Cowardice Poems

I write my illusions, not out of cowardice, but from that stubborn mercy

I write my illusions, not out of cowardice, but from that stubborn mercy
I owe to my own spirit that withers under the weight of time,
reality, with its arithmetic of pale bones, rarely adds up to salvation,
it's merely a tally of sorrows, debts of silence, and interest paid in insomnia,
I lie to myself, not to deceive,

blood transfusion

virtue is nothing claimed
nothing but acceptance
weary roads of unstable
to reach out to my mother
inherited sadness, taken-on imbalance
derangement of two, nobody understood.

the so-called wise woman said "ignore,
ignore the signals"
how could i be so ruthless
and oversee the madness
tying us through this long hall of the past
no one takes a step
neither could walk away
to break the curse and

Cowardice and deceit

Pauline and Malcom..Its ending in tears..You tore up the
Chance.' You have enhanced many fears.' You've destroyed
Credibility with such a deceitful agility.' In 'the Age you'll be
Re-corded as no doubt paragons of order.? And Malcom you were doing so well.!! Even Sweden knew of you.' And I here that tell.
Tell..? The whole world has been made

Easier To Run

Am I a coward because I’m afraid?
My time is up and there’s dues to be paid.
And now my welcome seems long over-stayed.
So, what do I do?
I can see just where I’m supposed to be
But I can’t conquer the feelings in me.
I see the door and I’m handed the key
So, what do I do?

I should stand

Cowardly Idols

Funny we idolize, admire, imitate
Stars, politicians, elitists aggregate
Living in their hollow lavish luxury
As demonic robotic cultic zombies
Chasing the next pleasurematic high
Regardless soul depravation deprive
Sold out to their life utter perversion
Hiding from true light truth aversion
All the while remaining silent passe
Allowing the masses to be led astray
Feigning strength and superiority
Cowering to their lifestyle sorority
Afraid to say

The Pissed Off Is Switched Off

A man who is hurt beyond words
Begins to think of crossing swords
The air rending with harsh war cries:
"Shame on who for cowardice flies!"

A man who is hurt beyond words
Terrible things does to binding cords:
No more rushed "Hellos" and "His"
He leaves minds to find out the 'Whys?'

A man who is hurt beyond words
Accepts to fight in

Cowardice

They all want you just for themselves,
Yet they never gave all of themselves.

Villanelle: Hide Not Behind Caste Nor Bought Courtly Name

 Villanelle : Hide not behind caste nor bought courtly name

[He who fears to affix his name to his face or words has something to hide unless the State is after him/her out of fear...]


Hide not behind caste nor bought courtly name
If no tyrant nor king seeks to blunt your pen
Not even Maquisards make such

Morning Star

The devil is in hearts of the many too afraid to be themselves 
That are first to face the tune of day's clock 
With wickedness thrained their dereliction can't stop
They're prudently persistent about the way you do things 
Having absolutely no concept of love or compromising
When they finish destroying what they could 
They move on

Of Courage and Cowardice

courage
                    valiant, heroic, 
      summoning, praising, mustering
determination, fortitude, timidity, coward
       hiding, reproaching, displaying
            

Fortitude and Cowardice

Accepting Godsend afflictions with resignation is fortitude 

But

Tolerating Man-made suffering without a fight is cowardice! 







©  Demetrios Trifiatis
       14 May 2021

Don'T Listen To the Actors, Part Ii

...What room is there for merit in
a bubble that’s so ruled by fear?
Any who dares have principles
will be out of work in a year,
the industry is designed to
give only the servile cheers,
tell me, is that the type of soul
you really want bending your ear?

And given how often these folks
go into and out of rehab,
and all

Don'T Listen To the Actors, Part I

You see them always blathering
on the internet and TV,
a bunch of adult pretenders,
parroting that tired P.C.,
telling the general public
what they should believe and should be,
as if we should listen to them
simply because they are pretty.

In fact, given their profession
mandates that they lie, and do it well,
we should look with real suspicion
on anything they have to

Cowardice

My pen is hurt and it shakes as I write this,
the cowardice and the lack of courage displayed;
by a group with a cult like devotion is sad to behold,
morals are gone and history will not be kind.

My pen is hurt and it shakes as I write this,
I think you are honorable men and women;
and want

My Precious Flower

Someday when my land is more fertile 
And my gardener is ready to toil
I shall welcome you my precious flower 
And nurture you in my soil

Faced with responsibility and emotion
Humbled by the reality of obligation 
I am compelled to be a coward 
Too afraid to make you my own 

I am a poor and naive

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