My awe and fascinated find
Lost deeply in a human mind.
Its fancy fonts, not easy read,
And yet it masterminds each deed.
Incessant innovative source,
Societies’ fierce driving force.
The scope of knowledge, wide and vast,
What minds grasp is designed to last.
Dishonoured defaults of mankind
Sit heavy on a human mind.
Gloom, ecstatic joy and sorrows
Hide in crevices and burrows.
Its stoic strength, rare and unique,
Exudes an aura of mystique.
Motion and progress in its prime,
Sparking the bright minds of all time.
And never fails to fascinate -
Mind’s lust for wit, insatiate.
May 20, 2022
Categories:
dishonoured, humanity, meaningful, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme
a psychotic's evil trap
an innocent woman preyed
dishonoured,moans.
Categories:
dishonoured, sad,
Form: Haiku
A stillness in the darkened pines
O’er the bluegrass
No wind does wind
No questions will it ask.
From the meadows the dusk birds song
Strikes an eerie chord
Amongst floating needles green and long
Drifting wearily skyward.
Leaf litter on the stony grave
Dishonoured ‘neath small and scurrying feet
A name forgotten, perhaps fallen brave?
Sent to with its maker meet.
Why do shadows dance along the stream?
When earthly light abhors the water?
Perchance it be a fevered dream.
Complete with dark and quiet laughter?
The moon breaks clouded starlit skies
Reflects its face upon the rain
No wonder of its own demise
When the dawn crack slays her gaze again.
Categories:
dishonoured, dark, environment, imagery, night,
Form: Rhyme
We've had enough of your political lies
Deceit and promises which are meant for the fools.
We've heard enough of " i will do this and that'
Yet there's nothing to show for it.
You lie worthily with your sugar coated tongue,
creating false hopes and trust
When there's no hope and trust among your selves.
You lie through your teeth deceiving the masses
to rule us to your selfish interest.
You lying serpent of old who proudly
Like the peacock deceived the first children of the earth.
political fools, sons of Jezebel, mother of wickedness.
You lifts the hopes of the masses and
they work like Elephant for you
BUt when you get there, you turn you back on them.
Turn your black back for them to see your wickedness.
How ever, you forgot how we campaigned for you,
Under the angry rain and the wicked sun
singing to our own foolishness and stupidity.
We've had enough of your wickedness.
When would it end june or july?
Monday or Saturday , when we go out there to protest and then you kill us?
When would all the lies and deceit end because we've had enough of them all.
Remember one who is honoured today can be dishonoured tomorrow.
Categories:
dishonoured, abuse,
Form: Ode
And those members of the body which we think to be less honorable, on these we bestow greater honor; and our unpresentable parts have greater modesty, but our presentable parts have no need. But God composed the body, having given greater honor to that part which lacks it, (I Corinthians 12:23, 24 NKJV)
It would be better for him if a millstone were hung around his neck, and he were thrown into the sea, than that he should offend one of these little ones. (Luke 17:2 NKJV)
To dishonour the honourable
To abuse it's innocence
A forever fact
Is an evil cradling.
The offence of sexual abuse
Bruises the tender parts...
Of the heart
And soul
And mind
And smile.
But healing comes from the God-view
That the dishonoured has greater honour
That He is the avenger
For those whom lack.
And there is much provision that heals...
The heart
The soul
The mind
The smile.
To those dishonoured...you have great honour from the One most entitled to give it.
Categories:
dishonoured, abuse,
Form: Pastoral
Take my guarded soul
This fight I can not hide
My heart has been divided
A love so old now so cold
The words you do not say
Crumble my life away
Shattered illusions
Breaking of china the porcelain was so fine
I climb every day to feel no pain
Heights oh so tall
We live in a seperate domain
You are dead like the roses you once gave
I now sit and pray for my day
I want to crawl away
Your touch is unwanted
A duty of duty my skin feels disfigured
I close my eyes and hide through a soundless disguise
Each breathe upon my body Inside I cry
The act is so unwilling shamed upon my bones
Alone in this bed I am dead
I shut my eyes I am so dishonoured
A touch I wanted so much before
Now throws me to the wall
Frozen intime I hide in my mind
No one can now find
A turning of time
Scared from these years
Not even my tears can drown away
Untill I can run away ......
Categories:
dishonoured, lost love
Form: Light Verse