Best Find Fault Poems
-rearranging the stars-
How could we agree to separation?
If you were destined to be my soulmate,
Why would we allow the stars to change our fate?
They've written in a fresh verse
Sewing in a new song, soon to be sung
The Stars are not to blame
The fault lies deep within our hearts
Like earthquakes wondering through the years
separating silicone valley of tears.
Sweeping sweet dreams far away
What has become of my day?
Today the sun sets holding on to old hope
Tears fall down a sudden slope
Now my dreams are drowning down another road
Tonight I sit under the aspen cold
Alone, no longer in search of gold
Naming nights you whispered words of love to my soul
Your love no longer speaks
Without warning, the Midas touch slowly fades
In my chest - I find fault
The sound of heartache echoes every day
Rejuvenating every crack from display
In plain sight, I search for thee
The sun -The moon -The madness -The Salton Sea
My heart no longer speaks
Everything I dream of sinks like the night
Stuck in quicksand -- the aftermath
Healing scars the aftershock left behind
Finding ways to fill the gloom
Alas bridal curtains sit silently in my room
Setting boundaries between Earth's poetic plates
Like an earthquake passing through my heart
You left like the moon, moving mountains apart
IS THERE SOMETHING YOU forgot TO TELL Me, dear
Suddenly, San Andreas Fault looks tragic from here
Until then I will hold my breath
In hopes, our Plates will meet again
By: PD
6/29/15
In a cynical realm where truth is tainted in black, rises she,
amidst whirling vortexes veiling reveries where she walks.
Yet society thrums thick skinned lies, whilst morning moon sighs in-
silence, seeing sunrise through eyes that mirror golden beauty.
Her persona resembles firm perennial petals like,
maternal warriors waltzing through wistful winds, singing the,
song of survival in loneliness through every forlorn night.
She's bestowed with selfless angels thawing wicked webs of,
time, freezing the rainbows hidden behind cloudless,
cerulean wrapped in balmy breeze blowing along cashmere climes.
She is her own sorceress with an invisible ring and
silver spells, her unbreakable spirit shines like starry
amulets of faith, sparkling across cold midnight skies.
She still composes calm symphonies in elegance and,
patience, whilst ignorant tongues concoct storms amongst all,
evil that reeks within a community that's-
ready to place names, find fault in words within the chorus of life, best,
written for the unheard voices ostracized, by merciless tunes of,
the past, where freedom fighters were left alone in the dark.
But she sprouts, like a sunflower growing in the cracks of emptiness and,
like an untamable warrior, she serves hope and love, that beams so bright.
“She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that’s best of dark and bright Lord Byron – She Walks in Beauty”
You stung me with your waspish words
Injecting poison into my very soul
Again and again with those stinging syllables
Your words buzzed around my brain
Still you flew in and continued your scathing attack
It all came so easily to you
Viscous vitriol freely flows from your foul mouth
Deeper and deeper the venom seeps
You just stood there laughing at me
Continuing the little jibes and digs
Constantly belittling me
Criticising the way I look.
Mocking everything I say and do
Telling me I’m useless
The only thing you could never find fault with was my cooking -
I trained as a cordon bleu chef
My tears no longer flow
They have dried up like my self-confidence
Finally I can take no more
So I’ve cooked up a tasty little treat for you
Added my own special spice to your curry
I sprinkled flaked almonds on the top
They should mask the taste of the cyanide
Bon Appetite!
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Silently, she lies there listening to sirens off in the distance,
On the bed where they just recently enjoyed each other’s passion.
The neighborhood dogs, barking at the noise in the night, are taken inside by their owners.
Tears streak down her cheeks knowing that never again would she make love to him.
Never again would they kiss and make up;
Never again would they laugh together until it hurt;
Never again would she stare intently into his deep, dark eyes;
Never again would she cuddle with him in the dark of the night;
Never again would he strike her in anger;
Never again would he leave bruises all over her body;
Never again would he overpower her with his brute strength;
Never again would she lie about how she got another black eye.
She loved him too much to find fault with his behavior;
Surely, somehow, she must have deserved the full force of his wrath.
She hated him too much to continue to endure the pitiful look in his eyes
As if asking, why do you allow me to treat you like a whore?
Flashing lights of blue and red reflected off the corners of the bedroom wall.
Neighbors, dressed in bathrobes, pointed the police officers to the window of her room.
The gun which pierced the silence of the night with six rapid, successive blasts
Slipped from her fingers, landing on the floor next to the lifeless body of her man.
within me dwells my essence, my soul, my breath it is my inner self untainted and uncorrupt, my identify breathed into me at birth and I am responsible for its safe journey in this life so I will learn fearlessness, steadfastness, truthfulness, unselfishness, gentleness, and cleanliness of body and mind
this is my oath and promise to the Lord above and I will carry purity in my heart, only tranquility will be spoken from my lips and only serenity will dwell within me always, and I will have no wrath, or find fault in others . . .
I will possess no greed, no hate, no conceit but be humble and silent
people will say I am calm, forgiving, modest, and show great restraint, I will find the beauty in everything ... I will study the scriptures of my religion and follow their knowledge and I will have compassion of all of the Lord's
creatures, humans, animals, birds, fish, waters, plants, forests and will
protect them from destruction with every fiber of my being, I will be kind
and giving, generous, and helpful, I will live in harmony . . .
But, most important to me, is that at the end of this journey, it will be
said, this person possessed radiance in character . . .
Sometimes I cringe when feeling the burdened need
to forgive someone who's hurt me with an odious deed.
But I cannot slink away into dark aubergine shadows
when I know it's a necessary step that I must take.
It's a Bible based principle I must never forsake.
I cannot be expected to be forgiven if I don't give pardon.
It's not God's ire that I seek or for His heart to harden
against my mistakes. I'd wish an enemy no ill-will, nor
find fault with his or her flaws, faults or their railing.
If I did, I would be the one whose mercy is failing.
Forgiveness is granted only when the askance is spoken.
It must be conveyed, not kept a thought, a mere token.
For how could anyone know of the leniency of the virtue
if it remains unspoken, hidden in aubergine shadows?
For absolution to be offered, forgiveness we must disclose.
Be it calm to the mind
for if you look and you shall find
Realms of inspirations
will billow with expectations;
from life
Find beauty in everything,
hear joy the voices that sing
Touch and be touched
to those that reach a hand
Find the love in your heart for fellow man
Find appreciation for what you have
Don’t find fault where it’s evident
Give praise to the forever present ,
and you will find
What you give out
Shall one day return on to you
Remember to choose
The golden rule
Have faith in a higher God
Don’t reach for what’s faults or odd
Don’t plunder yourself in materials things
They may only leave you empty with what they bring
Speak to your inner thoughts
Find your shining star
Life is a journey, be happy with who you are
Start
The other day I heard my friend was sad.
I met him to ask him about the reason
but, he was upset and his mood was very bad.
So I had to confine my conversation to the season
and the possibility of the advent of early spring.
I had to leave him in the existing state of his mind.
Why are we concerned about the state of somebody’s mind?
I wondered. Perhaps, we do not wish to see him appear sad.
Inherently, we want him to appear like the flowers that blossom in spring
to attract the bees and honey birds. This is the reason
why we relate all happiness to this auspicious season.
In our happiness we remember what is good and forget everything bad.
The mind, in its own way, reacts to the events, good and bad.
The behavioral pattern is a reflection of the state of the mind,
which is influenced, amongst other things, by the season.
During dull, rainy season, the mind tends to be sad
and one becomes irritated at the least pretext. The reason
why we feel happy again is the enchanting environment in spring.
Poets have written adorable verses eulogizing spring
There is happiness all around and nothing can be bad.
But, are we that blessed that there can be no reason
for any news or events to upset the state of the mind?
In a short span of time a happy person can become sad
irrespective of whatever might be the season.
If it is an icy cold, stormy night in the winter season
in stark contrast to the warm and colorful spring
and I’m holed alone in my log hut, I cannot help but feel sad.
I ruminate on my fate and wonder why my luck is so bad
I think of happy times and drive evil thoughts out of my mind,
only to increase my resistance to cold and not for any other reason.
If one is determined not to be happy, there are many reasons
to find fault with everyone and also the seasons
He sees only the negative side of things and trains the mind
to color the world in black and dampen the spirit of spring.
He fails to smell the fragrance, but smells only the odors that are bad
Thus giving him enough cause to feel very sad.
In the crevices of the mind there is some reason
For sadness to relate to the aura of the season
The spirit of spring brings happiness, while cold winter is bad.
End
"Ma, How are you?
How is dad ?
How is our sweet home and how is my room?
Ma, I know you will be waiting for me,
Dad is calling my mobile continuously,
Thanks for your love my dear,
Ma, you told me only after death a person can go to hell ,
You are wrong my dear mother,
Even after marriage a person can go to hell,
Why this wedding ceremony mother to put dad and you in debt?
You can never fulfill my in-laws because they are not humans,
They can digest money, gold and silver,
How long can you feed them?
Ma, this marriage was not for me,
But for the car, the motor bike, the jewels, the furnitures,
Because they want only those to be with them and not me,
Ma, I know how much dad struggled to make my wedding a grand success,
But my mother -in- law says his son’s life has turned a failure,
They find fault in everything I do, even if I sit or stand,
I don’t know what to do and I simply stand,
Ma, I think He doesn’t like me,
He really knows nothing about marriage or wife,
He thinks wife as a slave and a living doll for her Mom to play and hurt,
They make my body burn, bleed and sore
It is paining ma,
He needs me in night and in the mornings out of his sight,
Ma , how long to grope in darkness ,
Now I have become blind,
They in the name of marriage have bought a richest maid,
My whole body has become numb,
Ma, I am not able to feel myself,
Is this my gender curse?
Ma, but you don’t worry all my problems are going to end,
I cannot let it flow all time ,
I am going to bring a solution for this,
I know who can bring an end to this,
I have come to meet him now,
But there is a big queue ma,
No wonder ! I am going to meet him today,
Ma, only he can resolve this,
Because he created women,
This negotiation is not for my life which ended just 10 mins back,
But for my next birth,
If I have a next birth I want to be only a man,
Ma, you are still waiting for me near the doors,
Dad is still trying for my mobile,
But I will never come,
Ma, I promise you,
When I meet God I will ask only to change my sex and not my parents."
Gonna stop, and think a few
Expose what I'm committed to
Take a closer look, and see
What it is that's running me?
Let me introduce myself
Fun and friendly, hooked on health
Generous as you could wish
And considered quite a dish
Mostly happy, at times insane
Turn my back, so you can feel my pain
Hold you close when I hear thunder
Let you gaze, admire and wonder
Want me, just enough to know
You'll be there when I let go
Love being right, and, not to mention
Dammit, I adore attention!
Hopeful, sweetheart, up for fun
Tease me and I come undone
Dreamer, dancer, storyteller
Feeble, frantic, fearful fella
Peaceful, calm, warrior Prince
Get my way, judge and convince
Pretend to listen, so I can speak
Creative genius, attention freak
Worship, cherish and adore me
Scared, I let your love ignore me
Desperate, I hunt your heart down
Humiliated, foolish, clown!
Beat me up, make myself wrong
Sounds like a familiar song?
Stick in the knife, twist it around
Hold me under, gasp and drown
Soul sliced by every incision
Cuts with surgical precision
Charming, witty, eye for fashion
Stone-faced, steel eyes, no compassion
Conniving, scheming, love control
The framework built around my soul
Open-minded, guarded heart
Made self-destruction in to art
Cunning mind, I grow, and know
To deal a devastating blow
Move mountains just to help you shine
Align your goals and thoughts to mine
Love, torment, enjoy the latter
Find fault, just so I can matter
Beam in like a crystal, bright
Scare the darkness from the night
So peek inside a little more
To see who lives behind the door
Lift my mask, I'll let you see
Needy, greedy, ego feedy, me!
When you walk into this room
people are clapping without making a sound
and their heads facing the ground .
The peoples words our loud and without sound.
It's as if hate has their mouths bound.
Even though their looking at you,
they're doing this
without facing you.
This is absolutely rude,crude,
and they make you feel so displaced,
they won't even show you a drop of grace
because of your race,
and the skin on your face.
It doesn't matter what good you do,
they'll always find fault
in anything and everything that you do.
So you desperately try to prove,
what's really true about you.
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Nothing In his eyes
i'm nothing in his eyes
how did it get this way?
i gave my all, gave my best
but none the less
he choose to take my child
blindsided by the illusion of love
i though he wanted me
he make excuses about his childhood
so why would you wanna
do that to your own child
betray me in this way
i'm nothing in your eyes
no matter how hard i may try
you want another
i know you do
i wanted you
but you declare i want another
pushing me in that direction
telling other i disrespect you
its a lie you know it
you want another
but you want me to make it easy
give you a way out
a reason to leave me lonely
on skid row begging
i'm done, you pervert
i no longer seek peace between us
you don't want it anyway,
i know it, you know it
you've made that loud and clear to me
while blinding the minds of everyone else
pretending to love, all the while
showing me your true colors
and your fake light to others
i'm done, I'm nothing in your eyes
and you made sure i'm nothing
in the eyes of all men falling for your lies
Ps. why am I'm such a horrible person
why do some people see me as bad
find fault where there is none
finding error in me when i told the truth
made the effort to be righteous
not the self-centered person
many make me out to be
just mere slander, character assignation
questioning my motives in all things
make judgements based on perceive notions
with no base, without foundation
can i survive this persecution
this all out attack on my rights to exist
i'm nothing in anyones eyes
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I post my sad poesy poems on this site to share,
Writing them from my heart;
But some members make this site a nightmare,
They find fault and with their words tear apart.
Oh, all the complaining,
It stabs like a sword at my beautiful poetic soul;
A wall I am building,
Poetry needs suffering so poems I unfold.
Your hateful words but gentle feathers,
I will continue to write on forever and never stop;
Proudly of complaints, I am a big offender,
My poems and words will make your tears drop.
_____________________________
June 19, 2015
Rhyme
Poem coming soon/In the planning stage...
It's easy for me to find fault in them
Why they are so different from us all
Very hard to love, it is somewhat grim
Just listen and hear their dissenting brawl
The the Holy Spirit spoke from within
Love others deeply; love covers their sins
Red covered my face showing my chagrin
Help me Holy Spirit to let love win
1 Peter 4:8
New International Version
Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.
New Living Translation
Most important of all, continue to show deep love for each other, for love covers a multitude of sins.
English Standard Version
Above all, keep loving one another earnestly, since love covers a multitude of sins.
Berean Study Bible
Above all, love one another deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.
Zoos were once only despicable cages
Where animals were teased and taunted to rages
For the amusement of the ignoramuses
Who were not as smart as the hippopotamuses.
But the modern zoos are a different story
Where the residents live in freedom and glory.
Only the naysayers most pessimistic
Could find fault with the naturalistic
Conditions in which pampered animals abide,
Well fed and cared for. No need is denied.
Each species is given an ideal space
To live there in luxury and no enemy face.
Woodland Park Zoo in Seattle, an hours drive away
Is a great place to go on a bright summer's day.
It's a beautiful park and magnificent zoo,
And the best place to go for a bag of zoo do.
Written for Zoo contestFirst place