Time isn’t static; it’s always dynamic.
The flow of time can’t be reversed.
It can only resolve certain issues.
It soothes pain and heals many wounds.
March with it, or else you’ll trail behind.
Does 'Time' really decide?
A decision in time becomes a winning factor.
Wait for time to grab an opportunity.
Not to lose a chance due to impatience.
Don’t be hasty.
It pulls wise Dr. Faustus down.
It can turn heroes into zeros and vice versa.
It does fun with egotists.
What remained for Ozymandias?
Don’t be indecisive like Hamlet.
‘To be or not to be’ will take away lives.
It makes the strongest into feeble
It can break Berlin walls and storm Bastille forts.
It paves path to significant changes.
When the time comes...
Caterpillars transform into butterflies.
Live in the present.
And be a reference for the generation to come.
Categories:
egotists, time,
Form: Free verse
Madness stirs their passions...
Such dregs have stacked the deck.
Ideas resurrected from the dustbin
Of History... make bold their disrespect.
Ideologies of egotists and lunatics
Prey now upon the weak.
They salivate their malcontent...
It is wry carnage that they seek.
Devoid of humility and prudence...
Learning nothing of the past.
If we fail to confront these miscreants...
Society will not last.
It's been thought for many years...
Wisdom comes with age.
But my friend... the ship has sailed...
The dregs will have their day.
Don't be fooled by their actions
And the crazy things they do.
Some adults are nothing more...
Then kids in bigger shoes.
The End
Categories:
egotists, leadership, strength, wisdom,
Form: Rhyme
When Philip wed his princess bride
He wed her nation too
And very soon as man and wife
They had a job to do
He the one who, proud and tall
An ever present castle wall
She the one who led the way
A hero’s lifelong duty call
But has she reigned o’er this, our land
Supported by his unseen hand
In her own words it has been so
But she’ll stand firm and let him go
And when she must she’ll find a smile
For he’ll be with her all the while.
Seven decades wore his ring
Time enough to call him King
But should the cretins win the day
And we do things the other way
And egotists with plastic wives
Race the race to rule our lives
Not duty, service, nor devotion
More a case of self promotion
No B-lister ever will
Fill the shoes of good ‘King’ Phil
Categories:
egotists, eulogy,
Form: Rhyme
Always saying "I" and "me,"
egotists make poor company.
Altruists have found the key,
unlocking smiles with "you" and "we."
Categories:
egotists, sad, smile,
Form: Rhyme
Always saying "I" and "me,"
egotists make poor company.
Altruists have found the key,
unlocking joy with "you" and "we."
June 28, 2020
entered in the Strand Completely New Poem (3) Contest
May 15, 2021
entered in the Surprise Me Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Categories:
egotists, people,
Form: Rhyme
Egotists
can be depended upon to say I, myself, mine, and me.
Let me talk with those like me who say you, yourself, us, and we
altruists.
April 9, 2020
entered in the Let the Pens Flow-Antonym contest placed 3rd
Sponsor: Jenish Somadas
Categories:
egotists, feelings, people, self,
Form: Verse
Government by the People
By Franklin Price
2/4/2018
Government by the people
Is, at best, a fantasy
Politicians, by volition,
Know much more than you and me
Not there to represent us
Only there to have their say
They often lead us by the nose
If we fail to see their way
We the people, who elected them
Are remiss, when at the polls
And re-elect the useless egotists
Who rob us of our very souls
When their position there is threatened
They'll resort to anything
To keep themselves in Washington
Enjoying politician's bling.
Following the money
To get more for themselves
It's better than the rainbow's end
With its pot of gold and elves
Don't think there's nothing we can do
Take some time to see who's best
Keep the ones who want the best for us
And vote out all the rest
Categories:
egotists, abuse, political,
Form: Rhyme
I join my fellow travellers
On the road to Damascus
The guilty the ignorant the egotists
With our ashen faces
And threadbare skin
Confined and self absorbed
We walked mostly in silence
But some dare to speak of destiny
of been no other way
We can see Damascus in the distance
Beyond the mist perched upon the hills
But the road is long and many fall by it's side
And nobody weeps for the defeated
Their bodies picked cleaned
by eternal hungry vultures
Who turn honest men
Into money making machines
Oh they had me for while
Got me chasing television dreams
Driven demented by the fallacy
Of a corrupt and plastic reality
Yet Damascus always waited
So I take perilous steps
Towards that beacon of light
Hoping like my fellow travellers
To be anointed in it's enlightenment
Washed in its salvation
and forgiven by it's redemption
So I tie the laces of my tattered shoes
and swallow the last of my pride
And follow the road
That can have no end.
Categories:
egotists, blessing,
Form: Free verse
She was the first here to welcome me,
Our beloved sweetheart, Linda-Marie
With praise she offered effervescently
She encouraged my entre into poetry
She was open and caring with purity of heart
Her sincerity was evident right from the start
Too soon, from us, she would depart
Our mistress of poetry, known as “Sweetheart”
Her passion and emotions were worn on her sleeve
A few selfish egotists forced her to leave
But her love for the rest of us made it a short reprieve
She came back where she belonged and we were relieved
Her health was fading but her courage held strong
She continued her encouragement for me all along
For the Good Lord to take just seems to be wrong
I will always remember her – My Sweetheart, My Song
Categories:
egotists, dedication,
Form: Rhyme
A conscious effort
by the constrained
creates nothing.
Devoid of inspiration,
enraged egotists find
fault in selfless pursuit of
glory.
Hampered by the
infancy of others,
jettisoned memories of
ketamine disassociation allow
lies to fester.
Myopic interludes of
nihilistic pleasure
only serve to
profundicate the
questionably sane
revolver in my hands
sublime speech on world peace.
There is no sense left
under the cross.
Violins are broken,
weapons formed while
xylophone keys shatter
Yale’s prestige as king of the
zoo.
Categories:
egotists, absence, age, analogy, april,
Form: ABC
How does a well dressed man differ from a dog?
It will come to you, if you give it a chance!
Time's up - A well dressed man wears a suit,
a dog - just "pants"!
If there's a cow, that gives no milk,
which would really be unique!
Would you call that cow "a milk dud",
or an "udder failure", so to speak!
If two unfriendly egotists meet,
you know what they will try!
Self-love will rear its ugly head,
and they will battle "I for I"!
Weather in California,
can be wierd, so they say!
When the fog lifts in Los Angeles.
"U.C.L.A."!
Our first president, had dentures!
So says our reliable source!
I'm told what people called them was,
the "George Washington Bridge", of course!
A midget, fortune teller, escapes!
Jail breaking is the charge!
The wanted poster, tells it all!
"Small, medium, at large"!
Sorry folks, I need to get a life!
Categories:
egotists, funny,
Form: Rhyme
In the airy company of certified egotists
at times I'd rather be.
Y'see, they've got this skewed perception
of reality which is okay with me.
Though they say they're the bestest of the best,
they've got a trait I find admirable.
Of pure vanity they're so full, they don't normally
talk about other people.
A minor problem though is they want me to be all ears
to their vainglorious years.
And to brag to them I have no chance, they don't care
about my conquests and romance.
Thus, in the airy company of real egotists
at times I'd rather not be!
Categories:
egotists, people
Form: Tail-rhyme