Best Egoistic Poems
The world is full of fools’ theory
Listening to them I feel weary.
Such egoistic heads tell not to worry
And at our back talk oscillatory
Bad about us, creating a crematory
Where they bury their own glory.
They have a bad attitude of sanatory
Coward, showy, deceitful, predatory.
The world is full of fools’ theory
Listening to them I feel weary.
I too had such a mad hoary
Who was ready with an itinerary,
Where all bad & deceit come corollary
As she had a base habit of obfuscatory.
She knew less concepts contemporary
And thought herself vital primary.
The world is full of fools’ theory
Listening to them I feel weary.
Would always ask if I hunky-dory?
We knew those emotions were vapory –
Happy, then sad, angry then nugatory!
Her emotions changed as witch’s allegory,
Hate, spurn, prune are her favourite mandatory:
Now singly fights with colleagues hortatory;
Alas! Does not know her faults & category.
Listening to them I feel weary.
Would always ask if hunky-dory?
At first I tried to be a promontory
So that I can save her crematory;
Blind with pride, less corroboratory,
She spurned me having derogatory.
Now also I pity her as she is a hoary
But wish she improves her oratory.
The narcissistic eye ogles itself in the glass;
Which egoistic orgy well paints Man's greed.
His self-elevating smiles mirrors easily prove
As crude hungers only selfish deeds can feed.
And so do you still continue to wonder why
Conceited doctors thrive while patients die.
You know the inscrutable reason lawyers grin,
All the way to the bank as grimey outlaws win.
The grim riders who usurp others' right of way
Typify paedophiles who maul wee infant souls.
And barbarian cops firing shots at calm folks,
Subtly tell the cold despot's vainglorious goal.
Do not look far to behold villainous monsters
Who top filthy lists of most-wanted gangsters,
When you daily spot many self-serving priests
With Bible-like Kalashnikovs and soiling wrists.
In our most common dispositions you'll note,
Ugly human gluttonies of every cannibal sort.
I hear subtle whispers
Within the ringing of my ears
I see the world awakening
From the slumber deep within
I feel a new way coming
It's slipping through the trees
Maybe it's just the whispers
Riding effortlessly
On the breeze
Maybe just the beginning
Of everlasting love
Maybe it's your hands
Coming down from above
I do not know the future
Nor will I even guess
But I do know change is coming
To the egoistic man.
R.K.H
Can you live forever?
Why feel you are
Over another
When you're not
Their creator and provider
Just because you're in your prime.
I can't make you feel less
But won't make you
Feel above me either
Variety is the spice of life
Why disparaging another?
Like Jesus said;
Do unto others, as you want others to do unto you.
If it hasn't been done to you
If it's wrong or draining
You'll think it's right or rejuvenating
Trust me, it's crazy
When you're the victim
It cripples or makes you lazy
Leaving you vulnerable and devastated.
I was little
and my world was biggest than my fantasy
but now
I'm becoming old; getting older
and my world is getting smallest than my thinking!
Ego is the fire cloths against wise soul
Only trivial one becomes egoistic!
-CTG, BD
Egoistic world
The world need peace
Our generation need no more wars
Allow our children to grow
We love freedom we need it
We can't be less than what we are
Let the world to be for all
Everyone is important
Stop killing the planet
The world need peace
Egoistic world
The cost of freedom
Must not Cost a life time
We can do better for the next generation
We must not be a shame
We deserve to be remembered
As a generation of love
So please use your powers to
Heal the broken heart
Oh you men so egoistic
Save the guns and tanks of destruction
And help make our planet a better home
For us all