Best Epigram Poems
I try on words
Like hats and shoes
To see which look
Best fits my muse.
7/30/20
Poem of the Day
August 1st, 2020
There is some pain involved
But the experience
Is to die for
***
FEELINGS
Feelings,
Masters of my destiny
Lords of my life
Strength of my dreams
Instigators of my actions
Burning fire you are
Consuming my whole
Being:
My heart
My mind
My soul
My spirit,
As you relentlessly
Demand:
To be conceived
To be formulated
To be understood
To be expressed!
A Herculean task it is,
I swear,
Such an enterprise,
For how one could ever
Constrain, you, the unconstrained
And mold you into:
Phonemes
Syllables
Words
Phrases
Sentences
And still, retain
Your explosive
Dynamism?
No language exists,
So vast
So deep
So accurate
So supple
As to pay justice,
To your intensity
To your desire
To your beauty
To your love!
Thus, having no
Alternative,
I turn to the only language
There is,
The one that the
Cosmos speaks,
And
The universe alone
Comprehends:
The language of
Harmony,
That we humans
POETRY name
BUT
Even then
To describe you
I AM UNABLE!
©Demetrios Trifiatis
28 January 2013
Patience
Is the wise charioteer that holds the bridles of the impetus
For
To guide us safely over the hurdles of recklessness and haste!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
12 April 2021
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A sky without birds ~
Is a poem without words
11/9/2019
My thirst for undying love I wished to quench
Drinking from the source of your enviable lips
Few droplets of nectar my soul was able to sip
That ample were though my craving to eclipse!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
24 NOVEMBER 2014
As I ponder my weak bladder, you see.
I travel around the corner from thee.
Be careful if around the corner you go.
Please for your sake, watch for yellow snow.
With,
Each breath I take,
An
Additional reason, I find
For
Thee to thank, my Lord!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
10 MARCH 2015
When I die
I won't need my eyes.
When we stirred the pot
Mum pulled out the wooden spoon
Help me, oh Lord,
The soul you have entrusted me with,
As pure as possible to Thee,
With
My last breath, to surrender!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
10 March 2015
What you think you know,
Is deadlier than what you don't.
***
Wine ferrets out the truth
Or so it is reputed
Like that which it seeks
Wine works best -- undiluted
Poetry:
Universe's ideal conception of harmony and beauty
Recited
By the rhythmic beat of the poet's heart, inspired by
The divine!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
04 December 2020
Potential is a most tantalizing Hypocrite
Views the toil of Accomplishment and quits