peoples were still living in caves.
Remember Stanleyville and Leopoldville and Carthage.
Remember Rhodesia, Zaire and Zimbabwe. Remember.
Tribes, not nations, in Rwanda, Sudan, Chad, at war.
Little peace, if any, protects the innocent and weak.
Still, the peoples are joyful and positive in outlook.
The Fishermen of Eritrea and Capetown, laugh for the fish.
The Masai, since the dawning of time, are cattlemen.
While Ethiopia is home to the oldest continuous Christian church.
Africa is a land no man may conquer but all men desire.
A continent where desert sands or jungles easily swallow,
And digest entire civilisations, leaving only scant traces.
I cannot but love the Continent and its inhabitants.
They sailed from ports
From Europe's past
To Ancient Civilisations
How long would they last
Genoa, Santander
To name just two
Galleons, traders
Who helped who
Distant lands
So far from their home
Indigenous tribes
Whose kings they'd dethrone
Aztec and Inca
Civilisations iconic
Along came the white man
Chronic
Pillaged for riches
To send back home
To fat bellied monarchs
Whose throne's groaned
Indigenous culture
Stripped from their land
Preached new culture
Forced to understand
Great civilisations
Of this planets past
With wanton greed
Would never last
Civilisations modern
Whose next on the list
New Guinea tribes
White mans twist
To look back
At the carnage thrust
White mans greed
Was their only must
For all the lands
Who felt their sting
White man came, took everything
" Inspired by Midnight Oil "
Villanelle : Nations barely survive the turbulence of international events
Nations barely survive the turbulence of international events
Yet end up like interpersonal relations with other nations
Nations rise and fall yet some hardly ever merit compliments
What great Luxuor grandeur falls now to Egyptian peasants
The glory of five thousand years broken by Arab civilisations
Nations barely survive the turbulence of international évents
What great good from just Asoka’s illustrious achievements
Held Hindu sub-continent together through Muslim invasions
Nations rise and fall yet some hardly ever merit compliments
What great Aristotelian tutorship of Alexander’s managments
Kept the shores of Peloponnese free of Xerxes’s Zoroastrians
Nations barely survive the turbulence of international events
What great King Wen’s hexagrams and King Wu’s comments
Inform the sacrifices of Mao’s Long March peregrinations
Nations rise and fall yet some hardly ever merit compliments
Do nations come together only to blow asunder fundaments
Nations apart every life deserves equal rights and conditions
Nations barely survive the turbulence of international events
Nations rise and fall yet some hardly ever merit compliments
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
A Martyr
No heading to a quiet peaceful one world,
Civilisations in name of development,
Producing the deadliest,
aiming towards end of human race....
You kill me, I kill you,
I defeat and conquer,
Souls tranquil rest in grace,
While no living ponder....
When patriotism asks for a price,
the price is a valuable human life ...
Father's elderly shoulders bear his weight,
A mother's affection melts into her eyes,
When brother's heart simmers on low flame,
And inconsolable sister silently cries,
His loving wife longing to meet,
sits on his coffin, draped in white,
Little arms that embraced around his neck,
hold fire to lit the father's pyre,
Warmth of brimming human emotions,
dumped in cold blooded patriotic ice...
A martyr
By own species...
Patriotism,
A dedication or
a frenzied outburst ?
Boundaries and freedom
Be mere words...
Man against man
Be not ultimate weapon...
A land that no one owns,
is that for what we fight?
Defence or brutal sentiment of war,
is there no looking beyond this sight?
Written Sept 21st, 2016
By Dr. Upma A. Sharma
Moved by Inhumane killing of brave Uri Indian soldiers across Kashmir loc
Manipulation
Doctrines, Orders, at times, Education
Aim to accomplish manipulation!!
Message permanently caged in store;
Is a hand working puppet from the core!!
You either learn to change your mind
Or learn to change your humankind!!
Civilisations that we blindly receive
Humanities will permanently bereave!!
Claptrap compels you to avidly learn:
“Boy, good Titles are a thing to earn,”
On split boots, bendy legs then stagger
Weighed down by on-the-job blabber!!
Nay, clever and lively children we bear
Till by controls at School learn to fear!!
And, many cartoons that on TV feature
Educate infantile minds to fear nature!!
For, with a villain’s loud, eerie growl
Tells minds that evils are on the prowl!!
Invariable evils, minds they manipulate
To fear Good and Villains to emulate!!!
JM
13th March 2014
Everything that is created one day becomes extinct with His manifestation.
For billions and millions of years forests, rivers, valleys, mountains and civilisations,
Completed a cycle, suffered a long periodic destruction and depredation.
Animals and birds became extinct for new phoenixes to be born as per His ordination.
Time and energy cannot be destroyed, they can only be transformed to enter
Into the sunken seeds under sod, and a Noah to render life on this planet once again.
Material world periodically becomes barren and devastated like hibernation in winter,
The sun rises to a new golden age and the sod sees sprouts bloom in their domain.
January 5, 2016
Contest: Extinction
Sponsor: Anthony Slausen
Penny pincher,
Sleeps on the edge of time,
Dreams of ancient civilisations,
How old is he,
How old is he,
He thought someone in the modern world loved him the other day,
No she's baiting me,
They'll kill me for sure,
Where are his people,
Where are his people,
Why do they treat him so bad,
The modern ones,
He calls it another damned day,
When he wakes up,
Alone and the alcohol isn't strong enough anymore,
How poor,
How poor.
A simple pickle is the essence of life’s journey,
The recipe of a very experienced granny,
Who has put for the test of our taste bud,
emotions we all taste from cradle to mud!
Have you ever tried a lemon pickled sauce?
With salt, jaggery, chilli fried with lime chops!
The tongue is treated to a host of delights,
takes your culinary experience to new heights!
The lime is the sourness that we all know,
When heartbroken in life and lost in love,
The chilli is the anger that grows deep in us,
When we lack understanding and forgiveness!
Jaggery is that ancient mellowed sweetness,
That brings us cheer that we call happiness!
And Salt added to remind us of its potential,
For survival of species on Earth, it’s essential!
one more secret ingredient not listed before,
The bitterness of fenugreek from the core,
sprinkled into the mixture in a small measure,
Like life’s resentments so we value pleasure!
So in a simple home made granny pickle,
The wisdom of several civilisations trickle,
When you hold a spoon of pickle in hand,
You have all of life’s emotions to understand!
Date written 20/02/2020
4th placement
Pickle Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Nina Parmenter
Spare the noose - let one live!
Just moments and life's gone,
for the lives one hack
and for it never to come back!
Isn't justice flawed with 'glee' to adorn?
The noose has a strong say
and so do the bullet!
Can one take a call with ballet,
to snatch a beautiful life away?
So easy to take than to give -
easy to take a tooth for a tooth
and eye for an eye ! Won't it soothe,
to keep a person alive?
If a single person's decision
that took life is wrong,
so, will be - a collective throng!
Can justice be seen in 'retaliation'?
Civilisations claim to civilise -
by deliberately inflicting pain
and causing agony only to gain!
How is it an attempt to harmonise?
Taking life by force in a system,
meticulously planned
and with the gallows manned -
Who rests authority for any such dictum?
Rules are guidelines laid by the man,
for the man - for humanity to steer,
itself to sheer and for some to fear!
Gives no right to kill - ain't it time to ban?
And how qualified, a Judge,
to ascertain the quantum?
Doesn't outcomes of a post-mortem,
reveal their susceptibility to fudge?
What is travesty, if this is not?
In a civil world with respect for life,
survival - a day-to-day strife!
Isn't this for sure - an ugly face of human rot?
Life formed is by its own will,
from Life by life's own choice,
and not by any fancy voice!
Why plague it with collective ill?
Look at corrective steps instead,
even incarceration till death,
or community service till end cometh!
Kill for a kill will only make hatred spread!
Executing executions even on ones own self,
when all the wrongs to right with might,
fall flat on the face and not worth a fight!
Won't condoning surge from deep within the 'Self'?
Find space in thy heart to forgive!
Religion that imparts killing as a tool,
of course paves way to 'paradise for a fool'!
Can't retributive justice be seen by letting one live?
This is as easy as I can say......
This is all I can give away........
This is how it goes bad in many ways!
In the near future there will be
Someone new found in a field
You will not know from where she came
She'll not have a name
She will walk a line you see
Over and over, constantly!
Then they'll lock her up to see
What exactly she intends to be?
They'll only know what she lets them see
There's something else out there you see......
Your history shows how you've evolved
But yet violence and death still reign free
Many eyes have seen your souls
Many spies have been and told
How you break nature's rules
But there's a balance that can't be fooled
There are civilisations in the deep black sky
Civilisations that you can't see with your eyes
Some would end all human life
Some defend your rights to life
But, when you outstay your own time
A force of nature will draw a line!
A force of nature that can control your tides
A force of nature that can kill your minds
What? You don't believe me?????
This is the truth, really, honestly!
You will not know her name
You will bow to her reign
A force of nature's coming don't you see?
One day soon here she'll be.
We are in a dome of
perpetual instability.
Relative to our density.
With an unimaginable
brain capacity feeding on
ideal types made by
mentally unstable
thinkers which can never
be met cos de human
quest for power,
wisdom advancement is
never fulfilled......
What if de world was
never found, never
existed? What if there is
no God? What if we
are invaders of dis
paradise of an earth and
we are destroying it
every second with our
very existance with our
very breath of life.
With our earth rambling
development. What if
our intel on human life
and mother nature is
wrong? What if we are
deviants of the natural
way of life? What if we
are de animals, not de
monkeys and lions but
we humans. Monkeys
and lions kill for
protection and to survive
but
humans survive to kill. To
kill far greater
things dan we can
imagine. Killing thousands
of acres of virgin forests
with thier whole
civilisations just to prove
we can and leave a
monument of our
stupidity. What we can't
control is bad, wat we
can becomes our slaves.
We are on a path to self
destruction. The
funny thing is everybody
can see it coming
but there is nothing they
can do about it..
The driver, shopkeeper, sweeper remains the same
What changes is the colour, costume, language
Somewhere respect, somewhere neglect
Somewhere love, somewhere hatred
Somewhere master, somewhere servant
Somewhere hostility, somewhere attraction
Somewhere tranquility, somewhere restlessness
Everything decreases with increasing marginal utility
And it meets the silent horizon
All changes soon
No certainty of the future
Man exists in the past and the present
Civilisations too melt into dust
Soul captures the reality
And preserves it as monuments of untarnished artifacts
The imperishable pearl.
Colour Tree
When I look into a diamond what do I see
A thousand different colours shining back at me
The crystallisation has compounded to be
An answer to a universal question that we can never be free
To exist in this life we must all come together to understand why the blue is to red and the green is the colour of a solitary pea.
Many civilisations believe that the colour means the animal or insect then the higher decree
A life processing all of these things you’d think by now that new species would direct us to understand why the black and the yellow stripes are on a bumble bee
The mystery of colours is all around for you to see but don’t mistake a fallen apple to the ones that are in the tree.
The Incorrigible Gods
Thunder Rain Storm Earthquake Tsunami
We the Gods are angry with mankind!
Noah, build an arc and save the species!
Oh Gods why destroy if to be built again?
We want to see your will power and creativity
Bored are we of the same routine.
Attack Fire Shoot Blast Blow Up
We the Gods are angry with your peace!
Jesus Mohammed Buddha Krishna Nanak go!
Oh Gods was it necessary to wipe out civilisations?
Spread peace teach the world to sacrifice and love
We want more firebrands more fire in souls for salvation
Poverty Grief Illness Homeless Abandoned
We the Gods are restless if we are inactive!
Mother Teresa Bhagat Puran Singh serve!
Oh Gods why create such situations in the first place?
You make and break, create and destroy. Manufacturing defect?
Please upgrade your software before we all go crazy!
December 31, 2015
Contest: The Gods Must Be Crazy
Sponsor: John Lawless