It’s complicated this being human
So much baggage
As a species, race, family and individual
Old Lao Tzu didn’t have to look too far
To see that we are each a whole
A bit of this in a bit of that
As the opposites swirl in endless dance
It takes a lifetime to get a grip
And even then it’s often not long enough
As we take shelter in the mundane
The routine and familiar
Fortunately we can talk and read
And so share the stories
On what it means to be complicated
Convoluted, inside-out, outside-in beings
At least it helps to know you’re not alone
Although each of us have to make our own way
Figuring out what it means to be
A swirling bindu of interpenetrated opposites
How are you? How’s it going?
It’s complicated, we reply
Each in our own way
(6/23/26)
Look deep in the mirror
You shall see your worst enemy
Then if you love what you see
You are not a potential barrier
To yourself, to your progress
Human beings should be better
Know and learn better every day
If not, you are an impostor
You must stop the delay
Of your mission and success
It’s important to set up goals
Act like a good candidate
Ignore the fools and the polls
It’s important to set up a date
Because our time is limited
You and I are passing by
In a flash, we must say good bye
Love ourselves; we’re not demented
If you love and respect whom you see
And admire in the mirror without being
Narcissistic, you are not your own enemy
You are a great person; a good human being.
Copyright © December 2025 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry collections.
Maybe all this time I have never loved anyone,
Even God above—but I asked Him to change my personality into a wise and loving human being,
And prevent me from wasting something rare,
So that I don't feel lonely anymore
Human being, a stretched rope
between the divine and the animal,
a difficult balance between the marvelous
and the abysmal
For my special angel, Lauryn. I love you.
You're my favourite human being
By Michelle Morris
20/03/2022
You're my heart
You're my home
You're the safest place I know
You're my hope
You're my joy
You're my blessings forevermore
You're my mercy
You're my grace
You remind me of our place
You're my hero
You're my sweet
You're my favourite human being
You're my wild
You're my free
You're the craziest place I like to be
You're my voice
You're my song
You're the words that are never wrong
You're my life
You're my soul
You're the best part of my whole
© Michelle Morris, 2022
That feelings of mind and soul
That shining feel before happenings...
Measures everything like measuring scale..
As human feelings can hurt or make happy
Nature depending on that guy;
Still can't confirmed
That real feelings of one...
Necessity has come to know that
How are feelings made
Feelings like happy,sad, emotion, angry, attitude,thinkable, inert and overall....
Different feelings, always exists like that
But must be in one's inner heart..
Before happenings feelings the one
To show the path how to react..
Object is same but feels on that is always divergent and that's necessary too...
Otherwise been the same everything
Like faces differ, so the inner feel must too be--------
Perfect feeling make perfect era
Consuming everything in right mood..
So, feeling less means no emotion
That extra gift from God for everybody,
Make some personally weak or strong
That feel after getting new info.
Feelings the owner of own.
Bhayalina Baishya
Efficiency, anxiety
Result, vanity
Success, burnout
Alienation, disguise
Unconscious, relapse
Control, coact
Apologist: own merit!
Arbitrary, reclusive
Circus, bread
Conscious, blurred
Acceptance.
Commotion, trivialization
Affection, weakness
Love, liquid
Affliction, medication
People can no longer
Human beings.
- Bruna Beatrice.
I am no hero or villain. I’m the further away from being a devil nor an angel. I am not the betrayer nor the foolish loyalist. Some people see me as prey, others see me as the wolf out on a stroll, looking for the next I sink my teeth into. I am neither a killer or a victim as well. I am not the escapegoat or the cause of all your faults. Not a prisoner nor a person of true freedom. I am not able or disabled, though I am capable of many things on both sides of the coin. Neither am I trash to be tossed aside, nor am I the thing to be accepted just because. For all the things I’m not, it seems that none on this earth still can’t figure out what to call me. I have told and retold them until I turned blue. But with all the effort I have put into it, it has fallen on deaf ears and blind eyes. After all these years, hundreds, perhaps thousands, haven’t grasped what to call me. Maybe I shall try with you this last time to say what or who I am. Then maybe someone will finally understand what to call me. I am the flawed, the heart beating, soul-filled. I am a human being.
I woke and found the world was wide,
The sky a deeper shade of blue,
The winds that whispered by my side
Spoke truths I long but never knew.
The burdens of my heart grew light,
For I had learned to let them go,
And in the tender morning light
My soul began at last to grow.
I saw the sorrow in each face,
But in their eyes, the hope shone clear—
That love, not time, would heal the space
Where kindness had erased their fear.
What A Beautiful
Human Being
you are
Like a precious gem
you shine
for all to wonder
It is a pleasure
to be in your presence,
to be bathed
in your magnificent glow
You are a gift
to all around
You traipse
through life with ease
never judging nor criticizing
Just living with your
own set of principles
that you keep
to yourself
with grace and humility
Let’s be human
Let’s be men and women
Let’s be humane
Let’s be absolutely sane
Let’s not be black
Let’s not be white
Let’s be just, fair and right
Let’s go back
Let’s return to Alkebulan
So all can head to Heaven
Let’s go back to the Garden of Eden
Yes, to the mother of men and women
Let’s stop being stupid, ignorant and greedy
Let’s stop playing the evil comedy
Weak people talk about war
Strong people talk about unity
Let’s go deep. Let’s go far
Far away from nonsense and disparity
Color exists simply for identity
That’s it. The sky is not the limit
Let’s go beyond, beyond the furthest comet
Nobody really knows where the truth lies
Open our ears wide and our eyes
Listen, listen
Please listen
Let’s be human
Let’s be men and women
Let’s be humane
Let’s be absolutely sane.
Copyright © March 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
I am but a speck of dirt,
In the cosmos and this universe
On this place, orbiting a sun
I am but sand, a human being
Sand that thinks of itself a mountain
The wind can pick me up and drop me,
All that at its will
They reside on the other side of the city
They bathe in the quiet and still fertility
They own yard-keepers and docile servants
Dogs, cats, hyenas and precious plants.
They breathe the camphorated air like us
Swallow the transparent and abominable dust
Cross over and fall in the muddy rivers like saints
Like our siblings living under the tiny tents.
They reside on the other side of the old towns
Over the mountains, not too far from the plains
They bathe in tranquil fertility
Of the country-side, not too far from the city.
They ignore that we are the same, the same formulas
And that we live and endure daily the same dilemmas
And one day, them and us, all of us will answer
Present in the river, under the bridge of forever.
Copyright © September 1982, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
In my poems would be found colorants,
For the foul-smelling deodorants:
An advance interception of rants;
I’m dealing with human beings, not plants!
With Poetry busy like The Ants,
To deodorants shall be more grants…
In my poems exist, too, colorants
And when they find the space sibilants,
Their piloting pen Phonetician
By linguistics made Sound Magician…
Here and there purposed attacks of fact,
No doubt, for the sake of impact;
Yet, with Candor a Palpable Pact
If not the case, would have cons packed.
Discrimination of human being over the years
It was an un answered question for me for all these years
I have been searching ,asking ,finding the answer
For all these years
I have found an answer to myself
Happiness is the prime key,aspect for a human being to discriminate the other..
Yes ,happiness is the key factor for discrimination
Human finds happiness in degrading others in terms of character ,in terms of culture.
Caste discrimination in india
Color discrimination in America
Country might be different but the character of human will be the same ,The gene behaviour is the same ,human being happiness lies in discriminating the others..human gene never likes equality .
The adenine thymine guanine cytosine likes no equality discrimination lies in the genes..
Happiness is the key for all human being who have been discriminating others over the years.
Human gene likes no equality..
human likes discrimination in reality
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