Best Semitic Poems


Premium Member Collective Guilt Lm

‘What good´s permitting some prophet of doom? To wipe every smile away …’


The orator grins at his drunken audience through make up and mask

Opens the cabaret’s veil in the theatre of forsaken minds on the run

Champagne flows from magic fountains while Berlin falters from grace

The wild thirties dance to an apocalyptic sound of paralized conscience


Outside the toothbrush moustache commandeers Svastika’s march

Torches set light to mislead passion and houses of semitic prayer

Crystal breaks as brown shirts parade their poisonous conquest

Heil to the savage Führer when ‘reality is something to rise above’


Pirouettes swirl on stilettos while boots squash compassion and lives

Caviar evades judeo-bolshevik scapegoats and trains to the camps

Blond blue-eyed conception born to inhabit Lebensraum on the map

Feeds into industrialist’s dream of war effort and armoured production


The white flag of surrender stuck into skull bones and belligerent stride

No meaningful rise of resistance only raised arms and ‘following orders’

When God capitulated and sang his swan song to the sound of hell fire

And prophets of doom cashed in on gas chambers and golden teeth


It’s easy in hindsight to lift the pen from an immaculate ink-pot of courage

But where would I have been when ashes in Auschwitz were ascending

When evil tore into the last bit of humanity in a vile coup of disgrace

As I look into the mirror of history I reflect on the cowardice in my soul


21st February 2020


‘What good´s permitting some prophet of doom? To wipe every smile away …’

Line from Cabaret the musical base on Christopher Isherwood’s 'Good-bye to 

Berlin'

Theme for the poem ‘Reality is something to rise above' Liza Minelli
Categories: semitic, history,
Form: Free verse

Ghost Gum Burns

"Ghost Gum Burns"



Ghost Gum burns
Inside a heart bleeds
lifted by fire tornado turns

(LadyLabyrinth/2020)





“My Lovely Jinn” / Johnny Hollow
https://youtu.be/kzXn__UAF0c










1.
Corymbia aparrerinja commonly known as ghost gum, is an evergreen tree that is native to Central Australia. It grows up to 20 metres in height and has smooth, white to cream and pink-tinged bark, which sheds seasonally in thin scales


2.Jinn: Collective Noun
Jinn is an Arabic collective noun deriving from the Semitic root jnn (Arabic), whose primary meaning is "to hide" or "to conceal".


3.Jinn: Genie (Supernatural/Islamic Mythology)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jinn


4. turn.
https://www.thefreedictionary.com/turn
Categories: semitic, fire, imagery, muse, psychological,
Form: Senryu

Our Neighbour

Our Neighbours. 
In the darkness of the Ramallah night there is a light
An ember of hope, as the world is lowly and begins
To see that suffering is not one sided. 
There is fear on both sides of the eyesore walls one 
For losing what they have acquired, the other for losing 
The little they have left. The victors are sensing they are 
Prisoners too and might be on the wrongs side of 
The walls as they sink into the ennui of misplaced hubris

Semitic people they are both Moslems, Christians, and
Jews, not fundamentalist in the rising tide of intolerance
 Both sides in the world of chaos can find common ground,
They share the same culture, relatives lost in history.
May they overcome strife and find neighbourly peace as
The wind blows bitter dust in the Persian gulf.
Categories: semitic, betrayal, boyfriend, bullying, cousin,
Form: Sonnet

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Premium Member The Cries of Adonis-W

I, Adonis, born out of an incest of father-daughter
Semitic god, a hunter and a handsome man
A god of vegetation, women’s laments “Adoniscries”
Festivals on me in spring, mourning in autumn.

Spending six months with favorite Aphrodite,
The Goddess of love, beauty and sexual pleasure
Born out of the churning and foaming of
Severed genitals thrown into the ocean
Loved by many of the gods and mortals
But luckily I am her most favored one

Spending six months with ill favored Persephone
Queen of the dead, and the underworld,
Pomegranate in hand, the goddess of harvest 
Father promising her in marriage with his brother
Over-aged Goddess seduced me in under-age.

I have heard about “the Adonis Complex”
The main concern today of one’s body image
A modern problem striking men of all age
Ye, mortals! On the earth you have our replicas
Adonises, Zeuses, Aphrodites and Persephones
I’m not a god like Christ, Lord Krishna or Allah.

Lead me kindly not to undeserved godliness
Plead me not for my polygamy and incest
Forbid don’t forget, you masters of words
Bid me well with your thoughtful muse.
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First Place Winner in
CONTEST :"GLORY 'gods' (MEN ONLY ENTRIES) of Linda-Marie
Categories: semitic, god, me,
Form: Verse

Merciful Deceased Mother Father Twill See Thee Anon

Merciful Deceased Mother - Father T'will See Thee Anon

Atheism underscores bedrock
schema Holy Toledo
encompassing mine secular humanistic credo
simultaneously tricking elusive illusion, sans
supernal radiant quintessence

blasting damn ming the torpedo
didst alight kindle linkedin skepticism,
asper this son kissed faith no more,
(nor e'er didst I believe)
with irrefutably blinding albedo.

Though both parents
predecessors theology, included prayer
purportedly distilled within
Eastern European Jewry, where
without bonafied definite
certainty doubts to square
lee dismiss, this mortal

forced to conjecture dare
ring declaratively, while
sitting in thinking chair
(bet my bottom dollar to air)
course, I take leap of faith here
me forebears most likely
modus operandi did adhere

practiced, skewed, premised 
Semitic virtue and vice
towed toward theistic obeisance suffice
hath to claim parochial paradigms mice
self attests little doubt,

(no matter scant rice
sized grain genealogical details posit,
one granule pepper, or
other old World spice)

supposed speculative precepts
akin to bing as loose as lice
sen shuss behavior
precepts prevails precise

lee predicated on
(at the minimum Reformed) price
less cherished Jewish, 
traditions as device
ordering existence, (perhaps Judeo Christian)

principled tenets to whit
and mention above sit
chew waited at down
chronological arc soon to quit
final chapter of life, though

near ninety year old papa will visit
death be not proud realm
after he doth exhaust limit
of his mortal tenure, I admit
he gives nary a fig, 

his meager profit
will not be deeded to any church,
and this sole son 
expects (dentured teeth to grit
tight and eyes teary)

to reed only commendable
comments asper his obit,
where spirit of Harriet Harris fuses
with that of Boyce Harris as one unit
Tarry yon forever!
Categories: semitic, cinderella, forgiveness, funeral, goodbye,
Form: Elegiac Lyric

Never Again

NEVER AGAIN!

How many times can we claim
“Never Again”
As justification for our
Systematic genocide!

“Never Again”
Has worked time and again,
To control the world’s media
Revisiting Nazi death camps
So we will never forget

As a Jew,
I must support Israeli atrocities
Or I am labeled anti-Semitic,
Ignoring the actual definition of Semitic
Which includes both Jews and Arabs!

How can I stand by,
And watch my fellow Jews,
Destroy Palestinian homes,
Palestinian schools, hospitals, and mosques,
And hold fast to “never again”.

When will my Israeli brothers and sisters
Awake from their collective reliance
On a “rational” that can no longer
Overlook the fact
That the oppressed have become the oppressors

That integral to the strategy of
“Never Again”
Is the erroneous conclusion
That all and anything
Is acceptable in the prevention of its re-occurrence.

I embrace the concept of “Never Again”,
But not as a rallying cry
To obliterate, decimate, and subjugate,
my brothers and sister Palestinians.
To this I will take a stand!

NEVER AGAIN!
Categories: semitic, allah, anger, arabic,
Form: Free verse


Holocaust

Holocaust 
After the war - late forties and the fiftyish
Magazines often published grizzly pictures
Of Jews being murdered for being Semitic.
Newspapers and magazines do not publish
Such photos anymore- perhaps rightly,-
They may give us nightmares.
Two old men and a boy standing at the edge
Of a mass grave, the three held their hands
Modestly over their genitalia.
 German soldiers around and a civilian man 
With a hunting rifle he was there 
To bag a Jew. 
 What happened to the civilian after the war?
Probably he survived and lived a long life
 Somewhere in the Alps.
We, how have seen black & white photos
Of the truth will never forget.
Categories: semitic, holocaust,
Form: Blank verse

Water Everywhere

Water Everywhere 
A dam burst in Iraq and that`s how it began it rained for months 
and no one had thought of building a Noah’s ark fill it with pigs
to feast on when Christmas came around but there would be 
too many objections from practising Jews, vegans, not forgetting 
Muslims and the two Semitic people`s family would squabble as
they have done for centuries and the vegan`s would eat seagrass. 
When Himalaya was a reef sailors on ships had eaten each other 
sardines, a metre and twenty long, danced in The Radio Music Hall 
a shimmering synchronised display entertaining dolphins; and
 the Wall Street was a hangout for hammer- head sharks as were 
the way of the pre-flooding days. Finally, the water ebbed enough 
for the only man left to go ashore on the reef and dry his feet, 
burning his raft, smoke a cigarette and wondering, what happened
 to the blue whales.
Categories: semitic, age, allegory, angst, appreciation,
Form: Bio

My Writings Garments

>>1111>>MY WRITINGS GARMENTS<<1111<<

Wo! Unto the man who stands
And asserts that my writing intends,
To relate only commonplace things,
And secular narratives, 
It’s not even relative,
For if it were so,
You would want to know,
That in the present times,
Yeah I’m telling you this within a rhyme as I’m sitting,
Likewise a writing might be written as I’m living,
And given with more attractive narratives.

Now I’m sick of all the arguments,
The narratives of my writings are its garments,
Come on readers I want to hear your comments!
Cause he who thinks these garments are the writing itself,
Doesn’t have true wealth and needs some,
They need to run and deserve to perish because they are dumb,
And have no share in the world to come.

Wo! unto the fools who look no further when they see an elegant robe!
Stagnant, mentally unfit to find answers across the globe, dimwit! 
More valuable than the garment is the body which carries it,
Take note to the following, I recommend wisdom to everybody,
More valuable even than that is the soul which animates the body,
Cause fools only see the garments of my writings,
The more intelligent see the body, it’s more enticing,
Get with my writings, inviting anybody and all,
The wise see the soul, and take it personal,
And go on seeing its proper being, on a higher level,
In this current time we have been dealt,
The “Upper Soul” of my writings will stand revealed and felt. 

These words are not mine and don’t dwell as a belief system in my mind,
This allegorical narrative is knowledge intertwined,
With tricks and how to learn to be quick, 
Mentored by enlightened Semitic Jewish mystics,
You’re unintelligent, always quit, internally sick,
You’re wanting the mindset of being awake and conscious,
But you can’t reach what you’re after, its above you and afar,
Because you don’t have basic knowledge of the Zohar.
© Quincy Mac  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: semitic, allegory, meaningful, metaphor, mystery,
Form: Epic

Premium Member A-Wondering Why

I've sat up nights
    a-wondering why
  I no longer hear the expression
    'Here's mud in your eye'

  It's not racist, sexist, or homophobic
    not anti-semitic or islamophobic 
  Perhaps this is it: It's just so awfully deplorable
    It makes Hillary Clinton seem sweet and adorable
Categories: semitic, language, slam, sweet,
Form: Rhyme

Trumps Feeble Limp Rox Zilch State of Emergency

Trumps Feeble, Limp, Rox... Zilch State Of Emergency

H.G. Wells..., ah...now there
without dark shadow of a doubt,
in my (myopic brown) eyes,
a prolific writer hooked hood accessorize
the English language, and captivated

populations, sans "The War Of
The Worlds" to realize,
with an assiduous presentation
convinced listeners, how
aliens did cannibalize

innocent Earthlings strictly via radio,
where rapt audience could actualize
"FAKE subjects" pretended to agonize,
yea of course after receiving
substance that did anesthetize

in an effort to minimize
potential melee erupting,
which feasible outburst,
could tinder, kindle, and antagonize
crowdsourcing masses,

who suddenly became repentant,
and sought to apologize
each to their personal deity, apprise
zing respective comportment, thus
the apprenticed faux presidential Don,

rather than agonize
over farcical shenanigans, where dissension
among rank ken file seems to arise,
could take page from said playbook
visiting storied aforementioned scribe,

whose spirit author might be able to authorize
and conjure creative satisfactory
acceptable non costly deterrent breadthwise
cuz, more anger will materialize,
particularly if monies summarily brutalize

for social services that benefit the 99%
myself and the missus included analogous to...baptize
with gentile invisible knifed incision
or if Semitic tolled uncivil lies,
asper emotional financial, mental...
painless process to circumcise

purportedly for best interests
of citizens at heart, but tummy
essentially acting counterclockwise
to the modus vivendi that underlies
the immigrant experience that peopled

United States Of America, who did colonize
at expense of rightful natives
scattered innocent tribes, whose demise
vis a vis any fact checker, would
clearly recognize as blatant lies!
Categories: semitic, abuse, america, anti bullying,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme

Read Journal True Bull His Him Within Lusaka, Zambia Part One

Laston Simuzingili linkedin with this American
maverick freelancing writing scout, 
(and word maven par excellence
Matthew Scott Harris always ha sellout), 
thru Spoken Word route, a popular global 
Facebook poetry forum prodded me to venture, 

without shadow of a doubt, and try my hand 
to craft, this rhyme for that reason tout 
ting expertise (mine) forging metrical 
syncopation, which electronically soundless shout, 
though tribalism within Lusaka, Zambia beyond 
my literary purview hence any objection 

i.e. cerebral workout, sans the following 
amateurishly wrought  gobbledygook by devout atheist 
please do not be shy to call me out, 
or send strongarm lance of the law if I 
unwittingly commit any faux pas, this author, 
who took mini crash (course) test dummy  
about said convoluted titled topic unbeknownst 

to him as little as Trout
Fishing in America, 
cuz he gets this hooked Semitic Schnozzle snout
stuck, while groveling, ferreting, expanding 
his knowledge base no matter he doth spout -
whale visiting unfamiliar leviathan African bailiwick 
may deliver just deserved desserts fallout. 

According to the following Google url search result,
I reddit at whatsapp
http://www.qfmzambia.com/2018/10/07/
tribalism-has-no-place-in-zambia-
First Republican President

Kenneth Kaunda opened
potential Pandora box trap
expressing honest opinion, and observed
discrimination predicated on snap
judgement, or based on tribe equally

unfair methodology to foster, and rocket rap
pore, and ethnic background as well
owns no place in Zambia, cuz smeared pap
(as conk curd by ghost of Milton Shapp),
Categories: semitic, abuse, death of a
Form: Epic

Two Peas In a Pod

No matter communication
betwixt us askew,
spontaneity explains reason I dashed
off this poem for thee and thy beau
pattern ally conscious at obvious clue,

how overjoyed, (though a
self subdued exclude did dude) due
tuff fully feels beholden to
toil let past hateful indiscretions
jackknifing kindred luck,

and quite convenient
for me to eschew
avoidance behaviour (my specialty) etu
Brutus tangled with Popeye ignoring
sailor man turned beastie boy, no foo-

ling, sans spinach (spin age) of my boyhood
fighter, aye linkedin hearty genuine parental
affection culled forth
since your joyous birth,
ah how the years flew

and fierce determination grew
a strong vibrant young lady,
with BOTH brains and brawn, a hue
man... er woman, whose
heart could melt an igloo,

thus thy motive of this
very reformed gentile Jew
nary a whit of genealogy I learned,
hence this schlemiel lets
out eclectic Kathmandu

gestalt steeped, not the
least familiar about Semitic customs,
smidgen much less
than mine parents knew,
which deems yours truly cock eye loo

wee, perhaps this poem
not very a moo
zing to ye, yet
an extemporaneous whim
kindled this papa to write,

especially, when mother came home
exhausted, yet alight
with bubbling ebullience
at dazzling bright
unbridled vibrant warm

yawping zealous delight
displayed between thee,
our eldest daughter,
she (mother) burst with excite
ability, her frothing, gurgling,

and harboring flight
of fancy, thee, and respectable
gentleman from Puerto Rico
fit like a hand glove - and also

approximately the same height
no deterrent for me to gauge insight
and reckon both perfect
as day and knight!
Categories: semitic, boyfriend, father, father daughter,
Form: Lyric

What's Wrong With Nationalism

I
Don't groan, I avoid hating -
Nazi Germany used 'National Socialist'
To give the lie to nationalism
And to God of all ethnoi, Jew and Gentile
But moans & groans turn to labeling
(Thinkers as Anti-Semite, even if Semitic)
Or friends of all nations, Jew & Gentile

II
You see what wrong?
I can only agree with givernments -
Or get called names, da#nn any brains:
I will be ostracized
Cast both as Nazi and Anti semite
If I say the government of Israel
Ought to have used, Judea or Judah!
The Samaritan's are still here (Nablus, 
In the occupied West Bank, old Neapolis)
But Israelis rarely accept them as Jews 
John chapter 4 is alive. So is Shechem!

III
When you have been a victim, or hurt
You will fly a flag higher than the cross
The cross and temple must raise flags
Must raise money, help solve problems-
But the 'church' today has no state
Or equal rights with the Flag
That's why nationalism is an ISM:
Ask Vlad Putin and the heores of USSR
© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: semitic, abuse, betrayal, devotion, mythology,
Form: Prose Poetry

The Leprechaun Within

every March seventeenth, the glint froom
a perverted imp finds me achin'
and if aye dig deep enough,
this Goyish pseudo judo day yo criss chin

can figuratively unearth a puckish
   (gnome like) elfish sprite 
   with a layer ring ga Erin
which byte size (key) ah man able troll
   help pan for treasure hunters

   plume bing the underworld
   with his (aye farm lee bull eve
   moost har male) sly grin
stirring thy faux set (head) 
   feigned Irish with in
new mutter nada trace,

   (boot perhaps juiced an iota) 
   o' Brogue kin
Celtic gene found
   within me genealogical tree,
   an itty bitty min
newt chromosomal thread,
   (which with assistance of Crispr)
   i.e., a more discerning Quaker can pin

point how this predominantly 
   (decrepit ole coot)
   Semitic baby boomer tub hoot
(whale hugging 
   ma gude look four leaf Shamrock)
   can locate long buried loot

according to legend
   (plus devout avid fervent 
   Irish Aunt Fib B. Hen
   aka Sally Salamander Newt)
doth avail her excitement to help up root

(perhaps revisiting a previously dug oop ditch)
maybe treasure undetected
   cuz ova technical, 
   and/or mechanical glitch

truth to the tantalizing myth 
   whar hike can hitch
   my dreams to a morning star,
   that would make a par man rich
and put an end 
   to mine fingers that hoo twitch

which i roan nick pie rite (of quartz)
   alluding to healthy appetite,
sans tea zing alluring 
   (whet started as byte)
size nar invisible craving,
   
   which fantasy easily didst excite
(necessitating yars true lee) to don robe of foo fight
tar, yet persistent and nagging lust didst light
lore (akin to un hearth thing
   pot o' gold at rainbow's end),
   cuz hum ma penniless plight
   such dogged pursuit, a mirage,
   whereat aye drool in plain sight
thus conk clue ding this 
   hip poe eponymous droning pome
   though, tis plenti mo' hie hood write!
Categories: semitic, 11th grade, 12th grade,
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