Best Parameter Poems


Vile Smart

Sifting for lamb in a wolves pack
Like searching for a needle in a hay stack
Predator's parameter on a scale of gourmet
Lessening time warble with each revolution
Camouflaged in whiskers, shedding off spotlight
Tossed decision in flaunting sides between jekyll or hyde
When fostering quaint concubine, a mistaken desire
A swollen brook will break across the familiar pier
If silent does not mean it isn't there
Contingently awaiting or frolicking on the devil's mare
How lullaby enunciates at the cradled moment
Decides whether put evil to snooze or become more flagrant


        28/06/2016

Gibbs Free Energy

I am teetering at the brim of progress 
The self I spend to be of worth
Is the same self that I had to earn

And to what end? 
I ask,
At what fee?
The ones that stand down do so for free 

And all that’s left is work for me
(Fr , 

         PdV)

I hauled up, masochistic Sisyphus  
All they did was balk
Scatter, Jack and Jill   
Emptily talk 
About how hard, how far
Never
I could not

And then for an instant I was on top

[King parenthetical]

They stood with their calculators
Screaming

But negative RTlnKeq ???
Kb T times ln W   ???
Enthalpy minus T entropy,
Gives us the standard energy ???

I saw the people finally sap
It was halfway forward to halfway back

I felt something snap

And I fell unfathomably far 
To a different bottom
A different problem

I stood intermediate at the foot of the unknown
Before a taller peak to dethrone

--
Note: Gibbs Free Energy (delta G) is a thermodynamic parameter used to describe reactions and stability in chemistry. It is common to see a diagram of delta G vs. reaction progress. These free energy diagrams consist of continuous curves with peaks and troughs. The lower the energy, the more stable. 

Unfortunately you have to have significant background knowledge in chemistry to understand every reference.
© Jessica Vh  Create an image from this poem.

The July Founders

You return every year and the same month
That is what I remember as I bid you farewell
Six months ago; 

Riding on an old short-legged shoe
In the parameter of being a White or Hispanic
Or just a dead Indian instead I listen in full
To the lengthy story of a Black President;

The fumblingly sound of hope
While the leeks sway me.


Premium Member University of Life

Life had teached me that the lessons that are not learned in a class room. 

1. Every body that laugh with your is not your friend.
2. A shaped body or a pretty face is not guarantee of success.
3. Singlehood is not a condemn, specially for women, in a society
    when marriage is over rated as a symbol of triumph, and if you 
    do not fulfill the parameter, directly or undirectly, is implied that 
    you are a misfit.
4. Health conditions is not an excuse to give up to your dreams,
    unless is disabling.
5. Share time of quality with family and friends. You never know 
    when is the last day on Earth for them or for you.
6. Contemplate a sunset and twilight. Magnific creations of nature.
7. Do not fear the future. Expect the best
8. Dwelling in the past is a waste of time. You cannot change it. Pass 
    the page.
9. Take care of yourself. Is part of self love.
10. Love you in an unselfish way. You cannot love any body, without love you 
     first.


7-20-2016

Program Sonnet

Program Sonnet
Integer, Parameter:: L=14, S=10
!L number of lines, S number of syllables per line
Character (Len=6):: Syl(L, S)
Character (Len=80):: Line (L)
Do I=1,L
	Do J=1,S
    	Syl(I,J)= 
! here is where you insert 
! the poetic thought the computer 
!cannot produce
	Enddo
Enddo

Do I=1,L
	Line(I)=Syl(I,1)
	Do J=2,S
		Line(I)=trim(Line(I))//trim(Syl(I,J)) 
	Enddo
Enddo
! If you want a rhyming sonnet, start subroutine rhyme

If (line.eq.good) then
	Keep
Else
	Revise
Endif

Do I=1,L
	Write (*,*) Line(I)
Enddo

End Program Sonnet


! October 16, 2018
! For contest all 'dim ones and zeros- A programming contest
! Sponsored by Brahn Bailey

Wishing Without Feel Is In Vogue

2010 is ringing out 
         2011 is on the threshold

Joy and cheer enjoyed 
         may we carry forward and hold 

Grief and pain endured
         may we carry forward as lessons in bold

Year just a parameter
        lets not wish in parts, wish till deaths cold

Many have wished 
        let your wish be pure to impact many fold

Wishing without feel is in vogue
        pain still exists as wishes mailed, Greetings sold     

Lets resolve to wish with heart 
        joy, peace be not extinct as mythical pot of gold    

---------------------------------------------------------------------------
To all Soup colleagues ~~~~~
Heartfelt wishes / warm hugs / tons of love 
~~~~~~~~~~for Happy 2011

Hitendra Mehta


Parameters

chaos alone is
less constructive
than that which
fluctuates within
the parameters of
the norm---like a 
bomb ticking, like
a blade sharpening,
like a rebel waiting in
the jungle---knowing
the lines within which
one colors, so that the
lines can be broken---
create & destroy, destroy
to create, breaking down
all that was---smashing
all things retro but never
claiming pure originality
for anything---knowing all
is a pastiche, knowing that
we all consciously/unconsciously
have been sampling &
repeating, memorizing &
dwelling in the beauty of the
cultures around us,
which bring us a reason to
keep on pushing the rock up the
hill, 
eroding
eroding
eroding
the hill itself,
for the biggest parameter of all
is that obstacle 
smack dab in front of 
oneself &
it needs to be
obliterated.

Bard's East Side Recitation

ya can't recite a sonnet 
without a union card
we got rules here ya know
now move along, 
you're not da bard

ya can't be a narrated narrative
neither an alliterative comparative
voiced onomatopoeia sounds like a panacea
but the aesthetics don't fit the phonetics

ya can't be a couple-a-couplets
droppin' duo doubles as doublets

ya can't be a Limerick either
now ya don't look Irish neither
so, authentic you ain't
don't make no complaint
got no chew but yer one last incisor

ya can't get on the open-mic
an' recite jus' anything ya like
it takes rules and forms
to fit into da norms
without causin' a riot or strike

so jus' be aware, we got rules here 
acrostics will get cha put down
Iambic pentameter - is the wroong parameter,
and the villanelle - don't go over so well
your calligraphy don't mean nutin' ta dem - or me
so jus' know, how we blow...
'cause, youse ain't da bard

© Goode Guy 2012-11-15
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Premium Member Got To Change the Crappy Ways

GOT TO CHANGE THE CRAPPY WAYS

To all kinds of crappy individuals,
who think they are high and mighty.
I find them people with no principles
for they are really mean and slimy.

I was a disability specialist for years
analyzing and processing disability claims.
I heard claimants’ demands for hours
or their attorneys’; they could be profane.

They wanted the money they believed
they were entitled for paying the premiums.
The reason for delay, they could not perceive
and the fact their employer paid the premiums.

They said or screamed, “you don’t know anything”
and asked for the supervisor or manager.
I would say they would tell you the same thing,
so read the policy for we follow the same parameter.

Their attorneys would say I am an attorney,
like telling me I was nobody and they were better.
They would say I would sue you, like it would deter me.
I said, “go ahead and send it in with documents altogether”.

I would read them the provisions of the policy, why we
need documents and they would not even have a clue.
Appeared they were just concerned about their fees
without getting and reading the policy for a review.

Some of these claimants, they did not want to work.
They filed for disability benefits, as source of income.
Telling them they were not disabled, they were irked.
No disabling conditions to take advantage of the system.

To people full of crap, like rudeness and dishonesty.
Change the crappy ways that would not get anywhere.
I am not judgmental, I am telling with complete honesty.
Cut it out, meanness, nastiness would lead nowhere.


1/9/22      King-Size Bull Crap Poetry 
                Charles Messina
                
Used         RhymeZone

The Mentor

A paradigm of greatness
Is dependent on personal assessment
It can't be impugned upon
A parameter bestowed upon me a person making a choice.

Freedom of choice is God given!
The criteria of my choice
Is based on a logical reason
From the generally accepted to specific idiom
Personal knowledge of the person is the paramount basis
No amount of hearsay, speculation or jaundiced biases
A closet whose ajarred door can't be scrutinized.

He's my mentor where it touched my heart
Where he changed me from better to best
Where he imparted me with great virtues
Virtues that catapulted me into a pedestal
Where he has left a niche into my heart
That never can be erased and surpassed
Where my feelings, my dealings
And my unforgettable experience shall remain
As time goes by and as life goes on!

Premium Member A Rattling Rhyme

Our sixth grade classmate Sarah Lovely Sweetheart was a formidable foe,
Outside beauty was her forte, but her heart was a giant big fat woe.
Many of the twelve-year old boys were smitten, because she was pretty and a glow.
Her eyes shined the most fantastic blue with a curious silver, made just so.
We girls had figured out her angle, because we were not so very slow.
Did I say she could lie better than our former resident liar, Little Joe?
Smoothly, effortlessly, she could pour them out like sweet molasses, really slow.
It did not help the boys that she was stacked up like a perky Marilyn Monroe.
They blindly followed her like short puppies, gaping and fawning, to and fro.
Really funny to see, as she was taller than them by half a foot or so.
Sarah Lovely Sweetheart lied, stole, fought and bit, but her male fans would never know.
Because she only revealed her true self to us girls, that big fat hairy ho.

Written:  July 29, 1018
Contest Entered:  A Rattling Rhyme Contest	Sponsor:  Nina Parameter

Definitions Continued(In Terms of Human Intelligence) - 2

Interpretivity is a measure of a person’s rate of understanding. A person’s rate of
interpretation shows the individual’s ability to unlock, identify, simplify, solve,
measure accurately, try to understand, restore, think, re-think, unveil, transcribe,
translate and hence it has a role to play in an individual’s creativity. Since the rate of
understanding is directly proportional to creativity, an individual’s level of
interpretivity is a measure of an individual's understanding i.e. ability to read,
receive, interpret(internalize-explore-externalize). Intuitivity and inquisitivity play
important roles with this parameter. It is the link that bridges receptivity and
reproductivity.


Narrativity ability to read and give back – reproduce without necessarily understanding
what is read. A very high level of receptivity, low interpretivity and expressivity
exhibit narrativity.

Reproductivity – ability to give back exactly what has been given, read, thought e.t.c.
without any sort of addition, creativity, subtraction, alteration e.t.c. It is totally
different from re-creativity. A high level of understanding is needed for reproductivity.

Re-creativity – this is the ability to re-modify, re-adjust, re-define, re-alter,
re-model, re-shape e.t.c. an already existing-created-discovered altered creativity. For
re-creativity to be achieved, some absolute understanding about the substance in question
i.e. to be re-created must have been undergone. It is an alteration to creativity. It is
correctional adjustment to creativity.

Correctivity is the process of re-mending-mending, re-molding-molding, re-fixing-fixing of
an altered creativity-substance. It requires absolute-ultimate not only mastery but total
understanding of the altered creativity in order to perform this process.

Understanding is having an absolute knowledge and wisdom about something. It is the
interpretation i.e. (pure-total reception, highly active intuitivity-individual
perception-inquisitivity and maximal expressivity) that eventually must lead to
creativity. When understanding is at its peak creativity is inevitable whether by
derivations from the original-truth or copies of the-from the original-truth. If
understanding is directly proportional to the vividness of imagination then the rate of
creativity will-must vary from one person to another.

Monarch's Madness

-Monarch's Madness-

As I’m sitting here, enjoying monarchs’ fingers of a dead man…The dry smoothness of the night. I privy the requisite.

In the discomfort, of comfortability…Watching time go by.

There’s this thought that runs wild in the head; that of parameter. It’ll be an interesting year. Schrödinger’s cat.

Is fate alive, tethered? Or has it yet to enlighten the veil? 
 
The field of captivation is astounding. The wonderland grasping. Thou throat, of one’s mind. When does thee catch a break? It is inherently rhetorical. A silent mocking. 

Not enough substance for a jay, presumably. Could this really be the start of an end? Or the end of a start? 

I’d like to know, where I am to be situated in this universe. Rather than basking as an idol in adolescence, pondering head notions that do not exist.
© Mr Pickles  Create an image from this poem.

Broken

Broken 
He was a man of my dreams,
At my senior year
He smiles that made me laugh
He teaches until I master each lessons
He touches my hair
And then he shrugged
I fell in love.
But  he disappeared,
All of a sudden.
I cried.
I begged.
I waited.
He never came back.
 
I had this guy
While I was with number one
He was with in my parameter
Stealing each moment,
Like a thief under my shadow
Looking
Observing
And loving…
I was broken
He collected me.
I broke his heart
Thrice
He broke mine
Once.
He left me
I was dumped.
I still have this agony
And angst of revenge
But what can I do
He left.
He gave up.
He can’t live with me.
I am notorious
sadist
I wasn't the person
Worth loving.
I work
Worked
And working
Out of my stress filled
Fast phased life
I received a call
A guy from the past
Has been looking for me for years now..
He finally found me.
He insists to go out that night.
It was dark and raining
But I went with him.
It was one of the best nights I had
To be with someone else
When I already belong to another man
Why not
I don’t have a ring yet
I went home 2:00 am
Happy and inspired
For the new spice that knocks into my door
I opened it
Just to find out
He went back to his country day after our meeting.
It was the 3rd time
I was broken.
Again.

Merry Me

The world in generality
as to the knowledge of known knower
in between reasons, senses and perceptions
is a matter of clarity
on becoming merry
as oppose to being merry

The matter of worldly parameter 
is of dictating representation
of liberating indoctrination
in attaining truth
despite the contingent sublimity
and deciphering the apparent symbols of parables
in order
as if by fashion
to arrive to an indubitable state of merriment

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