Best Misjudging Poems
Immigrants why do you come?
Whether you are spiritual or mathematical etc. This is our Karma:
Isacc Newton’s 3rd Law
For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction—Sir Isaac Newton
Tact is the art of making a point without making an enemy—Sir Isaac Newton
I can calculate the motion of heavenly bodies but not the madness of people—Sir Isaac Newton
Dangerously nearing a very steep precipice –ran by the shadow in thy kings tarnished soul, he proceeds with his paper kingdom—I Am Anaya
Do not be fooled by the power
of the king, by the shadow he’s enveloped
Open your eyes to the shadow
He pokes, pricks, and stirs the fear inside
Drowning in remorse, regret, and sorrow till
nothing remains but the hatred
Hatred has the king for his paper kingdom
A tyrant evolves
Fragile like the house of cards
Tis but origami paper
meticulously folded
with patience,
is his castle
Immigrant why do you come?
Immigrant you must have dire reason
You’ll only find division, malice
and disfunction
So many dwell under a rock
blindly leading blind
Toward the precipice
Tis this charade! The king’s been tricked
As he parades his symbols
Dangerously close to the precipice
How do we choose
Who will vie for king?
Riddled by the law
not founded on solid ground
after all
The two dimensions
The jack-ass consistently
kicks the lion
discombobulating him
Heretical in families
misjudging the way of the world
Nothing ever resolved
In his paper kingdom
how should society work?
Whose ethical ideas?
Whose ideology?
Spectrum such as the left,
the centre or the right
Jimmy
imaginative, poetic
learning, protecting, misjudging
father, parent, daughter, child
accepting, forgiving, understanding
artistic, gorgeous
Brianna
*Written for my middle child Brianna - daddy loves you!!!
How to describe the color of love? Might you frown in surprise if I spoke of brown? Dull, pockmarked, ocherous brown.
A tarmac of grain, stained the color of earth, that never saw rain.
One humble old table, from an oak that would fall. Who could have known the
moments recalled?
Just a scarred weathered plank, with a warp in the middle. Blight she would hide with a bright checkered cloth. Those who would sit, night after night, greeting with eyes, meeting with ears,... filling the gaps with laughter and tears
Decades were spent, over string beans, and potatoes, bridging the gap of a mid-day mishap, a chat after school, or a new family rule.
Resurrecting a family, at the end of the day, while chomping away on unidentifiable casseroles, that filled the belly, as well as the soul.
Consuming wisdom and noodles, in the comfort of home.
Who would have noticed this shabby antique, wearing wax from Crayolas, white coffee cup rings. Ink spots, and dings. And three winking holes made by father's misdeed!
(His picture-frame project, misjudging the nails! Three slender digits pierced in without fail! Hammered tight, to the top. While mother's shot through the roof!
Who could have ever guessed that a well-worn, weathered old piece of grainy brown oak could be the glorious color of love?
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My sister had a small horse that no one else could ride
and anyone who mounted him soon had a skinned up hide.
It was haying time and Daddy took on some extra hands.
With brawn, brains didn’t matter much. A rancher understands.
One new hand started boasting of broncos he had ridden.
Bragging around my brothers should have been a thing forbidden.
It didn’t take them long to brand that young cowpoke a phony.
They hatched a plan to get him on my sister’s half-broke pony.
If a man bragged of his horse savvy, he’d better know his beans.
They’d all been breaking broncos since before they hit their teens.
That evening when Sis brought the cows, Buster was so mellow
my brothers knew it was the time to trick that boasting fellow.
They asked their prey if he would like to ride the little horse.
The horse was acting gentle so he took the bait of course.
My sis got off and he got on, or such was his intention.
Buster remembered all the tricks those lads forgot to mention.
He gave one buck and that cowpoke was hanging from his mane.
He almost had him shaken off when he came down again.
Then Buster noticed the barn door was opened just a skin.
He was wider than the opening but still he wanted in.
He made a mad dash forward, just a-heading for that crack.
He made it through, the buckaroo was skinned right off his back.
The fellow was a sorry sight a-lying in that muck.
He must have thought the world was done or a bolt of lightning struck.
Those rascals stood there laughing at the gent so mortified
then feeling sorry complimented him for his fine ride.
The moral of this story you don’t rate a horse by size
and misjudging one like Buster could get you a big surprise.
For Carol's "A Horse Story" contest Won 3rd
When you look at my skin tone
Don't categorize me
When you see what i wear
Don't dare label me
You don't know me
You just see my outside
I may be the sweetest person alive
Your assumptions are therefore unjustified
I may be the best friend you'll ever have
I may be that dream love if you chance
Instead of judging me by my looks
Misjudging me from first glance
Don't judge me by what you read
Or by what you see on television
Take time to get to know me
And form your own first hand decision
Rise Out Of The Ashes
Filled with apprehension the heart pleaded for sympathy
Eyes desperately focused beyond normality seeks a sign
When anguish mount while darkness insists on lingering
Do we deserve sheer punishment for misjudging gloom?
At times love misinterprets emotional ache as an excuse
Must it lay silently underground until it freezes for good?
If even just one promise attains autonomy from disarray
Plant a kiss, a subtle embrace, and rise out of the ashes!
11:33 A.M.
11/22/2022
Aboard cruise ship:
Rhapsody of the Seas
Chania, Greece
We had a car, not many did,
financed and fuelled by bread and jam,
food deprivation that I hid
from jealous kids who’d mock the sham;
pride misjudging as a winner
Ford denoting "Forfeit dinner"
So while, no doubt, they envied me
I lusted their hot Sunday lunch
as they inhaled mum’s recipe
for dishes needing bite and crunch,
whilst dominating our car trips
my salivating yearn for chips.
don't ever assume
when you've only seen the surface - maybe even
scratched through
a few layers -
and figured what was beyond
could only be
similar to what your mind
told you was there
don't ever assume
or listen without ears
or read between the lines
of the lines
that were
really in between the lines
because you end up misjudging
or stereotyping
and closing down your mind -
shutting all the doors
that the truth may enter
sealing out growth
and truth
and life lessons
maybe you judge
because you have all the answers
not for yourself -
but for everyone else
and feel that there are some
you can't possibly learn from
don't stand too high
and look down too far
if you do
you'll end up
at a standstill
looking only at the ground
while others
are zooming by
with their eyes on the road
You said Im always on the road always on the go
Said I need to spend time with you
Instead of making me seem like Im running on the low
You wanna put the ring on my finger and make me your wife
You want me to give you my life
But Can I really give you the world
You want me to be your future wife
You said this music world and what I do you cant take it no more
I remember when we were close I always thought of you the most
I know things may seem like they've changed
But to be honest everythings the same
Now we arguing we fussin and you cussin
Then the arguments turn into fights
All the words that we throw at each other
makes it seem like we breaking away from each other
And tearing our hearts away
Make me feeling we falling apart
Is it over I dont want it to be over
I want everything to remain the same
I aint playing no games
Please listen to the words Im trynna tell you boy
You said im always on the road always on the go
Said I need to spend time with you
Instead of making me seem like Im running on the low
You wanna put the ring on my finger and make me your wife
You want me to give you my life
But Can I really give you the world
told you time after time Im not cheating baby
I told you of always acussing me baby
When you accuse me we start fussin
It makes me confuse makes me wanna choose
Can i just stand here and take the words from you
You dont know how you be hurting me baby
Please stop throwing the words at me baby
Cause you driving me crazy
I understand how u feeling
but you misjudging me baby
What plot is this, what dark and muffled muttering,
so sinister and secret in the morning fog ?
What evil beings are these black cloaks covering,
so earnest and impassioned seems their dialogue ?
How cruel and misjudging to suspect them thus.
Huddled against the chill, they’re waiting for their bus !
You are almost forgotten
The brightest star is about to dimmed
When all about you are like a hearsay tale
Hiding from the world which seems unfair
Then all of a sudden you come into the surface again
Bring sensation; bring rendezvous to many people,
How much they have missed you, cannot wait to see you moved
But then in a day, all lights went out for you
Leaving the world without saying goodbye
Tears and tears fall from the loving
Flowers fall; salutes utters; grieving after
God loves you too much so He took you faster than you ever wished
It’s another way for us to understand life
How much a good person being missed when he left the world with compassion
You are one of them
People who are born with charisma
Enchanting the world with your gift
God blessed you with definite charm most people don’t
You are a part of history
All time people will always talking about you
Admiring you, remembering you, inspired by you
Though some will discriminate you
Misjudging you for your peculiar adventures
But you are still going to be the one,
No one can put at the same level as you
You are a part of history
When people said you have the bizarre of life
They just don’t understand what’s inside your heart
Though people think that you are out of the ordinary
You know exactly how to draw your love to the world
They just don’t understand how much you love the world
In your words I frequently hear loneliness
You wished to find love but all you got is another loneliness
No matter how much pain inside you can hide it with a smile
A smile that you always believed could bring happiness then misery
You who never wished to grow old and always wanted the beauty of life
You will always shine in this life; in millions of people’s heart
For you are a part of history
Your legacy to the world
The legend
Occasionally heaven shoots meteorites
Some of them fall on gutters and drains
Without knowing among those some are
More precious than diamond and gold
After misjudging it as a worthless piece
Once you threw a most diaphanous seed
On her beck a bird carried it to a distant land
Being germinated, well deep it sent its roots
Well spread are its branches and each shoot’s
Flower turns into from delicate to delicious fruits
Who is left, you or the seed, to repent or regret?
You are almost forgotten
The brightest star is about to dimmed
When all about you are like a hearsay tale
Hiding from the world which seems unfair
Then all of a sudden you come into the surface again
Bring sensation; bring rendezvous to many people,
How much they have missed you, cannot wait to see you moved
But then in a day, all lights went out for you
Leaving the world without saying goodbye
Tears and tears fall from the loving
Flowers fall; salutes utters; grieving after
God loves you too much so He took you faster than you ever wished
It’s another way for us to understand life
How much a good person being missed when he left the world with compassion
You are one of them
People who are born with charisma
Enchanting the world with your gift
God blessed you with definite charm most people don’t
You are a part of history
All time people will always talking about you
Admiring you, remembering you, inspired by you
Though some will discriminate you
Misjudging you for your peculiar adventures
But you are still going to be the one,
No one can put at the same level as you
You are a part of history
When people said you have the bizarre of life
They just don’t understand what’s inside your heart
Though people think that you are out of the ordinary
You know exactly how to draw your love to the world
They just don’t understand how much you love the world
In your words I frequently hear loneliness
You wished to find love but all you got is another loneliness
No matter how much pain inside you can hide it with a smile
A smile that you always believed could bring happiness then misery
You who never wished to grow old and always wanted the beauty of life
You will always shine in this life; in millions of people’s heart
For you are a part of history
I can look into his eyes
I see his pain and misery
I see the lies behind
His broadened smile
I can feel the tears that lye
Behind his misjudging stare
I cant read the message
His mind is in a distant land
What do I do
When I lost all words
When I cant stop his tear
When he's gone with the
River beneath his feet
I love all of you
I just dont understand all if you.
The feeling of emptiness is all that is left with memories of I love yous and forget me
nots an ocean now resides between our touch but maybe that is just a little too much.
Building foundations that I know one day will fall but never thinking this is could be the
downfall of us chasing' nothing is what I do best because I am good at misjudging the
length of this gap.
No sympathy I cant find it for myself this was bound to happen no matter what I tell
myself this isn't the place where I keep my head but I can't keep my shots from hitting
the ground.
holding my breath as I wait patently as everyone knows this will consume my soul so
blinded by stupidity that I can break abruptly everyone sees this as a non just play.
As the door I opened shuts in my face I begin to wonder why I sought this out because I
knew one day she will sail away these sorrows I can't keep to my self.
As I weep for a love that isn't there, a heart cant keep beating and trusting if stretched
over two continents
I knew one day she would sail away with my dreams but still I let her hold on to them for
safe keeping?