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The Cruelest Prisons

Impenetrable fortresses built from the many stones of regret, 
re enforced with the concrete mistakes we can never forget.
Confined within these walls only your guilt shall dwell.
The cruelest prisons are the ones that we build for ourselves.

The Cruelest Month

T.S. Eliot said April is the cruelest month. . . 
But he was wrong.
August is by far the cruelest.
August with its sultry cloak, 
Oppressive shroud,
Baking under the 
Relentless sun.
Can you feel it?
Can you smell it?
Don’t go outside,
Not if you value
Your composure;
Not if you value
Your tranquility.
August is a thief.
But September. . . ahhh!
September is a promise. 
Tiny hints of delights to come:
Ruby, bronze, ochre.
Hurry up, August!
Be gone,
Your days are numbered.

The Cruelest

We blame any obstacles in our ways
The obstacles are cruel
We try all the ways to remove them
We blame the devil as well as God 
But who is or which is the cruelest after all
I said it's time
Because there isn't any more chance
And nothing can be done
If without the permission of time

Realities Cruelest Lesson

Stuck in an abyss of emotions
That nobody else can compare
The way that life presents itself
Is furthest from the truth
But I numb myself
To not care
Lies after lies
Off the tongue
They leak
So sweet
Meanwhile it's my heart
That get brutalized
By a loyalty
That none can see.
Times reveals the cruelest lesson
The outcome
Of sow and reap
Heaven only knows the answer
So in my heart
I keep closed
In my heart
I sit and weep

The Cruelest of Hate

It is the cruelest of hate
Creeping like an imposturous reptile
In the morning light of Eve’s Garden
Fangs dripping with malice
Searching for tender flesh to taste

Cruel hate clandestinely charging
Uncharged minds
Innocent ones
Too young to leave
Too old to hold on

Hissing rancorous lyrics
Like a street pusher pandering opiates
To abject addicts
Hate creates images of a fresh world
Socially acceptable to his guiltless prey

It is the cruelest of hate
Proffering empty promises of transcendent fame
Lying in the wake of the fallen ones
Dead on square tiled floors
As muted school bells forget to ring
From sandy grounds to tangled woods
To weeping waterfalls on a westbound highway
Counting the dead
Nineteen names prancing across digital screens 
Held in hands too small to tremble
Hate authoring hallucinations 
To guard against truth

It is the cruelest of hate
Peering through the eye of a grooved cylinder
Pushing calloused flesh against curved steel
Lead projectiles penetrating
Again, and again
Unblemished innocence
Teddy bears held against beating hearts
And the let go dreams of 
Our children

It is the cruelest of hate

Stay Not In Grief

You may grieve on this darkest of days.
You may weep tears of demulcent dew
And ponder the wonder of God's cruelest ways
Though ne'er understand their reason or rhyme,
Nor unravel the ruse that he ruthlessly plays.

Alone in your anguish, your tempest and rain,
Far from the sunshine high summer once brought.
Forlorn in the torture of sadness and pain
Where lightness and brightness have now disappeared,
Bereft in the wilderness ~ alone once again.

Below the clouds drifting blackened and lost
The soul becomes naked, banished and damned,
Mere thoughts become worthless, tumbled and tossed,
And all is now nought in a world void of care,
The price you must pay now ~ the grief is the cost.

And though in the ending, when all has been said,
Nil desperandum, as faith shall go on.
And then all the reading has rudely been read,
And all the misleading has surmounted instead,
Yet when all the bleeding has bravely been bled,
Don't grieve for too long or you'll waken the dead.

The Cruelest Irony of Cancer Ja Pointed Out Ever So Succinctly

Is the cruelest of all cancers ironies ?

Not that it is to be met 
or end in death ?

Nor the suffering the disease itself
inflicts ?

On both the terminal and those left ?

But rather how it brings us together
than ever before ?

Unfortunately to late ?

And how the every day to day things we 
once found a chore or mundane we
have since ironically learned to cherish ?

This poem is written in gratitude and 
thanks to a comment posted by
J.A on what is really precious
and worth valuing in life

The Cruelest Thing One Can Do

I often think cruelest thing one can do,
Is to deny the young the opportunity to follow their heart,
All because your heart was once broken,
And you have not learned to forgive.

The hole in their heart,
Now about to become the same size as yours,
With no sewing kit in the house,
To give even one thread of hope to you both.

We can only hope the heart you have broken,
Finds forgiveness before another young one falls in Love. 
So that a sewing kit is again to be found in the house.

The Cruelest Prisons

Impenetrable fortresses built from stones of regret,
reinforced with concrete mistakes we can never forget.
Confined within these walls only your guilt shall dwell.
The cruelest prisons are the ones that we build for ourselves.

Cruelest Cut

There were times you called me vindictive names,
Said so many uncalled for things that hurt.  
You played so many emotional games  
And with my friends you did shamelessly flirt.
Was there ever a time I lost my shirt  ?
Despite your disdain and cruel intent  
Your burning barbs and maleficent bent  
Most steady, steadfast was my love for you
So t'was the cruelest cut when you went
Forever deserting a love that's true.

~14 May 2016~

Dizain -  Ten lines of 10 syllables each line rhyme scheme: A-B-A-B -B-C-C-D -C-D 
 Syllable count via www.howmanysyllables.com

Cruelest Winds

Autumn leaves released against the cruelest winds
unmoored, without  a distant shore to land
have no instruction, nor direction, 
swept by the tides of winter seas
Surfing waves without an oar
curled tight against themselves
Fall winds spread them far,
until they sink
and crumble
into
dust

While
I must
not stumble 
and must not curl
tight against myself
but be kin to nature...
soar the waves of winter seas
adrift in a sea of knowledge
following directions of my heart
unmoored, but with a distant shore to land
against the future of autumn's cruelest wind



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9/12/14  For Shadow's Contest: Double Etheree

The Cruelest Cage

The cruelest of cages
A cage of the mind.
No freedom lies
With such heavy binds
Thinking,
Speaking,
Processing
It all becomes difficult.
This cage tight and sealed
Breaking free
It just a dream.

The Cruelest Prisons

Impenetrable fortresses built from stones made of regret
reenforced with the concrete of mistakes we can never forget.
Confined within these walls only your guilt here shall dwell.
The cruelest prisons are the ones that we build for ourselves.

The Cruelest Fate

The Cruelest Fate

By Elton Camp

What was Lois is all but gone
“It’s dementia,” the doctor said
“Just be glad she doesn’t know.
“It’s so much better that way.”

With the blank look on her face,
Family talk as if she isn’t there
Or doesn’t comprehend words
She has become a burden now

She no longer ministers to them
Nor is able to care for her needs
“Maw won’t want this,” they agree
An unspoken wish behind the words

“There’s no use to come anymore.
She doesn’t even know who we are
And won’t remember the next day.”
Their visits become fewer and fewer

Aides keep Lois in her own home
A vanishing inheritance begrudged
Yet, they can’t quite put her away
And cannot manage her themselves

Occasionally there is a look of dismay
As Lois seems briefly to comprehend
The situation and what her future is
A tear rolls down her wrinkled face

The Cruelest Blow

Here i am away from you
As time just marches on
I can feel it all slip slowly from my hands
Til one day its just all gone.
I think about my love for you
Some days it seems just a dream
And all i can do is hold the memory
Of how things used to be
I gaze upon your photo
And your smile brightens up my heart
But when i lie down in my empty bed
My soul just falls apart.  
You were what i always wished for
I thank God for the day that i met you
But life has played the cruelest joke
By stealing my moments planned for you.

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