You are a piece of moon
Strangely living between humans
I can not believe you stand there
Not washed away by the noise
You emit secret light
Not everyone can see
And that is good
I have no competition
I touch you
I fondle you
I play with you
Oh I see
You are there
Real
Oh look
I am touching you.
Tech Rex big hitters
Respect what glitters
Our new babysitters
Not Grandma knitters
X cortex hex twitters
Hate mission transmitters
Gaza or Persian fritters
Emission spate emitters
Vile bile style spitters
Culture war splitters
Astringent mocktail bitters
Seedier leader flitters
Don't get the jitters
Don't be permitters
The media embitters
Don't become quitters
Need pinch hitters
This lot are critters
What's in cats' litters
All just bullshi**ers
Every day, every night,
I see the starlit light.
Stars continuously twinkling,
Like glitters softly sprinkling.
I often behold the sky,
Dreaming of a time to fly.
When those objects start to shine,
I feel their presence, sheer divine.
Thinking of soaring high,
Alas, I always sigh!
Nevertheless, why do they shine bright?
What to do with my yearning sight?
In the vastness of night, I search with my heart,
Longing for the light that sets you apart.
Though through the darkness I wander, near and far,
Little object, why are you so far?
Always tryna find you, my star.
In shadows cast by neon haze, A world unfolds in modern days,
Where screens dictate our hearts' desires, And connections fade amidst the wires.
We chase the rush of fleeting fame, Yet yearn for depths we cannot name,
Lost souls, seeking solace and light, In this modern dance of day and night.
But let us pause, in tender embrace, Rekindle love, restore life's grace,
For in our hearts, the key resides, To find true joy as life collides.
While on my way to Golden Town
I saw a man outside in tattered clothes
He looked so tired and weary
His eyes we’re so sad and teary
Though he looked right at me
I swear his eyes looked beyond
“Good Sir, “ I asked, “are you alright? “
The stranger did not respond!
“I’m headed down to Golden Town, “
I expected a response to this
But he did not utter a single sound!
I was greeted with apathy instead
“You’re wasting your time, “ he finally said
Everything that glitters, is not gold
Somehow it turns rotten at its core
Trust me when I tell you, it’s all so temporary!
I gazed upon the Golden Town
Conflicted by all of the lights
How could a town be so crooked and dark
When the outside shone so bright?
1.3.23
These days William Shakespeare’s “to be or not to be”
Isn’t the question, but a false dichotomy.
Now to be a woman and not to be a man
Is no longer integral to god’s perceived plan.
A nip and a tuck then some hormone therapy
Soon transforms into “they” what was born “he”
or “she”.
In modern times it’s true all the world is a stage,
And gender fluidity is now all the rage.
January 8, 2023
Jewels of the night sky,
Embellishments from afar,
They adorn the sky.
March 2, 2022.
Bite Size Poem no. 38 Poetry Contest
For I’ve never seen glitters bursting at the night sky.
A fête to remember once in a lifetime!
Like rainbow colors popping, they fly so high!
Wondering they gleam and twinkle at daytime.
A fête to remember once in a lifetime!
Fireworks were made to draw dazzling smiles at nightfall.
Wondering they gleam and twinkle at daytime,
But now, I should cherish this moment once and for all.
Fireworks were made to draw dazzling smiles at nightfall.
Like rainbow colors popping, they fly so high!
But now, I should cherish this moment once and for all,
For I’ve never seen glitters bursting at the night sky.
Fame fades like flowers
Fame makes all things glitters
Fame attracts parasites to you
Who will want to milk and use you.
Fame doesn't make you more attractive
It only describes you like an adjective
Fame makes you feel like a super being
And makes you lose your being.
Fame can make you feel lonely and dark
Like an abandoned Manson aback
Fame turns you into a façade
Which is unrealistic and unfair.
Fame wants you to be perfect
But your purpose do you project?
Fame makes you lose your right to being private
It automatically turns you into everyone's date.
Fame gives you what is temporary
And makes people see you as extraordinary.
Don't be too carried away
Fame fades.
I stammer,
as you are the beauty grammar,
Let the silence murmur,
You are the rain in summer!
Pay me the tax called smile,
Hold my hand and let's walk thousands of mile.
Don't leave me alone even for a while.
When I'm blind, be my braille!
Acrostic Quatrain for Savannah Brown’s unique challenge
Glitters
08/08/2018
Golden nugget of wisdom
Listen, harken to me
In all my humble kingdom
The greatest treasure is thee
To watch our love grow and blossom
Everything is golden for me
Richness is your loved ones bosom
So keep your diamonds, loves free
Cold
North wind
Drifts dry snow
On mute meadow,
Stacks flakes in frozen branches, fir trees bow.
Night sky bends low, in northern light it glows
Holds sparkling stars,
They descend
Lights up
Life.
Joy
Glitters,
Air dances
On tree of life
With the rhythm of carol sung from heart.
Christmas jingles bell for New Year to start
Happy times wait
Mind grows hope
To love,
Loved.
December 2, 2017
I-mage is just misleading,
S-ome things appear so nice;
A-ll that glitters is not gold,
B-eauty deceives our eyes.
E-verything that glitters is not gold, things might look worthwhile;
L-ater we shall find ourselves dismayed without a smile.
D-ay six October morn
I-n our view is a calm river;
A-nother zone of serenity
S-ilences those talking louder.
A-llow not eyes to judge a thing,
N-either new one nor old;
T-ry to sense the inner part,
A-ll that glitters is not gold.
Glitters
So we wander,
with the enormity of the silent universe.
So we surrender,
to the disrupting lines of nature's verse.
Away we fly with the converging horizons,
aback it takes us like the flowing turf.
As the demons, we fly,
over the mighty heap of silvers.
we always have a chance,
but we barely can reach the silent rivers.
The flight to the hill,
brings a surge of strange Mesmer,
and indulged are we,
to the glimpses of glitters.
Oh chandelier
Forgive men like me
For your plea for trust;
We have dismissed
You promise of love
We have pooh-poohed
These scars on our faces are reminders
We are victims
These scars can attest;
No! We dare not forget
The pangs;
The dark side of you;
How you detached
And took a chunk out of our loyal faces;
Men who pitched the tents under you
Hypnotized by your beauty
We have not forgotten
The pains of yesteryears
The cracks in our delicate hearts echoes
Let our children hear
For we have been fooled by your beauty;
Let them be wary of you
Let them learn from our mistakes.
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