i settle for the littlest scraps i can secure;
i settle for the littlest scraps, and even then they're hard to procure.
i kneel for the most jaded of hearts;
i kneel for the jaded hearts, even when my own is pierced through by stray darts.
i vouch for the blandest demeanors i can find;
i vouch for the bland and even then they don't find it in them to be kind.
why do i prolong my pain, you ask?
why do i not seek what's in it for my gain so I can bask?
there's something deeply ruined, flawed in entitlement
so i restrain to find the beauty in belittlement.
Categories:
demeanors, abuse, angst, dark, depression,
Form: Rhyme
the invisible threshold
i shall not hide
i shall not die
in fervors demeanors
mis-contraception
dedicate that grammar
under sheets i halt breads
nervous
nervous is samsara
the apprehension of sorrow
end sowing of silks
cursiffs
i am also finnish
regalitry and conformity
i thee web
backstrokes towards mercy
another strings pluck
without and gaunt
she labeled and i shrunk
guilded rembrandts
dethroned liberation
my carpentry
and my stones
cementing fences
learning tones
all as duty
and none as before
once again known breach
sand shall never relent
the shore is not bright
#civilrightslaws
Categories:
demeanors, america,
Form: Free verse
There is a bad love condition
That we all know as suspicion
It tears couples all apart
Because of no love in their heart
Their loving eyes start to turn green
Demeanors go from glad to mean
Attitudes turn on a dime
When someones taking what is mine
No matter what is done or said
Doubt fills up inside their head
Stubbornness starts to take over
They wont listen to each other
Insecurities start to weaken
A love that could never be beaten
By such foolishness and pride
That fills them up deep inside
If they just look back and see
How happy they used to be
It might stop this craziness
And end with a tender kiss
Categories:
demeanors, emotions, jealousy, love, relationship,
Form: Rhyme
Arjuna, a grand warrior, well habited to,
Fight against nastiest of warrior crew;
Finds himself faced with kith and kin
To fight a war, hence, he fears within;
Dilemma-filled he calls out to God,
God hears him and hurries to his aid;
Erasing the doubts shrouding him,
He bids him his duties to perform;
Duty of a warrior is fighting, he says,
Not ever thinking of victory of loss;
Pleasure or pain or victory or defeat
Reckon on actions with no deceit;
Fighting against inner inclinations,
Demeanors, evil desires, illusions;
Losing all that’s imperfection within,
Combating to gain the life’s soul win;
Knowledge combined with love is ideal,
Action and no inaction – must be real;
Doing duties with no fruit expectance,
Must be the pursuit of human existence;
Though it may not be always possible,
Striving towards it is, indeed, feasible...
05 July 2021
Categories:
demeanors, life, war, wisdom,
Form: Free verse
~Tribute to A Leader~
High above Mount Rushmore,
a man with courage flies.
His history of endless integrity,
matches the blue, righteous skies.
Character and commitment do
historical figures make.
No, ne'er a dishonest man, who's
in it, just for the egotistical take.
Great leaders, once in a lifetime!
While twits squabble over the maningless
ones, at the local bar.
Demeanors are a dime a dozen, with
nothing but critical repertoire!
While masters in leadership, fly above
all the rest.
They already proved they are the best.
Fly on, Great Eagle and may all good
things come your way.
You have kept all your promises to all
your people, how oft I heard you say.
Tonight, we light candles for you at
home in loving, peaceful,gratitude.
We learned from you, being honest is the
most formidable, honorable attitude!
1/19/2021
~3~
Categories:
demeanors, america, appreciation, goodbye, leadership,
Form: Rhyme
Your Bestiality seems to
Become a reality
Fingertips....wet lips
I love it when you lick
Honey-dipped skin
I can do nothing
But comply to your
Every whim and appetite
Ohhhh...I love the way you bite
When I seem to entice
Your heightened itch
Yes I don’t mind being called your B....
The groans and moans
You want silenced
For all those who want to listen
To this kinky event
In this position I’m willing
To do anything....even pay the rent
I’m developing some type
Of anatomical monkey on my back
Yet your rhythm remains
Conclusively enacted
When I throw it back
I was inadequately prepared
For these moments of
Lascivious acquisitions
And animalistic demeanors
How I savor these junctures of carnality
And your monstrous bestiality
Categories:
demeanors, lust,
Form: Free verse
Who cries for them for they do not weep?
Who cares for them for many do not keep?
Who sees for them for their eyes are shut?
Who eats for them of serving an empty gut?
The sun is theirs for the cold surely comes,
Nights are long for darkness always numbs…
As the frost sits upon their noses and thumbs,
And dinner awaits upon tables of their crumbs.
The clothing they wear does slowly evaporate,
For the churches and institutes do celebrate…
Along their wills and demeanors that do abate,
And the magistrates of conformity do dictate.
Keepers of my brothers so little time is left,
As they prepare the gallows for their theft…
Echoes of anguish as they null in their bereft,
Prisoners of time when captured in their arrest.
June.14.2019
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Sponsored by: Richard Lamoureux
Background music by Metal Heroes...
A tribute to Tool~' Sober
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Categories:
demeanors, depression, humanity, mental illness,
Form: Rhyme
Mirror Mirror, they're
always claiming 'bout thou.
They pronounce that
you're unfair to them,
because you don't
change anything faces
thou.
You're not the only
one that reflects,
they've forgotten
how water shows
and gleams to what
confronts it. But bother
not, because apparently
the way they make
hates on you is likely
how they enmited it.
Mirror Mirror, sometimes
it takes you an australopithecus
to declare illusions and
ramshackles.
Even though you mimiced
such, it's nineties time of
your brainy obstacles.
Those skeptics to you
will remain as how they
believedout in you.
They spend hundreds
decades but still discover
themselves as how
they left you.
I can remember reputely
the time those with red
ears used to visit *******
and deceit them by giving
them your parts like
mendaciouses.
Your hierarchy is more
further distanced from other inventiouses.
Many definations are synonymize
you with your demeanors.
I venerate you with all my
hearty ardors.
Categories:
demeanors, africa,
Form: Alliteration
Cancer, a lingering tragedy
Yields struggling griefs and despairs
Plunges life in terrible tragedy
Like a sinking ship no one shares
Its ugly shadow strikes down
Chasing away all hopes and desires
Like Satan's terror deeds hound
And only agony a patient acquires
Those defective cells demeanors
Cloaked and shrouded send shivers
Cease all peaceful dreamers
In joy like short circuit occurs
I pray that some lights appear
Through miracles and medicine
To kill those dark demons we fear
And to end those patients' adrenaline
Categories:
demeanors, pain,
Form: Rhyme
She was like Bordeaux,
a tall drink of spirit
He was more a hopped
pale lager like Pilsner,
both gorgeous and
super gingered flavors,
although clashing mid
respective savored aplomb,
one so refined the other
rowdy after hours,
yet they complimented
each other in the way
they blended their
drunken demeanors,
intoxicated by mere
existence of nature's
essential complexities
Categories:
demeanors, allegory, analogy, drink, funny
Form: Imagism
There is a bad love condition
That we all know as suspicion
It tears couples all apart
Because of no love in their heart
Their loving eyes start to turn green
Demeanors go from glad to mean
Attitudes turn on a dime
When someones taking what is mine
No matter what is done or said
Doubt fills up inside their head
Stubbornness starts to take over
They wont listen to each other
Insecurities start to weaken
A love that could never be beaten
By such foolishness and pride
That fills them up deep inside
If they just look back and see
How happy they used to be
It might stop this craziness
And end with a tender kiss
Categories:
demeanors, jealousy, love, relationship,
Form: Rhyme
I scoot as I scatter
and toss all around,
I break and I batter
so miscues abound,
I dim and I damper
demeanors so sweet,
I hurt and I hamper
those fast on their feet,
I frisk and I frazzle
each honest days' work,
I blunt and bedazzle
the judge and the clerk,
I grin as I garrot
as your failure unfolds,
I crack like a parrot
as frustration explodes.
So, have you figured me out-
the end sting of my tale?
Not bedevil, but D E V I L !
and I'm in the details!
( Ah, yes, it's me! Ha Ha Hee Hee!)
( I love to turn you red..like ME!)
Categories:
demeanors, allegory, fantasy, parody
Form: Rhyme
How long have I felt this way
If it not for hope of a better day I'd be dead
And until that better day I'll be hollow
Empty from the love clishe
Have I not been deserving of such a desire
Or do I intend for a moment then leave
Either way it's a moment I'll adore
Subconscious fantasies throw smiles and laughter upon me
Confiding in myself I've dropped all I need
To get what I want, contagious
It spreads to them around to only supersede
Hardened threats with softened demeanors
Penultimate feelings seem to be
To those all around and within me
But they're still everything that matters in my world
Categories:
demeanors, teen, day,
Form: I do not know?