Ideality; the quality of being ideal.
That’s what I mean when I say ‘My heart
Resonates with gentle colours of feathers while
My eye is cautious of twigs with thorns and twigs
With small glints of flames on the tips of their fingers.
Once or twice, I step and skip on stepping stones
And thrice or quartz, the rocks swim gently in my ears.
Three times at night, they whisper, “Are you living up to the
Ideal?”, and twice every Autumn chair, they sleep and
Diffuse their tiny scents and speckles of crumbs
Outside my bedroom, and outside the red front door.’
Categories:
ideality, autumn, emotions, identity, image,
Form: Free verse
Knock the door of conscience
Open the closed mouth of pen
Write a note on the page of sky
Read the hidden line of book tie
Friends are many, hither to thither
The winter winds are slowly drear
Brighten smile of the sun is too far
Who knows that the moon is not fair
Ideality is spayed tips in golden gen
Fear is a trend of elated ignorance
Scythe of time spends the lofty sigh
Wicked try to absorb with money pie
Money is not conscience but a trapper
Allow all scent but don’t with high gear
©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
20/11/2022
Categories:
ideality, life, money,
Form: Free verse
At his readiness, medley reduced to romance
Pure patched with strategy, pony Rosinanthe
Slick sleuth rotund from a thousand tutorials
Ideality frisked into quixotic filly deplorable
Avid lover Danton handles haggard hill driven
Hoof throb corruption chorales sin's provision
Ever after mantra mashed into lurid intervals
Putrid piebald frames racecourse, analytical
Etching on ranch entrance, ostler is cognizant
Required for pyxis stamina, rubies resplendent
Camofluer canters to sumer anonymous rural
Damsel plans her Danton's conclusion brutal
Mid August Triumphant Lament
Categories:
ideality, absence, adventure, cry, engagement,
Form: Couplet
we ...
are strands ...
they, a strumming, resonant -
notes of an ambrosial
strain that tickles the tympans of
life and enlightenment ...
they are thistle on the breath of spring,
pappus of a bloom, passionate,
set for naught but fruitful
purchase -
ideality, their roots ...
tender tendrils wrapped 'round
dreams that know
no waking ...
seeds and songs let loose
from our hearts' deepest chambers,
with a boundless hope,
and an ache ...
unyielding.
Categories:
ideality, appreciation, children, father, life,
Form: Free verse
The events of 2020 brought new challenges
Changed the way we live, created new chances
Helped us preview our attitudes and perceptions
So we can review and reset our goals and aspirations
The world was thrown into a new reality
Was forced to accept a new ideality
Remote works became our new norm
The global space in solemn mum
Excite not thyself about the new year
It is just another day on the calendar year
Every day is a new year
And every year is a new day
It is the evidence of passage of time
Time passes and it's not regulated by time
Brush away old heartaches
For a new dawn awakes
Happy New Year friends on poetrysoup
Categories:
ideality, age, day, new year,
Form: Rhyme
Stuck in a box of ineffectual ideality
And blissful hyperreality
Never stepping out
No room to move about
Bound by the chains of expectations
Never any admiration
Wanting to scream
Because it’s not what it seems
Don’t speak
don't even think
Or they will come
before I blink
Do not move
for they will prove
That I can be easily removed
Removed from the cycle of the box
Removed the bindings of the chains and my own thoughts
Removed from everything I’ve ever known
In this luxurious lamentable low
But once I am removed I see,
It isn’t all perfect like they want you to believe
Only a prison meant to keep me asleep
Blinded to the demons that gently creep
Below the surface they lie unseen
Until I open my eyes
Step outside
And pay no mind
To their harrowing cries
Categories:
ideality, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
unlike Reality
humans' Criminality
becoming Calamity
coz of Insanity
dealing with Duality
spread of Venality
infected Animality
vicious Brutality
Dogs are eating Dogs
gone all Fidelity
leading to Debility
in front of Neutrality
dealing in Superficiality
laughing in Hilarity
greed Whimsicality
claiming Ideality
building its Regality
under Illegality
where's the Morality?
you've lost your Originality
isn't this Inanity?
human race Fatality
tell me it's Unreality
Categories:
ideality, abuse, anger, animal, depression,
Form: Light Verse
Beyond the time I bethought thy ambiguity
With you I aspire the longanimity
Beyond the prophecy there crests thy conceivability
With you I cognize the viability.
Beyond thy persuasion I bechanced your propinquity
With you I behold the emotionality
Beyond the state of elated bliss there prehends thy fidelity
With you I summon the reality.
Beyond the beauty I got hold of your integrity
With you I propel morality
Beyond the smile there hazes over thy timidity
With you the shyness broke to chastity.
Beyond the journey I conformed to serenity
With you I got word that there exist eternality
Beyond the nature there fragrances a virtuality
With you I revered ideality.
Beyond a relation there dilates a compilation of esoteric affinity
With you I got hold thy spirituality
Beyond the secrecy there exists enshrouded duality
With You, me makes us evermore infallibility.
Categories:
ideality, dream, love, relationship, integrity,
Form: Free verse
i find the real meaning in life
looking forward to each dreams at night
only to savor you in a world of ideality
velvety dreams might come to reality.
endowed by a little time for me
yet i wish we are so free
on our journey to the ends of eternity
until then i would find certainty.
so i sail on the sea of uncertainty
only to unravel your mystery
mangled by your poignant gestures
unveiling my innermost pictures
causing empty spaces in my living
have you seen my hidden feeling?
Categories:
ideality, girlfriend-boyfriend, love,
Form: Acrostic
I’ve got nowhere to reside
Nowhere to run to nowhere to hide
I’ve got no future no plans
My fate’s not even in my hands
Dad’s gone, Mom’s distressed,
Brother’s inept, Sister repressed
Left the ones I call friends
Got no-one here just more dead ends
She was my goddess, my vitality
But she left me and my ideality
I’m too meticulous about my health
So I don’t have fun like everyone else
My one dream is to be the best
I just can’t afford any less
I’m too proud to seek others’ shelter
My life will always be helter skelter
The biggest one of all
I can’t pick my self up again if I fall
No-one on my side
Nowhere to run to nowhere to hide
Categories:
ideality, angst, confusion, depression
Form: Rhyme
"Where the curve of ideality goes upward the curve of reality is most likely to go in the opposite direction"
Categories:
ideality, on writing and words
Form: I do not know?