I've lived in the shadow of comparison, where every step is measured against another's pace.
The weight of expectation crushes me,
as I'm reminded that I'm not leaving up to their standard.
The echoes of 'you'll never be like him' haunt me every step of the way .
I'm tired of being defined by someone else's excellence.
Tired of being told I'm not enough,
that my efforts are futile.
The pressure to conform is suffocating, yet l yearn to break free from the mold that binds me.
In the mirror of others' eyes, I'm distorted,
a reflection of their biases and expectations.
My ideas are dismissed,
my achievements overlooked.
But when he presents the same thoughts, they're met with applause and validation.
I'm exhausted from trying to fit into shoes that aren't mine.
Exhausted from living in someone
else's reflection.
I crave authenticity, to be seen and supported for who I am.
I want to shatter the glass ceiling of expectation
and forge my own path.
So Can someone help me find my voice,
my identity,
and my strength?
Can someone see me,
hear me,
and support me for who I am,
And who I want me to be?"
Thinking about us
I come undone
Looking back I don’t know
Whether we lost or won
Voices in my mind
That I just can’t translate
But I know
I’ll learn to appreciate
I’m not laying blame
I’m not keeping score
I just wish I could find
Who I was before
All was taken
And more was lost
A dissociative fugue
Cost us the lot
What am I supposed to do
When parts of me
Trapped in the past
Are forced to flee?
Nobody sees
Just how hard this can be
Cut off from reality
Locked inside
Misery remains
Hanging by a noose
The final thread
one day will
be cut loose
We fight to run
We fight to return
We fight to live
We fight to die
When will the world see
Just how bad the
trauma was for me
I wasn’t lying
Or making it up
I had medical evidence
That backed me up
I’ll never understand
How a judge
Could’ve dismissed that
Faith, dismissed from that horrible pit
The darkness and the coldness
Having the strength to endure with boldness
The place of a never-ending scene
seemed like
Evilness surrounded
Types of unwanted vibes
Hard to describe
Dismissed.
The unshaped foggy veil on the eyes to the sun today
The morning as if a left corpse covered in white
The raindrops could not wet my river, rather it
Flying today to the unknown like the wind
Today the autumnal wind is not blowing on my verandah
It flowing down like the tears on the chin of the heart
Moments are not in the decaying, rather stopped in my heart
And standing like the steel, like the second hand of a watch
I live in the forest of loss at the time of this Covid-19
Dismissed from a job I am confined in a suffocating cage
12.11.2020 Chattogram
There was a man called McPake
Who felt in need of a break
He jumped on a train
Came straight back again
For his case he failed to take.
FACE GRACE DISMISSED KISS-
~~And as the cloak of night covers his tracks for the darkness covers his face~~
Solemn reminded of the sunshine's grace;
As appointed and dismissed;
Thunder screams-lightning strikes kiss;
1/5/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019 ©
When Heaven's plans for Man were prepared
Man insisted he to be free
His future asked himself to handle
From then into eternity
As millennia though have passed by
Man proved incapable to be
His own happiness to realize
Without divinity's decree
For that a choice is now asked to make
If he desires long to exist
All of heavens' commands to obey
Otherwise he will be dismissed!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
28 January 2018
* I would like to thank PS and all my friends for honoring this poem
as POTD!
Fear
Enters
Someone's heart
When dismissed is
Hope!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
21 January 2018
You don't listen to my sad words
Certainly can't understand the hurt inside of me
Nothing matters but what you feel and want
You hide in a world of emptiness
Repeated all day long in the news broadcasts that you devour
Words that form your reality a far distance from real life
My feelings are not of any importance to you, after all I am just an emotional woman
What I want and say do not fit into what you want
So you dismiss my words and also dismiss me
My feelings are nothing to you but an irritation to be pooh poohed away
As if I were a child with not an important thought in my head
Nothing to be done by me now, I've tried but can't break into your cosy cocoon
Your chrysalis will never hatch, it has died in the nothingness of your soul
So I will keep looking for someone who will recognize the worth in me
And I can then finally know what it is like to have someone appreciate who I am
He will be a kind and loving person who is going to mean the world to me
And you will be sitting in your empty shell alone
Disapproved/Dismissed/Denied
Go on then. FLY OFF!
NO IDEA OF THE FORM LOL
haibun
case dismissed
judge in the monkey suit
takes out zookeeper
Did you hear the one about the judge in the monkey suit?
No, but I spotted that lady zookeeper,
what a knockout in her sexy black dress.
The story I heard was that the judge
took out the zookeeper.
That explains the tuxedo - to dinner and a play, maybe?
Did I say tuxedo? I said monkey suit - he belted her one in front of
the jury. Knocked her out cold right there in the courtroom?
What was he...some kind of animal rights' activist?
I dunno? but the jury sure was a monkey's uncle.
Engaged to a null void
My feelings destroyed
Stuck in a place
Everything's in slow pace
Features hardened in my face
No longer am I laced
Good times all erased
Hurt, anger, and rage in it's place
I pray for
God's saving grace
Life seems like a chase
So I'm in my personal space
and
it's lonely like a flower in a vase
Fire burns in my eyes like
they were sprayed with mace
But in the end
I'm winning this race
and that's the pleading to my case
Allow this moisture falling to halt for now.
Journey into the future shortly to be retracted,
The earth I walk upon is too drenched to plow.
Terrain needs warmth before seeds are impacted.
Genetic sowing takes place first, then population.
Protected and sprouting then wetness nourishes.
Please Sun of the sky portray their propagation
Then consent to bring fluid for all that flourishes.
The beauty the Heavens will behold so astonishing.
Allow the natural projections to go on captivating.
I would like to thank you for your visit.
I have removed these poems for a distant future book publication.
I believe we poets, can make a difference
in this world. We live in the 21st century,
we have tools( technology), we have our past, and imagination.
We just don't have the courage, because
I guess most are afraid to fail, to loose money.
All I have to say is we can't take money with us,
when we die. I also say hasn't mankind failed enough,
and isn't mankind worth the effort, our children is worth the effort..
Thank you, and my your God Bless you
John E WordSlinger
Before you step to me thinking you gonna have some fun. Stop don't try it. I'm not
your trick. I'm really not the one. Don't even try to call me with your knickles and
dimes. Your money does not impress me,not even your broke nursery rhymes.
Before you step to me thinking you're gonna get some of this,think again ,guess
what ,you are dismissed . By James E. Hayes
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