Best Humiliations Poems
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He is her knight in shining armor in all angles and sight…
He has all the courage to go and ask her hand,
From the woman’s father who’s well-known as a noble man;
Words of humiliations, he swallows them all,
He is a commoner but his love for her is so true and pure.
Despite their opprobrium, he keeps fighting for his great love,
In a humble way, he begs for her parents’ blessings
knocking their wooden heart;
Bowing before her father… he implores…
Making faithful promises to keep forevermore.
His heart of gold and few hectares of land
enough dowries he can give,
all for his dearest one.
For she’s their only daughter,
their lovely princess
very precious,
and so pretty-she really is.
The suitor’s words are passionate, fervent and firm,
The man is so adamant, he still refuses him,
His words continue…spewing cogent powers…
Finally melts her mother’s heart---
His struggles to win her and be both blessed will soon be over,
He’ll surely conquer for his love is so great proven to last forever.
Sept. 17, 2013 9.25 pm
©2013by Leonora Galinta
First Place
Contest: Epic Only
Judged: 9/24/2013
Sponsor: Greatest Poet PD
Ninth Place
Contest: In Honor of Painter Charles Haigh Wood & His Painting
Judged: 10/1/2013
Sponsor: Poet Isaiah Zerbst
I can’t be a human being
All efforts went fruitless.
‘Being Human’ is now
A day dream !
I turned into a stormy wind – a tempest
Destroyed nature, devasted biodiversity
Killed animals brutally.
I transformed into a goblin,
Feared to look at my shadow
Feared to face myself,
Always kept myself inside mask !
I’m a wretch humanity, they say.
Now I’m roaming hesitatingly
In quest of peace, in quest of Utopia !
People say me, ‘Mr Brutus !’
Sorrows and sufferings are now my parents,
Pains, lamenting and humiliations
Are my kiths and Kins,
Woe is my wife,
Myself is non-entity element !
I did not drench myself in moonlight
Did not look at the blue sky
Did not keep my environment clean and green.
Below the boughs of inferiority Complex tree,
I am now shedding ceaseless tear !
I’am a hatred and lost star
A falling comet that still shines
Trying to exist !
I’m 26. Gone to old, faded in bold
How do I start my story?
My predicament ignites in fury
Too busy making money
Tell me if cash ever makes you happy?
Where do I find my passion?
I need something to forget oblivion
I’m too scared to miss out
Call me trigger happy, my body’s in drought
I am reaching for intimacy
Share a bed with someone, un-cuff me
I’m jaded, ignition has faded
You tell me you miss me
With spooning, you seem itchy
There is no point in trying
Thanks to robotics I’m surviving
Swipe right and build a conversation
A stranger on tinder to fill the desperation
I am done with pretensions
I am 26 and I’m letting go of future humiliations
Don’t let me be the typical girl.
I am not, I don’t wear pearls
The world cares less for singles
The singles rejoice the world’s pickles.
I will continue living my life freely
No pressure. I’m 26, screw serendipity.
We were free and safe
Facing the challenges of life
In much more desirable manner
We were at least happy
For the peace we were enjoying
On our land of birth; our homeland
We never anticipated this at all
That war would tear us apart
And leave us miserable this way
We witnessed so powerlessly
Our brothers and sisters brutalized
Our homes and properties burnt
And then followed our displacement
We have hopes but in despair
We cried peace but in bloodshed
That oh, we’d better seek refuge
We run for our dear lives
Hunting for safety across the borders
Our dreams seems direly shattered
As we saw our children butchered
While there was nothing we could do
What is happening?
A little girl asked the mother
Our lives are in danger,
Answered the victimized mother
Where are we going then?
Another child asked the father
We are running to seek for safety
Answered the desperate father
What about our homes?
And what about our homeland?
An elder boy thought deep within
Where is the collective security?
That guarantees our safety and surety?
Why are they killing our people?
Why all these humiliations and brutalities?
So who is the cause and to be blamed then?
We must not accept this indictment
We must have a far fairer dream
And we must wake to the challenge
We can’t afford this victimization
Just one wish do I wish to accomplish
Yes! To return home blessed day
The guns kept rattling
The soldiers kept battling
My people kept dying
As the bombs kept flying
We have lost everything
Except for some few lives
So who gains from these pains?
And who deserve the blames?
Thanks to the international community
For their supports and sympathy
Now that our hopes seems lost
All we are praying for is total calm
So we can sail free and safe in the storm
We want prevailing peace to reign
To clamp down the war campaign
That we may return home; our wish
And put together every piece in peace
The time is right; the light is bright
We shall realize our beautiful dreams
And we shall accomplish our wishes
Yes! We shall accomplish this one wish
To return home one blessed morning
Perhaps I was wrong
I should not have done those
And said the things which did nothing good
Neither for me nor for them
Instead, a great damage had been done to all
For the longer run, for longer relationships
I should have understood that
They have all sentiments just like I have
They get hurt as I get
I should have restrained
From winning debates
No prizes I win from their defeats
But I keep losing their hearts
Above all, I should have respected
Their honour and dignity
And recognized that they are too
Or belong to the race called human being
By no means has any one fetched
Humiliations and disrespect
Unconditionally I offer my apology
For my past misconducts
As well as for my misjudgments
In advance.
Blames and allegations
Conceited self-admiration
Habitual fabrications
Never ending Justifications
Maligning reputations
Backbiting and deceptions
Derogatory manifestations
Avoiding responsibilities, remembering dispensations
Friendships and betrayals
Unjustified humiliations
Killing exasperations
………………………..
This needs proper clarifications
We need moral and ethical upgradation
Focus and proper determination
Instead of shortcuts and distractions
This world is one and we have beautiful relations
Empathising and developing patience
What we are is our creation
Education inspires aspiration
Life is a pledge, we are not on vacation
Race is not just about directions
4/3/2019
Don’t Stop
If you are thinking bright
Planning for something right
For the betterment of mankind
Want peace for every mind
Then step forward and don’t stop
If you are seeking a holy path
For the spirituality and love of God (Allah)
For comfort and delight
So obey your God (Allah) every day
Then step forward and don’t stop
If you have plan to something write
For the humanity and better life
For love of nature
And all His creature(s)
Then step forward and don’t stop
If you are struggling for public utilities
For removing their burden and humiliations
For removing the dark clouds of racism & racialism
If you want to inspire people for brotherhood communism
Then step forward and don’t stop
Poetess S. Nadia Azam Shah Bukhari.
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A response to
“I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”
? Maya Angelou
Raspy words will silently wilt away with the seasons
A brief touch of sorrow lingers after the winds change
Undesirable actions get weeded out as pain subsides
Like the soul dead fruit plucked out for healthier fruiting
But the humiliations live immortally in archives of the soul
Maya, the enchantress, takes us into her world of power
Eluding us from the higher truths of being born to love
A kind expression only can kindle a warmth in the heart
An endearing gesture of trust keeps the embers burning
Much after the calendars snooze away into silence
October 25, 2016
For Silent One
If wishes were horses
We’d all take a ride and possibly this time
We could come inside
Without picking up a VD-in-the-box
Or a latent addiction we just can’t detox
Mind, body, soul, heart, head and feet
imprisoned deep
in a concrete complication of humiliation and revelation,
Pushed off bridges that cross
Dreams, desires, expectations . . .
Only to land in reality where we sleep with the fishes.
But who can sleep with the noise
Of bombs overhead
Dropping charges of illumination into
Each and every head
Casting shadows of scattered bones
That litter floors of our closets
Fears placed on display like
Vegas at night - Psychotic.
Riotous images of
Things left unsaid,
Things we wish were undone
Resonate in our heads - but
Let us pause to give thanks that only Pandora has the key to our
Recriminations and capitulations
Discriminations that inhibited associations
Humiliations that induced devastation
Prevented cross-pollination & stopped maturation
of our soul – God's creation . . .
As we view it through the keyhole of an air-tight little box
Reminders of the past the price we pay if it unlocks
The reminiscing turns broad highways into vicious stumbling blocks
With ghosts of roads not taken swarming round our heads in flocks
While blows of our poor choices, rain around our heads like rocks
But it is said that every virgin stoned has a chance to receive paradise
So we wish . . .
Hoping that God will swoop down in one big duex et machina with a
Diamond in the back
Sunroof top
Diggin’ the scene with the ability to save all the virgins
And through we sacrifice our happiness on altars of regret
There's no absolution
Because we won’t let go of our
Dirty little secrets
Why give up 16days
To places and faces love forgot
To the prescriptions of sorrows choas begot
To the floods of humiliations inspired by turbulent times
To anxiety dangling on a ledge tormented by the exhaustions of fears
To the falling screams draped in tears
To the insulting insults
To the threatening threats
To the vicious mind exploding beyond the persuasions of descriptive descriptions
Describing reasonable reasons
To the scattered seeds of rage that sprouted and endured flowers of discrimination
To the 16seconds wisdom could not find
Cause morals were pireced by shouting fences concertined by boundaries of intimidation.
To the 16mintues of conceived deceptions that latched on to throats
And swelled fists into bitter knots
To the 16months of excuses and unhealing apologies silenced by mass graves of secretive secrets concealed in the terrors of abusive tombs.
To the grieving mind
16years later on
Still littered with fractured memories
That remain removed from the cools of 16 being the sweet age that compels penetrating dialogues of Social maturity and justice
16 longs to be social aware
16 craves for responsibility
16days will
usher in 16nights
To find what can never be lost
To Remember what can not be forgotten,
To Speak what has never being spoken,
To be reborn and love what was never loved
To Reveal
what needs to heal
Cause brutally and violence are obligated to intervene
Were thinking is virtually too frail to convene
Ignorance by the people who were the solid pillars.
Trifling with the emotions of those who love.
Pretentious relations with an ax to grind.
Habitual fabrications involved in maligning reputation
Backbiting and betrayals leading to unjustified humiliations.
People say, stay away from bad people.
They are a bad experience; they pull you back!
Isn’t it true that they are the ones,
Who give us most precious lessons of life!
If we always live in heaven, how would we know what is hell!!
We know education and experience go hand in hand.
To gain experience, somewhere we surely need them!
Listening is far more important than speaking,
It gives us wisdom to analyse and direct our thoughts.
Thinking before an act because every action has a consequence,
Is an essential ingredient of one’s competence.
Ignorance gives us confidence to face the world and strength to manage it all.
Decoding hidden agendas are most essential to hone analytical skills and to take a call.
Emotional games give us good grip on our ever-melting hearts.
Such stupendous learnings make us stand strong and smart.
Yes! They are the best grease for human machine.
They make us cogent and scrupulous; they give us the sheen!
somber nights, forlorn hearts
devastating rampart, we're torn apart
getting there, its very near
I am here, no need to fear
every night is ruminations, every morning is humiliations
I am here, no need to fear
fragmented glass, falling on the grass
forever declining, immortally drowning
in the vigour of your verses, the grave of the curses
threads of never-ending deception, eternal fabrication
letting go, setting free of your ego
gone with the wind, lost in thought of a hint
frail minds, ardent tides
passionate thoughts, ******** of faults
isolated this impudent day, please don't go away
seceding lines, fervent vines
burning tears, cooling the years.
The thinning hair, graying
The wrinkled brow
Evidence of passing years
The eyes reflecting
Patient knowing
Of defeats
Of humiliations
Of adversities surpassed
In life's struggle,
Reflections
Of days of triumph
When the race was won
And the true few
Rejoiced with him
In the exhilaration of his victory
While enemies smiled
With daggers cloaked,
Reflections
Of the pleasant years
Of youthful face
Of inquiring mind
And romantic dreams
Of beautiful girls
Exuberance and vanity mixed
And in the mist
Over the ocean
The seagull sometimes cried
For the river,
Peaceful solitude
Contemplation
Wisdom he holds
In the palm
Of his and
While the eyes
Of his mind
Sees the beautiful face
Of the truth.
I don't know why I have to talk about humiliation,
In the middle of what is supposed to be a celebration.
But my truth is that life isn't a love affair,
And sometimes becomes unfair and instill fear
Whenever we come near our success.
Yet we were not given the spirit of fear but of power love and a sound mind.
May be feeling humiliated because of how I was born,
That is like a thorn in my flesh.
But I have to get a fresh new mind,
That kind only Christ can give because no pain no gain.
Again, humiliated and frustrated by our location
That was supposed to become our limitation
Reducing us into imitations of our real selves yet we are fearfully and wonderfully made in the image and likeness of God who is above and above all,
And always in full control.
Just make God your all in all or He will be nothing at all.
Humiliated by the past failures but failure is never final and success is never ending.
I hope that when you fell you picked up something,
A lesson to better your best.
Always do your best and God will do the rest.
Let go and let God;
Let go your fears
Let go your past failures
Let go your pains
Let go your frustrations
Let go your humiliations.
Because we can do all things through Christ who strengthens us
And with God all things are possible
And we are more than conquerors
Because Him that is in us is greater than him in the world.
Humiliated, yes
But humiliated to succeed.
With descent and ascent in every walking steps
Treading through the coppice thorns and comforting steppes
Being drowned and floated into many mighty oceans
Bearing the torment of chides and humiliations
Getting browbeaten and vanquished by many
Boats of motivation often being crushed by wild hurricanes abruptly
Leaving oneself in desponding tears and despair
Yelling for a help and another new repair
Sousing into the heavy rains,walking indefatigably
Travelling under the baking heats and beats strenuously
Into the thick bog and dirt we lapse
Again with provocative hope and aspire we arise
We grow and grow stronger than before
We grow stronger to face the challenges more
That life throws onto us
Be it either for blessing or curse
This is life and it's going on and on
We are experimenting and experiencing as we sail individual's boats in swan
The bitter sweet of life's flavour
A sweet and charitable at last is its savor
We grow and change to brand new good
For one and all to play the role of knighthood
To secure and maintain happiness to all
Leaving no goals unset and dreams fall
Live and let this life live lively
Create your memoirs hively
And end your days contentedly
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