And all immortality belongs with the Almighty;
And all of eternity belongs to the Almighty;
And all the affairs of man
And man himself
Are but like dewdrops at sunrise.
And every passing day,
And every passing night,
Mortality compulsorily and subtly crosses through
The vast emptiness to meet us for our mulct.
And he comes while we are awake.
And he comes while we are asleep.
And he comes like a shadow in the dark.
Unnoticed.
Every day and every night.
And soon it will be sunset
And man and all his endeavours
Will become but subtle shadows of themselves
Steadily flickering out.
Categories:
compulsorily, life, wisdom, world,
Form: Free verse
And all immortality belongs with the Almighty;
And all of eternity belongs to the Almighty;
And all the affairs of man
And man himself
Are but like dewdrops at sunrise.
And every passing day,
And every passing night,
Mortality compulsorily and subtly crosses through
The vast emptiness to meet us for our mulct.
And he comes while we are awake.
And he comes while we are asleep.
And he comes like a shadow in the dark.
Unnoticed.
Every day and every night.
And soon it will be sunset
And man and all his endeavours
Will become but subtle shadows of themselves
Steadily flickering out.
Categories:
compulsorily, adventure, allegory, allusion, analogy,
Form: Free verse
Bundle of rules elongating the short distance between a problem and its solution
Unnecessary layers compulsorily placed on a mounted ladder with very few steps
Road expectedly smooth and direct is created with uneven stones and many bends
Every step is an independent process making the system tiring and liable to corruption
Alternating procedures and changing routes heavily function in the handling of issues
Under these so many ambiguous limbs is the fertile ground to germinate yet more problems
Complication storms out of these processes lined up in a queue with undefined relevance
Rare is the accuracy of timing respected as it is bastardized in five to ten folds
Add-ons a very possible side effect embracing the commotion of the mercy of many hands
Cruel is this system, especially in the 21st century of advancement in data processing
Yet loved by establishments of worlds without regard to maximizing human services.
Categories:
compulsorily, angst, business, career, social,
Form: Acrostic
I get pretty disillusioned with petty illustrations
Expressing lush lifestyle of unattainable wealth tenable to a select few
I get pretty flustered with beautiful posters
Impersonating as the real deal, imposing, intimidating with a candid sly smile
I get pretty bored hearing radio ads that would compulsorily end with forced group laughter
Implying to its audience that they are nothing but foolish herds just thankful and be blessed
with their so-called auditory elegance presence
I get up and draw my own life with smileys in every signatures and making sure my
moments be priceless to no one's standard
I get up and look in the mirror, reflects at my own reflection and look deep inside my light
brown eyes and found the beauty in me, the beauty is me
I get up and sets my own playlist with occasional taped sound of my own voice just to
make sure that I won't hear my own forced laughter instead I would hear a more calm me
And there and then I realised
Calm is not a fiction...
Categories:
compulsorily, age, care, emotions, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Sinbad and Columbus nautical
Miles from home
Their flotilla of frigates
Sea sailed flags, flown
Compulsorily becalmed
Roped to steadfast bollards
Wharf bound
Red, green marine, sea blue scene
Maritime, party time, home time
Shore leave, can't leave, must leave
When the ship horn sounds
Sirens and mermaids waiting
Can't stand too long on
Unwaving ground
Ask the pilot, for the plot
Cards for money lost the lot
Ladies with port light windows
Sailor's take comfort
What happens, stays on land
Red, green marine, sea blue scene
Maritime, party time, home time
Shore leave, can't leave, must leave
When the ship horn sounds
Sirens and mermaids waiting
Categories:
compulsorily, world,
Form: Verse
M y mother died when I was fifteen months old
O h how my heart hurt when I called her so bold
T o heaven her soul did soar_ leaving her children
H ere on this earth, with lives now so totally barren
E each day I wonder why so young she had to go
R easons I will never know in this life though
S atan did his work in destroying family
D evil stirred the father to drink, compulsorily
E aten away was his heart from the loss; Granny
A ttended five children's needs, extra for baby
T o family members word was spread_ youngest given
H ome by adoptive family; but this for child heaven
Categories:
compulsorily, childhood, death, family, introspection,
Form: Acrostic