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conciliation

conciliation
from one side to the other
healing now and past



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Museum Of Masked Faces - First Draft

On synthetic derelict stage of deception domain,
I gyrate the split mind, ensnared by bipolarity chain.
Under illusive limelight of ostentatious time, 
I’m entangled in machinated invasive paradox prime.
In make-belief life’s drama I act with no compunction, 
I face fabricated faces flocking redundant in conjunction. 
Identity lost in conglomerate of counterfeit facades,
I don’t perform by heart's prudent prompt if it pervades.
In masquerading faces reflected in warped mirror, 
I see concealed the contorted contours of rancid rancor. 
With their phony pretense a conciliation role I tactfully play,
my misshapen face of spite, the actor in me doesn't portray. 
Finding a fake place to subsist in pretend archival spaces, 
I’m a configured antique in the museum of masked faces.

Conciliation - the Another Name of Life

Sometimes it happens when you search for tranquility but, you don't get it anymore,

Sometimes I do for  right purpose but, it never remains for good anymore....

Sometimes I think to please  everyone but, don't know why it never remains anymore....

Sometimes I make ally but, they no longer remains with me anymore....

Sometimes little things fulfill you up with euphoria but, this euphoria never remains with me anymore....

Sometimes this world always indict you but, never remains to be with you anymore....

Sometimes I scamper away from all that I suffered but, it never give up on anymore....

Sometimes when you find a lithe but, it  does not remains soft anymore....

Sometimes this life gives you everything but, does not give you satisfaction anymore....

Sometimes I hush myself but, never ask for anything anymore.

Silence

Word juice in
whispered summaries
by the senses...
sound painting
printed on
souls...

syncopations of
sonorities
smoothly
flagged...

visual exposure
of the conciliation of
all signs...

Concentration
of virtues in
grandiloquence...
with
hegemonic
of sensitivities...

Silence is everything...!

Monotony

Same scene; same birds, flies, insects; same plants, and fall flowers,
Sameness has built lasting nests, like small social weavers;
Boredom, like ivy creep or jasmine, creeps, and hovers,
Tedium grows hooky and sticky like coal-cleavers...!

I avoid crowds, yet, see the same faces at the end,
Each route I tread toward, the same destiny does tend;
Everyone does see; just like me; all feel yet pretend;
Who is wrong? Who is right? Who here does ever repent?

Compromise is the word they use; with whom? When? What? Why?
Conciliation! What? What does this mean? Earth? Oh! Sky?
Each way you think is only your way; they seem to say,
Confusions and contradictions are trends of the day...!

Mono! Boredom so! Tedium!  Do they touch your heart?
Plunge! Dive! Drown! Come alive! Yet, life is not full of naught!!!



25 October 2021

Worshiping Idol Only For You

courteous living life I had
as if in dreamy land
where autumnal breeze
brought your whispering and soft kiss,
where flying flower the butterfly
brought your sophisticated hug,
where the sinuous river
played a rhythm of our heart unity

but now fall in abortive seclusion without you
hopeless conciliation life donates
intimacy with shouting hellish insects,
I'm confined my worshiping idol
only for you o my love
in my life
I adore you 


-Tuesday, July 23, 2019 Chattogram

Silence Is Silence

SILENCE
Juice words in
whispered overviews
by the senses ...

Sound Painting
printed on
souls ...

Synopsis of
sonorities
gently
flagged ...

Visual exposure
of the conciliation of
all signs ...

Concentration
of virtues in
grandiloquence...

Wit
hegemonic
of sensitivities ...
Silence is everything ...!

Peace

In my dreams there’s a tomorrow 
Where I’ve learned to live with sorrow
I’ve made peace with all the schemes
There’s a tomorrow in my dreams

In my heart few regrets 
Haunting past just silhouettes
Bygones forgiven in most part
Few regrets in my heart

In my mind living in the present
Conciliation some might resent
Integrity and kindness are aligned
Living in the present in my mind

In my soul a calm stillness
A zephyr cures the chillness
Moonlit placid enchanted stroll
A calm stillness in my soul

Sublime peaceful paradigm
One blessed thought at a time 
Gentle breezes sway a windchime
Peaceful paradigm sublime



AP: Honorable Mention 2021, Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on March 30, 2019 for contest SWAP MEET sponsored by CAROL CONNELL

The Hidden Tale From the Statue

I walked pass the glorious work of Prinsloo and Vuuren
that great and tall statue of Rolihlahla Mandela
Embodying conciliation with a smile
Embracing unity with open arms

I turned around to satisfy myself in honoring the mighty hero
Closely I looked, carefully I observed, narrowly I meditated

Woe the horror I perceived, the truth I realized, the loneliness I sensed
the agony of confusion I perceived with eagles vision penetrating beyond the smile
I heard with ears of wisdom the still whispering voice in the dark mumbling
“After climbing a great hill, one only finds that there are many more hills to climb”

Turning around with a troubled heart at the lesson I heard with ears of wisdom
I heard a voice from distant lands with great power crossing the colonial borders
It sounded like the voice of that great hero of Mozambique saying 
“Aluta Continua”

Double Dutch

Alternative dispute resolution, said he
Barristers speak like that usually
Conciliation the outcome, we seek
During our meet, with the Beak
Evidence we have, evidently

Fraud is thick in the air, it is true
Grounds of recompense we pursue
Hearings will proceed
Indemnity achieved
Judging the Judge, goes with YOU!

Limerick 11
Lawyer/Barrister
Sponsored by Joseph May

10/1/2019

Pointless To Shoot From the Hip

The best results don’t of necessity arise from shooting from the hip
Where far from conforming to best practices, impulsive characters
Whip up antagonistic emotions which rip
Apart intended outcomes and incite detractors

Into a frenzy
Whose course of action
Hazy, sleazy and uneasy
Becomes a distraction

That not only torpedoes intended objectives but also introduces obstacles
Which add layers of unwanted complexity
That nothing short of miracles
Whose dexterity

Sorts out
By dint of sheer luck
Because clouds of doubt
Entering the fray suck and pluck

Oxygen from nascent possibilities
Slain
In the course of inserting insensibilities
Lain

Bare at the doorstep of ineptitude
Thrown into the mix
Alongside the wrong attitude
Fix

Stressed at an inopportune moment
To make a statement
Meant to comment
On a positive element

Fares badly unless a skilled diplomat recommends conciliation
To forge ahead determinedly towards a breakthrough
Obtained by virtue of a give and take mission 
That yields best outcomes right on cue.

World On Verge of Self Destruction

The world teeters on the verge of self destruction
As humankind devours human kindness
In missions bereft of conciliation construction
Which rebuilds and fields flowers of happiness.

The world withers amid self deceit
When humankind withholds warmth
Preferring to promote self conceit
In the midst of love and laughter dearth.

The world impoverishes dishes
Teeming with understanding and empathy
As humankind extinguishes species of fishes
Whose bowels and vowels spell sympathy.

The world teeters within an ace of insanity
When technology metamorphoses into a weapon 
Primed to wreak fabrics woven in human dignity
Disintegrate as revenue at all costs becomes the only business reason.

Concerns In My Corner

The demise of tears and fears fraternizes no frown
From my heart honed to handle an emphatic event
That stresses the face and pace of concerns in my town.

Tame any dame who claims to blame Bloom Brown
For infusions and profusions that signal an ingenious intent
Cos the demise of tears and fears fraternizes no frown.

Why cry over spilt milk when services of a clown
At little cost tames tiffs and whiffs in an incident
That dresses the face and pace of concerns in my town.

Conciliation and reconciliation compact the crown
Primed to decline and redefine a malcontent
Cos the demise of tears and fears fraternizes no frown.

Differences coupled with indifference can’t drown
Enthusiasm towards closing ranks to set a precedent
That stresses the face and pace of concerns in my town.

In the end, I conclude it doesn’t pay to wear a gloom gown
Stitched and bleached to imprint on my heart a devil dent 
Cos the demise of tears and fears fraternizes no frown
That stresses the face and pace of concerns in my town.

Civility In Sylvia's City

In the nick of time, Sylvia’s sympathy soars
Stealing the limelight and plying her trade
Within the context of romance roles
In the month of February Sylvia parades a persona well bred.

Stealing the limelight and plying her trade
Within an ace of breaking a reconciliation record
In the month of February Sylvia parades a persona well bred
Confirming her willingness to strike a conciliation chord. 

Within an ace of breaking a reconciliation record
Unchallenged for a dozen decades 
Sylvia confirms her willingness to strike a conciliation chord
Surrendering the trump talisman she held for a while.

Unchallenged for a dozen decades 
Within the context of romance roles
Surrendering the trump talisman she held for a while
In the nick of time, Sylvia’s sympathy soars.

The Blast of a Cast

The blast of a cast aghast with fuss on a blunderbuss
Flew and grew a crew who rued chances and stances to discuss
Differences in conciliation conferences that coerced cooperation
Amplified by the serenity and dignity delegates drew from desperation.  
 
The blast of a cast aghast with fuss on a boss bus
Flew and grew a crew who chimed chances and stances to fight fuss
Concealed in deals and peals of laughter undaunted daughters dismissed
When matrimony matrons measured erasures of kisses missed.

The blast of a cast aghast with bling on strings
Flew and brewed a concoction whose cadence retrieved riveted rings
When hearts in reward ramparts opted for votes and pots of conciliation
Empowered to drown doubts among strategy scouts who touted reconciliation.

The blast of a cast aghast with rum on conundrum drums
Flew and brewed a libation that lifted spirits among tankard tantrums
Tempered among embers in September to remember responsibilities
Assumed under sums and plums plucked, packed and tucked among domestic duties.

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