If you can but see,
the height of desperation
where death is deemed more desirable
than the pitiable plights of
the people of Palestine.
Why no one in this momentous time
call out the names of the killers?
The wantonness of the world
The inhumanity of man
The gullibility of gods
The irrationality of religions
The impotency of prayers
The prostitution of justice;.
O the children of Palestine,
You are haunted
by the ghosts from your future
writing it in blood,
Where does one go to seek
the salve for the suffering souls?
First I had faith
but had no god,
and when I found god
I lost my faith!
Not the truth of hierarchy
I loved the lie of life
Naked truth kills the humanity of falsehood
There is no religion
Death is the peace of heaven
Holy ground or the barbaric war
There is a tomb of screaming
Blind I see much
Deaf or dumb I speak much
No human is important
But God or imaginative prophecy
makes an impotent world
©Mahtab Bangalee/2025_April
IN ORBIT
innocent impressions
a troubled talent
so prolific
in
dedicated presentations
stunning
sensuous
eyes hiding
a shared intimacy
an imagined intensity
candlelit
a turn of events
a focus wondered
intense expectations
proposed
consumed
affecting imagination
so poignant
this
impotency
thwarted
& eluded
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
I have an issue.
I have an issue with picking up my phone and only seeing the end of several animal species.
I have an issue with the persistent sound of trees being sawed in two.
I have a small, little, itty-bitty, molecular issue, with men creating songs with melodies of pretenses; that dance to the beat of their wives heads hitting the wall.
I have an issue with the impotency of steady intimacy that deserving women never see the light of, and the dark images that slide in and out of focus with each encounter.
I have an issue with children’s stomachs screaming at them to eat scraps off the side of a road that carries the same diseases as barn animals and sewer rats.
I have an issue with all of this being brushed off shoulders, the turn of yet another cheek.
I have an issue with who we became.
I have an issue with who we are.
Did I ever have to be like this
I'm besieged
My lambs are born speckled
My wife goes to the spring at night
When the moon is high
What shall I do
Summer is approaching
I have to go away from home fast
To look for herbal boughs
Before the day arrives
To cure my impotency
Tried all efforts to straightened my arrow
But all in vain
My voice is silent
Since I am doomed for good
No play for me
No seeds to sow
Surely,I am doomed
Hearing my wife scream
Not because of fear
But because of excitement
I have to cover my head
And block my worried thoughts
I am doomed!
Labour pains shouts are heard from people wearing white coats
A progeny is brought into life
What a useful house help I am
Bringing towels for all
For a progeny whose trace is unknown
I am doomed
When will my fence get fully repaired
I have bought all kinds of wires
But all have no use since My fence is totally broken
Oh,I am doomed!
I vowed never to let her go
As I am married to her
I am a slave to this love
I am doomed
I thought of it and got in it
I have done the mistakes a lot in it
so solely,loudly,frankly i feel in it
sorry!sorry!sorry! i am really very sorry!
You have seen a friend in me but,
I have seen my life in you
You have seen a support in me but,
I judged that the impotency in you
For that please forgive this damn friend,please forgive this **** guy.
I kept doing mistakes regularly
You kept forgiving me frequently
I never asked and complied your views but
You always listened and followed my words
For that please forgive this heartless friend,please forgive this egoist guy.
You bid me sorry for the fault you haven't done
I hit you with silence for your assault i have run
You beat me scold me or mostly you hate me but
I plead you don't stop smiling because my life sets in that shining
For that please forgive this worst friend,please forgive this caring guy.
so solely,loudly,publicly i say you sorry!sorry!sorry! I am really very sorry.
Throughout my marriage I struggled with a horrible ailment,
Penile Sexual Erectile Dysfunction,
and because of my chronic impotency,
my ex wife filed the papers and divorced me.
My divorce it turns out was the cure for me,
because I'm now always ready for moments of intimacy.
Fewer single guys ever struggle with impotency,
as opposed to all of those who are so called happily married.
We are but dreams in the night. Shadows on the land, whose time on earth is only truly measured by God and loved ones alone. we flit through life in an instant, wanting, yearning to make a difference, in a rapidly declining world, with a profound thought, a good intention, a remarkable deedor some worldly wise insight understood by a worldly kinship...those that think as you do. All the time wondering if you are in the minority or the majority. Your only weapon to change that which so desperately requires change, is the impotency of words in a world where the wonder of education has been sorrowfully tainted by the 'educated', through elitism. We must let the children ask the questions, don't stifle the cries of babes. Time has come for a worldwide education, not pockets of religious bigotry. God is not on all our sides..we should therefore be on Gods side. We should all strive to be Godlike inside, for a religion which insists that a war is fought in its name...is not religious nor righteous at all. Ain't this the time for change.....we've been getting it wrong for thousands of years...
Spring struggles to break winters hold
on its timely season onset.
The latent buds are reluctant
to sprout their protuberances;
robins haw vocal notes of song
while perched on stark swaying branches;
Crocuses spurn stifled tulips
abed for their impotency;
Sluggish hibernates’ hesitate
to waken from their dormancy
and fair-weather, housebound humans
unwilling to venture outside.
but soon a warm, vernal zephyr
will breathe life into everything
reviving consciousness of spring.
He/She/Lemmingsonabridge BAH! SAYS YOU!
WHAT ISN'T ARTsyfartsy?
Tickle my eyes
sensations blurring
casserole fishdish
cold stone marble ears
Fiddledeedrumsticks handlebar mustache
calligraphic impotency
within the fireworks
of eastern Jupiter
Apples
Cattle ranch
my little ones
I love you I love you I love you
Salamander Samba Salsa Simba Silence Speaking Sacrilege
Loquat
Sorry Wait Water Weight Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Minneola minaret
I DON'T GET IT
I can't peel my hair!
KABOOM
spiral
Can anyone tell me the truth behind the lemon tree's bastard son, the emerald?
My brain's a leaping hopscotch feather
Ape ricotta
Ernesto Zucchini
April dentist
and... stop.
okay go!
eating tom's a foolery
Bean turd soup?
Who you calling a dirty orangeeater?
I am lord of the marshmallow!
Take a bite out of My Fig tree because
I forgot what time the dining hall
BANG COLLAPSES
O weep o willow poem of mine
I am glad they find you sublime
And take it as a spiritual sign
You discovered the poet's clime
For out of great grief I bore you
A child of tribute to my mother
So I pray in honor they adore you
While memory still its griefs gather
O poem just to see you, tell me
Of my impotency ... that I studied much
And can do no better tribute, see
No other alternative to death, no crutch
Better than words to restore again
The woman I want to live forever
The love that brought me into pain
O poem, you were all, all I got to give her.
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