outcast
faith deficient
falls out of heaven
crashes with thunderous thud;
grounded
broken wings
mocked by Icarus
a just fate
Categories:
deficient, dark, fate,
Form: Imagism
Nature was selfishly deficient
in denying beauty to Millicent.
Men rarely offered her a glance,
unless by accident or chance.
And though she lost out as a wife
she made up for it with a lavish life,
accruing things she loved and more,
things women beg their husbands for,
and lived with an untroubled mind
(unlike other women of her kind).
And when they lowered her in the grave
rich old men wept for the pleasures Millie gave.
Categories:
deficient, dark, humor,
Form: Light Verse
you are my ex for many reasons
I stayed past my learning season
thanking you for many lessons
hard but true hidden blessings
in a situation that was tainted
horrible picture of me you painted
you were broken in many places
feed off me and my good graces
several years past and u still the same
don't want to heal only want to blame
your sick mind thinking were a couple
I sit back shaking my head and chuckle
I am free of your monstrous bitterness
enjoying my self love and happiness
pray you find a way through the dark
it's hard and not a walk in the park
you're capable just trust and believe
stop face yourself and you will achieve
I always had the heart and courage to move on
decided to heal love my self and now I'm gone
my love energy is pure true and irreplaceable
took it for granted now you're being debatable
too late to act like we together and in true love
ready to receive the love I deserve from above
deceptive love
trickles of respect
traces of truth
inaccessible emotions
shadow of honesty
shady lust
spontaneous lies
unintentional commitment
traitorous loyalty
deficient communication
collection of secrets
Categories:
deficient, break up, goodbye, moving
Form: Couplet
I speak one language – Americanized English
Technology is an anomaly I do not speak
The internet has gone away tonight
I have no clue how to coax it back
My husband is asleep, so I cannot finish my movie
I sit in the dark, in silence
Without tv, computer or I-pad access
In an internet-deficient house
I am not tired so I pick up a pen
It has been a few weeks since I wrote anything
This might be my muse forcing me to write.
Categories:
deficient, technology,
Form: Free verse
Killl her?? She cannot find his keys?
Worse, she has cannot remember me!
The fool, forgot where the morning paper is.
Crunch her up , get rid of her?
Lke a pile of dead leaves?
Let's kill these useless people as Hitler did.
Let's not remember all the years,
In which for us~their love and kindness,
had an endless lid.
We selfish so-called grown-ups, who are tied
to the internet and cell phones, so tethered!
Who look down on the mentally deficient
as worthless leather.?
Just do not forget, when we, too, cannot
remember.
We, too, will end up as inconvenient,when
the leaves fall, in our September!
..............................
They wanted to knock my Mother off and
and I refused. She lived six years longer!
Glad I did not folllow the hollow, cold
directions of these men in white coats!
11/30/2924
Categories:
deficient, conflict, mother daughter,
Form: Rhyme
Miracle Man Thought
1/26/2024
“Sometimes our lives are impacted negatively,
from having an abundance; more so than by being deficient”.
Tom
Categories:
deficient, money,
Form: Couplet
Everyday that i awake
i am reminded of one thing on a replay;
the conscious minds that post day after day
with no end to their despicable and deficient wordplay.
They empty their minds on a platform that strips their life away,
crush their fabricated spirit into an oblivious display
then break into a sweat of dismal dismay.
Their beginnings are no more innocent than the next
but their ends will be coated in a thick film of just one hex:
a birds eyed view of that single one objective
to give heaven the chance in experiencing hell in its collective.
Categories:
deficient, anger, deep, emotions, growing
Form: Rhyme
I have finally grown a goatee
Keep it trimmed and neat as can be
Though some say it definitely isn’t me,
I think it suits me to a tee.
I tried for years to grow a beard
It always turned out just as I feared
Sparse, scraggly, needing to be sheared
All my friends resoundingly jeered.
Some think I’m hiding, in disguise
I think my goatee makes me look wise
It’s trimmed to just the right size
Covering neither my eyes nor thighs.
My goatee is particularly efficient
At catching crumbs, it’s very proficient
My bare upper lip seems sadly deficient
For me, the goatee is certainly sufficient.
Written December 3, 2022
Categories:
deficient, fun, hair, humor,
Form: Monorhyme
Met have I An Incorrigible,
Who thinks himself The Eligible
For manning of a dirigible:
For all valued posts The Preferable
And The Toughest of The Capable...
To his admirers infallible
But to cheap impulse susceptible
And to pettiness vulnerable...
Yet, has he been quite acceptable,
His best doing to be fashionable
Always after the presentable
His self - image not winnable.
Still, it's been a voice inaudible
Speeches soon unintelligible
From ideas incomprehensible
Only a bit understandable;
In many ways, then, The Sufficient
And in as many The Deficient.
Categories:
deficient, absence, celebrity, character, image,
Form: Rhyme
From the day
That dates your day
Till this very morning
Your look is adorning
Oh dear friend so kind
Your acts blow my mind
I remembered my schedule
When we're both at school
Many are times you come
To fill a space like a mum
That my absence is duly right
Demands on me were so tight
My assignment became yours
Already yours are enough chores
Yet you stand for the compliment
At will added mine as supplement
What a selfless act actualizing deeds
That define heart's acts pictorial reads
Till night maami, continue growing
Let your days' praises be glowing
May your birthday be fruitful
Counting blessings; how thankful
In grace prospect, enjoy the spark
This moment splashes on its mark
Deborah is nicer
Maturely wiser
Than ever before
And friendly to the core
As years come and go
Take pride in care not ego
That your happiness
Continues to grow
In peace full of coziness
To make documents blow
How your dreams in fun
Fulfill destiny under the sun
Be a historically significant lady
Filled with pleasure in Christ
Who isn't deficient or shady
Of days taking delight in tryst
#LONGLIFEISCERTAINDEAR
Categories:
deficient, africa, age, appreciation, birth,
Form: Rhyme
What do we have here
It's the twenty-four impure hours
that precede this exact moment
in which we realize that the past day
once again had no qualities
and it was just and again
the amorphous happening of empty facts
repeating the constant tonic
of the previous countless hours
in which our accounting demonstrated
that is not only wild
but also cruel in the essence of its meaning
because the extract of everything is a gigantic nothing
that accumulated formats what we are:
the tasteless layers of recurring thoughts
the monotonous routine of deficient organisms
the outlandish bet on a losing run
the unnecessary accumulation of obsolete items
the incessant search for the essential but non-existent
logical sense to our incoherent lives.
Categories:
deficient, appreciation, life,
Form: Free verse
Succumb to a rabbit hole, avalanche perception
Compiles tiles sliding, interchanging hues
Collapses cement rigidity command of tension
Cube covers corners interior cog subdues
Determined digits dive in darker dire dimension
Coming to glinted dug river bed treasures
Coalesce of pleasures drift in liquid suspension
Culminate in mind crowned proud avenger
Clever surface turner ensures dirt spurns limits
Combative burrow tunnel richly delivers
Coherent limber fingers edges can never inhibit
Campaign clocks widening prize winner
Squander of wonder prevents viewpoint shifted
Deficient Virus solution outrage renews
Seething bacteria rehashed in plastic indifferent
Daunt of grainy agitation, a cure debuts
13th January 2021
Kai Michael Neumann's
' If The Rubik's Cube Was Round'
Categories:
deficient, art, conflict, culture, encouraging,
Form: Rhyme
Menage et Trois
On the farm, I was sent to when my mother was at home for tuberculosis,
I was quite happy, the people on the farm consisted of a middle-aged couple
The sister of the wife and two mentally deficient women did the work
The farm got payment from the state keeping them; they didn´t liven the house,
but in the barn sleeping on straw mattresses. At the time I saw nothing wrong
in this but they were cruelly exploited doing all the dirty work which farms produce.
As usual, I walked around in my own world milked five cows In the morning and
fed the beasts, the cleaning I left for the two idiots to do.
In the house the two sisters argued a lot, the farmers sometimes slept in one bedroom,
his wife’s sister and at times with his wife.
It appears I saw a manage et Trois were one part was an unwilling participant,
which only stopped when the unmarried sister moved out.
When my mother was coming home from the sanatorium, I told her and there
was much laughter in the family.
Categories:
deficient, absence, allusion, angel, anti
Form: Blank verse
How supreme the images portray
Painted in only white canvases on display
No vibrant pigments of differences
Cultures or brush strokes of excellences
How dull the mind of multitudes
Who judge the immigrants of other latitudes
Following paths of leaders lacking adequacy
Yet blindly believing their unproficiency
High disdain for diversity
Deficient dignity while prevailing in emigrant adversity
No remorse or conviction disturbs their prosperity
While bitterness tastes good in conscious vulgarity
Puppeteers dangling strings from their parliament
Taping shut lips of puppets to prevent argument
Shame on the hatred and each thought that is pursued
Justified undoubtedly in the defiled ignorant residue
Too many lost in intolerant, illiberal ways
Separating people and causing chaotic disarray
Never knowing all tongues, tribes, colors and every single nation
Were uniquely created with love for the world as a celebration
Categories:
deficient, black african american, discrimination,
Form: Free verse
Ya boo and fiddlesticks
to the thorns of life and all that pricks.
Ya boo, too, ye plutocrats
who treat the rest like worthless rats.
Fiddlesticks to ivory towers
where boffins sport their mental powers,
deeming themselves to be omniscient
and lesser minds somewhat deficient.
Give me the simple things of life,
these to share with kids and wife.
Categories:
deficient, discrimination, family, irony,
Form: Burlesque
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