Best Justification Poems
JUSTIFICATION
Oh, what a distressing frustrating situation,
I’ve suddenly lost all my poetic imagination,
Nothing tickles me pink, no stimulation,
I want to create a poem of deep inspiration,
Which will meet everyone’s expectation,
But my thoughts are edging towards nullification,
I want to scream out loud, a slow dilapidation,
I’m reaching an uncomfortable exasperation,
My muse, has succumbed to misinformation,
Intimidation, and deviant calculation,
Goodness gracious,
Heard word she wants my poetic elimination.
Someone is knocking at my door, to my jubilation,
There stands a muse, I welcome with elation,
She is well known for helping those
Experiencing mortification,
Such a refreshing sight, she must after
Careful deliberation,
Give one month’s notification,
Looking forward to her presence,
Such a welcome application,
She will help me with my recuperation.
Behold, a rhyme is forming, what scintillation,
Delivering both articulation and jollification,
My previous muse jumped from poet to poet,
Everyone realized, fickle her motivation,
But my new muse and I realized justification,
We Popped a bottle of champagne in celebration.
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
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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
The lies you tell yourself,
As you look in the mirror.
All the times you alibi the,
Justification of things you did,
In the name of insanity.
We're the decisions a motive for,
Rationalization in your,
Mind for an excuse.
Such an excuse you tend to,
Overlook as you regret the,
Choices you had to make.
How do you look within yourself and,
Forgive those who have wronged you?
I look back and I know,
I am a good person,
I don't lie,
I never cheated,
Yet now I find myself asking, Why me?
What have I done to deserve all,
This evil being brought down on me?
Just a simple question,
To a very complex answer.
Just asking,
Not really expecting an answer.
I ponder as I look into the sunset, smiling.
I wonder with so much beauty,
How can there be so much,
Evil in the world.
One answer:. The scales must balance.
Good vs Evil will always be present.
It is our job to make sure,
Evil does not prevail.
Reclaim Justice
To Ignite Spark
To bring in Light
Restating morals
Universal Appeal
To correct wrongs
It involves a hearing
It also involves seeing
Witnesses are called in
It involves building a case
It involves cross examination
Justice involves arguments, for and against
Jurisprudence is at call, when morals are eroded
Justice is arrived at, we can err, we demand justice
Justice is a result of application of all human things
Justice is what makes Us humans and A just society
What is Justification ?
It’s Sound construct
Fallacious Argument
Is short on hearing
blinded by doctrine
refuses to examine
refusal of seeing
is authoritarian
It obfuscates
it covers up
as a rock
Is deaf
BarB
Deceit
is Artless
It is A Craft
Manner of Dark
In absence of Light
Often Sound is applied
To strike at the subconscious
In A dark room There’s a Black Cat
No time to verify, flight before you Awake
Manner of Deceit; It manouveres best in Darkness
Craft is to douse the Spark; It is the manner of the Dark
Here I am again talking about my feelings about you
A digital diary that the masses can peek into
In lieu of ink blots and eraser shavings
As worthless as the very thoughts I throw into the expanse
I think we've all figured out the concept
Of missing the precious memories, not the person they're about
They represent much of my formative memories
And yet I'm sure we'd both rather die than even talk again
We both think we were right in the end
That our Reasons were the ones worth building a world from
And thus we excised each other while leaving an uglier scar
Battered and bruised, yet alive to see the new year's light
But take a look at the ruined world you left behind
Your absolute closest friends all left after you took a new throne
Where even in the darkest nights of your previous lordship
They'd remain as ever faithful and inexorable
They fled before I did
As rats desperately fleeing a sinking ship as it dove for a whirlpool
And as the ocean's eye dragged you beneath the waves
You stood before God and proclaimed your truths as absolute
And thus, as we all move on to bluer oceans
I realize now more than ever that I was justified in the end
But that revelation doesn't bring joy, sorrow or any other emotion
What good is proclaiming victory if nothing comes from it?
There's no joy to be found in laughing in a familiar graveyard
There's no remorse to be found bragging in an empty bar
There's no solace to be found cursing everything that reminds me of you
Only the ancient memories tether me to you anymore
You and I have found wayward souls in the expanse
Kindred spirits who treasure us as we once treasured each other
But like ugly scars hidden beneath a favorite sweater
We drift closer to the forefronts of the brain more often than we'd like
Justification is meaningless without justice
Yet justice would likely mean just as little if I ever tasted it
For the sixth year that I've sung tales of the summer heat
I surround myself with everything it ever meant.
Beware my friends of those who use science
To justify their actions.
Some too unspeakable to sully this page.
One would think that we would have learned from
Past mistakes but still we all too easily fall into the same trap,
Looking to science whenever hate rears its head,
To justify that which if love was in ascendancy would brake our hearts and our mirrors.
The mere fact of being a man makes me cringe when I think how some in the past used scientific justification to subjugate those who were born to be our equals.
With sweet and innocent girls rubbishing themselves under all that weight,
From scientific justification.
Yet I see some woman,
Using that very same science to
Justify putting men in the very place they have fought so bravely and yet with great dignity and unbelievable patience to haul themselves out of.
Now it is the turn of boys to feel the weight.
And without a softer self to turn to like the girls,
They have unleashed their hate, with violence
The only dividend.
Making the world a dangerous place for women once more.
And I cringe yet again, praying my wife and I have instilled enough empathy
To give our son a side that is soft and a heart that yearns for a girl to be his equal.
Will we ever learn before we all burn.
Or will we come to realise neither man nor woman can be whole
Until we can appreciate the wonders each has to share.
And together as equals, rise above all that has gone before.
I could not finish this write without acknowledging those in the soup who give me hope that we will indeed rise together as equals.
Maybe it will be through poetry that we reach those who need to change.
Justification is the only recourse
When truth starts sounding bitter
They will convince you
They will argue with you
They will beat you
They will kill you
They will idolize you
Like a stagnant pool stand you
They breed out of you
You become the Justification
Suresh M Iyer
Justification wept
Why are you pale O brother rule?
Did you meet some unruly cause?
Seems tired and crest fallen today
Or you blamed innocent so that far!
I know, I know short of some thing
Certainly happened deficit in your try
Your mind said different than written
But you needed to rule different
A cause of genuine was walking laming
hopping having support of stick
Walkers on the street didn't care him
He was dressed up poorly untidy
Why are you only in paper O brother?
Justification cleared throat with hoarse
Sound submerged not coming out
From the mouth but let out cough
Solicitor turned page and clause sub clause
To satisfy his client defeated
Remembering his loss of property
Thin claimant teared eye whispered- O God.
Justification thought to suggest to act and law
Of previous and will be of present,then
Future didn't care stepped his way
I do not know even the angel wept .
murder and money clothes and cars...straight jackets,injections and iron bars
lost in lies and left to die
steal,kill,and destroy
justification...make the wrong seem right
stealing love...just like fatal attraction...expanding evil and soul subtraction
figments and fractions turn into madness monsters...hypnotized and taken under
spider webs and sexy seduction...fangs in flesh and venom vaccums
parasites keep sucking life
justification...make the wrong seem right
killing with kisses with lips spewing lies...fallen angels with erotic eyes
pupils get taught to diolate...hate to love and love to hate
storms of sin sinking ships at sea...straight to the center of eternity
black holes and bottomless pits...once wrapped around your finger now you're gettin snakebit
slipping and sliding...you run but can't hide
justification...make the wrong seem right
destroying everything that's in your path...like digital nazis on wicked warpaths
grapes of wrath in gardens of evil...where toxic trees grow poisonous power
strike the hour and fall from the sky...gravity screams and swallows your disguise
weeping and wailing now exposed in the light
justification...make the wrong seem right
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Simple reminder in Genesis 9
rainbow we see in the cloud,
sign from our God that He honors His Word.
Balaam affirms the demeanor of God.
Numbers gives verification -
God is not human for He does not lie.
Six, if not seven, bad habits God hates;
chronicled down in the Proverbs -
lying – deception is listed twice.
All of us need to endorse such a rainbow;
speaking no lies; reaffirming our word,
earning pure gold in the end.
August 14, 2019
Inspired by these biblical references:
Genesis 9:12-16;
Numbers 23:19;
Proverbs 6:16-19.
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One space towards my realm
Two words, Time Flashes, that is why I go
While they seem to grow on leaves
Of praises that reach no ears of life
The love speaks for itself
Not one freed inside young minds
Living in space, crumpling in time
Nowhere to say we move onwards
But that of justification of the prime
Nowhere to stay but the homeless
Realms of reality, reaching
Onward, straight through but not finding
What you desire, not listening
To which transpires in wordlessness
That she says, no she doesn’t say it
But it is restless between the sounds
Of time and where the spheres
Of space seem to escape onwards
Whenever it grows beyond our spectrum
Words seem to lie off the floor
Nowhere to go, but towards the door
Nothing believes more than the heartache
Which she creates, storm passes
But this…lasts forever within my mind
And I will hear it as time flashes
Beyond that of the trees that leaves
Nothing in the winter but frozen
Tundra of heartache, she expresses
Fine-tuned and storm crashing between
One timeless escape, lost within
Never home again, the bottom fills the world
That I live in…
Russell Sivey
Undulating flights from skinny dipping ears of corn is not that noted in spring. But dashing through and over crevasses is just an absolutely amazing sight. It is often performed in ten minutes whilst the moon plays a tune on a wooden harpsichord. How rather clever. And so the push off from the shore is a tree lined avenue of expectations and angst. But only if the tides change their patterns. Rising vertically in mists. Rising and chaining nautical miles of steel framed floaters. Failing flailing falling framing frantically. And still that dove is cooing pleasantly in an ornate garden. Landing politely on an outstretched arm. And smiling as the corn bud is offered. Many many walls. Long time make. Explode not a pineapple in a kitchen. For the sap falls irregularly causing much waste,much mess. Rather take shelter in a biscuit tin or a stand of cakes. Round up round up the donkeys are coming for tea. Great. No ionisation in a testicular vision of many hooves. Ridden and unridden. Baskets and bums on backs. They will need to rest. Fetch water and vegetables and bracken. Nomadically needing nutritional nursing. And a linguistic lounging learning link. Creates a pond in house. Xxxxx no ha. Ho ho. Xxxxx justifications z
"Justification"
They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions , my excuse for sipping got me feeling like l need a healing for l have been dealing forgive me.
What a great feeling , jumping onto the ceiling now that's a meaning , the world in reverse as l search for myself only to realize l was never lost .
Deep in thought the mathematics to the sum giving out numbers yet the working wrong and they say it is a fact .
Cannot argue with time for it has taken and shall take the minutes it meant something to the moon for the sun to appear.
I bask into his glory as l beg for grace over my transgressions all l am is a man yet l got a choice to do better and be better l choose to feel better with poison polluting my lungs tick tock to the hour of the Grim Reaper .
I dodge bullets , inhale the herbs after church just to get an Amen as l lose faith due to refusing to acknowledge his omnipotence only to be wiped away by the reality of moments.
Therefore let me forgive so l can be forgiven for yesterday ' s mistakes trying to rectify today 's forgotten flaw .
My daydreaming
Is not my imagining
I am yearning
For it to be living
Will you be acknowledging?
The Truth, you owing
Or will you be denying
Taking it to be a monstrosity
I may seem to be a freak
Yet I am weak
My action can be justified
For I was mystified
How could you love me with so much fervor?
And hurt me with so much ardor?
You showed your love behind closed walls
It was known only by my calls
Yet, You are the Cause of Everything
Without You, there is Nothing
What is the use of Living
Without your Dawning?
I miss your Adoration
And I do feel trepidation
Of the anticipation
Of the outcome
Will my Love emerge Winsome?
Written in 2011
If some one trying to justify,
His decision to put another on the job,
Making weapons to wag war is correct,
His decision to put a tailor on the job,
Making his dress is not correct,
A decision to dwell,
In woods,dark and deep,
With tribes,
Wearing green leaves,
Fighting with animals,
Justifying correct!