Hubris Poems

Aphorism Hubris Catharisis

An empty room
Standing center stage
She waited for her cue
bassoon in hand
She breathed life into
"MI Stro" a ballad by
Piffston Grisser"
A song which curated
More than four minutes
She incorporated
    " it's gotta be" 
by Danny Dewmore
A very popular song
To the delight of those
In attendance and to those
Who were to view the film
The staff stood and

I can't compete with your vanity

You spent an hour in the mirror—
I spent an hour in the bar.
Your lipstick’s a death sentence
I don’t want to serve.

I walk through these rooms,
thinking of small deaths,
wishing I had the nerve
to pack up and leave.

You think I envy your silk shirts,
your hair that floats like smoke.
But I have my own ruin to feed
with whiskey

The Greed of Men

Who wanted without the knowing
And grew without the sowing
Standing there in awkward stance
Viewing all with eyes askance
Asking without reasoned why
Reaching vain to touch the sky
For in whose hands with futile grip
The beams of sun and moon doth slip
And lips that sing the lullabies
Seldom heard but often cried

The Ghost of Frankenstein

It’s hubris, I suppose, down in my soul,
To think the ends will justify all means.
And thinking that all rules are drab and dull
I end up being blown to smithereens.

But truly I know what is for the best!
Thus, whispers little demons in my ears.
Consider it a type of sacred quest
And follow your own heart and not

Hubris when meets her nemesis

Yesterday’s ours only to muse
On, the morrow, to win or lose.
To those not knowing this,
Time gives a passing kiss--
O it pays well today to choose.
_______________________ 
Happenings |14.02.2025| political, pride
Note: AAP party’s chief ruled Delhi for ten long years with a strong majority only to be undone in recent elections. Reason? Hubris. He failed to learn

the collective hubris of our indifference to ants

We walk the earth as lords of all
only judeo-christian types of course
We crush the weak and heed no call
history is written by the winners
We think ourselves the smartest race
anthills never knew Oppenheimer 
We show no mercy, leave no trace
victors are killers chewing food chain rhetoric

We build machines to serve our need
our will be done in

Selfdefeating Victory

Cancer is a paradox.
The more it grows.
the closer it comes
to taking the life of its host
and its own. So is war.

Wars go their own way,
whatever those
 who start them say.

Penniless At the Tollgate

PENNILESS AT THE TOLLGATE
 
Wish I had a cat,
or maybe just a friend.
Mother says it's not the end,
but it is.
 
Reflections in the mirror,
inspections of the interior.
She's gone, I'm wrong,
and the soul can be so empty.
 
The milk is sour in the sink.
To wish, to think,
over the horizon the sun peeks,
the Blackbird rumbles then it

Word Salad

We have come to a point in
Our history where we no longer have the ability,
Rather, the commitment to see things for what they are,
Desiring what can be imagined in our minds,
Singularly unburdened by the truth,
And disregarding what has been a proven
Lapse in judgment, and then to assert confidently, with
Artifice, and in so doing, make the

Pride Be Hubris Run Amok

41.
        Resist I Must

Pride is hubris run amok
To rot the soul within.
It rises from the depths of hell...
The deadliest of sins.

It is the snake that slithers so
To pervert both bold and brave.
It may appear the luminous rainbow
But at its end... a pauper's grave.

Resist I must... if resist i

Shotgun Law, Part Ii

...Lefty just smiled at the sight,
wouldn’t have to search for the fight,
he said, “I see you want to die,
are bounties really worth your life?”

The man wore white, and smile back,
“Ain’t none faster than Randsome Jack.
I’d draw, but there is no need too
with that shotgun right behind you.”

Lefty sneered, “No need to be a jerk,
I’m not

Shotgun Law, Part I

Lefty Jacobs pushed through the doors,
he wanted a drink, nothing more,
after long days out on the trail,
a ride so hard his horse had failed.

He’d had to get out of Roystown,
to many lawmen going ’round,
he had a name that brought such things,
but he was long beyond caring.

As he moved up to get a drink,
across the bar

Things We Don'T Understand

So often does it seem to me,
as science moves forth steadily,
that it sets into certain minds
that there’s no truth we cannot find.
“All can be known,”they do declare,
with enough study, work, and care,
hubris gives us pretensions grands,
yet there’s things we can’t understand.

Now I don’t stand against science,
since it’s led to real improvement,
when it comes to ‘How,’

Spiral Into the Spring - Narcissism Now

Puller of a big shell home, no hobo
Tracked brightest of silver patterns
Bold snail, Hugh wobbled with mojo 
Hubris resumes his powerful status

Side to side saunter, his slimy slide
Tells everyone of bombastic confidence 
Temptations, his charms quickly aquire
Conquests met get exactly what he wants

Big ego feeds his sanguine superior
Fragile actuality of shell's thin build
Ignores Hugh's vulnerable

Science Facts That Shock

1. In matters of MATTER.
density is a function of SPACE,
and not of matter, or "things."

2. A propeller that's spinning will cut 
Yet in a smaller space, the same will act as a wall
 - not cut you or me, but push, or bang up against us

3. The earth is opening and closing so fast
Beneath our

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