Time is precious and should be cherished…
because every day a little more sand flows out our cup
and we don’t often have the luxury of knowing…
when our time is up.
So may I suggest that
a little more love
a little more kindness
a little more empathy
a little more acceptance
a little more generosity
a lot less wars
a lot less hatred
and a lot less prejudice and defaming …
would help to make this world a better place…
in the time we have remaining.
We are most wisely appreciated
and anticipated
in the press
of public fame
and the stress
of personal gain
Not
by the quantity
of our autocratic popularity
But
by the quality
of our democratic integrity.
In this peacefully pleasing warm regard,
perhaps we poignantly reconsider
Quantities are measured
by cognition performing
verbally recognized passions
while qualities are felt
through intuition engaging
preverbally connecting pleasures
Defaming risks of loss
emerge through systemic trauma
disassociation infamy
against opportunities to gain
through transformative
reassociation favored fame
Extensively requalifying
EarthMother's therapeutic potential
for democratic integrity.
No longer a teacher
a programmer ...
your gift to persuade
is gone
Referring to students
as charges and dolts
your power to control
is strong
To dictate
humanity
you must give up your own
controlled to then control
Blind to the moment
deaf to the past
defaming your nature
— killing your soul
(Dreamsleep: October, 2024)
I stare at myself through a display case,
Defaming the shape and molds that I hold.
Capture my face through a lens,
Posting yet another layer that I’ll have to tear.
Scripting these dreams so they’re easy to speak, sequenced in panels for the risk of retreat.
I document my worth on compliancy,
So tell me, please?! What’s my score for the week?
I catalog life on things that don’t matter. Lying beneath the veneer of glassy chatter where my forgotten intentions lay splattered.
For, what is the use of owning all the riches in this world, if in heaven you own nothing, for, you don't even deserve to enter the gates? Is money for defaming words worth it?
August 27, 2023
The poet must write at his heart's behest
of freedom, beauty, joy, the life he lives;
from the hidden keep of his soul he gives
each word a subtle shade of rue or jest,
though the madding crowd deem it excess,
he sings over the angry rabble's cry,
the fury of their zealotry on high,
they would make a prison of his sweet flesh.
But through the bars his words would expand
the view the world has of its greed and pain,
blood lust and steel defaming the land,
mendacity taints the power's domain,
jangling the nerves of those who dare command
that young men's blood in the sand be their gain.
I think of storms I've weathered, and I smile
for those who've sought to break my heart and gain
the pleasure of defaming me with guile
now know the truth: their efforts were in vain
the thunder of their words died down in time
as did the insults hurled against my form
the self same wind of strife cleared all the grime
and pain to peace was able to transform
I withered for a while, that much is true
the pain was deep enough to make me cry
Truth made me strong and helped me to renew
my broken wings on poetry to fly
those who condemn are gone, and I remain
the storms of life have helped my worth to gain
Eileen Manassian
1.Though unrighteous, harming virtuous
not vilifying elevates.
2.Smile before, slander behind
worse than unvirtuous.
3.Despite slandering, life starving-death
yields righteous gains.
4.Affront in front, avoid
hurting defamation behind.
5.Wickedness is seen among
slandering behind wretches.
6.Others defame slanderer knowing
worse among slandering.
7.Unknowing delightful friendship separate
defaming behind friends.
8. Even close friends,slander
what unknown does?
9.Earth bears slanderers as
if expecting charity.
10.Self-realisng as others defects
can harm approach?
…………………………………
Dedicated to Thiruvalluvar(31B.C), the author in Tamil
Translated by S.Kandasamy, MUSIRI, TAMILNADU, INDIA
Published in poetrysoup.com on 11-12-13
Mum’s courteous sprinkles denounced delusion cowardice.
And demented a destiny Willenhall to Bethlehem for life price.
But hallelujah brought my children forward for hallucination.
My partner mended her menopause to hale hammada action,
Harangue lumps machinations to overtrade a human slice.
Israel a stone heart land death flags a fear of attack or terrorism,
Lord Jesus Christ, a Jew, no Christian, who denied not spiritualism,
Jerusalem a market of God religions fried portions of innocence life,
A stone wall divided God’s death and birth in hands of criminalism.
How religions equal educationalist never spoke about are defaming crise?
My spirit walked with truth and faith to agree to pray for World Peace,
To plain problems to seed love and needs to iron religious crease,
The mountain of sands were pouring dishonesty and greed lees,
A sea is dying and remind ‘Death is certain’ Oh human why you tease?
Angry words come running
out of a foul's mouth
without prudence or modesty;
condemning,cursing and defaming
whoever speaks of truth and honesty,
to appease their illogical doubt...
Gentle words, filled with contrivance,
flowing from a convivial heart
can make the biggest difference: deleting
an incident,which occured along the way;
loving words can put out the firing remarks
and have the audacity of keeping them away...
Brazen words have been the cause
of disrupted relations and friendships,
endagering peace and troubling
the minds of those who labored hard
to insure that it wouldn't fall apart;
only the skeptics see it failing...
Scathing and scurrilious words
hurt and leave deep scars
to enunciate their grief,ambivalence
and their wounded humanenness;
so ignoble is the inward hypocrisy
of the the inbecile who claims supremacy...
Up-lifting and inspiring words can elevate
a low ego to new heights:
like the silenced ones who were limited
by self-epression that now finds
a strong voice in their exquisiteness,
to attain the perfect concordance...
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.