Best Nothing Can Be Done Poems
How proud they put them on display
Two thousand of the first of fortyk
There President Bukele did say
They’ll live in the jailhouse for decades
he went on boasting, in jail it’s judgement day,
as he held his glass of brandy toasting
inmates, suspected violent gang members
moved to a new mega-prison in El Salvador
Transferred to the Center of Confinement of Terrorism
Mixed up, unable to do any more harm
to the population, it was said
So why do I care about these souls,
tears flowed as I read the article
about thousands of prisoners, and Bukele in particular
Central American country’s notorious pandillas
And right then I understood why I cried
Hundreds never made it to round two, que pesadillas
There are the innocent ones who are denied
a fair trial, it's sad to think that nothing can be done
for a mother's innocent son
The word cancer is so crippling
On trembling legs,
we are tiny in this airy ceiling height
Despite one had
suspicion in advance
A serious diagnosis - what now?
The disease has been given a name
// Grip a deep breath and continue
nothing just falls from the sky
- always look ahead - Me and I //
The mental pain is tiring in the body
No ones ever said your life would be easy
I wish to read all the page of
"The Book Of Life"
// Grip a deep breath and continue
nothing just falls from the sky
- always look ahead - Me and I //
Slow down and do your very best
Shave off your self-pity
Our biggest weakness is giving up
Nothing can be done without hope
The goal is to grab the next step
toward living life to the fullest again
// Grip a deep breath and continue
nothing just falls from the sky
- always look ahead - Me and I //
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Will to Survive Poetry Contest
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2nd place in the contest
Who am I to stop you if you resolve to kill yourself?
But before you quit the game, roll the dice one last time.
What have you seen in your life till now?
Did you perceive the sweetness of first love?
Have you kissed those first rain drops that come to greet you after a hot summer?
Have you hugged your proud mother who is overwhelmed at your success?
Did you ever wipe the tears of your best friend?
Have you ever enjoyed a road trip with a gang of strangers?
Did you take care of your sick parents and see them recovering?
Have you ever helped a person in need and see his eyes twinkle?
Did your strawberry lips suck the mellowness of a first kiss?
Have you ever felt the joy of hugging your friend after a big fight?
Go ahead and empty those pills into your stomach
Your body turns cold in a snap leaving your people dumbstruck.
But before you do that, think if you have brought any difference
with your mettle and perseverance
Before you slip out,
Embrace the joy of answering those who doubted your calibre.
Soothe the shivers that ran down your spine and witness your own valor.
Fall down and experience the joy of rising up.
Receive respect from those who once ridiculed you.
Hug the momentary darkness to witness the light of a happening tomorrow.
If your instinct still asks you to abscond,
remember that there's only one life and nothing can be done going beyond.
A distant relative of mine passed away yesterday. Although it was not my duty still I feel had I kept her with me and served her in her end days, she would have been happy. I feel guilty.
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All those around you,
Neighborhood people, friends
Your near and dear ones
Treat them with respect
Talk nicely, be polite, never fight
Accept all as they are, adjust
Even if others are bad to you, be good
Do your duty to the best of ability
Never do tit for tat
Try not to sin
Be helpful
If you follow the above
You will have a clear conscience, peaceful, calm mind
You will feel good about yourself
Death can come to anybody, any moment
If that happens to someone known to you
You will have no guilt in mind
You will feel I was good
I did my duties to the best of my abilities
You will live a life of no regrets
Otherwise regret is lifelong...
Before death all good can be done
AFTER DEATH NOTHING CAN BE DONE!!
(Monotetra)
Time just arrives, and time just goes.
And leaves right under our noses.
Time is made of, all memories.
And it just flows, and it just flows.
There is no time for us to lose.
With time we can never presume.
Time bring us happiness or gloom.
And time resumes, and time resumes.
Time can be sad, time can be fun.
And fills hours right under the sun.
Without time nothing can be done.
And we can't run,and we can't run.
Time is yest'rday, time is today.
And time is here for you and me.
Accept it, there's nothing to do.
Time is to stay, time is to stay.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010
June,16,2010
Betwixt and between
Sadness and mirth
Happy but sad
For dear Mother Earth
Feeling sorry for
Adding to the mess
Not really aware
Of my part I confess
Betwixt and between
Feel guilty at times
Having so much
While others are crying
The worldwide problem
Of hunger and disease
Is difficult to remedy
Impossible to ease
Betwixt and between
I sit here and cry
'Bout the inequality
Don't understand why
Do we throw up our hands
Say nothing can be done
Go on and forget it
Just enjoying the sun
Betwixt and between
Filled with sadness and love
Gotta keep on trying
Between conjecture and classification there is
observation, experiment, data (collection and analysis),
statistics, calculus, and a good guess
about God's intentions - probabilities, fractals, chaos and complexity.
This is the thunderous city.
The form of the poem, the rhyme.
Form cannot be first if you want to reach high artistic levels, since
you are then bound by form, and that form is very often a
betrayal of reality.
Yet I find I am attracted all the time
to philosophies in short skirts, jewels and eyes lined with kohl.
I love where her legs lead, to her very soul.
Three women hike by under an umbrella in a winter rain. Two men side
by side run in rhythm.
An oil truck takes the hill in low steady gear.
My old Marine, 89, died last night without anxiety or fear.
May I overcome my pain enough to reach the place where the deer lay
down their bones
and, like them, die alone.
When making an axe handle, the pattern is not far off.
The purpose of school is to introduce us to the world's innumerable
wonders.
The periodic table, World Wars I and II, Huckleberry Finn and Jim.
But soft,
what light through yonder window breaks?
It is a billion trillion nuclear detonations per second without which
nothing can be done or faked.
The temple bell stops, but the sound still comes out of the flowers.
Forests and the composite species will be nameless. Genetic prowess,
receiving the sacrament, performing Lohengrin from the Great American
Songbook,
the look of love in all the wrong places, facebook,
fakebooks, folios of old family photos on or in pianos.
How can I be both still and skilled?
When we took Pop-Pop off the ventilator, we put him in a refrigerator.
He stopped eating, he stopped breathing. Circle with a dot.
He had his dream, he'd rowed his boat.
No single line can completely explain - or rhyme - or untie this knot.
Propagates simple actions
and powers heavy gadgets
without it; nothing can be done
Warming lights surround you
Quilting the sharp silence
Outside dawn begins
Earth starts stretching
Straightening out the knots
Caught from hours of slumber
Night moves on to blacken another sky
And Calmness stills the room
All is as it should be
As you drift in an endless sleep
I know not if you'll wake
Or lay your eyes on me once
more
Softening my heavy heart
As death appears, he waits by
your side
Head dipped in respect
White and gold robes I study of him
I beg him for more time
An hour, a day, a second
His comforting eyes say no
It is your time and my heart stills
Now I must let you go
Aged hands under silken skin
Once tended plants and raised children
Loose their warmth
A last breath escapes your
lungs
I look at death pleadingly
But nothing can be done
I have to let you go now
You must do this alone
Death picks up your soul up as
an orb
Glittering like a large diamond
To ferry you to your kin
I see them through the void
I see them waiting
never again will we sit on the
porch
As dew wakes up the grass
Trees shacking off the night before
Us, just being us
I'd soak up your wisdom
That resided in your soul
Every snippet a precious gem to me
Id bury them within
Where no other could reach them
Where no other could steal them
I show no tears
As they only fuel pain
From a young age
You taught me to be brave
Knowing my life would shatter
me
Often I'd feel pain
So your compassion carried me
Over potholes and rocky paths
Your soothing voice steadied
me
Till I made it safely past
Now Laying out your body
Ready for your last journey
I wonder if I told you enough
The love I have for you
I was blessed everyday
You were in my life
Things seemed easier
With you at my side
Life was not so daunting
The hill was not so steep
Now you gone I'm shattered
Watching an endless sleep
Time with you was precious
For this truth I smile
The mirror reflects parts of you
Placed in this heart of mine
Happy you left peacefully
And I was at your side
Inner gladness reigns
As not just your jam recipe
Was handed down to me
There are only two days in the year that nothing can be done
One is tomorrow and the other is yesterday with no reruns
How true, this Dalai Lama quote
Comforting words to keep us afloat
It's not word for word, but today is the day to love everyone
© Jack Ellison 2015
With respect, the Dalai Lama quote...
“There are only two days in the year that nothing can be done.
One is called Yesterday and the other is called Tomorrow.
Today is the right day to Love, Believe, Do and mostly Live.”
~It Is Time~
(The Monotetra)
Time just arrives, and time just goes
And leaves right under our noses
Time is made of, all memories
And it just flows, and it just flows
There is no time for us to lose
With time we can never presume
Time brings us happiness or gloom
And time resumes, and time resumes
Time can be sad, time can be fun
And fills hours right under the sun
Without time nothing can be done
And we can't run, and we can't run
Time is yest'rday, time is today
And time is here for you, me, pray
Accept it, no more to do, yea
Time is to stay, time is to stay.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010
January.24.2017
The "Monotetra" is a poetry form or style created by Michael Walker.
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
Avalanches
They have no enemy
Not an ounce of bloodlust
No regret
No discrimination between evening
Day
Night
Neither the sun nor the moon
And yet they are so reckless
The nameless mountain, that frightful thing
So quick to pulverise the living
No reaction to the brooding look in the eyes of the elk
Who promptly learns that
Sometimes
The killer does not have a weapon
Or teeth
Claws
Not even a hungry stomach that needs to be satisfied
So
If the truth is that
A human’s conscience
Is more complex and speculative
Than that of an elk’s
I could not imagine
The hopelessness that a human may feel
I think that first
After the cuckoo of the mountain
And the sound of peril
comes the shock
Perhaps slight profanity
Confusion
Analyzation
Then realization
That nothing can be done
And that in just a few moments,
Run as fast as you can
But
You will, in fact
Be nothing
The world is becoming complex
Entirely different from the last century one
Racism, hegemony, corruption, brainwashing and vandalism
Become common
Nothing can be done to wipe them out
Maybe tolerance is the only key
To survive in a lost world
Created by the devil in the heart
Which has produced three poisons
Greed, hatred and infatuation
The source of all passions and delusions
In a lost world of today and tomorrow
There seems to be an epidemic spreading more and more each day
Although it's not contagious people are dying anyway
It's not heart disease or cancer, Alzheimers or even dope
This disease is caused from thinking there is no hope
The thing I am referring to causes one to believe
That no one cares about them and it makes them grieve
When they feel life has no meaning and nothing can be done
They may take an overdose or go out and get a gun
Then their friends and loved ones deal with grief of their own
And if they don't ask for help they too may soon be gone
Lord help us to pay attention and always be alert
Fill us with compassion for those who really hurt
Though we may not be able to fully understand
Let us just be willing to lend a helping hand
Physical suffering, too many,
Afflicted by physical diseases and pains,
Inconceivable that nothing can be done,
Never-Never Land; an imaginary place without diseases and pains, could that be?
Serenity; quiet the mind, body, soul, guide me Dear Lord, free me of disease and pain.