Your entry into Jerusalem had volumes to speak
Was, like rulers and emperors, your fame at its peak?
Ocean of humans, as though welcoming the divine, rose
Did they know the secret that your end here on earth was close?
Waving palm leaves, the crowds celebrated your victory.
You knew. Did they know that thenceforth would start a new story?
It's not carpets, but their own garments they spread on your way.
The blossoms around swayed as though they had some truths to say.
The animal that wore you felt that its goal was fulfilled.
It seemed as though in everyone, their egotism was killed.
The chants of Hosanna, as wild thunderbolts, filled the ears.
Of the yolks and loads that bound them, had they forgotten their fears?
You could see Calvary calling you with extended hands.
In the form of passion and death, the times had their demands.
the platitudinizes
I have woken up to the world we inhabit
so, much double-speak, self-interest, egotism
and tame excuses make me physically ill
For many, it is about getting the upper hand
how to lure money out of the innocent
The law is ordered, and the guilty are often
forgiven by those they swindled.
We see through them, they are not willing
to help anyone unless it is beneficial for
them, then demonstrate their kindness
so the whole world can see their greatness
there is a greedy content to their action.
we have lived long enough we see phoniness
the glittering prizes, the hollow press
uncritically reporting on events that are based
on lies by the self-serving elite.
How life has changed
Simplicity no longer reigns
Now a society of ‘look at me’
Lost is self respect and modesty
Breasts and bums on display
Faces plastered in clay
Bodies injected with toxins
Natural beauty no longer an option
Plastic people with plastic minds
Self absorption and vanity combined
Every movement captured on phone
Posed and poised down to the bone
Never present in the here and now
Natural spontaneity they know not how
Life lived only for the screen
Admiration, praise, likes ,comments seen
Humility, modesty, respect
Replaced by egotism, vanity and body perfect
Priorities and thoughts all about self
Consideration , concern for others shelved
There is nothing they will not do
To get that almighty view
Void of decency and dignity
Now a society of ‘look at me’
"*Oui, the winner, American Beauty,"
yet hail these 'Windflowers' Anemones,
flourished yon 'Down Under', 'Aussiszlanders,
indeed a showstopper for bystanders
of all but Europe, Turks, then South due East.
Breed buttercup, yet, some toxic; no feast,
bold capped to stop at bowls use; bowels feared,
not ground hugger, but mid-road, four feet cleared.
Eye catchers, nose losers; scent attracts foes,
begs Ruth from deer, rabbits ... cuts Atropos,
relevant, floral events, vast numbers,
eyes lacking, vainglory lapping ... wonders.
Attract bees, butterflies, and egotism,
flowers have that novel effect on schism.
From the inspired text of the Biblical story,
The Wisemen opened unto Jesus their treasures.
This Christmas, what treasures have we for Jesus?
Most of us do not have gold, frankincense, or myrrh,
but we all have a treasury of something that God desires.
Let's consider a few of the prospective valuables we possess;
Things that really are more valuable than the Wisemen's treasury;
valuables dear to us that we heavily guard and deeply treasure.
I suggest that giving such things to Jesus makes us more like him.
Our Time
Our Religion
Our Education
Our Ambitions
Our Success
Our Usefulness
Our Relationships
Our Egotism
Our Self-interest/Self-image
Flesh fuels fire. Spirit yields. There's body-soul fusion.
Springs up, will to power, and power to will illusion
Narcissistic senses and sensations amalgamated
Moral fibre, like worn-out dental roots, is deflated.
Selfishness, like the greed of predators, murders morals.
Egotism, like crabs in competitions, grabs all laurels.
Overconfident sensitive ego, like porcupines
Spreads its pokes, and thus, to hurt anyone, crosses limit lines.
Mind-not-on-task, - mental disposition, pervades the mind.
Consciousness compromises; awareness gets quarantined.
Hunger for acknowledgment and appreciation grows.
Self-contentment and satisfaction get peaceful repose.
Pretension and flamboyance soon become ethical codes.
Property, possessions, power, projective passion modes
The gratification of instinctual impulses
leading, ultimately, to emotional convulses
Egotism is the anesthetic that deadens the pains of stupidity
It lowers the shield that lets one think they have complete validity
Academicians …
masticating and
grinding their ‘truth’
Spewing out
what they would have us swallow
in gagging choking egotism
Regurgitating it back
in the toxic chunder
of a narcissistic reality
Papering the walls
of modern thought
with the bibs of their retching
As they hide within
their ivory towers
—festering in mass
(St. David’s Pennsylvania: September, 2023)
when speaking the truths
is called " bad attitudes , "
arrogances
or egotisms,
remember that some victim players
are on different stages.
A candle burns deep, in core of every soul,
A sacred flame, an ethereal halo of intellect,
A guide heavenly, a mystique that educates,
Defying overtures of egotism and pettiness,
A beacon of wisdom beaming rays eternal
On passage to liberty that was always there
Yet, elusive to arrogance and ignorance,
Mired in obscurities and misguided fallacies.
Soul never rests, sailing vast oceans of life,
Whether upon apex or troughs of tides
Vying shores spiritual, buoying endearment,
Inviting apathy and hubris to temple of solace
Delivering words of sermon compassionate,
Teaching of awakening and enlightenment,
Liberating from beliefs narrowly defined
Toward empathy, enriching hearts, and minds,
Transcending to rebirth of happiness divine,
In harmony with salvation, an epic realization,
An epiphany heard through angelic citations
Emanating from influences beyond transitory,
Forever missives of attainment and peace,
Embracing serenity of solitude, clarity of being,
Achieving bliss of cohesion and congruity,
Set free beyond bounds of mundane, ordinary,
Attaining divinity in realm of humanity.
ZEN
Zen or ch'an
to enchant
through contemplation !
An emphasis of self control
An oasis when mirage rolls.
Insight to oneness !
Perceiving peace
pondering pure perfect Nature.
Realisation of free open mind
through Universal interconnection
on enlightenment
of Zen Buddhism
without egotism.
Meditation at heart of Zen .
Philosophy of life :
Amen !
05/13/23
Writing Challenge - " Z " Words
Second Place
Contest by Constance La France
"Just keep doing what you’re doing, and you’ll be fine."
There is no luck in waiting, not until your stars align.
The world’s egotism will be your strong nemesis.
So stay strong and motivated amidst all these crises.
You’ll be searching for happiness in the corners of the room.
Yet, life will be much more complex—and mostly doomed.
A friend in need is a friend indeed.
But real friends don’t discard efforts, so take heed!
Your shoes will wander around to beautiful places.
Falling in love with the wrong people will happen for ages.
Heartbreaks will be part of your journey; brace yourself!
But the only person standing in your way is yourself.
You’ll yearn countless times in the middle of the night.
Success will be obscure for a sophisticated man to write.
Society will disdain your credibility as a person.
But it will all happen for one particular reason.
So stay strong and motivated amidst all these crises.
The world’s egotism will be your strong nemesis.
There is no luck in waiting, not until your stars align.
"Just keep doing what you are doing, and you will be fine."
Lei Strauss, 2023
A selfish yes
An unkind no
Blind eye to pain
Deaf to insane.
Pray how
does one retrace
for to find that forgotten face
to touch that trembling hand
the soft unheard to hear
the blank unseen to see.
Pray how
does one unchain
a lifetime of links serpentine...
I hooked to me
me addicted to I
I for me
and me for me.
All the ways and all the days
all of the all of everything
that always be
just for me.
Kees van Dongen
a futurist in art way back then
Placed himself on par with Matisse
shame how egotism can never cease
I know it started skin-deep. Pull! In love I fell.
Charm gave kinetic kick; Unique magical spell!
I don't negate the touches; Tea to refresh!
Did we not rise above our hunger of the flesh?
Did I impose any constrain? Did I demand?
To fulfill my desires, did I ever command?
Did I receive more and gave very miserly?
Did I not bestow you liberty entirely...?
I reserved no gains in you for my egotism,
Offered myself with an absolute altruism;
Flawless perfection was not that in you I sought,
It's toward honest love that I had always fought...!
Your waiting for hours for me to come back to deign,
Waiting on me while ill, midst your physical pain;
Staying close when rich; in penury still closer,
In times of troubles you became poise-composer...!
This is why our love, today, has turned true marvel,
Resurrecting and reviving from stages larval;
Passions, like reservoirs of nectar, brim-filling,
Our life has been tree near streams, in freshness thrilling...!
11 August 2022
Strong Emotions Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
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